Chapter 5054 — A Keen Eye
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"Wahahaha! It's useless—all you can do is watch helplessly as he's bitten to death alive. It makes no difference to me so long as it's a spirit-body; alive or dead, either will do!" Sun Baimei sneered smugly. He had changed his mind now: since Wei Zhao insisted on playing the hero to the bitter end, he would just wait for the blood spirit cats to finish him off first. There was no rush.
Once the nine blood spirit cats were unleashed, no spiritual entity could survive before them. There had never been an exception.
"No... don't!" Though she knew it was futile, Leng Leng was still frantically, recklessly trying to drive the blood spirit cats off Wei Zhao. She could accept that Wei Zhao was a spirit-body—but she could absolutely not accept Wei Zhao dying before her eyes. And dying such a wretched death at that!
"Weep, weep to your heart's content. But you needn't worry too much—you'll be going down to keep him company soon enough. I'll be merciful and let the two of you be a pair of lovers in death. Of course, that little item on your person—I'll help myself to it without ceremony." Sun Baimei said, arms folded.
Even as he spoke, Wei Zhao had been torn and bitten by the nine vicious blood spirit cats until he was barely recognizable, his spirit-body showing faint signs of instability, as though it might collapse at any moment. The situation hung by a thread.
Leng Leng's help was futile, and Wei Zhao was making his last deathbed struggle, staggering and lurching about beneath the covering of the nine blood spirit cats—until, before anyone quite realized it, only three short paces remained between him and Sun Baimei.
Sun Baimei paid this no mind at all. Without these nine blood spirit cats, he would indeed have had to be wary of Wei Zhao after the strength he had displayed—at such close range he could easily be made to suffer again. But now he was plainly overthinking it. In his eyes, Wei Zhao was lucky to live another moment; what threat could he possibly pose?
Just then, for some unknown reason, the nine blood spirit cats clinging to Wei Zhao suddenly began howling madly. Their cries had been unnerving enough before; now they were so shrill and baleful that they set the scalp crawling, like screams echoing up from hell itself.
"Strange—why have the blood spirit cats suddenly become so excited? Could it be because they've devoured this spirit-body?" Sun Baimei was somewhat puzzled. He did not mind sharing some of the spirit-body with the blood spirit cats—they were his trump cards, after all—and given the strength of this particular spirit-body, half would be plenty for him to make his push toward the golden core.
It had never once crossed his mind that his blood spirit cats might run into trouble. These were vicious creatures made specifically for dealing with spiritual entities; Wei Zhao was on the verge of being torn to pieces. The only remaining question was how much of the spirit-body would be left over—beyond that, there could be no mishap.
Be that as it may, the blood spirit cats' current state was truly peculiar, and a faint unease still stirred in Sun Baimei's heart. He immediately made to beckon one over and see what was going on.
But before he could raise his hand, the shrill cries of the nine blood spirit cats suddenly pierced the heavens—and then a ferocious blaze erupted from their bodies. Savage as they had been a moment before, in the blink of an eye they were burned by that fire until not even ashes remained.
"Core... core fire?!" Sun Baimei violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Ever since these blood spirit cats had been tamed, they had been linked to his spirit-body; with the blood spirit cats burned alive to ash, he naturally suffered a tremendous backlash.