145: Chapter 145 The Bone-Corroding Poisonous Forest

The next seven days became the darkest moment in the life of the Yuan-Devouring Cyan-Armored Turtle.

That sickening stench lingered like a shadow, as if it were tightly stuck to the tip of its nose and refused to dissipate.

What was even more fatal was that those sticky "hidden weapons" fell from the sky irregularly twenty-four hours a day, smashing into it before it could guard against them.

Until the morning of the eighth day, when it had finally managed to fall peacefully asleep, an unprecedented, even stronger and more pungent stench suddenly drifted toward the tip of its nose.

"Roar!!!"

Breaking out of the water once again, the Yuan-Devouring Cyan-Armored Turtle was extremely frantic, launching indiscriminate attacks toward the surrounding dense forest. The shockwave instantly uprooted the surrounding trees, and wood chips and soil formed Dragon tornadoes that danced all over the sky.

However, the giant beast clearly had no intention of stopping there. With bloodshot eyes, it pushed horizontally inch by inch toward the distant dense forest.

The formidable Spiritual Pressure forced the surrounding Yao Beasts to flee in all directions. For a time, this originally dark and tranquil dense forest was forcefully driven by it into a small-scale beast tide.

At this moment, two sneaky figures had already slipped secretly into the lake under the concealment of a mysterious power.

These two figures were naturally you and Lin Bufan.

After diving for nearly the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, you finally saw the huge purple flower in the exact center of the lake.

"Eh? It's actually a Purple Spirit Cyan-Veined Fruit."

Ring Old Man let out a cry of surprise.

"What is special about this fruit?"

Hearing this, Lin Bufan immediately leaned forward, curiously examining the fruit shimmering with purple light at the center of the flower.

"It can be considered the top grade among Lifespan-extending fruits."

Speaking of this, Ring Old Man gave a strange laugh:

"Hehe, I wonder which old monster painstakingly raised it for so many years. Now that you guys have stolen the fruits of his labor, he's probably going to vomit blood from heartache."

"Teacher~"

You stared ardently at the purple fruit, your well-behaved voice sounding out at the right time.

"Should we pick it directly?"

"Do you see the green light threads connecting the purple fruit to the center of the flower?"

Ring Old Man's figure floated out from the ring, pointing at the center of the purple flower.

"When picking this fruit, avoid using brute force at all costs. You need to transform your spiritual power into threads, following the direction of the green spiritual veins on the purple fruit, and inch by inch strip away its connection to the giant flower beneath your feet."

Pausing for a moment, a hint of gloating crept into his tone, and he continued with a look of watching a good show:

"Once your spiritual power goes out of control midway or you snap the spiritual veins, the efficacy of this ten-thousand-year spiritual fruit will be greatly discounted, or even reduced to a useless fruit."

After Ring Old Man finished speaking, he originally expected to see nervous and solemn expressions on you two, only to find that both of you were staring brightly at him.

The old man's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and the smile on his face slowly collapsed. You really didn't let him off, an old man, at all!

A moment later, you happily tucked the purple fruit into the system space.

After all, among the three people here... two people and one ghost, Ring Old Man is a spiritual body and naturally has no use for it; whereas Lin Bufan wore a look of utter disdain, bluntly stating that with his current cultivation speed, it would be impossible for him to live long enough to see his Lifespan dry up in this lifetime.

Thus, only you, a weak little nobody, needed to extend your Lifespan.

Although this brat had invisibly flexed hard on you once again, you still stood on tiptoe, leaned close to him, and gently dropped a kiss on his cheek:

"Junior Brother~"

Your eyes flickered, and you called out softly.

"Senior Sister~"

He responded in a low voice, looking at you ardently.

Just as the two of you were gazing affectionately at each other and the atmosphere was thick, an earth-shaking roar suddenly came from afar.

"Let's hurry and leave, that turtle is coming back soon."

The old man's disgusted voice came from your ears, and the two of you smiled at each other, everything understood without a word...

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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed.

A caravan was slowly weaving through the deep dense forest. At the very end of the procession, a plainly dressed man and woman with unremarkable looks were following unhurriedly.

They seemed to be constantly on guard against the surrounding crises, but in reality, their minds had long since wandered afar.

"Junior Brother, according to the map markings, in another half a month we will be able to enter the hinterland of the Bone-Corroding Poison Forest."

You looked at the gloomy jungle ahead, your tone full of unshakable worry.

"Can that childhood sweetheart of yours really help you obtain a Gu worm? There won't be any danger, right?"

Listening to your repetitive nagging over these past few days, a trace of helpless yet pampered smile welled up in the depths of Lin Bufan's eyes.

Taking advantage of the concealment of his wide sleeves, he quietly reached out and gently hooked your little finger.

"Senior Sister, don't worry, Qianer grew up with me. Although she only confessed her true identity to me a few years ago, her character is definitely trustworthy."

Tsk~ Definitely trustworthy~

Of course she's trustworthy, that little girl doesn't just see you as a brother!

You muttered inwardly, taking the opportunity to reach out and hold his palm, while already plotting in your heart how to pull that little girl into your own camp so that everything could be foolproof.

"Alert!"

The Cultivator responsible for scouting ahead suddenly sent out a signal.

At this moment, you were already in the Bone-Corroding Poison Forest, one of the five major poisonous lands of Chanming Prefecture. Compared to the primitive dense forest you had walked through earlier, the degree of crisis here rose linearly.

Not to mention all kinds of poisonous insects, the surrounding air was filled with a suffocating, fishy-sweet miasma, and even the light carried a somewhat uncomfortable light purple hue.

The reason why you chose to conceal your appearances and sneak into this caravan was precisely because they could not only provide special detoxifying pills, but also help you block the questioning and harassment of various forces along the way, saving a lot of trouble.

The Bone-Corroding Poison Forest was the territory of the Miao clan among the Three Palaces and Four Clans, and Lin Qianqian's original name was indeed Miao Qianqian.

And besides the Miao family, the small and medium-sized forces here were also much denser than in other places, because this natural poisonous land was a paradise for Gu Cultivators and poison Cultivators.

The commotion ahead intensified. The two of you exchanged glances, and your figures quietly blended into the crowd.

"This Senior, our Baicao Caravan has already paid the full amount of passing Spirit Stones to your esteemed sect. I wonder why you are still blocking us?"

The caravan steward forcefully suppressed the doubt and panic in his heart, stepped forward, and cupped his hands in a salute.

Following his gaze, one could see that at the front of the procession, several Cultivators dressed in dark green warrior attire were lined up in a row. In front of them, an old man whose figure was as skinny as a stick stood with his hands behind his back, firmly blocking the way.

"Jie jie..."

The old man let out a creepy strange laugh, his hoarse voice slowly sounding in the dead-silent dense forest:

"We suspect that there are unidentified dangerous figures mixed into your team, and we must conduct an inspection."

"This..."

Hearing this, the caravan steward's expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

What kind of reason was that? Even people deliberately picking a fight wouldn't talk like that, right?

What did it mean by unidentified dangerous figures?

Half of their caravan consisted of temporarily recruited Loose Cultivator guards. Weren't those all unidentified figures?

In the crowd, seeing that old man's unrelenting posture, doubts gradually arose in your heart. Why did you always encounter such things rushing all the way here?

However, when your gaze swept over Lin Bufan's eager figure, you suddenly had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Could it be that they were coming specifically for this brat again...

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