The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 287

Chapter 287 - The Disciple Becomes the Master

After Shi Juntian's departure, Wei Ji and Liu Ruoshui returned to their respective bases at Gold Thunder Mountain and Flying Thunder Valley. Chu Xuan, alongside Wan Hun, headed back to the Yin Soul Mountain Range.

Chu Xuan chose not to take a Hidden Bee on Shi Juntian, mindful of not antagonizing the Heaven Shaking Divine Sect, especially since he had already complicated relations with the Reincarnation Divine Church. Adding another powerful enemy to his list would make his path forward significantly more difficult.

Upon returning to Heisha Peak, Chu Xuan immediately secluded himself in his cultivation chamber. He connected his mind with the Mirror, casting a thread of his consciousness into the cave world to check on the young man he had not monitored for some time. Now that he had a moment to spare, he was curious about his progress.

Calculating the time, Chu Xuan figured that with the time dilation between Mystic Azure and the cave world, a considerable amount of time must have passed there. When he last left, Xiao Huo was just fifteen and had just opened his Insect Orifice. With forty-two years having passed in the cave world, Xiao Huo would now be in his late fifties. Normally, he should have already advanced to at least a Silver Insect Master.

Curious about Xiao Huo's progress and whether he had access to better cultivation methods, Chu Xuan decided to observe him directly.

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In the Fire Ant Tribe's spacious and comfortably appointed learning hall, the youths sat neatly on their seats covered with soft furs, designed to facilitate their learning in the most comfortable manner. Embedded pearls in the ceiling emitted a soft glow, illuminating the red-bricked room.

Among the group of teenagers was a notably younger child, around seven or eight years old, whose presence was particularly striking due to his age. At the front of the room, a robust middle-aged man with flecks of gray in his hair was lecturing on the specifics of cultivating fire ants.

"...Fire ants thrive in warm, humid environments, so we must also be mindful of our diets, ensuring our Insect Orifices maintain similar conditions," the instructor explained, outlining how such care could accelerate the ants' growth.

Chu Xuan couldn't help but chuckle as he recognized the instructor. It was Xiao Huo, now grown and teaching the next generation. Over forty years had transformed the once young listener into a knowledgeable teacher, passing on his learning and experiences.

A moment later, he suddenly inquired, "Who can tell me, what is the Fire Ant's favorite food?"

The youths looked at each other, uncertain.

A young man, bearing a resemblance to Xiao Huo, eagerly raised his hand and exclaimed, "I know, it's mealworms!"

"Black mealworms, yellow mealworms, gray mealworms... in short, they adore all kinds of mealworms. They also favor the Gray Ground Worm, though not as passionately as they do mealworms."

Xiao Huo nodded with a smile, "Indeed, it seems Xiao Yan has absorbed everything I've taught. You should all strive to learn from Xiao Yan, have you heard?"

"We have!" the youths responded loudly.

However, Chu Xuan noticed that some youths were rather reluctant as they spoke. Especially a few among them, whose gazes towards Xiao Yan were filled with envy.

Outside the window, the elderly patriarch, Lie Xiu, sighed lightly upon witnessing this scene. His face bore both joy and concern.

Xiao Huo's grandson, Xiao Yan, now seven, possessed a talent even more profound than Xiao Huo's. At three, he had independently awakened an Insect Orifice. By fifteen, he would surely open even more Insect Orifices.

Xiao Huo often called on Xiao Yan to answer questions, yet seldom did he ask Lie Yong's grandson, Lie Ting. The reason was the deepening rift between Xiao Huo and Lie Yong. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

Since Xiao Huo's son, in the prime of his life, had died under mysterious circumstances, the discord had grown irreconcilable. Both Xiao Huo and Lie Yong were now Silver Insect Masters, pillars of the Fire Ant Tribe.

Lie Xiu had exhausted every effort to reconcile the two Silver Insect Masters. He strived to prevent their conflict from escalating further.

Yet, he always felt that Xiao Yan might also face ostracism from other youths in the tribe. Just like Xiao Huo had, over forty years ago. Ultimately, it led to an uncontrollable disaster.

This was not a good omen.