73: Chapter 73 A Dead Man Delivering Packages? This Spider is Perfect for Making Wine!

"A miniature coffin?"

Zhou Mingyue was startled by her own thought and instinctively took two steps back, hiding behind Su Yang.

"Boss... this person is so strange, and he smells terrible, like he hasn't bathed in a month."

"Smells?"

Su Yang walked over, waving his folding fan, and stopped three paces away from the delivery guy.

He didn't rush to take the black box, but instead looked the pale delivery man up and down, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"It's not just a smell; it's the stench of a corpse."

"Buddy, it's just a delivery, you don't have to risk your life for it, right?"

"Cargo... delivered..."

The delivery man completely ignored Su Yang's teasing; his cloudy eyeballs rotated mechanically, and then his arms stiffly pushed forward.

The long black box tipped straight toward Su Yang's chest.

Su Yang didn't reach out to catch it; instead, he lightly tapped his toes on the ground and drifted backward half a meter.

Clatter!

The black box hit the ground with a heavy thud.

The moment the box hit the ground, the delivery man, like a machine that had completed its final mission, shuddered violently.

Immediately after, a hair-raising scene unfolded.

Pfft—!

His skin began to rapidly rot and turn black, like a wax figure melted by high heat.

Countless black beetles, only the size of a grain of rice, crawled out from his eye sockets, nostrils, and ears.

In just a few seconds.

A living person, right before everyone's eyes, turned into a puddle of black pus and corpse beetles crawling all over the ground!

"Ah!!! Bugs! So many bugs!"

Zhou Mingyue screamed in fright and nearly jumped onto Su Yang's back.

Those corpse beetles seemed to smell the scent of living people and immediately changed direction.

Like a black tide, they surged toward the nearest people, Su Yang and Zhou Mingyue.

"Hmph, playing with bugs on my turf?"

Su Yang's eyes turned cold, and he stomped one foot heavily on the ground.

"Spiritual Field Suppression!"

Hum—!

The newly opened Spiritual Field seemed to sense its master's will.

The black soil on the ground rippled slightly, and an invisible Spiritual Pressure burst forth instantly.

Those corpse beetles, which were originally fierce, were suppressed by this pure Spiritual Qi; it was like encountering a natural predator, and they let out sizzling shrieks.

Afterward, their black carapaces began to smoke, and in less than a moment, they all turned into black ash, becoming fertilizer for the Spiritual Field.

"This... it's all gone?"

Zhou Mingyue peeked her head out from behind Su Yang, looking at the ground covered in black ash, still feeling a lingering fear.

"This is the wonderful utility of the Spiritual Field."

Su Yang smiled lightly, "This kind of filthy thing is perfect as fertilizer for my flowers and plants."

After dealing with those disgusting bugs, Su Yang's gaze finally fell on the black box.

The box was made of high-quality sunk wood.

It was carved with many incomprehensible, twisted runes, emitting an uncomfortable, chilly aura.

"Boss, this wouldn't be a bomb, would it?"

Zhou Mingyue said with concern.

"A bomb? That would be better."

Su Yang squatted down and lightly flicked the lid of the box with his finger.

"Click."

The box wasn't locked and opened at the sound.

Whoosh—!

A cloud of red poisonous mist instantly sprayed out from the box!

"Careful!"

Su Qingcheng exclaimed and was about to rush over to protect her master.

But Su Yang seemed to have anticipated it; the moment the poisonous mist sprayed out, he had already held his breath and simultaneously waved his folding fan violently.

A strong wind arose, directly blowing the poisonous mist away.

And after the poisonous mist dissipated.

The thing inside the box finally revealed its true form.

Inside, it was lined with a layer of red silk.

Resting on the silk was a fist-sized... completely blood-red... spider with a ghost face pattern on its back...

Big spider!

This spider wasn't dead; instead, the moment the box opened, its eight legs, covered in barbs, contracted violently, and then it shot toward Su Yang's face like a red cannonball!

Its speed was so fast that it even left a red afterimage in the air!

"Ah!"

Zhou Mingyue covered her eyes in fright.

However.

The expected scream did not come.

Only a soft "slap" sound was heard.

Zhou Mingyue peeked through her fingers.

She saw Su Yang holding a pair of long chopsticks that he had conjured from nowhere, steadily clamping onto the body of the ghost-faced spider.

No matter how the spider struggled or brandished its poisonous fangs, it couldn't break free from the restraint of those chopsticks.

"Yo, what a big crab... oh no, spider."

Su Yang examined the prey on his chopsticks with great interest.

"Ghost-Faced Blood Spider, one of the ten great poisonous Gu of Nanyang; this thing is a rare find."

"It is said that soaking it in wine can strengthen Yang and nourish the kidneys; I don't know if it's true."

"Strengthen... Yang?"

Mary and Su Qingcheng, who were nearby, looked at each other, both seeing speechlessness in the other's eyes.

Their master's focus was always so unique.

"Hum—!!!"

Just then, in Su Yang's System space, that golden egg began to vibrate again.

And this time, it was even more urgent than when it absorbed the demon core just now.

Eat!

I want to eat!

This is crunchy! Tastes like chicken!

Su Yang's mind even automatically translated the egg's intention.

"Alright, alright, fine, I'll give it to you; you're really a reincarnated starving ghost."

Su Yang shook his head helplessly, and while no one was paying attention, he flipped his wrist and threw the invaluable Ghost-Faced Blood Spider directly into the System space.

"Crunch, crunch..."

The teeth-aching sound of chewing came from the space again.

"Ding! The Divine Beast egg has absorbed one [Ghost-Faced Blood Spider]!"

"Hatching progress increased to: 15%!"

After dealing with this "welcome gift," Su Yang finally looked at the bottom of the box.

There was also a red letter pressed underneath.

The material of the letter paper was very special; it felt slippery to the touch, like... human skin.

The writing on it was also written in fresh blood, exuding a thick aura of resentment and venom.

[Su Yang:]

[You ruined my Painted Skin array and destroyed a thousand years of my painstaking effort.]

[This Ghost-Faced Spider is just an appetizer.]

[On the fifteenth of July, when the Ghost Gate opens, I will personally come to Jiangzhou to take your dog's life and refine your Divine Soul!]

[Signature: Black Witchcraft Cult · Ghost Granny]

"Black Witchcraft Cult? Ghost Granny?"

Su Yang looked at the content of the letter, his eyebrows slightly raised.

This name sounds a bit familiar.

It seems I've seen it in some supernatural miscellany.

It is said to be an evil cult active in Southeast Asia, specializing in cultivating various sinister head-lowering spells and Gu techniques.

That Painted Skin Madam was actually raised by this so-called Ghost Granny?

"Interesting."

A ball of flame emerged from Su Yang's palm, burning the human-skin letter into ashes.

"The fifteenth of July, huh?"

"Perfect, by then my Divine Beast should be hatched."

"I hope this Ghost Granny can bring more of these delicious bugs then."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid my Rice Bucket won't be full."

Su Yang clapped his hands, stood up, and waved at the people who were still in a daze.

"Alright, don't just stand there."

"The trash is cleared, continue the music and continue the dance."

"Mary, go pour me a cup of tea; that chocolate I ate earlier was a bit cloying."

"Yes! Master!"

The courtyard returned to peace once again.

Meanwhile.

Far away in an ancient cave deep in the mountains, thousands of miles away.

"Pfft—!"

An old woman in a black robe, sitting cross-legged on a pile of skeletons, suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"My Ghost-Faced Spider!"

"Su Yang... if I don't kill you, I swear I won't be human!!!"

A shrill roar echoed in the cave, startling countless bats.