The giant lizard climbed swiftly, seeming well-suited to the desert environment.

The demons on the lizard's back kept using a peculiar pole, at least fifty meters long, to poke at the surrounding sand dunes. If not for the unmatched speed, one might really think they were punting on land.

Wang Wu cautiously followed from a few miles away, still clueless about what they were doing.

After trailing for about thirty miles and noticing that these desert natives showed no sign of stopping, and with his bear hair suddenly moving several hundred meters away, Wang Wu decided he could stop following.

But whether by coincidence or not, at that very moment, the group of desert natives ahead suddenly began to shout excitedly, as if something had changed, yet Wang Wu felt nothing unusual.

He saw nothing special!

Even with Level 18.2 Danger Perception and Level 12 Spirit Essence, he found nothing.

But—wait, those poles!

Wang Wu suddenly widened his eyes, watching as the giant lizard began circling crazily under the control of the two demons, with the demons using the long poles to frantically stab at that sand dune in an abstract manner.

However, shortly after, it wasn't abstract anymore, because the end of the pole was covered with colorful sand, like iron filings clinging to a magnet, but the former was undoubtedly more magical, as the colorful sand came alive, fluttering its wings to turn into small flying insects.

But the demons skillfully threw out black cloth bags, completely devoid of light inside, so dark they seemed not of this world.

And then, a magical scene happened: the colorful flying insects quickly flew in, illuminating the inside of the black bags with a "Holy Mother" aura, as if coming from the light and rejecting the darkness of the human world.

The demons cooperated seamlessly, moving skillfully and racing against time, until they could no longer gather any colorful flying insects. At that point, they controlled the giant lizard to turn and dash back the way they came, not wanting to linger for even a moment.

Wang Wu watched them pass by, unable to see their faces, but he unmistakably felt their joy and happiness, as if they had had a great harvest.

However, he ultimately didn't give chase, instead returning to the area above where he positioned his bear hair. In just two days, the bear hair had traveled nearly three kilometers.

In other words, if he hadn't been clever enough to leave a bear hair for positioning, he would have forever lost the life-saving benefactor... the bee.

But where do all those native demons reside?

They seemed equally wary of the evil wind's erosion.

Wang Wu couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it and continued to stay in the desert, waiting aimlessly.

Soon, the third day arrived. Despite continuously circulating Qi and Blood, he still hadn't noticed anything unusual in his body, almost as if the evil wind didn't exist at all.

That day, the underground bear hair inexplicably moved another seven or eight hundred meters.

Then, as night fell without warning, Wang Wu's bones and joints suddenly started to hurt faintly, not very painful—something he wouldn't feel if just walking normally.

But it was indeed a sign of the evil wind's erosion starting to take effect.

At the same time, permanent Shou -1 year, life and physical strength permanently -10, Power, agility, Defense permanently -1!

Wang Wu dared not delay, quickly burrowing through the sand layer to return underground. What he didn't expect was that in just three days, the sand layer here had deepened to twelve hundred meters, requiring significant effort to dig down to the dirt layer.

When he reached the dirt layer, he immediately saw his excavation marks from three days ago.

That means the bear hair hadn't changed or moved position at all.

It was all the surface sand layer moving mysteriously like flowing water.

Upon returning to the tunnel, he checked the attribute bar for the Evil Wind Bone Plague corrosion information. It was no different from the last time, as if the 10 Evil Wind Resistances he had acquired before were completely useless.

But that's par for the course, given how sinister this stuff is.

Nothing more to say, as he ran the Inner Breathing Technique, moved the Qi and Blood circulation, and operated the Ice and Fire Dual Spirit Roots within him to form an Ice and Fire Talisman, using a dual approach. Yet in merely a second, that familiar, damned, hopeless feeling returned again.

The good news was, that last time Wang Wu didn't have much Vitality to expend, relying solely on tough resistance.

This time his Vitality was full, so Level 15 Self-Healing should be able to help—

"Uh, why isn't my Level 15 Self-Healing activating?"

Wang Wu suddenly noticed a bizarre fact: although the Evil Wind Bone Plague is terrifying, even when it tortured him close to madness, his Life Value didn't drop, meaning no injury occurred.

Therefore, his Level 15 Self-Healing couldn't cure the Evil Wind Bone Plague?

So all the Vitality he prepared was wasted?

"So, no matter what, by any means, contracting Evil Wind Bone Plague inevitably means enduring three months of agony, during which Shou and Basic Attributes will forever diminish, and only after that can Resistance be gained, is that it?"

Wang Wu finally realized a harsh truth and the true reason why the Evil Wind Bone Plague is ranked as a Demon Emperor level negative status.

This is something that can't be healed by conventional means, or through one's immunity and self-healing, but must be exchanged, equivalently exchanged.

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