Chapter 95: Chapter 93: Sweet-eating Tree Demon_1

"All in! All in! All in!"

In the damp earth, a "chubby earthworm" was struggling to crawl.

It was about a meter long and as thick as a bowl, moving slowly forward by rubbing its body against the ground.

"Gah!!!"

A pink ostrich rushed out against the wind, its colorful fluff fluttering on its head.

It kicked at the belly of the chubby earthworm. The giant earthworm coughed up a mouthful of mud, shaking and turning its head to see which rascal was attacking it.

(ꐦÒ‸Ó)

"Gah!!!"

The pink ostrich employed the Spring Kick. The giant earthworm, half-buried in the mud, drew a graceful parabola in mid-air and hit a tree with a thud.

"No, Tuotuo, you can’t kill it like that!"

Su Mei’s clear voice rang out, followed by a flash of silver, and a long sword cut through the earthworm’s abdomen.

Undoubtedly, this weapon made of mixed metal was finely crafted.

To cut open a creature without any scale armor felt incredibly smooth.

However, the chubby earthworm can be visibly seen turning into two.

They fled in opposite directions, moving at a speed of five centimeters per second.

"Gah gah?"

The pink ostrich was dumbfounded. It stepped on one of the earthworms and then glanced sideways at the other one.

The huge eyes probably couldn’t figure out how this was possible.

"Swipe!"

The long sword comes down for the second time, the earthworm that is already cut in half, is split again.

But they still aren’t dead and continue to crawl in two different directions.

"Roar!"

From the side bushes, an iron wolf leaped out and bit one of the earthworms.

With a plop, the earthworm’s head burst open, and the mud splashed several meters away, but its lower half was still twitching as if it couldn’t be killed.

"Master Han, this clay-formed chubby earthworm’s vitality is more exaggerated than imagined."

"Although it’s only a small achievement from clay formation, it can at least be divided into eight parts, each of which can exist independently."

Ye Hanjun began to stroll out, the vertical hem of his coat giving his figure a more upright look.

"These types of Fond Spirits have absolutely no attack ability, nor any decent skills."

"Their only feature is their robust ability to survive."

"To kill it, you either use elemental skills, or you cut it into sixteen pieces. It certainly won’t survive."

"I see."

Zhang Wu slowly nodded, signaling the iron wolf to continue its attack.

After a few minutes, under the joint attack of the big-eyed deer, iron wolf, and pink ostrich, all the chubby earthworms either got trampled or were broken into several pieces.

"Next, each person collects a fist-sized lump of mud to carry with them."

Ye Hanjun issued the orders, first squatting down to demonstrate how to operate. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Because they need to adhere to the Resonance rules for the growth of the Instructor’s power, he explained:

"Although this mud looks dirty, it is not poisonous or smelly."

"When necessary, smear it on your body to effectively cover your scent. Some monsters with a keen sense of smell will not easily detect or track you."

"Of course, it also has another use. If there is a skin wound, apply it to not only suppress the smell of fresh blood but also inhibit the reproduction of bacteria. It’s a multi-purpose slurry and having a reasonable reserve doesn’t harm."

"Yes!"

Su Mei, Zhao Li, Huang Dengshan, and Zhang Wu all intently memorized this.

Along the way, they found that what they learned from the books was far from even a tenth of the real wilderness.

But the scary part is that Assistant Han has a well-educated feeling, as if he knows everything from astronomy to geography.

As long as it wasn’t an exceptionally tricky question, he could provide the answers, just like a walking encyclopedia.

Hence, after the initial shock and joy, all four of them carried out Assistant Han’s orders meticulously without a shred of doubt, always cautiously implementing them as if treading on thin ice.

"Rustle rustle rustle rustle..."

Excavate a certain amount of mud, wrap it in red banana leaves, tie it with a vine and keep it in the bag.

Upon getting up, Ye Hanjun looked around to confirm the direction, while seeking within his sight if there were any valuable targets.

When he saw a strange tree about two hundred meters to his right, standing straight amid the forest, his eyes slightly lit up.

"Huh, what is that?"

Zhao Li, the scout, has the second-best vision after Ye Hanjun.

She tried to extract the knowledge she had learned to identify the species of this entity but failed.

Ye Hanjun did not respond promptly.

He walked step by step towards the right. He stopped when he was about fifty meters away.

"Su Mei, do you recognize what this is?" Ye Hanjun asked.

In his line of sight was a small tree about ten meters tall, which was considerably shorter amidst the surrounding trees reaching up to a hundred meters.

But its branches and leaves were too dense. Hundreds of brown-red branches extend outwards, with the strands hanging down, thin like hair strands, displaying a very vigorous growth posture.

"It seems to be a Demon entity that resembles a tree...."

Su Mei widens her eyes, observing relentlessly.

She was unable to match the creature’s form with the Demons she learned of previously.

But he could roughly judge that this is a spiritual plant, possessing a certain level of Spirit Wisdom, and should belong to the ’Demon’ category of Chaos Seal.

"Did you not smell something?" Ye Hanjun gently laughed.

Strictly speaking, his teaching method is unfettered, without fixed rules, all improvised.

However, sometimes he knew very clearly, rather than directly telling students the answers, letting them think more, get more hands-on experience, and fully understand, was more likely to form corresponding memory points.

Zhao Li, who was somewhat doubtful a while ago, showed realization upon hearing his words and tentatively asked:

"There’s a sweet scent floating in the air, with a low concentration, is it from this tree?"

Ye Hanjun nodded: "This is the ’Sweet-eating Tree Demon’."

"If we’re lucky, it will be our lunch."

"Zhao Li, this creature is sleeping right now, its sensing ability is very weak, let your Broom Ghost approach it and directly launch the ’Ghost Bite’.

"I understand."

Zhao Li nodded solemnly and then summoned the Broom Ghost.

Because it is a low-rank Nether Fond Spirit, the closer it gets to noon, the more impossible it is to summon it.

Just a bit of sun exposure, it will become weak, in severe cases, it will face the possibility of dissipating.

Luckily, most of the trial landscapes consist of jungles.

Bushy trees cast many shadows, as long as one chooses the right place to move, the Broom Ghost should still be able to handle short-term fights.

"Eeyah eeyah eeyah eeyah~~~~"

The intelligence of the Broom Ghost is on par with a five or six-year-old child.

It circled around a bit, slowly approached from the area with the most tree shadows.

When it reached a distance of ten meters, it suddenly lunged out like a wisp of blue smoke passing through the swaying willow branches.

"Yah hoo!!"

A large mouth appeared on the ghostly form of the broomstick, and it viciously bit a bite off the tree trunk.

’Ghost Bite’, a 55-etched Dark Attribute attack.

Those bitten will experience a piercing pain in their souls, if the level is high, it will lead to difficulty in focusing attention. In the following few seconds to tens of seconds, the combat posture or spell skills can easily become sluggish, and the originally non-existent loopholes and weaknesses become exploitable.

"Shhhh——"

Ye Hanjun made a sprint forward and Huazhu appeared from the Array on cue.

She just glanced at the battle situation, then followed the pace of Ye Hanjun, manipulating the yellow sand, condensed it into a fist, and smashed it towards the trunk’s position.

"Gragra gragra! Gragra teeth show!"

Awakened from a beautiful dream only to be beaten up, the Sweet-eating Tree Demon cursed very nastily.

Unfortunately, its rank is only Clay Body Small Achievement.

If it were Great Completion, Ye Hanjun would struggle with it and would have to spend a long time slowly grinding it down to death.

Now... Just a bit of patience will do!

Ye Hanjun took out a thumb-sized bottle from a bag of traveling supplies, and directly threw it at the root of the tree demon.

With a bang, the bottle burst due to the violent impact, and more than half of the liquid inside spilled onto the tree demon’s body. The sparks generated by the collision instantly ignited them all.

——Saturated fat of the Grease Cricket.

This is not a material collected from the trial ground, but a resource prepared before participating in the trial.

Ye Hanjun has purchased a large number of cheap objects that can produce miraculous effects when properly combined, just like this.

"Gragra! o(▼皿▼メ;)o"

The Sweet-eating Tree Demon, with a human-faced figure on the trunk, cursed even more nastily.

In the air, the sweet scent became heavier, and the dense willow branches started to sway.

Due to their large number, Huazhu was forced to retreat.

Her Gather Sand into Fist skill only has an effective range of five meters.

But the length of the willow branches reaches almost ten meters.

"Eeyah eeyah eeyah eeyah!!"

The Broom Ghost, responsible for the sneak attack, managed to hit once and then promptly fled according to the instructions of its master.

The sudden burst of fire from behind startled it, and it slipped away in panic to its master’s shadow, peeping out with its only single eye.

"Huazhu, no need to attack, wait."

Ye Hanjun issued the necessary orders, then watched along with the Desert Witch from a distance of twenty meters.

The Sweet-eating Tree Demon can move. After uprooting its roots from the ground, it can run away in a strange way.

But it is not very fast, Ye Hanjun doesn’t even need to run, walking alone can keep up with it.

"Gaga gaga gaga... Gragra!!"

The saturated fat of the Grease Cricket will not extinguish until it burns out.

While the Sweet-eating Tree Demon was running, it tried to put out the fire by hitting it with the willow branches.

But when the willow branches hit the fire, instead of extinguishing it, they became an aid for fueling the fire, burning violently like branches spreading out.

After about ten minutes, the flame finally went out.

The Sweet-eating Tree Demon, exhausted from dealing with the fire, lost more than half of its willow branches, even the trunk was charred, and it had medium-degree burn injuries.

The human face on the trunk sometimes showed an extremely frightened expression, sometimes its eyes bulged out threateningly, as if to scare off Ye Hanjun and his team.

"Flower Candle, aim for that face."

"Stop attacking after hitting Gathering Sand into Fist ten times. If its trunk cracks open, let it run away."

"Not killing?" Huazhu’s shimmering eyes seemed a little surprised.

But during the fight, she will not ask further, she will just execute the orders with all her strength.