CH 81.3

“Wait a minute,” the young man pleaded, saving Dijia’s sanity.

Dijia regained consciousness, and his body froze when he saw the scene in front of him.

The young man’s cheeks were flushed at this point, and his original vast starry eyes were now enveloped in a layer of wet mist.

His face was tense, and the corners of his eyes were drooping slightly, as if he was about to cry.

The soft and wide priestly robes had been ripped away from his body, ‘revealing’ the snowy skin hidden inside.

Dijia’s brain exploded with a buzz.

The young man had no idea that his pleading expression only aroused the desire to attack.

“Uh, it’s all because of those hateful human magicians. This powder is too vicious,” Dijia said, taking a deep breath and carefully arranging Bai Lixin’s collar.

His tone became increasingly solemn, to the point where he believed himself.

Bai Lixin: “……”

You want others to carry the pot for you, but did they agree?

Only then did Dijia recall that there was another person in the tunnel. He raised his cold eyes to Lian, who waved his hand hurriedly. “I did not see anything ah!”

Fuck. It’s you who started such a colorful scene and now you intend to kill someone!

Shame on you!

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A magician in a distant country sneezed.

The servant beside him immediately trembled and faltered, “Heaven, Your Majesty, are you….are you all right?”

The magician coldly lowered his eyes, “Continue.”

Who is scolding him?

He stroked the soft fur that had just been brought under his body, his scarlet eyes filled with a sinister intent.

It’s almost there, that moment is almost here.

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Dijia was still sitting on the steps, showing his inability to care for himself.

Bai Lixin looked down at Dijia and said, “Why don’t you wait for me here?”

Dijia: “How are you going to get there?”

Bai Lixin: “ Lian said that they could avoid the pet because of something the guard was holding. It should be this powder. I can dig a little from the cracks in the bricks and carry it with me. It should be enough for it to stay away.”

Dijia had witnessed the power of that thing and refused to approach it. “Get a lot, in case you spill it along the way,” he could only nod helplessly.

Bai Lixin, “Got it.”

Dijia felt himself getting hot. The young man’s lips were still a bit swollen and one corner of his lips appeared even more red.

Dijia reminded Bai Lixin as he bent down to carefully pick the powder: “Pick it out evenly; don’t have a wide range of holes, so the pet doesn’t run out.”

He paused and then beckoned Bai Lixin, “Disciple, come here.”

Lian glanced at Dijia secretly.

Surprisingly, they were master and disciple?

This undead is too shameless.

Dijia also felt embarrassed after calling Bai Lixin like that.

Bai Lixin didn’t feel anything and walked towards Dijia in big steps. Dijia stretched out his fingers and cast a magic spell on him.

“I’ve cast a protection spell on you, and it can save your life at a critical moment.”

His eyes fell on Lian, who was watching the show, “You also come over.”

Lian was flattered.

I thought this treatment was only for “disciples,” so I was surprised to receive it as well. Is this *house love and crow love?

Lian was taken aback when a black spell was cast over his head.

Dijia spoke in a cold voice: “I put a curse on you, once you think of hurting my disciple, the curse will immediately shatter your bones.”

Lian: “……”

What’s with the house and its crow?

To hell with it!

Give this blessing to others!

Bai Lixin and Lian worked for a long time before finally picking a palm sized amount of powder and putting it in a bag.

After bidding Dijia farewell, Bai Lixin and Lian entered the labyrinth.

Because of the powder, the monster did not appear before them again.

Lian put his hand on the wall and walked in front, “Let me think about where to go……”

He walked back and forth twice and tried to remember the direction to no avail. How could he have forgotten?

It’s over, my brain is blank.

“What should we do? I seem to have forgotten the way,” Lian retracted his arm awkwardly and looked guiltily at Bai Lixin.

Bai Lixin was silent for a few seconds before Lian noticed him reciting an obscure incantation. A piece of green algae appeared beneath Bai Lixin’s feet the next second.

The green algae spread quickly across the ground, with Bai Lixin’s feet in the center.

Lian: “What is this?”

Bai Lixin: “Urban planning master.”

Lian: “What?”

Bai Lixin: “This is a slime mold, a type of fungus that people also call the master of urban planning.”

“When you come across a complicated road, you can quickly find the most convenient and efficient route if you give it enough time. So the labyrinth will be no problem.”

Lian stared in awe and disbelief at the slimy green thing at the bottom of his feet.

Slime mold?

How come he had never heard of it?

How can a single-celled creature be called a master?

Bai Lixin: “Wait a while, I have accelerated the growth rate of the slime mold and it will be ready soon.”

Bai Lixin was the one with the powder so Lian couldn’t go.

Despite his doubts, Lian stood silently beside Bai Lixin, waiting to see what this slime mold could do.

Soon after, Lian noticed that the slime mold had begun to shrink, and the surrounding area was filled with faint light colors, with a distinct yellow-green line in the center.

Bai Lixin walked up to this line and waved at Lian, “Okay, let’s go.”

Lian: “?”

Is this fine?

He was still skeptical, but in the end, Bai Lixin was the one with the powder, so Lian had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

The further they walked, the more dazed Lian became.

This road felt so familiar.

Turn right ahead.

Yes, then turn left.

All right.

The two just followed the line of the slime mold and easily came out of the labyrinth.

Lian was shocked.

What was this thing called?

Slime mold?

He was now embarrassed, how could he say that the slime mold was not worthy? He was the one who didn’t deserve it.

After walking out of the tunnel, Bai Lixin tied the powder around his waist again.

Soon, they heard roars from a distance.

Lian’s steps were sloppy as he walked forward in quick, anxious steps, almost breaking into a run.

He stumbled on his feet and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

There was a sticky touch to his hands that felt like some kind of ‘liquid’.

The thick smell of blood then came to his nose.

Bai Lixin’s flashlight followed closely behind, and the two were finally able to see what was on Lian’s hand.

There was a puddle of red blood, and blood flowed from afar to form a stream.

Lian’s head buzzed and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Bai Lixin helped him up and said, “go, let’s go to the front and see.”

Lian’s body was soft, but he still shook off the blood on the palm of his hand and followed Bai Lixin in a daze.

Because it was dark, Bai Lixin adjusted the flashlight to the highest setting, and the scene in front of them gradually became visible.

The underground was not much better than the large torture room on the ground floor.

The beastmen were stuffed into square cages.

Countless “wild” eyes converged on them, and the glow from their eyes appeared exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.

The cage facilities were deplorable, and the beastmen who appeared to be insane grabbed the cage doors and howled at them.

But these howls were not cries for help but those with the intention to attack.

Lian quickly peered into the cages, hoping to see his son but also hoping not to see him.

As he searched, Lian cursed.

“Is the arena really that important? Do the battles have to be brutal?!”

Bai Lixin was silent.

In the real world, dogfights were once prevalent.

The owners would constantly hit the dogs to stimulate the dog’s true beastly nature in order to keep them ferocious.

They would even inject canine stimulants into the dogs to keep them excited.

In the eyes of the owner, the dog was not a life, but money.

A fighting dog can cost as little as a thousand dollars or as much as a million dollars.

If it wins, he will have a lot of money; if it loses, he will lose everything.

This was kept in mind by desperate gamblers, and the belief was constantly multiplied.

What Count Aer was doing was no different from what the dog owners did.

In the eyes of Count Aer, these beastmen were no longer his kind, but objects that could be sold.

“Found him!”

Lian’s cry rang out in the area, bringing Bai Lixin’s thoughts back.

He went to Lian’s side and followed his excited and sad gaze to look at the “beastman” in the cage.

It was a gray-colored beastman who resembled a pure beast. He had bright red eyes and sticky saliva streaming from his bare teeth. His large furry body squatted in the cage as he attempted to attack Lian with his teeth.

He had completely lost his mind and couldn’t even recognize his father.

Bai Lixin noticed that Lian’s hand was nearly bitten at one point.

With Lian’s cry, the entire area seemed to have a chain reaction as countless beastmen started roaring.

Bai Lixin squeezed the black pearl necklace with his hand and a string of light instantly enveloped the black pearl.

Immediately after, a white light engulfed Lian’s son.