My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1004 - 500: Sunset Nail_1

Chapter 1004: Chapter 500: Sunset Nail_1

Ken was startled. If Preston Barnett really died, his remaining life would be so lonely. Therefore, he reluctantly released the precious "Soul Absorbing Worms." Thousands of witch insects rushed to Preston Barnett’s body to draw out the poison. As soon as they absorbed it, they would die and fall down with a ’patter’.

Thousands of Soul Absorbing Worms quickly died, and Ken painfully let out a few more thousand. These were the children I spent countless efforts to nurture!

After consuming four batches of Soul Absorbing Worms, Preston Barnett finally let out a weak groan, "That’s enough, I’ve gotten my life back. Don’t absorb any more. If you do, I’ll be drained."

Ken hurriedly withdrew the remaining Soul Absorbing Worms and used various spiritual medicines to help Preston Barnett recover. After a while, Preston Barnett slowly sat up but dared not look at the Bat Taoist. His black face had turned pale, but it was full of wrinkles and red as if it were bleeding.

Bat Taoist was not a forgiving person. You don’t look at me? You think you can just ignore me? Not that easy. Bat Taoist floated gracefully in front of Preston Barnett—who lowered his head and turned around, but Bat Taoist still blocked his way.

With a thought, he used his spiritual power to lift the burnt skin from the ground, "Oh, everyone, come and see! Whose face is this that has fallen on the ground?"

Preston Barnett was so embarrassed that he wished he could crawl into a crack! But he couldn’t refute it. Having dealt with Preston Barnett, Bat Taoist didn’t press him further since he needed him to work.

"What is the origin of this strange poison?"

Preston Barnett still said, "Even though I’ve been slapped in the face, I must say that this strange poison should not have appeared in Eight Desolates!"

He originally said this out of anger, but suddenly the three of them had a gleam in their eyes: "Could it be..."

Preston Barnett became excited, not caring about his injured body. He struggled to stand up and came to the poisonous mist to examine it carefully, becoming more and more excited: "Good, really good, what a treasure..."

Ken explained to the Bat Taoist, "Ignore him, it’s just his quirks."

For a normal cultivator, not to mention detoxifying, even collecting this poisonous mist would be impossible. For example, if you used a treasure to contain the poisonous mist, it would corrode the treasure, causing it to decay quickly.

But Preston Barnett was an expert in poison, and he quickly came up with a solution: "Use strong wind to dilute the poisonous mist. As long as the concentration is reduced by tens or hundreds of times, it can be contained in a treasure. However, this poisonous mist is massive, and after dilution, an enormous space is required to store it..."

Ken suddenly felt uneasy: "Why are you looking at me? I don’t have that kind of treasure."

"Don’t pretend with me!" Preston Barnett was blunt, "I know you have one. The Eight Diagrams Treasure Basin you use to hold all kinds of witch insects can do it."

"Bah!" Ken was furious, "I just saved your life, and now you want to take away my children’s home? If I give you the Eight Diagrams Treasure Basin, where will my children live?"

"You have many other similar treasures. Although they are not as big as the Eight Diagrams Treasure Basin, they can still be used to accommodate those witch insects if distributed."

Ken flatly refused: "Those treasures have very small spaces inside. My children won’t be comfortable living in such cramped quarters. Who wouldn’t want to live in a big house?"

"If you don’t remove these poisonous mists, we can’t excavate the Bloodstained Mosquito Eggs. The choice is yours." He then said, "I’m just going to borrow it, not keep it forever. Once we find a cure, the Eight Diagrams Treasure Basin will be useless. Let your children bear with it for a while. This is for everyone’s sake."

Ken: "You’ll really give it back?"

"Of course."

"What if it gets damaged?"

"If it gets damaged, go to Owen Bertram for compensation. He has plenty of treasures."

The Bat Taoist shook his head. Preston Barnett, you are really a cunning fellow. I must report this to my master.

It took Ken a lot of effort to transfer all the witch insects from the Eight Diagrams Treasure Basin. Preston Barnett took the treasure and immediately executed his plan. It took several days before the poisonous mist was dispersed into toxic gas and collected entirely into the Eight Diagrams Treasure Basin.

Ken rubbed his hands with a sneaky smile on his face: "My little darlings, here I come!"

Bat Taoist had been vigilant because he knew there were terrible dangers hidden in the poisonous mist! Owen Bertram’s Thousand Doors Eye could see everything, but the Netherworld Trap was also extraordinary and had a not-so-small origin. Even Owen Bertram’s front door eye couldn’t completely see through it, but he knew there must be a problem.

This place was prepared by Owen Bertram for "waste utilization," so he called Preston Barnett and Ken. However, if he openly mentioned the unknown dangers, he was afraid the two would refuse to come. He could only ask the Bat Taoist to watch them secretly.

Ken began carefully digging, and Preston Barnett yelled from the side, "Be careful! The soil’s surface has been infiltrated by the strange poison, and every piece of it is incredibly precious!"

While Ken dug, Preston Barnett followed behind, putting the soil into the Eight Diagrams Treasure Basin. Fortunately, the toxicity of the soil was similar to that of the diluted poison gas.

Ken quickly found the first mosquito egg, which indeed had no vitality. He dissected it on the spot—in the eyes of the Bat Taoist, it was just a broad bean-sized white ball with simple biological structures inside. Yet, Ken studied it for so long and seemed very excited.