CHAPTER 342: CHAPTER 220: THE IMMORTAL VINE’S LONG-LIVED ONE

Although many men have died because of monitoring that mansion.

However, Crow Yidan never lacks crow brothers. Under its control, a group of crows gathered around Saint Anna City on the same day.

They are distributed in every street, every corner of Saint Anna City.

As long as something happens, nothing escapes their surveillance.

It can be said that although Crow Yidan’s contract doesn’t offer Sun Yan any combat assistance, its surveillance function is indeed unparalleled and extremely useful.

Night.

A man wearing a trench coat clearly mismatched to his size walks down the alley, head lowered anxiously.

Three smoking black men walk from the front, just as the two sides are about to pass each other.

The black man suddenly grabs his shoulder, then takes a small knife from his pocket, urgently threatening, "Shit! Man, hand over all your money, hurry!"

The other two black men block the man’s escape routes, giving him no chance to flee.

It’s obvious these three black men are very experienced in robbery, clearly not their first time committing the crime.

The man keeps his head down without lifting it because he simply doesn’t understand what these black men are saying.

But the way one grabs his shoulder makes him feel extremely uneasy. He suppresses the desire within him, painstakingly saying, "Stay away from me, or you will die, believe me, I do not wish to harm you."

Coincidentally, the black men don’t understand Eastern speech either.

Seeing the man mumbling, they think he’s threatening them, and the already tense black men immediately slap him hard.

The slap knocks the hat off the man’s head, revealing the face hidden beneath the hat.

It is a ghastly face covered with abundant plant stems on the surface.

These plant stems grow beneath the man’s skin, merging with his flesh, sprouting from his body, and surface spawning more plant tendrils.

Anyone normal would not consider this to be any ordinary situation.

"Monster! Run!"

Seeing such a horrifying scene, the three black men immediately react, hastily running away.

But the man’s speed is faster, and the stems attached to his body suddenly come alive, shoot out and wrap around the bodies of the black men.

The moment the stems wrap around the black men’s skin, they frantically burrow into their bodies, sucking the blood within.

In just about ten seconds, the three black men become dried corpses on the ground, with everything liquid inside their bodies completely consumed.

"Courting death, outer black people, your dirty blood is truly disgusting," the man says disdainfully.

He bends over to pick up the hat that fell on the ground, puts it on his head, and raises his leg to leave.

But at this moment, a few figures suddenly emerge from the corner of the alley ahead: a plump monk with a smiling face and a man with his face wrapped in burlap.

"Amitabha Buddha, Benefactor just awakened from the blood coffin and must feel very confused about this new world, come with us, we’re here to take you home," the plump monk kindly says with a smile.

"Who are you?"

The other speaks Eastern language, which somewhat eases the man’s wary expression, though his body remains tense.

If the plump monk makes any move that feels threatening, he will launch an attack instantly.

"Our teacher comes from the same lineage as the Benefactor. If you want to say it, you should be brothers. Benefactor should know Xu Fu, right?"

"You know Master Xu!" the man exclaims in shock.

"Of course, Benefactor was sealed by Xu Fu in the blood coffin back then, using his body to nourish the overseas immortal mountain’s vine. Xu Fu commanded his disciples to water it generation after generation with child’s blood, until the immortal vine fully fused with the person in the coffin, touching the longevity opportunity."

The plump monk smiles, "Benefactor and the blood coffin were buried underground by both our teachers years ago, in anticipation of your awakening one day."

The man falls silent, feeling somewhat convinced when the other mentions Master Xu’s name.

But after staying in the blood coffin for so many years, isolated from the human world for who knows how long, just emerging from the coffin, it’s inevitable to feel hostile towards anything.

"Where’s Master Xu? I want to see him," the man croaks.

"Benefactor, Xu Fu has been missing for many years, even our master has no clue about his whereabouts now. You need to come with us, staying here will only get more dangerous. Many people are watching you now, come with us," the plump monk advises earnestly.

Just as the man is vaguely persuaded, about to agree.

A shadow suddenly shoots into the man’s chest, soundlessly, it turns out to be a bullet.

The man looks down at the gunshot wound in his chest, freezes for a moment, then roars in rage, "How dare you use Master Xu’s name to deceive me! You deserve to die!"

"No! Don’t misunderstand, Benefactor, this has nothing to do with us, we know nothing either!" the plump monk hurriedly explains.

But the other is already engulfed in rage, impossible to listen to his words anymore.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, the plant stems attached to the man’s entire body start writhing violently, like a group of snakes coiling and swirling on his body, soon wrapping him completely.

Countless branches shoot out in all directions, indiscriminately exterminating everyone they see.

"Amitabha, communication is no longer possible, Liao Fan, subdue him for now, I’ll go find the one who fired the sneak shot," the plump monk coldly says.

Beside him, the burlap-covered freak instantly stomps his legs, darting towards the man at lightning speed, reaching out to grab the other’s shoulder.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, hidden snipers from the darkness fire at the group fiercely.

They’re not shooting bullets, but needle arrows loaded with anesthetic, potent enough to knock out even a mature elephant instantly.

Clearly, the hidden snipers are well-prepared, fully aware whom they’re facing.

The plump monk swings his arm, using his heavy monk sleeves to swat away all the incoming needle arrows. With a leap, he reaches the rooftop of a nearby building, spotting several individuals in night camouflage clothes lying behind the ridge with guns.

Seeing this, the plump monk’s eyes emit a cold glimmer, he swipes his large hand, striking atop a sniper’s head.

The sniper doesn’t even get a chance to scream, his skull shatters like a watermelon, smashing apart on the spot.

The plump monk strikes swiftly and mercilessly, completely lacking the demeanor of a monk.

Within a few swift moves, all the snipers perish under his palm.

"Looks like the Third Speaker’s side has also discovered this person, need to hurry, can’t afford any mistakes."

Watching the man fighting fiercely with his companion, the plump monk sighs, "Immortal vine fusion, ancient rebirth, re-entry into the human world, is there truly a method of longevity in this world?

Now that this person has come back to life, is Xu Fu still existing somewhere in this world? After thousands of years of preparation, spreading remnants of the longevity cultivation technique everywhere, what exactly is he planning."