Mushroom Man

Chapter 135 If you don't enter the ninth level, you little thief, don't run away (Please subscribe)
"You dare to argue even when you're about to die?"

"Good and evil cannot coexist; there's no point in saying more."

"Today I will execute you, you little devil, here to appease my senior brother's spirit in heaven!"

Master Wen spoke sternly, shouting loudly.

At this moment, she was the only fourth-level mushroom master in the arena.

Even though she is not good at fighting, she is just a Taoist mushroom master.

Even when Abbot Shanren, Wu Xingzhe, and Clan Chief Wu were still alive, she was not even ranked.

Even so, Master Wen is a genuine fourth-level mushroom master.

Now that Wu Liang has lost his Ferghana horse, he is no match for the nun no matter what.

Just listen to a "swish" sound!
Master Wen activated the tongue-sword mushroom.

A sharp sword flew out of his mouth, aiming straight for Wu Liang's head.

The speed is astonishing.

Such methods might not be fast enough for the abbot and others, but they are more than enough to deal with Wu Liang.

"Swift as a fly over walls and rooftops, invulnerable to swords and spears, and possessing an imposing aura."

At the critical moment, Yan Wuxin recited words, and poetry flowed from his lips.

Then Wu Liang was enveloped in a cloud of talent.

Wu Liang suddenly felt as light as a swallow and quickly pushed off with his feet to dodge the sharp sword that was shooting towards him.

However, Yan Wuxin was only a third-level cultivator. He and the nun were both Daoist mushroom masters, but the difference between them was significant.

Even though Wu Liang became as light as a swallow with Yan Wuxin's help, he could not escape the speed of the sharp sword.

"Pfft!"

The sword pierced Wu Liang's left shoulder, raising a cloud of blood mist.

Wu Liang groaned, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Brother Wu, what should we do now?"

Yan Wuxin looked grim, realizing he was in a difficult situation.

If he hadn't intervened, Wu Liang would probably have been beheaded on the spot.

"Brother Wu, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, don't hold back, just use them."

"For example, that bottle just now, or that fifth-rank mushroom we took from the abbot..."

Seeing that the nun was about to make trouble again, Yan Wuxin quickly urged her to hurry up.

The reason he hasn't abandoned Wu Liang and fled is twofold: firstly, because of his oath, and secondly, because he has realized that Wu Liang still has a backup plan.

At the same time, the voice of the Formless Will entered Wu Liang's mind.

"Young friend Wu, I can't hold on much longer."

"Didn't you say that once the abbot dies, the bronze gate will open and the Wuxiang legacy will be inherited?"

"Now that things have come to this, what are you waiting for?"

"Could it be because of that nun, Master Wen?"

"Don't worry, I can use my last bit of willpower to briefly trap this nun."

"Although I will perish because of this, as long as this formless lineage has successors, it means nothing to me."

The voice of the formless will was extremely weak.

The nine-story bronze tower rumbled loudly, and even the eighth floor began to crumble.

Clearly, the words of the Formless Will were true; he really couldn't hold on any longer.

"Senior Wuxiang..."

"To be honest, with Abbess Wen here, even if I wanted to enter the ninth level, I would be powerless."

"But how could I bear to let Senior Wuxiang make a move..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang's expression immediately changed.

Just as he was secretly communicating with the will of Wuxiang, Master Wen launched another attack.

This time, Abbess Wen planned to strike once and for all, ending Wu Liang and Yan Wuxin's lives.

She channeled her inner energy and unleashed her deadly move... a promise as weighty as gold.

Once a fourth-level killer move is unleashed, there is no way to dodge or avoid it.

If the "Words Are as Good as Gold" strike, both of them will surely die.

However, the will of the formless will naturally not sit idly by.

Wu Liang and Abbot Shanren were the 'successors' he had his eye on.

Now that the abbot is dead, only Wu Liang remains as his sole heir, capable of helping him escape his predicament.

Under such circumstances, how could the Will of Nothingness stand idly by and watch Wu Liang die a tragic death?

Therefore, the Formless Will did not hesitate and forcibly mobilized the nine-story bronze tower, causing it to droop with rays of light.

These rays of light enveloped Master Wen, causing her killing move to fail and trapping her inside.

However, perhaps because the bronze tower was about to collapse, the fading light was only a few streaks, unable to confine the master for long. "Young friend Wu, there's no need to worry..."

"This thought of mine has persisted for far too long; it's time to let it go."

"The rest of the journey is up to you, young friend Wu."

"I hope you can inherit the Wuxiang legacy and become a true successor of Wuxiang..."

The formless will uttered a weak sound, then vanished without a trace, and perished.

Wu Liang raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing.

"Damn..."

"Where did you get the ability, you little devil, to manipulate the nine-story bronze tower?"

Master Wen was trapped in the rosy light, both shocked and furious.

Perhaps it was because she was unaware of the secret communication between the Will of No Form and Wu Liang.

Suddenly she found herself trapped, and her first instinct was that Wu Liang was behind it all.

"Ha ha……"

Wu Liang sneered, offering no explanation, and instead turned his gaze to the bronze door on the ninth floor.

He knew perfectly well that if he could escape to the ninth level, he could obtain the Formless Inheritance and become the ultimate winner.

but……

Wu Liang's expression shifted between light and shadow. After a moment's hesitation, he made his decision.

"Brother Yan, this rosy light won't hold her back for long."

"If you don't leave now, when will you stay?"

Without lingering, Wu Liang shifted his gaze away from the ninth floor.

Instead, they intended to take Yan Wuxin and escape through the cracks in the collapsed area.

His actions undoubtedly amounted to abandoning the inheritance and wasting the 'sacrifice' of the Formless Will.

"Ah, oh..."

He has no faith in the matter and his thoughts are not on inheritance; he only wants to survive.

Seeing that the nun was trapped, he quickly followed behind her and caught up with Wu Liang.

They found a crack on the spot and jumped in without hesitation, disappearing without a trace.

"what?!"

"How dare this boy deceive me?"

"Damn it, I must have acted too eagerly and let that kid see through me."

The previously 'extinct' will of the formless suddenly came back to life upon seeing this scene!

Wu Xiang was furious. He realized that he had been tricked by that kid.

Perhaps from the very beginning, that kid never intended to open the bronze door and enter the ninth floor.

"Okay, very good..."

"Didn't you want to run away?"

"Once I seal off the Bronze Tower, leaving you nowhere to escape, let's see where you can run to!"

As soon as the Will of Nothingness finished speaking, the nine-story bronze tower trembled violently and was completely sealed off.

He also withdrew the glow that had enveloped Abbess Wen.

"Ok?"

Master Wen was taken aback, seemingly not expecting the glow to disappear so quickly.

However, she quickly realized what was happening and immediately spoke up sharply.

"Don't leave, little thief!"

"I'd like to see where you can run to!"

Master Wen moved swiftly, leaping into the crevice to give chase.

For a moment, the entire eighth floor fell silent.

"Ugh……"

"We are only one step away from getting out of trouble."

"If I had known this would happen, I should have been more restrained."

Wu Xiang's will secretly regretted it and was quite depressed about it.

"Ok?"

Just then, he seemed to notice something and suddenly let out a soft, hesitant sound.

Just listen to a crisp "click" sound.

The headless, charred corpse of Abbot Shanren actually stirred slightly...

(End of this chapter)