Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty Four – The Wasteland Beast Chessboard (2/2)

Pu Yao’s caused Zuo Mo’s expression to become even more embarrassed. “It seems that Ten Finger Prison is really a dangerous place. I should not go to such a kind of place.”

Pu Yao heard this and thought inside, no, if Zuo Mo wasafraid and did not go to the Ten Finger Prison in the future, it would be a troublesome matter. He was very familiar with Zuo Mo’s personality. This guy could not be forced, and could only be tempted. If there were enough benefits, this guy would howl and charge.

“There’s a bit of danger, but there are also many benefits.” Pu Yao’s expression was indifferent as though he was speaking objectively. “You destroyed his imprint, and swallowed his water breath bead. Haven’t you felt anything?”

Zuo Mo finally remembered after Pu Yao’s remember the bead he had swallowed before he had fainted. He hurriedly made an examination and immediately found the water breath bead.

A glowing dewy bead floated in his sea of consciousness. The sea of consciousness where a sea of flames danced had a lively and abundant humidity. The faint moisture spread from the dew bead. Wherever the moisture passed, the wounded consciousness was like burnt soil receiving nurturing and became full of life again. Zuo Mo felt unspeakably comfortable.

This was something really good!

Zuo Mo’s mind moved. The dew bead flew in front of him and a warm moisture blew into his face.

“The water breath bead can heal?”

To make Zuo Mo understand the value of the water breath bead, Pu Yao naturally spoke endlessly. “Not just healing. With it, you will have an easier time comprehending your own water breath. Once you have comprehended water breath, it will merge into the water breath that you comprehend. You will have an easier time casting the great majority of water yao arts, and water element spells, their power would also be greater.”

“This powerful?” Zuo Mo felt very excited. He was clear to the value embodied. With this water breath bead, it meant that his affinity to water had increased. This would increase the strength of a major type of yao arts and spells.

Water element spells, ge knows them! He cast a [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] with pride. A palm-size could instantly floated in his palm.

Hm, the cloud ball from the [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] this time was different than before.

The cloud ball seemed to be alive. The threads of rain that fell seemed to contain vitality. When they landed in Zuo Mo’s palm, then sunk into Zuo Mo’s skin and disappeared. Zuo Mo felt refreshed.

The sixth level of [Little Art of Cloud and Rain]!

Zuo Mo’s eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. Just with the addition of a water breath bead, his [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] had leveled up to the sixth level!

The sixth level of [Little Art of Cloud and Rain] was significantly useful!

Zuo Mo was overjoyed.

Treasure! Great treasure!

“Can this even be called a treasure?” Pu Yao seemed to know Zuo Mo’s thoughts, and an imperceptible smile floated on the corners of Pu Yao’s mouth. He continued to tempt Zuo Mo, “The water breath was just from the prison-breaking battle of the first prison. Each prison of the Ten Finger Prison has something good. Only what is in the later prisons can be called treasures.”

“Each prison has their own?” Zuo Mo’s eyes lit up.

“What? Are you interested?” Pu Yao glanced at Zuo Mo with deliberate calmness.

“Interested! Very interested!” Zuo Mo nodded frantically. He rubbed his palms and said warmly, “Pu Yao, let’s get them all! So many treasures, they can’t be wasted!”

“This will depend on your skills.” Pu Yao did not refute it. “The later prison-breaking battles will be more powerful than this.”

Countless jingshi spun in Zuo Mo’s eyes. He drooled and said with a stupid smile, “That’s nothing, we can wear them down, wear them to death!”

The water breath bead was wondrous as expected. Not long after, Zuo Mo’s injured consciousness was healed. Zuo Mo was full of praise, and desired the other treasures even more.

“Let’s go, you have not named your prison battlefield yet,” Pu Yao said as he pulled Zuo Mo into Vast Water Clear Skies.

Zuo Mo looked at the unfamiliar environment, his mouth wide, and his face stunned.

The criss-crossing river flows from before had all disappeared. The shards of stone under his feet had also disappeared. What replaced them were squares of different colors. The various colored tiles extended into the distance like an enormous chess board.

“What what is this?”

“Nothing big.” Pu Yao suppressed the shock inside and said in a normal tone. “You broke the first prison left by someone before you, so the first prison will be reconstructed.”

“Oh, so it’s like that.” Zuo Mo’s face showed realization

He casually walked forward and stepped into a green square. There were no changes. He stepped into another square, and there was still no change.

It just changed appearance.

The shock in Zuo Mo’s heart disappeared. He felt it was very boring, and his expression disappeared.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed again.

He seemed to have flown to a very high place and was looking down from an aerial view. He saw an enormous chessboard, the disorderly tiles formed a strange shape. The figure seemed slightly familiar to Zuo Mo. He quickly understood what the pattern was. Wasteland beast, that was a wasteland beast!

“Create a name.” Pu Yao’s light voice sounded at Zuo Mo’s ears.

“Wasteland Beast Chessboard.” Zuo Mo’s mind moved, and he blurted out.

Boom boom boom!

The sound was like thunder. The pattern of the wasteland beast on the chessboard seemed to suddenly become alive. A thread of grey smoke came out of the chessboard, and in a blink, turn to a wasteland beast.

The lantern sized red and vicious eyes, the bleak and disdainful presence, the roiling and shapeless body.

It glanced at Zuo Mo and suddenly burrowed back into the chessboard.

The chessboard under him once again became what it was originally.

In the minds of the yao that had excitedly charged into the first prison, three words floated up simultaneously—Wasteland Beast Chessboard!

Translator Ramblings: Zuo Mo’s proven history of terrible names have been broken … … actually, the name come from what Pu Yao’s teacher created so this isn’t really something he made. Nan Yue is so protective of her Daren … …