Forced to Be a Villain: Starting With My Brain Extraction System-Chapter 152: Blood Mother’s Tear! (2)

"Screchhhh...!"

"Bang!"

"Damn it... stupid idiot, give me your tear already. Do you really want to die?"

Mo Zhiran cursed as he once again unleashed his Heaven Devouring Flame along with the Oblivion Flame of the Shadow Dragon.

The terrifying reddish-black fire engulfed the massive figure before him, burning the enormous body of the Ancient Demonic Blood Spider until it convulsed violently, its shrieks echoing through the cave.

"Siwhs!"

Just as the flame was about to devour it completely, Mo Zhiran abruptly withdrew the fire.

In the next instant, a different flame replaced it, gentle and warm, like a mother’s cradle.

The violent destruction transformed into soothing restoration.

Within moments, the Ancient Demonic Blood Spider’s charred body began to recover. Its cracked carapace sealed itself, scorched flesh regenerated, and its aura stabilized.

It was far from dead, yet utterly traumatized.

"Once more!"

Mo Zhiran’s roar made the demonic spider tremble as instinctive fear surged within its crimson eyes.

Pain, terror, and confusion mixed together as it stared at the human before it.

This human seemed more demonic than it was.

He first burned it. Then healed it.

Over and over again.

How many times already?

It did not even remember.

"S-senior... it is almost time for the secret realm to close. Should we still do this?"

Lian Yue finally could not help but ask timidly, as she was quite exhausted from using the Phoenix Flame to heal this spider.

She never thought that, after awakening her bloodline, the first thing she would do would be to help the senior perform such a weird act.

She had no idea what tear the senior had been searching for all this time. But after watching them go at it for almost twenty-four hours and still not obtaining it, it seemed like a futile attempt.

So why waste time and energy?

"Of course, we have to do it. In fact, I will roast it so many times that it will not even remember whether it is alive or dead."

Mo Zhiran instead seemed extremely irritated as he gnashed his teeth, releasing his flame and burning countless spiders around them, aiming to converge toward their position.

His power was so overwhelming that not even the Queen, who was at the Peak Late Foundation Realm, could do anything.

After absorbing the Dragon Essence and ascending to the peak of the Foundation Realm, he seemed truly invincible within it.

"Srchhh...."

Seeing his rage, the Queen Mother was so afraid that it wanted nothing more than to flee into the depths of its caves. Unfortunately, it was already caged into a corner and could no longer escape.

To be honest, it was scared.

"Senior... maybe we arrived at the wrong time. After all this time, it still did not give us the thing you wanted. Maybe... it cannot?"

Lian Yue saw the terror in the spider’s eyes and somehow felt a slight sympathy.

Zhiran was really a bit much. She had never seen someone torture a monster like this.

Such a powerful being had been driven into a corner in terror, shivering like chaff. If she told anyone outside, nobody would believe it. Yet it happened right before her eyes.

"No. From my information, Blood Mother’s Tear is a rare secretion formed by an Ancient Demonic Blood Spider, produced only when it is gravely injured or shedding its brood."

"But I have already injured this damn spider so much, and it still refuses to cooperate."

Zhiran looked at the demonic spider with a vicious gaze, making it screech weakly. Its instincts warned it that the human before it was a danger it could not handle.

Unfortunately, it was not in the Gold Core Realm and could not understand human language. Otherwise, it might have already roared in indignation.

After all, it was merely a mutated demonic spider due to the thick blood miasma, not the ancient one mentioned by Xueyin.

Unfortunately, Zhiran could not know that, as Xueyin was already in a coma.

Now, the time for leaving was approaching, and he had no choice but to depart.

’Sigh... it seems the mission given by Elder Yan Yue is a failure. Things will get more complicated now.’

Zhiran sighed as he realized he might not get what he wanted today.

As Lian Yue said, this spider clearly did not have what he wanted. But he had already searched every nook and cranny of the entire secret realm.

Aside from this spider, there was not a single remotely similar monster that could give him Blood Mother’s Tear.

’Unfortunately, Xueyin is still in a coma.’

Zhiran gritted his teeth in annoyance, then suddenly turned to look at Lian Yue.

"Oi, little girl. After leaving this secret realm, use your connections and find me a good treasure that can restore the soul. Do you understand?"

He ordered, making Lian Yue dumbfounded.

"Eh? A treasure that can restore the soul? Why would I...?"

"Okay. We cannot waste too much time and energy here."

Zhiran completely ignored Lian Yue’s surprised expression and said in a deep, cold voice,

"Let’s just kill it once and for all, and then we will go our separate ways."

After saying that, he released his flame again, this time with thick killing intent.

This time, he would not leave this monster alive. It had wasted too much of his time.

"Srchh...."

Maybe sensing its imminent death, the Demonic Spider Queen screeched loudly and summoned her brood to defend her.

Unfortunately, those spiders, who were far lower in strength than her, were no match for Zhiran’s flame, and they could do nothing to defend her.

She could only watch as the black roaring flame neared her massive body, ready to burn it to a crisp.

"Srcccchhhhh...."

Just as the Queen was about to be killed, this time for real, a deafening screech echoed throughout the entire cave, rattling the eardrums of both Zhiran and Lian Yue.

For a moment, they both thought another powerful monster had appeared. Zhiran even reined in his flame and scanned his surroundings with his divine sense.

After all, he had not sensed any powerful monster nearby. Yet that screech carried far more power than the Queen’s.

’Hmm?’

"Did you sense anything?"

However, when he keenly sensed his surroundings, Zhiran still did not find anyone remotely stronger.

Only those low-grade demonic spiders were still relentlessly attacking his circle of fire on the Queen’s orders.

"No... There is no strong presence."

Lian Yue replied in a solemn voice. The situation suddenly turned a bit serious, as neither of them could even detect their enemy.

They never thought there was someone so strong hiding all this time.

"Okay then, we will just kill this guy and leave this place immediately."

Zhiran was a decisive person. If even his Spiritual Field could not detect a strong enemy’s presence, then he would be a fool to linger here.

"Screeehhhh...."

He immediately made his decision and was about to attack when the same screech echoed again, this time extremely close.

"There it is..."

This time, both Lian Yue and Zhiran were fully alert. The moment they heard the screech, they immediately located the source with their divine sense.

"This..."

But that only made them even more speechless.

"Is this... the one?"

Lian Yue even rubbed her eyes and pointed with her finger at the tiny blood-red spider in disbelief.

The little creature was no bigger than a palm, its body round and soft, with eight tiny crimson eyes that looked far too clear for something born in such a brutal nest.

All this time, such a deafening screech that rivaled the Queen’s had been produced by this little creature, which was only at the Early Foundation Realm.

They had been alarmed for nothing.

"It seems so..."

Even Zhiran looked confused. Still, since he did not want to waste any more time, he controlled his flame, intending to swallow the tiny spider whole.

"W-wait... senior, look..."

Just as Zhiran was about to kill the tiny spider, Lian Yue hurriedly stopped him and pointed at it with an incredulous expression.

Only then did Zhiran notice that the tiny spider was actually crying.

Yes... It was crying, its eight eyes condensing a blood-red liquid that slowly dripped from its body.

The liquid shimmered faintly in the dim light of the cave, each drop pulsing as if it contained a fragment of the spider’s very life.

Its tiny body quivered with every tear, and for a moment, it seemed less like a fearsome creature and more like a fragile, living thing pleading silently for mercy.

"Blood Mother’s Tear..."

The situation suddenly became so absurd that even Zhiran marveled at the sight.

But regardless, he had finally obtained what he wanted, it seemed.