Witch Gourd Novels & Stories

"Oh, this?" She held up the glass jar. "You've got some wonderful fungi growing on a few of these pine trees. Its scientific name is Croartia Quercuum. Most people call it Fusiform Rust. In Wiccan circles, it goes by Heart Skin. Deadly to the trees but incredibly useful for attack potions. Poison, essentially. If you administer it to someone and perform the right spells over the mixture, their hearts will literally burst right inside their chests. Like pop, you know?"

There was no way I'd ever love an omega who couldn't shift. My feelings for her died in an instant. So I thought. vvvvvvv The first day I set my eyes on Gwen, she was trying to pick some apples from the orchard. Her arms were too short to reach it. In frustration, she launched her shoe on the tree, and it finally struck an apple. I was amused. I sent her a basket of apples later on, but she never found out it was from me.

“Really? What's that? My grandfather used to use a gummy plant to scare them away.” "That must be a plant from the latexyr family," said Doctor Gordon. "It smells really strong. It's not only used to repel hybrids but can also be used to repel other pests." “Then is it no longer usable?” "Unfortunately, no." Doctor Gordon spoke as if he saw the apocalypse before his eyes. “Because the evolution of the hybrids was too fast, some plants that used to be used to frighten and even immobilize them are no longer usable now.” “Oh, that makes sense. That's why no one can beat the hybrids now.”

my mate shouted, trying to pry herself off my brother. But Vance hopped forward with Sage on his shoulder. Cayde also carried Gwen with him as they all rushed into the woods. Even so, Gwen was still delivering her witchcraft to help me out. The earth was still trembling while the roots were causing destruction all over the place. She was actually doing a better job than me. However, I knew that once she's already away, it would stop altogether.

How could he not die? The gourd in his hand was called the Hidden Sword Gourd, where 365 powerful flying swords were hidden inside it. Elder Quint could not maneuver all of them even with his current cultivation base. He could only handle 108 of them at most, but even so, it was already incredibly powerful. Especially the sword that he had just shot at Alex had a sword name—Witstealer! It was an existence where its destructive power ranked third among the 108 swords that he could control.

They were naturally a bit worried about how to transport these items. Suddenly, Adrian noticed a small gourd in one corner of the room. It was an exquisite gourd, entirely verdant as if it were still a growing plant. However, Adrian's consciousness revealed that it was a treasure. Approaching it, Adrian took the gourd into his hands. Immediately, a consciousness entered his mind, informing him this item was called the Emerald Gourd, a treasure used for storing items. Activating its technique could store all the items in the entire room. What was more extraordinary was that the Emerald Gourd was still an unformed treasure—it was just a prototype!

The gourd was taken and after thanking the witch profusely, he walked out of her house with his unconscious friend. He walked through the city like he was familiar with it and soon found himself near a river. Farther from the river was a little cottage. He walked towards it and entered. After getting in, he laid the man on the wooden bed and left to get something. He returned with some water in an earthenware bowl. Placing it down beside him, he took out the gourd containing the herbs and forced it down his unconscious friend's throat. As soon as half of the liquid in the gourd got swallowed by the unconscious man, his eyes snapped open and his hands shot towards the neck of his friend.

The moment Gwendolyn touched the gourd, snatches of images flashed through her mind. She saw the wine merchant in a dark room, surrounded with other wine gourds. Someone else was in the room, but she couldn't see him. The merchant accepted a sachet from the other stranger and shook hands with him. The sachet contained a greyish-white powder. In a split second, the scene changed. This time she saw the merchant inside his shed, holding a particular wine gourd with a strange sign shaped like an arrow head on the body.

Then, Mo Tiannan sent his peach wood cane forward toward the old man's Tanzhong point. However, Zi Mo spotted the little gourd giving out rays of golden light, which was tied to the cane. It was obviously not an ordinary thing either. So he quickly strode over to it. His figure moved swiftly, and he went around to the side of the cane. After taking a close look at the gourd, he said with surprise, "Gee? What is this thing? It looks like fun."

Twist from the bottom to get the shell of its mouth. Ardina's body was swayed by the struggle between fellow flesh-eating plants. Her stomach was queasy, and her head felt very dizzy. Then, Nara, swung her hand while brandishing the wood at the giant Goblin. The ears are long, but the legs are shaped like frogs. Her fingers are webbed. But unfortunately, the scratch on the pointed part of the wood she was holding didn't make the giant Goblin's position move from its place. The front legs began to move and attacked Nara's back.