Materials Complete, Ready to Refine the Golden Core! Nurturing the Nascent Soul

In an unnamed valley, one flower and one man stared each other down.

The Giant Man-eating Flower's enormous, serrated petals were battered and torn, their edges charred black and curled as though they had been struck by lightning eight hundred times.

The Abyssal Maw at the flower's center, which had once been capable of swallowing mountains, now stood empty. The fangs that could crush spirit jade flooring were all gone! Only bare, pitted gums remained, opening and closing unconsciously with a wheezing sound.

Its enormous bud had completely drooped as well, limp and listless like a giant eggplant wilted by frost.

Aside from his severed arm, Fang Yu had also reached the limits of his strength.

Both sides were at the end of their rope, and the air was thick with the grim desperation of either you die or I do.

Fang Yu spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. It tugged at the wound on his face, making him suck in a sharp breath.

He looked up at the dying giant flower across from him, then lowered his gaze to his empty left shoulder. The corner of his mouth twisted into a bitter smile uglier than crying.

"Laojun, cough cough, you should've told me earlier that you couldn't intervene! If I'd known you were just a portable information grandpa, I... I wouldn't have touched those damn ginseng whiskers even if it killed me! Good thing the wild monster I provoked this time was only at the Nascent Soul Stage."

He caught his breath, his tone full of post-disaster complaints and lingering fear. "If it had been a Nascent Soul Stage Boss, then with that bite just now, I wouldn't merely be missing an arm. I'd have been digested into shit!"

In his mind, Laojun's phantom snorted irritably, his voice