After about half a cup of tea's time, Shen Yunhao's voice came again.
"It seems you're not interested in our cooperation... What a pity, I was hoping to slack off a bit..."
Shen Yunhao lowered his head and gently stroked the wisteria vine wrapped around his wrist.
"I'm sorry, Zi'er, I've disturbed your rest again..."
Shen Yunhao raised his right hand and took out a drop of blood from the copper ring—it was the blood from the severed fish tail.
Shen Yunhao dripped blood onto the wisteria. The wisteria, having absorbed the blood, turned slightly red and its aura fluctuated.
"Go, Zi'er, it's up to you. Catch this little mouse for me..."
The next moment, the wisteria suddenly unfurled, and countless tiny tendrils split off from the main body, spreading like a spider web into the depths of the cave.
These vines, as thin as hair, can easily squeeze into the narrowest crevices, seemingly searching for prey by following the scent of blood.
Deep inside the grotto, Fang Hong hadn't been healing for long when she discovered that countless thin purple vines had appeared in the crevices of the surrounding rocks and were wrapping around her.
"What the hell is this?!"
No longer caring about healing, he hurriedly burrowed deeper, but he was surrounded by wisteria on all sides and soon became completely entangled by it.
"ah!"
With a scream, Fang Hong was horrified as the wisteria vines, covered in thorns, were absorbing her blood and spiritual energy!
If this continues, she'll be sucked dry in no time.
"No! No! I promise you! Please, please let me go!"
Shen Yunhao said in a deep voice, "Then get out here! My patience is limited..."
"..."
When the carp swam out of the crevice, its crimson scales were scattered and dull, and wisteria vines, which were drawing blood, were still wrapped around its body.
"Save me! Spare my life, I'll do anything you ask!"
Shen Yunhao ignored her and instead looked at the reddening wisteria with a furrowed brow.
After failing to communicate, Shen Yunhao had no choice but to cut open his own palm.
The moment the blood began to seep out, the wisteria seemed to sense something more attractive. They released the carp, retreated back into Shen Yunhao's palm, and began to gently lick the bleeding wound.
"This girl... doesn't have much consciousness left, but she's still thinking about her stinky brother..."
Shen Yunhao smiled lightly, ignored her, and turned to look at Fang Hong, who had already transformed back into a woman.
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