📖 Chapter 1344 - Benefactor

18 Sep, 2024

‘Which bastard is actually fishing in a place like this?!’ Cheng Lingzi was about to cry. His thoughts were running crazily, but he didn’t dare move in the slightest. However, a gentle voice suddenly traveled through the water and reverberated in his mind.

“A fish that doesn’t bite the hook is a dead fish.”

Although this voice was gentle, as it reverberated in Cheng Lingzi’s mind, it turned into an icy cold killing intent that made him tremble uncontrollably. How could he be unfamiliar with this voice? Obviously… his hated enemy, Master Icespirit, had arrived.

Moreover, the other party’s words were a naked threat, making Cheng Lingzi full of grief and indignation. He suddenly had the urge to rush out and start a fight to the death, but that urge was quickly suppressed by his survival instincts.

Deep down, he couldn’t help but wonder… if a fish that didn’t bite the hook was a dead fish, then what about one that obediently chomped down? Wouldn’t he have a chance at survival?

This thought made Cheng Lingzi feel extremely conflicted. The fishhook in front of him swayed back and forth a few times, as if it was impatient.

However, Cheng Lingzi couldn’t come to a decision even after a dozen breaths of time had passed, and the fishhook slowly began moving upward. At the same time, a cold voice rang out.

“Looks like the fish is dead.”

With these words, killing intent immediately filled the entire pond, giving the fish that was Cheng Lingzi a huge fright. Suppressing his inner conflict, he swam forward and, feeling incomparably aggrieved, he… bit the fishhook.

At this moment, for some reason, he recalled a certain saying from his hometown.

You can’t see a fish cry because its tears mix with the water…

Just like that, the fishing line retracted, pulling the fish out of the pond with a splash. As soon as he exited the pond, tears scattered through the air along with water droplets. Without the blurriness of the water, he could clearly see the detestable Master Icespirit in front of him, holding a fishing rod and looking at him with a faint smile.

With a yank of the fishing rod, Cheng Lingzi was pulled over in an instant, and Wang Baole grabbed him before he could speak. Bubbles were still coming out of his mouth when a massive suction force erupted and completely covered his body.

A moment later, the law of tongue’s desire in Cheng Lingzi’s body began flowing out into Wang Baole’s hand. Thanks to that, Wang Baole’s own law of tongue’s desire was replenished and even became more perfect than before.

Meanwhile, the fish that was Cheng Lingzi was withering at a rate visible to the naked eye. After a few breaths of time, he already seemed like a dried anchovy, the grievance and fear in his eyes blending together to form a pitiful sight.

Just as his flames of life were about to go out, the suction force suddenly stopped. Mind hazy from his near encounter with death, he vaguely seemed to hear a faint voice.

“Do you have a way to locate other mincemeat acolytes?”

This voice was like music from the heavens, like sacred, invigorating nectar. The dried-up fish seemed to instantly have found hope, and his eyes flew open as his breathing became ragged. Trembling all over with excitement, Cheng Lingzi immediately responded.

"Yes!! I do!!!"

Wang Baole nodded with satisfaction and opened his hand, tossing the fish onto the ground nearby. The fish’s tail slapped the ground, and as he leaped up, he turned into a boy who looked extremely feeble. This boy seemed to barely have the strength to walk, and as he looked at Wang Baole, his eyes were full of fear.

Staring at the terrified Cheng Lingzi, Wang Baole slowly walked over. As he approached, Cheng Lingzi’s body trembled more and more. The boy’s already pale complexion was almost completely white by now, and the terror in his eyes seemed on the verge of drowning him completely.

"I…"

He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could finish what he was saying, Wang Baole gently placed a hand on his head.

In that instant, Cheng Lingzi almost went crazy with fear, but a moment later, his eyes suddenly widened. He felt a wisp of the law of tongue’s desire exiting Wang Baole’s body and fusing into his own, allowing his extremely weakened body to instantly regain some strength.

His recovered strength was enough for him to fly at a reasonable speed. Wang Baole had only done this in order to make it more convenient for himself, but Cheng Lingzi was extremely shocked by this favor. He couldn’t help but feel extremely grateful to Wang Baole.

He was grateful to Wang Baole for sparing his life, and was even more grateful now that Wang Baole had helped him like this.

This indescribable gratitude magnified endlessly as soon as it appeared. Because of the grace Wang Baole had shown him at this moment, all of his past hatred melted away. In its place arose a wave of warmth, making Cheng Lingzi feel as if he could do anything if it was for the sake of his benefactor.

Noticing the expression on the boy’s face, Wang Baole blinked. His voice became gentler, and he softly stroked Cheng Lingzi’s hair.

“Alright kiddo, let’s go and find the other mincemeat acolytes.”

“Yes!!” The boy shuddered, and he immediately shouted in affirmation. Although his body was still slightly feeble, he was in high spirits. Looking around, he raised his hand and struck his head forcefully, causing his eyes to bulge out. The law of tongue’s desire in his body fluctuated, creating a resonance with his qi and blood.

A moment later, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his head swiveled in the northwest direction.

“Benefactor, one of my father’s minions is in that direction. I’ll bring you to find him right away.”

Wang Baole smiled and grabbed the boy’s shoulder. In a flash, their bodies disappeared, traveling northwest at high speed. An incense stick’s worth of time later, Wang Baole and the boy reappeared, and they saw a mincemeat acolyte under Tuo Lingzi’s camp rapidly fleeing in the distance. Behind that acolyte was someone chasing with an indifferent expression.

This person was like a mountain of meat wearing a white robe. His massive body exuded a domineering might, and there was a halo behind him made up of innumerable complex runes.

The rich aura of qi and blood radiating from his body seemed to redden the sky. Indeed, he was the one that rumors claimed the Desire Lord had high hopes for – Feng Di.

As Wang Baole and Cheng Lingzi arrived, Feng Di suddenly paused his pursuit and turned to look at them. His originally calm face became slightly serious, and the halo behind him flashed for an instant, causing the fleeing mincemeat acolyte in front of him to tremble violently. Despite struggling violently, that acolyte was dragged backward by a mysterious force, and Feng Di tightly grabbed his head.

Absorbing the mincemeat acolyte’s law of tongue’s desire, Feng Di narrowed his eyes and stared straight at Wang Baole, who was looking right back at him.