Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 42 Flying Centipede Emperor
This was the first time in Jiang Mingzhe's life that he had ever seen so many centipedes; there were countless of them, numbering in the thousands or tens of thousands.

Seeing the endless centipedes wriggling about, and the strong stench in the air, I couldn't help but feel nauseous.

Seeing that his expression was off, Azi immediately took out a small bottle, opened it, poured a little medicine oil into it, and applied it to Jiang Mingzhe's philtrum while standing on tiptoe. She also applied a little to herself.

As Jiang Mingzhe inhaled again, he felt two sweet ice cubes enter his nostrils, instantly energizing him. He couldn't help but glance at the small bottle in A Zi's hand.
Azi shook the small bottle: "Nine Palaces Plague-Averting Oil, containing gentian root, forsythia, mugwort, pine needles, borneol, peppermint, honeysuckle, houttuynia cordata, and tea oil. Aren't you afraid of the plague? With this, you won't be afraid anymore."

After saying that, he tossed it to Jiang Mingzhe: "Keep it for yourself, I'll make another one when I get back."

In the time it takes to say a few words, the six-winged iron centipede has been completely devoured, leaving not a trace.

How much meat could a mere centipede possibly have? Only the nearest hundred or so centipedes managed to get a taste, and the ones that surged after them didn't even get a sip. They immediately became enraged and charged madly at Jiang Mingzhe and his companion.

Jiang Mingzhe was so shocked that his legs went weak. He instinctively tried to pull Azi away to run away, but Azi was so excited that her face was flushed. She kept saying, "We're rich! We're rich!"

She moved swiftly, pulling a small piece of ginger from behind him and tossing it towards the swarm of centipedes, shouting encouragement, "Go! Little Ginger!"

What the hell!

Jiang Mingzhe didn't expect Azi to be so reckless. He reached out and grabbed nothing, watching helplessly as the young man Jiang Ling flipped over in mid-air and fell down with a scream.

Slow lorises belong to the family Lorisidae. They are small and slow-moving, and are considered to be relatively low in evolution among monkeys. However, at this moment, Jiang Mingzhe saw a kind of vigorous and powerful aura in it.

But no matter how powerful you are, if you fall into this sea of ​​centipedes, you'll probably turn into bones in no time.

Jiang Mingzhe was filled with pity and was about to escape while the centipedes were eating the small ginger when he suddenly realized that the situation was not as he had imagined!
The moment the little ginger pounced, thousands of centipedes went limp, frozen in place like island women whose time had been stopped.

Azi laughed heartily: "Impressive, isn't it? This is the principle of one thing subduing another! The centipede was terrified when it heard its cry."

Jiang Mingzhe thought to himself, "Centipedes don't have hearing organs. Centipedes clearly react by sensing vibrations in their surroundings... That's right!"

This is most likely because the little ginger's cry has a special frequency that paralyzes the centipede's sensory abilities; it truly is a case of one thing subduing another.

Little Jiang landed lightly, his excited appearance like a lecherous old man who had lived as a monkey for twenty years had broken into a brothel where money was no object. His two monkey eyes were shining as he grabbed a centipede and crunched it up.

Jiang Mingzhe noticed that the monkey didn't even look down on ordinary centipedes. Every centipede it caught was either beautifully colored, incredibly large, or had limbs that were significantly different from those of ordinary centipedes. In short, it was extremely picky.

Moreover, it was very wasteful when it ate, biting off its head and first pair of legs in one bite, and then throwing away most of its body.

"Let's go too! Otherwise, it'll eat all the good stuff!"

Azi pulled out two thick bamboo tubes from her bundle and gave one to Jiang Mingzhe: "Put on gloves and grab the toughest one. This bamboo tube has been boiled with realgar and mugwort water. Once the centipede goes in, it will behave. Hurry up and grab it!"

Jiang Mingzhe took it, put on the stingray skin glove on his left hand, mustered his courage and stepped into the centipede-strewn ground, searching for the strangest and rarest-looking ones, stuffing them one by one into the bamboo tube.

Azi laughed as she caught them. She was using fire poison, and had lost most of it due to a previous mishap, so she specifically targeted centipedes that were fiery red and without any other colors. Most centipedes belong to the wood element, but these fire-poisoned centipedes are usually hard to find even after many days of searching. However, Azi found four or five in just a short time, and her mouth was constantly agape with joy.

In the blink of an eye, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed. Little Ginger has already left behind more than a hundred mutilated corpses. He raised his head, let out a burp, stopped making noise, licked his lips, and curled up listlessly, as if he was about to go to sleep.

Azi had been watching it out of the corner of her eye. Seeing this, she immediately exclaimed, "Oh no! Little Ginger has eaten too many poisonous insects and is about to fall asleep. Take it with you and leave quickly!"

The little ginger stopped making noises, and the centipedes that had been lying limp on the ground slowly shook their antennae and moved their legs, clearly about to revive.

Jiang Mingzhe had already caught twenty or thirty particularly ferocious centipedes. Upon hearing this, he did not hesitate to stuff the bamboo tube, picked up the small ginger with his left hand, and left.

However, just as he stepped out of the black soil circle, he heard a sharp, rustling sound behind him.

Turning my head, I saw a giant centipede, as long as an adult's thigh, suddenly appear on the rocky mountain. It was crawling down quickly, raising dust wherever it went. Its sharp claws had even scratched the rocks.

This giant centipede was wide and flat, with a bright green body and two golden whiskers that swayed like pheasant feathers on a general's head. Its legs were much thicker and longer than those of an ordinary centipede, and they were densely packed and forked on both sides like weapons, making it look more like a centipede.

Azi looked around and exclaimed in shock, "Heavens above! How can there be a Flying Centipede King here? We have to run!"

She picked up her bundle and fled. Jiang Mingzhe saw that Azi's face had turned pale with fright, and knew that this giant centipede must be extremely terrifying. He dared not delay at all, so he quickly put the bamboo tube under his arm, held Xiaoshengjiang in his left hand, and picked up the bamboo basket in his right hand and ran for his life.

Although he didn't know any light-body skills, he was tall and had long legs. At this moment, he activated his internal energy, his breathing became long and deep, and he maintained the speed of a 100-meter sprint to keep up with A Zi. He didn't forget to ask, "How come there is such a big centipede? What did you just call it? What Emperor?"

Azi used her Moon Chasing Skill to leap over ten feet in a single bound, firmly taking the lead, and casually replied, "It's the Flying Centipede King, Flying!"

"Flying?"

A sense of foreboding rose in Jiang Mingzhe's heart, and he couldn't help but glance back, his pupils widening instantly.

The giant centipede leaped into the air, its dozens of long legs spreading out in two, like a multi-oared warship gliding through the air, swiftly rushing forward. When it landed, its long legs pushed off together, and it leaped up again in a single bound, covering a distance of three to five zhang in each jump.

"Azi!" Jiang Mingzhe cried out anxiously, forgetting even his senior sister, "The giant centipede is catching up!"

When Azi looked back, she was also shocked. Although this flying centipede king could not actually fly, its leaps were probably faster than a bird. Not to mention Jiang Mingzhe, even she herself could not outrun it.

Azi slowed down, letting Jiang Mingzhe overtake her. She took out a paper package and shook it out a cloud of gray-green powder mist.

This cloud of powder was actually the insect repellent powder she had sprinkled yesterday while staying in the cave. It was made from realgar, wood ash, lime, dried chrysanthemum, sophora flavescens, and pine needles, and poisonous insects and snakes would avoid it.

Unexpectedly, the giant centipede swept past the powder, bounced up again, seemingly unaffected. Azi was terrified and fled for her life while frantically trying to think of a solution.

She considered jumping into the nearby river to escape, but worried that if she fled, Jiang Mingzhe would surely die. Just as she was thinking, she suddenly felt a darkness above her and instinctively stopped abruptly. The centipede swept over her head, blocking her way, turned to face Azi, opened its two large, spoon-like teeth, and emitted a wisp of dark blue aura from its mouth.

(End of this chapter)