Mushroom Man

Chapter 140 The Death of Brother Yan, Wu Xiang Has Arrived (5k Subscription Request)

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Wu Liang was both annoyed and furious to hear that Yan was untrustworthy.

His face turned cold, and he no longer pretended to be as gentle and polite as usual.

As the saying goes, like father, like son.

Even the clan chief's words and actions were inconsistent; he appeared dignified on the surface but was secretly despicable.

Yan Wuxin, who once longed for his father's approval, was hardly a good person.

"What a test."

"I greatly admire Brother Wu's skills."

"But I don't think you have any ability to test me, let alone say you'll leave me a way out."

"Indeed, Brother Wu's trick of substituting one thing for another was so ingenious that even I was fooled."

After calming down, Yan Wuxin did not feel any shame for his failed backstabbing attempt and being exposed on the spot.

He sneered and took out a three-turn Oath Mushroom.

"However, Brother Wu, don't forget that we still have a vow to be together through thick and thin, to rely on each other in life and death, and to share weal and woe."

“This is the oath you made back then, Brother Wu, you can’t go back on your word.”

"Although the Oath Mushroom doesn't have the same binding power as the Poison Oath Mushroom, don't forget that I am the young patriarch of the Yan family."

"My Yan family has plenty of means to punish mushroom masters who break their oaths."

“I can break the oath, but Brother Wu may not be able to.”

"Brother Wu, you probably don't want to try what it's like to breach a contract, do you?"

As Yan Wuxin spoke, he seemed to have regained some confidence, sweeping away the gloom he felt when he was just being tricked.

Clearly, Yan Wuxin had already begun plotting how to scheme against Wu Liang back when he made the vow.

All that talk of being inseparable in life and death, sharing joys and sorrows, was just a trap he set for Wu Liang.

If Abbess Wen and the abbot hadn't died, he would naturally pretend nothing had happened and cooperate obediently with Wu Liang.

But now all those old things have passed away.

At present, with his untrustworthy third-stage cultivation, he has undoubtedly become the strongest existence here.

In this situation, any vows made previously are naturally invalid.

Agreements between the strong are true agreements, while the weak are not entitled to them.

Yan Wuxin is now the strong one, and Wu Liang is the weak one.

“Brother Wu, I know your abilities. Since you dare to step forward, you must have some tricks up your sleeve that I don’t know about.”

"But so what?"

“Now that you have made a vow, I only need to have a thought and you will suffer the pain of the backlash of the vow.”

"If I'm not mistaken, you must need to wipe the porcelain bottle and make it speak every time you use it, right?"

Do you think I would give you this chance again, given my past experience?

Yan Wuxin spoke to himself, looking at Wu Liang with a playful expression.

Clearly, Wu Liang had carefully memorized every time he used the ruler and measuring tape.

Now, they've even figured out how to use rules and standards on their own.

However, Wu Liang made no comment on this at the time.

His face was expressionless; he simply stared coldly at Yan Wuxin.

His gaze was vaguely pity-filled, as if he were looking at a fool.

Upon noticing this gaze, Yan Wuxin's expression darkened, becoming increasingly sinister.

"Brother Wu, if possible, I really don't want to tear off our mask and fight to the death here."

"After all, we've been through this battle together, so we've been through life and death together."

"Brother Wu's methods are endless; he must have received a lot of the true teachings of Wuxiang."

"How about this, let's each take a step back."

"I don't need the Formless Token or the porcelain bottle. All I need is for Brother Wu to give me forty percent of the Formless True Transmission he has obtained."

“I will now release Brother Wu from this vow, and let us truly become close friends and share the transmission of the formless.”

"Furthermore, you and I can join forces and, before the eminent Buddhist monks arrive, loot the collapsed bronze pagoda and flee far away."

"At that time, just as Brother Wu said before, we will have a companion on the path of cultivation. Who knows, we might even become Daoist partners in the future, which will become a famous story. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Yan Wuxin seemed to be wary of something, and instead of breaking off relations on the spot, he made a great concession.

You should know that he still holds the oath in his hand, and he could have easily made exorbitant demands to blackmail Wu Liang into handing over the porcelain bottle and the Wuxiang Token.

However, he did not do that; he only asked for 40% of the Formless True Teachings.

Of course, he was also using this as a form of blackmail.

For no reason at all, you expect others to hand over what you have gained.

Anyone would be unhappy in that situation.

Yan Wuxin was also aware of this, so in order to appease Wu Liang, he even went so far as to use the promise of becoming Daoist partners in the future as bait.

After all, in his opinion, he had previously revealed his female form at Chunxiang Pavilion, and his appearance was not bad.

Now that his father is dead and the Yan family is gone, he can find an opportunity to completely restore his female identity.

If you were to become Daoist partners with this kid, a second-rate genius with a third-stage cultivation level and the Yan family's inheritance, it would be hard for anyone to refuse.

Moreover, Wu Liang was able to portray Se Kong so vividly before, so his temperament should not be too different. He might also be a lecherous person.

In this situation, Yan Wuxin was fully confident that he could turn hostility into friendship with Wu Lianghua.

However, it is a pity that...

Yan Wuxin overestimated himself and underestimated Wu Liang.

"Brother Yan, you are joking."

“I have always regarded you as a ‘brother,’ but you have thought of becoming my Daoist partner. This is really wrong.”

"Moreover, a person as ungrateful and treacherous as Brother Yan is truly unworthy to travel with me."

Wu Liang glanced at him and spoke calmly.

“If Brother Yan’s reliance is merely a so-called oath, then Brother Yan can depart in peace.”

"Brother Yan has lies that can break oaths, so why can't I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zhaodi couldn't help but giggle.

Previously, Wu Liang was mentally exhausted and unconscious. Yan Wuxin had gone to find mushroom materials as instructed by Yan Zhaodi.

At that time, Wu Liang had already woken up, but he was still pondering the porcelain bottle.

At that time, Wu Liang used the Heart-to-Heart Mushroom to communicate with Yan Zhaodi in private.

Thus, they learned that Yan Zhaodi had stopped the abbot and others and obtained the Lie Mushroom.

At that time, Wu Liang had the intention of making a vow with Yan Wuxin.

So when Wu Liang woke up, he took the lie mushroom from Yan Zhaodi's hand while giving her candy.

At that moment, the two of them exchanged a glance, everything unspoken, just to prevent each other from breaking their promise.

Later, before he could even mention the oath, Yan Wuxin took out the oath mushroom instead.

Wu Liang knew there might be something fishy going on, so just like Yan Wuxin, he used a lie to make an oath and quickly broke the oath.

"This……"

Upon hearing this, it was difficult to remain calm.

He did know that Yan Zhaodi also had a "lie mushroom" in her possession.

However, if the Lie-Mushroom wants to break the oath, it must use it on the spot.

In other words, at that time, this boy had already seen through his little scheme.

She even took the Lie Mushroom from Yan Zhaodi right under his nose.

Such scheming, such cunning...

Yan Wuxin's face darkened, and he could no longer suppress his fear.

It seems this guy has made up his mind; this time things won't end well.

Very well, then let me see what other tricks this kid has up his sleeve!
Without a word of conviction, Yan Wuxin suddenly moved his head and launched an attack without hesitation!

As the saying goes, he who strikes first is the strongest, and he who strikes last will suffer.

Although he was a third-level mushroom master, Wu Liang should not have been his match.

But along the way, Yan Wuxin had witnessed firsthand just how terrifying Wu Liang was.

If Wu Liang is still regarded as an ordinary second-level mushroom master, the abbot and Master Wen are his cautionary tales.

"His penmanship startles even ghosts and gods; his words stir up wind and rain!"

Yan Wuxin roared, not daring to be careless in the slightest, and immediately used his killing move, "Spitting Pearls."

This time, however, he made some changes and added hydroid mushrooms.

The purpose of hydroponic mushrooms is to enable mushroom growers to write beautiful articles with flowing strokes.

As soon as Yan Wuxin finished speaking, he immediately pulled out a wolf-hair brush.

He composed poetry in the air while chanting incantations.

In an instant, his talent surged forth, and a storm was brewing.

Given the circumstances, it's clear at a glance that this move is anything but simple.

If Yan Wuxin succeeds in writing this poem, Wu Liang and Yan Zhaodi will surely be in big trouble.

Yan Zhaodi, needless to say, has absolutely no fighting ability.

Wu Liang possessed a considerable number of rare mushrooms, but he severely lacked methods of combat, making him considerably weaker than Yan Wuxin, a mushroom master who believed in the Dao.

It is easy to imagine that if a fight breaks out, Wu Liang's chances of winning will be very slim.

However, Wu Liang seemed completely unconcerned, appearing calm, collected, and confident.

“Brother Yan…”

"If I didn't have some confidence, would I dare to show myself and expose the deception?"

"I wonder if Brother Yan remembers how much I helped you back then to get rid of the mushroom poisoning?"

"The sympathy mushrooms and scapegoat mushrooms that you used to perform the 'shared hardship' technique were all lent to you by me."

"Since I already anticipated that you would have ulterior motives afterward, Brother Yan, can you guess whether I left any backup plans?"

Wu Liang shook his head, his tone indifferent.

Upon hearing this, Yan Wuxin broke out in a cold sweat. Without a second thought, he wanted to unleash his killing move in advance to avoid any unforeseen complications.

Unfortunately, it was too late at that moment.

With a thought flashing through Wu Liang's mind, the Bloodrage Mushroom was instantly activated!

That's right, it's a Bloodfury Mushroom!

Wu Liang had been wary of Yan Wuxin's earlier actions when Yan Wuxin borrowed the Sympathetic Mushroom and the Scapegoat Mushroom.

They had planted a trap in advance using the Bloodrage Mushroom on these two mushrooms.

The Bloodrage Mushroom's effect is to temporarily boost a person's strength, but the price is the loss of sanity.

This mushroom, when combined with other blood-derived mushrooms, is considered a good boosting mushroom.

However, if one were to activate it alone during a battle and lose their rationality, it would be tantamount to suicide.

Moreover, the means of communication that involves breaking promises requires composing poems and couplets.

Once you lose your mind, all your skills are essentially rendered useless.

"You... roar!"

Yan Wuxin's expression changed drastically, and he was about to say something.

But before he could utter a word, his bright eyes were replaced by bloodshot.

His aura surged, and with a roar, he pounced on Wu Liang on all fours like a wild beast.

"Humph."

Wu Liang snorted coldly and used the Wuxiang Order to cause the River of Forgetfulness to ripple.

Having lost his mind, Yan Wuxin had nowhere to hide or avoid, and was immediately swept away by the water and knocked to the ground.

Clusters of light, imbued with memories, emanated from him.

Yan Wuxin's body had not been modified by the Power Mushroom, so he still had the body of an ordinary person.

Even though she was originally a woman, she changed her appearance to become a man, and her physique is still much worse than that of a normal man.

Under these circumstances, Wu Liang naturally wouldn't be afraid of a weak young master.

He took three steps at a time, and as the man was knocked to the ground by the rushing River of Oblivion, he grabbed the scattered lip gun and stabbed him.

Just listen to "puff"!
Yan Wuxin was shot in the chest, bleeding profusely.

"Ahhh!"

Under the influence of the Blood Rage Mushroom, Yan Wuxin felt no pain at all. Instead, he shouted and tried to grab Wu Liang.

However, Wu Liang would never give him that opportunity.

"Zhaodi!"

Upon hearing the shouts, Yan Zhaodi rushed forward to help deal with her unfilial descendants.

Wu Liang and Yan Zhaodi, master and servant, worked together and suddenly thrust out their lip-guns!
The next moment, Yan Wuxin was sent flying by them.

With a splash, it fell into the River of Oblivion and quickly sank.

The River of Forgetfulness is extremely turbulent; falling into it would surely mean certain death.

Wu Liang stood on the shore and waited silently for a long time. When he saw that the other party did not surface, he withdrew his gaze.

Clearly, Yan Wuxin... is dead.

Compared to the abbot and others, Yan Wuxin was somewhat clever, but not much.

However, at this age, he can already be considered a genius.

At the very least, his father, a fourth-level mushroom master, didn't live as long as him, which speaks volumes.

If given time to grow, with his ability to break his promises, he might even be able to bring the Yan family back to prominence.

"Brother Yan, blame yourself for knowing too much."

"From the moment I revealed my ability to see the blue, only one person was destined to walk out of this bronze tower."

Wu Liang's expression was indifferent, and his voice was cold.

That's right, from beginning to end he never intended to give anyone a way out.

The reason he told Yan Wuxin that he had left him a way out was just empty talk.

Tormented by his conscience, he once considered the possibility of losing his life for leaving a message that was not kept.

After all, this guy had no grudge against him, his crime didn't warrant death, and he had even helped him several times.

If we spare his life, he might actually find companionship on his journey.

However, Wu Liang immediately rejected the idea as soon as it came to mind.

In this world, if a person isn't ruthless, they won't live long.

Because of momentary indecisiveness and a guilty conscience, Wu Liang let go of a huge hidden danger, which was something he could never accept.

Perhaps, as the nun said...

He is indeed somewhat selfish and self-serving, and his path is not the right one.

But so what?

How many people in this world are truly selfless?

When faced with self-interest, who isn't selfish and self-serving?

"Now everyone has paid for their blood debts."

"Little sister, I have avenged you."

"From now on, it's time for me to live for myself."

Wu Liang was lost in thought, but as his mind gradually cleared, he felt a sense of ease.

"Master, let's go quickly."

"This fourth floor is about to collapse; if we don't leave now, we won't be able to get out."

Yan Zhaodi's sudden voice brought Wu Liang back to his senses.

Wu Liang looked up and saw that the top of the fourth floor of the tower had already begun to crack, and it was estimated that it would collapse soon.

“Master, don’t underestimate me because I’m small. I’m still a second-stage Evil Beast and I have some strength.”

"How about I carry you across the river? Anyway, if the bronze tower collapses, I'll perish with it."

"Memory is of no use to me anymore."

Knowing that she was doomed, Yan Zhaodi changed her timid nature and became indifferent to the situation.

She even wanted to use her beastly body to do her part for Wu Liang, the savior who gave her candy, before she died.

"you……"

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang frowned slightly.

It's a pity that little Yan Zhaodi died like this.

If this guy survives, he'll never have to worry about mushroom refining again.

Unfortunately, he was unable to save Yan Zhaodi.

Having Yan Zhaodi carry him across the river was indeed a good idea.

I wonder if this guy will lose his memory halfway through the journey and throw me into the river.

Upon thinking of this, Wu Liang opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But just then, a hearty laugh came from the sky.

"Hahaha……"

"You can't go anywhere, so stop wasting your time."

"Only one person can leave this bronze tower, and that is me."

That voice?!
Wu Liang would never forget that voice for the rest of his life.

"Abbott..."

He looked up instantly, and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

That's right!

The person who arrived was none other than the 'Abbot'!
A streak of blood-red light spread down from the top of the tower, landing on the ground and revealing the image of Abbot Shanren.

At this moment, not only had his head grown back, but his breathing had also returned to its peak.

Perhaps it was because Abbot Shanren's robes were already tattered from the previous fighting.

So now, he somehow found a Taoist robe and put it on.

This appearance is incredibly strange and looks extremely awkward.

Then, Abbot Shanren appeared unharmed before Wu Liang.

A familiar sense of oppression enveloped his heart once again.

"Can someone live without a head?"

Wu Liang's expression froze, and a chill ran down his spine.

Now he has no means to deal with Abbot Shanren in his prime.

Who would have thought that this guy, who looked like a ghost, could actually come back to life!
"Master, master..."

"Don't be fooled, this... this guy has that formless will!"

Yan Zhaodi looked terrified, as if she had sensed something.

She stammered and hurriedly began to speak.

However, Abbot Shanren glanced at her upon hearing this.

The next moment, without any visible movement, Yan Zhaodi was sent flying backward.

"boom!"

Yan Zhaodi slammed heavily against the tower wall.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, and before she could even let out a scream, she collapsed to the ground, her fate unknown.

"Noisy!"

Abbot Shanren stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an aura of arrogance.

He didn't even glance at Yan Zhaodi, but instead looked down at Wu Liang with an arrogant and haughty air.

"Friend Wu..."

"Didn't you say you were going to the ninth level to inherit my legacy?"

"Could you have gotten lost? How did you end up here?"

(End of this chapter)