CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 185 UNDEAD_2

After wandering in the deep mountains for over ten hours, Li Xiu suddenly saw a strange light rising faintly from a distant mountaintop.

He observed it for a while and discovered that the mountaintop didn’t have any noteworthy features, though for some reason, there was an aurora-like light changing at the summit.

"Is it the light of a high-level demon spirit?" Li Xiu put away the Black Death Demon King and stealthily headed towards the mountaintop with the Jedi Knight.

The mountaintop seemed nearby, but it took several hours to reach, clearing several Frenzied Beast packs along the way before arriving at the foot of the mountain.

From the base of the mountain, it was clear that this mountain had nothing particularly special about it.

The trees and plants on the mountain were no different from those on nearby hills, and this mountain wasn’t that tall. Several mountains nearby were even taller.

In truth, none of these mountains were very tall; the difference wasn’t significant, and even mountains over a thousand meters were rare—most were just a few hundred meters high.

Li Xiu climbed the mountain with the Jedi Knight but didn’t encounter any Frenzied Beasts.

Near the peak, Li Xiu finally understood where the strange light originated from.

At the top of this small mountain, there was a peculiar tree with yellow leaves and a black trunk that twisted like coral. Full of yellow round leaves, it emitted a hazy glow while a smoky, flame-like aura rose from the trunk, intertwining with the glow to resemble a shifting aurora from afar.

As he scrutinized the strange tree, Li Xiu suddenly focused his gaze.

A peculiar vase was actually standing beneath that strange tree.

The vase towered over a person in height, its snowy white body decorated with blue patterns, resembling a porcelain vase no matter how one looked at it.

A porcelain vase appearing in such a place was bizarre enough. What was even more bizarre was that its neck didn’t contain any flowers or plantings, but rather something resembling a human head.

It was described as resembling a human head because from Li Xiu’s angle, all he could see was a head of grey-white hair cascading down and couldn’t discern if there was a head beneath the hair.

"It would be great if Chu Jun were here." Li Xiu examined it for a long time but couldn’t determine whether the vase and its contents were demon spirits.

He didn’t smell the scent of a demon spirit, but some demon spirits could hide their aura, so relying solely on scent wasn’t necessarily accurate.

Li Xiu decided to move around, trying to get a clear view of whether the vase contained a human head.

But after circling around, either the tree blocked his view or his position was wrong, preventing him from seeing the face.

Li Xiu hesitated about whether to get closer to take a look.

If faced with an S-Class Demon Spirit, he had a fighting chance, but if the vase contained a Super Spirit, he wasn’t sure he could escape unharmed.

"One has to survive to become stronger. It’s best to be cautious." After some thought, Li Xiu turned to descend the mountain.

Just then, the large vase moved on its own, starting with small side-to-side shakes and slowly turning around.

Without waiting for it to fully turn, Li Xiu spun on his heel and ran downhill.

No matter what that thing was, it had definitely noticed him; it had been motionless until he decided to descend, then chose to move.

This was clearly abnormal. It seemed to want to lure him closer before, but seeing he wasn’t approaching, it decided to act out another plan.

Dong! Dong!

He heard the rolling sound of the vase behind him and ran even faster, though this small mountain wasn’t steep enough for riding the Pink Nightmare, leaving him to rely on his legs.

"I’ve collected so many demon spirits, but none can serve as a flying mount?" After a stretch of running, Li Xiu no longer heard the vase rolling behind him, allowing him to breathe a little easier.

Slowing down, he glanced back, almost scared out of his wits.

The large vase had somehow positioned itself right behind him, with the head on the vase now facing him, and the distance between their faces was less than a foot.

How should that face be described? Merely calling it ugly wouldn’t do it justice.

The face was wrinkled like old bark, where the eyes should be held even more wrinkles, resembling two chrysanthemums.

The skin on its nose hung down, obscuring its mouth with folds. Although the sight wasn’t particularly gory or filthy, it invoked a stronger sense of disgust.

Li Xiu retreated several steps, creating distance, and the Jedi Knight positioned the Samurai Sword defensively in front of him.

The vase didn’t make any more moves, but the wrinkles on the head’s face twitched like worms, making one’s scalp tingle. Finally, two narrow slits appeared where its chrysanthemum-like eyes were.

Since the slits were exceedingly narrow, surrounded by wrinkles and sagging skin, they obscured the whites and pupils, with only a green light visible within the eyes.

The moment his gaze met the vase’s, Li Xiu felt his mind cloud over and became dazed, unconsciously moving toward the vase.

Beside him, the Jedi Knight’s red eyes dimmed, the Samurai Sword dropped to the ground, and he stood motionless, as if bewitched.

Li Xiu, eyes vacant like a zombie, walked mechanically to the vase.

The flesh on the head’s face squirmed, seemingly delighted, as the green light brightened from its eye slits.