The Master of Beasts-Chapter 575 - 145: The Black Widow’s Alliance

"Whoo-whoo-whoo"

The coarse wind mixed with sand and gravel constantly collided with the stone pillars here, creating a strange howling sound.

Thousands of stone pillars were scattered chaotically on the sand, and the Sand Ape King sat down heavily outside the stone pillar area, speaking in a muffled voice: "I’m not going in."

The Sandstorm Scorpion King, somewhat annoyed at his reluctance, said: "What are you afraid of? We’re on the same side!"

The Sand Ape King gave the Sandstorm Scorpion King a peculiar look and said: "That little mantis got eaten by the Black Widow not long ago. She doesn’t care if we’re on the same side."

The Sandstorm Scorpion King opened his mouth silently, not knowing how to explain.

"I’ll go by myself then."

Seeing the Sandstorm Scorpion King looking as if he were bravely facing death, the Sand Ape King muttered: "Hope you come back alive."

In this desert region, an oasis is a miracle, a symbol of life and hope, while the Gravel Forest here represents darkness and death.

After stepping into the Gravel Forest, the Sandstorm Scorpion King found that the howling winds had vanished, and the ground was no longer soft sand but hard rocky terrain.

Under the gloomy sunlight, these bizarrely shaped stone pillars cast shadows that looked like clawing monsters, seemingly ready to swallow him whole in the next moment.

Hugging the tail in his arms more tightly, the burly Sandstorm Scorpion King kept comforting himself: "We’re on the same side, it’s alright, it’s alright."

"Snap"

The next moment, a crisp sound entered his ears, and the Sandstorm Scorpion King’s mind went blank. It’s over!

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh"

Countless white threads shot out from the vast number of stone pillars, binding the Sandstorm Scorpion King’s body tightly in the blink of an eye, leaving him hanging in the air.

"Oh my, isn’t this the Little Scorpion? Did you know your sister was hungry and came to fill my stomach?"

A figure appeared atop the tallest stone pillar.

With skin like white snow, a chest like headlights, a perfectly natural face, and a pair of lethal long legs, she was an extraordinarily enchanting creature favored by the heavens, though unfortunately, she was also very brutal.

Surrounded by a thin veil, her graceful figure was partly visible, evoking intense emotions.

"Black Widow, I came to discuss a collaboration!" The Sandstorm Scorpion King dared not look carefully, closing his eyes and shouting.

Closing the mouth that revealed two small fang-like teeth, the Black Widow lay lazily on a large bone-made bed, speaking with disinterest: "Collaboration? With you, this little scorpion?"

After being repeatedly called Little Scorpion, the Sandstorm Scorpion King was starting to crack: "I’m not a little scorpion!"

"Heh, you got a problem with it?"

Seeing the slightly smiling, green-eyed Black Widow, the Sandstorm Scorpion King sheepishly replied: "No problem!"

"Well then, tell me about this collaboration. It can’t be that Chen Jiuge sent you, right?" The Black Widow was quite satisfied with the Sandstorm Scorpion King’s attitude.

"Could you let me down first?" The Sandstorm Scorpion King cautiously suggested.

"Heh, a little scorpion is just a little scorpion, so cute."

With a snicker, the Black Widow waved her small hand, and countless white threads condensed into a floating chair, on which the Sandstorm Scorpion King sat properly.

Looking up at the indifferent Black Widow, the Sandstorm Scorpion King decided not to pursue the small matter of being tied up.

"Here’s the thing..."

After listening to the Sandstorm Scorpion King’s mumbling, the Black Widow commented with a strange look: "So you came to find me, that little monkey, and little snake for collaboration because you got beaten up?"

The summary wasn’t very accurate, but it was close enough, and the Sandstorm Scorpion King silently nodded.

"Hahaha"

The Black Widow laughed so hard the snow-like area on her chest almost slipped out; such a marvelous sight, the Sandstorm Scorpion King dared not peek.

There were other Spiritual Beasts that had looked at such things in public places before, and ended up inside the Black Widow’s stomach.

It’s said that the Black Widow was unlike the other Spiritual Beasts like the Sandstorm Scorpion King; she wasn’t entirely cultivated by their master, Chen Jiuge, but was already a notable powerhouse here, choosing collaboration because she couldn’t contend with Chen Jiuge.

If that were the only case, the Black Widow couldn’t be so arrogant. The key was her strength; she is the only Three Flowers Heavenly Immortal among all the Spiritual Beasts, and an alarmingly powerful one at that.

After finishing laughing, the Black Widow leisurely said: "And what about Chen Jiuge? The Thunder God Temple is invading, hasn’t he given you any orders?"

"The master told us to use all our strength to encircle and kill." The Sandstorm Scorpion King said honestly.

"Using all your strength to encircle and kill, interesting. Although you, Little Scorpion, are a bit useless, that little snake and monkey’s strengths aren’t weak. Joining forces should handle a normal Three Flowers Heavenly Immortal without issues."

"Not to mention the Fierce Beasts, those ruthless creatures don’t miss any opportunity for food."

"Seems like this is quite troublesome; if it was troublesome, Chen Jiuge would’ve definitely informed me. Could he perhaps be showing some affection?" The Black Widow’s eyes seemed a bit dreamy.

Watching the daydreaming Black Widow, the Sandstorm Scorpion King silently thought: "How could the master be interested in you?"

Considering the huge disparity in strength, the Sandstorm Scorpion King still didn’t dare speak such reckless words, only softly saying: "So, collaboration?"

"Sure, but I’m too lazy to go out. You all lead them over here."

The Sandstorm Scorpion King raised his head to argue a bit more, only to find the Black Widow atop the stone pillar had disappeared, replaced by several powerful black spiders crawling over on threads, severing the lines binding him.

The Sandstorm Scorpion King walked out of the Gravel Forest with some disappointment.

"How did it go?"

Crouching outside piling sand, the Sand Ape King asked the Sandstorm Scorpion King, who was covered in red marks.

"I guess we reached a collaboration." The Sandstorm Scorpion King sighed.