Chapter 18: She Deserves to Die

By the time Fang Yizhou realized something was wrong, it was too late.

After Li Yang left, the thick fog dissipated naturally.

Feng Yao stood beside the spiritual plant in a daze, holding the broken Wanshe Fruit in her hand.

She pursed her lips, feeling very guilty: “Big Brother, I didn’t protect you well…”

Before he could finish his words, the man finally saw the true face of the red fruit and his expression changed completely: “Throw it away!”

“?” Feng Yao was confused.

There was a rustling sound beside me.

She lowered her head and was almost frightened by the scene before her.

Snakes. Lots of snakes.

The attack power of the monsters in the foundation-building stage is average, but they are very scary when they gather together densely.

From the ground, from the trees, from all directions.

Countless snakes crawled towards the group, with faint green light in their pupils.

This was the first time Feng Yao saw such a scene.

She followed the disciples of Danwang Sect into the secret realm, and the places they had visited before were not very dangerous.

After a scream, she hurriedly pushed down a sword cultivator in front of her and ran to hide behind Fang Yizhou.

Poor wandering cultivator, he was entangled by countless snakes, struggling, in pain, and screaming loudly.

Fang Yizhou snatched the Wanshe Fruit from Feng Yao’s hand and quickly threw it away.

The man gnashed his teeth and said, “You’ve been in Danwang Sect for so long, and you’ve never eaten pork or seen a pig run? You don’t even recognize the Ten Thousand Snake Fruit?”

Feng Yao was stunned, her eyes reddened.

Song Heng spoke up for her: “Junior Sister is a sword cultivator, it’s normal that she doesn’t know these things, Senior Brother, what should we do?”

After the Ten Thousand Snake Fruit was thrown out, most of the snakes ran over there.

But there were still a small number of snakes that gathered around them, spreading a dangerous aura.

“What else can we do?” Fang Yizhou said unhappily, “Run!”

The alchemy cultivator was actually tricked by two sword cultivators when it came to spiritual plants, which made him feel ashamed.

The reason why the snake fruit is called this name is because once it is picked, the smell it emits can attract thousands of snakes nearby.

There are already dozens of them gathered on the ground, and they are still emerging continuously.

Fang Yizhou discussed with the wandering cultivators and flew away with their help.

The miserable swordsman just stretched out his hand towards them, and was abandoned before he could even ask for help.

Fortunately, the snakes could not cause much damage to cultivators of their level. The sword cultivator could only grit his teeth, find a teleportation array nearby, and leave first.

“It’s useless. There are still many snakes chasing us.” The casual cultivator was flying in the sky with the alchemy cultivator, his voice a little collapsed.

Wherever we went, snakes would pop up.

They had nowhere to go.

The legendary safest and most beloved secret realm of medicinal stones by alchemists was turned into a dangerous instance by them.

“Maybe we didn’t run far enough.”

Feng Yao tightly grasped Fang Yizhou’s clothes and encouraged him in a low voice: “Everyone, try harder.”

A group of people flew back and forth in the sky.

Li Yang could see them as soon as he looked up.

The girl put her hand on her forehead, looked out, and exclaimed: “They are flying so high.”

Zhuang Churan had a complicated expression.

She clutched her sleeves tightly.

The woman appears to be very decisive outside, but in fact, she is afraid of snakes.

I don’t know how the junior sister managed to watch a snake passing by on the ground so calmly.

Li Yang even kindly pointed the way to the snake: “This way.”

I just don’t know if snakes can understand.

She clapped her hands: “Second Senior Sister, we…”

When he turned around, Li Yang finally noticed that Zhuang Churan’s face was a little pale, and curiously leaned over to poke her: “Second Senior Sister, are you afraid of snakes?”

“without……”

For a sword cultivator like her who regards fighting as her life, letting others know her weaknesses is a very shameful and dangerous thing.

Li Yang lowered his head in thought, as if he understood, and immediately pulled Zhuang Churan pitifully: “I’m glad you’re not afraid, but I’m so scared, Second Senior Sister, we have to leave quickly.”

Zhuang Churan was slightly startled, his pupils frozen.

He let his junior sister hold his hand and ran in another direction away from the people of Wanjian Sect.

Since there were people up there, Li Yang didn’t plan to fly his sword. He just wanted to walk around to see if there were any spiritual plants that could be picked.

She was afraid of being discovered by Fang Yizhou as she was flying on the sword.

A fight would be fine, but if these people chased them, they would all die.

So at this time, Li Yang seemed very well-behaved.

Zhuang Churan discovered something.

Junior sister seems to be very lucky. She can always accurately avoid danger and find spiritual plants that can be picked.

Staying away from the people of Danwang Sect, she could no longer see the snakes and finally returned to normal.

Li Yang was digging spiritual plants with great effort. She watched from the side and pricked up her ears curiously: “Junior Sister, how do you know all this?”

Li Yang blinked and sighed softly: “Second Senior Sister, you know, my parents died when I was young.”

“When I was wandering alone, no one told me what I could eat and what I couldn’t eat. When I was extremely hungry, I would just eat the monster meat they didn’t want, or stuff any spiritual plants I saw into my mouth.”

Li Yang turned his back to Zhuang Churan, looked up at the sky, his face full of vicissitudes.

“Maybe I’m lucky. I’ve eaten a lot of monster meat, so I won’t be attacked by spiritual energy. I’ve eaten a lot of spiritual plants, so I naturally know their effects.”

Speaking of deep feelings, the girl even wiped the invisible tears from the corners of her eyes: “There is no such thing as a genius, there are just many people who carry heavy burdens.”

Zhuang Churan was stunned by what she said.

Junior sister has actually been through so much.

Yes, she had never seen any cultivator who could eat monster meat in big mouthfuls like her junior sister.

It was precisely because of her previous extraordinary experiences and her near-death experiences that she became what she is today.

No one can envy or imitate her current appearance.

As she thought about it, the woman actually felt a little soft-hearted. Why would she ask such a question?

She deserves to die!

Zhuang Churan touched Li Yang’s head and said guiltily: “Little Junior Sister, don’t be sad.”

“From now on, just tell me what you want to eat, even if it’s a monster. As long as I can get it for you, I will definitely help.”

Li Yang was so touched that he went over to cling to her: “Wow, Second Senior Sister, you are such a good person. You are the best person I have ever met and the best person to me.”

“Second Senior Sister, the black gold pigs here look so fat, can you catch a few for me?”

There are also monsters in the Yaoshi Secret Realm, but there are fewer monsters and their locations are scattered, so it is safer than other secret realms.

Most of the black gold pigs are at the foundation-building stage, so Zhuang Churan has no difficulty in beating them.

Without saying a word, she picked up the Jinghong Sword and said, “Catch them. I’ll catch a few big ones for you.”

At the same time, several people in the sky were being chased by snakes.

On the way, they encountered two mountains and a group of sword cultivators flew separately.

Fang Yizhou noticed something was wrong and looked down: “Why is the snake only chasing us and not others?”

He finally noticed something, and his handsome face darkened completely: “Why is there snake fruit juice on your sleeves?”

The juice of the snake fruit is the same as ordinary water to monks, not sticky and has no taste.

But for snakes, it has a fatal attraction.

Feng Yao was at a loss: “I… I just…”

In a panic, she made up an excuse: “It must have been Li Yang who smeared it on it.”