Chapter 0350 – The Return of the Golden Roc

"Do not worry, my lord. I will make the necessary arrangements," said Huang Chengyan, nodding solemnly.

"Carry Miss Mu to my residence. Prepare a room for her; I will examine and treat her injuries shortly. In the meantime, have Doctor Qiu and Doctor Wang inspect her condition. And let her drink some Moon Well Water," Yi Tianxing instructed Cao Zhengchun calmly.

The young woman, Miss Mu, was unconscious. Her condition remained unclear and needed thorough examination. If conventional means could heal her, it would save precious healing elixirs. Otherwise, the rare spiritual medicines would be used as a last resort.

"Thank you, Daoist Yi!"Mu Yu, moved by the generosity, quickly expressed his gratitude.

Yi Tianxing waved it off with a light smile. "I promised this beforehand. No thanks are needed."

"Indeed, Brother Mu, your niece is blessed with great fortune. She will not die so easily. With the lord's aid, healing her injuries should be no problem. She'll likely awaken soon," said Jia Xu with a reassuring tone. He had relied on Yi Tianxing's abilities to convince Mu Yu in the first place—any failure now would make him lose face.

Howl!!

Suddenly, a sharp and piercing cry echoed across the sky.

A golden figure appeared in the distance, rapidly approaching. It had massive wings stretching over a hundred meters across, blotting out the sun. A mighty pressure descended, emanating overwhelming might and majesty. Its sharp eyes locked onto Xuanhuang Town.

The townspeople suddenly felt a chill seep into their bones, as though the god of death himself had looked their way.

"The Golden Roc... it's finally back."Yi Tianxing's face lit up with a smile, inwardly relieved.

After its brutal fight with the Windstorm Wyvern King, the Golden Roc had flown farther and farther from the town, eventually vanishing. Only the lingering spiritual bond between them—and the luck gained from killing many vicious beasts—confirmed it was still alive. But over half a month had passed without a sign of it. He had been worried.

Now, seeing it return in the flesh, he couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

Having advanced to Tier 2, the Golden Roc was beginning to manifest the majestic dominance of its ancient bloodline. Its presence was overwhelming. Even nearby fierce birds fell completely silent in submission.

"That's the Golden Roc! The mayor's mount and battle companion! It must've defeated that Windstorm Wyvern King!"

"Wonderful! With the Golden Roc guarding the skies, no ordinary beast will dare approach. We're much safer now—no more surprise attacks from the air!"

The people of Xuanhuang Town burst into cheers. The Golden Roc's presence had always been a powerful deterrent against aerial threats. Now that it had advanced, its deterrence grew even stronger.

Even the newcomers from Mu Family Village were stunned by the massive bird. Upon learning that it belonged to the town, they felt a wave of hope and confidence. The fear of the outside world quickly faded.

Peace of mind spread like wildfire.

Howl!!

The Golden Roc descended swiftly, landing not on the ground, but atop an arrow tower. The gusts from its wings were so fierce that many townsfolk stumbled and fell. A casual flap could send a person flying.

Its sharp claws could crush a grown man with ease, and its eyes gleamed like deadly arrows. But when it looked at Yi Tianxing, the coldness faded into something softer.

Bang!

Yi Tianxing suddenly leapt upward with precise timing, landing squarely on the Roc's back. His control over his strength was astonishing.

"Master Huang, I leave the town's affairs in your hands. I need to head out. I'll handle the rest upon my return," Yi Tianxing said, turning to Huang Chengyan.

"Rest assured, my lord."Huang nodded without hesitation. It was clear that this trip was prompted by something urgent—likely related to the Golden Roc's return.

"Go!"Yi Tianxing commanded.

Howl!!

With a deafening cry, the Golden Roc soared skyward, carrying him across the skies.

As he stood atop the massive bird, flying high above the land, a deep sensation flooded his heart. It felt as if he could embrace all of heaven and earth. His spirit soared.

"Soaring above the clouds truly expands the heart. Even the soul feels refined. The sky—it belongs to the strong."

He drew a deep breath, savoring the transformation within.

"Golden Roc, where are you taking me?"

The moment the Roc returned, it had sent a telepathic message. Yi Tianxing knew from that message that it had found something important—and wanted him to come.

Howl!!

The Roc gave no verbal reply, only another mighty cry, flying ever faster.

Soon, the scenery below began to change, revealing a strange region ahead.

"What... is that a rice field? And that... that's the Windstorm Wyvern King, pinned to the ground?!"

"Scarecrows? So many scarecrows?!"

From above, Yi Tianxing's sharp eyes could see clearly, despite the distance. His pupils shrank at the shocking sight.

Below was a vast, golden rice field, filled with what looked like unassuming scarecrows—but there were tens of thousands of them. Among them lay piles of corpses and bones, bleaching in the sun. The golden rice swayed, rich with life force and spiritual energy.

"These aren't ordinary grains… They're spiritual rice—Golden Wheat!"

The Book of the Wayless Sky within his body lit up with information.

Golden Wheat: A spiritual grain nurtured by the essence of gold. Brilliantly golden, it sparkles under sunlight. Ripens once a year. Its grains contain potent golden energy—ideal for cultivators with metal affinity. Enhances physical strength, strengthens the body, and boosts cultivation.Grade: Earth Tier – Supreme Grade.

Spiritual grains were categorized as God, Immortal, Heaven, Earth, Mystic, Yellow, each split into low, middle, high, and supreme grades.

This Earth-tier supreme-grade grain was unimaginably precious.

It offered pure spiritual nourishment, increasing cultivation without side effects. If harvested, it could transform the town into a sanctified cultivation paradise.

Yi Tianxing's heart burned with anticipation—but he didn't act rashly.

His gaze settled on a clearing.

There, the Windstorm Wyvern King was pinned to the ground, trapped under a golden net. Its wings were nailed down with bronze bamboo stakes, bleeding heavily. It wasn't dead—it cried out in rage and pain.

Standing atop its back was a massive golden scarecrow, wielding a bronze staff. As the beast struggled, the scarecrow slammed the staff onto its skull. The wyvern groaned and went limp again.

Around it, other scarecrows moved busily, sewing up injuries with bundles of straw. They'd clearly been in a brutal fight—but were still alive and alert.

Patrolling scarecrows kept a wary watch on the fields.

"Even the Windstorm Wyvern King fell here… These scarecrows are no joke."

Yi Tianxing's breath grew heavier. If they could subdue a Tier 2 beast king, their power was terrifying.

"You brought me here... Are you asking me to rescue the Windstorm Wyvern King?"

He frowned slightly and sent a mental message to the Golden Roc.