Chapter 819 - 435: West State Boss, the Unclear Purple Dragon Climb

Chapter 819: Chapter 435: West State Boss, the Unclear Purple Dragon Climb

Splash...

An ancient temple in the mountains, with blood rain pouring down.

The blue tiles of the corridors, the incense burner in the courtyard, the ancient trees in front of the hall, all were dyed blood red, with streams of blood forming slender trickles.

The scouting team ran around the big tree in a circle, then zigzagged towards the entrance of the main hall.

In the team, Huang Sitong, with each "splash" sound, stepped barefoot into the pool of blood, making blood droplets splash.

She felt increasingly cold!

It seemed as if the wind blew from all directions, rushing into her collar, chilling her ankles, and penetrating her down jacket.

In her mind, the Ancient Immortal explained.

"It’s normal!

"The array map you’re tracing is gradually becoming complete.

"The earth vein is gradually being affected and starting to emerge.

"The nodes of the earth vein are moving, gradually keeping up with your steps.

"This wind is drawn by the nodes of the earth vein..."

Huang Sitong was speechless.

"I understand the reasoning, but..."

Whoosh...

A gust of wind rushed towards her from all directions!

Carrying the blood rain, it swirled beneath the lotus leaf umbrella, lunging at her!

"I just bought this down jacket during the Singles’ Day sale, and now it’s going to be soaked in blood..."

At this moment, strands of mycelium grew from various parts of her body, clinging to her clothes, tightening around them, densely interwoven and wound outside her clothing, instantly weaving a thin layer, then rapidly growing into a thick one, enveloping her entire body, limbs, and head, leaving only her ankles and feet exposed.

Crash...

The wind-driven blood rain splashed onto her, blocked by the sudden vine silk immortal armor.

...

Fox Mountain, Bronze Hall.

Bai Mo withdrew his finger from pointing at the image.

"Sigh... better give her a set.

"In today’s situation, let her borrow a set for now to ensure her safety."

Bai Mo, while keeping an eye on the temple, glanced at the miniature knowledge container in his palm, seeing the different kinds of immortal qi within it.

"The Cyan Moon Pill Palace only cultivates Purple Earth Dragon, only learns Purple Dragon Climb, which is just right, it matches perfectly.

"Using Fish Leg Grass’s immortal qi to perform Purple Dragon Climb wouldn’t be compatible and would have a high failure rate.

"If we mix Purple Earth Dragon and Fish Leg Grass’s immortal qi for the Great Immortal Technique, the failure rate would surely be higher.

"It seems the Ancient Immortal didn’t consider this while researching the Great Immortal Technique?

"Or perhaps there is this consideration, but not understanding the reason behind it?"

Bai Mo placed his finger inside the tripod, gently prodding the strand of Fish Leg Grass’s immortal qi, thinking as he prodded, occasionally frowning, using the knowledge container to sense its difference from the Purple Earth Dragon’s immortal qi.

...

"My master has already issued the king’s order.

"When the Super Immortal Grass appears, everyone will join me in rushing out of the Snake Nest Kingdom to snatch it together!

"Whoever grabs the Immortal Grass and presents it to my master will be rewarded!"

The barrier of the Snake Nest Kingdom blocked the stinking wind and blood rain from outside.

The owner of the barrier, Fake Wu Yankong, conveyed his master’s intention to those beside him.

Everyone sat cross-legged to the side, nodding silently.

Tonight, since they came, they were here to seize fortune!

Xiaozhang and Xiaoli sat in a more backward position, heads lowered, sweating on their foreheads, their shoulders trembling slightly.

They both heard the Ancient Immortal Master in their mind already cursing!

"West Scroll, that damn bastard! Took the Prince’s tribulation thunder and fled!"

"Left you two idiots to take the fall for him, to be slapped to death in his place!"

Fake Wu Yankong glanced at the bloody wind and rain outside the barrier, looked at the scouting team vaguely visible in the distant rain curtain, and then at Xiaozhang and Xiaoli, unable to help but clench his jaw, glaring at them like they were two mangy dogs that had stolen his family’s New Year goods, wishing he could jump up and kick them to death!

But now was not the time to fall out.

He adjusted his mood, bent down to pat Xiaozhang’s shoulder, and patted Xiaoli’s arm.

"You two, don’t overthink.

"Later, when we rush out of the Snake Nest Kingdom, as long as we make contributions, the Prince will surely not be stingy!"

Xiaozhang and Xiaoli nodded heavily, sweating profusely.

Suddenly, the red-robed madman of the Red Blood Secret Sect spoke.

"Later on, we need to cooperate, right?

"Why not let everyone introduce themselves and their strengths first."

Fake Wu Yankong nodded.

"I’ll go first.

"I’m ranked fifteenth under the Prince’s command.

"Sequence Seven."

What?

Sequence Seven?

Everyone was stunned.

What kind of martial slave is raised by Sequence Seven?

Fake Wu Yankong burst into laughter.

"Don’t misunderstand me, everyone.

"I raise martial slaves, but I’m not the master of martial slaves.

"I’m raising them for my senior brother.

"Even I am just one of the martial slaves under my senior brother."

He pulled open his coat, revealing his shoulder, rubbing it hard several times, the reddened skin showing hieroglyphic-like runes, vaguely showing a crouching slave.

...

Swish...

Swish...

In the night, one by one, the street lamps in the North Suburb Base lit up, illuminating the square brightly.

Several off-road vehicles were parked there.

Members of the Immortal Technique Committee got off the cars one after another.

"Everyone, move quickly and carry those monks who were hit by the tranquilizer gun off the vehicles and into the monitoring area."

Zhang Shan smiled as he led a few subordinates to open the back door of the vehicle.

"Come on, once we settle these people, we quickly go watch the live broadcast, the battle between the West State Boss and the Prince!"

He climbed into the vehicle, about to carry someone out, when he suddenly noticed something was wrong!

The vehicle’s light shone on the two monks lying side by side, and he saw that they were both wearing cotton robes, shivering and twitching!

"What’s happening?"

Not only were they shivering, but also sweating profusely, their skin wrinkling, and froth bubbling at the corners of their mouths!

Zhang Shan’s expression turned solemn as he reached out to lift the eyelids of one monk, revealing eyes that were dull and sunken deeply.