Chapter 371 - 217: The Moment He Discovered Me, I Was Already Dead (Part 3)
But it’s useless!
In his mind, there was only a faint sigh.
"Alas, you... have been poisoned for too long!"
He had been poisoned for many days; the mycelium had entangled his heart vessels, penetrated his bone marrow, and rooted in his brain. Even the Ancient Immortal in his dreams couldn’t save him!
"Master, help me transfer my soul into the Gu Insect..."
Before he could finish, the Golden Threaded Celestial Silkworm in his palm trembled violently, convulsed, and stiffened, its entire body turning the white of mycelium!
In the distance, each firefly extinguished its glow, their bodies fell, turning the white of mycelium!
The poisonous snakes on the ground convulsed and twisted in agony, letting out painful hisses, and the space between their scales turned the white of mycelium!
The umbrella-shaped insect cloud above his head was also washed away by the rain, collapsing and falling, hitting him full-on, and these umbrella-shaped insects were also the white of mycelium!
...All his Gu Insects were already poisoned, turned into corpses, and turned the white of mycelium!
He wanted to speak, but mycelium grew wildly in his throat, engulfing his tongue, filling his mouth, and tearing through his mouth corners!
He wanted to hear sounds, but mycelium grew wildly in his ear canals, bursting them open, engulfing his ears!
He wanted to breathe, but mycelium grew wildly in his nostrils, sealing his nose, obstructing his breathing!
"Ugh... mm..."
He fell into a puddle, still wanting to struggle!
But his body’s pores opened wide, from them emerged one after another mycelium, a cluster after cluster, densely packed, wrapping around his limbs, binding his body, layer after layer growing, gradually submerging him in a gigantic mycelium ball!
Before dying, his body wrapped in the mycelium ball fell into paralysis, and his thoughts also became drowsy, fading away. In the very end, a final thought flashed through his mind.
"Perhaps the moment he discovered me, I was already dead..."
...
Crash...
It was still raining heavily outside the window.
In the girls’ dormitory, Huang Sitong woke from her stupor, suddenly sitting up, drenched in sweat! However, she found herself, as usual, in her dorm bed, wrapped in a warm quilt, with the bed curtains drawn tight.
"Hmm??"
She lifted the bed curtain and saw the dorm room was dimly lit.
The curtains of her roommates’ beds were also down and closed.
On a rainy day, with no early class, everyone was sound asleep; no one was up.
"But...
"What happened last night, was it real? Or was I having a nightmare?"
In her mind, the hoarse voice of the Ancient Immortal echoed.
"It was real.
"Harlan Zhongli was taken.
"But in an unlucky turn, you were saved. We still have hope and can go find other Immortal Grass."
Oh?
So it was real?
Huang Sitong had mixed feelings, lying back on her bed, clutching her quilt tightly, curling up, and tears flowing.
She now understood that she was just an ordinary person with no ability to save the world.
The Immortal Elixir passed down for ten thousand years, battles between Ancient Immortals and Immortal Techniques, all of it was too terrifying for her, and she didn’t want to get involved a second time!
Being able to escape with her life this time was truly a blessing!
Her tears flowed again, and she suddenly wanted to call her mom, reaching for her phone by the pillow.
"Eh?"
By her pillow, she felt two thumb-sized, round, smooth objects.
She brought them to her eyes for a closer look.
"Harlan Zhongli?
"What does this mean? Take a tree and save my life, then return two fruits?"
In her mind, the voice of the Ancient Immortal echoed again.
"The Fire Consciousness Soup only needs one Harlan Zhongli.
"Perhaps they meant for you to have two, one for the Celestial Palace Inheritor, and one for you to consume."