ASER - Chapter 185

Chapter 185: Wolong

Disguise? Puppet? Or something else?

A'Diao showed no sign of noticing on the surface. She walked to a corner, sat on a low wooden stool, and while taking out beef jerky to eat, she discreetly used a secret technique to check the reality of these people. However, she found no flaws in their appearances.

In other words, they weren't disguised using magical arts. What kind of method was this?

A'Diao: "After much thought, the only possibility is a special secret technique that uses a human head to grow living flesh and blood. Because it's a genuinely grown head that changed the body's appearance, rather than an acquired magical disguise, naturally, no trickery can be seen. But this secret technique must be very advanced and complex, and their aims are surely not small."

Toilet: "So, what they actually want to do is the most important thing, right?"

A'Diao also knew that today was the imperial wedding. On such a significant day, given the nature of that old scoundrel from the Imperial Clan, he definitely wouldn't cancel it because of the border war. But if some tragic consequence were to erupt on the wedding day, it would undoubtedly leave an indelible impact on the imperial marriage alliance. What would public sentiment be? Those opposition factions would surely seize the opportunity to stir up trouble.

So, something was bound to happen today—these "living dead" might very well be a trap set in advance by these people, and she just happened to stumble upon it.

The person whose head was burned to ashes was at the low-grade Star Realm; A'Diao could handle that. But it wouldn't be surprising if such individuals had hunted and assassinated nearly a thousand people in Ghost Valley. However... only a hundred people here corresponded to this, what about the remaining heads? Did they have other uses? And since they had already created fake bodies, why keep the heads?

A'Diao lowered her head and continued to gnaw on the beef jerky. After finishing, she got up and left, pretending to go check the other halls in the back. In reality, she wanted to find an opportunity to examine those heads for any trickery. However, as soon as she left, the expressions of almost half the cultivators in the hall became subtle.

This character didn't look like a good person at all, exuding a complete villainous aura, all sneaky and furtive.

The hall could be considered a gathering of Glimmer and Star Realm cultivators from various factions of Tang Song, of varying ages. Logically, the most peak geniuses and experts should either be with the Imperial Clan or at Lushan Academy. However, some prodigies from the Daoist Sects had achieved such cultivation levels through arduous training within this past month.

As the saying goes, sifted from a population of tens of billions over time, there are bound to be some experts.

Besides... how do you know they are from the current generation?

A'Diao was precisely worried that some old monsters who hadn't died three hundred years ago might be mixed in among these people, which was why she was keeping a low profile.

At this moment, in a team in the corner, a female cultivator transmitted her voice softly: "I'll go take a look. You guys watch the outside. I keep feeling something is off today. The ghost spirits are too rampant, and too many people are returning to the Zen Courtyard."

After A'Diao went to the backyard, she quickly found a hidden corner and entered her spatial carrier. Then, she opened her storage ring to inspect. This time, she didn't mind the disgust and examined many heads, discovering that a magical brand was affixed to each of their heads.

"You actually guessed it right, the Head-Lowering Body Explosion Technique."

"If a person's head is severed right at the moment of decapitation, head and body separated, but the torso still retains activity, and a new head is immediately grown on it using a secret technique, a controlled living dead appears. The original head then acts as a remote control. No matter how far away, as long as it's activated by the Head-Lowering Body Explosion Technique, the living dead's body will turn into an energy bomb, creating an extremely powerful explosion."

Toilet: "..."

Toilet: "Holy crap! Those dozens of people basically all have Glimmer realm cultivation, right? There are even some at the low-grade Star Realm. The combined explosive power of their bodies would definitely be no less than three Primordial Light-Ray Bombs! Not to say it would kill everyone, but at least killing all the Glimmer realm cultivators wouldn't be a problem. However, the Zen Courtyard is full of experts. If the Star Realm cultivators take action, they might be able to protect most people. So, their real purpose is..."

Star Realm cultivators are common in Lushan Academy, but not outside; they are still very strong.

A'Diao: "To blow up the protective formation inside the Zen Courtyard. Simultaneously, a large number of ghost spirits must be about to attack from the outside."

Toilet felt that this Demon Sound Sect really had something up its sleeve. Their methods were very sophisticated, simple yet effective. However...

"Luckily, you intercepted them. They're just unlucky."

A'Diao rolled her eyes and said faintly, "Is that so? They have more than one disciple. Perhaps other disciples have also planted dozens of people in this Zen Courtyard?"

In this huge Zen Courtyard, at least nearly a thousand people were gathered, all cultivators with considerable cultivation levels. The number was indeed not small. If they were all wiped out, it would be a devastating blow to the war effort in the Ghost Valley region.

Toilet: "?"

A'Diao: "Controlling just these few dozen living dead I have on hand isn't enough. Let me think how to handle this... Huh?"

She sensed someone following her from behind.

The female cultivator following A'Diao was in an invisible state. After finding traces of A'Diao's passage, she quickly sneaked into the desolate side hall where A'Diao was. In the gloomy, dilapidated room, in a dark corner, she saw a chubby, furtive figure squatting on the ground, making strange and terrifying chewing sounds... and a foul stench wafted over.

Heavens, an evil cultivator!

She immediately revealed herself and launched a surprise attack!

Boom!

A'Diao hastily dodged and shouted at her, "What the hell are you doing! Sneak attacking me!"

Before the female cultivator could speak, a group of cultivators who knew her, apparently already prepared, immediately rushed in and surrounded A'Diao.

"What the hell, are you guys together? This isn't a Zen Courtyard, it's a den of thieves, isn't it?"

A'Diao counterattacked with a couple of moves, then, as if overwhelmed by their numbers, suddenly dashed towards the front courtyard, shouting for help!

The female cultivator and the others: "?"

This evil cultivator must be crying wolf.

"No, this person is cunning and sinister. They must be trying to capture someone in the front hall to threaten us."

Everyone immediately chased after them.

At this time, the commotion was also heard in the front hall, and many people stood up one after another.

In the east corner, a handsome, bald monk raised his head, a worried expression on his face. "What's happening?"

"No idea. It's probably that person who just came in acting strangely."

"They didn't look like a good person."

Someone thought secretly: Looking like an old catfish demon, so weird and eccentric, how could they be a good person?

Just as they were speaking, the old catfish demon furtively rushed in and grabbed someone by the throat.

"Don't come any closer! If you do, I'll strangle him!"

This alarmed everyone present. Several Star Realm cultivators immediately locked onto A'Diao with killing intent, wanting to kill her, but they were also concerned for the safety of the young female cultivator being held hostage.

The young female cultivator was terrified, almost scared to tears.

A'Diao, however, was simultaneously assessing the mental power list and sensing the heart rate fluctuations of the living dead body she held.

The living dead were manufactured in a batch; it was impossible for them to retain the diverse vitality of living people. Their spirituality and heart rates were basically identical. A'Diao's goal was to identify this group by sampling one. At the same time, she noted the mental power blessings that normal people would generate. As for those who didn't provide mental power, they were either strong individuals pretending to be weak, or they were living dead.

Actually, if she had a list of everyone entering and exiting this place, she could judge by mental power alone. But she didn't, so she had to use both methods combined.

Soon, she made her judgment and shouted at the female cultivator who had attacked her, "You still call me an evil cultivator? How am I evil!?"

A cultivator sneered, "You went to those places in the back so furtively. If not to make some sneaky arrangements, then for what reason?"

"Although you have a High General's token, we haven't seen you in the border region recently. Your sudden appearance out of nowhere is inherently strange."

"And you resort to taking an innocent person hostage to protect yourself as soon as you encounter danger. You are not one of our righteous path!"

The previous accusations were one thing, but the last sentence truly made A'Diao want to gag internally. Still, she feigned anger: "Can't I even go to the back to eat something?"

"Nonsense! What kind of food requires you to hide so far away to eat... Huh, what's this smell?" Some people stared at the residue on A'Diao's hands.

A'Diao: "Durian."

The female cultivator fell silent at once. The others also reacted, all turning to look at the female cultivator. Her companions asked her what was going on.

"It might be a misunderstanding," she said awkwardly. "I thought he was eating feces or a rotting corpse. In my haste, I thought he was an evil cultivator and attacked."

Her teammates were speechless. "You've never eaten this?"

She reflexively replied, "No, why would I eat feces?"

Others: "..."

Several people who liked durian stared at her, faintly wanting to beat her to death.

The handsome young bald monk smoothed things over, "A misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Everyone, let's prioritize harmony... Fellow Daoist, please release the innocent person."

A'Diao immediately let go.

The female cultivator's side also apologized to her. Their captain had quite a background, someone from the Wanqi family. No wonder he was at the Star Realm. Moreover, he looked a bit like Wanqi Jian'ai, except the latter pretended to be a weakling, while this person was tall, burly, and strong as a bear.

As for the female cultivator, A'Diao now knew her surname was He, and guessed she was He Sijian's older sister. She suddenly felt that Tang Song was a bit small.

This was destined to be an old grudge.

After Wanqi Xiongguang apologized, he politely asked for A'Diao's name.

A'Diao: "Li Wolong."

She had learned her lesson. This time, she absolutely wouldn't fabricate it and would obediently use the perfect identity information provided by the Lushan internal guards.

"Good name, Brother Wolong! We wouldn't have known each other if we hadn't fought... Come, let me introduce you. This is Master Huimin from Guangjue Temple..."

Wanqi Xiongguang praised A'Diao against his conscience. The expressions of the group beside them were subtle. The handsome, bald young monk Huimin was just about to say something.

Suddenly, someone came from outside.

Someone knocked urgently on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

A'Diao knew from the sound that it was Luo Guang and the others returning. But when the door opened, A'Diao saw three people covered in blood, and beside them, a man as thin as a bamboo pole. This man was in much better condition; it seemed he had saved the three.

However, when A'Diao glanced at the other person, her pupils trembled slightly.

The other person's appearance was, to put it mildly, indescribable—the kind that even flies would want to pounce on.

If A'Diao's current identity was a squash-catfish spirit, then this person was a loofah-mouse spirit.

However, when this person and A'Diao made eye contact, they inexplicably had the same thought.

—This person is so ugly! How can there be such an ugly person in this world?

Nevertheless, this person maintained an elegant demeanor and introduced himself to everyone.

"Hello everyone, I am Zhang Fengchu. What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Li Wolong (A'Diao): "..."

Everyone looked back and forth between the two: "..."

Their parents really knew how to pick names.

The pair, Wolong and Fengchu, successfully attracted everyone's attention. Even the heavily injured Luo Guang and the other two couldn't help but mutter. However, Yu Chisu quickly regained her senses: "Quick, close the door! It's very dangerous outside! Wan..."

She hadn't finished speaking.

Suddenly, sharp cries of ghost infants came from the ghostly forest both inside and outside. Immediately after, everyone saw small shadows of ghost infants crawling all over the windows.

Densely packed.

A'Diao's heart stirred: Damn, so fast! These people have made their move!

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