98 Could There Be a Treasure? (2/2)

These soft whispers between the two women were heard by Wang Baole as the two women passed him.

Wang Baole had wanted to greet them but stopped hearing those words. He was confused, and in his suspicion, he turned to look at the two women before lowering his head to look at himself. His facial expression was unusual, but his eyes flashed when he raised his head to see that the entire region was being covered and protected.

Could it be that they have found some treasures? Wang Baole perked up as he advanced forward curiously.

As he advanced, he heard more women's voices coming from the secret forest. He blinked and turned serious. Without stopping, he covered a certain distance and noticed that there was a pond situated within the forest.

In the pond, there were several female students from White Deer Branch College who were taking a bath.

There were also several people guarding the surroundings, preventing people from entering accidentally. Some of them were also getting dressed.

To a male, it would not bother them if they had not bathed for several day. To these girls who were not cultivators yet and were unable to clean themselves using spells, the pond was a blessing from the heavens. After all, they were surrounded by a desert, and the temperatures were scorching. If one did not bathe for a day, they would quickly be sticky with sweat. Coupled with the inevitable battles that took place in the process of finding the Spirit Roots, it was no wonder that the girls would gather in the pond to wash themselves.

The scene was like a lightning striking Wang Baole's head. He stared with his eyes widened. Everything before him was too exciting, and he could not withstand it.

”So many little Bunnies… Oh! There are big Bunnies as well!” Wang Baole was in a blur. He was thirsty, and his heart pounded furiously. His gaze swept over everything, and perspiration flowed down his forehead. He realized that the consequences of this were heavy, so he decided to escape.

Even though his sudden appearance initially surprised the girls who were bathing and guarding the pond, they quickly ignored him after sweeping their gaze over him quickly.

”What's going on? The irritating fatty is everywhere. I've seen so many of them today!”

”I also saw five or six of him. One just walked by as well.”

”Forget it, let's not care about him.”

After hearing the women's words, Wang Baole, who originally wanted to escape, instantly stopped. He blinked, realizing that the problem lay in that there were just too many Spirit Roots that had morphed into him, resulting in the frequent encounters of figures of himself in Spirit Breath Village.

Perhaps they still reacted to him initially, but since several days had passed where they kept seeing him in all kinds of circumstances, they grew accustomed to his presence and began treating him as a Spirit Root.

This threw Wang Baole into a dilemma, and he stood there, troubled.

What am I to do? If I revealed that I'm the real Wang Baole, they will be furious and might even become illogical in their anger. That would affect their ability to find their True Breath Spirit Roots. Everyone in the four major Dao Colleges is in it together, and this is something I should not do!

However, I can't just leave like that as well, as it would be too obvious. Sigh… these girls… why did they have to bathe in front of me?

Wang Baole was deeply troubled.

Forget it, I'll sacrifice myself… Wang Baole sighed once again, thinking about the sacrifices that he made for these girls as he tried hard to remain expressionless while walking toward them.

As he neared, the girls' inattention to him cause Wang Baole's heart to pound hard, especially when one of them stood up and walked past him right after bathing as he neared the pond.

Everything caused Wang Baole to hyperventilate. He felt something that he had never experienced before and tried his utmost best to remain poker faced as he passed them. Only when he was a distance away did Wang Baole heave a sigh of relief. However, it was at this moment when he heard sounds of apprehension from where the girls were bathing.

”That Spirit Root… seems weird.”

”It seems like… I can't make out how many inches it was.”

As the sounds of hesitation emerged, almost instantly, the area surrounding the pond fell silent before waves of screams of varying pitches erupted.

Wang Baole's facial expression changed, but he did not run. Instead, he retrieved a puppet that looked exactly like him, summoning it to run wildly, before taking out his stone shell to cover himself as he laid down motionless.