Chapter 647: Chapter 647

Qin Sang was preparing to teach it a lesson.

This creature was terribly lazy, always forgetting pain once the wound healed. Ordinary methods were useless; it would forget the punishment as soon as it turned away.

With one hand gripping the needle made from devilish flame, Qin Sang used his true essence with the other to form a cage, trapping the fat silkworm inside.

Perhaps sensing the aura of the Devilish Flames of Nine Hells, the fat silkworm became agitated the moment it emerged from the insect basket.

Qin Sang deliberately brought the needle closer. The fat silkworm desperately retreated, trying to flee his palm, but the true essence cage held it fast. Its barely visible eyes brimmed with terror, letting out sharp, hissing cries.

The Devilish Flames of Nine Hells proved unexpectedly effective. The silkworm appeared even more terrified than when faced with a natural predator.

Qin Sang paid it no mind. His gaze remained icy as the needle drew nearer.

Suddenly, the silkworm froze and stopped moving.

It had fainted from fright.

"Dead from fear? What a useless thing. If it’s that worthless, I might as well burn it."

Qin Sang muttered quietly. He flicked his finger, sending a wisp of the Devilish Flames of Nine Hells shooting toward the silkworm.

A sharp shriek followed as the fat silkworm sprang up and tried to flee in panic. It had been pretending to be dead. But trapped inside the cage and far slower than the flames, it was caught immediately.

Its eyes rolled back again. This time it truly passed out. A puddle formed beneath it, likely from tears or drool, or both, all forced out from fear.

A faint smile curled at Qin Sang’s lips. He transformed the Devilish Flames of Nine Hells into chains and bound the silkworm tightly.

Before long, the silkworm woke up again. But before it could feel relief, it noticed the fiery chains binding its body and fainted once more.

After being tormented a few times, the silkworm finally became numb.

By then, its gaze toward Qin Sang had changed completely. It looked at him like one would a terrifying monster, eyes filled with fear and sorrow, its body trembling pitifully.

If it had enough intelligence, it might have already regretted ever getting on this pirate ship.

Qin Sang did not withdraw the Devilish Flames of Nine Hells. He simply kept the silkworm bound in fiery chains, then took out a berry and squeezed out some juice in front of it. His cold gaze fixed on the silkworm.

This berry was a type of spiritual fruit, ideal for feeding spiritual insects. Especially during their first metamorphosis, it could significantly boost their growth rate and was sold at a high price in the world of immortal cultivation.

Qin Sang had taken some from Five-Insect Sect.

Back when he offered it to the fat silkworm, it hadn’t even looked at it. Now, without any prompting, it devoured the juice in big gulps, eating with great relish.

"Eat your fill and crawl back to sleep."

Seeing the tears of gratitude in the silkworm’s eyes, Qin Sang felt quite satisfied.

After eating, the fat silkworm crawled back into the insect basket on its own. Peace was finally restored.

With the silkworm dealt with, Qin Sang resumed his journey and arrived at the entrance of Butterfly Valley.

By this season, the climate on the Witch God Continent had already turned cold, yet inside Butterfly Valley, birds sang, flowers bloomed, and the air remained as warm as spring.

The scenery truly lived up to its reputation. Blossoms blanketed the ground in vibrant color. Clear streams wound their way through the valley, while bees and butterflies danced gracefully among the flowers.

Qin Sang took in the breathtaking view, but his thoughts soon turned inward as he watched the countless butterflies.

The Sky-Eyed Butterfly was extremely timid. Even the slightest disturbance would send it fleeing back into its nest, too afraid to come out. Things that could lure other spiritual insects held no appeal for it.

Qin Sang did not rush in recklessly. Instead, he quietly circled the outskirts of Butterfly Valley. As expected, he found nothing unusual. Every butterfly appeared ordinary.

Even if he captured all the butterflies in the valley, it would be useless. The Sky-Eyed Butterfly was too well-camouflaged to distinguish from the rest. Without the Crimson Fire Gilded Gold, Qin Sang truly had no better method for luring it out.

Fearing that the corpse qi from his refined corpses might startle the Sky-Eyed Butterfly, Qin Sang acted alone.

He did not dare enter the valley under concealment either. He didn’t know whether the butterfly had completed its third metamorphosis. If it had already awakened its Sky Eyes, then no stealth technique would be of any use.

Qin Sang found a perfect hiding spot at the edge of the valley, from where he could observe most of Butterfly Valley. He then scattered the Crimson Fire Gilded Gold.

And so, the waiting began.

Butterfly Valley covered a vast area, but spiritual insects had extremely keen senses. If the Sky-Eyed Butterfly was still there, it should soon detect the aura of the Crimson Fire Gilded Gold. However, its timid and cautious nature made it impossible to predict when it would show itself.

Qin Sang nestled into his hiding place, suppressing his breath and calming his spirit as he waited patiently.

Out in the wild, capturing a desired spiritual insect was never easy. Rogue cultivators from the witch race, lacking any inheritance, would sometimes stake out insect nests for years, waiting for the insect to appear. That was a common occurrence.

Some even waited in vain, only to find the nest abandoned after all that time.

Qin Sang was fortunate to possess the Crimson Fire Gilded Gold, which held an immense allure for spiritual insects. It allowed him to quickly confirm whether an insect was still present. In less than a month, he had already eliminated six possible locations.

The setting sun dipped in the west as the moon rose and faded.

In the blink of an eye, night had passed.

Butterfly Valley looked even more enchanting in the depth of night. The stars scattered across the sky reflected in the streams, forming shimmering belts that wound through the valley. Beneath the faint glow of phosphorescent light, the flowers and butterflies seemed to be holding a grand masquerade ball.

All through the night, nothing unusual occurred within Butterfly Valley.

Not until the break of dawn.

A group of butterflies of various shapes and sizes fluttered across a stream. Their flight path followed no clear pattern—sometimes drifting left or right, rising or falling, gliding fast or slow...

At times, the butterflies scattered without warning, only to swiftly regroup.

Some among them would leave while others joined in. When a blossom caught their attention, they would dance around it, the swarm resembling a delicate embroidered ball.

Such scenes were common in Butterfly Valley.

But as this group of butterflies passed over a patch of grass, Qin Sang suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp gleam flashed within them.

One droplet of Crimson Fire Gilded Gold had vanished.

Qin Sang’s gaze shifted instantly and locked onto the group of butterflies that had just flown over the grass.

His eyesight was excellent. Even without using spiritual consciousness, he could still see clearly. There were nearly a hundred butterflies in the swarm, of all kinds. Their movements seemed no different from any other group.

He looked over each one carefully. All appeared to be ordinary butterflies without the slightest flaw.

Cautiously, he extended his spiritual consciousness and swept it over the swarm, yet discovered nothing.

"What an incredible concealment ability."

Qin Sang marveled inwardly. It was said that once the Sky-Eyed Butterfly concealed itself, even cultivators at the Core Formation Realm could not see through its disguise. Judging by what he saw now, that reputation was well-deserved.

Just as Qin Sang was observing the movements of the butterfly swarm, another drop of Crimson Fire Gilded Gold was suddenly consumed.

"So it even knows how to create a diversion? To have endured through the entire night, its intelligence must be quite high."

Qin Sang chuckled silently to himself.

Now that he was certain the Sky-Eyed Butterfly was still here, he felt at ease.

He stopped tracking the swarm and focused solely on the piece of Crimson Fire Gilded Gold nearest to him, ready to strike at any moment.

After a full night of careful testing to ensure there was no danger, the Sky-Eyed Butterfly could no longer resist the lure of the Crimson Fire Gilded Gold. It began moving swiftly, devouring one drop after another in rapid succession. Follow current novels on novel fire.net