Mushroom Man

Chapter 280 A Farce of Deception, A Swearing Extravagance

"Oh?"

Wu Liang felt the vibration of the Formless Order and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

So, without realizing it, it's already time to stage a scam?
He silently calculated the time.

When Bajiaoshan was captured by Zhuge Huowang, there were about four days left to carry out the deception.

Then they spent two more days in Fukuchi Village, but at that time Fukuchi was not yet connected to the outside world.

Therefore, the flow of time is not equal, and it is still unknown exactly how much time has passed, but it should be less than a day.

Now, this blessed land is connected to the outside world, and the flow of time is the same.

The three-day memorial service was just right; it was the perfect time for the scam to unfold.

Based on this calculation, he should have about twenty days left to live.

"Twenty days is enough..."

Once Wu Liang made up his mind, he took out ten thousand taels of silver, casually dismissed Bone Master, and ordered him to refine true qi on the side.

Master Gu had no objection to this, and after receiving the silver water, he immediately began to refine his true energy.

Wu Liang, on the other hand, sat on the ground, silently waiting for the scam to unfold.

After about three to five breaths...

Layer upon layer of mist gradually spread before his eyes.

These so-called mists can only be seen by Wu Liang, who holds the Wuxiang Token; naturally, no one else can see them.

This was the method of the Formless Celestial Venerable. Even Zhuge Huowang, the master of the blessed land, could not detect the fog spreading from the deception.

Wu Liang's eyes flickered slightly as he surveyed the surrounding mist.

But then, through the mist, the outlines of several blurry figures came into view.

Compared to the panic they felt when they were first lured into the scam, this time everyone was noticeably calmer and more experienced.

"Ok?"

Just then, Wu Liang suddenly noticed something.

Of the figures visible in the mist, only five had appeared at this moment.

If you include himself, there are only six Wuxiang disciples who were invited to join the scam.

At the same time, the other successors of the Formless lineage came to their senses and also discovered this.

Because everyone was shrouded in mist, their expressions and eyes could not be seen clearly.

However, it's easy to imagine that everyone's expressions were absolutely priceless.

"It seems that one of the two missing successors of the Formless Sect should be the member of the Holy Sect who was killed by the Thousand-Faced Man Hua Youque."

"As for the other one, it is probably already in grave danger, but it should not be the work of the Thousand-Faced Man Hua Youque."

"In just over a month, two of the eight disciples of the Formless Sect have been lost. This is far too weak. Could it be that the Formless Celestial Venerable's arrangements are just this?"

"That's fine then. Now I only hope that the other missing successor of the Formless lineage is not that Morobi."

"otherwise……"

Wu Liang remained silent, his thoughts racing, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

If there's one person he least wants to see get into trouble among all the successors of the Formless lineage, it would definitely be Morobi.

This was not because he coveted Morobi's body, but because Morobi was crucial to his plan to escape.

Without Morobi, his chances of escaping would have been greatly reduced.

While everyone was lost in their own thoughts, exchanging glances...

Suddenly someone yelled, startling everyone who turned to look in the direction of the sound.

"Heavens above, earth below, finally I have a chance to catch my breath and stop listening to that bald monk's incessant nagging."

"Mushroom Master, I'll fuck your ass!"

"My Heavenly Origin Lingzhi Mushroom, you beast who keeps your word, you beast!"

But after letting out a wail, the man immediately pointed at the crowd and began to curse.

Clearly, this person was none other than the unlucky one who had wasted his Wuxiang Hand technique and then lost the Heavenly Yuan Lingzhi Mushroom protein.

Bai Lai was unsure which of the group Wu Liang was.

All he knows is that the guy who stole his Heavenly Origin Spirit Mushroom and caused him to be captured by the Buddhist immortals is a self-proclaimed Mushroom Immortal, the Formless Successor.

Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, Bai Lai became enraged and kept talking nonstop.

The language was extremely vulgar and offensive, with each word unique and completely different, demonstrating a high level of civility.

Mushroom Real Person?
What kind of mushroom is this?

Could it be that one of them offended this guy named Bai Lai?
What kind of deep-seated hatred could make this guy so emotional that he's resorting to profanity at a scam?
For a moment, the disciples of Wuxiang looked at each other in bewilderment, their expressions shrouded in mystery, which were as strange as could be.

Some people watched the spectacle with amusement, thoroughly enjoying the show.

Some people looked disgusted and looked down on the loud, boisterous, and low-class person who had come here.

Regardless of what everyone thought, the only thing they all had in common was that they all silently remembered the name Mushroom Master.

Following the little devil Wu Liang, Mushroom Master is the second guy who has piqued everyone's curiosity.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they could never have imagined that these two were actually the same person.

Compared to the various people with their own thoughts, only Wu Liang and Morobi knew why Bai Lai was so angry amidst the deception.

That's right!

The absent successor of the Formless lineage was not absent for nothing, nor was he a Morobi.

At this moment, Morobi felt much better after hearing Bai Lai's cursing.

In a way, she was also a victim who was harmed by 'Gu Zhenren'.

Bai Lai lost the Heavenly Origin Spirit Mushroom, while she lost the All-Out Effort Mushroom. However, compared to Bai Lai, she was clearly not as unlucky.

At least she truly and safely arrived in Beihai.

Judging from what Bai Lai said, this guy seems to have some connection with Buddhist monks.

No matter how you look at it, this person is much worse off than her.

When Morobi thought of this, she felt much better.

Meanwhile, perhaps because of Bai Lai's incessant and endless cursing.

The group, who had originally intended to exchange information and find out why two of the Formless Successors were absent, didn't even have a chance to speak.

At that moment...

The 'Young Master,' who had orchestrated the previous scam and left behind the information that a celestial being would protect the successor of the Formless One, couldn't help but step forward.

"Brother Bai, why don't we talk things out calmly and rationally?"

"We are all disciples of the Formless lineage. If there are any misunderstandings, why not just talk them out?"

"I don't know what kind of grudge you have with that Mushroom Master."

"But I know that simply resorting to insults is not the way to solve the problem."

"Why don't you give me some face, Brother Bai, and we can have a proper chat first?"

"I am willing to act as a go-between and mediate the feud between you and that Mushroom Master."

The young master spoke in such a gentle and refined manner, so kind and amiable.

The air of a noble young master and his refined manners truly befit the title of "young master."

But others may not know, but surely Wu Liang knows?
See that Qing had already told him!
This so-called young master is none other than the flower thief on the Demon Slayer List, the Thousand-Faced Gentleman Hua Youque!
What a 'young master'! It's all an act by this womanizer.

Now that this flower is incomplete, the reason it steps forward at this time, acting like a good-natured person, is to mediate in a seemingly respectable manner.

It's not because there's no successor; we're all a loving family.

It's because this guy didn't want Bai to cause trouble and ruin the scam.

It should be noted that, according to the secrets revealed by Kanshouqing,

This scam was orchestrated by this guy himself.

The guy's purpose was obvious: he wanted to use this deception to find out about the other successors of the Formless Sect, so that the Unlucky Taoist could kill them one by one.

However, if Bai Lai continues to cause trouble like this, the scam will definitely be ruined, causing his plan to fail.

That's why this guy stepped forward to take charge at this time.

In the end, he's nothing more than a hypocrite, a scheming and manipulative scoundrel...

A hint of mockery flashed in Wu Liang's eyes, and he chuckled to himself.

At this moment, Hua Youque was completely unaware that he had already been exposed to someone's eyes.

He continued to act like a refined gentleman, speaking eloquently in an attempt to quell Bailai's anger.

however……

Who is Bai Lai?

He's a tough nut to crack, a scoundrel, a petty thief, why would he listen to Hua Youque's nonsense?

Bai Lai, with his nostrils flared, showed no politeness and began to hurl profanities as soon as he spread his arms wide.

"Who the hell do you think you are, trying to act all high and mighty in front of me?!"

"I'm giving you face, but what face do you have?"

"That guy stole my mushrooms and got me into trouble. I'm furious right now, so what's wrong with cursing a bit?"

"You're jumping out at this time, could it be that you're that Mushroom Immortal?"

"Well, I didn't come looking for you, but you've come looking for me instead."

"Don't think that just because you have a master who is a holy immortal, I'll be afraid of you."

"Your master isn't much better; he can't even beat a bald Buddhist monk..."

Bai Lai's mouth was as sweet as honey, one sentence after another, leaving no room for others to get a word in edgewise.

Meanwhile, everyone learned that the so-called Mushroom Immortal's master was actually an immortal from the Holy Sect.

For a moment, everyone involuntarily gasped.

Good heavens, there's actually a disciple of an immortal among them?!
The scholar and the flower were both missing, and upon hearing this, their expressions changed slightly.

The "scholar" was also known as the all-knowing scholar. He originally thought that being able to connect with immortals was already a great privilege.

I didn’t expect that there are always people better than you.

Among the successors of the Formless lineage, there is someone even more powerful than him!
He had merely exhausted his family fortune to ask an immortal for help, but the immortal turned out to be a disciple of the immortal.

How can we compare to others?

As expected of the successors of the Formless lineage, none of them are simpletons...

Bai Xiaosheng sighed inwardly, filled with envy.

Meanwhile, Hua Youque, upon learning that there was actually a disciple of an immortal among them, froze for a moment, his gentle and refined expression hidden in the mist.

'trouble……'

'I never imagined that besides myself, there would be someone else among the successors of the Formless lineage who is a disciple of an immortal.'

'These inheritors of the Formless lineage are indeed not to be underestimated.'

Hua Youque didn't even care, and Bai Lai insulted him with his words.

His attention was completely drawn to the phrase "disciple of an immortal," and a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes...

(End of this chapter)