Ascension

Chapter 144 Acid Demon Spider
"Qinhou!"

The hale and hearty old man glanced at the burly man, his eyes flickering, as if he wanted to say something.

But he opened his mouth, but he didn't say the third word after all, and he fell silent.

"Uncle Yong, the village chief hasn't come back yet. I'm afraid Xiaoyu won't be able to survive..."

Qin Hou sighed softly, turned his head, stared at Lord Ye Han, and asked seriously:

"In our village, a child was poisoned by spider poison... Do you have any medicine that can get rid of it?"

"Spider poison?" Ye Hanjun raised his eyebrows, "There are billions of poisons in the world, and you only tell me such basic information, how should I judge?"

"It's the poison of the acid demon spider."

Qin Hou held his breath, and said word by word:

"A Xia Zhao level strong acid demon spider!"

"Are you joking?"

Lord Yehan said strangely:

"How can a child resist the corrosive poison of a strong acid demon spider?"

"Forget it if it's a clay sculpture. The dosage is smaller. It might just be ulcers, perforations, vomiting, and abdominal pain."

"But you said that Kasumi's fetus... there must be other hidden secrets."

"follow me."

Marquis Qin took a deep breath, chased away the spotted tiger and toothed lion, and began to lead the way.

"Lao Liu, let's go."

Ye Hanjun patted the back of the six-legged cow and horse, turned on the reins, and followed slowly.

The hale old man named "Qin Yong" rolled his eyes and lowered his voice to warn:

"If outsiders act rashly after entering the village, don't blame us for being unkind!"

"Ooooooooo!!!"

The big ape beat his chest, the fierce light in his eyes ready to come out.

Although it cannot speak human words, the meaning it wants to express is the same.

"Do not worry."

Ye Hanjun smiled lightly and was noncommittal.

……

Pass through a forest and cross a five-meter-wide stream.

A small village built against the mountains gradually appeared in full view.

Sharpened wooden fences, bonfires everywhere, and rock-built houses... Although the conditions seem to be poor, they are extremely primitive.

But if you look closely, you will see that most of the well-built adult men painted with paint have sharp eyes.

Sensing the intrusion of outsiders, they unconsciously clenched the spears and crossbows in their hands and were on guard with vigilance.

With such a style, the folk customs here must be strong.

Only by working together and helping each other can the village run smoothly.

"Aunt Lin, Uncle Qiu, how is Xiaoyu?"

Qin Hou walked towards a stone house. Before he could enter the door, he started calling from a distance.

"Ah Hou, the situation is not good!"

A middle-aged woman ran out in a hurry, with tears on her cheeks, and said in panic and fear:

"I keep coughing up blood, and my breath of life is getting weaker and weaker!"

"Why hasn't the village chief come back? Did something unexpected happen? What should I do..."

"Aunt Lin, please don't worry."

Qin Hou frowned solemnly, stepped forward, patted the middle-aged woman on the shoulder, and briefly introduced:

"This is someone from outside, saying he is a "scholar." "

"There is nothing we can do now. Why not let him take a look. If we can find a way to delay it, we will thank him very much."

"Outsiders?"

Aunt Lin wiped away her tears and looked at Lord Ye Han with wide eyes.

After looking up and down for several seconds, she was still hesitant and said in disbelief:
"Qin Qiu's camellia dog can't do anything...can he do it?"

"Try it."

After Qin Hou comforted him, he winked at Lord Yehan.

"Lao Liu, you stay outside."

Ye Hanjun tied the reins to a stone pillar and glanced around casually.

There are indeed not many villagers in the mass burial village.

Since entering the village, I haven't seen many children or women.

The people who popped up were all tall and thick grown men with fierce expressions, vaguely blocking his retreat.

After thinking deeply, Lord Ye Han followed Qin Hou into the stone house.

Dang even saw an uncle with a slovenly beard carefully brewing the soup.

Next to him, there was a small camellia dog with a dull coat and cloudy eyes. Judging from its skinny limbs, it seemed to be older than a great ape.

"Ugh..."

There was an unfamiliar breath coming in, and the camellia dog subconsciously bared its teeth.

And on its back, the delicate camellia that should have been golden has long since turned yellow and withered, and you can't smell any fragrance even from a few meters away.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

On the simple bed, a little girl with dark skin was lying flat. Every time her petite body trembled, black blood gushed out from the corner of her mouth.

"At this age..."

"Being able to survive is already the greatest luck..."

Ye Hanjun showed a trace of pity in his eyes and walked forward slowly.

Aunt Lin pursed her lips and was about to speak, when Marquis Qin shook his head at her, indicating to her to wait and see the situation.

"Ugh..."

The old Camellia dog has long understood human nature.

Seeing that its master did not issue an order, it moved away little by little, giving Lord Ye Han a barely able place to stay.

Qin Qiu was still making soup, but he no longer concentrated on it. Instead, he turned his head and stared at Lord Ye Han's movements with slightly nervous eyes.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy.

It seems that if Ye Hanjun does anything strange, he will be killed.

"Wow—"

Ye Hanjun turned a blind eye.

Even though his perception had detected the situation in advance, he still lifted the quilt.

The little girl who came into view was missing a right leg—it was severed from the base of her thigh.

The abdomen, shoulders, arms...other parts were covered with green herbs, and the pungent smell of herbs rushed into the nasal cavity.

"So decisive, when she was showered with strong acid and venom... she cut off her legs immediately?"

Ye Hanjun sighed and picked up a wooden stick on the table.

This wooden stick is only as thick as a finger and as long as a chopstick.

Use it to gently lift a dressing and carefully observe the changes in the wound.

"After all, it was a step too late, and sporadic venom splashed onto the skin in other places."

"It's just a tiny bit, but it became her reminder?"

"Your Excellency has good eyesight."

Qin Hou's heavy face seemed to be dripping with water:

"Our village chief went up the mountain yesterday. If we can find the antidote, we might be able to give this child a chance to survive."

"But until now, he has not returned. If there is a way to alleviate, delay, or treat you... our whole village will remember this friendship and provide you with the help we can."

Lord Ye Han shook his head:
"The venom has penetrated all the internal organs. She will die within an hour at most."

"Xiaoyu!!"

Aunt Lin, who looked sad, seemed unable to bear such a prediction of death, and couldn't help but fell to the ground, crying.

"I don't have the ability to save her," Ye Hanjun said with a normal expression, "But delaying it for two or three days... can still be fought for."

"Then I'll trouble you, sir."

Qin Hou turned his eyes and changed his title unknowingly.

"Just a reminder, even if your village chief can find valuable medicine, it can reduce her toxins."

"After barely surviving, this girl's vitality is also severely damaged. Living to be 30 or [-] years old... is the limit of limits."

"We understand that."

Qin Hou suppressed a breath of boredom, and couldn't help urging:

"Please sir, use your methods."

"If you need us to help, just ask."

"Give me a separate stone house, the quieter the better."

Ye Hanjun nodded and said politely.

……

Without any obstacles, Mr. Ye Han obtained a stone house with a size of [-] square meters.

After closing the window and drawing the animal skin curtains, he rummaged through the medicine basket provided by Qin Qiu, and took out some usable herbs.

Then, he put his palm into the dimensional space bag and took out a heart-protecting pill and a 200-year-old water spirit grass.

To be honest, poison resistance is also Ye Hanjun's weakness, so he must prepare sufficient antidote when going hunting.

But the key problem is that the little girl is too young.

If I let Wokuang bear the strong acid spider venom of Xiazhao level, as long as it is not poured on the eyes, he can even bear it with his body, and it is unlikely to endanger his life.

Not for little girls.

She has survived with a mortal body until now, and all her organs have failed.

To return to a healthy state, the price required is not of the same order of magnitude.

All Ye Hanjun could do was to prepare a more useful dressing, and then use this valuable heart-protecting pill to hang on to her life.

As for whether the village chief can find the antidote and whether he can return within two or three days... this is not something he should consider.

……

In 10 minutes, Mr. Ye Han returned to the stone house at the beginning with a bowl of sticky blue ointment.

He first asked the little girl to swallow the pills, then scraped off the original herbs and replaced them with his own style.

Aunt Lin and Qin Qiu both watched nervously.

After waiting patiently for a few minutes, the little girl's breathing became slightly calmer, and she actually stopped vomiting blood.

After a while, her young face relaxed, and she began to shift from light sleep to deep sleep. At least on the surface, she was no longer tortured by huge pain.

"It's okay." Ye Hanjun confirmed, "Her vital signs will be able to remain stable within two days."

"But starting from the third day, we can only listen to fate. It all depends on how long her will to survive can last..."

"Thank you sir!"

Qin Hou bowed and Aunt Lin also saluted with tears in her eyes.

In this way, after leaving the stone house, before Lord Yehan could say anything, Marquis Qin took the initiative and asked:

"Your Excellency, are you interested in the Mass Burial Mountain?"

"To be precise, I am interested in the ecology of the spirits on the mountain."

Lord Yehan smiled lightly and said, "There are very few demonic spirits in Giant Frog Pond. If I can collect some samples here or capture a few living bodies, it will be of great benefit to my research."

"If this is the case, I sincerely advise you not to go up the mountain." Qin Hou said sincerely: "There were no strong acid demon spiders here, but suddenly one day, this kind of insect-type spirit appeared on the mountain."

"We have tried many methods to eliminate them, but to no avail."

"In the end, I can only watch helplessly as they continue to multiply, becoming more and more numerous, and becoming more and more powerful."

"To this day, there are already as many acid spiders as clay sculptures and Xiazhao."

"We even suspect that a Yuying-level acid demon spider king has appeared on the mountain and has become a lord-like ruler, subtly changing the overall ecological balance..."

After a pause, Qin Hou sighed helplessly:

"With these changes in the situation, even we dare not go up the mountain at will, and rely more on the strength of the old village chief."

"But the village chief is old after all. The village has discussed relocation more than once. It won't be long before we leave here and leave this 'hometown' that has lasted for hundreds of years..."

"Since the acid demon spider has gradually become the overlord of the Mass Burial Mountain."

"So what's going on with the undead and demons?"

Ye Hanjun pondered for a while and asked seriously.

"While not extinct, their numbers and species are certainly declining."

The Marquis of Qin replied:
"The more powerful the demon spider family becomes, the more limited the living space of other species becomes. This is an unavoidable fact."

"That's good." Ye Hanjun felt relieved.

"Sir, are you still planning to go up the mountain?"

Qin Hou hesitated and said:
"You helped us and were kind to us. Logically speaking, we shouldn't just sit idly by."

"But in recent days, our manpower has been very tight, especially since the village chief has not yet returned, and everyone in the village is worried..."

"It doesn't matter." Ye Hanjun already understood what the other party meant, so he couldn't help but interrupt: "I can just go up by myself."

"Tell me more about the situation on the mountain, the more detailed the better."

"Also, you can also express your own opinions on the types and quality of demons that exist in Mass Burial Mountain. After all, you are contracted by the "Dog Demon", so I think you will have some insights. "

"Hmm..." Qin Hou thought and slowly said:

"This mountain is lush with leaves, and [-]% of the places don't see sunlight. It has always been a gathering place for dark creatures."

"The most numerous ones on the mountain are actually not demons, but undead creatures."

"Especially in the dead of night, if you go up the mountain, you will immediately encounter all kinds of skeletons and ghosts..."

Qin Hou glanced at Lord Ye Han:
"Of course, the situation has changed now due to the problem of the acid demon spider."

"With their powerful ability to reproduce, the demon spider family fought to kill many undead, and gradually evolved into a situation where doves occupy the magpie's nest."

"As for demons, they are fewer in number and harder to find. To catch them, you need to put some effort and a little luck."

"In terms of varieties, I have seen probably "Dog Demon", "Pig Demon", "Corpse Demon", "Bat Wing Demon", "Fog Demon"..."

"Is there a "Balrog"? "Ye Hanjun asked back.

"Yes." Qin Hou nodded, "It's just that Yan Mo's character is too violent."

"Those who wander outside often take the initiative to provoke strong acid demon spiders. After forcibly burning a bunch of them to death, they will be overwhelmed by the attracted demon spiders."

"Nowadays, if you want to find the Balrog, you may have to go to the underground cave."

"The mountainside of Mass Burial Mountain is very complicated. Some places extend in all directions, and there are also some bottomless passages that make people tremble. There are crises and opportunities hidden inside..."

……

After chatting for an entire hour, Mr. Ye Han had a rough idea and decided to leave immediately.

The Marquis of Qin tried to dissuade him, but when he saw that his belief was firm, he gave up the idea.

"This mount is not my contracted spirit, it is just my means of transportation."

"You don't have to apologize because you can't accompany me up the mountain. If you can help me look after it for a few days and find some fodder for it to eat, it will be a big help."

"It's simple."

The Marquis of Qin immediately agreed.

His eyes fell on the six-legged cow and horse, and he commented with some curiosity:

"It's called 'Old Six', right? A six-legged mutant cow and horse... This is the first time I've seen it."

"It doesn't seem to be very afraid of people, and its personality is very gentle..."

"Don't worry, we will take good care of you before you come back. I hope you can come back safely and smoothly..."

"correct!"

Qin Hou remembered something and took out a jade token from his arms:
"Our village chief has a rather cruel temperament. If he encounters a stranger in the mountains, he will often treat him as a potential enemy and would rather kill him by mistake than let him go."

"You hold this jade plaque, it is a token of the village."

"If you accidentally touch him, you can escape with this thing..."

"If you are in trouble, you can also ask him for help..."

Ye Hanjun did not refuse and reached out to take it.

What was a little strange to him was that the texture of this jade token was old, like an old object, and it was not very similar to the simple style of the village.

Moreover, there seemed to be some symbols engraved on the front of the jade plaque, but they had become blurred due to too much hand sweat or oil stains.

"This is left by our ancestors, and we don't know it very well."

When asked about this question, Qin Hou scratched his head and didn't care much.

Lord Ye Han didn't take it seriously, put away the jade token, and glanced at the starry sky.

It is normal for people in mass burial villages to not dare to go up the mountain late at night.

But for him, the deeper into the night, the closer the feeling of blood dissolving in water will be stimulated to the extreme.

……

"Baha, Baha..."

The boots stepped on the wet soil, leaving traces of marks.

Holding an oil lamp, Ye Hanjun walked into the mountain road alone, his energy became more and more full.

Darkness—is his home field.

The night that others were in awe of was so charming in his eyes.

"Hm Chi Hm Chi!!"

A panicked wild boar rushed over, as if seeing the lighted oil lamp, it panicked as a sign of guidance.

Its body is splashed with emerald green liquid, like natural fluorescent powder, naturally emitting a strange light.

Before it could reach Lord Yehan, the wild boar fell over.

The supposedly thick pigskin peeled off, the bright red blood mixed with emerald green juice, and the miserable screams resounded continuously.

Ye Hanjun put out the oil lamp and threw it into the bushes.

Under the cover of night, he looked at the fallen wild boar with a calm expression.

"Hiss—"

A group of green spiders the size of buckets chased him, about fifteen of them.

They swarmed on the wild boar's back, constantly piercing with their venom-soaked forelimbs.

Under the severe pain, the wild boar was dying.

By rolling back and forth, it killed several of the smallest and slowest spiders.

Then, the boar's struggle became weaker and weaker.

When it only had its last breath left but was not completely dead, the spiders rushed over again, swarming on its body and feasting on it.

This - is the acid demon spider!
Although it is just a group of small clay sculptures and large clay sculptures.

However, this kind of insect-type spirit does not like to live alone and often hunts in groups.

They don't spin silk or weave webs, and they never sit back and wait for prey to come to them.

The poisonous forelimbs and powerful jaws make this creature simple and crude. For fresh food, they can go on and on and risk their lives.

"Hiss..."

The strongest acid demon spider found that there was "food" nearby.

It suddenly raised its head, its six green eyes aimed at the location of Lord Ye Han.

Regardless of the fact that he hadn't finished eating the pork underneath him, he roared and rushed over with a group of younger brothers.

Lord Ye Han seemed to be smiling but had no intention of summoning flowers and candles.

But the whites of his eyes seemed to be smudged by ink, instantly becoming darker than the night.

With the fleeting expression and the annihilation of emotions, Ye Hanjun was as cold as a piece of ice, as if he was a different person.

He ignored the acid demon spider that came towards him and turned into a cloud of smoke, blending into the darkness just right.

"Hiss..."

The leading acid spider suddenly lost its target and couldn't help but stop, its six eyes full of confusion.

It didn't think for too long, partly because its brain capacity was insufficient, and partly because new prey appeared.

Lord Yehan glanced back, and with a thought, he traveled through the jungle at a faster speed.

"Devil's Attendant" is still the first level, and the concealment ability provided by the Darkest Demonic Eye is the same as in the past.

But under the influence of the promoted "coach", the magic eye's insight has already made a qualitative leap.

In the past, 400 meters was the limit.

Nowadays, it can be easily extended to 500 meters.

If the Demon Server could grow to the second level, he would be able to cover a radius of 2 meters when fully activated.

"Wow~~~"

As light as smoke, as uncertain as ghosts.

Ye Hanjun examined the microscopic world in his mind, constantly avoiding the spirits along the way, and climbed up the mountainside at a faster and more leisurely speed.

This trip is not about fighting, finding the "Fire Demon" is the key.

There is no need to hunt monsters such as the acid spider.

"Makabaka! Makabaka!"

Under the tree, the soil cracked, and a "Skeleton Warrior" of Kashiraru's level emerged.

It has a strong physique and a net height of more than two and a half meters. It looks like a maniac with no flesh and blood, and its whole body exudes an eagerness to fight.

"Whoosh-"

Ye Hanjun suddenly turned around and took a detour up the mountain.

Nowadays, the concealment ability is not strong enough, so it is okay to deceive the clay sculpture fetus. Xia Zhaozhi's fetus, with strong perception, can often detect strange things in the dark.

Fortunately, the skeleton warrior has no interest in him.

After this guy woke up from his deep sleep, all the bones in his body were rattling.

After being in a daze for a while, he wandered unconsciously in the woods, randomly doting on creatures of flesh and blood.

"Oh Sidisi! Oh Sidisi!"

A "skeleton shooter" with only one leg was beaten up by someone and his bones were scattered everywhere.

Half of its body was hanging on the tree, its right arm holding a white bone bow, and it was trying to climb down from the tree.

"Igubigu! Igubigu!"

A "skeleton mage" held up a bone scepter and cast spells on a group of acid spiders.

Just hearing the ground rumble, a row of sharp bone spurs appeared.

The acid demon spider that rushed over first let out a scream, with black blood and emerald green venom splashing everywhere.

……

After half an hour of exploration, Ye Hanjun found the first demon.

It was a "bat-winged demon" that Xia Zhaoxu cited. It was as big as a person, and it was also hanging upside down on a branch.

This kind of spirit is good at flying, and the common attack mode is claws and wings.

Of course, their teeth are also very sharp, they are bloodthirsty, and they are similar to the vampires.

(End of this chapter)