Red-Eye Disease Patients Strike Back

Su Xuan and the Wood Spirit stared at the densely packed Red-Eye Disease Patients before them.

They sank into deep despair.

Well, not really.

They had merely been startled.

After all, the Wood Spirit had witnessed the Central World God-Demon War through the memories of its ancestors. Though Su Xuan had not seen anything quite so grand, he had at least witnessed the war between the soul beasts led by the Old Dragon God and the Divine Realm. For two experienced veterans like them, this was merely a small scene.

The Wood Spirit looked at Su Xuan and asked calmly,

"Are you afraid?"

Su Xuan sneered and said disdainfully,

"It's just a small scene. I've at least seen that Soul Beast Riot in the Divine Realm back then. Surely you wouldn't be afraid either?"

The Wood Spirit nodded and said proudly,

"I inherited my predecessors' memories. As an Ambrosial Arbor that has witnessed the great war in the Central World, how could a mere group of Red-Eye Disease Patients frighten me? There are just a few too many of them."

Su Xuan looked at the Wood Spirit's legs, which were trembling nonstop like a sewing machine.

He mocked disdainfully, "Hmph. If you're not afraid, why are your legs shaking?"

The Wood Spirit's expression did not change. It remained incomparably proud as it said,

"I merely slept in the wrong position last night, so they're a little numb. It definitely isn't because I have Trypophobia."

Although the Wood Spirit's expression remained unchanged after saying that, it felt deeply unwilling to accept this and tried to find a flaw in Su Xuan.

After observing him carefully, the Wood Spirit asked strangely,

"Hey! Why are your back and neck completely soaked?"

Su Xuan replied disdainfully, "The weather is a little hot, that's all." He tugged at his collar and added, "It definitely isn't because I'm afraid of Red-Eyed Ghosts."

The two stopped bickering.

Because the swarms of Red-Eye Disease Patients charged at them without regard for their lives.

Cracks had already begun to appear in the Wood Spirit's green barrier.

The Wood Spirit shouted itself hoarse, "Are you done setting up the formation yet? Damn it, if you don't finish it soon, we're really done for! We'll die young, the whole book will end, and our mothers and sisters will be snatched away by other men..."

Su Xuan flew into a rage and roared hoarsely,

"If you keep running your mouth, I'll kill you before I even finish setting up the formation!"

With its life now in Su Xuan's hands, the Wood Spirit stopped babbling loudly and instead muttered softly, "What? I just wanted to motivate you. Why are you getting so angry?"

"The formation is ready. Get in!"

The Wood Spirit's ears were sharp. With a roll, it leaped straight into Su Xuan's formation.

Without the Wood Spirit's power sustaining it, the green barrier was torn apart by the Red-Eye Disease Patients in just three seconds.

Su Xuan looked at the dense, seemingly endless mass of Red-Eye Disease Patients before him and fell silent.

The Wood Spirit's mouth was bitter as well.

"I'm still young. I don't really want to die young."

"That wouldn't be dying young. At an Ambrosial Arbor's age, that would be dying in infancy."

The Wood Spirit looked at Su Xuan resentfully. At a time like this, he was still twisting the knife. He truly was not human.

"Do you have any good ideas?" The Wood Spirit looked at Su Xuan, hope in its eyes.

Su Xuan nodded with certainty. "If we kill ourselves now, we can at least die with some dignity."

The Wood Spirit was speechless. At a time like this, he was still joking.

Usually, when I crack jokes and fool around, you're cold as ice. Now that we're in danger, you've started doing my job instead.

Su Xuan muttered,

"Fifteen minutes. In fifteen minutes, if we don't find a way, we'll be torn apart by these Red-Eye Disease Patients."

The Wood Spirit lowered its head. If they found no solution, this would be the countdown to their deaths.

At such a critical moment, Su Xuan was not thinking of a solution. He thought of his younger sister Gu Yuena and Bibi Dong instead. If I die, how sad will you two be?

Su Xuan sighed. His gaze gradually hardened. I can't die, no matter what.

The Wood Spirit racked its brains but could not think of any solution.

With their strength, breaking out by force would naturally be no problem.

But the key was, how were they supposed to leave this forest? If they could not get out, then judging by the number of Red-Eye Disease Patients, they would eventually be buried alive beneath them.

More importantly, what if the Red-Eye Disease Patients followed them after they got out?

The road ahead was unknown. As for the way back, the Wood Spirit watched the densely packed Red-Eye Disease Patients slowly catch up from behind and gave up on the idea of leaving through the entrance.

Adrenaline surged through Su Xuan's body. His heart began beating faster, and his body started operating beyond its limits. His Mechanical Memory Talent retrieved information. There had to be a way.

Su Xuan thought that the Dao Scripture could not possibly watch a Daoist Saint Son perish before its eyes.

The Dao Scripture was Su Xuan's final trump card, as well as the greatest support that gave him the courage to venture out alone.

But using it like this would be too embarrassing.

A group of weak Red-Eye Disease Patients actually required the Dao Scripture, a treasure considered top-tier even in the Central World, to intervene. That would make him seem far too pathetic.

Su Xuan thought carefully, his brain feeling as though it were on fire.

There were many ways to solve the problem now.

1. Kill them directly. Just slaughter them all. Unfortunately, there were too many Red-Eye Disease Patients. Pass.

2. Still kill them, but break through toward the mountaintop.

But the problem was that the Ghost Wall would send them back along the same route. If they could not solve the Ghost Wall, then without the formation, the two of them could only be buried alive.

Su Xuan consulted the Dao Scripture. The fantasy world's Baidu.

Red-Eyed Ghost.

A type of ghost born from resentment. It fed on yin energy and possessed a yin attribute.

A sudden thought struck him. This was a type of creature.

Would the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's dragon might work on them?

Su Xuan frowned and looked at the Wood Spirit, which was scratching its ears and cheeks anxiously.

"I'll catch a few Red-Eye Disease Patients and bring them in for some experiments. Help me restrain them."

Su Xuan calculated the time. Less than seven and a half minutes remained. He had to hurry.

The Wood Spirit did not know what Su Xuan intended to do, but the two were bound by a Soul Contract. The trust between them was extraordinary.

Su Xuan opened a tiny hole in the formation at lightning speed.

Three Red-Eye Disease Patients rushed in instantly.

Vines grew from the Wood Spirit's hands and restrained them.

Upon closer inspection, these Red-Eye Disease Patients resembled humans in shape, but they were much shorter, with longer limbs. They looked exceptionally terrifying.

Picking one at random, Su Xuan first activated the Dragon Might Domain.

To his delight, it worked.

That Red-Eye Disease Patient first let out a wail, then its body began trembling as though it had encountered something utterly terrifying.

Su Xuan suddenly realized that if the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, a divine dragon from another world, possessed such powerful suppressive force, then how powerful would the Golden Dragon King bloodline, the bloodline of Douluo's native apex predator, be against these foreign soul beasts?

Su Xuan took out the Golden Dragon King Ball that had been dropped once.

He clasped his hands together apologetically. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have dropped you. Please be reliable."

Su Xuan used Soul Power to activate the Golden Dragon King Ball, releasing the Golden Dragon King's aura. The three Red-Eye Disease Patients immediately wailed and fell prostrate to the ground, completing the entire sequence in one smooth motion without the slightest delay.

Su Xuan let out a long sigh. The crisis was resolved. He sat down as though all strength had drained from his body.

The Wood Spirit, meanwhile, cursed as it walked over to Su Xuan, took the Golden Dragon King Ball, and ran off to counterattack.

Su Xuan did not want to move at all. He only wanted to lie there for a while. His clothes had long since been soaked through with cold sweat.

As he lay there, Su Xuan narrowed his eyes. His spiritual senses were sharp, and he felt as though someone had been watching him just now.

In the sky, a deep crimson giant eye revealed a humanlike mocking look before vanishing in a flash.