Cultivation by Trial and Error
Chapter 781: 774: Harvest
Chapter 781: Chapter 774: Harvest
The Devouring Touch that pierced into the Evil Infant’s body numbered merely over a dozen.
Chen Hai had never intended to kill the Evil Infant. After all, he still hoped to extract sufficient benefits from the Evil Infant to compensate for the immense loss caused by the destruction of his mansion’s backyard.
Otherwise, if he had gone all out and produced hundreds of Devouring Touch tendrils to pierce the Evil Infant’s body, it wouldn’t have taken a moment to completely devour the Evil Infant clean.
“Master, spare my life!”
“I’ll compensate for the disasters caused by Chi Lian and White Bone.”
“Just let me off the hook, and whatever you want, I’m willing to compensate you!”
…
The Evil Infant, who originally looked like a small child, now had wrinkly skin; its whole body had shrunk, resembling a newborn infant.
Although Chen Hai had held back on purpose, with just over a dozen Greedy Touch tendrils penetrating the Evil Infant’s body, it still caused it tremendous, irremediable harm.
As a member of the ghost clan, the Evil Infant was not a flesh and blood body, but as a pure Soul Body, it was still within the dietary range of the Devouring Touch.
Because its ghostly essence was continuously draining away, devoured endlessly by those tendrils, its body had shrunk to its current state.
“If you’ve done wrong, you need to admit it; when being punished, stand straight. As an accomplice of Chi Lian and White Bone, if you’re willing to compensate for their losses, why didn’t you agree earlier?”
“I’m not some unreasonably harsh person, forcing me to take action. Is there any sense in that?”
“Some people just won’t give up until they’re on the brink, not realizing they need to turn back until they hit a wall!”
Chen Hai smiled and exclaimed.
The numerous Devouring Touch tendrils that had pierced the Evil Infant’s body were mostly retracted by him.
Just four or five tendrils were left, considerably slowing the devouring speed of the Evil Infant’s Soul Body.
Having done all this, he paused briefly, then continued, “The flowers and plants in my backyard are all Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.”
“My hope of becoming a Daluo lies within those treasures.”
“Chi Lian and White Bone destroyed my courtyard, causing me immense loss. Since you’re willing to compensate for them, then we can talk!”
“I’m not a greedy person, nor will I deliberately make things difficult for you, expecting you to replenish all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures in my backyard—that’s definitely not realistic.”
“Considering you’re being sensible, compensate me with two or three Spiritual Treasures or better, and we can consider this matter settled!”
Chen Hai spoke with self-righteous arrogance.
After all, the life and death of the Evil Infant, who had no power to resist, were entirely in his own hands; it simply had no means to verify whether his words were true or not!
Even if it knew that he was extorting it, unless it was tired of living and sought its own death, it still had no choice but to gulp down its own teeth and obediently agree to the terms.
“What…” Completely frightened, the Evil Infant trembled violently several times.
Whether Innate or Acquired Spiritual Treasures, they were the most top-tier treasures on the Primordial Land.
He wasn’t even a Golden Immortal, merely a Little Heavenly Immortal.
He had only heard of Supreme Treasures above the level of Spiritual Treasures but had never seen any. Asking him to present two or three such treasures to Chen Hai as compensation was utterly impossible, even if he was beaten to death.
“Master, it’s not that I don’t want to compensate you. It’s just that I really can’t produce what you’re asking for…”
After being stunned for a moment, the Evil Infant finally came to its senses.
Fearing that an angry Chen Hai might kill him on the spot, the pitiful Evil Infant knelt on the ground, frantically pleading while continuously knocking its head on the ground with a thud.
“Not even a single Spiritual Treasure? Are all the ghosts in the Poor Ghost Clan so poor?” Chen Hai muttered to himself with a light sigh.
He could tell that the reaction of the Evil Infant was genuine, utterly devoid of any pretense.
If there had been even the slightest chance that he could produce a Spiritual Treasure, his behavior wouldn’t have been anything like it was now.
Not far away, Ning Wudi, with only half his body left, didn’t flee and vanish like everyone else in the mansion.
The nightmare that had almost wiped out the Ning Mansion, tamed in a matter of moments by Chen Hai, was all witnessed by him, who had remained exactly where he was.
“Esteemed senior, may I ask, are you from the Human Tribe?”
Watching the Evil Infant kneeling on the ground, continuously kowtowing and pleading, then looking over at Chen Hai, who had maintained an indifferent demeanor from beginning to end, Ning Wudi hesitated for quite a while before gathering the courage to tentatively inquire.
“Nonsense, my ancestors for three generations have been impoverished farmers, with their faces towards the soil and backs towards the sky, toiling away in the fields for a lifetime.”
“As someone of such a genuine lineage, if I am not from the Human Tribe, then what am I?”
“What? You doubt my identity, thinking I am different from you?”
Rolling his eyes, Chen Hai huffed unhappily.
As he responded to Ning Wudi’s questions, dozens more tendrils burst out from his body, writhing menacingly in the void to prove his pure Human Tribe identity.
“This…” Ning Wudi fell silent, watching those fierce tendrils dance in the void, he shrank his head back, for a moment at a loss for words.
After all, the fearsome form displayed by Chen Hai, a so-called pure member of the Human Tribe, left Ning Wudi feeling quite disoriented, as if his own purity was now in question.
“My lord, everything I own is here, you can take it all, I honestly do not have any treasures on the level of a Spiritual Treasure!” The typically giggling and laughing Evil Infant now spoke with a voice tinged with sobs.
With a gentle swipe of his small hand in front of him, a crack in the void appeared, and a pile of items fell out onto the ground.
This sort of spatial rift was likely a method used by ghostly beings like the Evil Infant for storing items.
Once everything fell to the ground, the crack in the void healed, returning to its original state.
Chen Hai’s gaze swept over the pile of items produced by the Evil Infant.
Immortal Artifacts, spiritual materials, Jade Scrolls…
There were quite a few miscellaneous items, and there were one or two things that even Chen Hai couldn’t recognize.
“Not a single Spiritual Treasure, just a pile of junk, and you want to redeem your life? Do you think I’m a scrap collector?”
Retracting his gaze from the pile of items, Chen Hai sneered disdainfully.
After confirming that the Evil Infant really had nothing of value and that it would be difficult to extract anything worthwhile, the dozens of tendrils that had emerged to prove his Human Tribe identity voraciously penetrated the body of the Evil Infant.
Before the Evil Infant could even let out a scream, the already infant-sized creature was devoured completely, not even leaving residue behind.
After all the tendrils retracted and he returned to his normal appearance, Chen Hai squatted down and rummaged through the pile of items left by the Evil Infant.
There were only two items that he couldn’t recognize.
One was a fist-sized object, completely petrified, which seemed to be the eye of some creature.
The other was a thumb-sized Five-Colored Stone.
Sensing that these two unknown objects might be of some help to him, Chen Hai didn’t hesitate to take them.
“Shared joy is double joy; we are both from the Human Tribe, so we are bound by fate. I’ll leave these remaining items for you!”
Calling out to Ning Wudi who wasn’t far away, Chen Hai’s body flickered, and he vanished into the night.