Mushroom Man

Chapter 217 Mutual Repulsion of Dao Traces, A Deception is Imminent
Are the Dao traces mutually exclusive?

Wu Liang's eyes suddenly flashed, and only then did he realize what he had overlooked!
As we all know, everything in the world bears traces of the Dao.

The Mushroom Master was no exception, but because he was too weak, the Dao Marks on his body were incomplete and could only be called Dao Mark Fragments.

Only those high-level mushroom masters, or those mushroom immortals, have complete Dao traces on their bodies.

There is no compatibility between different Dao traces; on the contrary, they are mutually exclusive.

If a fire path mark encounters a water path mark, the two will produce a severe mutual repulsion, with very serious consequences.

Of course, the mushroom master only has fragments of Dao traces on his body, or a few scattered Dao traces.

Therefore, even if the Dao marks are mutually exclusive, the impact is far less than that on those immortals who have hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of Dao marks on their bodies.

The mutual repulsion between the Mushroom Master and the Dao Mark will at most only cause the activation of mushrooms to be affected, making them difficult to activate and less effective.

If a mushroom master has fire-path marks on their body, then trying to activate water-path mushrooms will cause the marks to repel each other, thus greatly reducing their power!
This is why most mushroom masters in the world only specialize in one style.

Even if it's to make up for a weakness, it's just a matter of studying one school of thought as a side job.

The previous killing move by Master Bone, which resulted in the complete loss of his body, actually utilized the principle of mutual repulsion of Dao traces.

Among these schools, the one with the most severe mutual exclusion of Dao traces is actually the one based on strength.

Many of the powerful mushrooms are related to their own transformation.

The mushroom master used a lot of powerful mushrooms, so naturally, fragments of the power would be engraved on his body.

In this situation, other types of mushrooms will be affected to some extent.

This is why the mushroom masters Wu Liang had seen, such as Wu Xingzhe and Morobi, rarely activated mushrooms from other schools.

"I see……"

Wu Liang's thought flashed through his mind, and he understood immediately.

No wonder he could change his appearance at will when he used to activate the Human Face Impermanence Technique.

However, after he refined the White Elephant Giant Mushroom, he felt a slight stagnation when he tried to activate the Human Faceless Form.

It turns out it was because the Dao traces were mutually exclusive...

Morobi's words were a wake-up call!

Wu Liang remained outwardly calm, but his mood had already plummeted to rock bottom.

He shook his head and said casually, "Thank you for your concern, Miss Morobi..."

"However, Miss Morobi, have you forgotten that my master is a holy immortal?"

"He had long been prepared for this, so there is a reason why I did this."

Wu Liang naturally couldn't show weakness in front of Morobi, so he maintained a calm and composed demeanor.

Upon seeing this, the suspicion on Morobi's face vanished instantly.

yes……

This guy is a member of the Holy Sect, and he has a master who is suspected to be an immortal. How could he not know the principle of mutual repulsion of marks?

Thinking of this, Morobi waved her hand and said, "It seems I'm worrying about things that don't concern me."

"Since Brother Mushroom also wants to refine the Dragon Elephant Giant Mushroom, then I'll say something."

As she spoke, she unfolded the mushroom recipe written by Wu Liang.

"The White Elephant Giant Mushroom and the River-Turning Dragon Mushroom needed here are not hard to find."

"As far as I know, you can buy White Elephant Giant Mushrooms on the market, but the price is a bit high."

"As for the River-Turning Dragon Power Mushroom, by sheer coincidence, I happen to have one on me, but I haven't had time to refine it yet."

"This was refined by my mother from that little beast king. It's very rare on the market; you can only find it in big cities."

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

What is the origin of this woman's mushroom-making technique?

Even the Three-Turn River-Turning Power Mushroom can be refined from other people's corpses...

Morobi didn't notice the change in Wu Liang's expression and continued to look at Gu Fang, talking eloquently.

"As for the Dragon Elephant Giant Mushroom, the two types of mushroom materials required, ambergris and ivory, are rather difficult to find."

"Ambergris is easy to find; it's said that it's found in Beihai."

"When we go to Beihai, it shouldn't be too difficult to find ambergris if we spend some time and effort."

"And Ivory White comes from the three-turn mushroom beast, the Winter Elephant."

"As far as I know, winter elephants only live in extremely cold places."

"But ever since the passing of Zhenwu Tianzun, the four continents have warmed up, the ice path has gradually declined, and there are very few extremely cold places left."

"It's possible that the winter elephant is already extinct."

When Morobi got to this point, her face showed difficulty, and her tone even carried a hint of resentment.

After all, she had spent a lot of money to get the recipe for the Dragon Elephant Giant Mushroom.

However, the mushroom materials needed to make this mushroom may have already become extinct.

Without a doubt, she was tricked by Wu Liang!

Wu Liang was also aware of this.

He stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Miss Morobi, do not worry..."

"The ivory white elephant produced in winter may not have disappeared."

"Of course, even if they have become extinct, there must be a replacement."

"Otherwise, how are the Dragon Elephant Giant Mushrooms on the market made?"

Upon hearing this, Morobi thought about it again and realized that it did make sense, which softened her expression.

The two discussed the mushroom recipe back and forth, exchanging their thoughts.

During this time, Wu Liang even proposed to exchange the slave path inheritance or the blood path inheritance for Morobi's River-Turning Dragon Power Mushroom.

However, it is obvious...

Morobi, a powerful mushroom master, had no interest in the Blood Dao or the Slave Dao except for the Dao of Transformation of the Formless Inheritance.

Wu Liang failed to obtain the River-Turning Dragon Mushroom, so he had to give up for the time being.

And it was during this casual, rambling conversation that...

Suddenly! Wu Liang felt the Wuxiang Token in his arms and trembled slightly!
The next moment, a piece of information inexplicably appeared in his mind.

The gist of it is that the scam will be repeated in seven days.

Wu Liang and Morobi exchanged a glance simultaneously.

Clearly, the news that the scam would be held again seven days later was not unique to Wu Liang, but was received by all the successors of Wuxiang.

"Seven days later..."

"I wonder what tricks they're up to this time. Can't that Wuxiang Tianzun just explain himself clearly?"

Moro scratched her head, quite annoyed by it.

She hates these kinds of convoluted riddles the most.

They set up a scam, but didn't tell them what they were supposed to do.

Those guys involved in the scam were all scheming and had ulterior motives; they would carefully consider what they were saying before they even spoke.

Morobi was least skilled at lying and dealing with people.

Last time during the scam, she only said a few words before revealing her information, which led to Wu Liang coming to her door.

Having learned this lesson, Morobi now gets a headache whenever she hears about a scam.

"Seven days is enough..."

"Let's try to escape the Western Regions before the scam starts, to avoid any unnecessary complications."

"For the next three days, I will stay in the Blackhorn tribe to help Miss Morobi plant caged birds for those Blackhorn mushroom masters."

"As for the White Horn Tribe, I have a puppet watching over them, so there shouldn't be any problems in the short term."

Wu Liang was not averse to the fact that the scam would be held again in seven days; in fact, he was secretly looking forward to it.

After all, the group of "Successors of the Formless Sect" in the scam were all very nice-talking and could provide him with a lot of information.

If it weren't for the information brought by those Wuxiang successors, he might have been completely clueless and foolishly headed towards the Four Symbols Boundary Wall.

Morobi had no objection to this and nodded slightly.

"Alright, I'll have to trouble you during this time, Brother Mushroom."

"Once we escape and reach Beihai, we must have a good celebratory drink!"

Is this a celebratory drink?

Hopefully, everything goes smoothly in three days, and we can share a celebratory drink together...

Wu Liang silently walked out of the tiger-skin tent, looking in the direction of the White Horn Tribe, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

For some reason, he always had a sense of foreboding that made his heart pound...

Wu Liang frowned and muttered to himself.

"Could it be that I've overlooked something?"

……

White Horn Tribe.

Outside the leader's tent.

"Damn it, has that evil scoundrel discovered something? Why isn't he back yet?"

The young master grumbled and paced back and forth.

"What's the rush, brother?"

"I have locked down the information as instructed by my father."

"I have temporarily locked up all the white mushroom masters who knew about this that day, for fear that the news would be leaked."

"Now, apart from you, me, and Father, no one else in the entire White Horn Tribe knows that Third Brother is dead and that the demonic villains have switched the bodies."

"Under these circumstances, there is absolutely no way that the evil scoundrel would know that he has been exposed."

The second young master stood aside, quite confident about this.

Upon hearing this, the young master snorted coldly.

"It's good that the evil scoundrel didn't notice anything amiss..."

"That guy tricked me, I'm going to tear him to pieces."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, turned to look at the second young master, and asked, "Oh by the way, has there been any movement from the Black Horn Tribe?"

"Since that evil scoundrel hasn't returned, he must still be staying in the Black Horn Tribe."

"Something might have happened over there, which is why he hasn't returned yet."

Upon hearing this, the second young master shook his head and said, "The Black Horn Tribe hasn't made a move at all..."

"But that's strange. The Black Horn Tribe is so quiet. Something must have happened."

“I sent people to investigate beforehand and found that all the mushroom masters in the Black Horn tribe have been hiding away recently.”

"Nowadays, you can't find any black horn mushroom masters traveling around in the entire Bajiao Mountain area."

"Those rogue cultivators are causing quite a stir. Some of the bolder ones have even started seizing the Black Horn Tribe's territory outside the area."

As the second young master finished speaking, the hoarse, deep voice of the White Horn leader drifted over.

"Heh, just as I expected."

"The fact that the Black Horn Mushroom Master is hiding out of the village must mean that Namorobi has joined forces with the demonic villains to take over the Black Horn tribe."

"Now that the leader of Blackhorn has changed, the group of Blackhorn mushroom masters will surely be in turmoil."

"Their blockade of the Blackhorn tribe is simply an attempt to stabilize morale."

“Once the people’s hearts are at peace, that evil scoundrel will surely make a move and return to the White Horn Tribe.”

Upon hearing the sound, the eldest and second young masters immediately showed respect and looked in the direction of the sound.

Then the white-horned leader, his face covered in wrinkles, stepped out of the tiger-skin tent.

His vitality, which had been radiating from him a few days earlier, had waned, and he now appeared somewhat aged.

Behind him followed a burly man as tall as an iron tower.

The burly man wore an iron mask, his muscles bulging powerfully!
This person was none other than Iron Slave, whose bones had been crushed by the White Horn leader and who had nearly died.

(End of this chapter)