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Chapter 50 - 50 49 The Bizarre Wooden Box

50: Chapter 49: The Bizarre Wooden Box 50: Chapter 49: The Bizarre Wooden Box He’s discovered it?!

Zhao Shan, whose heart had just relaxed, suddenly tensed up again, involuntarily gripping the wooden box in his pocket, and said with a forced laugh, “There’s nothing of importance.”

Chu Yi’s gaze remained on his phone, not even glancing at him, but he spoke indifferently, “Either you take it out yourself, or I will.

Which do you choose?”

The words were spoken lightly, but the threat was unmistakable.

Zhao Shan knew he had to make a decision, or he feared he might not make it out of this green belt today…

“Alright, I’ll give it to you.”

As he spoke, he took a few steps closer to Chu Yi while pulling out the palm-sized wooden box from his pocket.

The box looked somewhat eerie, and Chu Yi couldn’t identify the type of wood it was made from.

Its overall color resembled the residue left after blood had dried, its mottled lines sketched out an abstract weeping face.

“What is this thing?”

Chu Yi put down his phone and looked at the wooden box with a serious expression.

Somehow, he felt a significant threat from the wooden box.

This was somewhat bizarre.

“It’s a treasure passed down in my family.”

Zhao Shan’s face showed reluctance as he said, “It was always kept by my father.

He passed away not long ago and left it in my care, telling me to guard it well.”

But he was lying about one thing.

Before his father passed away, he had stressed again and again that this object should not be kept, that it must be destroyed…

Chu Yi merely responded with an “Oh,” and as Zhao Shan handed over the wooden box, he said, “If you must take it, please take good care of it.”

As he spoke, he looked down, his face filled with reluctance, and passed the wooden box over.

Chu Yi reached out to take it, but at that moment, a sudden premonition of unease rose up from his heart.

The instant the premonition arose, Chu Yi made his move.

A swift motion of “capturing a fluttering cloth,” his left hand brushed aside Zhao Shan’s arm, and his right hand, formed like a blade, chopped at his neck.

Although he didn’t use his full strength, had a regular person been hit with such a blow, they’d likely faint or, worse, it could be fatal, as the neck is more fragile than many imagine.

But Zhao Shan was sturdy, having trained his body enduringly as a means to make a living and had specifically strengthened his neck muscles to increase resistance to blows, just in case of situations like this.

A dull thud sounded as his body abruptly swayed, nearly tumbling to the ground.

However, it was only nearly.

The next moment, his face contorted with ferocity as he placed a hand on Chu Yi’s chest.

“You’re done for!”

Seeing his success, Zhao Shan shrieked with unexpected joy.

Chu Yi frowned and looked down, only to see a bloody handprint had appeared on his chest.

On closer inspection of Zhao Shan, his hand, drenched in blood, clutched the wooden box tightly, and from the slits of the box, one could see several sharp blades darting out like living creatures, absorbing his blood!

As the blood touched the blades, it seemed to evaporate into thin air, leaving Chu Yi somewhat astonished.

“What is this thing?”

A sinister, morbid smile appeared on Zhao Shan’s face, “Something to take your life with!”

He raised the wooden box and began chanting something low under his breath, sounding almost like…

a corrupted version of the Great Compassion Mantra?

As his voice grew louder, Chu Yi sensed that something was amiss.

A burning sensation suddenly emanated from his chest, and within seconds it felt as if a hot iron was pressed against his skin, accompanied by a sensation like needles pricking, as if something were trying to burrow into his body.

Chu Yi was inwardly shocked.

“Damn, this thing is wicked!”

Faced with this sudden anomaly, he was somewhat at a loss, despite having practiced martial arts for many years; after all, he hadn’t experienced anything like this before.

Just then, his gaze suddenly fell on the wooden box in Zhao Shan’s hand.

No matter what the situation was, it had to be related to that wooden box!

“Heavenly Eye, activate!”

With a low shout in his heart, Chu Yi used Clairvoyance to look at the wooden box.

Darkness instantly filled his vision, and this palm-sized wooden box seemed to have no boundaries once he peered inside.

As Chu Yi was surprised, a glimmer of light appeared, followed by a head emitting a ghastly green glow, neck-less and floating in from the darkness.

Its hair disheveled, its expression twisted and maniacal, and with blood-red eyes, droplets of blood fell into its hair from the Void during its flight, making the bloody threads in its eyes multiply…

“Living people!

There are living people!

There’s something to eat!”

The grotesque mouth of the head opened and closed as it rasped out its words.

In just a few blinks of an eye, it came face to ‘face’ with Chu Yi.

More precisely, it locked eyes with Chu Yi’s line of sight but couldn’t find the person.

“Where are the people!

I’m hungry!”

The head spun around frantically as if it had gone mad.

Seeing this scene, Chu Yi was stunned, feeling as though his materialistic and scientific worldview was being excavated by hundreds of diggers laying a foundation.

It was too incredible, so much so that he thought he was dreaming.

One moment he was looking at data on his phone, the next he saw a living head flying around inside a wooden box…

What the hell is this situation?!

Chu Yi closed the Heavenly Eye, to prevent the head from tracing back along his line of sight, then he turned to look at Zhao Shan.

“Holy shit!”

Seeing Zhao Shan’s condition at that moment, Chu Yi was alarmed.

In less than a minute, Zhao Shan’s complexion had turned ashen, his cheeks sunken in as if he had been overworking for ten days straight, his whole body listless, and the flow of blood from his hands slowed down.

Even so, he seemed oblivious to his state, only staring venomously at Chu Yi and said, “You’re dead, you’re definitely dead…”

Chu Yi frowned slightly and, after a moment’s thought, suddenly rushed towards Zhao Shan.

No matter what, he had to seize that wooden box first!

What Chu Yi did not expect was that even though Zhao Shan seemed worn out and frail, his strength was unbelievably great.

It was just a split second and a single move, but Chu Yi estimated that his strength had increased by at least threefold!

“Bleeding like he’s popped a strength pill,” Chu Yi muttered.

He shook off his hand and changed his strategy.

A contest of strength wasn’t worth it; it was time for a battle of wits instead.

So, he charged again.

If Wen Ya were here at this moment, she would be shocked, for what Chu Yi was using was unmistakably the Short-Strike Footwork of the Wen Family of Shuzhou.

His steps were unpredictable and fluid as water; even with Zhao Shan’s sudden increase in strength, he couldn’t land a hit on Chu Yi.

One minute, two minutes…

Chu Yi moved around Zhao Shan with ease, provoking his anger without ever going for a heavy strike.

Gradually, Zhao Shan’s face became paler, his skin shriveled and sunken, but his eyes turned more and more blood-red.

Just like the head inside that wooden box…

“Roar!”

When he let out a roar that didn’t sound human, he had completely lost his mind.

Chu Yi swiftly grabbed the wooden box from his hand.

But just as he was about to destroy the thing, a piercing cold suddenly spread from the Hand Seal on his chest throughout his body, freezing him in place.

Turning his head, he saw Zhao Shan revealing a sinister smile.

“I’m out!”

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