Black Journey to the West: The Imposter Star Lord

Chapter 78 The First Wave of Harvesting Begins (First Update of 10,000 Words)

There are certainly many people who share the same thoughts as the shopkeeper.

As the amount of investment from various forces continues to increase, the environment for the top teams has also changed.

Inside the Five Plague Temple occupied by the Spirit Saint Palace, steam rose, and a large red-scaled serpent coiled in the medicinal pool. The serpent's body was covered with sores, and in some places, the flesh had already cracked.

But as the amount added kept increasing, the medicinal soup had changed from its original light green to dark green, and was emitting steaming heat, causing the giant snake to unconsciously stretch out its body.

For her, who had just formed her core, it was incredibly comfortable.

As for the rankings, Orochi didn't care at all. Although she herself was ranked a little lower, she believed that there would always be teams that couldn't handle it.

"Buzz!!"

At this moment, the statue in the temple trembled again, and the dark red source of the plague turned into a wisp of red smoke that spread around the statue.

"hiss-!!!"

Black smoke billowed over the snake's body. The red-scaled snake, which had been slightly relieved by the medicinal soup, suddenly tensed up as if it were being burned by a scalding hot iron, and let out a shrill and piercing hiss that seemed to tear the space apart.

Garlic buds!

Dense, slender, and pinkish buds were breaking through the tender flesh beneath the scales at an astonishing speed, like countless pink maggots crawling out from under the skin.

"ah!!!"

Sharp screams echoed through the Five Plague Temple.

The scream came from Chen Xiang, who was almost collapsed on the ground, his body covered in blood and gore.

Tender buds grew from beneath the cracked skin, each one pink and delicate, like tiny coral hands swaying on the flesh.

As for the others, they were already too weak to even scream, lying on the ground making incoherent sobs.

Seeing that his fellow disciples were too weak to even move, Wu Peng suddenly felt relieved.

He looked up at Cao Xing every now and then, asking with concern, "How are you? Can you hold on?"

Cao Xing remained silent, his whole body trembling. Blood gushed from all ten of his fingers, and thin granulation tissue sprouted from under his nails. A piercing pain assaulted him, reminding him of the feeling when he was first born and thrown into boiling water by the Yellow Robe Monster.

Compared to the other one, Cao Xing was not in as much pain.

"Brother!!" Bixia also noticed that Cao Xing was in a bad state and gently reminded him, "Use your supernatural powers!"

It possesses supernatural powers and can avert three calamities.

If Cao Xing wished, he could simply make a hand seal and change any object to avoid the inescapable net, and naturally he would not fear the calamity of this plague.

"No, too many people are watching me!"

Cao Xing didn't care about the people in the audience; in his eyes, they were no different from the dead.

Even though he had altered the plan of the three gods, Xin Tianjun, and left a glimmer of hope for ordinary people in the initial design, Cao Xing didn't think many people would survive.

What truly made him wary were the three gods, Xin Tianjun, and Qing'e, who was currently overseeing the situation from the dark web.

The supernatural ability, "Illusion," was his last trump card for survival.

Not only could he not use his supernatural powers, Cao Xing didn't even dare to use the relic hidden in his sea of ​​consciousness.

But the pain was like a tidal wave; Cao Xing felt as if every breath he took was tearing his body apart.

Fine, if I can't afford to mess with them, I'll just avoid them.

Upon realizing this, Cao Xing immediately shifted his consciousness and uploaded it directly to the Dark Web through the pure Yin spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness.

When Cao Xing opened his eyes again, he was already sitting upright in a chair on the Dark Web.

Instantly, the pain that had been inflicted on him vanished, leaving Cao Xing feeling light and refreshed, as if he had been reborn.

"How is it? Nothing serious happened, right?"

He looked at the chaotic scene before him and asked Fairy Qing'e in a soft voice.

Fairy Qing'e didn't answer, but seeing Cao Xing lounging lazily in his chair, she couldn't help but ask softly, "Star Lord, you look very tired. Are you too busy with official duties?"

As Qing'e Fairy spoke, she gently reached out and pinched the Heavenly Net above her head, and a golden light was pinched into her fingertips.

The golden light dissipated, transforming into a pot of hot wine. Fairy Qing'e personally poured the wine, lightly flicked her fingers, and presented the cup of hot wine to Cao Xing.

Cao Xing watched Qing'e Fairy's technique and thought to himself, "So this is how it can be done."

He took the cup of hot wine, and saw that the wine in the cup was like rice porridge. Although it had the aroma of alcohol, it tasted mostly sweet.

Rice wine.

Cao Xing took a small sip and found the wine to be sweet and smooth, its aroma enveloping his entire body. This caused Cao Xing's eyes to squint slightly, his gaze becoming hazy, as if he were half-drunk and half-awake. However, this hazy feeling quickly faded away after a short while.

Instead, my mind became clear and I felt refreshed.

This is great stuff! I wonder if it's free or if I have to pay for it?

If I could bring these things down to the mortal realm, it would greatly enhance my true self. Unfortunately, it seems impossible to bring them down.

"Star Lord!"

Qing'e glanced sideways at Cao Xing.

Cao Xing immediately snapped out of his daze and slowly put down his wine glass: "Thank you, fairy. Did the plan go smoothly?"

Upon hearing this, Qing'e covered her mouth and let out a silvery laugh: "The Star Lord's methods are indeed unfathomable, which has broadened Qing'e's horizons."

Qing'e's gaze towards Cao Xing now burned with passion.

My original intention was merely to see what you, the Star Lord, could do, but I never expected to actually strike it rich.

She presented the bronze mirror to Cao Xing: "Star Lord, you see, everything is just as you planned."

Cao Xing glanced at it sideways, and he wasn't surprised at all by the result.

After all, no matter how eloquently the stock market is described, its inherently deceptive nature remains unchanged since its invention.

Moreover, there is currently no oversight, yet the rules are in their hands.

This is like a referee becoming a player on the field – it's pure cheating, and it would be strange if they didn't make money.

"Um!"

Cao Xing nodded slightly and stopped looking at the numbers in the bronze mirror. Those seemingly gleaming silver coins, each one reeked of human blood.

I just hope someone can restrain their greed and leave themselves a way to survive.

Seeing Cao Xing's indifferent reaction, Qing'e's eyes changed again.

He truly deserves to be the deputy leader of the Twenty-Eight Mansions.

If he hadn't been born a demon immortal, his path to godhood would have been far more extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Qing'e couldn't help but feel sorry for this star lord.

Immortals are divided into six paths: Heaven, Earth, Human, God, Demon, and Ghost, corresponding to the number six. However, neither the Heavenly Court nor the three religions would recognize demon immortals.

Even a great demon immortal who has cultivated to the Taiyi realm is, in the eyes of the Heavenly Court, merely a monster with slightly stronger power.

Kui Mulang had rendered meritorious service in a previous battle, had his demon bones removed, and entered the Heavenly Court through the divine path, but that could not change the fact that he was a demon immortal.

Because of this background, they cannot escape the calamity that occurs once every thousand years.

When fate cloudes one's judgment, one is no longer in control of one's own destiny.

The best way to avoid calamity is through the peaches of immortality, but since that mischievous monkey stole and ate them, the number of peaches has become scarce. It is not an easy task for the gods to avoid calamity.

Presumably, this is why this star spirit joined the dark web.

Well, this is an opportunity. Maybe we can invite him to plan a few games next time. If he's capable, I might introduce him to someone and help him find a way to make a living!

Just as Qing'e was pondering.

The bronze mirror in his hand trembled.

At the same time, the Heavenly Net within Qiongshan trembled, and strands of golden threads fell down.

"Sigh, it's all over after all. Couldn't those two idiots from Tianlong Village have been a little more patient?"

The burly man with the leopard face in the teahouse couldn't help but sigh. In the live broadcast of Tianluo, the last two Foundation Establishment cultivators from Tianlong Village couldn't hold on any longer and rolled out of the Five Plague Temple one after the other.

This means that Tianlongzhai has been completely eliminated.

Thinking that his six hundred taels of silver had gone down the drain, the leopard-faced man, though he had anticipated this outcome, was still somewhat resentful.

He casually tossed the tea money onto the table: "Forget it, I'm leaving. Damn it, I didn't even make much money on this deal."

"Alright, take care, sir!"

The waiter, Zhang Qiang, quickly got up to see the guest out.

Just as the leopard-faced man was about to leave the teahouse, a gray-white bullet screen popped up in front of him.

[Your investment in Tianlongzhai has resulted in a loss. Please make up the loss promptly, otherwise it will be deducted from the loss fee.]

Leopard-faced man: ? ? ?

Loss? What the hell?

Before the leopard-faced man could react, he found that his remaining fifty taels of silver for expenses had been deducted in an instant.

Not only was all of his money confiscated, but he also incurred a debt of 18,000 taels of silver.

[Your expenses have been severely over budget. Please pay the outstanding expenses immediately. Until the expenses are paid, all spells and magical artifacts will be unusable.]

[Your expenses have exceeded the budget. Tianluo has provided you with a loan of 3000 taels of silver for emergency use.]

Your usage fee has exceeded the limit. Please top up immediately!

"Oh no—this isn't right, how could I owe so much money? You must have made a mistake."

Seeing the damage cost pop up in front of him, the leopard-faced man panicked and could barely speak.

The people in the teahouse looked on blankly as he stood in front of the door shouting.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Qiang, the waiter, assumed that the man was simply overwhelmed by the shock and was about to step forward to comfort him, since he couldn't just let him shout and yell like that in front of his own teahouse.

"Sir, money is just an external thing, you don't need to take it so seriously."

As Zhang Qiang was speaking, he walked to the side of the leopard-faced man, but just as he was about to continue speaking, a golden thread suddenly fell from the sky and went straight into the leopard-faced man's forehead.

The next second, the 1.8-meter-tall, leopard-faced giant's muscles trembled, and his body, drawn by the Heavenly Net, transformed into specks of golden light, disintegrating and disappearing before Zhang Qiang's eyes, leaving not even a trace of his clothes—