Journey to the West Creation Technique

"absurd!"

"brutal!"

"Cold-blooded!"

"Incomprehensible!"

Meng Yuan's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Lu Chengjun and berated him.

"We were all prepared to sacrifice ourselves for the garrison! Why did you still kill him?" Meng Yuan asked, his face full of confusion.

They could understand being asked to go to the spirit stone mine first to test the waters.

After all, they are useless.

Waste utilization!

It is a sacrifice that can be used, or at least is meaningful.

But now Zhou He has been kicked into a den of venomous snakes and is being devoured by thousands of snakes. What is the point of dying like this?

This is simply murder!

"Zhou He! You died such a terrible death!" Meng Yuan knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.

My former companion has fallen into the sea of ​​morning glories, his body already submerged by the swarms of snakes...

How tragic!

There was absolutely no trace of their remains...

Meng Yuan burst into tears, each sob a lament of blood.

Lu Chengjun offered no explanation; he slowly took out two talismans from his robes.

Upon seeing the two talismans, Meng Yuan's weeping abruptly ceased.

At that time, he and Zhou He each tied one of the soul-guiding talismans. If they died unexpectedly, the soul-guiding talisman would spontaneously combust as a warning.

But at this moment, both talismans were intact, which meant that he and Zhou He were still alive...

Could it be that Zhou He, who was devoured by ten thousand snakes, is still alive in the sea of ​​flowers?

"How can he still be alive?" Meng Yuan could hardly believe it.

"Snakes don't chew; their teeth are used to inject venom," Lu Chengjun explained before sitting down cross-legged and saying no more.

Meng Yuan swallowed hard. Since he couldn't chew, he wouldn't eat Zhou He's flesh. But he couldn't stand having so many snakes injecting venom into him.

Lu Chengjun placed two soul-summoning talismans on the ground. The fact that the talismans did not burn meant that Zhou He was still alive.

Meng Yuan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. He suppressed the fear in his heart and sat down cross-legged as well.

Dusk soon fell...

Night fell over the entire Southern Wilderness.

The night breeze swept by...

Meng Yuan suddenly shuddered.

This is the desolate Southern Underworld, teeming with ferocious beasts and fraught with danger.

He was stationed at the Black Stone outpost for two years, never daring to step out of the outpost, and lived a peaceful life, providing for all his own needs.

This was the first time in two years that he had spent the night in the wilderness. There was no campfire beside him, and the surroundings were pitch black and deathly silent, as if some monster was hiding in the darkness, watching him.

The unease in his heart grew stronger, and Meng Yuan suddenly turned his head to look, only to find a monster standing in the shadows not far away.

It's a feathered dragon!

It is half a person tall, has no wings, only a pair of small claws, its whole body is covered with coarse and stiff feathers, its head is huge and ferocious, and its eyes are yellowish and cold.

This is a ferocious creature that can be found everywhere in the Southern Desolate Continent. It is violent and has a hunting instinct.

Meng Yuan tensed up instantly and turned to look at Lu Chengjun.

Lu Chengjun sat cross-legged and remained motionless.

Meng Yuan was hesitating whether to speak up and warn them when a dark figure suddenly rushed out from the darkness.

It was a cheetah that was entirely black, with glossy black fur, a pair of vertical pupils that gleamed with a cold golden light, and layers of light black mist swirling around it, exuding a fierce aura.

Just moments ago, Yu Long had been displaying a ferocious demeanor, but the instant he caught sight of the black panther, he turned and ran.

The black panther pushed off the ground with all four limbs, its movements as swift as lightning, and caught up in an instant.

The sounds of fierce fighting echoed through the desolate forest, then abruptly ceased...

The night returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.

Meng Yuan swallowed hard, approached Lu Chengjun, and whispered, "Captain Lu! There are monsters outside! A fight has broken out!"

Lu Cheng replied calmly, "What does the fighting between demonic beasts have to do with you and me?"

Meng Yuan was almost stunned by those words. He paused for a long time before saying, "If that monster wins, won't it come and eat us?"

"We'll see." Lu Chengjun, as always, was sparing with his words.

Meng Yuan: "..."

Meng Yuan spent the entire night in agonizing anxiety.

When dawn breaks...

Zhou He, who had slept naked in the flower bushes and among the snakes all night, actually stood up.

Nothing's wrong...

His body was covered with countless tiny snake bite wounds, but strangely, all the wounds had scabbed over and healed without any blood.

Poisonous snakes lay dead on the ground, scattered about, all succumbing to their venom.

Zhou He looked bewildered. Dead snakes were all around him, and the live snakes no longer approached him, much less bit him.

It was as if he was being treated as one of the snakes...

His internal energy surged, his meridians were unobstructed, and his Qi Refining Level 3 cultivation, which had been stagnant for many years, unexpectedly broke through to Level 4.

You've cleared the level already?!

Moreover, a cold and sinister poison lurks in the limbs and bones.

With a thought, he condensed a dark green poisonous mist in his palm and raised his hand to strike.

A green, poisonous hand shot out and slammed into a large tree.

A green palm print appeared on the tree trunk. In the next instant, the poison invaded the branches and trunk. In a short while, the towering tree's branches and leaves withered and turned black, eventually dying from root to root.

"Put on some clothes." Lu Chengjun tossed him the linen clothes that Zhou He had taken off yesterday.

Zhou He walked out of the sea of ​​poisonous snake flowers, quickly put on her clothes, and still looked a little dazed.

Lu Chengjun reached out and placed his hand on his meridians, letting earth-elemental magic flow through his entire body.

Investigate carefully...

The snake venom and the potent poison of the morning glory's red fruit combined to completely alter his foundation, filling his magical power with toxicity.

For ordinary people, the greatest benefit is the ability to cast spells through the medium; it is also useful for cultivators, although they cannot obtain the medium, it is still of great benefit to their cultivation.

"Poisoning the body, turning misfortune into blessing."

Meng Yuan carefully examined the large tree that had been poisoned, his face filled with excitement.

"Captain Lu, um... I... I also want to give it a try." Meng Yuan pointed to the sea of ​​poisonous snake flowers, looking eager to try.

"No job guaranteed." Lu Chengjun uttered three words indifferently.

Meng Yuan: "..."

"Besides, there's no time left now." Lu Chengjun paused slightly before continuing, "Don't forget, we have important business to attend to!"

Lu Chengjun gestured for the two to follow, and together they headed towards the White Serpent Temple.

Just then, a tabby cat darted out of the bushes and followed the three of them.

"When did it come along?" Meng Yuan naturally recognized the tabby cat named Amiya, but he remembered that he hadn't brought it with him when he went out.

"It was here last night," Lu Chengjun said calmly.

It happened last night!?

Meng Yuan suddenly remembered the agile black panther from last night.

After traveling along a desolate and rugged road for dozens of miles, a slender figure stood quietly in the middle of the mountain path, having been waiting for a long time.

The woman, dressed in white, had a tall and straight figure and bright eyes; she was none other than Sona, a female warrior from the White Snake tribe.

Their eyes met, and Lu Chengjun led Zhou He and Meng Yun forward to negotiate.

"Gurgle, gurgle, quack..."

"Quack quack ji li gurgle..."

Both of them spoke a local dialect, and Zhou He and Meng Yuan had no idea what they were saying, looking completely bewildered.

After a brief conversation, Lu Chengjun turned to Zhou He and Meng Yuan, and solemnly instructed them, "You two go with Sona, she will take good care of you."

"Captain Lu! We can't communicate with him." Even now, Meng Yuan was still thinking about leaving.

"Living, mining, eating, and taking a dump... just these four things. No need to say anything, just gesture."

The two remained silent.

Sona looked at the two of them and said in broken Chinese, "Come with me."

Zhou He and Meng Yuan were slightly taken aback, and could only follow Sona away.

Lu Chengjun stood at a distance, watching the three leave, his palm clutching the soul-guiding talismans for the two of them...