A Little Monster With A Wife Is Amazing – CH72

Chapter 72: “He… He Is Actually the Bloody Butcher…”

Both furious and terrified, Jian Tang glared fixedly at the masked man in black.

He knew he had been reckless. The fact that his full-strength strike had been effortlessly neutralized by the other party proved the staggering disparity in their strength. But this villain was about to execute Little Yu—how could he possibly stand by and watch without doing anything!

Feng Xun stared down at the little vine monster below the platform, the deep knit of his brow finally smoothing out a bit.

It was it.

After three months, the cunning monster that had escaped from his palm had finally appeared before him once again.

And it had walked right into his trap.

With a sweep of his longsword, Feng Xun scooped up the pendant from the ground that had nearly struck him. Banging beneath the fine golden chain, a small golden spinning top swayed back and forth in the air.

“‘Golden Bell Shield,’ an S-rank defensive item.” Feng Xun raised an eyebrow, unceremoniously confiscating this piece of loot. “Did you lose your mind from anger? Using a high-level piece of defensive armor as a weapon?”

Jian Tang kept his face taut and remained silent.

…Naturally, it was because he didn’t have any other weapons at all.

Among the system items he currently possessed, only the golden rabbit pendant Feng Xun had given him could barely count as a weapon—it could both fend off attacks from Calamity Seeds and summon a massive golden rabbit to act as his bodyguard and muscle.

But that pendant was his ultimate life-saving trump card. Unless pushed to the absolute brink, he didn’t want to easily deploy this ace weapon.

“What do you want with me?” Jian Tang asked stiffly.

Because the vocal mechanism was different, his voice in vine form was entirely distinct from his human form. The former was extremely high and soft. Even when he adopted a fierce tone, it still sounded like a little baby bird chirping away, carrying zero threat.

…Just like how it had been in the dungeon back then.

A hundred years of time felt as though it were just yesterday. The answer he had pursued for so long was finally right before his eyes. When this moment finally arrived, Feng Xun felt no gratification, no relief—only a profound calm.

He stared expressionlessly at this supernatural monster for a moment, then took a step toward it.

Jian Tang instinctively shrank back, his little tail silently brushing against the spatial card hidden amidst his cluster of leaves—if the other party launched an attack against him, he would immediately summon the massive golden rabbit!

But the man didn’t make a move.

The other party ultimately came to a halt two meters away, a distance that wasn’t overly oppressive or forcing, calmly staring at the intensely guarded Jian Tang.

“Dungeon ‘Doomsday Night,’ serial number 442244,” the man spoke. “Do you still remember it?”

Jian Tang froze.

His freezing was not merely because of the question the man asked, but even more because when he heard that dungeon name and serial number, he could actually recall the memories of that time with absolute clarity at the very first instant.

So… even though a century had passed, he actually still brooded over that abruptly ended dungeon experience.

“Who on earth are you?”

Jian Tang sized up this man in black with astonishment and doubt, an incredible thought suddenly flashing through his brain.

“You… could you be that weirdo from the dungeon?!”

Feng Xun nodded: “It seems you still remember what happened back then.”

His tone softened slightly. “I’m not looking for you to take your life. I only want to ask you a few questions.”

Jian Tang watched him warily, not really believing this weirdo’s words: “What questions?”

The black bee buzzed over, hovering above the heads of the two.

“In the final few minutes before the dungeon crashed, who were you staying with?”

Jian Tang had a vivid memory of the scene at that time: “…With a human NPC.”

“How did you get the admission ticket in his hand?”

“What?” Jian Tang didn’t understand. “What admission ticket?”

“The ticket to enter the supernatural world.” Feng Xun’s tone turned cold, yet he still maintained restraint. “That dungeon replicated everything that happened on the night the apocalypse occurred. That NPC named Feng Yichi obtained two tickets before he died. One of them was meant for me, and the other should have belonged to himself. But why did that ticket ultimately end up in your hands?”

Jian Tang was utterly bewildered.

So the thing that had actively flown into his hand back then was actually an admission ticket?

“I don’t know.”

Jian Tang shook his head blankly, entirely failing to comprehend what this person was talking about, nor could he figure out how that scene in the dungeon had occurred back then—he had also found it completely baffling at the time, but before he could clear up the situation, an accident suddenly struck the dungeon, and all the task-takers and supernatural monsters participating at the time were kicked out.

“I don’t know why that kind of thing happened. I don’t know anything!”

The black bee buzzed and circled above the little vine’s head, yet it showed no intention of administering punishment—this indicated that it validated the vine monster’s words. The other party wasn’t lying.

All the blood in Feng Xun’s body turned cold.

He doesn’t know?

It actually doesn’t know?

The question that had weighed heavily at the bottom of his heart, troubling him for countless days and nights and driving him to pursue it bitterly for a century, had ultimately received such an answer. Feng Xun could neither understand nor accept it.

This was impossible.

This was absolutely impossible!

The ticket his father had wagered his own life to finally obtain, how could it be easily handed over to a supernatural monster that had popped out of nowhere? If the ticket hadn’t changed hands, his father could have survived!

It absolutely had to be something this monster did!

Jian Tang watched as the man’s expression grew increasingly grim and frigid, the eyes fixed on him already leaking a piercing murderous intent. The alarm bells in his heart blared wildly. Just as he was about to retrieve the rabbit pendant from the spatial card, a sudden, sharp pain racked his body, and the vine tail he had just raised drooped powerlessly back down.

For the first time, Jian Tang learned that a task-taker’s speed could actually be this fast—he hadn’t even seen clearly how the other party made a move before a pair of skeletal claws had already firmly gripped him. The icy knuckles embedded themselves into the vine’s soft body, leaving Jian Tang like a snake pinned by its vitals, his entire body aching and sore, unable to exert even a shred of strength.

But that wasn’t the most terrifying part.

The most terrifying part was—this skeletal hand gripping him, he… he felt it was faintly familiar…

“You…” Jian Tang’s voice was as strained as a rusty gear turning with great difficulty. “You… you are…”

With a “boom,” a sudden explosive impact caused the entire small island to shudder violently.

The monsters in the central square fell in a heap amidst the tremor. The townspeople looked in horror toward the direction the explosion came from—it was from the eastern pier!

Had some other terrifying thing broken in?

The chaos on the scene finally caused the fainted High Priest to leisurely awaken. His lips trembled, his mouth still murmuring the phrase he had been repeating before he passed out—

“No… no… it’s not… it’s not him…” With great effort, he turned his head to look at the man in black standing below the giant stone high platform.

“It’s not him… the ‘person’ that appeared in the divination is not him…”

Another loud noise echoed, but it wasn’t the sound of an explosion. Rather, it sounded like something immensely heavy had been solidly planted onto the ground, causing the island to start shaking once again.

All the townspeople were stunned, staring dumbfounded toward the direction of the pier where a massive figure was gradually emerging—it was a black giant!

“It’s it… it’s it…!” The High Priest extended a wrinkled fin, pointing from afar at that massive humanoid figure, shouting in terror, “Our disaster has arrived!!”

Then his eyes rolled back, and he fainted away once more.

Compared to the panic of the town’s residents, Feng Xun recognized it at the very first instant—that was the mother nest of the Calamity Seeds.

They had parasitized another greedy task-taker similar to Yuan Cheng, and the mother nest had entered a rapid incubation phase, causing the host’s body size to ferment and expand along with it, resembling a bloated corpse.

This monster town was adjacent to the Sea of Healing. If the mother nest was allowed to completely hatch in a place like this, the sky-blotting Calamity Seeds would not only pollute the ocean that possessed “healing power,” but would also drift along the currents of the Sea of Healing to other spatial planes. The loss and impact this would inflict upon the supernatural world would be extremely colossal.

Although he hadn’t participated in the missions of the Abyss Prison, Feng Xun also felt an intense loathing toward these Calamity Seeds that brought world-ending disasters to numerous planes. He decided almost instantly—

They must be eliminated, leaving not a single one behind!

Jian Tang was currently struck with astonishment by the shocking mutation over at the pier when he was suddenly thrown fiercely by someone, instantly sending his world spinning.

At the same time he was flung out, a silvery light blossomed around his body. By the time he tumbled to the ground, Jian Tang discovered he had already been confined within a tiny silver cage.

Feng Xun didn’t intend to let this supernatural monster go, but the situation was critical right now. He could only lock the other party up first and return to continue the interrogation later.

He reached up and swiped a hand across his face, and the Death Mask quickly covered his features. The trench coat on his body also transformed into a more resilient black combat robe, and a blood-stained scythe silently appeared within the frigid skeletal claws.

Feng Xun raised his head and leaped into the air. The Death Scythe in his hand rapidly enlarged, the massive crescent-moon-like scythe almost obscuring half the sky as it cleaved toward that roaring “giant.”

The moment the Bloody Butcher’s signature mask and weapon appeared, they were instantly recognized by the townspeople.

“It’s… it’s the Bloody Butcher!!!”

A townsperson shrieked in horror, his legs going straight limp as he collapsed to the ground in terror.

“He… he is actually the Bloody Butcher!!!”

A single stone stirred up a thousand waves. All the townspeople were scared out of their wits, unable to tell for a moment whether the “giant” or the “Bloody Butcher” was more terrifying. Crying and shouting, they held their heads and fled in all directions, and the central square threw itself into complete chaos.

Still in a state of paralysis and unable to move, Little Yu was also hurriedly hoisted onto his family’s back, rushing frantically toward the direction of the town’s other spatial exit to seek refuge.

“Where is Little Tang?” The pink little dolphin was still mindful of the friend who had stood up for him, asking anxiously.

“Did any of you see where Little Tang went?”

No monsters had seen him.

They had only seen the Bloody Butcher fling that pitiful little vine out before he went wild. As for whether that vine monster had been smashed into a pulp or had taken advantage of the chaos to escape, no monster knew.

—

The commotion on the central square quickly settled down following the flight of the numerous townspeople.

Thus, no monster discovered that wedged right within the crevice between the giant stone high platform and the lawn was a tiny silver circular cage.

This was a perfect blind spot that was sufficiently concealed, yet didn’t obstruct the view of the external situation.

If Jian Tang looked out at this moment, he would see: in the distance, the Bloody Butcher and the “giant” had already entangled in battle. Although the disparity in their body sizes was stark, the Bloody Butcher’s combat power was exceptionally valiant. Rather than saying he was suppressing the giant, it was better to call it a one-sided slaughter.

But Jian Tang didn’t look.

It wasn’t that he was indifferent, but rather that what attracted his entire attention at this moment was the silver cage imprisoning him before his eyes—

This tiny cage was interwoven from silver vine branches, without a door or a lock. Between the gaps of the vines, an extremely faint green light-mist floated, which was the barrier preventing the contents of the cage from escaping through the gaps.

At the very top of the silver cage was a tiny circular ring. All the silver branches were projected and radiated outward from this circular ring. Clearly, it was the core mechanism of this silver cage.

Jian Tang stared blankly at that small silver ring. He looked at it for a very, very long time. His vine tail lightly nudged the spatial card, retrieving an identical silver circular ring from inside.

Yes, completely identical.

The only difference was probably that one size was slightly larger, while the other size was slightly smaller.

The little vine stared blankly at the silver ring hooked by the tip of his tail, then looked at that same style of “ring” on the silver cage, his mind a complete blank.

H-how could they be the same?

This was the Qixi Festival gift Feng Xun had given him, a pair of couple’s rings named “Intertwined Branches.” Why… why did the Bloody Butcher also have an identical one??

Was it given to him by that new bride of his?

Jian Tang stared fixedly at the silver ring in his hand. After a long while, he transmitted the intent to “activate” into it.

Jian Tang had always thought that only the rabbit pendant and the engagement ring were high-level items crafted by Feng Xun, never expecting that this couple’s ring, which had only been worn for a month before being swapped out, would similarly undergo a transformation into a high-level item—

The tiny silver ring spat out silver branch vines, and the faint green light of a barrier flashed among the vines, enveloping Jian Tang.

A sturdy silver cage could either be a closed prison, or it could be—a protective shield firmly defending its master.

The continuously inflating and expanding silver cage quickly perceived the external oppression, rapidly judging it to be a threat and aggressively pushing back against it.

The two layers of “silver cages” continuously squeezed and clashed against each other, evenly matched and neither yielding to the other.

Accompanied by a grating sound of friction, with a “pop,” the outermost “silver cage” was squeezed open and broken by the “silver cage” inside.

The Bloody Butcher’s “ring” fell from the air, tumbling onto the lawn at Jian Tang’s feet.

Up until Jian Tang retracted his own silver cage and touched the external grass once more, he was still somewhat dazed and incredulous—

He had escaped just like that?

Successfully breaking the Bloody Butcher’s unbreakable confinement could actually be this simple?

Although the style was the same, judging from the effect, his ring was clearly a bit stronger than the Bloody Butcher’s.

Jian Tang touched the silver ring that had rendered him a great service with both relief and affection, seeing that etched on the inner side of the ring was the letter “T”—this was the initial of “Tang.”

So this pair of rings had also been handcrafted by Feng Xun.

Jian Tang guessed this might be Feng Xun’s habit when making couple’s accessories: on the engagement ring the other party had given him, the letter “T” was also etched. Of course, on the ring Feng Xun wore himself, what was etched was the initial of “Xun,” “X.”

Involuntarily, Jian Tang’s gaze cast toward that silver ring that had just fallen onto the lawn.

Because it had been forcibly burst open, this ring had already lost its original brilliance and luster. Frost-like fractured patterns appeared on the silver band, looking a bit pitiful.

But even so, it could still be clearly seen that on the inner band of the ring, a letter was also etched.

—It was an “X.”

A Little Monster With A Wife Is Amazing