Chapter 642 – Burrowing Mites (1/2)
“What, you’re not afraid anymore?” Li Qingshan asked in surprise.
“Hehe, aren’t you right next to me?” Hua Chenglu let out a toothy grin. Her teeth were pure-white, and her nose wrinkled slightly, still a little childish, tempting Li Qingshan very much to pinch her cheeks.
Li Qingshan recalled what happened when they met unexpectedly. Back then, she only seemed to be thirteen or fourteen. She had already left home, even using mechanical ships to flatten the Island of Cherishing Flowers. She could be regarded as possessing quite the adventuring spirit. As if he had remembered something, he suddenly smiled.
“Hey, what are you smiling for?” Hua Chenglu became ill at ease under his stare.
“I’m thinking about when we first met. In comparison, you were much more serious back then.” Li QIngshan smiled and waved his hand. A cloud rose up beneath their feet and lifted them up.
“I’ve already been like this- Ah!”
With a swish, the cloud took off, leaving behind a long, wispy trail.
Hua Chenglu let out a cry of surprise. Wind buffeted her face as she shot off into the darkness. She grabbed Li Qingshan’s hand before letting go again in a hurry. Her cries of surprise also turned into soft cheers of joy.
They did not fly for too long when the space around them suddenly opened up. They arrived in a spacious hole. Daemon qi filled the entire cavern, together with a deafening rustle. Li Qingshan understood what it was now. It was the sound of chewing.
A huge, white burrowing mite wriggled around as it bit into the banyan tree with large mouthfuls.
The tremendous daemon qi made Hua Chenglu’s breathing become a little forced. A dim, blue barrier of light wrapped around them, and only then did she ease up. She glanced at Li Qingshan gratefully and said.
“This tree sure is unlucky. It’s being eaten by insects and being strangled by vines.”
“Yeah. How unlucky, but what can I do?”
Li Qingshan’s eyes narrowed as his body tensed up, as that did not come from him, or the strange insect right before him. Instead, it sounded out from everywhere, echoing through this space. The voice was ancient and senile.
Li Qingshan composed himself very quickly and clasped his hands. “I’m Li Qingshan. Who are you sir? Please show yourself!”
The burrowing mite that had been focusing on eating the wood had been alarmed as well. It suddenly turned around. Actually, there was not much difference between the ends of its body at all. Only the vicious mouthparts distinguished the two ends, constantly opening and closing and flowing with transparent drool.
A primitive and cold murderousness assaulted Li Qingshan. The burrowing mite violently shrank up. This was the sign that came before an attack.
A Daemon General, and a carapaced Daemon General that was relatively difficult to deal with. Only when it heard him did it respond, which meant its senses and intelligence were very weak. Although it had undergone the first heavenly tribulation, it probably could not even assume human form, so there was no need for him to take it too seriously.
The burrowing mite’s shrunken body violently stretched out, and it sprayed a thick, green liquid from its mouthparts.
A wall of water rose up out of thin air, blocking the green liquid like a dam, but the green liquid ate a huge hole through it in the blink of an eye. However, having been impeded, the green liquid ran out of power and landed on the ground, creating a swathe of acidic, white smoke.
Li Qingshan said, “No wonder it can eat such tough wood!”