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Chapter 133: Immature Flesh Field

Chapter 133: Chapter 133: Immature Flesh Field

Having traveled for some time, suddenly, a hole appeared on the flesh wall of the cave, and a white meat strip shot out lightning-fast towards Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia didn’t retaliate but instead dodged the attack.

After the meat strip’s attack failed, it retracted back into the hole and vanished without a trace.

According to information, there was rarely any significant danger in an immature flesh field, but that was predicated on not awakening the demons in the flesh field.

As he progressed, Wang Zijia occasionally dodged outstretching meat strips and after about seven minutes, he finally arrived at his destination.

This was a semi-circular cave like a karst cave, its interior was quite massive, with a dome of flesh on top. In the center hung a huge heart, about the size of three cubes, throbbing slightly.

The fresh red heart was full of holes with threadlike things the size of a thumb and about as long as a chopstick moving in and out of it.

Headless and tailless, all white, full of fleshiness, it was flat-bodied, and both ends were the same size.

They kept moving in and out of the bloody heart, which looked somewhat horrifying. A person with trypophobia would probably be scared stiff at first sight.

A dark iron-colored ring was fitted onto the heart’s center, covered in runes, its unique style clearly intended to seal and train the flesh field with the Ming Device.

The iron ring was tight around the middle of the heart, causing the heart to appear deformed with a deep circular mark, only making it look bigger up and down.

As the heart beat, filthy blood occasionally dripped from the bottom. Below the cave, the fleshy ground directly beneath the heart had been corroded by the filthy blood, leaving behind a small pit of blood water.

Unlike the Blood Dragon Abyss, the Poison Frog Kiln had a fixed offering location.

Around the cave, at the edges where the dome wall and the ground met, there were fifty offering tables placed in a circle.

Each offering table was quite simple, with a flesh basin and a ball of flesh and blood on the incense meat table on the ground. The ball was full of flesh sprouts, similar to the wool of a sheep, wriggling slightly, somewhat like a meditation cushion made from the tripe of a cow.

Wang Zijia first looked at those flattened white meat strips in the heart’s holes. They looked just like ironworms, but their spiritual light wasn’t intense. Taking a deep breath, he approached one of the offering tables.

Looking at the meat sprouts which resembled a mushroom carpet on the ground, Wang Zijia took off his shoes, braced himself against the discomfort, and stepped onto it.

The sensation under his feet wasn’t as awful as he thought. It was softer and more resilient than stepping on silicone. If it weren’t for the surroundings and the look of the meditation cushion, the feeling, by itself, was actually quite excellent.

Then came a faint feeling of writhing. He clearly felt the flesh sprouts sticking to his feet, constantly writhing, attempting to climb upwards but not drilling directly into his body.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath and pulled out several blood crystals he had gathered over the past two days, throwing them into the flesh basin of the offering table.

"Wanyu disciple enters to exorcise the demon, and today my merit is complete, respectfully requesting for enlightenment!"

With his words, Wang Zijia respectfully saluted.

The flesh sprouts in the incense offering table’s flesh basin writhed, and the blood crystals turned into blood water in an instant, which was absorbed by the flesh basin. After that, there was no movement.

However, the flesh sprouts growing out of the meditation cushion under his feet kept spreading upwards and had now reached his knees, dangerously trending towards forming a cocoon that would envelop Wang Zijia.

At that moment, a surge of green light arose from Wang Zijia again. Although it was not as dense as the last time, it still formed a beam of light.

Obviously, merits cannot be accumulated. Each time an offering is made, no matter whether a spiritual item is received or not, the merit will be zeroed out. This also prevented the majority of disciples from trying to obtain spiritual items repetitively and compelled them to focus their efforts on obtaining the most suitable one for themselves.

However, Wang Zijia’s advantage in cleaning up the corpses was that each corpse he cleared was permanently gone, equivalent to the merit of others killing dozens. As a result, in just two days, a vivid green glow emerged from his body.

As the green light entered the iron ring, the runes on the ring shimmered for a moment, most likely because it wasn’t time for the flesh field to ripen. The ring wasn’t very active.

A moment later, the ring contracted faintly and pulsed once, causing the worm-infested heart to tremble. Likewise, the flesh basin on the meat table in front of Wang Zijia also trembled momentarily.

At the bottom of the flesh basin, a hole opened like a blood vessel valve, and an ordinary, dull-spirited meatworm was spat out.

"It actually worked!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Zijia decisively sealed it up and pocketed it.

At that moment, the sprouts of flesh that had grown from the meditation cushion under him had extended to his thighs. Wang Zijia dared not delay any longer, and forced himself to step up.

"Bounce, snap..."

As Wang Zijia stepped up, the strips of flesh covering his legs stretched taut like rubber bands, eventually falling off because they didn’t completely integrate with Wang Zijia’s body. They returned to a state of squirming meat sprouts on the meditation cushion.

Wang Zijia put on his shoes, pocketed the darkly glowing, immature poisonous spiritual object in his hand, and turned to leave without hesitation.

He quickly exited the cave, left the Poison Frog Kiln swamp, and only then did Wang Zijia let out a breath of relief.

He then revealed a joyful expression. The success in retrieving an immature spiritual object in the Poison Frog Kiln indicated that Wang Zijia’s plan could indeed be carried out.

While cleaning up corpses, he could visit all the immature resource points to collect spiritual medicine leads and fill the Penglai Warehouse in preparation for the future.

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After leaving the Poison Frog Kiln Flesh Field, Wang Zijia began to streamline the process. He cleaned up for a day or two, then headed to an immature resource point to gather spiritual medicine leads.

Because he rarely actively hunted demons, he had very few blood crystals.

However, he mainly relied on merit and didn’t depend on supplying blood crystals. Each time he made offerings, there were only about a dozen blood crystals, so he didn’t require many.

Wang Zijia decided to find a few targets that clearly weren’t worth much and carried out two waves of looting, taking only some blood crystals, easily solving his blood crystal supply problem.

For six consecutive days, Wang Zijia had been to three resource points, and he already had a total of five pieces of spiritual medicine leads in his possession.

Of course, all of them were garbage like the broken flesh sprouts from the Blood Dragon Abyss.

The only legitimate spiritual object he had was the half piece of the golden meat strip he got initially. After all, even with his merit, the fact remained that he was visiting immature flesh field resource spots.

After more than ten days in the Bewitching Domain, Wang Zijia found a serious problem. In just over ten days, flesh fields everywhere began to mature on a large scale.

Several skyward light pillars erupted every day, it’s just that Wang Zijia didn’t join the throng again.

This time, the Hundred Demon Bewitching Domain would probably have more than fifty demon flesh fields maturing. The usual pace of demon exorcism and cleaning would take about a month before a large scale maturation phase began. But now, it had started in just over ten days.

At this rate, there might be a Class A flesh field maturing in just a few days.