Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 413 - 315: Vinegar Dispels Sorrow!

Although he didn’t know what the Taotie and the little skeleton said to each other, Zhao Yi was certain that these two mythical creatures had connected, even if the Taotie was imitating a dog’s bark.

"Could it be that a dog’s bark is a universal language among mythical creatures?"

Zhao Yi chuckled at the absurd thought and shook his head to dismiss it.

Then, a new wave of Thunder Tribulation descended.

The intensified black lightning directly caused damage to everyone this time.

Where Zhao Yi’s Divine Sense scanned, those newborns were all wailing loudly from the lightning strike.

Zhao Yi watched for a while and saw that those little ones had robust energy and were only crying without other abnormal symptoms, so he was relieved.

As long as the lightning didn’t harm their essence, after the Black Mountain Lightning ended, the decomposed materials would heal their injuries.

As for the pain from the lightning strike, Zhao Yi had no solution.

But little children are, after all, little children. After crying themselves tired, they quickly fell asleep again, which was a relief to Zhao Yi.

Compared to the newborns, the farmers had it much tougher.

Adults have much stronger endurance than children. Even if the black lightning was intensified, they still couldn’t faint; they could only endure the strikes passively.

And even if they managed to knock themselves out, it was useless because the lightning stimulated the nerves, so they would wake up even if they were unconscious.

Soon, the New World was filled with waves of screams.

Gradually, the screams decreased.

It wasn’t because they were injured.

In fact, the Thunder Tribulation was just a momentary event. Once the moment passed, the mystical materials would heal the body’s injuries.

The reason they stopped screaming was entirely due to mental and physical exhaustion, on the brink of collapse from the repetitive torment.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi began to worry.

If this pace continued, the prolonged Thunder Tribulation would undoubtedly leave lasting psychological trauma on all the people.

Zhao Yi did not want the vast New World to be left with just a bunch of madmen.

Especially when they weren’t driven insane by the New World’s monotonous environment but by an incident inadvertently caused by Zhao Yi and others.

How ridiculous!

With that thought, Zhao Yi asked the little poison creature, "Xiaoxiao, any way to stop the toxic smoke?"

The little poison creature had been surveilling beside Zuo Xiaoluo at the True Dragon’s head. Zuo Xiaoluo was worried about accidental injuries in a fight, so she had the little poison creature protect Zhao Yi instead.

Upon hearing Zhao Yi’s question, the little poison creature thought for a bit and said, "The sour wine brewed by that big guy should be able to extinguish the toxic smoke."

Sour wine?

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment before realizing what the little poison creature was referring to.

"Are you talking about vinegar?" Zhao Yi asked, uncertain.

The little poison creature nodded, "Yes, that’s it. I feel it can neutralize the toxic smoke!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yi frowned intensely.

He knew vinegar could detoxify, but could it neutralize such a complex toxin?

The little poison creature’s concoction used very precious ingredients, while the gold behemoth’s vinegar was just made from the cheapest sorghum.

Although Zhao Yi knew some things shouldn’t be calculated this way, it just didn’t seem reliable.

Especially when the little poison creature relied on its feelings for detoxification!

"Well, desperate times call for desperate measures!"

With that in mind, Zhao Yi turned to look at the gold behemoth not far away.

The gold behemoth was no longer brewing vinegar. Perhaps due to its large size making it less conductive, the gold behemoth was more severely injured by the Tribulation Thunder than Zhao Yi and the others.

When Zhao Yi looked over, the gold behemoth was hugging a large stone, squatting on the ground. Although its body twitched, and black smoke constantly wafted from its head, its mental state seemed quite good, and it even managed to nod and bow ingratiatingly upon seeing Zhao Yi.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi couldn’t help but laugh: "This guy has been struck by the Tribulation Thunder so often that it’s gained experience!"

This gold behemoth was captured by Zhao Yi in the Great River Secret Realm.

After the Residual Soul of the Sage of Time opened the Spirit Realm channel, the Sage of Time, far in the Spirit Realm, sent Lizardmen, Mammoth giants, and the gold behemoth to assist.

Zhao Yi captured it then.

At that time, the New World wasn’t a world fragment but a complete Little World, and the gold behemoth’s job wasn’t farming but mining.

Over time, not only had it gotten used to life in the New World, but it had also gained experience in being struck by lightning, knowing that hugging a stone was more conductive than hugging a tree, and crouching was less injurious than standing.

Zhao Yi commanded the gold behemoth, "Bring your pot over."

"Yes!"

The gold behemoth replied like a rolling thunder, then gently exerted a little force, lifting the huge stone pot large enough to host a hotpot meal for hundreds.

Beside them, the little poison creature saw Zhao Yi swallow with curiosity, "Master, what’s wrong?"

Zhao Yi shook his head, "Nothing, just got a craving for hotpot!"

Hotpot?

The little poison creature was puzzled.

She couldn’t understand how a pot on fire could be eaten.

"Could that thing taste good?" The little poison creature almost questioned her reality.

Zhao Yi paid it no mind and called out to the Taotie, who was inside the True Dragon’s belly devouring meat: "Taotie, come back!"

The black toxic smoke was poisonous and unreachable by ordinary people, only thick-skinned creatures like the Taotie could enter unharmed.

The Taotie initially hesitated, but as Zhao Yi began counting down, "Three, two, one," its fear of Zhao Yi overcame its temptation for food.

In no time, the Taotie rushed back like a gust of wind.

"Master!"

The Taotie squatted obediently in front of Zhao Yi, looking at him eagerly, resembling a dog more than the Black Stripe did.

Zhao Yi didn’t bother correcting it but pointed at the large pot the gold behemoth was holding and instructed, "Pour the vinegar from the pot onto that black smoke, but be careful not to spill it."

The gold behemoth took half a day to brew that pot of vinegar, and in that time, those ordinary farmers couldn’t hold out.

Moreover, Zhao Yi wasn’t sure if the vinegar-making was methodically precise or if it was a fluke.

If the gold behemoth really had the formula, it would be late, but there was still hope to save lives.

But if it was by chance, once this pot of vinegar was gone, they would be in real trouble.

Although the Taotie didn’t understand why Zhao Yi wanted it to do so, it was used to obeying Zhao Yi’s orders. Without giving it much thought, it grabbed the edges of the stone pot with its claws and prepared to walk back.

With seemingly little effort, it easily lifted the stone pot, which was several dozen times its own size.

Suddenly, Zhao Yi remembered something and added, "Right, don’t pour it on the head, pour it on the other half of the wound!"

In Zhao Yi’s mental sea, the little skeleton’s Divine Soul had been rapidly strengthening after the previous crisis, indicating that the dragon head’s poisoning was actually beneficial for it.

Upon discovering this, Zhao Yi naturally wouldn’t want to disrupt its plan.

The Taotie agreed, then, with a three-hopping stride, bounded back towards the True Dragon.

How it managed, Zhao Yi didn’t know, but as it hopped along, the vinegar in the stone pot didn’t spill out at all.

From afar, Zhao Yi and others observed as the Taotie lifted the stone pot over to the severed neck of the True Dragon and, with one forceful motion, poured the vinegar like an inverted waterfall over the smoking wound.

Then, to everyone’s astonishment, the toxic smoke indeed dissipated.

Witnessing this scene, Zhao Yi’s expression instantly became quite colorful. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"So this is what they meant by ’within seven steps, there is always an antidote’!"

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