Bat King, My Mission Is Complete!

Thump.

The muffled sound of the kowtow was exceptionally clear.

His back arched in a devout curve, his voice filled with fervor.

"Master, I have brought all these people to you."

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted!

Hu Liena drew her short sword!

Above, amidst the stalactite forest, the nine heads of the withered, weathered mummy slowly rotated.

Deep within the eye sockets of each skull, a blood-red light shone.

The mummified corpse's lips moved twice, producing a sound like sandpaper rubbing against a wall.

You did a great job.

The voice paused, then looked at the three kings who were hanging upside down.

Seeing the three people's desperate cries for help, he revealed a hint of enjoyment in his eyes.

"Ah, what a beautiful sound!"

"What a pity, it doesn't taste good."

"Tang Chen is becoming increasingly incompetent; the sacrificial offerings he sends are getting worse with each generation!"

"His murderous aura is useless; he's utterly bland and tasteless!"

The Fire King was horrified when he heard that he really wanted to eat people.

But upon seeing the Wind King, he immediately launched into a tirade of curses.

"Wind King, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

"Your mother is a prostitute who's been ridden by thousands and stepped on by tens of thousands!"

"Why didn't your dad shoot you against the wall back then?!"

"I'll do it!!!"

"Shut up." The Wind King was too lazy to say more, his tone indifferent.

Tang San finally snapped out of his shock.

His fingers were already engaged with the trigger of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, aimed at the Wind King.

"You betrayed us?!"

The Wind King stood up, dusted off his knees, and let out a cold laugh.

It started with a low, guttural sound, then rose in pitch, and finally turned into maniacal laughter.

Utterly arrogant!

"Sell?"

"Hahaha!"

He turned around and tore off his disguise.

That ordinary face was filled with mockery and disdain.

"You really think I'm the Wind King? That fool died the moment he entered the mist!"

"I'm merely borrowing his skin and identity to transport offerings for my master!"

Tang San's finger slammed into the trigger.

Buzz--

Godly Zhuge Crossbow bolt pierced the air, aiming straight for [Wind King]'s face.

Unfortunately, Godly Zhuge Crossbow can be easily blocked by strong opponents.

The moment the arrow left the barrel, Tang San suddenly felt dizzy.

His limbs felt as if all the strength had been drained, Godly Zhuge Crossbow slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

He fell forward, his knees slamming heavily into the pile of bone dust, sending up a cloud of grayish-white dust.

"What's going on...?"

Tang San tried to stand up, but his arms were as limp as clay.

His vision began to blur, and his heart raced, feeling like it was about to burst out of his chest.

"Impossible!"

"I clearly... wrapped my hands in cloth before receiving the Spirit Bone..."

"How could I possibly get infected again...?"

[Wind King] strolled leisurely to him, looking down at him from his high position.

"Thunder King, my dear colleague," he said, stepping on Tang San's head and stomping back and forth, "You didn't actually think I would use such a stupid method of poisoning, did you?"

"The poison on those Spirit Bone is just a smokescreen!"

"The real killer move is always the omnipresent, accumulated poison you're all inhaling in this air!"

He stood up, opened his arms, as if embracing the grotto.

"The Spirit Bone is merely a catalyst; it contains the Soul Power personally infused by its master, making it extremely difficult to detect. It can detonate the toxins accumulated within your bodies."

"For the past few months, every breath you've taken has been a grave digging for yourselves!"

"And you naively believe that as long as you don't touch anything, you'll be safe and sound?"

Tang San's eyes widened in horror as he let out a feeble roar.

He wanted to summon the Clear Sky Hammer, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.

He could only lie on the ground like a cripple, trembling all over.

Hu Liena was drenched in cold sweat.

Her fox ears drooped, and her pupils were unfocused.

That was close!

I didn't take the Spirit Bone, nor the weapon he gave me!

But... Ye Hua took it!

Does this mean...?

Hu Liena belatedly realized what was happening and directly pried open Ye Hua's mouth.

She stuffed all the mints that Ye Hua had given her into her mouth.

"Mmm!"

Ye Hua managed to defend against the skeleton's sneak attack, but he couldn't stop Hu Liena from feeding him, a spicy and refreshing burst of flavor.

"Cough cough! What are you doing!" Ye Hua glared.

Hu Liena covered his mouth, "Don't talk, chew quickly!"

"I'm saving your life! I told you not to take it!"

Ye Hua was speechless, coughing from the choking sensation, and spraying out the mint candy.

"Don't throw up! I'm really trying to save you!" Hu Liena cried anxiously.

"If you die here, I'll have to figure out how to explain to Xiao Wu that you died here!"

Ye Hua's lips twitched wildly as he reached out and pressed down Hu Liena's hand that was covering his mouth.

Seeing that Ye Hua was about to vomit again, Hu Liena, in a moment of desperation, directly offered her lips.

"Hmm--"

Ye Hua's pupils dilated.

Hu Liena covered his mouth with her own.

The delicate fragrance of a young girl blends with the spiciness of mint, creating a unique flavor.

Seeing that Ye Hua had stopped struggling, Hu Liena slowly loosened her grip.

She subconsciously licked the corner of her mouth, her heart pounding wildly.

"Hehehe, what a touching story of a beautiful woman saving a hero!"

"Hehe, too bad you're all going to die, no amount of medicine will help!"

"Look at the state you're in!"

[Wind King] looked around as if admiring a masterpiece.

"What do you think my selling out of the three kings of water, fire, and earth is all about?"

"I'm trying to lower your guard, to make you think I'm nothing more than a hypocrite, a treacherous person who only wants to survive!"

"So you'll think my goal is to get to the deepest part of the place as soon as possible, finish the investigation, and go back to enjoy myself!"

"But actually, my real mission is to lead you to the deepest part of the cave, hahaha!"

He knelt down again, completely respectful.

"Old man Tang Chen!"

"His Majesty the Bat King!"

"My mission is complete!"

Seeing the [Wind King]'s rampage, Ye Hua silently snapped out of his reverie, still savoring the memory of Hu Liena's fragrant lips.

"Oh? Is that so?" he said casually.

[Wind King] abruptly stopped laughing wildly.

Ye Hua stood still, hands in his pockets.

Not to mention the accumulated toxins erupting, there wasn't even a drop of sweat.

"You..." [Wind King] was dumbfounded, "How can you still be standing?!"

"Fall down! Fall down!"

"Damn it!"

Why doesn't it fall down?

"Why doesn't it fall down!"

Ye Hua tilted his head. "When did I ever say I would be knocked out by your poison?"

[Wind King] suddenly stood up, staring intently at Ye Hua's face.

There was no redness, no paleness, the pupils were not dilated, and the breathing was unusually steady.

He even had the leisure to put his arm around Hu Liena's waist and pinch it hard.

Hu Liena was also stunned, blinking blankly.

So you weren't poisoned?

What about my first kiss?

Awooooo!

Hu Liena frantically pounded on Ye Hua's chest.

"I am immune to all poisons," Ye Hua patted her shoulder reassuringly. "The poison in the air of the Slaughter City has no effect on me."

[Wind King]'s face was so gloomy it could drip water, but he quickly regained his mocking expression.

"Heh, interesting, that's certainly unexpected."

"However—" His aura suddenly surged, "Master, grant me power!"

The Nine-Headed Blood Bat flapped its wings.

[Wind King] broke through the shackles of the Soul Douluo in an instant, and the pressure of the Titled Douluo was unleashed without reservation.

"Hehehe, even if you weren't poisoned, you'd only waste a few more breaths of my time!"

"Master has been waiting too long, I'm too lazy to keep up this act!"

He suddenly lunged forward, his movements blurring as he hurtled towards Ye Hua.

The blade tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

"Go to hell!"