"Old Niu, got fire?"

Wang Wu turned his head and shouted.

"No, in Grandpa Tree's Divine Temple, fire is strictly forbidden, or else it would be a grave disrespect. Lianhua, don't make a mistake."

Niu Aihua still looked a bit jittery, which amused Wang Wu, but at the same time, he felt this old fellow was really not bad. Such a power-type demon suitable for charging into battle, even if a bit timid, somewhat childish, and good at eating, what's the big deal about that!

He even started to feel that the title of the West Mountain Three Heroes was really good!

Then, he uneasily searched the Grass and Wood Zombie from head to toe, confirming that apart from the shell on its head, the rest was really just tree roots, random stones, and a mix of random stuff pieced together.

The source power all came from those filamentous tentacles.

In short, it was quite miraculous.

The name Grass and Wood Zombie was indeed aptly given.

And that shell, Wang Wu cleaned it up a bit, finding the texture quite nice, hard enough, with good toughness, and it wasn't heavy. If it were big enough, it could even serve as a helmet.

But for now, Wang Wu could jump in and use it as a bathtub.

"Lianhua, why don't we and my second brother step back first? Our mission for the first stage is to eliminate three Grass and Wood Zombies, but we've only killed one, not enough to qualify for passing. I think you can do it, we don't want to hold you back."

Niu Aihua came over, looking quite embarrassed as she spoke.

"Yeah, yeah, I think so too, Lianhua, about earlier, it was just us thinking we were clever. Please, don't get mad."

Pork Belly awkwardly laughed a bit. At this point, no matter how dumb the two of them were, they could guess that Wang Wu was at least an Eighth-Grade Bear Demon, with a promising future. If they still acted smart, it would be truly humiliating.

Wang Wu looked up at the two of them, but teased with a smile:

"I thought eventually our West Mountain Three Heroes would become the more famous Three Heroes of the Western Wilderness. What, Old Niu, Little Pig, can you do it or not? Boasting aimlessly when nothing happens, retreating at the first sign of trouble?"

"This... actually... of course not, with the three of us, West Mountain Three Heroes, united, nothing can stand in our way!"

Niu Aihua widened her cow eyes. Anyway, scared or not, the mouth must not weaken, especially with the four words West Mountain Three Heroes, which sounded like the rumbling of war drums, the cheers of countless people, and the grand sight of flags waving, directly sending her into a passionate state!

As for Pork Belly, it didn't buy into this, it was more sensible. "Lianhua, of course, we wouldn't tarnish the name of West Mountain Three Heroes, but we only managed to kill one of the three Grass and Wood Zombies, the other two ran away."

"Who said there are only three Grass and Wood Zombies?"

Wang Wu retorted, "Since these Grass and Wood Zombies crawled up from underground, it means there are plenty more beneath this valley. As long as we dig down, we're bound to find them. By the way, Little Pig, are you good at digging?"

"I'm your second brother." Pork Belly insisted on its last stand.

Wang Wu chuckled, taking care of this guy's self-esteem, and promptly made a show of clasping his hands in salute,

"Alright! Let's invite Second Brother Pig to dig."

This time it was Pork Belly's turn to laugh heartily, its pride greatly satisfied.

Besides, when it comes to digging and tunneling, it's feared no one. It took a deep breath, and a layer of blood-red light enveloped its entire body. Instantly, its whole body expanded to twice its original size, transforming from a small wild boar of less than one meter to a medium-sized little wild boar of nearly two meters.

Only its enormous pig head was exceedingly conspicuous, as it accounted for almost one-third of its body length.

Calling it "Pig Big Head" was not an exaggeration at all.

Fierce, silly, and dumb.

But when it really started digging with its pig snout, Wang Wu was indeed taken aback.

Its pig snout seemed to come with the most powerful concrete vibrator effect. Just as it plugged in, the ground within a radius of more than ten meters began to loosen and tremble, with the original soil structure shattered into a kind of quicksand-like slurry.

Wang Wu and Niu Aihua almost fell down.

What kind of spectacle is this?

Unique talent?

Wang Wu was very amazed, thinking this fellow's talent could definitely grow further, continue to develop, and with the wide world, a lot could be achieved.

Perhaps in some years, Little Wild Boar could also sang proudly, asking what use is this iron snout!

In the blink of an eye, within less than ten seconds, Pork Belly unleashed its big move, directly digging out a pit over a dozen meters in diameter, with the soil it excavated vibrated and flung away.

The efficiency, the speed, definitely suitable for undermining, one dig and the target doesn't make a sound.

At this moment, Pork Belly was absolutely in its brightest moment of life; all the soil seemed to be under its control, kneaded and trampled at will, forming whatever shape it wanted, round or rectangular, flat or three-dimensional.

Until it plunged with a thud, into a huge underground cavern below.

"Squeak squeak!"

Its miserable cries came from below, unable to speak any human word.

Without a word, Wang Wu jumped down, but it was just a depth of over a dozen meters, until he hit something round with a clang.

"Whoa there! You trying to smash me to pieces..."

"Second Brother, I came to save you!"

The booming voice of Niu Aihua descended swiftly.

"Boom!"

Wang Wu was hit so hard his vision went black, and the Pork Belly below couldn't even make a sound anymore. Damn, could it have been smashed to death!

But truth be told, Niu Aihua's build, her tonnage, must start at least from ten tons. Gosh, my poor old waist.

Wang Wu looked at the information fluttering before his eyes.

It actually knocked off 54 points of Life Value, and that's after subtracting 43 points of Basic Defense.

"Second Brother! Second Brother, don't die! Don't scare me!"

Niu Aihua was so scared that he burst into tears because Pork Belly was bleeding from all seven orifices and fainted, this silly fellow!

He seems dumb at times, and at other times he's surprisingly normal, always giving you unexpected surprises.

"Old Niu, don't move around, Little Pig's bones might be broken; if you move, he'll die faster."

"What do we do then? We promised not to be born the same year, month, and day, but to die on the same year, month, and day. Boohoo, but I don't want to die yet!"

Listen to this, what a straightforward truth!

Wang Wu was also a bit troubled, honestly, Pork Belly's low on blood, and this could really be the end for him.

But his Healing Talent can't be shared.

"I've got an idea!"

At this moment, Niu Aihua suddenly spoke, and before Wang Wu could stop him, he had already flung a pile of cow dung at Pork Belly with lightning speed.

What the heck?

You're not the Third Brother Pig, what are you trying to do!

Can your cow dung cure all illnesses?

"Lianhua, don't look at me like that, don't worship me, sigh, at this point, I really can't hide my true identity and abilities anymore—"

"So you're the Third Brother Pig?" Wang Wu almost figured it out.

"What nonsense, I'll always be your big brother! Lianhua, what I'm saying is, I am the one in a million, carrying the Bloodline Talent from the distant ancient times, the small bull tyrant of the Cow Race!"

Wang Wu listened, utterly confused, what's so great about Ancient Bloodline, what I want to ask is, can your cow dung—no, can it save Little Wild Boar's life?

Then in the next moment, he really heard Pork Belly's groan, who actually woke up.

Oh damn!

Wang Wu looked at Niu Aihua in shock, and this guy seemed a bit awkward,

"I told you, this is a Bloodline Talent passed down from the ancient bloodline, my dung can really save lives. Of course, too serious ones can't be saved, cough cough, Lianhua, can you forget what just happened? At worst, I'll save you next time."

"No, thank you, Old Niu."

Wang Wu quickly turned his head, damn it, what kind of bizarre magical demons am I encountering here, he really wanted to wash his eyes and brain now.

But Pork Belly was really alive, his breathing stabilized.

Even though he's lying in a pile of cow dung, but he probably doesn't mind.

Sigh, that's how demons are, just endure it.

Wang Wu told himself, this is just the beginning, there's still a long way to go before Cthulhu.

At this time, he quickly observed the surrounding environment, found that it was very quiet, at least they had been shouting for a while but no Grass and Wood Zombies appeared.

Additionally, the environment was quite strange, he looked up at the collapsed place, and found they were about fifteen meters deep underground, with twelve meters of soil layer, and supported by about one-meter-thick sturdy wooden bark.

It should have been very solid.

This thing is sturdier than rock.

But unfortunately, Pork Belly's iron mouth unleashed a Big Move vibration, and with two large holes nearby, it caused the wooden bark to crack and collapse, leading to this tragedy.

"Lianhua, where is this place? It looks like a tunnel, I never knew there was such a situation under the back mountain."

At this time, Niu Aihua also started observing around, asking in surprise.

"I think it's more like a tree root, a branch of Grandpa Tree's tree root!"

Wang Wu calmly spoke, with one more thing he didn't say, if his guess was correct, finding this underground tree root space is the beginning of triggering the fifth hidden mission.

"Grandpa Tree's branch? How is that possible! This tree root looks like it's almost rotting!"

Niu Aihua instinctively replied.

"But this is very likely the start of the fifth hidden mission." Wang Wu said slowly.

"The fifth one? If we complete this mission, could the three of us directly become Eighth-Grade Grass and Wood Demon Soldiers?"

Niu Aihua immediately widened his cow eyes, full of excitement and eager to try, making Wang Wu feel like he saw himself when he used to buy lottery tickets, believing that as long as he bought it, he would definitely win...

"In theory, yes, but I'm not sure we can complete it, especially with Little Pig injured, this is really disadvantageous for us."

"And Old Niu, your wounds seem quite severe too."

Wang Wu said with some concern, indeed, Niu Aihua currently has thousands of large and small severe cuts all over his body, all from being snagged by those filament-like tentacles, like he rolled through miles of barbed wire.

And now after nearly ten minutes, none of these injuries showed any signs of recovery, which made Wang Wu basically certain that although he claims to be an Ancient Blood Bull Tyrant, he doesn't have the same Rapid Self-Healing Talent.

Additionally, his Defense doesn't seem too high, at most 30 points or so.

Upon hearing Wang Wu say this, Niu Aihua, who was immersed in the fantasy of winning the lottery, immediately said excitedly:

"My injuries are fine! Look!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Wu didn't even have time to stop him, and only heard a few poof poof sounds, damn, the little prince of cow dung is at it again.

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