PDLP Chapter 57 Rat
Chapter 57 Rat
The night was as dark as ink. Although the snowstorm in the northern plains had stopped, the chilling cold had not yet dissipated.
Zhang Nanfeng charged towards the location he remembered.
As we drove along, the terrain gradually deviated from our vague impressions. Several snow-capped hills were in the wrong locations, and the valley I remembered had split into two, winding in different directions.
He didn't stop walking; instead, he became even more determined.
The wind carried not only the biting chill of ice and snow, but also a foul stench.
The foul stench was identical to that of the pig-man from before, and not just a little bit; it was a thick, greasy odor that could only be emitted when a large number of such creatures gathered together and their scents mingled.
Wanyan Yue's enemies have already set off and are right in front of him.
Zhang Nanfeng grew increasingly anxious.
If Wanyan Yue has already reached the mountain pass, given her current physical strength and abilities, her situation would be unimaginable when facing an army of this size.
He dared not delay, and sped up again, running wildly in the direction of the scent.
After running for another ten miles or so, he twitched his nose slightly and suddenly stopped.
The foul stench was also present nearby, but much fainter, consisting of only four or five wisps of energy, wandering behind the snow-covered hill ahead.
Zhang Nanfeng lowered his body and used the wind to sneak up, lying behind the ridge, revealing a pair of wolf eyes as he looked down.
Beneath the snow-covered hill, five figures were hunched over, looking around furtively.
They were short in stature, all wearing dirty fur coats, with pointed mouths and shrunken cheeks, shifty eyes and rat-like features. Their hands reached past their knees, and half of their tails were bald and short, making them look like five large rats walking upright.
The five men pushed and shoved each other, kicking each other into snowdrifts, then crawling out cursing and swearing, their faces contorted in a comical display of street thugs.
Zhang Nanfeng looked at them, at their lines of destiny that were exactly the same as those of the pig-men and fox-men before him, and felt a sense of unease and doubt in his heart.
Rat-man?
How exactly are these things cultivated?
Could it be that the Reincarnation Platform is causing trouble, using the power of reincarnation to disrupt the bloodline, thus giving birth to such a deformed creature?
But then he changed his mind and rejected the idea.
He himself is a being with the combined bloodlines of three beasts: rat, toad, and wolf, each more extraordinary than the last.
These things were not only ugly in appearance, but their blood was also extremely foul-smelling.
This was definitely not the work of the Reincarnation Platform.
While they were pondering, the five rat-men stopped under a sheltered rock. One of them took out some jerky from his pocket, and the other four began to scramble for it, talking as they ate.
"...If you ask me, why is the high priest so insistent on having that woman from the Wanyan family, whom he's been pursuing for so many days?"
"You know nothing! That Zheng woman is from Dongzhou, and it's said she has special genes, unlike us Beiyuan women!"
"Root bone? What root bone?"
"I don't know, but the high priest wants her to have a sacred marriage with the newly acquired 'earth dragon'."
"Then, when they are born...wouldn't they be even more...advantageous than us animals...?"
"He is a saint!"
One of the rat-men, who had been huddled at the back, suddenly slapped the speaker on the back of the head and angrily corrected him:
"If you squeak again, I'll tear your mouth off!"
"Very well, sage, we are sages..."
The beaten rat-man rubbed his head and said sullenly:
"But even a sage is human. Those women from Dongzhou have delicate skin and tender flesh. If we could also get a share and have her pregnant with my Rat Sage's child, wouldn't our lineage become stronger?"
"Dream on!" the rat-man sneered. "Are you worthy?"
"Thinking about it won't hurt you. I'm not worthy, but you are?"
......
The five rat-men talked amongst themselves, their words becoming increasingly vulgar. In the end, they argued over who could marry Zheng, pushing and shoving each other in a disgraceful display.
Zhang Nanfeng was lying on the snow ridge, about to leave, when he suddenly saw the shortest of the five rats twitch its nose and turn its little head sharply in the direction where he was hiding.
"It smells good!"
"What does it taste like? Meat?"
"No...it's a wolf."
The rat-man's pupils contracted sharply, and he sniffed hard again, his face full of confusion:
"But there's also a strange smell, like...like a lingzhi mushroom growing in the cracks of rocks after the snow has melted? I've never smelled it before..."
As they spoke, the five rats dispersed in a fan shape, with two rats circling around to the back, blocking their way.
Zhang Nanfeng had originally planned to retreat, not wanting to waste time, but these rat-men had a keen sense of smell and spotted him first, so he changed his mind.
Such disgusting species should be killed if possible.
Killing them might relieve some of the pressure on Wanyan Yue.
If she is no longer in that ravine and is retreating, but encounters this thing and causes further complications, it would be unfortunate.
Since that's the case, I won't hide it anymore.
Zhang Nanfeng slowly walked out from behind Xue Liang.
He stood atop the beam, looking down from above, like a wolf god descending to earth.
The five rats froze, then their eyes flashed with overwhelming horror, which then turned into greed.
"White Wolf!" the lead ratman screamed, "How many years... how many years has it been since a White Wolf appeared!"
"Take him back! Offer him to the High Priest, and the five of us will be promoted to Holy Guards and given a hundred households of pasture!" The skinny ratman trembled with excitement.
"What are you offering!"
Another rat-man slapped him hard across the face, his eyes wide with shock.
"The White Wolf is an auspicious omen of the Eternal Heaven, and should be imprisoned and forced into a sacred marriage! Let our rat-people also be tainted with this auspicious blood, so that our descendants will also be favored by the Eternal Heaven!"
"Male or female?" one of the rat-men asked, squinting at the object.
Another rat-man stared at Zhang Nanfeng's waist, his saliva almost dripping down his cheeks.
"Are you blind? So delicate-looking, what else could it be but female?"
"Female? Then I'll mate first!"
"Why did you go first? It was my idea to imprison them!"
"According to seniority, I'm the eldest, so I'll go first!"
The five rats argued over who should be paired first, almost killing each other, as if Zhang Nanfeng was no longer a wolf.
Zhang Nanfeng watched this scene quietly, seeing the undisguised lust in their eyes, and suddenly understood.
These people are not reincarnation anomalies at all. They are the product of human-animal hybridization.
Perhaps it was in this northern plain that some people, in their pursuit of power, forcibly mated humans and beasts, creating a monstrous offspring generation after generation.
Nausea.
Zhang Nanfeng's fur stood on end, a chill ran through his bones, and he almost vomited.
He dared not think any further, feeling that even glancing at these things was an eyesore.
Zhang Nanfeng's eyes suddenly shone brightly.
"Certainly."
Without uttering a single word, divine will has been revealed.
The five rats, who were wrestling together, froze.
One person was choking another's throat, another opened his mouth to bite, another raised his claws to slap, and yet another was even sticking out his buttocks to kick his companion. All of them froze on the spot, their postures comical and ugly, like five ridiculous clay sculptures.
Zhang Nanfeng opened his mouth, and his throat was filled with the sound of his breath.
The wind passed silently.
The five stiff bodies, like paper figures burned by a raging fire, began to peel away from their skin, turning into ashes, then their muscles dissolved and their bones turned to powder.
Three breaths later.
Only five shallow snow pits remain on the ground, proving that five monstrous creatures once lived here, but not even a single bone fragment or a drop of blood was left behind.
The wind and snow filled the brief void.
Zhang Nanfeng stood still, feeling the Blood Palace rotating like a wheel, continuously transforming the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into wind and breath, replenishing his tailbone.
The amount of wind breath stored in the tail orifice was not large to begin with, but because of the Blood Palace, the wind breath was inexhaustible like a spring, which made the strange wind have the power to dissolve everything for the first time.
There is a difference between immortals and mortals... indeed, there is a difference between immortals and mortals.
He was filled with emotion, but then his thoughts shifted and he suddenly froze.
Since the Blood Palace can continuously output energy, then... is it possible to contain it in reverse?
The wind from the coccyx, the fluid from the poison glands, and the light from the pupils—these three elements of the three lifetimes of supernatural powers each act independently. Although they can be used together, they are ultimately separated.
But what if... all three elements were incorporated into the Blood Palace, causing them to merge into one within the palace...?
Is it possible to forge a completely new power that belongs solely to Zhang Nanfeng?
The thought stirred Zhang Nanfeng's mind, and he almost immediately put this groundbreaking idea into practice.
However, with a slight twitch of the nose, the stench of livestock from the direction of the ravine had become so thick it was almost tangible, drifting in on the wind.
Wanyan Yue...
He suppressed the burning thought in his heart and sped off again toward the mountain valley.