Chapter 167 My Darling, Tang San!
The valley is still the same valley.
But that little thatched hut was now deserted.
Erming stood in front of the empty thatched hut, stunned.
Looking further into the valley,
Flowers bloom in profusion, vegetation flourishes, and everything vie for attention.
A fairyland.
But Erming, who had learned his lesson before, couldn't help but think that it looked like a monster with its mouth wide open.
It's so frightening.
He hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and rushed in.
This time he learned his lesson and walked cautiously, keeping his eyes and ears open.
Even so, I was still constantly annoyed by those poisonous plants and insects.
They hadn't walked more than a few steps when they startled an old man.
With a wave of his hand, the old man released a swarm of red mosquitoes that covered the sky!
Erming was so frightened that he turned and ran away!
He ran out of the valley, collapsed on the ground, and gasped for breath.
"No... I can't do it alone..."
He got up and looked west.
Lingshan!
We have no choice but to go there to rescue them, and it'll also be a good opportunity to see Xiao Wu!
He gritted his teeth, mounted a cloud, and flew westward.
The dungeon of the Li ethnic group in the mountains.
The screams have been echoing for three whole days.
"Speak! Where is the army deployed?!"
"This humble monk... truly... doesn't know... ah—!"
Another five-colored venomous snake bit his leg, causing Tang San to convulse and his face to contort.
The few Li people watching looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Elder, this guy is too stubborn."
A young member of the tribe wiped the sweat from his brow:
"We've tried every poison we could find, but he still won't speak."
The old man frowned.
That's strange.
He has lived for hundreds of years and has never seen such a tough person.
Just then—
"Huh?"
A member of the tribe responsible for caring for the poisonous insects suddenly cried out in alarm:
"Elder! Come quickly!"
The crowd gathered around.
The tribesman pointed at a brightly colored venomous snake, his voice trembling:
"This Soul-Devouring Python...it...it has advanced!"
"What?!"
The old man pushed through the crowd and peered closer to take a closer look.
That Soul-Devouring Python was originally just an ordinary venomous creature with a hundred years of cultivation.
But now, a golden pattern has appeared on its body, and its aura has become much stronger!
This is... a sign of advancement!
"How did you do that?"
The old man was incredulous.
The tribesman swallowed hard and pointed at Tang San inside the large urn:
"It...it was like this after it bit that person."
Everyone turned to look at Tang San.
Tang San was now bitten to pieces, his body covered in wounds and dripping with blood.
But he was still panting.
Even... those wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The old man's pupils contracted.
He walked quickly to the large urn and carefully examined Tang San.
The more I looked, the brighter my eyes became.
"Try again."
He said in a deep voice.
Another venomous snake was thrown in.
hiss--
Take a bite.
Tang San screamed in agony.
But that snake's aura was noticeably stronger!
"Try again!"
Another venomous spider was thrown in.
The same result.
"Try again!"
"Try again!"
They tried seven or eight kinds of poisons in a row, and each one improved Tang San to varying degrees after biting him!
One of the scorpions even broke through its bottleneck on the spot!
The entire dungeon was in an uproar!
"What...what kind of monster is this?!"
One of the clansmen stammered.
A glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes:
"Not a monster—it's a treasure!"
"An incredible treasure!"
Tang San was in excruciating pain, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses:
"You bunch of...barbarians! This humble monk is...the pilgrim on the journey to the West! He is a holy monk personally appointed by the Buddha!"
"Aren't you afraid of retribution for humiliating this poor monk like this?!"
The old man smiled:
"Retribution? What retribution?"
Tang San gritted his teeth:
"The cycle of cause and effect is inescapable! The suffering you have inflicted on this poor monk today will be repaid a hundredfold in the future!"
"This humble monk traveled westward for the sake of all living beings, yet you treat him like this—you are the sinners of the world! The enemies of all living beings!"
"Once I am freed, I will surely make Buddha unleash his wrath and cast you barbarians into the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reborn!"
The more he cursed, the smoother he became, and those high-sounding words just kept coming out.
The Li people rolled their eyes at this.
"Alright, alright, stop howling."
The old man waved his hand:
"Give him a lip."
"Ughhhhh—!"
Tang San struggled desperately, but his mouth was still stuffed with a rag.
"From today onwards, he will be our 'nourishment'."
The old man looked at the still restless poisonous insects, his eyes filled with excitement:
"Bring all these treasures over here, and let him feed them in turns!"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
"The elder is wise!"
"Our Li ethnic group is going to be rich now!"
A group of people excitedly began to set up.
Little Fairy Doctor stood aside, watching this scene, her brows furrowed slightly.
She felt a little reluctant.
But Tang San... his insults were too harsh.
"Saintess".
An elder walked up to her and whispered:
"Don't think we're cruel. This man is riding a military horse, leading monsters, and even announcing the name of Chaoge himself—what else could he be but a spy?"
"And look, he recovered after being bitten. What does that mean? It means he's not an ordinary person!"
"Perhaps they are special spies trained by the Shang Dynasty, specifically for gathering information."
"We can use it to raise poisonous insects, which will not only enhance our strength but also punish our enemies. It's a win-win situation."
Another elder also came over:
"That's right, Holy Maiden. Just think about it, if all our poisonous insects advance to the next level, who will dare to bully our Shanli tribe in the future?"
"No matter how powerful that Shang Dynasty is, they'll have to think twice!"
After a moment of silence, Little Fairy Doctor finally looked away.
never mind.
Let's just pretend we didn't see it.
Inside the dungeon, poisonous insects scrambled to crawl all over Tang San.
They bit him until he was covered in blood, then watched him slowly recover, and then bit him again.
Tang San's screams were muffled by the rag in his throat, and he could only make "uh-uh" sounds.
But those eyes were still glaring at people desperately, as if they wanted to glare everyone to death.
Nobody paid him any attention.
...
Before the sky.
Countless people stared at Tang San on the screen, their eyes turning red.
"This Tang San... he really is a treasure!"
"I'd heard before that he could be reborn after being eaten, and now we've discovered he can raise poisonous insects—isn't this a walking elixir of life?"
"Why isn't he back yet? If he does come back, I'll try to take a bite out of him too..."
Throughout the entire Douluo Continent and Doupo Continent, countless people were eager to make their move.
...
Alcatraz Island.
Demonic energy roamed freely, and black mist surged.
The island is teeming with all sorts of ferocious and bizarre spirit beasts. Some are tearing and fighting, some are devouring their own kind, and some are lying on rocks with bloodthirsty glints in their eyes.
This is Alcatraz.
A paradise for a group of vicious and ruthless people.
At this moment, all the demons on the island stared at the sky, their eyes filled with greed.
"Damn it! Why isn't that monk back yet?!"
A three-headed octopus monster roared:
"If I could bite him, I'd definitely advance!"
"Come back? Even if you did, it wouldn't be your turn!" a giant python engulfed in flames sneered.
"This treasure should naturally belong to the Demon God!"
"Demon God? Heh..."
In the corner, a large man with long black hair smiled sinisterly.
Behind him, a sharp tiger tail barb swayed gently, emitting an eerie glow.
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