Mushroom Man

Chapter 222 A Gathering of Heroes, No Return

"Master!"

"Your disciple begs your master to subdue the demon and capture the wicked child."

"If it weren't for that bastard, how could I have fallen to this state, and how could the Wu family have been destroyed?"

“My disciple’s parents both died because of that bastard.”

"A blood feud that cannot be forgiven!"

"Your disciple only begs your master to allow that bastard child to be reunited with you..."

Wu De's tone was full of resentment and malice, sending chills down one's spine.

Clearly, he already knew the whole story and understood who was responsible for his miserable situation.

He is now filled with resentment!
Why?
Why does that bastard child have such good fortune?
He was clearly more qualified than that bastard, so why wasn't he the one to inherit the Demon Suppression Tower?

Why is it that this bastard, who committed such heinous acts and harmed the entire Wu family, can still escape justice and live freely?
But he was destined to become a tapeworm in Zhuge Huowang's stomach, unable to live or die.

He is not willing!

He wanted that unforgivable bastard to reap the consequences of his sins and come to join him!
"Ugh……"

"Child, you're getting too attached to appearances..."

Zhuge Huowang rubbed his stomach, looking compassionate and sympathetic.

He shook his head and said nothing more.

The next moment, Zhuge Huowang took another step and disappeared without a trace.

And the direction he went was Bajiao Mountain!

……

Bajiao Mountain, Baijiao Tribe.

The night was dark and the wind was howling.

The campfire inside the village crackled and popped as the firewood burned.

The light from these campfires dispelled much of the darkness of the night.

Perhaps it's because the rogue cultivators of Bajiao Mountain have become increasingly arrogant and disregard the two major tribes.

Consequently, the White Horn Tribe's defenses became even more stringent than before.

The White Horn Mushroom Master on night watch patrolled back and forth at the White Horn Mountain gate, afraid of letting in even a petty scoundrel.

However, while they could stop ordinary mushroom growers, they couldn't stop Wu Liang.

"came back……"

"The White Horn Tribe's defenses are completely unchanged from before. Isn't that a bit too lax?"

Wu Liang, stealthily taking advantage of the fact that human faces can change shape, blended into the food-buying team and easily returned to the White Horn Tribe.

Thanks to the Third Young Master's memories, he knew the White Horn Tribe's defenses perfectly.

Previously, he had entered and exited the White Horn Tribe several times without anyone noticing.

It was initially thought that the worsening situation at Bajiao Mountain might make it even more difficult for the Baijiao tribe to enter and exit.

Unexpectedly, he managed to sneak in with just a slight effort.

"It seems that the White Horn Tribe has indeed declined. Those White Horn Mushroom Masters seem to be on high alert, but in reality, it's all just for show."

"If it weren't for the fact that the White Horn Chief, a fourth-level mushroom master, was in charge, it would have been easy to wipe out the White Horn tribe."

As Wu Liang walked through the White Horn Tribe, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

However, he also knew that the reason he was able to sneak in so easily was largely due to the unpredictable and mysterious nature of his "human face" killing move.

It's clearly only a third-level killing move, yet even ordinary fifth-level mushroom masters can't see through its changes.

With this revamped killing move at his disposal, sneaking past a group of second-tier mushroom masters and infiltrating the White Horn Tribe would be incredibly easy.

On the other hand, Morobi and the others did not have Wu Liang's abilities.

"One must not be too arrogant..."

"I feel like I've been getting a little too arrogant these past few days, just like before."

"Is it because of a hidden danger in the bloodline, or because you've absorbed too many fragments of Blood River Ancestor's memories during this period?"

Wu Liang frowned, and the slight disdain that had just flashed in his eyes was quickly replaced by seriousness and suspicion.

For some reason, ever since he stepped into the White Horn Tribe, he has always felt inexplicably uneasy, as if something bad is about to happen.

It was this feeling that made Wu Liang realize that he might have been affected again, and his arrogance was able to be somewhat restrained.

He silently urged the Calm Mushroom to reflect on whether he had overlooked anything during his trip.

However, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find any oversight.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking it?"

Wu Liang frowned and returned to the Third Young Master's tiger-skin tent under the cover of night.

But outside the tent, Iron Slave remained loyal and dutiful, guarding the area without complaint or regret.

As soon as Wu Liang approached, dressed as a certain White Horned Mushroom Master, he was stopped by Tie Nu.

Tie Nu stepped forward, his hand, as large as a millstone, directly shoving it in front of Wu Liang's eyes.

His eyes were cold and devoid of emotion; though he did not speak, his meaning was clear.

No loitering!

However, Wu Liang was no idle man.

"Step aside."

Wu Liang glanced at him and spoke calmly.

The next moment, the third-stage puppet mushroom in the dantian moved slightly.

Iron Slave was slightly taken aback, only then realizing that the guy in front of him was his master.

He silently lowered his head and stepped aside.

Wu Liang nodded slightly, indicating that he should follow him into the tiger-skin tent.

Inside the tiger-skin tent, the candlelight flickered, and everything remained exactly as it had been when he left, unchanged.

It seems that the Iron Slave has done a good job during this period, and indeed has not let anyone in.

"Iron Slave informed me of what has happened in the White Horn Tribe these past few days." "Also, has anyone come looking for the Third Young Master these past few days?"

Wu Liang's appearance shifted slightly, reverting to that of the Third Young Master.

He sat imposingly on the animal-skin bed and activated the Heart-Sound Mushroom.

The Iron Slave was unable to speak, but the two could communicate through their thoughts.

Upon hearing the voice, Tie Nu was initially taken aback, but quickly recovered.

Having never communicated through telepathy before, he was still not very familiar with it.

Consequently, their thoughts were expressed haltingly, and they could only communicate with difficulty.

"Bai, the White Horn Tribe, recently, nothing major has happened."

"In recent days, only the second young master has come to request an audience with Madam Hong."

"But I stopped it."

"Besides that, there is nothing else."

Iron Slave's eyes flickered uncertainly, and after he finished speaking, he silently lowered his head.

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang first frowned.

However, his brows quickly relaxed, and he no longer suspected anything.

"Only the second young master came..."

"This is not unexpected..."

Wu Liang stroked his chin, thinking about this.

The second young master came to see Madam Hong, clearly because of the matter of Morobi.

Previously, he transformed into the Red Lady and tricked him into cooperating with the Black Horn Tribe, making them contribute a Half-Step Smile Pill.

Without that Half-Step Madness of Laughter, it wouldn't have been so easy to take down the High Priest so readily.

After all, the High Priest is a veteran third-tier mushroom master.

If it weren't for the restraint of the Half-Step Madman with a Smile, who would have recovered and summoned his beast, he and Morobi would never have won so easily.

"In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the White Horn Tribe was thrown into chaos, and the mountain gate was opened."

"To accomplish all this safely, we'll need the Second Young Master's help. It seems it's time to wrap things up."

"As for the eldest young master, he is not a concern."

"Having not shown up for so long, he must still be busy with that impossible Octagonal Holy War."

Wu Liang shook his head, already having made up his mind.

Thinking of this, he immediately wrote a letter in the name of Madam Hong.

The gist of the message is that they want to invite the second young master to the main tent for a chat and to drink celebratory wine together.

"Iron Slave, give this to the Second Young Master."

Wu Liang casually handed the letter to Tie Nu.

Tie Nu took the letter, and without saying a word, he accepted the order and left.

After he left, Wu Liang waved his hand, and the Demon Suppression Tower spun around.

The next moment, Lady Red appeared inside the tent.

She looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, completely bewildered.

However, when she saw Wu Liang, her confusion vanished instantly, and she immediately asked with a hint of curiosity, "Father, where is this?"

“This is outside the Demon Suppression Tower. Whatever happens later, just stand next to me. You don’t need to say anything,” Wu Liang said calmly.

He flipped his hand and took out a bag of soybeans that he had bought on a whim outside.

"Second-stage Warrior Mushroom, it seems you have completed the refining process."

"Take these beans and remember to obey my orders at all times. Do not act without my permission."

"If you perform well this time, you can stay by my side from now on and won't have to stay in the Demon Suppression Tower all day."

"If he doesn't perform well, I'll replace him with a mistress."

Upon hearing this, Madam Hong quickly took the beans and nodded emphatically.

She despised the Third Young Master the most, and she was unwilling to let that guy steal her chance to follow her father.

Seeing this, Wu Liang said nothing more, but closed his eyes and began to rest.

Now everything is ready, we just need to wait for the Second Young Master to arrive, and then we can take him down just like we did with the Third Young Master.

The Second Young Master is merely a third-stage initial-level Slave Master. If he can launch a surprise attack and cooperate with the Iron Slave, it shouldn't be difficult to take down this guy.

The only thing to be careful about is not making too much noise.

Fortunately, when he arrived, he had borrowed three-turn soundproof mushrooms from Morobi.

As long as the Second Young Master keeps the appointment, Wu Liang will make sure he never returns!
And at the same time...

Unbeknownst to anyone, the White Horn tribe had also quietly welcomed an uninvited guest.

In a corner, a head peeked out furtively.

"Is this the White Horn Tribe?"

"That big fat sheep from before seems to be the third young master of this tribe."

The man crawled out from underground, glancing around furtively from time to time; he looked rather sleazy.

And this person was none other than Bai Lai, who never came for nothing.

Bai Lai's eyes darted around, as if searching for something good.

Ever since the farce at the last auction, he had originally planned to leave Bajiao Mountain and seek a way to leave the Western Regions elsewhere.

But as soon as he left Bajiaoshan, his old problem resurfaced. He felt something was amiss and was truly unwilling to leave empty-handed.

Throughout his life, Bai Lai was a thief who never left empty-handed; he never came into the world empty-handed.

However, it was in this small Bajiaoshan that his rules were broken, making his trip a wasted one.

How could he possibly accept this?

After some internal struggle, Bai Lai decisively turned back...

Planning to steal a big one!
(End of this chapter)