Chapter 448: 258. Luo Qianxue is a traitor?!
“Does the falling of the leaves signal the pursuit of the wind, or the tree’s reluctance to hold on?”
A lifeless puppet, seated like a monk on a meat cushion, stared blankly with hollow eye sockets at Zhao Zixuan, who was the closest.
The sound it emitted carried a chilling sense of desolation, causing shivers to run down one’s spine.
“Instructor…”
Feeling fearful under its gaze, Zhao Zixuan instinctively stepped back twice, casting a plea for help towards Lan Tianbai not far away.
As she stepped back, the puppet slid forward the same distance, closely following her.
“Does the falling of the leaves signal the pursuit of the wind, or the tree’s reluctance to hold on?”
Seeing that Zhao Zixuan did not respond, the puppet asked again with a hoarse voice.
During the second question, its eyes became even more hollow and black mists enveloped its body, exuding a somewhat eerie oppressive force.
Lin Zichen noticed the change in the puppet and immediately said to Zhao Zixuan, “Quickly answer its question.”
He did not understand the puppet before him, but considering that earlier his use of Blood Qi Power to bombard the cage had only resulted in a minor, insignificant mark, he guessed he definitely couldn’t harm the puppet at hand.
With this thought, rather than rashly attacking the puppet, it seemed better to follow along and watch how things unfolded.
Hearing Lin Zichen’s reminder, Zhao Zixuan calmed down slightly.
She looked at the puppet in front of her, steadied her slightly uneasy emotions, and then replied:
“The falling of the leaves is both the pursuit of the wind and the tree’s reluctance to hold on; it’s the result of mutual interaction.”
After answering, Zhao Zixuan looked nervously at the puppet in front of her, her heart hanging in her throat.
The others did likewise, all tense and daring not to blink.
The puppet, under everyone’s watchful eyes, did not move or make a sound, like a computer that had crashed.
About two seconds passed.
Sounding from the puppet’s throat were several clicking noises, and then it spoke in a lifeless tone, “Wrong answer.”
At the moment the voice fell,
the puppet, originally seated on the ground, suddenly disassembled into numerous blood-colored roots, forming a giant net that enveloped Zhao Zixuan.
Then,
before people could react—
Zhao Zixuan, who had been standing, was instantly entangled by the giant net into a tightly woven chrysalis, pulled up high and hung at the top of the cage, resembling a hanging corpse.
“Zixuan!”
An Alien Human Level Genius shouted out, quickly attacking the vine in an attempt to save Zhao Zixuan.
The attack was executed with a double-edged sword thrown with force aimed at severing the vine linked to the chrysalis.
Unfortunately, the vine was extremely tough, and instead of severing it, the sword blade itself shattered.
Soon, “thump thump” noises sounded.
Many blood-colored roots emerged from the ground, moving at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and instantly wrapped the Alien Human Level Genius who had thrown the sword into a chrysalis and pulled him to the top of the cage.
Seeing this, everyone present took a sharp intake of breath, feeling somewhat desperate.
The enemy within the cage was much stronger than anticipated.
The chances of escaping had become slim.
While everyone else was despairing, Lin Zichen remained unusually calm.
He was thinking about how he could possibly escape the cage with Shen Qinghan.
By himself?
Difficult.
He had already tried at the start.
Concentrating a ball of Blood Qi Power, he bombarded the cage, but it didn’t even splash.
If things went as expected, the strength of the cage was Epic Level.
He wondered, could “Flame Breath,” this Biometric Attribute, possibly break the situation?
Lin Zichen suddenly thought of this.
This was a Fire Attribute Biometric Attribute he had absorbed while scavenging on the frontline of the battlefield.
According to the theory of the Five Elements, it should be able to overcome Exotic Plants.
But that was just in theory, the specifics still unknown.
Wait a little longer.
If truly backed into a corner, he would use this Biometric Attribute in a desperate fight…
Lin Zichen thought to himself.
At this moment, he did not dare to act rashly, worried that his actions would be ineffective and might further provoke the cage.
“Thud!”
Suddenly, a crashing sound sounded.
Another lifeless puppet dropped from the top of the cage to the ground.
Picking up large pieces of dead branches and leaves.
Under the frightened stares of everyone,
this puppet quickly sat down, creaked its neck towards Lan Tianbai, who was closest, and asked with a hollow gaze:
“Does the falling of the leaves signal the pursuit of the wind, or the tree’s reluctance to hold on?”
Hearing this familiar question, Lan Tianbai’s expression immediately became grave.
He recalled Zhao Zixuan’s answer, which had been about the mutual effect of the wind and the tree causing the leaves to fall.
That answer had been wrong.
Zhao Zixuan had since been entangled by the blood-colored roots into a chrysalis and hung in mid-air.
“Does the falling of the leaves signal the pursuit of the wind, or the tree’s reluctance to hold on?”
As Lan Tianbai did not answer in time, the puppet issued a second soul-piercing query.
As it asked, the black mists around it grew denser.
It seemed that if Lan Tianbai did not answer quickly, the puppet would launch an attack on him.
Realizing this, Lan Tianbai dared not continue to ponder in silence.
After a brief thought, he looked at the puppet in front of him and replied:
“The falling of the leaves is the pursuit of the wind. If there were no pursuit by the wind, the leaves would not fall because the tree would not let go.”