Su Yue let out a long breath of foul air, while he coughed violently.
No.
One day and one night really is the limit.
Without oxygen, he really couldnât hold on any longer. If he continued, he might pass out from lack of oxygen.
He must get out.
Su Yue took a deep breath and had to switch back to the Yangxiang Race state.
Of course.
This time, one or two seconds would suffice.
Su Yue only needed to drill a hole straight up to the surface and return to the ground.
Switch!
Su Yue gritted his teeth.
Ugh... so painful...
Although he was mentally prepared, when the actual switch happened, Su Yue almost fainted from the pain.
Buzzing!
Buzzing!
Not wasting a single moment, the life rope immediately gathered into an electric drill and drilled fiercely upwards.
Su Yue followed behind the life rope and glanced at his palm.
Sure enough.
Under his suppression, the medicinal effect of the Divine Vein Pill eventually gathered in his palm.
In three seconds, Su Yue smelled the humid air.
At the same time, before his eyes, a dim light finally appeared.
After such a long darkness, Su Yue actually felt as if he had just come out of a prison cell.
He quickly switched to the Human state. Staying any longer, his arm might explode.
At the same time, Su Yue was prepared for escape and ready to use invisibility.
If there were any Yangxiang Race stationed here, his life would be in danger.
However.
Su Yue was overthinking.
Good news.
Above his head was a bush, without any danger. Su Yue cautiously climbed up, sighing at his good fortune.
Not far away, there was a narrow path.
This proved that other races would traverse here, making it not too remote.
Su Yue cautiously slipped out.
Surprisingly, he discovered that this forest was where he hid the iron rod; the beast roars inside were very familiar.
Of course, the place where the iron rod was hidden was farther away.
But as long as he had a direction, Su Yue was no longer panicked.
The only depressing thing about the Wet Realm was that the roads were rugged, and there were too many forests. One careless step, and you could get lost, especially with no landmarks.
Finding a familiar forest, Su Yue could retrieve his belongings.
...
After roughly half a day, he finally returned to the familiar place.
However, at the entrance of the cave where Su Yue and Black Jin were hiding, there were a few Yangxiang Race members digging for something.
Old faces!
Indeed, these Yangxiang Race members were the very ones who had once chased Su Yue away with a few pills.
They had actually come back and investigated the cave situation.
It seemed that these Yangxiang Race members were not simple.
After all, when Su Yue left, he took great care in disguising everything.
There were too many hidden talents within the Yangxiang Race.
"Huh... why is there a human captured?"
Not far from the Yangxiang Race members was another Fifth-Grade Yangxiang Race member, holding a Fifth-Grade human.
This human was covered in blood, clearly having been severely tortured.
He was tied with a strong layer of vine.
The vines were thorny, gouging into the skin of the Martial Artist. Furthermore, the humid atmosphere of the Wet Realm caused the wounds to become somewhat ulcerated, looking extremely horrific.
"I must save him!"
Judging by this Martial Artistâs hairstyle, he should be part of the Wei Yuan Corps, a Fifth-Grade Commander under the foster fatherâs command.
How could he just stand by after witnessing this?
After all, his Blue Fist state was still active. He could completely kill those Yangxiang Race Martial Artists, especially that Fifth-Grade... this was his only chance.
Instantly, Su Yue made a decision.
Save the person.
But he must not be reckless.
Su Yue first took a disguise pill so that even if he saved the human Martial Artist, he wouldnât be questioned.
Most of the Military Department already knew about the pills that disguise one as a Yangxiang Race.
This way, no matter how outrageous his actions were in the Wet Realm, there would be an explanation and witnesses for later.
Next.
He needed to use his identity as a Yangxiang Race to approach those beasts and quickly slaughter them.
Swish!
Su Yue casually tore off a few large leaves.
Blue fists were too conspicuous, so wrapping them with large leaves could work as a disguise.
...
"Damn it, havenât you dug it out yet? A bunch of useless trash, you actually let Black Jin escape right under your nose.
"Donât you know? Black Jin has a lot of spirit medicine hidden. Catch him, and youâll strike it rich, trash."
Zi Zhen was holding a spy from the Divine Land captive, all the while cursing.
A bunch of good-for-nothings.
Just because of a few broken pills from the humans, they gave up tracing Black Jinâs whereabouts.
Idiots.
A bunch of idiots.
Yet, these idiots werenât entirely foolish; at least they remembered the place where the Third-Grade Yangxiang Race disappeared.
Sure enough.
Upon their return for careful inspection, they discovered some anomalies.
There were traces of digging here,
The damned Black Jin might have fled from this place.
After that, Zi Zhen ordered these idiots to start digging.
Zi Zhen knew Black Jin the best.
The guy once stole a lot of high-proof liquor from the humans; as a result, he accidentally drank too much and babbled all night long.
Zi Zhen distinctly remembered Black Jin saying he held the secret to cultivating Ninth-Grade Divine Veins.
Thus, Zi Zhen was determined to find Black Jin, even if it meant digging three feet into the ground.
Even if the Ninth-Grade Divine Veins were not real, he still wanted Black Jinâs hidden spirit medicines.
"Dig faster, havenât you eaten?"
Zi Zhen chastised.
A few Fourth-Grade Yangxiang Race members were filled with resentment, but they had no place to vent it.
They went to the place Su Yue designated.
But they found nothing.
Then they were scolded harshly by their commander, even receiving a few lashes.
"When we find that Third-Grade Yangxiang Race, Iâll definitely swallow his flesh whole."
A Fourth-Grade member gritted his teeth, hating Su Yue.
Throwing pills was one thing, but he also intentionally damaged them.
Originally, they wouldnât have had to suffer lashes.
It was because they offered the humansâ ruined pills to Zi Zhen, causing them to suffer for it.
It was thankless.
"Yes, we must find out who that little brat is and skin him alive."
Another Fourth-Grade member was seething with anger.
As they dug, they cursed Su Yue.
"You despicable spy, what are you looking at? Once we reach Mao Yao City, youâll wish you were dead."
Gao Xingzhong was the secret agent sent by the Wei Yuan Corps to the Wet Realm.
One slip, and this Zi Zhen caught him alive; this group of aliens was too powerful, he didnât even have time to end his own life.
"Ptui!"
Gao Xingzhongâs mouth was paralyzed by some herb, so he couldnât speak, he could only turn his head and spit at Zi Zhen.
Unfortunately, it didnât reach.
Splat!
Zi Zhen, furious, slapped out one of Gao Xingzhongâs teeth.
Even now, still daring to spit at me.
"Dig!
"Keep digging. If you donât find Black Jin today, youâll dig until you die."
Zi Zhen cursed at his subordinates again.
"Hey, friends, are you digging your own graves?"
Just then, from afar, a Third-Grade Yangxiang Race approached.
Having taken the disguise pill, Su Yue still maintained his previous Yangxiang Race appearance.
"Itâs you!"
Upon hearing the voice, everyone turned around.
When they realized it was Su Yue, a Fourth-Grade Yangxiang Race immediately threw his tool, burning with rage.
Gao Xingzhong also saw Su Yue.
His pupils contracted sharply, then returned to normal.
...
With a throbbing headache, it took a whole day to write a single Chapter.
Iâll take a break and try to grind out another Chapter. Donât wait up; it might be really late, or I might not get it done.