The Luckiest Dumb Doctor
Chapter 793 - Chapter 793 Chapter 793 Vine Becomes Spirit_1

Chapter 793: Chapter 793 Vine Becomes Spirit_1 Chapter 793: Chapter 793 Vine Becomes Spirit_1 “`

“Lulu!”

To everyone’s surprise, the once imposing wild boars and wild chickens had actually panicked and retreated several steps, keeping a distance of more than ten meters from the vines and looking from afar, not daring to approach.

“Are they just some vines? Do they need to be that scared?”

Greg looked down on them and took another look at the sturdy, thigh-thick, emerald vines before him.

They indeed were quite eerie. There were over a hundred vines interlaced among the tree trunks, spanning nearly twenty meters horizontally and nearly enveloping the entire tree vertically.

The whole thing felt like a massive spider web, with many animals already entangled, and smaller vines binding them tightly while ceaselessly drawing blood.

Under these vines, there were piles of stark white bones accumulated like a mountain; clearly, many animals had died here before he arrived.

“Hm? Isn’t that Goldie?”

The next moment, Greg’s gaze swept across and quickly found a familiar figure.

It was a brown-black furred wild wolf, bound tightly by its limbs, lying on its back in an abject state, so emaciated that it was practically just skin and bones.

“As the saying goes, even when beating a dog you should look at its owner. You vines really have no respect!”

Greg didn’t hesitate, pointed into the air, and targeted the vines that had trapped Goldie.

With a swish, four strokes of Limitless Sword Aura formed crescents in the air, swiftly cutting through the vines.

He reached out and caught the now nearly weightless Goldie in his hands.

“Woo woo…”

Goldie, shocked, recognized its master and let out a low cry, its eyes brimming with tears, moved to the extreme.

Greg glared at it, “I’ve told you not to run around, but you just wouldn’t listen. Wait till we get back and I’ll settle things with you!”

Buzz!!

As he spoke, the robust vines in front of him sensed that their food had been stolen and suddenly whipped around with hundreds of tentacles, as if they had grown eyes, furiously lashing out.

The vines attacked with extreme ferocity, striking from various cunning angles, and four or five even burrowed out from underground, wrapping around Greg’s legs, attempting to entangle him.

“Hmph! You think you can kill me just because you’ve evolved a bit?”

Greg, with a look of disdain, formed a sword finger and swung fiercely into the void.

Instantly, the Limitless Swordplay, applying the Eight Trigrams Method, split into hundreds of sharp Sword Qi and collided with the vines, cutting them up as if slicing through tofu.

The remaining Sword Qi then swept unstoppably towards the main body of the vines, and before they could react, shattered them all.

With the obstruction of these vines gone, the view cleared significantly, revealing the path which they had blocked; the path meandered away into a space deep and unfathomable.

Whoosh!

In the moment of his surprise, the remaining half of the vines rapidly contracted and awkwardly fled into the depths of the dense forest.

In other words, the vines he saw here were just one of them, not the actual main body.

They were just branches, spreading throughout the entire forest, constantly capturing creatures, extracting their bloodline, and providing an endless supply of nutrients to the main body.

“These vines have probably evolved into something sentient!”

The evolution of plants is very different from that of animals. Animals have a certain amount of intelligence already, and before awakening, they act according to instinct.

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Plants are different; to possess instincts, they must awaken their spiritual intelligence. Only then can they perform actions like this vine, spreading webs everywhere to draw nutrients for its main body and even knowing how to escape.

“To have become so astute within just a year, there must be some kind of natural treasure nearby its main body or perhaps it encountered some extraordinary luck!

Tsk-tsk, if you had hidden yourself well, it wouldn’t have mattered, but now that you’ve exposed everything, you should belong to me!”

Greg Jensen tossed Goldie to one of the wild boars, “You guys go back first, I’ll chase that vine spirit!”

With that, he followed the scent of the vine and plunged into the dense forest, relentlessly pursuing it.

He was attacked numerous times along the way, all by insignificant wild beasts. With a flick of his fingers, they were shredded to pieces by his Sword Qi.

The chaotic stench of blood disrupted his tracking path. Fortunately, the vine had fled in such a hurry, either due to a lack of intelligence or it had never contemplated otherwise, that it left a dragging trail on the ground.

Following these traces, he quickly located the hiding place of the vine spirit’s main body.

Next to a huge boulder, a vine thick enough for three people to embrace twined around an ancient tree, with hundreds of tendrils extending in all directions.

Most of these tendrils were inserted into the tree, which appeared lush and verdant, seemingly unharmed and not drained of nutrients.

“A symbiotic relationship?!”

Greg Jensen immediately discerned the intricacies and couldn’t help but marvel.

The vine had no main stem and could only survive by attaching to other plants.

Yet this locust tree was much shorter than the other large trees surrounding it, unable to reach the sunlight above the canopy, and naturally incapable of photosynthesis.

This was how the two reached a symbiotic relationship, collaborating and becoming interdependent.

However, Greg Jensen had no interest in admiring this wonder of nature and immediately began searching between the two.

As mentioned earlier, since the Rebirth of Spiritual Energy had only been a year, it wouldn’t have been enough time for the vine to develop sentience. Therefore, it was deducible that there had to be some treasure hidden near its main body.

Sure enough, he soon found a highly concealed underground spring behind the locust tree and vine.

Peering into the hole, the spring water was crystal clear and carried a refreshing sweetness that was utterly delightful.

Moreover, through his Eight Trigrams Method vision, Greg Jensen discovered that these underground springs were infused with a large amount of pure Spiritual Energy. To put it dramatically, these springs had also “evolved” amid the prevailing environment of the Rebirth of Spiritual Energy.

These springs had acquired a new function. Drinking just one mouthful was tantamount to refining a large quantity of Spiritual Energy.

“No wonder this vine managed to become sentient… haha, now it’s all mine!”

The amount of water in these underground springs was not vast, and Greg Jensen could easily collect it by bottling it up to carry away. This water would be perfect for brewing tea.

Swish, swish!

Who knew that the next second, the vine spirit seemed to sense Greg Jensen’s intentions and, unwilling to comply, suddenly lashed out with a multitude of tendrils from behind.

Without turning his head, Greg Jensen sent a palm strike through the air, his robust power instantly materializing midair, colliding with the tendrils and producing a thunderous boom.

In the blink of an eye, the tendrils were outright smashed, offering no resistance whatsoever.

“My patience has its limits! Don’t force me to uproot you completely!”

Greg Jensen looked back and issued a threat. Seeing that the vine had indeed calmed down, he began to take out bottles to collect the water.

But just then, the locust tree also suddenly shook violently, and immediately afterward, a pair of sharp eyes appeared high above, glaring at him. A dangerous aura rapidly closed in!