Chapter 68 - Chapter 68: Chapter 63 Free Entry and Exit i (2/2)

“A little! As long as I stay away from these small trees, I’m fine.”

Fourth was pointing to a small tree with an ink-green hue all over.

I didn’t know its name, it looked a bit like the leaves of konjac, and there were strange grayish-white spots on the trunk.

They looked like grayish-white eyes.

It wasn’t tall, only about a meter in height.

Termites just had to run under its tree and they would become disoriented.

Within the range shrouded by the Ancient Banyan Tree, it was basically a small world under the control of the tree itself. The trees and grass inside seemed to have a symbiotic relationship with it.

Qin Niu cut down the small tree with a single slash of his blade.

A pale green liquid immediately started oozing out from the cut end of the trunk.

Qin Niu suddenly had an idea, if Banyan Tree Blood could help termites evolve, what would happen if they drank the blood of this symbiotic plant?

This time he had come prepared.

He immediately took out a small jar and began collecting the blood of the bizarre plant.

After collecting it, he searched for his next target.

As long as he saw this type of small tree, he cut it down without hesitation.

Ordinary termites could be trapped by any grass or small tree, but only this kind of small tree with grayish-white eyeballs on its trunk could confine Fourth.

Qin Niu soon collected nearly half a jar of blood from this type of tree.

He managed to locate all the termites that had come inside as well.

He glanced at the trunk of the Ancient Banyan Tree behind him, licking his lips with covetous eyes.

Banyan Tree Blood was a treasure.

It was a pity that the rope he had woven wasn’t long enough.

Before finding a way to freely come and go, it was better to remain cautious.

He started to head back the way he came.

Simply pulling the rope and moving forward.

As he walked out, he kept gathering the rope.

In theory, there should have been no problem, but something strange happened again very soon.

The rope did not break but seemed to be able to extend indefinitely.

The more he collected, the more there seemed to be, never coming to an end.

In less than half an hour, he had a huge bunch of vine rope in his hands.

He was certain that just the amount he held in his hands was more than two hundred meters long. There was still some tied around the pine tree outside, probably forty to fifty meters of it.

He had woven the rope himself, so how could it possibly extend infinitely?

“Fourth, can you feel the Ant Queen’s position?” Qin Niu asked.

“I can! But it’s very weak,” Fourth replied.

“Lead the way!” Qin Niu ordered.

Fourth walked, stopped, and kept adjusting its direction.

Whenever they encountered a tree that could trap Fourth, Qin Niu solved it without mercy with a single slash.

With Fourth leading the way, Qin Niu made it out of there successfully.

Looking at the vine rope in his hand, it was incredible.

It was like wood that had dried out for years; it fell apart with just a touch.

Once out, Qin Niu felt secretly elated.

It appeared that as long as Fourth and the Ant Queen stayed out of trouble, even if he went in, his safety was assured.

Had he known how powerful Fourth was, he wouldn’t have worried about collecting Banyan Tree Blood.

But given another chance, he guessed he would still be as cautious as before.

He didn’t dare to recklessly risk Fourth’s well-being.

He simply discarded the vine rope in his hand.

It wasn’t that the entire rope was rotten. The rope outside was fine; it was only the part that had been taken inside that had completely deteriorated.

Nor was there an obvious boundary; it had decayed gradually.

It was like there was a buffer zone.

Qin Niu estimated that this buffer zone was about twelve meters long.

“Fourth, let’s go in and try again,” he suggested.

Having successfully exited twice, Qin Niu grew bolder.

He took Fourth and broke in again.

It was still early, and dusk was a long way off.

This time, he did not skulk around but headed straight for the trunk of the Ancient Banyan Tree.

Without several jars of Banyan Tree Blood, the repeated risks would have been for nothing..