As soon as the Players entered the Demon Beast Forest, they imdiately scattered. They were seeking the Northern Wilderness factions they had co for, so naturally, they wouldn’t choose to cooperate.
Besides, the people from Wood Leaf Village had entered earlier. By now, they’ve probably already encountered so faction from the Northern Wilderness, right?
As far as the Players were concerned, the factions of the Northern Wilderness were a thing of the past. But Luminous Fire City remained the Players’ eternal enemy.
Why?
The City Lord of Luminous Fire City, Zhou Fengqi, was the first to refuse to recognize the Profound Yellow Sect’s influence, and their Young City Lord also harbored a great enmity towards the Profound Yellow Sect. Under such circumstances, Luminous Fire City naturally beca a target for all the Players. Of all the powers they could have provoked, why did they choose the Profound Yellow Sect? Didn’t they know the current Profound Yellow Sect was invincible?
The people from Wood Leaf Village weren’t scurrying around frantically like headless chickens inside the Demon Beast Forest. Instead, they delved deeper with a clear goal in mind.
Soon, the Wood Leaf Village Players arrived at the edge of the Cold Pond in the Demon Beast Forest. This Cold Pond was the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon’s territory. Usually, no Demonic Beasts would co here, except for Dung Beetle. By now, he had developed a certain rapport with the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon. He often delivered large amounts of his Secret Stinky Tofu to the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon and even used the Flood Dragon’s excrent to fernt this Secret Stinky Tofu. The Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon was completely unconcerned about these things. After all, the Secret Stinky Tofu made by Dung Beetle was an indescribably fatal temptation for it.
"Why did Boss bring us here?"
"I rember this place! It’s the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon’s territory. Is Boss planning to feed us to it?"
"No way! That can’t be possible, right? Boss isn’t that kind of person."
"It’s probably for the Stinky Tofu. After all, this is Boss’s Biological Weapon. He didn’t even bring out this trump card during the great battle between the Sea Race and the Demon Race!"
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The Wood Leaf Village Players all started speculating.
Sure enough, Dung Beetle dug out about a dozen jars from a pile of foul-slling earth, each exuding a pungent odor. If it were any other players, they would have probably been repulsed by the stench long ago. But were the Wood Leaf Village Players ordinary? They all knew just how incredible Dung Beetle’s Stinky Tofu was.
The Fourth Test Players, like The Heavens are Dead and Yellow Heaven Must Rise, were the most qualified to speak on this! Hadn’t they acquired a special Constitution from eating Stinky Tofu while climbing the Celestial Ladder? Many Players had envied them at the ti. Unfortunately, Dung Beetle only had that single jar of Stinky Tofu with him back then. That single jar was snatched up and devoured, with One Blade 999 and others even shalessly fighting the Fourth Test Players for it! They were a complete bunch of Bandits.
Now, seeing Dung Beetle dig out so many jars of Stinky Tofu, many Players grew tempted. Eating this Stinky Tofu could grant a special Constitution! Who wouldn’t be envious? Weren’t all the Players who possessed a special Constitution incredibly powerful in battle?
Dung Beetle looked at the jars of Stinky Tofu on the ground, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Not bad, not bad. These jars have a really potent aroma." He hadn’t co to check on the Stinky Tofu for so ti. Now that he finally had the ti, he decided to retrieve the Stinky Tofu stored here. Ti was indeed crucial. The longer the Stinky Tofu was stored, the more authentic its aroma beca. This stench is truly one of a kind!
Dung Beetle opened one jar. The thick, mud-like black Stinky Tofu inside was poured out and thrown directly into the Cold Pond. The other Players watched this, their hearts aching. This is such good stuff, and he’s just throwing it away?
Steady as an Old Dog, observing Dung Beetle’s actions, explained, "Boss is giving it to the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon. After all, our Boss has a pretty good relationship with it."
Hearing this explanation, the other Players felt relieved. After all, hadn’t the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon chased Dung Beetle across half the Demon Beast Forest just for this Stinky Tofu? One must rember, the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon was one of the overlords of the Demon Beast Forest. Building a good relationship with it was definitely the right move.
Imdiately after, Dung Beetle tossed another four jars of Stinky Tofu into the Cold Pond, making a total of five jars! The Players felt sowhat regretful watching this. Such good stuff, given to the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon. What a waste!
But in the very next mont, the chilly surface of the Cold Pond began to churn. Soon after, a Flood Dragon’s head erged from the water. The re sight of its head was enough to terrify the Players. They were all standing at the edge of the Cold Pond. If the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon wanted to kill them, it would be as easy as pie. Before this Flood Dragon’s head, they were no different from ants.
"Human Race, prepare more next ti!"
The Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon’s voice echoed throughout this part of the Demon Beast Forest. Sensing a great threat, many Demonic Beasts quickly fled the area.
Dung Beetle chuckled. "Don’t worry, bro. I’ve buried plenty more here. The longer my Stinky Tofu fernts, the more authentic its flavor becos. When the ti cos, I’ll dig so up and send it over to you."
Hearing this, the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon grunted, its massive dragon eyes sweeping over the nearby Players. That gaze, like one looking down on ants, sent a chill down the Players’ spines.
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