ALL NOVEL Chapter 58 - 56: The Insect Fight
Chapter 58: Chapter 56: The Insect Fight
Feng Wenjin nodded with a smile and said, “Heh, Mr. Su still remembers my name. Two months have passed since we last met, and you seem to have been doing quite well.”
“No, no, no, I haven’t been doing well at all. Your disciples have never given me peace, and now even the Inner Sect disciples are joining in. It seems I’ve underestimated the allure of the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword.”
Su Jie slightly moved his fingers, and the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword flew through the clouds and broke through the sky, hovering above Su Jie’s head, spinning around.
Upon hearing this, Feng Wenjin sighed with a hint of self-reproach, “It was my fault that my Master lost the wager, and with it, the Mid Grade Magical Artifact Taisu Shining Soul Pearl. Although Master didn’t blame me afterwards, I felt extremely guilty and wanted to make it up to him personally. And what better way to make amends than to bring back the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword? Surely he would be very pleased.”
“So, you’re sure you’ve got me, aren’t you?”
Su Jie’s eyes narrowed slightly, and from his sleeves, dozens of Yin Fire Blood Bees and Silver Winged Golden Line Cicadas flew out together.
“Mr. Su, you underestimate the strength of Inner Sect disciples. A flying sword doesn’t mean you can truly match up to us Inner Sect disciples.”
Feng Wenjin hooked up the corner of his mouth, and as he smiled lightly, he threw out a few poisonous insects that grew upon exposure to the wind.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a massive Poison Insect five meters in length, its body covered with pustules and barbs. This was a Low Grade One Refining poisonous insect, known as the Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm.
Besides that, there were also four giant beetles over two meters in length, clad in thick insect armor, all Low Grade poisonous insects called Thundering Beetles, not only with immense strength and thick armor but also possessing the power of lightning.
“We Gu Masters rely on poisonous insects to fight. Relying on external items like flying swords, you can only act fierce for a moment.”
Feng Wenjin elegantly spread his arms, as the four Thundering Beetles shook their bodies, baring their teeth and claws. Their horn-like antennae, comparable to spears, flickered with cold light, while the Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm raised its swollen head high. The Six-winged Centipede also hissed menacingly at Su Jie.
Seeing this, Su Jie was not surprised; instead, he questioned skeptically, “Is that all?”
“What do you mean ‘that’s all’?”
Feng Wenjin felt he had made quite an impact with his entrance and didn’t quite grasp the meaning behind Su Jie’s words.
“I mean, that’s all the poisonous insects you, an Inner Sect disciple, have got? That’s not enough! You are an Inner Sect disciple!”
Su Jie rubbed his temple. Even though a Low Grade One Refining poisonous insect along with five Low Grade poisonous insects was already a terrifying combination, capable of an overwhelming victory over Outer Disciples, it was totally inadequate before Su Jie.
“Still acting tough at the brink of death. You defeated those worthless ones relying on the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, didn’t you? But I’m different.”
Feng Wenjin was somewhat displeased. He felt a surge of irritation at Su Jie’s belittlement.
The “worthless ones” he referred to were the Insect Eye man who managed to escape. Hearing Feng Wenjin’s comment, the man’s mouth opened to speak, but before he could say a word, he noticed the dense forest behind Su Jie shake, and a terrifying figure appeared in his field of vision.
Ten or so meters in length, its vast insect body was black as ink jade, with hundreds of pale corpse hands creeping along.
On its grotesque and terrifying Bone Mask head, a pair of cold and ruthless Insect Eyes moved, sending shivers down one’s spine and a primal fear of the gigantic creature rising uncontrollably.
Once the Thousand-Handed Centipede appeared, Feng Wenjin’s expression changed dramatically, and his previously tranquil demeanor vanished.
Instead, his mouth hung open slightly, his gaze blank.
Disbelieving, he looked at the low-grade three-refining poisonous insect that had appeared behind Su Jie.
“Low Grade Three Refinements… How could there be a Low Grade Three Refinement poisonous insect? Where did you get the resources to cultivate it?”
Feng Wenjin’s confusion and shock received no answer, and he could only turn and glare at the Insect Eye man.
If looks could kill, the Insect Eye man would probably be riddled with blood holes by now.
With a cold face, Feng Wenjin forced out a soul-searching question through his clenched teeth, “He has a Low Grade Three Refinement poisonous insect, why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
The Insect Eye man had a gloomy expression, frantically explaining, “I wanted to tell you, but you kept interrupting, and I never got the chance!”
Feng Wenjin fell silent. He had looked down on the Outer Disciples too much, assuming Su Jie was merely acting fierce with the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword and dismissed the Insect Eye man’s earlier attempts to explain himself.
“It seems I overestimated you, Inner Sect disciples. No, I should say I overestimated you. Not all Inner Sect disciples can be as lackluster as you are.”
Su Jie shook his head. Before confronting the Inner Sect disciples, he had always overestimated Feng Wenjin’s abilities.
Now that he saw what was before him—a Low Grade One Refining poisonous insect joined by several ordinary Low Grade poisonous insects—he was deeply disappointed.
Of course, this was also related to Feng Wenjin’s strength. Su Jie could vaguely sense that he was at the Sixth Level of Yunling Realm, which just met the minimum threshold for an Inner Sect disciple, certainly not comparable to seasoned Inner Sect disciples.
Roar!
The Thousand-Handed Centipede seemed to sense its master’s dissatisfaction and let out a heavenward shriek.
Its heavy and terrifying body charged forward like a rumbling train.
A few Thundering Beetles surged with electricity, and several Lightning Balls fell, striking the Thousand-Handed Centipede’s Insect Shell, causing only minor cracks in the beautiful ink jade shell.
The Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm opened its mouth wide as its barbs exploded and along with the pus from its pustules, sprayed at the Thousand-Handed Centipede, turning it into a hedgehog of sorts.
Despite this, the Thousand-Handed Centipede’s speed was undiminished in the slightest, as if these attacks were no more than a tickle.
Then, it was seen biting down ferociously.
One of the Thundering Beetles shrieked as the Thousand-Handed Centipede bit it into two halves.
After the strike, the upper body of the Thousand-Handed Centipede stood erect, and the numerous pale Corpse Hands detached from its body, crawling rapidly towards the other insects in an eerily mesmerizing manner, encroaching and biting like a horde of ants.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining three poisonous beetles were enveloped by countless pale Corpse Hands and forcefully kneaded into a pulp of flesh and debris.
Only the Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm, covered in pustules all over its body, experienced a stress response when attacked.
Patches of pustules on its surface burst open, ejecting corrosive poisonous blood that eroded many of the approaching pale corpse hands.
Less than ten seconds had passed since the battle started. Although there was only one Thousand-Handed Centipede, the difference in grades between the two sides was vast, like an adult striking a child. A few Thundering Beetles were crushed in the blink of an eye, and the Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm was also shivering.
At the same time, the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword pierced downward, nailing the Six-winged Centipede to death, then continued its relentless flight toward Feng Wenjin.
“Thousand mosquito swarm!”
Feng Wenjin’s complexion turned ugly as he slapped the blue pouch at his waist.
Buzz buzz.
A massive swarm of mosquitoes and tiny insects surged out of the bag, enveloping Feng Wenjin within them and forming a black Insect Cloud that covered hundreds of square meters.
The Flying Sword dived into the swarm, like a swordfish entering a school of sardines, unable to locate Feng Wenjin’s figure, only capable of killing those tiny mosquitoes and flies.
Even the fire lines sprayed by the Yin Fire Blood Bees controlled by Su Jie were engulfed and extinguished by the Insect Cloud, and the Silver Winged Golden Line Cicada that flew into it was devoured cleanly in an instant.
“Thousand mosquitoes, Body Worm!”
From within the Insect Cloud, Feng Wenjin’s high-pitched voice resonated.
Countless mosquitoes and flies converged into the form of a Jiaolong, a mythical dragon, rolling and twisting in the air as it lunged to attack Su Jie.
Wherever the Insect Cloud passed, stones turned into hornet nests, and ancient trees exploded into a shower of wood chips, demonstrating formidable power.
“Xiao Qian.”
Su Jie called out.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede let go of the nearly consumed Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm. The Bone Mask split open, and beams of Purple Light Ray burst forth, instantly sweeping away scores of mosquitoes and flies with extreme heat, creating large voids within the Insect Cloud.
The Insect Cloud churned, and a black pagoda floated in the void.
This powerful Magical Artifact appeared, the layers of the pagoda opened, the air vibrated, and invisible air blades slashed in all directions.
The Thousand-Handed Centipede coiled its body, protecting Su Jie at its center, as countless air blades slashed the ground into pieces. The Thousand-Handed Centipede sustained some light injuries but rapidly healed them in the blink of an eye.
As the Thousand-Handed Centipede defended, the Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm opened its mouth wide, its abdomen swelling as white insect eggs spewed out like a waterfall from its oral apparatus.
The moment the eggs touched the ground, they embedded themselves in all flesh and blood bodies.
Visible to the naked eye, bulges formed under the Thousand-Handed Centipede’s insect shell.
White maggots hatched and began to squirm through the flesh.
In just a moment, the Thousand-Handed Centipede’s body shook violently, its massive form exploding into millions of small centipedes which turned around and consumed the white maggots as if they were delicious snacks.
It was at this critical moment that Feng Wenjin, who had been waiting, saw his chance and decisively threw out three Advanced Low Grade Thunder Charms.
Because the Thousand-Handed Centipede had fragmented into smaller centipedes, Su Jie’s figure was exposed, and three arc-shaped bolts of lightning struck him from above.
The rapidly intercepting White Bone Sky Slaying Sword was continuously buzzing from the impact, and Su Jie felt suffocated, with his internal qi and blood surging. Inner disciples indeed had many tricks up their sleeves.
It was only because Su Jie was one level below in strength that he couldn’t fully harness the power of the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, otherwise Feng Wenjin wouldn’t have been able to shake this Flying Sword at all.
“Die.”
Feng Wenjin let out a cold laugh as the swarm of insects sharply compressed, condensing into a black giant sword.
He himself merged with the sword, striking towards Su Jie like a bolt of lightning.
The black pagoda continuously emitted air blades, bombarding the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword without pause, delaying the sword’s offensive.
“Finally showing yourself.”
Su Jie had been waiting for this opportunity. With a cold snort, the flesh on his side split open, and countless pale arms rapidly grew, continuously turning outwards like a blooming Corpse Hand flower, desperately blocking the advance of the Insect Sword.
Countless pale arms were chopped off, only for new ones to grow back and take their place, holding their ground.
Feng Wenjin bit down hard, wanting to break through with one final push when he suddenly saw Su Jie’s cold eyes looking at him.
Boom!
Two Purple Light Rays shot out from Su Jie’s pupils, with less than a meter separating them, giving Feng Wenjin no chance to avoid them. His entire upper body was melted by the high temperature of the Purple Light Rays, leaving only his legs standing rigidly in place.
Clap clap clap clap clap!
With Feng Wenjin’s death, without the supply of Spiritual Power to control them, the swarm of mosquitoes dispersed and fled like rain.
Not far away, countless small centipedes surrounded the Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm, which by now was eaten down to just a skeleton.
Farther away, the Insect Eye man, who was affected by the battle between Su Jie and Feng Wenjin, was covered by the Scale-prick Long Ghost Worm’s eggs, with white maggots hatching inside out all over his body, turning him into lifeless rotting corpse.
It could be said that he was the most wronged in his death. The saying goes, “When immortals fight, mortals suffer,” and Insect Eye man was a prime example.