Chapter 1205 - 1201: Mutual Disdain

At this moment, Yun Ran doesn’t know that the Little Princess Puppet, seemingly selflessly wanting to support Ginsengfruit.

In fact, deep inside, it’s secretly contemplating competing with Ginsengfruit for the position of the master’s top puppet.

Er Dan, upon hearing this, inexplicably feels a sense of being belittled, as if it’s just a decoration.

Immediately, it stretches its neck to assert itself: "I can help too, everyone knows I’m great!"

In any case, when it comes to vying for recognition, it wants to get involved, showing it belongs to the group.

Of course, there’s another important point, which is that Ginsengfruit carries the aura of its Companion Beast.

Er Dan feels an inherent closeness to Ginsengfruit, naturally not wishing for Ginsengfruit to be dealt with so easily.

Seeing both Er Dan and the Little Princess Puppet volunteering, Yun Ran ponders briefly before saying: "Both of you should go!"

Sending these two guys out alone feels a bit risky to Yun Ran, so it’s best they go together and keep an eye on each other.

The Little Princess Puppet looks disdainfully towards Er Dan, feeling that Er Dan is there just to cause trouble.

But, the master’s words cannot be opposed, so it has no choice but to comply.

"Yes, Master!"

Er Dan also looks disdainfully at the Little Princess Puppet, thinking it’s so small and appears not too bright. Isn’t it just adding trouble for it?

The two begrudging characters eventually set off together.

To save time, Er Dan plans to run at full speed, while the Little Princess Puppet changes into an all-black outfit, sitting atop Er Dan.

Who knows how many outfits the Little Princess Puppet has prepared for itself.

Yun Ran continues to ’watch’ the real-time situation on Ginsengfruit’s side through the Little Princess Puppet’s eyes.

The tentacle, which itself seems dangerous and evokes fear due to its mystery, is about to land on Ginsengfruit.

Ginsengfruit turns swiftly, drawing the whip from its waist, and lashes it at the tentacle.

"Clang~~~"

A sound resembling metal clashing suddenly rings out, with a faint echo reverberating through the air.

The whip in Ginsengfruit’s hand was chosen by Yun Ran from among numerous Magic Artifacts she obtained during her time at Qingfeng Temple.

It’s said this Magic Artifact is not easily resisted by ordinary people, especially when Ginsengfruit employs it with full force.

Even the Xuanmen people with profound cultivation, if hit by it, would be forced to retreat several steps, if not severely injured.

Yet now, this whip strikes the tentacle, producing collision noises, but nothing more.

The tentacle remains unscathed, showing no signs of being damaged at all.

Ginsengfruit frowns, recalling how this whip even forced Xuan Chu to back off during their conflicts.

"What on earth is this thing!"

Ginsengfruit’s tone holds shock as well as a trace of unspeakable dread.

Right now, not only is Ginsengfruit feeling this way, but others witnessing this scene share similar thoughts.

Laypeople see the spectacle; insiders see the essence.

Anyone knowledgeable can instantly recognize that the whip brought out by Ginsengfruit is a very valuable Magic Artifact.

If placed in a typical family or sect, it might even become their treasured heirloom.

Yet now, such a Magic Artifact fails to gain any advantage against an unknown tentacle.

Previously, upon hearing the rattling iron chain sound, they thought it was actual chains.

Now, really hearing the sound when tentacle and whip collided, their last bit of wishful thinking vanished.

The unsettling rattling sound truly comes from this tentacle!

Many spectators, in this moment, feel their hearts tighten and instinctively soften their breathing.

They are genuinely frightened by the scene unfolding before them.

"What on earth is this entity, to be so unyielding?"

"The Magic Artifact in Yun Ran’s hand doesn’t appear ordinary, yet prior encounters have failed to reveal anything about it."

"This tentacle really looks difficult to handle, and it’s just one tentacle; if more appear..."

As the speaker trails off, they’d almost rather slap themselves.

They never realized they had such impactful foresight.

No sooner said than done, a thicker tentacle emerges following the words.

The original black hole in the street tears wider in an instant, as if the entire street might be pulled underground the next second.

The tremors at this moment surpass mere surface quakes, resembling an earth dragon turning over.

Under such influence, they can hardly maintain their stability.

Even the previously neat and immobile Guard Army looks lopsided due to this turbulence.

The metallic ’clatter’ resounds once again, this time clearer in their ears.

Within a few breaths, a tentacle at least four to five times thicker than the previous one sways lightly.

To the uninformed, this tentacle might seem to be greeting in its own way right now.

Ginsengfruit swallows hard, realizing this must be the underground creature he tried to scan but couldn’t see through.

Dark Night’s gaze dims; the tentacle’s overwhelming presence affects even him, pushing him near his limit.

With a ’thump,’ someone succumbs to the tentacle’s pressure, kneeling on the spot.

Once someone kneels in fear, it’s as if an unspoken switch has been flipped.

Soon, more people, as if infected, follow suit kneeling down, one after another.

But nobody mocks these knee-striking people for lacking courage, for their own legs have also turned weak.

They may momentarily avoid kneeling by sheer force of will, yet if the tentacle’s pressure intensifies, those remaining upright will be few.

Ginsengfruit discreetly eyes the tentacle, knowing he truly can’t contend with this entity.

Seeing the spectators around, mostly sprawled or kneeling helplessly.

Ginsengfruit starts contemplating whether to bring out something from his weapon arsenal.