Wait a minute, where is my master?

The small world where the Age Chicken hailed from.

Inside the deep pit created by the Fire-roasted Pig.

The Taoist wrapped a ball of translucent crayfish meat in his spiritual power and gently placed it into his mouth.

"!!!!!"

Jin Xu took a sip with the tip of his tongue, and a rich, sweet taste instantly assaulted his taste buds.

After slowly chewing a few times, the bouncy and silky crayfish meat burst forth with droplets of juice, scattering about his mouth. The Taoist momentarily felt as though his lips and teeth were fragrantly blessed, and a strong sense of satisfaction uncontrollably rose from the depths of his heart.

"Hiss, this pristine seafood is just too delicious, it's almost comparable to the pre-prepared dishes made by Brother Jiang."

This thought flashed through his mind, and Jin Xu couldn't help but use his spiritual power to scoop out another big chunk of the translucent crayfish meat from the break and put it into his mouth.

Meanwhile, Yu Yaoer and Little White, who was holding half a roasted pig leg, also closed their eyes savoring this magical taste.

"Temple master, Little Hong's homeland is way too blissful. Just casually grabbing a few animals and they're so delicious. Oh, that reminds me!"

The Snow Wolf, his mouth stuffed full, was lamenting when suddenly, it seemed to remember something, leaped out of the pit, and ran toward the southeast direction of the Golden Spiritual Power Shield.

A moment later...

A series of spits accompanied by Little White's complaints arose.

"Gosh...spit, what's with this weird long-necked bird, why is its meat so bitter? They're all animals from Little Hong's homeland, but this taste is just awful!"

Hearing this, the Taoist used his Spiritual Sense to survey the scene and saw the Snow Wolf hugging the long-necked bird, which had been roasted by the Fire-roasted Pig and had turned a golden color dripping with oil, wearing an expression as if a painful mask was on its face.

He was somewhat surprised by this scene.

"Little White can even eat the hair made by Little Yu, yet now he's complaining about this weird bird's taste, how bitter must this thing be?"

"Cluck cluck!"

Upon hearing the Snow Wolf's complaint, Age Chicken, who was leisurely eating the crispy pork belly, suddenly raised its neck and crowed.

Little White then tossed aside that creature that looked like an oversized roast chicken.

"Little White?"

"Temple master, Little Hong said this thing is called the White-Feathered Bird. Its eggs are incredibly delicious, but the meat is even more bitter than a millennium bitter herb. In their Mountain and Sea Realm, no one eats this creature. However, stealing its eggs is quite common."

Listening to this, Jin Xu couldn't help but chuckle.

It seemed better not to eat animals in this small world recklessly. If there's a chance, once they send Little Hong home, they might as well borrow their clan's "Death Note" to take a look.

That way, they would surely learn a lot about the creatures of this small world.

About the time it took to drink a cup of tea had passed.

The half piece of the delicious giant crayfish had been fully consumed by the three Taoists.

Jin Xu turned to look at Yu Yaoer and Little White, who were still relishing the taste, and suggested,

"Alright, the time has passed, and those animals outside the shield that couldn't find the source of the exotic fragrance must have scattered by now. Let's send Little Hong home first, then we can properly explore this small world."

The two women nodded obediently.

"Little Hong, stop eating, we'll take you home first."

Saying this, the Taoist walked over to the Age Chicken, who had still not finished eating that strip of crispy pork belly, and scooped it up in his arms.

Little White had already willingly transformed into his Snow Wolf form, lying down on the moist grass.

A man, a woman, and a chicken climbed onto the dog.

Once Little Hong was settled atop the wolf's head, it raised its head and crowed triumphantly!

The Snow Wolf dashed like the wind toward Elder Lin's place.

Three breaths later…

She returned as swiftly as she had left!

The Taoist almost forgot, the passage between the two worlds he had opened with a punch earlier hadn't been closed yet.

Jin Xu sat on the wolf's back, having returned from the round trip.

Looking up at the sprawling spiderweb-like crack in the space two meters above, he gently stroked his chin.

If he closed this thing, it seemed like they wouldn't be able to return unless the Nine Provinces Realm also had something like the Mystic Treasure Pearl that could allow Jin Xu to locate it.

But he couldn't just throw his storage treasure back in there, could he? What if someone picked it up?

Yet if he didn't close it, just leaving this thing open wasn't an option either.

After pondering for a long while, the Taoist spontaneously conjured a ball of flame in his hand and erected six pillars of fire near the spatial rift, securely encircling it.

Around the pillars of flame, to prevent any innocent animals from passing by and turning into ash, he specifically covered it with a Golden Spiritual Power Shield.

As for the interior space, Jin Xu had estimated it.

It could comfortably accommodate three people, and squeezing in six wouldn't be a problem either.

This way, it would prevent anyone who strayed into this place from getting burnt to death directly, as long as they stayed inside obediently.

When he returned, he would naturally be able to rescue them.

The main feature was all about being considerate.

After completing these steps, Jin Xu was satisfied and clapped his hands, then casually patted the back of the husky.

Little White raced toward Elder Lin's place like a white whirlwind.

Along the way, they passed by a huge waterfall.

Beneath the waterfall, there was a deep pool where, according to the Taoist's Spiritual Sense, lived around a hundred creatures that resembled the shrimps they ate.

However, Jin Xu and his group did not stop there, only planning to catch a few on their way back for a hearty meal.

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Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Colorful Secret Realm.

The latecomers stood quietly with their eyes closed by the side of the road, unnoticed by the passersby who came and went as if they were invisible.

After three breaths had passed.

The group uniformly opened their eyes.

Grandma Yu, dressed in green leather armor, appeared at the street corner where the secret realm was located.

She reached them in a few quick strides.

"Yu friend, you've arrived," someone said.

"Don't waste time, let's hurry up. I've temporarily taken control of the Formation at Sae Island. That little girl from the Qingmu Academy of the Upper Realm Taoist from the Lower Realm is already within fifty miles of the island."

The latecomer wanted to issue a caution or two, having heard that the granddaughter of the Shui Clan Elder seemed to be acting as a demon pet beside Taoist Jin Xu.

But upon hearing what Grandma Yu said, he didn't hesitate, turning around and rushing into the Colorful Secret Realm.

"Yu friend, can this Colorful Secret Realm of your Shui Clan withstand so many high-level cultivators entering at once?"

Seeing the latecomer rush in hurriedly, Yan Chu couldn't help but ask.

"No worries, the inherent rules of the Colorful Secret Realm are mostly used to stabilize itself, thus the space is extremely stable. Some areas are even comparable in stability to the Nine Provinces Realm. However, this also means that there aren't many precious Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures inside, just some Sae and Bai... What a waste of a good secret realm," the Shui Clan Elder said with a hint of regret.

Having said that, she too turned and vanished on the spot.

The Old Dean and the gaunt old man exchanged glances and promptly followed.

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Time passed yet again.

Ji Junqiao also arrived on Sae Island.

After surveying the entire island with her Spiritual Sense, she didn't find any sign of the latecomers, which caused her slight confusion.

However, fortunately, although she hadn't discovered these people, Ji Junqiao sensed the familiar aura of her companions, the three friends of Cold Weather.