Chapter 3665 — The Thunder Pig Awakens!
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Yet just as he made to leave the hollow, a long-unheard voice suddenly rang out in his mind: "Ji ji! Ji ji!"
The Thunder Pig had actually awakened at this very moment! Wei Zhao's steps halted, and the sound filled him with delight—with this, the search for the Devouring-Heart Exquisite Grass would be far more dependable!
But the situation was grim, and this was no time to let the Thunder Pig out. Better to wait until he had shaken off the danger.
Yet before Wei Zhao could leave the hollow, the Thunder Pig's cries in his mind grew more urgent still, as though something pressing were at hand!
Wei Zhao's heart stirred. If it could make the Thunder Pig so frantic, could some treasure be hidden in this hollow?
After a moment's hesitation, Wei Zhao decided to let the Thunder Pig out first and see just what prize could be found here. After all, anything capable of rousing the Thunder Pig from its stupor was hardly likely to be common fare.
And if he left now, even if he later meant to come back and search, he might never find this hollow again. To let a treasure within arm's reach slip through his fingers over that would be a lasting regret.
"Ji ji! Ji ji!" Once out of the jade pendant's space, the Thunder Pig glanced at Wei Zhao twice, then bounded straight over to the pile of bones.
"You mean there's a treasure in there?" Wei Zhao blinked.
By instinctive revulsion, no normal person would want a second look at a heap of bones like that—not even a skilled early Foundation Establishment cultivator like him. He would never dream of rummaging through such a pile, much less imagine anything beneath it.
"Ji ji!" The Thunder Pig nodded vigorously.
Seeing this, Wei Zhao wasted no time and stepped forward to examine the pile closely. Sure enough, hidden beneath the covering of bones was a black pouch—small, about the size of a shoebox.
He opened the mouth of the pouch and looked inside: a bag of blood-red, gravel-like substance, faintly giving off an indescribable, eerie aura. Wei Zhao had never seen its like, and he turned at once to ask the Thunder Pig, "What is this stuff?"
The Thunder Pig shook its head, dabbed a hoof in some dark wood dust in the corner, and wrote on the ground: "I don't know what it is, but I was startled awake by the aura of this bag, so it must be some very rare treasure."
"Oh? So there's something to this after all..." With danger pressing close, Wei Zhao simply stopped second-guessing and stowed the bag into the jade pendant's space.
If his guess was right, this bag was the spoil of the corpses on the ground—perhaps a priceless treasure won through untold hardship and effort, only for its owners to perish in this hollow trap on the way back.
At that thought, a warning pricked at Wei Zhao's mind: dawdle here any longer, and he might well follow in these people's footsteps.
But just as he prepared to leave, the jade pendant suddenly began sounding alarm after alarm. The Thunder Pig, panic-stricken, squealed "ji ji" and darted behind him. Wei Zhao turned to look—and at the mouth of the hollow he saw a figure that stopped the breath in his chest.
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