Master of Kaidan
Chapter 120: Ominous Intelligence

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Ominous Intelligence

"Got smarter?" Feng Xue walked out of the cave again, holding a few iron lumps he had dug up and tossed them onto the roadside.

These items weren’t the treasures he’d found in the mine; in fact, if he did find something valuable, he generally melted it on the spot. These iron lumps served merely as bait to attract some fools.

After all, constantly entering caves without bringing anything out was bound to arouse suspicion.

However, it soon proved that the "hyenas" living nearby weren’t that foolish.

Brushing off his hands casually, Feng Xue adjusted his clothes and disappeared again by the roadside, heading deeper into the garbage mountain.

According to the map, this garbage mountain covered an area close to 150 square kilometers. For those who didn’t understand these figures, this was slightly larger than the area of Huashan.

In such a vast mountain range, except for the areas near the airport that were solidified, most of the regions were loosely composed of garbage. It was difficult for the average person even to stand steady on these uneven surfaces of trash.

Feng Xue swept aside the obstacles with a crowbar, trying to flatten the ground, while scanning the surroundings with Golden Finger. The overwhelming jumble of codes and elements in his vision made him unconsciously lower his head, trying to frame fewer items in his sights.

"It’d be great if I could increase the translucency of the barrage," murmured Feng Xue. However, his steps suddenly halted as a soft noise was heard; he hurled the salt he held in his hand.

Swoosh!

At the moment the packet of salt soared into the air, Feng Xue’s wrist swiftly lifted, and with the coordination of his ring and middle fingers, Suffocation Blade precisely pierced the airborne salt.

A handful of fine salt exploded in the air, followed by a harsh howl.

Feng Xue didn’t care whether his strike had successfully blinded the approaching entity. He moved a step to the side, gripping the crowbar that slid from his sleeve, and without any hesitation, he thrust it toward the direction of the noise.

Hit!

The slight resistance let Feng Xue know he had made contact, but the sensation softer than flesh made him worry a bit.

Without any hesitation, Feng Xue let go of the crowbar, not even thinking about pulling it out, and pulled his cloak around to vanish from the spot. By the time the fine salt had touched the ground, Feng Xue had already picked up Suffocation Blade that fell nearby, eyeing the creature before him covered in a layer of frost.

It was a creature that seemed to be made out of silt, with a gaping mouth constantly writhing.

Although it resembled the classic depiction of a true slime, it had eyes, which slimes supposedly did not possess.

At that moment, the Indescribable Stick protruded near its mouth, with pus-like liquid flowing out of the wound.

The pale purple fluid dripped into the garbage heap, emitting a hissing corrosive noise, immediately causing Feng Xue to hold his breath.

It’s still the same phrase, monsters don’t need to breathe, but out of human habit, Feng Xue instinctively inhaled and exhaled—yet upon seeing such an obviously toxic thing, even if unaccustomed, she forcibly stopped breathing.

"There’s a physical body, it’s not an ancient Slime immune to physics, and there are only a pair of eyes; it probably isn’t something like Suggs." Feng Xue looked at the Mosaic Sphere above the monster’s head, rapidly swirling with "Toxic," "Filth," and "Garbage" elements, and quickly stepped back a few steps.

However, the mud monster wasn’t just capable of ambushes; seeing Feng Xue trying to flee, it ignored the crowbar stuck in its body and suddenly clamped its massive mouth shut. The pose, akin to vomiting, was nauseating to even look at, but more unsettling than that was the garbage wrapped in purple viscous liquid that followed.

Though she held her breath, Feng Xue felt like she could smell the dizzying stench. However, now Feng Xue wasn’t a newbie relying on dodging bullets by playing the odds. After countless practices, the moment the thought of dodging appeared, the cloak that assimilated with the shadow wrapped around her again.

This skill, similar to a Ninja’s Substitution Technique, used not a log or a white rabbit but a shadow comparable to her own.

The garbage enveloped in purple sludge slammed onto the ground; pus splattered, and a hissing sound rose with the smoke. Even with her breath held, Feng Xue, appearing ten meters away, still felt dizzy.

Facing this situation, Feng Xue no longer thought about practicing swordsmanship but directly pulled out the Holy Mother and Feminization Filter from her storage bag.

As Feng Xue picked up the filter, the monster in front of her immediately changed its appearance. Its disgusting face turned into a delicate and smooth black-purple, and its smooth body curves carried a style reminiscent of a buttery Slime lady.

At this moment, it sat on the ground in a duck-like position, forcefully pulling the crowbar from its shoulder.

"This crappy thing is really toxic!" Feng Xue muttered. But she didn’t waver; although somewhat perverted, she had to thank this equipment. Under its effect, she wouldn’t distinguish opponents by their appearance anymore, otherwise, in her past self, she might have spared an attractive opponent, falling in an act of mercy.

Now as the daylight brightened, but with the fog gradually spreading, two layers of silver light still coated the Holy Mother. The +2 sharp silver light cut through the mist, but it was not from the Holy Mother, but the Suffocation Blade, already reloaded.

In the brief encounter, Feng Xue had realized that this thing was similar to the sticky fruit bearers among pirates. Though it seemed fluid, it was actually just mud (and secretions) stuck to its body.

The "shoulder" poked by the crowbar and bleeding was proof.

Given this, even if she couldn’t precisely determine the body’s location, that mouth was enough to target.

The "Slime lady," having finally relocated Feng Xue’s position, opened her mouth again. But this time, before the vile matter could spew out, the Suffocation Blade, inheriting the Holy Mother’s sharpness effect, was like a hot knife into butter, piercing directly through her mouth.

"Pat-da."

Similar to a wet cloth full of water slapping onto tile, the soft sticky sound reached Feng Xue’s ears, yet she didn’t let her guard down in the slightest, not even considering picking up the Suffocation Blade.

It wasn’t because it was contaminated with toxins but simply because the Mosaic Sphere above the ill omen had no signs of dissipating.

This thing was still playing dead.

"Is ill omen this clever?"