Chapter 189: La Tiao with a Forced Revival Point in Its Stomach

"You just let them all go like that?"

Hui Siye watched the fleeing people disappear, somewhat surprised as he asked.

"I'm not some murder maniac; killing them twice is enough as a lesson." Chen Shicheng looked at Zhou Jun on the ground and said, "Isn't there still one? I settle my grudges clearly."

"Tsk"

Thinking back to when he tried to get himself into the mask, Chen Shicheng's shameless look made Hui Siye curl his lip, not saying anything more.

"Now it's just you left—are you ready?" Chen Shicheng smiled, raised a finger, and slowly pointed at Zhou Jun on the ground.

"Mmm"

Zhou Jun, knowing what fate awaited him, still wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth had been stuffed with cloth by his underlings, wrapped several times, so he couldn't make any other sound—he could only look pleadingly at Chen Shicheng, wriggling on the ground.

Tears mixed with snot streamed down, wetting the cloth stuffed in his mouth and also falling to the ground, drawing out into threads.

This scene directly made Chen Shicheng frown, feeling that killing such a person was somewhat an insult to his blade aura. "Tsk tsk tsk, I still prefer the way you looked when you wanted to kill me earlier—can you restore that?" He somewhat disdainfully stopped his action and patted the La Tiao on his shoulder.

The La Tiao, in tune with his thoughts, immediately understood his meaning, stopped chasing Hui Siye's wildly swaying tail, and looked at Zhou Jun on the ground.

Its beady little eyes, unusually, actually revealed a rare killing intent.

Zhou Jun initially didn't notice, merely pleading with his eyes to Chen Shicheng, but when the La Tiao looked at him, he suddenly felt a chill run through his body and began trembling uncontrollably.

Just as he was still wondering what had happened, the La Tiao, which he had been treating as a pet, suddenly let out an elephant-like roar; its tiny body began to swell rapidly, quickly growing to the size of a dump truck.

All creatures are cutest when young—except humans.

And when its size increased, it gave off a fierce, terrifying feeling; the La Tiao was no exception—its face, usually cute and lovable, became extraordinarily fierce and terrifying when enlarged, showing none of its usual cute, coquettish demeanor, which even startled Chen Shicheng, let alone Zhou Jun on the ground.

He had imagined being killed by that formless attack, or being punched to death, but never thought he would be bitten to death by the purple marten that everyone considered his pet.

Seeing that huge mouth capable of swallowing him whole, imagining being chewed piece by piece, Zhou Jun's courage shattered instantly; his resolve snapped and he collapsed in defeat.

"Huh? What the hell is this smell, why did it also...?"

Chen Shicheng immediately noticed the gradually discoloring clothes on Zhou Jun's lower half, covered his nose and stepped back two paces: "La Tiao, forget it—just chop him to death."

Before he could finish speaking, the La Tiao eagerly opened its huge mouth, brought a foul wind, and bit down, swallowing Zhou Jun and a chunk of ground whole without any chewing.

". You can even go down the throat, don't rub your head against me for three to five days!"

"?"

After swallowing the person and a large chunk of ground, the La Tiao returned to its normal size, intending to go up and rub against its master for cute points, but instead stood frozen on the spot like a lightning strike.

That excitement of being able to expand and shrink visibly waned; it tried to vomit out what it had just swallowed, but after several attempts it had no effect, so it could only approach Chen Shicheng's feet, feeling wronged, and press close seeking comfort.

Seeing its state, Chen Shicheng's heart softened for a moment, but thinking of that fresh lump, his resolve hardened like iron; he even kicked the La Tiao aside. However, the La Tiao's main body couldn't get close, but its attribute panel posed no problem.

Chen Shicheng also didn't expect that once the blood concentration reached 50%, the La Tiao would give him a surprise! Before awakening the Law Image Heaven and Earth, its Blood Flesh Devour ability merely turned its stomach into a bottomless pit—eating anything caused no bloating.

After the Law Image Heaven and Earth awakened, it seemed to synergize with Blood Flesh Devour, the effect almost being more than one plus one; the La Tiao's stomach pouch seemed to become a separate dimension, inside which a revival point appeared to have been set up.

Although Zhou Jun only survived for a second after being swallowed before being directly digested, he did not revive at the external revival point; instead, he uncontrollably revived inside its stomach pouch.

Even now, the La Tiao's panel keeps flashing kill notifications, and experience points increase at a frantic rate of six per second.

After just ten seconds, the La Tiao directly rose to level 15, and its experience points increased at a rate of four per second.

Moreover, during the dozen or so seconds Chen Shicheng spent checking the La Tiao's attributes, its experience bar filled halfway again; after he closed the attribute panel, it had already reached level 16, with experience gain dropping to two per second.

Until ten minutes later, the still somewhat bewildered La Tiao, like Chen Shicheng, had become a level 17 Golden Core Stage cultivator, making the player's yearning-to-ascend breakthrough bottleneck seem nonexistent here.

【La Tiao (Purple Gold Flower Marten): Jing: 52+50, Qi: 23+25, Shen: 20.5, Skill: Blood Flesh Devour, Law Image Heaven and Earth】

"This is hard to judge."

Chen Shicheng watched the La Tiao scratch its chin with its hind paw, not knowing whether to feel envy or jealousy.

Leveling up may be simple for oneself, but one still needs to find opponents of equal rank to fight, which still takes effort; if one were a player, they'd also have to block the revival point to possibly drain experience directly.

But this gluttonous La Tiao just casually took a bite; although there was some filling inside, the speed of gaining three levels in ten minutes—frankly, if Chen Shicheng had that ability, he wouldn't care what he ate.

He shook his head, tossed that terrifying thought to the back of his mind, and looked at the equally envious Hui Siye: "Don't just stand there—where's my immortal artifact? After all, today's whole affair was caused by that immortal artifact!"

"Uh, this."

Hui Siye also didn't expect Chen Shicheng to suddenly bring this up; he hemmed and hawed for a while, then produced a palm-sized object.

"Just this?"

Chen Shicheng raised his eyebrows, took the immortal artifact from Hui Siye's hand, and examined it closely.

This is a wooden compass, engraved with the eight trigrams, but he couldn't tell, due to his poor eyesight, whether it was the primordial or later heaven bagua.

But one thing is certain: this compass, its surface already polished, looks utterly unrelated to an immortal artifact, even if the eight trigrams carved on it are grand and lofty.

Moreover, he isn't lacking equivalent gear—the item that has turned into a Tai Sui rice bowl, a Maozi divine artifact, still sits in his storage bag.

Although it doesn't really help him, at least it still exudes the aura a divine artifact should have.

But what about this one?

(End of chapter)