My Human Identity Was Exposed by an Evil Spirit Wife

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: The Kind That Dies with a Single Poke?

Rotleaf had never considered gaining control over this ’chess piece.’

For the Lord to have such aggression was already good enough.

"Arrange everything in the shortest possible time and let me know afterward. There’re still some humans alive in the dungeon, I’ll assign you to hunt them later and transfer you out."

Those 16 people were just trapped, not tortured to death yet.

Watching Ding Ning holding Tuantuan’s hand and leaving, Rotleaf laughed excitedly and dove into the ground.

Before the little dungeon bosses, a small clay figure wriggled crookedly out of the earth, tripped and stumbled over to them.

This was Rotleaf’s messenger. "Lord, the arrangements are underway. You may all wake up now."

As soon as the words left its mouth, these little BOSSes instantly grew excited.

For no other reason than the dungeon’s human-given rank of 9, which already made them quite dissatisfied.

Perhaps the Lord didn’t care about the ranking, but they felt looked down on by humans.

Obviously, they were powerful, but because the Lord wasn’t warlike, their dungeon fell behind the others in rank.

"Mother, are there a lot of humans staying with our evil spirits?" Tuantuan had also heard Rotleaf’s previous words.

Many humans acquired skills using the same tricks.

But this method of getting skills was a bit absurd.

Evil spirits could store skills in various items—humans called them Skill Books.

Humans had never openly spread the word about Skill Books, since acquiring one was harder than killing an evil spirit.

Evil spirits had many ways of storing skills, and no restriction on the type of items they used.

Finding an evil spirit with a fixed object was simpler than finding a Skill Book with no known form.

However, evil spirits wouldn’t store skills in objects for no reason—it’s like handing humans the key to their own demise.

And yet, evil spirits still did it anyway.

The survivors who’d obtained Skill Books explained, "Maybe evil spirits trade among themselves. Perhaps they exchange each other’s skills, which is how Skill Books came to be."

But unlike humans, evil spirits’ forms and states of life differed, so each awakened a power suited to themselves.

"No." Ding Ning took Tuantuan’s hand. The ground ahead constantly shifted as she advanced, reshaping space to traverse huge distances in a step.

"Maybe there are, but many of them are only using humans as tools." Ding Ning thought of Jiang Che’s sincere smile.

She hadn’t met many humans, but not so few either.

Jiang Che was the first of his kind she’d seen.

Maybe other dungeons had also encountered humans like Jiang Che, but that was none of her concern.

"Let’s find a few more then. Aside from staying alive, we need some offensive tricks too." On top of the resurrection from Tuantuan, Earth Escape and a series of other skills.

Now, wanting Jiang Che dead wasn’t such an easy thing.

If people don’t mess with me, I don’t strike. If they do...

I can’t never fight back, right?

When Ding Ning appeared again, she stopped before a gigantic flower.

Purple exotic fragrances condensed in the air. Tuantuan looked at the flower in confusion, maybe sniffing that alluring aroma.

And as she looked at the flower again, Tuantuan started to genuinely like it.

This affection was so strong and sudden, she couldn’t help wanting to get closer.

But the flower wasn’t pretty—the center of its blossom had a grinning, grotesque maw, ready to swallow up anything that drew near.

"Hua, I need your skills."

"I know, Rotleaf told me already." The giant blossom’s mouth opened and closed, saliva streaming down its center.

"Rotleaf also said you finally wised up and learned to fight." She cackled, the scene bizarre, but Tuantuan was so entranced she felt a yearning to be eaten.

She would risk it all for this flower!

That was exactly Tuantuan’s thought right now.

"Stop teasing my daughter—don’t break her." Ding Ning waved her hand, instantly dispelling the daze in Tuantuan’s eyes.

Snapped awake, Tuantuan instantly hid behind Ding Ning, clutching her, warily eyeing the strange giant flower.

What on earth just possessed her!

She almost wanted to let herself be eaten!

"Daughter?" The flower called Hua craned its huge head toward Tuantuan, brushing petals against her head.

"How do you have such a talentless daughter? And where’d she come from? I never heard you spawned anything. Which evil spirit did you mate with?" She stretched out a stem and poked Tuantuan’s cheek.

Tuantuan flinched but didn’t move.

Because she could see her mother seemed to have a pretty good relationship with this flower.

Even if her talent was kind of lousy, being criticized like this, Tuantuan still puffed up her face in indignation.

She hid behind Ding Ning and glared at the giant flower.

Her courage came solely from being at her mother’s side.

"Heh, the little thing has quite a temper for someone who just said a couple words." Hua kept poking her forehead with a stem.

"I found a mate," Ding Ning replied calmly, her eyes holding a smile she couldn’t completely hide.

"So you did. If you get bored, just drain him dry for nutrients." She kept poking Tuantuan, "Is this little thing really yours? She’s pretty weak, isn’t she?"

"Let me play with her for a few days?"

Poke—

Poke poke—

"I’m not planning to drain him dry. This mate of mine is a bit special." Ding Ning’s smile deepened.

"Oh? Lord of another dungeon? That’s fine, just don’t get swallowed whole. You’re not exactly clever—though only strong types can be your mate—just don’t get yourself eaten."

Poke—

Poke poke—

Ding Ning watched her poke Tuantuan’s head with a stem, making the little one so mad she bared her teeth and tried to bite.

"You know about the tools humans use to inspect dungeons? It’s like a livestream, I think."

"Sure, I’ve already made something to block it. I thought you didn’t want it."

"Ahem, good, that’s settled." Ding Ning changed the topic, "Later, I’ll let you meet my mate."

"He’s pretty special—he’s this little thing’s dad..."

"Absolutely not!" Before she could finish, Hua cut her off—she just couldn’t accept her bestie picking a guy with baggage.

"He’s really special."

"No matter how special, no! I’m going to kill him right now! And swallow this little thing too!"

Ding Ning grabbed her massive stem, "My mate really is special. He’s this little one’s dad—and he’s a human..."

"No matter how spe—" Hua’s voice grew shriller, her stems shaking fiercely, on the verge of going berserk.

——?

She seemed to catch on, the trembling stopped.

"You’re telling me your mate is a human? One of those who’d die with a poke?"

"..."

"That’s right... So..." Ding Ning gripped Hua’s stem, "You can poke Tuantuan, but don’t poke him. Seriously, one poke and he’ll die..."