Little Wu: Master has a Big Carrot

Su Mo opened his eyes.

Tang San stopped his sword and asked curiously, "What sacred tree?"

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up as she began to recount the rumors she had heard along the way.

"Deep in the Star Dou Forest, there is a Millennium Sacred Tree. Its entire body is as crystalline as jade, and it glows with seven colors at night!"

She spread her arms wide to gesture, not even noticing the wild fruit juice smearing onto her face.

"It's said that those who get close to it feel unparalleled joy, and all their pain vanishes! Even injured Soul Beasts can have their wounds healed just by being near it!"

Tang San became interested. "It's that magical?"

Xiao Wu nodded vigorously. "Some even say they saw a lame rabbit hopping away and a blind bird taking flight again!"

She pressed her palms together, her eyes shining.

"I really want to see it! It must be so beautiful!"

Tang San looked at Su Mo. "Master, should we go take a look?"

Su Mo did not speak.

He looked at the Big Black Ox.

The Big Black Ox raised its head and let out a leisurely "moo."

(Translation: There is no such thing as a free lunch.)

Su Mo nodded.

Healing?

Joy?

It sounded too good to be true.

Beautiful things often came with problems.

But he said nothing.

After all, it was just a rumor; it might not be real.

"We'll talk about it if there's a chance," he said indifferently.

Xiao Wu was a little disappointed, but she quickly cheered up and went back to munching on her wild fruit.

Under the same night sky.

Yu Xiaogang lay prone behind a cluster of bushes, his entire body stiff.

He had finally found it.

The Datura Snake.

Just thirty meters away in a clearing, a giant snake seven or eight meters long was coiled up, its scales shimmering with a faint, eerie light.

It was molting.

The old skin split at the head and slowly peeled backward, revealing the brand-new scales beneath, vibrant and glistening.

A snake in its molting phase was at its most irritable.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes brightened.

He carefully pulled out a small paper packet—the "Irritability Powder" he had bought on the black market, which was said to drive Soul Beasts into a frenzy, causing them to attack everything in their field of vision.

He planned to wait until Su Mo and the others arrived to scatter the powder and make the Datura Snake go mad and attack them.

It would be best if it swallowed them all in one bite.

Especially that Su Mo.

A sinister smile curled the corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth.

He quietly opened the packet, preparing to sprinkle a little to test it.

However—

A gust of wind blew by.

The powder in the packet was scattered by the wind, forming a thin pink mist that drifted toward the Datura Snake.

Yu Xiaogang froze.

Wait.

This color...

Why was it pink?

Wasn't the Irritability Powder he bought supposed to be colorless and odorless?

Before he could react, the pink mist had already enveloped the Datura Snake.

The Datura Snake's molting movements suddenly stopped.

It raised its head, a flicker of confusion passing through its vertical pupils.

Then—

Its gaze changed.

It became hazy.

It became fervent.

It looked around, seemingly searching for something.

A sense of foreboding welled up in Yu Xiaogang's heart.

He quietly shuffled backward.

The Datura Snake's gaze landed on him.

In that instant, Yu Xiaogang swore he saw something in the eyes of a snake—

Affectionate longing.

"No..." Yu Xiaogang's lips trembled.

The Datura Snake slithered toward him.

Its speed was not fast, but its posture was bewitching.

As it slithered, it flicked its tongue, emitting a "hissing" sound as if it were calling out.

Yu Xiaogang's scalp went numb, and he turned to run.

"Damn it! I've been had!"

He cursed as he ran; that swindler at the black market hadn't sold him Irritability Powder at all, but an aphrodisiac!

An aphrodisiac for Soul Beasts!

The Datura Snake chased after him, its speed increasing, its gaze growing ever more fervent.

Yu Xiaogang ran for his life, but as a level twenty-nine Great Soul Master, how could his running speed compare to that of a century-old Soul Beast?

Just as he was about to be caught—

A cacophony of noise suddenly erupted ahead.

Yu Xiaogang looked up, his face turning green.

A pack of Wind Baboons.

Over a dozen of them, each perched in the trees, were staring right at him.

No, they weren't staring at him.

They were staring at the pink mist trailing behind him.

That mist had drifted outward, permeating the air with a faint, sweet scent.

The Wind Baboons sniffed the air.

Then, their eyes changed too.

They became just like the Datura Snake's.

Hazy.

Fervent.

Affectionately longing.

Yu Xiaogang's mind went blank.

The next second—

The Datura Snake caught up.

The Wind Baboons leaped down from the trees.

He was caught in a pincer attack.

Yu Xiaogang let out a miserable shriek and turned to dive into the thicket to his side.

Thorns tore through his clothes and sliced his skin, but he couldn't care about the pain, scrambling forward on his hands and knees.

"Riiip—"

A sharp sound rang out.

His trousers caught on a thorn, tearing open a large gap.

His pale, bare buttocks were exposed to the moonlight.

The pursuers behind him saw those two white cheeks and became even more excited, emitting all sorts of strange noises.

Tears streamed from Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

He clutched his backside, squirming through the bushes, crawling forward with all his might.

As he crawled, he wept and wailed:

"Stay away! Don't come any closer!"

"I'm a man! I'm a human!"

"Help—!"

No one came to his rescue.

There was only a pack of rutting Soul Beasts, chasing him relentlessly from behind.

Just as the stories say.

For some, an adventure is the beginning of a legend.

For others, it is simply an accident.

The campfire gradually died out, leaving only a few sparks flickering in the dark.

Su Mo fell asleep.

He had a dream.

In the dream, he fell into the deep sea.

Surrounded by boundless darkness, the icy water enveloped him.

Suddenly, something wrapped around his leg.

Soft, slimy, like a tentacle.

He looked down—

A giant octopus was coiling its thick tentacles around his body, tightening its grip.

The tip of a tentacle was slowly inching toward his crotch.

A chill ran down Su Mo's spine.

What kind of Lovecraftian play is this?!

He struggled desperately, trying to push the tentacles away.

But the octopus was too strong; he couldn't break free at all.

The tentacle drew closer and closer—

Su Mo snapped his eyes open.

Under the moonlight, a face was right in front of him.

Xiao Wu.

Her eyes were closed, and she was tugging at his pants with her mouth.

She mumbled incoherently:

"Carrot... such a big carrot..."

Su Mo looked down.

The spot she was biting was right at the center of his pants.

She had almost pulled them off.

Su Mo: "..."

He took a deep breath.

"Xiao Wu."

No response.

"Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu opened her eyes, looking at him groggily.

"Master? Why did you get smaller?"

Su Mo's face turned black.

"Get up."

Xiao Wu blinked, looking down at what she was holding in her mouth.

She was silent for three seconds.

Then—

"Wuwuwu!"

She leaped backward, her face flushing bright red.

"Master! You, you, you, you—!"

Su Mo expressionlessly adjusted his pants.

"When you sleep, just sleep. Stop eating random things."

Xiao Wu covered her mouth, her face blushing like a ripe shrimp.

"I, I thought it was a big carrot! It looked just like one! I just wanted to eat it!"

Su Mo: "..."

Are you even human?

Just because you're hungry doesn't mean you can gnaw on me.