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"I'm just worried you might be scared..." Why am I so skeptical?
Seeing my disbelief, the Old Taoist hurriedly tried to explain. But Grandma wouldn’t give him that chance.
It seemed like Grandma had retreated into her true form, no longer speaking, only the rustling of leaves whispered her inner fury.
"Where are we?" I asked as I looked around.
The Old Taoist stroked his chin, glancing left and right with a deep expression. "If I'm not mistaken, we are already inside her body. In other words, we are currently within the trunk..."
"Can we get out?" I wondered if being inside Grandma's belly for too long would lead to being digested.
The Old Taoist confidently patted his chest. "As long as I'm here, there's no place we can't escape from. Just give me a moment to use the Lightning Summoning Technique, and I'll split this tree in half. Then we can get out... yes, we can get out..."
I shook my head, recalling the Old Taoist's earlier empty bravado. Lightning Summoning Technique? Can you really do that?
"Monk, don't doubt me! I'm a person of great enlightenment... a mere Lightning Summoning Technique is nothing for me!" The Old Taoist seemed to be convincing himself as he spoke.
Suddenly, my shoes felt wet. Looking down, I saw a thick green liquid seeping in from somewhere, already covering my feet.
"It seems this Old Witch wants to drown us. Truly, a woman's heart is the most poisonous," the Old Taoist said with a click of his tongue.
As the liquid rose to my legs, I anxiously asked, "Senior, since you can use the Lightning Summoning Technique, why aren't you using it? This liquid is about to reach our heads..."
The Old Taoist patted my shoulder. "Young people are always so impatient; it's only at your legs right now!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he exclaimed, "Oh no! How is it already at my waist?"
I was unexpectedly amused by the words of the Old Taoist, and my tension eased considerably.
The Old Taoist looked up at the void and said, "Hey, big sister."
Then he shook his head and muttered to himself, "No, she's thousands of years old. It should be Elder Sister."
Clearing his throat again, he continued, "Elder Sister, how about we make a deal? You let us go, and we swear we won't trouble you again. How does that sound?"
I couldn't believe it—was this really a negotiation? Only a fool would agree to that!
I tried everything I could think of, using all the methods at my disposal, but the barrier remained completely unmoved. Meanwhile, the liquid was rising rapidly.
It felt as if we were trapped inside a transparent fish tank.
Seeing me fidgeting in the corner, the Old Taoist shuffled over and asked, "What's your name? How did you end up in this Old Witch's hands?"
I replied, "My name is Ling Feng. You can just call me Ling Feng. I was chased up here by people from Shan Xia."
"Crazy? That's an interesting name. Everyone else calls me Crazy Taoist. Here we are—one old madman and another crazy one..." He casually draped his arm over my shoulder, acting like we were old pals.
The liquid had already reached my chin when the Old Taoist patted my shoulder and said, "Stand back a bit. When I unleash my power, it might hurt you..."
He pointed his sword in the same manner as before and closed his eyes to chant a spell. But this time, his demeanor was completely different.
Gone was the playful attitude; his face was solemn and respectful.
Thunder rumbled in the distance, growing closer with each passing moment.
Suddenly, a blinding flash of lightning struck from above, accompanied by a deafening roar that echoed in my ears, leaving them ringing.
A short gasp escaped my lips, abruptly cut off.
As the scenery shifted before my eyes, we found ourselves back in the forest, completely dry. I touched my clothes and chuckled to myself; it seemed that what Grandma had conjured was merely an illusion. Yet it was so realistic that both Old Taoist and I had failed to notice any flaws.
The massive tree that represented Grandma's true form appeared somewhat disheveled. Half of its branches were still smoking, and the air was thick with the smell of charred wood.
That impressive display of thunder and lightning had only managed to strike down half of it.
Vines swayed around us before swiftly shooting backward.
When the vines returned, they brought with them two robust figures.
Tied up like large dumplings were the Zhu brothers.
Zhu Fei Da struggled violently, fear evident in his voice as he shouted, "Grandma, please let me go... let me go..."
Zhu Fei Er remained very quiet, allowing the vines to drag her along. She cast me a glance and then closed her eyes, waiting for death, like a High Monk who had seen through the worldly troubles.
I don’t know what got into me, but I took my Peach Wood Sword and rushed over, hacking wildly to rescue Zhu Fei Er.
Zhu Fei Er glanced at me and then looked at Zhu Fei Da, who was hanging from the tree.
In my heart, I had a thousand reasons not to save him, but what could I do? I was someone who spoke harshly but had a soft heart. Just as I was about to step in with my sword, I was too late. The tide of vines, like a swarm of ants, quickly turned Zhu Fei Da—a man weighing around two to three hundred pounds—into nothing more than a pile of flesh.
“Hey? There’s even a wild boar here? Are you friends?” The Old Taoist approached, his old face almost pressed against Zhu Fei Er’s as he examined her closely, completely oblivious to the situation.
Zhu Fei Er had just lost her brother, yet the Old Taoist showed no awareness of this. He clicked his tongue in amazement and even reached out to pinch Zhu Fei Er’s cheek.
Zhu Fei Er didn’t seem to mind; she was likely lost in her own sorrow.
After consuming Zhu Fei Da's essence, the old tree seemed to regain some vitality; its previously wilted leaves instantly turned vibrant green again.
After examining the surroundings, the Old Taoist turned back to see the giant tree still standing before us. “You’re down to half your life and still not running?”
The old tree's voice was much weaker now. “As long as I can absorb you all, I’ll be able to restore myself completely. Who knows, my power might even increase…”
“Dream on…” the Old Taoist spat.
With swift hand gestures, he formed a seal, and a massive Golden Talisman appeared behind him before swiftly embedding itself into the trunk of the giant tree.
Time seemed to freeze as the enormous tree transformed into fine ash, slowly dissipating into the air.
A massive pit was left behind in the end, and even the gnarled tree roots could not escape its fate. On the brown soil lay a green crystal.
The Old Taoist had used a powerful technique, his face pale but filled with excitement as he pulled Zhu Fei Er close, chattering away, "Do you know? That talisman took me over ten years to find... How about that? Impressive, right? Isn't it amazing?"
He shook Zhu Fei Er a bit, and only after she nodded did he finally let go.
The green crystal felt gentle in my hand as I brought it closer to the Old Taoist. "This is your trophy..."
He took it, bit down on it lightly, then tossed it back to me. "You can't eat or drink this; what do you want it for? It's a gift for you..."
I hesitated to accept such a valuable item. After some back-and-forth, the Old Taoist grew impatient. "I know what this is. You're a good person; you catch my eye. It's a gift... If you keep pushing, it won't be fun anymore..."
Seeing the sincerity in the Old Taoist's eyes, I decided not to be overly polite. This was an extremely rare Wood Heart.
Truly, this Old Taoist was an extraordinary person!
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