Chapter - 3348

Anvindr fell silent for a moment, his face showing inner conflict.

But when he saw Zeke wave the chicken feathers in his hand, he panicked and quickly spoke up.

"Since I work for the immortal's tomb, once I sign any contract, I will get more dark energy. Although it's short-lived, I can defeat any enemy with a single blow."

"Good, not bad, your answer satisfies me," Zeke nodded, retracting the feather.

up Then, he smirked and eyed Anvindr and down.

"What are you up to?"

Anvindr felt a sense of inexplicable unease clouding his heart.

"Look, you still have so many good things on you. It would be a waste not to take them," Zeke sneered, then lunged forward.

Amidst Anvindr's continuous cries for mercy, Zeke stripped him down to just his underwear.

Anvindr felt despair welling up inside him.

"I want to go home. I want to go back to the sect, you demon!"

"Why do you want to go home so badly? Isn't it nice staying in the Secret Realm of Mount Kush? Just hang around on that tree and see if any kind soul comes to rescue you."

With a gleeful smile, Zeke stashed away all the useful items into his storage ring.

Surprisingly, although there weren't many good things on Anvindr's body now, there were still quite a few.

Aretta seemed to be quite generous, giving a lot of good things to the disciples of their own sect.

Thinking back to the blue crystal he had given out as an apology gift before, Zeke felt a bit envious again.

She truly is a peerless genius with so many treasures. It seems that Octantis also has quite a few good things with him. If there's a chance, I'll make him suffer too.

Just as he was thinking this, Anvindr's pleas for mercy reached his ears.

"Mr. Williams, please spare me! I still have value to you. I know a lot of things. I'll tell you everything. Please don't hang me on a tree. I was even willing to tell you the sect's secrets just now. The Dark Swamp is dangerous. If I'm hung here, I'll surely die. Not every cultivator is like Aretta!"

His words piqued Zeke's interest.

"What value do you have? What do you know?"

Anvindr anxiously said, "In reality, I'm not just capable of robbing cultivators, I can do other things too. In this Dark Swamp, there are not only cultivators to rob, but also Demonic Toads."

"Demonic Toads?" Zeke was utterly taken aback.

Why does the name sound strange?

"Yes, Demonic Toads. According to the information from our sect, hunting Demonic Toads can obtain the essence of the Dark Swamp. Although it's not easy to absorb and can cause side effects, once absorbed, it can greatly enhance cultivation!"

"It sounds somewhat tempting. But where are these Demonic Toads? Are those few little frogs over there?"

Zeke pointed to some frogs hopping around the swamp and looked at Anvindr.

They stared at each other in disbelief.

Anvindr was infuriated.

It was really difficult to communicate with such a country bumpkin.

"Of course not. Demonic Toads only appear during late at night or when the blood moon appears. By then, it'll be a hunting frenzy. Look at how quiet it is here now. It'll be different then."

"Understood. I hope you're not lying to me." Zeke nodded.

Anvindr almost couldn't help but roll his eyes. He looked down on Zeke, a cultivator who had no background and couldn't even receive any news.

However, he found himself in a bind and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Mr. Williams, can you let me go now?" he asked cautiously.

If he were tied to a tree, he was surely doomed.

"I can spare you, but you have to agree to one condition," Zeke said bluntly.

"Huh?" Anvindr's mouth twitched slightly.

This seemed to be in line with Zeke's previous actions.

"Don't worry. I'm not some kind of villain."

Hearing Zeke's words, Anvindr cursed incessantly in his heart. If Zeke wasn't a bad person, then who else could be?