Chapter 3: Meat Talisman Pill (Part 1)

The expert on that illusory altar shouted “Golden Turtle” and charged at full speed. He screamed, “Ahahaha! Daring to capture my son! Let my son go! How dare you attack a lower-ranked disciple… Release him now! Golden Turtle, Golden Turtle, you… Father is here to save you!”
In his panic, he rushed straight toward Guo Shier’s altar.
His companion shouted, “Golden Turtle! Come back quickly!”
Golden Turtle cried, “You… let my son go!”
Guo Shier was stunned. The father was called Golden Turtle, and the son was called Golden Turtle Boy—these two really had a unique pair. Seeing Golden Turtle charging frantically, he slapped the top of his altar, causing the solid altar to crash forward. With solid against illusory, he had a huge advantage; the illusory altar couldn’t stand a chance.
Several tentacles formed by the ancient Xibin instantly turned into a giant whip, lashing out violently. Golden Turtle was in a state of chaos, charging forward blindly and getting struck by the thick whip-like tentacles on the side of the altar. To Guo Shier, it felt like hitting a golf ball with a golf club—the illusory altar of Golden Turtle flew away with a whoosh.
That strike nearly shattered Golden Turtle’s illusory altar. His two companions quickly retreated. Guo Shier continued to charge, shouting, “Stop!”
How could those two dare to stop? One of them quickly caught up to Golden Turtle and yelled, “Golden Turtle, run! Do you want to kill us too?”
Golden Turtle stopped abruptly, struggling to control his illusory altar. With grief and anger, he cried, “My son has been captured…” The other man cursed, “Damn it… If your son’s captured, are you planning to die too? Run!”
Guo Shier had already closed in. Since the tentacles formed by the ancient Xibin were extremely powerful, this time he actively commanded them to create four giant whips. His speed was astonishing; he appeared right in front of the two men in an instant, striking with all four whips at once.
The sharp whistling sound shook people’s hearts.
Bang! Bang!
The two illusory altars were sent flying again. Golden Turtle and his companion were horrified to see cracks appearing on their own illusory altars, with continuous cracking sounds that terrified them. Especially Golden Turtle—he suddenly realized he was no match for them at all. Charging forward now was just seeking death. He shouted, “Run!”

Guo Shier laughed and did not pursue further. He held no grudges against the Gujin family nor wanted to form deep enmity; after all, he was a guest of the Gunan family. Helping was one thing, but killing was not. After a brief pause, the two experts Nan Ming and Nan Zhi Chun rushed over.

Looking in the direction the Gujin family’s experts had fled, they said regretfully, “They ran away…” Then they bowed to Guo Shier and said, “Elder of the clan.”

Guo Shier waved his hand with a smile. “I happened to be passing by. Hehe, I just caught a few along the way.” He thought to himself and laughed—his name was Jin Gui, and his son’s was Jin Gui Zi; the relationship was simple and clear. He asked, “Who is Jin Gui Zi?” His gaze swept over the captives.

Nan Zhou replied, “Elder of the clan, I know. That short guy is Jin Gui Zi, an intermediate Grand Sage.”

Guo Shier said, “Alright, you may go now. Take the captives to Camp Number Three.”

Nan Zhou nodded and immediately called his companions to take the captives away. Guo Shier dismantled the altar, and Nan Ming and Nan Zhi Chun did the same; the group landed back on the ground.

Guo Shier asked, “Why did the battle start here?”

Nan Ming said with a bitter smile, “It’s not just here—it’s a full-scale war. Many of our disciples have been killed or injured recently, so we came out to inspect. We didn’t expect them to send their clan experts. If we hadn’t arrived quickly, Nan Zhou and the others would have been killed or captured.”

Guo Shier nodded. In a battle between disciples-level professionals, the sudden appearance of an expert using a Virtual Form Altar was a disaster—they simply had no chance to fight back.

Nan Zhi Chun said, “I just received a distress signal. There’s also a group of disciples trapped in the distance.”

Guo Shier asked, “Do you need me to go with you?”

Nan Zhi Chun was overjoyed. “We’d be grateful if you could come, Elder. I know you’re just a guest, so I can’t force you. Even if I were at a higher rank than you, I couldn’t force you either. Besides, I’m far inferior as an expert using a Virtual Form Altar compared to you.”

Nan Ming also looked pleased. He knew that with Guo Shier joining them, the three of them would be strong enough. He said, “Thank you, Elder. Hehe, with you joining us, we won’t fear their numbers.”

Guo Shier asked, “Are there many of them?”

Nan Zhi Chun nodded. “Many. It seems they’ve sent quite a few super experts this time. The Grand Elder and other elders have also arrived in large numbers. We just rushed here from the clan. We didn’t expect to receive two distress signals as soon as we arrived at the Donghuan Grassland.”

Guo Shier nodded and said, “Okay, let’s go take a look together.”
Nan Ming said, “Please wait a moment…” He turned around and called, “Nanzhou, Nanzhou…” He waved his hand, and Nanzhou hurried over, asking, “Elder, what instructions do you have?”
Nan Ming said, “Take the captives back. Remember, I want them alive. In the future, you can exchange them with the Gujin family or have them pay a ransom—don’t kill them.”
Nanzhou replied, “Yes, Elder. I understand.”
Guo Shier asked curiously, “We can also get a ransom?”
Nan Ming said, “Yes. Not only can you pay a ransom to free them, but you can also exchange them for various rare materials. Of course, if you have similar captives, you can exchange them as well.”
Guo Shier smiled and said, “That’s a good idea. I caught these people—will I get any benefit?” He became greedy again. There was nothing to do; only after rising to the rank of clan elder did he realize how little material he had collected before, which was why the old master always looked down on him.
Nan Ming was stunned, not knowing what to say. He had never seen a clan elder so eager for materials.
Nan Zhichun quickly said, “Sure. The clan keeps records of who rescued whom and who captured whom. You’ll be given various rewards later.”
Every ancient clan has its own system for calculating merits—otherwise, how can they motivate these top experts? There’s no such thing as giving effort without any reward in this world. As a clan elder, once you take action, the rewards are quite generous. It’s just that Guo Shier had only joined the Gunan clan recently and hadn’t yet learned about these things.
Guo Shier smiled and said, “That’s great. Hehe, I just joined the Gunan clan.”
Nan Ming and Nan Zhichun showed an understanding look—so that’s how it is. Nan Ming smiled and said, “Elder, as a clan elder, you can obtain quite a lot of ordinary materials. For high-grade and rare materials, you need to complete certain tasks first.”
Nanzhou said, “Elder, Grand Elder, we should head back now. There are some injured brothers who need to be taken back for treatment.”
Nan Ming knew these disciples were eager to return. After a battle, they were exhausted and needed time to rest and recover. He said, “Be careful on the way. Recently, many disciples from the Gujin family have been around. Try to stay hidden and avoid trouble on your way back.”
Nan Zhichun said, “Let’s hurry. I wonder if those disciples are in danger.”
The three released the altar and vanished from that spot in an instant.

Nanzhou was in a daze for a moment before saying, “Let’s go too. Sigh, I’m exhausted… Thankfully we met the clan elder; otherwise, we would have been in danger.” He led a group of disciples and captives back quickly.
…
Guo Shier stood beside a corpse and said, “This is a clan disciple…” He reached out and gestured, causing the corpse to turn over, its face filled with terror, eyes wide open as if unable to die in peace. Guo Shier made a few gestures, and the corpse’s clothes tore apart.
After examining it carefully, Guo Shier said, “No physical injuries, but the soul has vanished—seems like something dispersed its soul… Hmm, this is an identity token… It belongs to a junior holy master.” He tossed the identity token to Nan Ming.
Nan Ming took a quick look, put away the token, and flicked his fingers—severalFulu flames flames descended, instantly turning the corpse into ashes.
Nan Zhichun said, “There was probably a group of disciples. The odds are not in our favor… I guess aside from this dead one, the others must have been captured.”
Guo Shier flew into the air and looked around before saying, “There’s another corpse over there.” He flew over immediately.
Nan Ming and Nan Zhichun followed. They saw someone curled up in the bushes. Guo Shier bent down to take a look and said, “He’s still alive!” Nan Zhichun stepped forward quickly, helped him up, and frowned, “He’s seriously injured…” She flipped her wrist, revealing a low-levelFulu flamespill
low-levelFulu flamespill, which she put into the man’s mouth.
After a moment, the man groaned but didn’t wake up. Guo Shier removed the identity token tied to his belt, examined it briefly, and said, “Intermediate holy master, Nan Ri.”
Nan Ming took the identity token and said, “He’s a disciple from the clan’s outer hall.”
Nan Zhichun said, “He’s awake.”
Guo Shier and Nan Ming crouched down. Nan Zhichun asked, “Nan Ri, how are you?”
Although Nan Ri’s eyes were open, his gaze was unfocused. It took him a while to recover, and he spoke intermittently, “I… I… who… who are you guys…” He didn’t recognize the three people present.
Nan Zhichun didn’t waste time and waved her own identity token in front of his eyes, saying, “I’m the clan’s grand elder.”
A hint of relief appeared on Nan Ri’s face. Knowing he had been saved, he said, “Th-thank… thank you, grand… grand elder… I… I…”
Nan Ming asked, “Where are the others from your team?”