Chapter 52: Absurd, Greedy, Unspeakable Delusion...
"You live at the foot of Wanjian Mountain. Could it be that you've never seen the head of Wanjian Mountain?" Shui Wu asked, "I'm not even sure if that's him..."
"Master? Miss Shui, are you saying that the man who saved us just now is the master of Wanjian Mountain?"
Seeing Shui Wu nod, Lu Baozhen struggled to lift her fallen jaw. She murmured, "Cultivators are so far removed from us common people, but I remember the head of Wanjian Mountain as a truly excellent figure. The people of Hanzhou deeply love him. From their descriptions, he's certainly not the cold, icy person he seems... Although, that chivalrous man did save us, he remained silent. He's truly a strange person."
"Maybe I made a mistake." Shui Wu bit her lip.
But they couldn't just stand there stupidly. Since the cultivator who looked like Li Ruohui was willing to rescue them, it was obvious that he was not a threat. They might as well catch up with him.
Shui Wu continued to run in despair, with only one thought in her mind: Why is her brother so useless?
The Eye of Void that he had refined could only divert her away!
If he works harder and refines a better and more powerful magic weapon, so that she can take Xiaozhen away from here, then everything will be fine!
What a disappointing Demon Lord!
By the way, speaking of her brother, since the two of them can’t leave, is it possible to ask her brother to come over?
Just as Shui Wu thought of this, she felt a pulling force behind her. Lu Baozhen fell down and almost took her to the ground with her.
"Miss Shui, there seems to be someone here!" Lu Baozhen's voice was filled with tears. She supported herself on the ground with one hand and didn't get up for a long time.
It turned out that she was tripped. The cave was too dark. If she hadn't encountered an obstacle when she took a step, she wouldn't have noticed that there was someone under her feet.
"It seems...it seems like he is still dead!"
Shui Wu's heart skipped a beat. A monk's eyesight was sharper, and she immediately noticed that there was indeed a person lying next to Lu Baozhen.
The man was not short, but he only occupied a very small area, because it was as if all his flesh and blood had been sucked out of him, leaving only skin covering his bones!
Next to the shrunken corpse lay a sword that belonged to him. This was a swordsman who had died in the cave, his death horribly...
What killed him?
Even a Nether Wolf wouldn't create a corpse like this.
There are unknown and terrifying things in the cave.
Shui Wu felt completely broken. She wanted to burst into tears, but Lu Baozhen beside her was crying, so she seemed to have no choice but to be the calmer of the two.
When she reached out and pulled Lu Baozhen back to her side and ran away silently, she began to look at herself with a new respect.
"I wonder where Sister Rong'er and the others have gone. Are they also trapped in this damn place like us? It would be so much better if we could find them!"
At least it can give you a lot more sense of security!
They stumbled along the way, seemingly going deeper and deeper into the cave.
Li Ruohui never appeared again, but many corpses of sword cultivators whose blood and flesh had been sucked dry were found lying everywhere.
When Shui Wu saw Ah Huai at the end of a fork in the road, she almost thought it was an illusion.
Because the picture was not quite the same as I imagined.
Not only was he alone, there was no sign of Zhuang Rong'er beside him, and his condition also did not seem right.
Shui Wu subconsciously swallowed the greeting that was stuck in her throat, and she stopped hesitantly with Lu Baozhen.
It was clearly a familiar, unforgettable face, but why did the way he sat quietly against the stone wall with his eyes closed look so strange?
Shui Wu felt a threat so strong it almost became a physical entity. She also noticed that there were many skulls around Ah Huai. She immediately shuddered and wondered if he was responsible for the corpses of the sword cultivators they had encountered before.
He didn't know what had happened to him, but it was obvious that he was no longer an ordinary person, and could even be classified as a demon!
Just as Shui Wu's heart was beating wildly, Ah Huai actually opened his eyes.
Their eyes met, and she felt dizzy when she saw the pair of dark red eyes. A fear deep in her bones made her want to run away, but the image of Zhuang Rong'er flashed through her mind. She gritted her teeth and took half a step forward, shouting, "I'm asking you! Where is Sister Rong'er?"
Could it be possible, could it be possible that he was secretly harmed by this demon? !
"You are so brave! My brother will not let you go!" She took another half step forward as she spoke, but without Ah Huai making any movement, she seemed to have hit a barrier, or been hit by a heavy blow. She was actually bounced away, and her body directly hit the stone wall two meters behind her.
"Cough..." Shui Wu showed a painful expression and coughed up blood.
She slid down the stone wall, raised her hand to touch her chest, and after the unbearable pain subsided, she opened her eyes wide in surprise and her whole body was shaking.
I was shocked and angry, but it was mostly due to instinct.
"Miss Shui—" Lu Baozhen was horrified. Her face was pale as a swan and she hurried over to squat beside Shui Wu, at a loss as to whether to help her or not. "What should we do? Are you okay?"
Shui Wu's chest was heaving violently, and she didn't look well, but her mind had never been so clear. She signaled Lu Baozhen to be quiet, then put her shaking hands into her arms and pulled out the silver mirror that she had taken out once when she first dealt with the Nether Wolf.
She wiped some blood from her lips onto the silver mirror, coughing and saying to it, "Shui Jue, I'm in the cave beneath the secret realm of the Wanjian Mountain Cave Heaven. Find a way to tear through space and come here. If you don't come quickly, you'll have to wait for your sister's body and Sister Rong'er to be collected..."
When she mentioned Sister Rong'er, a stone wall suddenly descended in front of them. There was a rumbling sound accompanied by a lot of dust that was blown up. Shui Wu was so scared that her voice trembled, and Lu Baozhen even screamed.
The stone wall fell right in front of them, isolating the space between them and Ah Huai. It was just a little bit away from falling on them, but it didn't.
Otherwise, the two of them would have been smashed into two pieces of meat patties, without even being able to breathe.
Before the stone wall completely fell, Shui Wu saw Ah Huai sitting motionless, his brows furrowed, and he closed his eyes again.
The passage was completely blocked and he isolated himself inside.
What is he thinking about?
…
Only Ah Huai himself knows what is going on in his mind.
He kept thinking about Zhuang Rong'er's appearance.
It almost became a fantasy, a fantasy that he did not run away, but stayed and held her in his arms again as he pleased.
He sniffed her scent, kissed her earlobe, touched her lips with his fingers, and caressed her whole body as if she was channeling spiritual energy for him.
In the fantasy, Zhuang Rong'er hesitantly stroked his back with her fingertips, her movements slow but indulgent.
His heart seemed to be tightly gripped, and he was unable to resist the slight and piercing throbbing.
Even though he knew clearly that it was just a fantasy - an absurd, greedy, and unspeakable delusion.
It was just a means for him to resist pain, loss and confusion.
His pain still did not go away, it did not end after some mutation occurred in his body.
After Ah Huai separated from Zhuang Rong'er, an indescribable intuition guided him to the end of a fork in the cave.
Here, he saw the blood-red Ganoderma lucidum growing from the eye sockets of the skull.
Get close to it, pick it, eat it - the fighting power in his body still exists, and the third latent power is still lurking in his heart, even urging him to do these things.
He didn't know what this blood-red Ganoderma lucidum was, but it attracted him strongly, as if it was a heart flowing out of his body.
He was eager to put it back where it belonged.
...Even if it's poison, so what?
Could things get any worse than they already are?
He is not even an ordinary person. He was corroded by corpse poison and became a unique alien species.
It was with this kind of mental journey that Ah Huai took the blood-red Ganoderma lucidum.
Or, that's not called swallowing. The first time his hand touched it, the Ganoderma lucidum actually extended and became ethereal like a vine, climbing up around his fingers little by little, and constantly disappearing into his body in the process.
After most of the Ganoderma lucidum's body was passively "swallowed" by him, his head was splitting with pain, and his body felt like a fire was burning inside, burning unbearably.
It was as if something deep in his soul was torn apart, and endless power rushed out along one of his meridians.
Just like that moment under the sea of stars that day, he had felt a similar experience before he took the sword from the air, but that time it was brief and abrupt, while this time it was continuous like a stream, constantly washing his dry nerves.
The springs in the desert are moistened by the dew bit by bit, and the mountain torrents bursting out of the cracks surge through every limb.
——He knew that this was spiritual power.
was one of the questions he had asked Yu Huansheng.
He was indeed not an ordinary person without any spiritual veins, but was the awakening of his spiritual veins at this moment due to the corpse poison, or because of the blood-red Ganoderma lucidum he took later?
Somehow, he seemed to know it was the latter.
But he seemed unable to suppress the riot of spiritual power.
Ah Huai, who was sitting quietly beside the stone wall, was as steady as a rock. Outsiders could not tell what was happening in his body at a glance. Only his brows were furrowed tighter, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly above his closed eyes. After a while, a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
However, the blood was dark black in color.
The blood flowed down his jaw, brushed against the edge of the butterfly tattoo on his shoulder, and smudged onto his clothes like ink.
...He has a secret hidden in him, and one day, he will reveal it himself.
The sound of the stone wall being pried open rumbled again, and Ah Huai suddenly opened his eyes.
But the person who broke into the space he blocked was not Shui Wu, but a strange man.
He looked to be in his thirties or forties, tall and thin to the point of being a little haggard.
The clothes he was wearing should have been very impressive, but now they were covered with wrinkles and stained with blood.
Most importantly, his eyes looked a bit evil red.
Ah Huai suppressed his disordered internal breath and looked at him.
If this person came one step closer, he would be attacked by his instincts just like Shui Wu.
This person seemed to know him and was looking for him specifically. After seeing him, he stood further behind the position where he would be blown away by the spiritual energy and did not move forward.
He simply said to Ah Huai in a somewhat hoarse voice: "There is a piece of unbreakable bone in Zhuang Rong'er's Qiankun bag. You should go get it and give it to her."
“…”
"Only you can," he said.
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