Mushroom Man

Chapter 139 A person who breaks their word is unworthy to be a companion (Please subscribe)

"Uh……"

Wu Liang lowered his head, looked at the sword tip protruding from his chest, and blood foam spilled from his mouth.

The sword that pierced his chest was also a sword of words.

However, although it was a verbal duel, it was not that Master Wen came back to life and stabbed him.

This verbal attack came from behind him!
It is obvious who committed the murder; there is no need to elaborate.

"Brother Wu, I can cross this river by myself."

"Brother Wu has already done enough. Now you should stay here and relax."

Yan Wuxin's originally gentle and refined voice had now turned icy and chilling.

Wu Liang staggered and fell to the ground with a thud.

He struggled to open his eyes, looked at Yan Wuxin who was walking away slowly, and spoke with difficulty.

"Why, why?"

"How could you hide this from me... and break your vow?"

Yan Wuxin squatted down and snatched the Wuxiang Token and the porcelain bottle containing the rules and regulations from his arms.

He looked down at Wu Liang, his eyes cold.

At this moment, his expression was exactly the same as Wu Liang's earlier one.

"why?"

"Because my name is Yan Wuxin, the Yan Wuxin who is untrustworthy."

"A mere Oath-shroom? How could I not have a way to break it? Just one Lie-shroom will solve the problem."

As Yan Wuxin spoke, he began toying with the porcelain bottle in his hand.

He had been eyeing this for a long time.

This is a treasure that allowed this kid, with his second-stage cultivation, to snatch food from the tiger's mouth from Chief Wu and Abbot Shanren. It should be put to his use!
Clearly, Yan Wuxin had long had his eye on the porcelain bottle in Wu Liang's hand.

From the very beginning, Yan Wuxin cooperated with Wu Liang, claiming they would share weal and woe, which was an outright lie.

The reason he cooperated with Wu Liang at that time was because he had no other choice but to rely on this young man's power to help him get rid of the mushroom poison.

Unexpectedly, this boy surprised him time and time again.

Not only is he blessed with good fortune and magical mushrooms, but he also has a porcelain bottle that can forcibly obtain mushrooms from others.

And that's not all; this kid even has a Formless Token, which allows him to control the Bronze Tower!

With so many treasures gathered in one person, how could Yan Wuxin not be moved?

Especially considering this person is only a second-level mushroom master.

Although his methods are endless, as long as he catches him off guard and kills him directly, no matter what abilities he has, he probably won't be able to cause any trouble.

For Yan Wuxin, that immortal mushroom was something he couldn't possibly hope to obtain because he lacked the means to transfer it out of his dantian.

But once Wu Liang is killed, things like the Wuxiang Order and the rules and regulations will all be his for the taking.

Even now, all the mushroom masters who had reached the fourth or fifth level of the Bronze Tower have died out, leaving only him and this boy.

If this boy is killed, no one will know what he gained.

What exactly happened here depends entirely on what he says with a simple utterance.

At the same time, he can completely eliminate the possibility that anyone knows he killed his father and made mushrooms.

After all, only Wu Liang knows that he used the blood of his relatives to refine the Bloodline Mushroom.

Based on this alone, Yan Wuxin would never allow this boy to leave alive.

"Brother Wu, go in peace."

"Blame it on your ruthlessness and decisiveness."

"If you hadn't killed Abbess Wen, I might have had some reservations and wouldn't have dared to make a move here directly."

“But with Master Wen dead, you and I are no longer in danger, and we are no longer in the same boat.”

"You have lost your value to me."

"To silence you forever, I have no choice but to ask Brother Wu to return to the Yellow Springs..."

Yan Wuxin's lips curled up, and he spoke softly.

The demonic urge that had already sprouted in his heart was now growing vigorously.

"Uh, you..."

Wu Liang was barely breathing. He opened his mouth as if to say something more.

However, Yan Wuxin no longer gave him the chance to speak.

He raised his sword and brought it down, a flash of cold light.

"Pfft!"

Wu Liang, like Master Wen, was beheaded on the spot, dying with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

The spurting blood splattered onto Yan Wuxin's face, making him look particularly frightening.

Yan Wuxin stuck out his tongue and licked the bloodstains on his face, revealing a sickly smile.

"Who could have imagined that I would be the winner?"

Just then, as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from afar.

"Ha ha……"

"Interesting. I didn't expect Brother Yan to have endured this long."

"I thought that Brother Yan should have killed me the moment I killed Abbess Wen."

That voice?

how can that be!

Upon hearing the sound, Yan Wuxin's smile froze instantly, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He quickly looked up and followed the sound.

Two inhuman beings emerged from the crack through which they had come.

A woman with a human face and a rabbit's body, hopping and skipping, was none other than Yan Zhaodi, the ancestor of the Yan family.

A blackened, mangled steed, its skin torn and flesh ripped open, was the Ferghana dragon steed that should have died.

"Master, master, this guy is so cunning, he's so scheming."

"Just as you predicted, Master, this guy really did betray you."

"Alas, how did the descendants of our Yan family all turn out like this..."

Yan Zhaodi looked displeased, her eyes filled with disappointment.

Meanwhile, the 'Blood-Sweating Dragon Steed' swayed its body and transformed into Wu Liang's appearance.

“This is only human nature. If it were me, I would probably have gone even further than Brother Yan.” Wu Liang said, glancing at Yan Wuxin, who was frozen in place.

He narrowed his eyes, showing no surprise at the outcome.

After all, he had noticed earlier that Yan Wuxin was acting strangely every time he used the ruler and measuring tape.

This guy always seems to be subtly probing his next move, trying to get him to use more methods.

It's one thing if it happens once or twice, but this guy deliberately hides his abilities every time, forcing him to come up with ideas and use his backup plans, which is just unacceptable.

For example, when facing Master Wen, he was instructed to use rules and regulations and consume Tai Sui mushrooms.

Or perhaps it was just now, when this guy clearly had the ability to activate the River of Oblivion, but he kept it hidden.

It wasn't until he revealed the Formless Order that Yan Wuxin unleashed his killing move.

This shows that this guy has a rebellious streak and is not as simple as he appears on the surface.

"You, how is this possible?"

"Since you're alive, what was that thing I just killed?"

When Yan Wuxin saw that the 'Blood-Sweating Dragon Steed' had turned into Wu Liang, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he could no longer remain calm.

He glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, then at Wu Liang and Yan Zhaodi slowly approaching, his mind a complete mess.

"Brother Yan, you're too attached to appearances."

"True and false, false and true."

"Didn't you already know that I had a level 3 False Mushroom?"

"If that's the case, why can't you tell the difference?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, the porcelain bottle and the Wuxiang Token in Yan Wuxin's hand instantly vanished like smoke...

"what?!"

Upon seeing this, Yan Wuxin's pupils contracted sharply.

Without thinking, he immediately looked at the corpse of 'Wu Liang' on the ground.

as predicted!

In the blink of an eye, Wu Liang's corpse also vanished into nothingness.

"What a trick!"

"how did you do it?"

“I’ve been following you closely. Logically speaking, you shouldn’t have had the time to pull off such a sleight of hand.”

Yan Wuxin forced himself to calm down.

However, unable to suppress his curiosity, he couldn't help but ask.

Wu Liang remained expressionless, clearly having no intention of answering his questions.

This story begins on the eighth floor, when Abbot Shanren attempted a desperate last stand, activating the Light Explosion Mushroom to perish together with them.

At that moment, as soon as the Light-shroom was detonated, he did not hesitate to use the Scapegoat to block the Light-shroom.

In those few short breaths, Wu Liang made a bold decision.

That is to take advantage of this opportunity to pull off a trick of substitution and escape unscathed.

At that time, Wu Liang was very clear that with the death of Abbot Shanren, he would definitely be punished by Abbess Wen.

After all, she had caused the death of Wu Xingzhe, and given Wen Shitai's righteous and indignant nature, she would certainly not let him off the hook.

He was merely a second-level mushroom master, and could easily be killed on the spot by Abbess Wen if he wasn't careful.

So, taking advantage of the time before the light dissipated and before everyone opened their eyes, he activated the False Mushroom, the Appearance Mushroom, and the Thousand Shapes Mushroom.

The combination of these four mushrooms is undoubtedly the ultimate move of the Formless Celestial Venerable, the Man-faced Impermanence!
Of course, the formless human face he used was merely the most basic form of a beggar, a very basic prototype.

Some even didn't dare join the Fraud Mushroom because they didn't have much lifespan left.

Even so, the beggar's face was so unpredictable that it was enough for him to fool everyone.

He secretly switched the roles, transforming himself into the dead Ferghana horse, and used a fake elephant mushroom to create a fake 'Wu Liang'.

That's right!

From that moment on, Wu Liang in everyone's eyes had become an illusion.

As for the real Wu Liang, he secretly followed along with Yan Zhaodi after Master Wen escaped.

They had been observing in secret, waiting for their chance to act.

The reason why the fake Wu Liang was able to remain unscathed when facing the nun's sharp words was precisely because he was merely a facade.

Throughout the entire process, even Master Wen failed to notice this illusion.

This is quite normal, after all, even Abbot Shanren has difficulty distinguishing the illusion created by the False Mushroom.

Wu Liang also added the appearance mushroom to this.

Appearances and illusions are intertwined, making it difficult for even a skilled detective like Wen Shitai to distinguish them without resorting to special methods.

Furthermore, given the circumstances at the time, there was no time for Master Wen to investigate.

At that time, the real Wu Liang had already secretly used the Wu Xiang Order to mobilize the Wangxiang River to cooperate with the fake Wu Liang.

As expected, Wen Shitai was suppressed and influenced by the River of Forgotten Home, and eventually died tragically at his hands.

Of course, in theory, his illusions cannot interfere with matter.

Such acts as beheading with a single sword strike, or even whipping a corpse and subjecting it to slow slicing, should not be possible.

But there are exceptions to everything...

It's important to understand that Wu Liang, through the use of the Formless Order, did not only control the fourth level.

The beasts on the eighth, seventh, sixth, and fifth floors were basically all dead, and none of them escaped his grasp.

The sixth floor, the one where he obtained the Illusion Mushroom, granted him the authority to enhance illusions within the tower.

"Brother Yan, it's a pity you failed my test."

"The reason I had the fake nun deliberately whip her corpse was to create a flaw for you."

"As a result, you couldn't resist the temptation and killed me without hesitation."

Wu Liang looked indifferent and spoke lightly.

He looked at Yan Wuxin, a hint of undisguised disappointment flashing in his eyes.

"Originally, I planned that if you could resist the temptation and ignore the demonic influence I had planted in you, I would reveal myself to you and tell you the truth, thus giving you a way out."

"Unfortunately, you have disappointed me greatly."

“You are no different from those damned people, you are not worthy to walk with me…”

(End of this chapter)