Path of Alchemy Mastery-Chapter 297 - 298: Want to Eat Wang Cai?

After handing over all the treasures to Wang Cai, Mu Can continued his pit-digging marathon, with nine pits remaining. His heart was brimming with anticipation, certain that one of these nine pits must contain a treasure that could be called the Array Eye.

The treasure that could support such a Big Formation must be extraordinary, that goes without saying.

Wang Cai followed Mu Can step by step, but the anxiety that had previously been present on his face was now gone. This was because Mu Can had decided to make him the treasure manager; no matter what kind of treasure was found, it would all be placed in his care.

After digging three empty pits in a row, which only contained faint residual traces, Mu Can knew these were marks left by treasures that had been eroded by time.

"Hey, there’s something here." At last, something appeared again.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Mu Can jumped straight into the pit and gently scooped out the soil with his hands, gradually uncovering the surface of the treasure and revealing its true appearance.

"Wow! What is this?" Even though Wang Cai was not as anxious as before, he squeezed over with an excited face.

Among these twenty or so treasure hiding spots, there was only ONE that truly contained the Array Eye, where the real treasure lay.

"What is this?" Mu Can applied a gentle force and pulled the buried treasure out of the ground.

"Wow! This looks like a small wine jug?" Wang Cai looked eagerly at the small object in Mu Can’s hands, puzzled and curious.

If he wasn’t mistaken, this wine jug-like object was the Array Eye supporting the whole Big Formation, supplying energy to the entire array.

Mu Can looked at the delicate wine jug in his hands. This treasure was unlike anything they had found before. He blew off the dust from its surface, revealing the exquisite features beneath.

"A tiny wine jug, yet filled with such immense Spiritual Power." Mu Can sensed the Spiritual Power contained in the jug, a small and delicate object that harbored Spiritual Power so formidable it made even him feel a vague fear.

Mu Can was a true Martial Saint. The Spiritual Power that could make him fearful meant this small wine jug was undoubtedly a treasure of the Void Level.

"Let me take a look." Wang Cai stretched out his big black paw, signaling Mu Can to let him see.

Taking the small wine jug, Wang Cai gently caressed its surface, and a ripple-like surge slowly passed over the jug. The next moment, the jug instantly emitted a dazzling light.

Mu Can squinted slightly from the brightness of the light. By the time his eyes began to adjust to the intense light, the glow had already slowly faded. At this moment, Mu Can also noticed that the environment around him had changed.

"The Array Eye has been removed, so the Big Formation has now been broken." Wang Cai looked at the small wine jug in his hand, his face full of excitement.

This Big Formation’s Array Eye was really this small wine jug in his hand. It was just unknown who would place such a treasure here.

"There’s someone over there, take a look." Mu Can noticed not only had the environment around him changed, but also figures had appeared a few hundred meters in front of him.

"Look at that dog and what it’s carrying, it’s definitely a treasure."

The group comprised seven or eight people, all dressed in identical attire—a clear sign they were fellow sect disciples from the Mortal World, who had ventured into the Secret Realm together.

"Look at that big black dog, so plump and sturdy, it must taste delicious," said a middle-aged man with a wine gourd hanging from him, appearing tipsy and muddled.

However, even though he appeared drunk, the others seemed to treat him implicitly as their leader.

"Wang Cai, why do I get the feeling that their leader has some ill intentions?" Mu Can spoke slowly.

He had noticed that although the others were eyeing the small wine pot in Wang Cai’s paws, the leader was staring straight at Wang Cai, practically drooling with desire, barely short of actually drooling.

"Woof! Wang Cai the Great vows to finish off this damn scoundrel."

The moment the drunk appeared, Wang Cai felt a pair of greedy eyes upon himself, a feeling indescribable and one he hadn’t experienced since following the thief of the Heavenly Dao.

"The hell? Does he see me as food? Damn it, I’m such a cute dog, and he actually wants to eat me?" Wang Cai felt rage welling up inside him, almost ready to pounce and bite the bastard to death.

"Drunkard bro, the task at hand is more important." A person beside the drunkard reminded him, having come to the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm, they were not there to eat dog meat. Even though dog meat was delicious and they had indeed had their fill following the drunkard, what was the point if they failed to seize the opportunity in this environment?

"One black, two yellow, three spotted, four white. Look at this big black dog, strong and vigorous with its gleaming black coat free from any stray hairs, its leg muscles bulging like little calves. As a brother who has roamed the Mortal World, I have never come across such prime-quality dogs. What a treat for all of you." The drunkard opened his wine gourd, took a slow sip, gently tapping a rhythm and humming to himself.

"Woof!" Wang Cai’s ears easily caught every muttered word from the drunkard.

"The two things I love most in life are fine wine and dog meat," mused the drunkard. "As the saying goes, ’When the dog meat is rolling, even Immortals can’t keep their footing.’ Young man, you look quite extraordinary. How about letting this big black dog join Drunkard here? Don’t worry, I’ll make it worth your while." The drunkard sauntered over to Mu Can, eyeing Wang Cai with undisguised greed.

This dog had successfully captured his attention, and he was willing to disregard the rules of the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm just to have a taste of it.

Stopping the drunkard’s words, Mu Can felt stunned—not from fear, but because of the drunkard’s sheer audacity. He knew Wang Cai, when provoked, was a match even for a Martial Saint and no one dared confront him. Even when Mu Can playfully teased him, Wang Cai dared to snap back, so the idea that the drunkard had made such a statement left Mu Can hardly able to imagine what might happen next.

"The drunkard is talking to you. Are you deaf?" The drunkard’s lackey, seeing Mu Can’s dazed look, immediately stepped forward to rebuke him.

"Sorry about that, I was just spacing out," Mu Can scratched his head and said softly.

"I told you, this kid’s a scarecrow. Hand over all the treasures you’ve got on you now, and give the big black dog to my master. If not, hmph, you should know that even though it’s against the rules to kill in here, crippling you would still be a piece of cake," the lackey threatened.