ASER - Chapter 189
Chapter 189: Scheme
Well, a lot happened overnight. What was dealt with was dealt with. Like a dragonfly skimming the water, ripples were made, but calm quickly returned.
One returned to the palace to handle the aftermath and deal with the old scoundrel.
The other prepared to deal with the idiotic Prince of Huainan, who was about to arrive.
It was just like clocking in for work on time in the morning, very professional.
A'Diao had no idea what was happening on Chen Xun's side. Her main tasks for the night were... gathering herbs, brewing medicine, and feeding medicine.
Exceedingly virtuous.
"Here, Little Bird Brother, drink your medicine."
In the post station, Duanmu Biexue was not someone who only knew of highbrow matters. After all, she came from a powerful and noble family and was well-versed in such things. As the highest combat power present, she used the shortest amount of time to deal with the casualties among the cultivators and also rearranged personnel to guard the various areas of the Demon Spirit Nest.
Actually, the best course of action now was to annihilate these Ghost Nests one by one. However, Ghost Spirit Nests were harder to destroy than Demon Spirit Nests; their depths were unfathomable. Even a Lesser Grandmaster like her dared not venture recklessly. So, a long-term plan was still needed.
However, she had a plan, so she specifically came out of the inner room. Just as she was about to find someone, she noticed many people in the main hall staring at one spot.
Wolong was feeding medicine to Fengchu.
Her tone was gentle, her actions intimate, but Fengchu was on the verge of death... So Wolong decisively let Fengchu lie on her lap, then pinched his chin and glug-glug-glug...
It wasn't really anything, but Duanmu Biexue always felt this scene was a bit odd. She secretly sighed that her cultivation realm was still insufficient. Could it be that she was too caught up in superficial appearances?
"Mr. Wolong." Duanmu Biexue approached and mentioned a business deal to A'Diao.
"Talismans?"
"Yes, I plan to arrange for people to descend into the Ghost Spirit Nests to annihilate them once and for all. But we need resource subsidies, so I want to represent the cultivators and discuss this business with Mr. Wolong."
Duanmu Biexue wasn't like the brain-addled Prince of Huainan, trying to get something for nothing. The deal she proposed was very tempting, even a bit higher than Cang Wu's price. After all, the latter was for normal resource reserves, while the former was for wartime emergencies. She was quite decent, raising the price somewhat, also calculated in Star Coins.
If it were someone else, after agreeing to one deal with Cang Wu, they might not take any more orders, given limited supply capabilities. But A'Diao was different; she had obtained over three thousand ghost spirit cores in one night, faster than an industrial excavator digging earth.
Moreover, A'Diao had long been working on winning hearts and minds and building her reputation. She had done so in the southern seas, and now, facing these even more formidable experts, she naturally agreed.
"I don't have enough on hand. I need to coordinate with my company."
"Company?" Duanmu Biexue was taken aback.
"Yes, a talisman company. I want to make it bigger and stronger, then go for financing and an IPO... Senior Duanmu, you've placed a large order this time. I'll get you a VIP status later."
Duanmu Biexue didn't harbor much suspicion. After all, talismans had been a crucial resource since the earliest generations, and there was the benefit of VIP status. She wasn't a fool and naturally wouldn't refuse, so she expressed her thanks.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. Come, Senior, let's add each other on WeChat for future contact."
"Alright, no need to call me Senior."
"Okay, Auntie Duanmu."
"..."
From Duanmu Biexue +88888888!
Watching Auntie Duanmu, who was usually cold even to princes, not only exchange private messages with this catfish spirit but also let this person call her "Auntie," the surrounding cultivators nearly had their eyes pop out.
Damn! This Li Wolong is amazing.
It doesn't matter if you're ugly; if you have talent, you can still get a fairy's WeChat.
Having harvested a wave of mental power, A'Diao didn't forget her main business. In front of Duanmu Biexue, she popped a candy into Zhang Fengchu's mouth.
Later, when Zhang Fengchu woke up, this fellow probably harbored resentment in his heart but put on a smiling face. In front of others, he called A'Diao "brother" repeatedly. Thus, the names Wolong and Fengchu quickly spread throughout the Ghost Valley region.
Five days later, A'Diao emerged from her seclusion and completed the transaction with the cultivators represented by Duanmu Biexue, receiving two million Star Coins. All told, she now had five million Star Coins on hand.
However, she wasn't in a hurry to use them. The current priority was to gather resources.
In fact, she didn't lack methods to become stronger, whether it was such a vast amount of Star Coins and a batch of skeletal remains, or what she gained from Mirror Knife Gorge... but she lacked time.
She didn't even have time to comprehend the Lesser Spirit King Dao Tablet.
After completing the transaction, A'Diao immediately avoided Duanmu Biexue and the others, and began tackling the Ghost Spirit Nests alone, while using various insight techniques to investigate the movements of the Demon Sound Sect.
But she also knew she had to be increasingly careful now, because the Lushan Academy courses were starting, and her avatar would inevitably have to attend. And within Lushan, there were bound to be some biased experts. A casual check could determine her true situation.
And naturally, they could confirm that her main body was not at Lushan.
So...
She didn't have much time left.
At Lushan Academy, when A'Diao came out for class early in the morning, Cang Wu was with her.
"Huh?"
Cang Wu handed her a freshly made, warm milk tea. "Today is swordsmanship class. I'm interested in it. The Heavenly Spirit Clan is far inferior to the Human Clan in this area."
I haven't even asked, what are you explaining?
A'Diao smiled, took a large sip of milk tea, her cheeks puffing out, her eyes curving into crescents.
Cang Wu turned his face away and said faintly, "I have a treasure on me. Even if a Spirit King-level expert probes, I can sense it. Although I can't block it, I can glimpse the other party's identity—these old monsters at Lushan all know this, so they will have some reservations and won't dare to scan you casually."
That powerful?
A'Diao hadn't thought of such an operation; wasn't this a human-shaped radar?
However, those old monsters might also deduce that she was indeed an avatar because of this.
Honestly, when facing experts of this level, it was impossible to hide completely, but at least it would reduce their chances of prying into her avatar's strength.
"Many thanks."
A'Diao and Cang Wu arrived at the classroom. Unexpectedly, their swordsmanship teacher was... the Li family's young aunt?
Her face was merely pretty, her figure graceful, but her aura was as cold as frost, like an autumn-water rainbow sword. Her presence felt even stronger than those great beauties.
She probably wasn't Spirit King level, but being able to teach this class meant her swordsmanship attainments were terrifying.
Amazing. An academic powerhouse like Qu Xia'er?
However, if the Qu family could produce someone like Qu Xia'er, it wasn't strange for Lushan to produce a Li Qingyou.
Could swordsmanship also be academic?
As it turned out, yes. What she taught wasn't actually swordsmanship, but the study of weapon energy application, encompassing all attack-type Daos.
This was very advanced. A'Diao immediately realized it was complementary to high-end energies like the Yin-Yang Dao.
Of course, it wasn't specifically taught for her, but to prepare students like them for their future advancement to Grandmaster.
Female cultivators teaching at Lushan didn't like to build relationships with students, nor were they approachable. They taught by the book and left as soon as they were done.
Once she left, A'Diao packed her things. Walking out of the classroom, she glanced around, the corners of her mouth turning down.
Hmph!
However, while she couldn't handle someone at the Lesser Spirit King level, she could still deal with a little prince from a foreign clan.
After returning to Langya Courtyard, A'Diao asked Cang Wu a question, "Do you guys have a feud with the Moluo Imperial Clan?"
"Yes."
"Do you have any moles on their side? Do you know Moluo Yesa?"
Cang Wu raised an eyebrow, looked at A'Diao, and immediately made the connection: "He is their youngest prince. He's at the Tang Song border? And he offended you?"
A'Diao: "Not me. I'm doing this for you and Sister Daoguang. You and Sister Daoguang are my people, so your clansmen are my people, and your enemies are naturally my enemies."
Here it comes, that familiar flavor.
Cang Wu's thin lips pursed slightly. He asked coolly, "What do you want me to do?"
A'Diao said somewhat shyly, "Inform this little prince's older brothers... that their younger brother has teamed up with people from the Lie Qin Imperial Clan and is currently working on a big project. Tell those older brothers to step up their game, and definitely don't let their younger brother get the better of them."
"It's best to be subtle. If it's too direct, they'll think I'm deliberately stirring up trouble."
"How could I possibly do that?"
Yes, an excellent plan.
If only you weren't so theatrical while making tea.
Cang Wu thought for a moment and said, "If the Moluo side arranges assassins, they probably won't dispatch Grandmasters. Because within each clan, Grandmaster-level forces are on record. If there are any movements, the clan will be aware. This is to prevent high-end forces from secretly forming alliances and harming core members, especially those of us with direct bloodlines."
"That's for the best." A'Diao felt that if she had to deal with a Lesser Grandmaster now, she would definitely expose her main body's information.
Below Grandmaster was a different story.
At this moment, her main body was monitoring the Demon Sound Sect. She soon discovered that besides cooperating with Level 12 demon spirits like the Tuoluo Ghost King, the Demon Sound Sect's most important partner was in the Blood Kite Basin.
"White Scale Demon King, Level 13, much stronger than the Tuoluo Ghost King, almost a Lesser Grandmaster."
Toilet: "You want to take it on? It'll be very difficult. Its combat power is comparable to a Lesser Grandmaster, but demon spirits have far greater survivability than humans."
A'Diao knew this, of course, so she had to calculate carefully.
The imperial clan side had actually already made a judgment. Although they were indeed wary of Cang Wu and hadn't investigated extensively, they had still confirmed A'Diao's avatar through reverse deduction.
"Actually, if we could probe the avatar's inner workings, we could deduce the strength of her main body. Unfortunately, this Cang Wu has ruined things."
"No matter, the curse is enough."
"Do we act now? Or first confirm her location? She shouldn't be in Blood Abandonment City."
"Investigate. I want accuracy."
Three days later.
In the Ghost Valley region, within a cave, a group of ghost spirits besieged a cultivator. The latter fought back desperately, finally annihilating all the ghost spirits after exhausting his spiritual power. Just as he was about to flee, suddenly... an almost invisible silver needle shot from the void behind him.
It was terrifying, directly piercing his dilapidated armor and entering the back of his head.
In a second, the potent poison on the silver needle seeped into his brain.
Thump.
The corpse fell.
A shadowy figure, having secretly torn open space, emotionlessly collected the corpse. But he didn't leave, because the person he was supposed to meet had arrived.
Soon, Zhang Fengchu's figure appeared at one end of the passage.
"This time, you and I are cooperating, specifically coming to the Tang Song border to complete assassination missions. On the assassination list, Chen A'Diao is first, Duanmu Biexue is second... We have now killed sixty percent of the targets on the list, and neither of our identities has been exposed. It's just that Duanmu Biexue is with a group of people, and she herself is a Lesser Grandmaster. Our superiors haven't arrived yet, so we can't make a move. As for this Chen A'Diao, we don't even know her whereabouts. The Third Prince's intelligence department hasn't sent any information for a long time."
"What's the hurry? She will definitely come to the border. And there's no need to rush with this person—the Tang Song Imperial Clan is more anxious than we are. Nine times out of ten, before we even make a move, this Imperial Clan will cut off its own head."
"This person is also unlucky. Such a monstrous talent, born in Tang Song. The Tang Song territory is already discordant, unlike my Lie Qin."
Evidently, Zhang Fengchu was from the Moluo Imperial Clan, and the Moluo Imperial Clan had a marriage alliance with Lie Qin. This little prince had thus logically and secretly collaborated with people from Lie Qin.
Among the three nations, the internal situation of Tang Song was the most turbulent.
First, the Tang Song Imperial Clan and Lushan Academy had a deep-seated feud dating back to the founder.
Second, the old king of Tang Song was old, power-hungry, and lecherous. The rot started at the top. Tang Song's technology developed the fastest, its economy was strong, which in turn awakened the consciousness of its people, creating conflict with the monarchy. Social contradictions were intense, indirectly forcing the Imperial Clan to suppress other classes.
"I'm not worried that the Tang Song Imperial Clan can kill her. This person is in a very bad situation, but I hope to find her whereabouts soon. For such super geniuses, the more time you give them, the easier it is for them to turn the tables."
"So, the best method is to find her, and then let the Tang Song Imperial Clan know—I think the recent movements on the border are inextricably linked to the Tang Song Imperial Clan. That idiot Prince of Huainan is a smokescreen, released by the Imperial Clan to attract attention."
"Speaking of which, if we can get Chen A'Diao's head, the Third Prince will definitely be able to suppress the Crown Prince and become the new heir apparent. After all, His Majesty of Lie Qin has never valued birth, only ability. In comparison, this Tang Song Imperial Clan is simply laughable. The Crown Prince is as weak as a chicken. The Ninth Prince and Seventh Prince postured arrogantly, then went quiet as chickens after being thrashed. This Dantai family must be a chicken coop, how can it compare to the powerful and heroic figures of my Lie Qin Imperial Clan."
Their secret discussion revealed a lot of information, interspersed with a large amount of biased commentary against Tang Song, like pure haters. The most crucial piece of information mentioned was the Third Prince.
Evidently, these two were affiliated with Lie Qin's Third Prince.
Speaking of this Third Prince, he was quite famous among the three nations, not a simple character. The assassination list they had on the border was his handiwork.
During their secret chat, they came up with several brilliant ideas, including plans targeting Duanmu Biexue, other geniuses, and even Zhao Yi and Xie Jingyu, as these individuals had also recently come to the border to provide aid.
Although their classes were different, when it came to national crisis, these people still led by example. But for Lie Qin, wasn't this an excellent opportunity?
That was why these two were here.
After finishing their secret talk, they were about to leave on schedule when, suddenly—perhaps because both their cultivation and aptitude were high, and they were not ordinary individuals, possessing many treasures—they both felt a nerve-tingling sense of crisis.
Then they realized the signal was being jammed.
Not good! Someone's here!
Before they could react... a mental shockwave hit, followed by five shadows attacking from three directions. In the slightly spacious cave, buzz!
All five dark figures summoned their totems, which were shockingly Cerberus hounds.
It wasn't that the five shadows combined to form one Cerberus; rather, each individual's bloodline totem was a ferocious three-headed hound, treading on crimson flames, tall and fierce.
Five Cerberus hounds formed a triangular encirclement. As they opened their mouths, the three-dimensional space where the two were located instantly became a fiery inferno.
In just an instant, their armor was incinerated and melted.
The terrifying temperature and the dreadful flame damage caused both their expressions to change. They clearly knew who the attackers were!
"Damn it, it must be my brothers!"
Zhang Fengchu was furious and also summoned his totem. His Cerberus was fierce, attempting to tear apart the fiery inferno, but one head was no match for five. Moreover, these five individuals were all at the peak of the Star Realm, elite members of the Moluo clan, and prospective Grandmasters. It was clear that his princely brothers were serious and not playing around.
Theoretically, this was enough to kill them.
But Zhang Fengchu was, after all, a little prince. How could his equipment and resources compare to mere core members? It was like the difference between Dantai Ke and Xia Sanlu.
Thus, he unleashed his techniques.
Transcendent Low-grade! Secret arts! Talismans! He used whatever he had!
His explosive power was even higher than when he faced the Tuoluo Ghost King that day.
And the person beside Zhang Fengchu also unleashed various techniques, only slightly weaker than Zhang Fengchu.
All told, this was seven peak Star Realm combatants fighting to the death.
The commotion was immense. Finally, Zhang Fengchu, controlling his Cerberus bloodline totem, roared, "You dogs, go to hell!"
The Cerberus totem suddenly descended into his body. Whoosh... Zhang Fengchu abruptly transformed into a giant Cerberus. With an explosive burst, he directly killed two peak Star Realm cultivators, but this was his final burst.
The remaining three peak Star Realm cultivators knew this was a talent skill of the direct royal bloodline. After his burst, the three combined their efforts... Boom!!
Zhang Fengchu was blasted apart, his canine body scattering, but he quickly reformed into a human shape, vomiting blood profusely.
However, the other three didn't fare well either. They were impacted and retreated, vomiting blood... but it was alright. They had managed to take down Zhang Fengchu. All that was left was the finishing blow.
At this very moment.
The weakened, blood-vomiting bald man suddenly erupted. Two Transcendent Spirit Vessels emerged from his body, merged, and then...
Boom!
The three were instantly counter-killed.
Zhang Fengchu was shocked, but as his pupils dilated, he immediately tried to control his shattered upper body to escape.
He didn't trust this companion. Perhaps his whereabouts were exposed by this person. Damn it!
This person would definitely betray him for personal gain!
However, he was a step too slow... Space was sealed; his escape was futile.
"Ai Feng!! How dare you..."
Boom!
His head was smashed open.
Blood sprayed all over the delicate and shy little monk's face.
And he, whose identity was Huimin but whose real name was Ai Feng, didn't even wipe the blood from his face. He quickly scanned the corpses of everyone present. At this moment, his eyes glinted with excitement.
A windfall!
A sudden fortune, and the Moluo princes would take the blame. Even the Third Prince wouldn't be able to trace anything back to him. He could also monopolize all the credit for the successes of this assassination list.
This was truly a massive fortune delivered to his doorstep.
Ai Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, controlled his ragged breathing due to energy depletion, and was about to leave.
With a buzz, his head felt stuffy, and he experienced mental dizziness, but he vaguely sensed the appearance of black and white forces, one positive and one negative.
Advanced, terrifying, an overwhelmingly powerful energy aura.
The next second, his dilapidated armor was blasted apart, instantly shattered.
A peak Star Realm cultivator at the end of his rope, distracted by the joy of his spoils, was actually easier to deal with than a mid-tier Star Realm cultivator.
In other words, A'Diao, using her Yin-Yang power, could already insta-kill a low-tier Star Realm cultivator and could take down a mid-tier one in three or four moves.
Vomiting blood, he clutched his shattered spirit core, roaring in disbelief, "Yin-Yang power? You are Chen A'Diao!!!"
At the same time, he recorded this scene, the information about to be transmitted to an account... but the signal transmission failed.
!!!
The Moluo assassins were dead, their equipment all destroyed. The signal jamming should have been lifted.
But clearly, this Chen A'Diao was meticulous and had also implemented signal jamming.
So... he couldn't transmit the information at all.
Ai Feng despaired. With a thud, he knelt, about to beg for mercy.
Bang!
He was knocked unconscious.
A'Diao KO'd him but didn't kill him. After destroying his spirit core and severing his tendons, she stripped him of his equipment and threw him into her living space.
Information about the Moluo Imperial Clan could be obtained from Cang Wu, but she needed intelligence on Lie Qin. This scoundrel was a good source.
After finishing everything, A'Diao checked Ai Feng's equipment and, sure enough, found the information and the account.
Very good. It wasn't a waste for her to specifically reveal her Yin-Yang power.
Toilet: "Revealing it is one thing, but deliberately making it look clumsy, who are you showing off to?"
A'Diao: "Who I'm showing off to is obvious. The key is the timing. Let's go, there's a lot to do."
Taking down these two was the most direct objective, but their identities were special. It would be too wasteful not to utilize them.
After leaving, A'Diao quickly headed to the Blood Kite Basin. Along the way, she found a cave that had been cleared by humans and hid inside. She had a plethora of resources but no time to digest them. This time, she had to seize the opportunity to comprehend the Aurora Lesser Spirit King Dao Tablet.
Aurora, aurora. Mastering speed was equivalent to mastering the kingly way of assassination.
Thunder + Space, extreme aurora!
In the Blood Kite Basin, the sun blazed, but its halo was blood-red. It wasn't that the sunlight was problematic, but that the blood qi in this area was too heavy. Blood particles precipitated in the air, refracting sunlight into a red mist.
The red mist was poisonous. Inhaling too much, if one's constitution couldn't resist it, could easily lead to a kind of corpse moss disease. Once contracted, it was very difficult to cure, causing immense suffering before a struggling death. Thus, the Blood Kite Basin was also known as the Blood Toxin Hell.
From a human perspective, it was a nightmare. But A'Diao, hiding underground before her closed-door cultivation, released Xiao Yuanbao and Sparrow, having them use equipment to collect these toxic gases.
The toxic gas was collected for ten days and had been completely condensed into a ton of blood-red, viscous liquid.
In A'Diao's insight vision, she could see countless tiny, hair-thin Corpse Moss Fungi crawling within its faint glow.
It was a sight that could scare someone to death, an instant KO for anyone with trypophobia, but it was only effective against weakened life forms.
But looking at it, A'Diao suddenly remembered her childhood when she went out to earn a living. After setting up a Daoist altar, the old Daoist priest was called away on urgent business. She, as a little Daoist nun, was left to guard the vigil alone... The deceased's family had a hooligan son. He tried to bully her, failed, got kicked in a certain place by her, and in his fury, beat her up. Then he threw the bloodied her into his old mother's coffin and sealed the lid.
She didn't remember how many times she had screamed back then, but she always remembered the darkness... the smell emanating from the corpse. It was the smell of rot, and also a smell similar to fermenting pickles.
Even if you wished you could shrink yourself into dust, trying hard not to touch any skin or flesh of the corpse, you could still feel that a part of her was in those smells.
It was alive.
It enveloped your entire body, seeping into your nose, ears, mouth...
A'Diao took a shallow breath, her mind already calm. Her fingers, separated by the equipment's partition, touched the blood-red liquid, a faint smile on her face.
"Little Toilet, do you understand the principle of ants eating an elephant?"
Toilet: "You're not an ant anymore."
"No, one must always maintain the mentality of being an ant. I will never forget..."
Because after she was rescued from the coffin by the old Daoist priest, 12 hours later.
Neither she nor the old Daoist priest sought retribution from that family. Why?
They hadn't received the money yet.
They waited, going through all the procedures, until they got paid.
Toilet: "And then?"
A'Diao didn't answer, still refining these Corpse Moss Fungi.
Seeing she didn't answer, and because it was a shadow from her youth, Toilet didn't press further, instead growing curious about the function of the Corpse Moss Fungi.
"It's basically only effective against severely injured human cultivators. You want to use it against the White Scale Demon King? Not to mention the huge level difference, they are also of the same Yin origin, so it's unlikely to be effective."
A'Diao: "I know, but why do you think I worked so hard to master Yin and Yang?"
"Energy attributes can be changed, especially with the help of certain materials."
Toilet was stunned.
Yin-Yang reversal? Could Corpse Moss Fungi also be turned into a supreme Yang toxin?
It seemed possible, because her mastery wasn't ordinary; she possessed a wisp of Langya spirituality within her.
Refining a ton of Corpse Moss Fungi to its ultimate density, then reversing and assimilating it with Yin-Yang energy... A'Diao's current control level was certainly not enough, but she had a cheat—the Langya spirituality was so high-level, it was perfect for this.
What A'Diao needed was a stronger, supreme Yang Corpse Moss Fungus, and also more trump cards to deal with the impending crisis. However, she silently equipped four Transcendent Low-grade items.
Currently, she wore four Transcendent Low-grade items and three Grade A Spirit Vessels, and her spiritual body and physical body could withstand it.
Pervert!
"Now, do you still have any objections to me taking on a Lesser Grandmaster?"
Toilet: "..."
No wonder she wanted to deal with Zhang Fengchu and his companion first.
Another three days later, the slaughter in the Blood Kite Basin intensified. Among them, the White Scale Demon King, one of the three strongest demon kings in the Blood Kite Basin, controlled nearly two hundred thousand demon spirits of varying levels, from low-grade third and fourth levels to high-grade tenth, eleventh, and even twelfth levels. Its forces were vast, and the current border defense troops dared not easily confront it head-on. But more importantly, its movements were secretive, hidden deep underground, including its clan. They mostly came and went mysteriously, causing the border army a huge headache.
A'Diao was also currently searching for its tracks. Fortunately, she had been keeping an eye on the Demon Sound Sect, locking onto a dozen disciples and constantly monitoring them, while also gathering all information about the White Scale Demon King. She had watched many recordings made by cultivators, mostly showing this creature horrifically devouring countless cultivators before instantly vanishing into the earth.
No matter how great an advantage it held, as long as it succeeded in one wave, it would never linger in battle. Extremely cautious.
Toilet: "You've met your match in caution."
A'Diao rolled her eyes and continued monitoring. Later, she finally saw a person moving furtively in the southeastern area of the Blood Kite Basin.
It's finally starting.
"It seems Chen Xun's presence is quite strong. These demon spirits probably sense the crisis."
A'Diao knew about the commotion at Blood Abandonment City and had long guessed that the Demon Sound Sect would definitely take measures.
The lake district, but the lakes there were basically filled with corpses, reeking horribly. It was also where the Corpse Moss Fungus was most concentrated. Ordinary armor couldn't withstand it; tiny Corpse Moss Fungi could easily crawl into crevices and lie dormant...
Just thinking about it was disgusting.
Half an hour later, A'Diao saw this person use a secret technique and sink into the lake.
Huh?
Damn it!
Isn't this a shallow lake of corpses? Could there be a Demon Cave entrance hidden below?
A'Diao was surprised and quietly followed. However, it was truly disgusting down there, like countless rotting, carnivorous liquid pus. It was so vile that even Toilet was wailing and went offline directly.
A'Diao also endured the nausea and followed to the entrance. Sure enough, it was a folded space, merely using the countless corpses and biological matter above to shield it from the detection of human equipment.
This White Scale was a cunning one, not to be underestimated.
A'Diao dared not be careless and quietly submerged...
Entering the passage, space shifted, and before her eyes... A'Diao almost vomited from disgust again.
Snakes, so many pythons, densely packed by the thousands. The Demon Sound Sect disciple who entered was clearly disgusted as well.
For some reason, after resting last night, he woke up feeling a bit nauseous, as if he had eaten something he shouldn't have.
This Blood Kite Basin was too torturous; he would rather go to Ghost Valley to kill and behead people.
Shaking off the small snakes from his clothes, he spoke towards the front, "I am here to deliver a message for my Sect Master. I request an audience with the Demon King."
After a while, A'Diao saw... whoosh, a snake head the size of an elephant's head hung down from the cave ceiling.
Holy crap!
A'Diao felt that if she hadn't come for the White Scale Demon King, she would have wanted to smash its snake head with a single palm strike.
Scared her to death!
The Demon Sound Sect disciple was also thoroughly frightened, his face ashen.
"Hehe, truly useless vermin. The Demon Sound Sect sent a specimen like you?" This large snake landed, its body over ten meters long, coiling around a pillar, flicking its tongue. "If not for our cooperation with your Demon Sound Sect, I'd eat creatures like you one by one."
"Come here."
This disciple was at least a low-tier Star Realm cultivator. Hearing this, fear flickered in his eyes, but he still mustered his courage and followed.
A'Diao also followed behind.
Winding through countless turns, A'Diao could see that the entire space was slimy, covered in snake mucus, reeking foully. But there were very few bodies, because these snake demon spirits could directly digest the bones of cultivators, leaving nothing behind.
However, if this 10th-level snake demon was already so robust, she wondered how large the 13th-level White Scale Demon King's body was.
After a while, A'Diao keenly sensed a spiritual body scan pass by... She immediately hid in a dimensional space, motionless.
And what this Demon Sound Sect disciple saw before him were four towering pillars, each a hundred meters tall, supporting the roof. On the high ceiling was carved a lifelike, enormous divine dragon relief.
That divine dragon, coiled, was three hundred meters long, its body incredibly thick, looking majestic and imposing.
But the Demon King was nowhere to be seen.
The 10th-level snake demon quickly retreated, but a strange, sharp female voice echoed in the space.
"What does Demon Sound want with me?"
It referred to the Demon Sound Sect Master as Demon Sound.
The Demon King is here?
The disciple immediately bowed his head and nervously took out a recording.
The recording played, a hoarse, deep voice that was naturally familiar to the White Scale Snake Demon. "Recently, a Vice Minister from the Ministry of Works has arrived from the imperial court. He has invented some device that is very troublesome, capable of accurately distinguishing between human bodies and the living dead. I received internal information that he has also developed an underground detector, especially targeting snake-type demon spirits. It seems he intends to deal with you first. Do not underestimate him. Moreover, he has implemented signal control and screening in the basin. I dare not contact you directly recently, so I can only convey information through recording. Now, what you need to do is to quickly join forces with the other two demon kings and, before the imperial court targets you, form an alliance to take down Blood Abandonment City. Otherwise, we definitely won't last until the day of the Sun Image Primordial Feast."
The White Scale Snake Demon was cunning and knew the severity of this matter. It dared not underestimate this Chen Xun, whom the Sect Master had emphasized. Just as it was about to say something to the disciple, it saw the disciple's body behaving strangely... He suddenly flew up, took out a staff, and attacked the divine dragon's head on the ceiling...
While attacking, he roared, "Damn you, fat loach, harming my human race! I'll kill you!!"
The White Scale Snake Demon was utterly speechless. Out of instinct and preference, it swallowed this idiot in one gulp.
The idiot was only low-tier Star Realm. Though he had a Star Body, what was it? A 13th-level Demon King body, Lesser Grandmaster level.
Its ability to digest bones relied on its incredible stomach.
So, this corpse began to melt less than two minutes after falling into its stomach pool.
However, it was very cunning and felt something was amiss, but couldn't pinpoint it for a moment.
Firstly, this person's behavior resembled that of an official mole within the Demon Sound Sect. But if he were a mole and knew its hiding place, why not report to the defenders at Blood Abandonment City and have experts besiege this place?
Logically, it didn't make sense.
Or perhaps there was another possibility—he was congenitally an idiot? Or he became an idiot later due to cultivation deviation.
Regardless of which it was, the White Scale Demon King was now on alert and immediately prepared to call its descendants to leave this place and find a new lair.
But at this very moment, it suddenly felt an extreme discomfort in its stomach...
Pain.
In its stomach pool, after the corpse melted, a sealed, golden-red pill from the belly entered its stomach.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle. It instantly dissolved, turning into countless billions of supreme Yang-attributed Corpse Moss Fungi of freakish purity, which spread rampantly, madly drilling into every inch of its flesh and blood.
Ah!!!
The stone shell of the divine dragon carving on the ceiling instantly crumbled, and a giant python of equivalent size emerged.
It descended, coiling, its body wrapping around the thick pillars... writhing in pain.
This scene was like the moment the python demon in Journey to the West reverted to its true form.
Crack, crack, crack. The pillars fractured... and in less than two seconds, they crumbled into powder.
And its most formidable, armor-like Demon King physique also began to rot from the inside due to the Corpse Moss Fungi. Its defenses were breached!
It let out a painful cry, only to find its voice was being suppressed.
Someone was here!
It hadn't even seen who it was.
A'Diao, hiding in 303, jumped out, wielding the Yuan Staff, stepping on 505, executing a vacuum annihilation, a huge array disc spinning.
Two Lesser Spirit King Dao Tablets, Yin-Yang dual core fusion, 4 Transcendent Low-grade items...
That wasn't all. Ancient Spirit Gathering Array + five Great Spirit Gates...
In an instant, she unleashed every bit of power she could muster.
Thunder + Space = Aurora!
Aurora + Spirit Infusion Attack = You Die!
Bang!
Just one hit.
The Lesser Grandmaster-level White Scale Demon King's head went dull... its powerful body didn't even have time to attack A'Diao before it went limp.
Its snake pupils were about to dim.
It was insta-killed, actually insta-killed?!!!
But before dying, it finally saw clearly the equipment and capital on this human. At that moment, it had only one thought—a god-tier spoiled scion descending to the mortal realm to beat up a snake demon? Bullying snakes!
Toilet also felt it was bullying snakes.
It was too damn much bullying.
Actually, even without a terrifying toxin like the Corpse Moss Fungus, she could have fought it head-on. But no, to ensure a 100% success rate, she preferred to knock out that disciple beforehand, secretly plant a sealed Corpse Moss Fungus pill on him, and place a hidden mental imprint...
The White Scale Demon King's spiritual body was also very strong, but it would never find the imprint A'Diao had disguised as the disciple's cranial nerves.
Thus... KO.
But at this moment, A'Diao, while its body was still warm, directly drilled her main body into its physique.
A certain routine had to be repeated.
From now on, she was going to be a Demon King.
A super White Scale Demon King.
But before that, she had to send a message.
A'Diao used the information Ai Feng had recorded but failed to send... and sent it out. That account must be Ai Feng's secret contact, and it must have been designed long ago, because this idiot was prepared from the start to help the Dantai Imperial Clan kill her. So... the Dantai Imperial Clan would soon know she was at Blood Abandonment City.
She needed them to know, but she also had to make them believe it was sent by someone from Lie Qin.
"I don't know if this plan will succeed, but being proactive is always better than being passive..."
A'Diao felt she was too innocent, more pitiful than those tragic white lotus heroines of old. Why did they have to force her to do bad things?
She didn't want to either!!!
While A'Diao was in agony, her eyes gleamed with a green light as she deftly searched this old lair for treasures.
She had killed so many people; surely their legacies couldn't all be digested, right? Where were they hidden?
Where did you hide my gold?!!!
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