Wen Wen looked at Xiaochan with interest: "Just a quick question, why do you call yourself Xiaochan? Whenever I see you, I always think of ketchup gaining sentience."
Xiaochan turned his head away, ignoring Wen Wen’s provocation.
Wen Wen chuckled lightly: "Your nickname is the Beast of Revelry. It’s said you were infected by the loss of the mother body, turning into this ghostly form. But I know very well what an infected looks like, and it has nothing to do with you..."
"So... what turned you into this appearance should be something similar to what’s inside this box, and because of that, you have a craving for the contents of this box."
"As for why you like to treat the Shrew Clansmen as snacks... I fear their birth might also be related to similar blood."
Xiaochan did not answer, sitting on the ground with a smile, looking at the five long spears, tacitly acknowledging what Wen Wen said.
To verify his statement, Wen Wen called over a small Shrew Clansman, placed his hand on his head, and sensed the flow of blood in his body, barely detecting a trace of heavenly divine presence.
This trace of blood was so minute it was almost negligible, perhaps only a few insignificant blood cells in the body of this Mouse person.
Yet it’s this tiny hint of power that transformed the tribe from low food chain creatures into a monster race with Supernatural Power.
And the amount of blood in Xiaochan’s body might be only a drop or two, turning him from a superpower user into such a bizarre creature.
In the box stored in the Shrew Villa chapel, although it looked like a mass, only a few drops held real power. If Xiaochan consumed them, he could likely reach the True Order Tier directly.
"The blood of the Star Realm God and the Spiritual Realm God merely contains immense power, but the heavenly gods’ blood is extraordinary to this extent..."
Wen Wen scratched his hair; there are three heavenly gods currently relating to him.
One is the Respectable Demon Fiend, Mo Gong, who once was a heavenly god but now lacks that power.
The other is the Moon Goddess, who left a mark within Wen Wen, barely considered his ally.
The last is Wen Li’s backer, the Death Omen Star Lord, Heavenly God Yogma. Hopefully, this old guy won’t come to seek revenge on him.
As he thought about it, Wen Wen shivered.
An image suddenly surfaced in his mind: Heavenly God Yogma riding a little electric scooter to hassle him, only to receive a ticket for riding unlawfully...
Wen Wen shook his head abruptly, shaking the image away, instead marveling at the power of the blood of the heavenly gods.
Just a little blood has such effects; what power would there be if there was a large mass?
Above the heavenly gods, what mystical energy would lie in the blood of the Supreme Overlord?
Wen Wen shook his head; those things were still somewhat distant from him. He turned his attention to Xiaochan: "Anyhow, you can’t run off now, so would you be willing to come with me?"
"It’s a very interesting place; the old guys there speak quite nicely, and I have a great treasure there, which can make you very happy."
The great treasure he referred to was the Mirror Labyrinth, which now had many more functions than before and could likely meet Xiaochan’s needs.
Though Wen Wen looked down on Xiaochan, he still wanted to keep Xiaochan happy for now, for future enjoyment of stripping away his joy.
Letting him have some fun now was like giving him a farewell meal.
Xiaochan seemed a little interested: "Are you serious?"
"Of course, I am. I guarantee you have never played with something like it."
After reaching a brief agreement with Xiaochan, Wen Wen snapped his fingers, and another Rune Array appeared, releasing a black veil to temporarily shroud the surroundings. When the veil disappeared, Xiaochan had also vanished from everyone’s sight.
"The bounty is complete... I should find something fun to play with now."
Wen Wen glanced into the distance, smiling slightly, before the war began. Sifumo hid watching from afar. Wen Wen was greeting him.
At the start of the journey, he knew Sifumo had a special reason for coming here and had been secretly investigating all the passengers.
But Wen Wen wasn’t particularly interested in him, only wanting to achieve his own goals during the journey. As long as Sifumo didn’t interfere, Wen Wen wouldn’t expose him.
In reality, after Xiaochan’s attack, Sifumo set out to find Wen Wen, as he had the location of the Shrew Villa provided by Osno.
But because he got lost, he barely arrived nearby when the battle began.
Ataya and the Pygmy Overlord looked at Wen Wen with reverence; indeed, someone invited by Lord Osno. The monster they could barely handle with full force was captured by Wen Wen with a mere wave of his hand.
It is precisely because of countless such strongmen that the Hunters Association can firmly control this world.
Before they could sigh too long, Wen Wen turned around, took out a chair from the Sanctuary, then sat down, leaning back and crossing his legs, fingers gently rubbing.
"That guy sure wanted to exterminate your tribes, and with your strength, you couldn’t catch him. Now I dealt with him; don’t you think you should show some appreciation?"
"Uh... what do you mean by appreciation..."
"Of course, I mean a reward. I saved your two tribes, and you have to show some gratitude, right?"
The Pygmy Overlord was momentarily stunned, throwing a glance at Ataya for help. The Mouse Tribe was practically destitute, with nothing to offer as a token.
And Ataya’s impression of Wen Wen suddenly turned sour. The Hunters Association must have many strongmen like Wen Wen who take advantage of situations; otherwise, how could they maintain this world’s control?
Wen Wen smiled, having no acquaintance with these cat-mice creatures; he had to take advantage where he could. After getting payment here, he’d still go find Osno for the promised reward...
Sifumo firmly held the Bloodthirsty Flying Head. Both Xiaochan who appeared earlier and the box held by Tao Qingqing, along with those robust rats, all bore the presence of Divine Blood.
This indicated that Divine Blood was not only in the Cup of Divine Blood, meaning finding it might be more challenging than he imagined.
This place is the second stop of the journey; he wondered if he’d gain new discoveries in future travels.
However, Wen Wen’s strength was becoming greater and greater. Looking back, there was a time he was a cut above Wen Wen, but now Wen Wen’s strength had far surpassed his.
"Damn it, if it wasn’t for the time wasted being lost, maybe I’d be True Order Rank by now."