The Rich Cultivator

Chapter 216. six months later...



Six months later...

In a secluded village within the region of Lafitia, a group of cloaked figures moved silently through the forest, blending with the shadows cast by the dense canopy above. The team members communicated with hand signals, their movements swift and practiced as they maneuvered through the trees. Somewhere ahead, their target was moving as well—someone they had to observe without interference unless absolutely necessary.

In a clearing not far from them, a young girl, around sixteen, walked cautiously through the woods. She seemed unaware of the men tailing her, though her every movement was calculated. The group following her were rough-looking, with wild, predatory eyes that gleamed as they closed in.

The girl suddenly halted. The men, realizing they’d been spotted, stopped concealing themselves and stepped forward with menacing smirks.

"Haha, look at this," one of the men sneered. "Seems like our prey’s all ready for us. Boss, let’s get her."

The man in charge grinned, his eyes gleaming with a twisted pleasure. "Capture her! We’re in for a real treat tonight!"

They lunged at the girl, reaching to grab her, and one even tried to tear her dress. But the scene didn’t go as they expected.

From the shadows, one of the cloaked observers tensed, ready to intervene. But just as they took a step forward, a hand reached out and stopped them. The silent command was clear: wait. Something was off.

The silence of the forest was soon shattered by screams echoing through the trees—but not the girl’s. It was the men’s screams.

The cloaked figures watched in stunned silence as the girl transformed, her body morphing grotesquely until she became a massive, slimy creature with writhing tentacles extending from her body. She was no ordinary girl; she was an Acid-type Demon. The monster’s tentacles wrapped around each man, pulling them close, and with horrifying efficiency, began absorbing them. Skin, blood, and bones dissolved as the men melted into her body, one by one.

"An Acid-type Demon... we need ice magic," one of the cloaked figures muttered grimly.

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