Fairy bestows immortality

However, apart from Su Yun, who stood to the side with a strange smile, there was no one else.

"Why the hell are you hitting Fatty?"

The fat cultivator was furious. He could not tolerate this any longer. Su Yun had actually slapped him in the face!

His left cheek was swollen high, and his already fat face was almost turning into a pig's head. His small eyes were even less visible, just a slit.

Su Yun suppressed a laugh, looked at the furious fat cultivator, coughed lightly, and said, "Open your eyes and see for yourself, where is your fairy?"

After hearing this, the fat monk realized that something was wrong.

What fairy is there?

There was only the demonic vine in front of them and the skeletons on the ground!

His expression changed, and the fat on his face twitched.

Su Yun continued, "If I hadn't brought you back to your senses in time, you would now be bound by the demonic vines, completely losing your mind, and in the end, that pile of bones would be your final resting place."

"So that's how it is! Damn demonic vine!"

The fat monk's face was grim.

He was less than ten meters away from the demonic vine, very close to death!

Just as Su Yun said, he would have been finished if it weren't for him.

"You don't need to use so much force, do you?"

The fat monk said with dissatisfaction.

He feels pain in his face whenever he speaks.

Su Yun's lips curled into a smile as he teased, "How can I pull you back from the fairy's embrace without using force?"

The fat monk blushed and said, "Alright, that's enough."

After saying that, he seemed to remember something and looked at Su Yun, saying, "But I was hallucinated, and you weren't?"

He realized this and felt something was off.

You should know that Su Yun is two realms lower than me!

"Your mental strength is too weak; how can you compare to mine?"

Su Yun remained calm, with a hint of disdain.

"you!"

The fat monk glared at him.

However, considering that Su Yun seemed to have been an alchemist before, he had nothing to say.

Given his status as an alchemist, his mental strength is indeed likely much stronger than his.

The next moment, he felt his head was heavy and he felt unwell.

"Damn demonic vines!"

"I, Fatty, have been wise all my life, and you almost got me killed!"

He leaned against the mountain wall and shook his head.

The next moment, a roughly 1.8-meter-long iron pestle appeared in his hand. It was jet black and gold, radiating the aura of a spiritual weapon.

Then, he swung his arms forcefully.

"boom!"

The giant demonic vine was instantly smashed to pieces, with fragments scattered all over the ground.

This demonic vine only obtains its energy by bewitching cultivators' minds with its powder; it has no energy to resist itself.

It can only truly begin cultivating into a demon after it has absorbed the wisdom of countless cultivators.

However, just after the demonic vine was smashed, a green gas gushed out from the broken roots below, far more potent than the previous powder.

Su Yun's eyes narrowed. This was probably the essence of the demonic vine, which had been gushing out after being destroyed.

The fat cultivator who got close to the demonic vine couldn't dodge in time and was instantly filled with its essence.

His eyes immediately became somewhat unfocused.

"Fatty, are you alright?"

Su Yun stared at the fat cultivator and asked with a frown.

The fat monk immediately replied, "I'm fine, what could possibly be wrong with me?"

"This gas won't do. I'm already on guard. It's impossible for it to make me hallucinate again. My mental strength isn't to be underestimated!"

The fat monk said confidently.

Just as Su Yun was about to speak, the fat cultivator's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he took a few steps back in fear.

"what happened?"

Su Yun quickly looked around, thinking that danger was approaching.

"It moved! It moved! It stood up!"

The fat monk shouted as he backed away, his eyes filled with terror.

Su Yun frowned and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The fat monk pointed at the corpses in front of him and said in a trembling voice, "The corpses are sentient, they've all gotten up, they're ghosts!"

"Ok?"

Su Yun was taken aback.

He paused slightly as he looked at the motionless corpse on the ground.

On the ground, several corpses lay motionless.

However, the fat monk retreated in fear, as if he had seen something terrible: that the corpse had become a spirit and a ghost.