My teacher is a deity.

Chapter 66 The Selfishness of Those Seeking Medicine

Hazan is not actually a stupid person.

He clearly sensed that the one fighting him now was not Vishi, but the raven.

It indirectly controlled Vishi's body through some unknown means, and the aura emanating from him was completely different.

This is a very dangerous opponent.

But Hazan wasn't really smart either.

He lacked the patience to slowly cultivate a barbarian into a loyal follower, and he was overly confident in his own strength.

So he made a choice.

In an instant, Hazan's wings fluttered, and a powerful current of wind spread along the magical pathways of his wings.

His once slender and fleshy arms now had bulging veins, giving them a powerful appearance.

"Jiyu!"

"The wolf has appeared!"

The blessings of the two miracles were released instantly, and his strength made a rapid leap!

Immediately afterwards, Hazan unleashed a powerful burst of magic, forming a thin film of armor on his body, and instantly attacked Feiyu.

Yes, Hazan has no intention of fighting Shi Qing.

He knew exactly what he wanted: to kill Fei Yu and then escape.

In this northern land, how credible can the words of a non-civilized person be?

He is the champion warrior of Baiyu and the next chieftain of the Baiyu tribe!

It goes without saying which of his accusations carries more weight than Shi Qing's.

Of course, all of this is predicated on killing Fei Yu.

However, he thought a lot, but subconsciously overlooked a prerequisite.

That's why Shi Qing couldn't stop him.

In an instant, the flying sword was summoned, blocking the way for Fei Yu and Hazan.

Shi Qing grabbed Fei Yu and instantly unleashed several talismans, imbuing the flying sword with a layer of true fire, further enhancing its power.

In an instant, Hazan's sense of crisis reached its peak!

The wooden sword formation before him was radiating a blazing fire, and the firelight of a giant bird was faintly visible, giving him an absolute sense of oppression as if he were facing a giant sun.

That is the natural submission of feathered creatures to superior beings.

"What is this?!"

Hazan hurriedly stopped, but by then the wooden sword array was already flying towards him, combining from top to bottom to form a huge cage.

No matter how Hazan casts his spells, the wooden sword array always manages to cut them down.

Seeing that his magic was no match for Shi Qing's, Hazan tried to escape the sword formation by relying on his keen movement speed.

However, Shi Qing kept circling around the outside of the sword formation. Whenever Hazan was in danger of escaping, Shi Qing would rush up and give him a handful of talismans.

After being tortured several times, Hazan was beaten black and blue, his ruptured mouth bubbling incessantly, and several deep wounds that exposed bone appeared on his body.

"Actually, I don't have any irreconcilable relationship with you guys; you're just unlucky."

"You outsider, you don't have to worry about this! I won't involve you!!"

Hazan roared, his body covered in blood and tears.

But Shi Qing just shook his head.

"Now that things have come to this, there's really no need to say things like that, is there?"

Shi Qing increased the force in his hands, and the wooden sword formation suddenly closed, instantly forming a cage that trapped Hazan, severing his wings and slamming him heavily to the ground.

In an instant, Hazan looked extremely miserable, and even Feiyu in the distance couldn't bear to look at him.

After a few moves, the white-feathered man had already stepped into the gates of hell.

But Shi Qing was not in a hurry to kill him. Instead, he took out the blood-stained feather that Hazan had given him earlier and tossed it to Fei Yu.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing will change when it kills a winged person, right?"

Feiyu remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"yes.

Bloodstained feathers not only record merits, but also turn black when betrayed, transforming into hunting feathers.

The Hunter Feather will continuously record the aura of traitors, just like shepherding sheep on the grassland.

Shi Qing nodded after receiving a clear reply, and then said...

"Since that's the case, then you can settle things here."

Fei Yu's pupils widened slightly, a hint of reluctance and inner conflict flashing in her eyes.

The Feathered People have neither the reproductive ability of the Sirius nor the seed-planting power of the Tree People, and their numbers are not many compared to other medicine seekers.

Therefore, killing one's own people is a very serious sin among the winged people.

At that moment, Hazan suddenly burst out laughing, drawing the attention of the two men.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Feiyu, even now, you're still hesitating?"

"So weak, so hesitant! The Feathered One will die by your hand sooner or later!"

"You can't be the Khan of the Feathered People! Absolutely not!"

After saying that, Hazan actually grabbed the wooden sword that was pressed against his throat and rammed his head against it.

A few breaths later, black blood flowed from the slit on his forehead, and the Eternal Blessing quickly departed.

He chose to commit suicide.

He would rather die at the hands of the strong Shi Qing than bow down to the weak Fei Yu.

Looking at the blackened, blood-stained feather in his hand, Shi Qing sighed softly.

He himself was still drawn into the infighting among the Feathered People.

Soon, Shi Qing broke free of the possession and landed on Vixi's shoulder.

"Collect his wings, wolf pelt, and eyes; we'll need them for refining treasures later."

"oh oh!"

Vichy nodded and immediately began the disassembly process.

Having experienced the bloody battles in the dungeons, she is now quite used to this kind of bloody work.

Then, Shi Qing looked at Fei Yu, who was standing there dumbfounded.

"Come on, I need you to prove my innocence, and also, why did you call me 'Big Sweat'?"

......

Nighttime, near a hill.

The firelight flickered.

Vichy is cooking.

The rich broth and sliced ​​meat stewed together, along with some stored bread, made up tonight's dinner.

Here, have some drink.

"Don't worry, it's all normal food. I'm not like you drug-begging people who eat other people's corpses."

Fei Yu was immediately displeased.

What do you mean by calling us "medicine seekers"?

We, the people seeking medicine, also need to eat normally. Who would eat someone else's corpse every day?

But this soup is really delicious. Is the food in the Empire this good?

After a few bites, Fei Yu was full, and the changes she had experienced that day were somewhat alleviated.

After a moment's hesitation, Fei Yu began to confess to Shi Qing.

"Great Khan, the High Priest says you are the future Great Khan."

"And who is the High Priest?"

"Our winged people's prophet is named Monra, and he's a sixth-tier archmage."

"Only sixth rank?"

Shi Qing was very puzzled.

Can a sixth-rank individual become a prophet for a group of people seeking medicine?

Is the empire too weak, or are you medicine-seeking people too powerful?

Sensing the doubt in Shi Qing's tone, Fei Yu became even more flustered and could only patiently explain.

"This is what eternal blessing is like."

"We are born as second-order extraordinary beings, and can easily overcome that obstacle."

"But the higher we go, the harder it is for us to advance."

Vichy then chimed in, "Why?"

Upon hearing this, Fei Yu blushed and felt embarrassed.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally revealed the most embarrassing side of all the patients seeking medicine under Vichy's gaze.

"He said, those who walk this path should ferry others out of the sea of ​​suffering, so that they may not die, grow old, or worry about sickness, and give all that is good to others."

"We only ask Him for things, and not many people who seek medicine are actually putting His teachings into practice."

"Of course, the person seeking the medicine is seeking it for themselves; why would they share it with others?"