Chapter 16 Big Trouble is Coming

Hundreds of unread system notifications flashed wildly before his eyes.

“System Notification: You have entered the [Bizarre Poison: Hundred Flower Poison] state.”

“System Notification: You have entered the [Bizarre Poison: Stone Bone Poison] state.”

“System Notification: You have entered the [Bizarre Poison: Sticky Powder] state.”

“System Notification: The [Bizarre Poison: Hundred Flower Poison] state has been removed.”

“System Notification: You have entered…”

“System Notification: The [Bizarre Poison: Stone Bone Poison] state has been removed.”

“…”

This wasn’t any ordinary poison; it was straight-up [Bizarre Poison], a novel thing he’d never encountered.

Fortunately, Breath of the Night was as reliable as ever.

Looking over at the quintet, sure enough, some of them had arms sprouting from their bodies as well.

Wait! Why only a few arms? I’ve got hundreds sprouting like crazy!

Just as Fang Yue was feeling the injustice, he quickly realized that he was only at the Houtian realm, while the others were early-stage or mid-stage Ren-level experts. Their foundations were different, their realms were different, so naturally the effects would vary.

Luckily, he was a tenacious cockroach. Seeing the others stunned by the sight of his right arm sprouting small hands like mad, while he retreated without a care, those Ren-level experts were dumbfounded. They were all a bit muddled until the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul] rushed up from their lower halves. Then they hurriedly started popping pills and parrying attacks, turning the area into chaos.

Generally speaking, ghouls are stronger than humans!

A mid-stage Calamity-level ghoul should be very difficult for those three mid-stage Ren-level experts to handle.

But the result was that they weren’t.

Like him, they could easily kill the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul] in front of them, which only had half a body.

The only problem was that the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul] would regrow the small hands, and the color would become more vibrant, and the toxicity seemed to intensify.

Moreover, unlike them, who only grew a few arms, Fang Yue’s right hand was almost completely covered with small hands, and they were even starting to spread toward his shoulder.

This was getting a little scary.

Fang Yue’s expression turned grim. He could only endure things like [Ghoul Curses] and [Ghoul Poisons], not knowing how to deal with them.

The best way was to kill the main body, but the main body was unkillable.

Afterward, while enduring the onslaught of the small hands sprouting from his right arm, Fang Yue killed the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul] several more times, but each time, more small hands sprouted from the wounds. kΑnshu伍.ξà

By now, the corpse of the bandit leader, Old Seven, was just a pile of rotten flesh, covered densely with multicolored arms.

The arms crisscrossed, becoming the main body, acting independently, and looking rather disgusting.

What annoyed Fang Yue the most was that the small hands on his right hand were also acting, tearing through the skin of Fang Yue’s arm, digging out blood, and the poison penetrating deep into the bone marrow!

If it weren't for the Breath of the Night being so powerful, offsetting a large amount of the poison, Fang Yue would have already collapsed.

Even so, as the poison intensified, Fang Yue began to experience occasional dizziness, nausea, and vomiting, as well as fatigue and a drop in his stats.

This was a sign that the Breath of the Night was about to lose its hold on the poison.

The problem was that cutting off the small hands would only make the poison stronger, while not cutting them off would allow them to move on their own and attack his body, which was truly disgusting.

Calming himself down, Fang Yue gathered black qi and condensed it on the blade.

“If I mince the container, the corpse of the bandit leader Old Seven, what will happen to these arms?”

No ghoul is truly unkillable. Even ghouls that get stronger the more they are killed have their limits!

Fang Yue had learned a lot from Han Da Ren, so he wasn’t panicking so much at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, he flashed forward and unleashed a full-power strike.

Buzz!

The blade emitted a crisp sound as it crossed paths with the upper body of the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul].

Bang—

With a moment’s pause, the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul] exploded, blood spurting everywhere, directly cut into minced meat.

Fang Yue retreated far away, observing the condition of the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul], but was shocked to find that the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul] had indeed been separated.

However, each small piece of minced meat had grown a single, individual sticky cotton hand.

In a sense, the container really was just a container. No matter how it was destroyed, it wouldn’t harm the main body of the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul] in the slightest, only make it stronger!

Fang Yue had never encountered such a perverted ghoul before, and couldn’t help but sweat on his forehead.

The small hands on his right arm became even more frantic, as if stimulated, and lengthened their arms to grab at Fang Yue’s face, only to be cut off by Fang Yue’s backhand strike.

New small hands then sprouted from the cut. 看書溂

Fang Yue had thought about cutting off his right arm directly and reattaching it.

Back in Gu Yue Village, Fang Yue had done this before, and Breath of the Night supported this operation.

The problem was that looking at the condition of bandit leader Old Seven’s corpse, even if he cut off his arm, these sticky small hands wouldn’t transfer away, so it would still be a waste of effort.

Just as Fang Yue was thinking, he saw a group of people in the distance rushing over here in a hurry, panicked.

“Bandit leaders, save us! Save us!”

“Bandit leaders, ghouls, there are ghouls everywhere!”

Fang Yue then remembered that there were still many low-level night bandits who were surrounding him earlier with those bandit leaders.

But later, when the ghouls appeared, they all ran far away. He didn’t expect them to run back to ask for help now.

Fang Yue didn’t pay attention to this at first, but the next second, he suddenly froze.

Because he discovered that the [Sticky Cotton Ghoul] small hands, which were supposed to be living on every piece of flesh of bandit leader Old Seven, were now merging into the flesh and disappearing.

And the next moment, the night bandits who ran over immediately burst out with a chaotic mess of big hands all over their bodies.

Some sprouted from their heads, some sprouted from their mouths, and some grew densely packed small hands from their arms and thighs, frantically grabbing, corroding, and parasitizing the human body.

Screams, pleas for help, and cries for mercy were endless.

It had suddenly become extremely chaotic, but Fang Yue broke into a smile.

He cut off his right arm with a single stroke and threw it into the crowd like a grenade.

“The big medicine pill is coming!”

As soon as the bloodstained arm landed, the ghoul small hands parasitizing the arm seemed to sense fresh flesh and blood. They frantically weakened and disappeared from the arm that had lost its nutritional support, and finally emerged from the bodies of other night bandits, becoming stronger and more vibrant.

“Stillness World!”

To ensure his safety, Fang Yue even activated Stillness World and charged in.

He picked up his arm, stuck it back onto the severed limb for a while, and under the effect of Breath of the Night, the flesh tumors immediately intertwined and reconnected.

Releasing Stillness World, Fang Yue had already fled far away, still holding an uninfected night bandit in his hand.

“Where is Rat Throne!”

“Up, upstairs! The council hall!”

The night bandit, frightened out of his wits by the ghoul, naturally sold out Rat Throne.

Night bandits have never been trustworthy.