Chapter Sixty-Two: Jiang Meng Is Beaten

Chapter Sixty-Two: Jiang Meng Gets Beaten

All the vines surrounding Shen An were instantly severed the moment they touched his body.

“Lightning Venom Dragon Drill.”

Suddenly, Shen An began to spin rapidly, and the surrounding vines were flung away, shattered into pieces, unable to get anywhere near him.

He moved with great speed, always following Bai Weiwei.

He wanted to see clearly where this thing was trying to take her.

Abruptly, the vines vanished.

Bai Weiwei regained control of her body and hurriedly stopped herself.

At that moment, she realized the ground beneath her feet had disappeared, and with a thud, she plummeted downward.

Shen An rushed forward, grabbing her hands and pulling her up with force.

In an instant, Bai Weiwei soared back up from below.

When she landed, she was still shaken by the ordeal. Looking around, she saw the magical vines had vanished without a trace.

Now, before them, a peculiar fruit tree appeared.

“These fruits don't seem ripe yet.”

Shen An studied the tree before him. It bore many fruits, each one dazzling as if radiating its own light. Their fragrance wafted through the air, mouthwatering and tempting.

Bai Weiwei asked, “Are these the fruits that can awaken people?”

“They should be,” Shen An nodded. “Doesn’t the Chu family have some as well? What, you’ve never seen them?”

“Of course I have,” she replied, her eyes shining with longing. “But I’ve never seen any so vibrant as these.”

“Don’t even think about it. They’re not ripe yet. Besides, you’ve already awakened—eating them now would do you no good.”

Shen An mercilessly dashed her hopes.

Bai Weiwei didn’t press the matter, still unsettled by what had just happened with the vines.

“Those vines were so strange.”

“This place is rich in primordial oxygen—it’s normal for some plants to gain sentience. But those vines didn’t seem intent on killing us,” Shen An mused.

This deep pit seemed suspicious.

Shen An crouched and peered down; it felt as if something terrifying lurked within.

With the future now dormant, Shen An saw no need to disturb him and could only rely on his own wits.

The place was eerie, and though he wanted to wait for the fruit to ripen, it seemed that wasn’t possible now.

Who knows what lies beneath? Those vines seemed unkillable. With his current powers, he still couldn’t deal with such bizarre things.

As he pondered, a sudden idea struck him.

“I wonder if this will work?” Shen An muttered to himself.

“What did you think of?” asked Bai Weiwei.

Instead of answering, Shen An smiled, showing his white teeth. “Bai Weiwei, let me show you a magic trick.”

She looked at him, puzzled that he could think of magic tricks at a time like this.

But suddenly, her eyes widened in shock.

The fruit tree before them abruptly vanished. She felt a pulling force, and then—the tree was simply gone.

“What did you do?” Bai Weiwei asked, eyes wide in curiosity.

“Just a little magic,” Shen An replied offhandedly.

“Impossible! How could a whole tree just disappear? Don’t lie to me.”

Naturally, Shen An wouldn’t reveal his spatial abilities. He’d acted on a sudden inspiration, unsure if it would work.

Now, seeing the fruit tree taking root in his own internal space, he knew it had succeeded and felt relieved.

“It’s just a simple translocation. This thing is far too dangerous here. And with that hole to the underground—who knows what’s inside? We’d best keep away from this place,” he explained.

Though Bai Weiwei was full of questions, she said nothing. The place was indeed too perilous; had she come alone, she might have fallen victim already.

Her curiosity about Shen An’s secrets deepened even further.

“Don’t get too curious about me, or you’ll fall in love,” Shen An said as he walked, sensing her gaze on his back and pausing.

Lost in thought, Bai Weiwei bumped into him.

“Who—who’s curious about you?” She stomped her foot in frustration, though her cheeks flushed red.

Shen An only smiled, saying no more.

“Now you’ll follow my lead. Let’s find a place up ahead to hunt some game and rest here for the night,” he said, grinning at her.

Bai Weiwei nodded without protest.

As night fell, a campfire blazed beside them.

They had hunted a wild wolf.

The beast had only recently mutated and wasn’t very strong, making it an easy target for Shen An. Now, it roasted over the flames.

Shen An produced several bottles and jars containing seasonings for the barbecue, making Bai Weiwei stare in amazement.

“No need to look at me like that. It’s normal to bring some essentials when you’re out and about,” he remarked.

Bai Weiwei rolled her eyes.

You’re probably the only one who’d think to bring such things!

After their meal, Shen An extended his senses once more.

His perception could now reach a full kilometer, and he detected a bear-type beast nearby.

This was likely the same beast Wang Bao had encountered. Judging by its strength, it seemed to be a grade-two awakened beast, and Shen An made a mental note.

He didn’t go after it. Instead, the pair found a small cave, gathered some wild grass, and lay down to sleep.

It was Bai Weiwei’s first time sleeping so close to a man.

The events since she’d first met Shen An played over in her mind.

At the same time, she recalled the monkey-masked man who had given her power, sparred with her, and helped her master her abilities—his image lingered in her heart.

The more time she spent with this man, the more mysterious he became.

At dawn, Shen An and Bai Weiwei returned to the company, where they found Jiang Meng sitting there, battered and bruised.

“Boss, boss, you’re back.”

Shen An’s face darkened as he looked at the injured Jiang Meng. “What happened?”

Jiang Meng hesitated, as if unwilling to speak.

“One of his men contacted me. By the time I arrived, Jiang Meng was already hurt. He was afraid you’d blame him, so he didn’t want me to tell you,” Mu Linqiu quickly explained.

Shen An examined Jiang Meng’s injuries. Though not critical, they were far from light.

“You didn’t mention me?” Shen An asked.

“I did, boss. But they said that only because of you did they spare my life. Otherwise, it would have been much worse,” Jiang Meng mumbled.

“Alright, tell me: where did you run into trouble? Who did this to you?” Shen An sounded impatient.

He had only just taken charge, and by rights, no one should dare oppose him. He hadn’t thought much of sending Jiang Meng out.