Not far away in the pit, Xue Yong was already sweating profusely.
His wound pressed against the dirt, the scratchy pain was unbearable! More painful than he imagined! He suddenly felt a twinge of regret, wondering if he should not have co?
But then he heard Professor Zhang beside him, encouraging him.
"Endure it, don’t be afraid, have a little patience!
"Fishing requires waiting! Wait patiently for the fish to bite!"
Another committee mber nearby was grimacing, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"I hurt even more! Sothing is coming out from underground, burrowing into my wound!"
Wu Qingyun nearby imdiately leaned over, crouched down cautiously, and looked underneath the committee mber’s wound, "Hmm, it’s ordinary mycelium, and it’s burrowed into your wound."
Professor Zhang nodded.
"Don’t be afraid, ordinary mycelium can’t harm the body of Sequence Nine.
"The Immortal Grass is very timid; this is just a probe!
"It will use worthless mycelium to explore first. If the mycelium is safe, it will then take action."
...
Fox Mountain, dormitory hall.
A group of foxes were eating popsicles, their eyes wide open, staring unblinkingly at the scene in midair.
"Hmpf hmpf hmpf."
"Owowow."
Bai Mo also nodded.
"This group of people... are indeed quite ruthless."
He used telepathy to send a ssage to Black Gloves and Flying Legs on the front line.
"Wait a little longer, don’t rush, it will take so more ti."
...
Ti passed second by second.
Over a dozen Immortal Technique Committee mbers, had already shed a lot of blood, soaking much of the dirt, their faces turning pale.
The wound in Professor Zhang’s palm continuously sent pain, stimulating his nerves.
But he still encouraged others.
"Everyone, hold on for a while.
"The fish is about to bite the hook."
At this mont, Xue Yong cried out in pain again.
"Ah!"
Almost simultaneously, his hand pressing on the ground was pierced by a main root that extended from underground!
The main root penetrated his palm, dyed red by his blood, wrapped around his wrist like a snake, tightly binding his hand, afraid he might escape.
Professor Zhang showed a cheerful expression.
"Exactly!
"This is the one!
"The Immortal Grass cannot resist the temptation of high-sequence blood, it will be fond of Sequence Nine’s blood.
"But its ordinary mycelium cannot consu Sequence Nine.
"After probing and confirming there is no danger, it will release its main root to consu Sequence Nine, to drain Sequence Nine.
"Xue Yong, co on, hang in there!
"This is also a probing; once it confirms the main root is safe, it will deploy its actual form of the mystical flower!"
Xue Yong’s face was pale and trembling slightly.
Forced out a smile.
In fact, he was already cursing inside... cursing at Professor Zhang for spreading ashes like lampgrass and farting lightly!
The one whose palm is pierced, is him, Xue Yong.
The one whose wrist is bound, is him, Xue Yong.
Professor Zhang, what cooling words are you saying there?
...
On the roadside, in the tree branches, Black Gloves and Flying Legs saw the main root extending from underground, their eyes imdiately sparkled!
"Owo?"
"Hmm?"
Isn’t this the sa herb as the one to strengthen tails?
Rush up and take it ho?
Imdiately they heard their master’s voice in their ears.
"Don’t rush, wait a bit more, Immortal Grass is still probing, sothing bigger is coming behind."
...
Xue Yong was sweating from his forehead, his arm trembling.
He could feel his blood qi being continuously sucked away by this main root!
Instinctively, he wanted to pull his arm away and yank off the main root...
"Stop!"
The voice of the Ancient Immortal echoed in his mind, causing him to shiver, the strength gathering in his shoulder dissipated instantly.
"Be honest, keep your hand pressed here.
"Wait obediently for !
"Fish up the Immortal Grass for , there will be rewards for you."
The voice of Round Stone Ancient Immortal completely dispelled his thoughts of fleeing.
He heard the "bzzz" "bzzz" sound next to him again.
Seeing one colleague after another being pierced through the palm by the main roots extending from underground, their wrists bound, their foreheads sweating, teeth clenched, bodies trembling.
"One, two, three... nine roots?"
It was Professor Zhang, counting the roots that had already erged.
"Already nine roots, are they all probing?
"Will Immortal Grass have a tenth main root?
"Will it have millennial cultivation?
"Will there be the mystical flower?"
...
Fox Mountain.
Bai Mo frowned.
"Nine main roots already?
"If there is another one, there will be the mystical flower."
The fox apprentices, having finished their popsicles, now brought several large tubs, each fox taking one to continue licking while still watching the scene in midair.
Mystical flower?
What is that thing?
Can it also strengthen tails?
Bai Mo used telepathy to speak to his two apprentices in the present world.
"Prepare the paralyzing ice ball."
...
On the roadside, in the tree branches, Black Gloves and Flying Legs received the master’s telepathic ssage, quickly unpacked the small dicine box, rummaged through it, found the paralyzing ice ball, and placed it by the box’s opening for easy access.
...
On the highway, Professor Zhang crouched in the pit.
The wound on his palm was barely bleeding, turning into a tingly, numb pain.
The nine colleagues beside him were all pierced through their palms by main roots, had their wrists bound by them, and were having blood sucked... yet he was the only one who hadn’t fished the mystical flower that might exist.
"Does this herb truly have millennial cultivation?
"Will the mystical flower really exist?"
The surrounding Immortal Technique Committee mbers were slightly panicked.
Can they fish up the mystical flower?
This kind of fishing fear most when the fish eat all the bait but don’t bite.
Now these main roots are already guzzling blood qi, already nibbling on the bait!
But does the big fish... actually exist?
"If it exists, co out quickly, let the Committee take you, use your dicinal effects to benefit everyone, wash away your sins!"
Professor Zhang saw the short knife he had just thrown on the ground, so he picked it up and stabbed it again fiercely into the back of his hand!
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