I'm the King of Curry at Hogwarts

Chapter 298 Qinglong Temple

When Chromie led Louis and Catherine to the Azure Dragon Temple, Zhu Talan was clearly in a bad mood.

"Outsiders..."

He had barely uttered half a sentence when Chromie silenced him with a kiss.

"You're the ones who came here!" Chromie said angrily. "This isn't Azeroth anymore. You came to their world, caused them so much trouble, and now you're blaming them?"

Zhu Talan immediately calmed down. Chromie's words made perfect sense. As the leader of the Shadow Sect, Zhu Talan was quite reasonable.

In fact, all Pandaren are like this, provided they are not influenced by the Sha.

For example, Zhu Talan, who was affected by the Fiend of Madness at the Shadow Temple, has a rather volatile temper. He's quick to use a Fiend-powered version of Thunderstrike to turn people into pancakes. Is that a good thing? No, it's not...

Pandaria should prioritize peace and avoid internal strife.

"Hello, young people." Old Chen clasped his hands together in a classic monk's greeting: "Thank you for lending a helping hand to Pandaria, the Pandaren are deeply grateful..."

He spoke Mandarin with a slight Sichuan accent, which Louis, who had attended university there, was naturally able to understand.

There's another funny story. When Louis first arrived in the mountain city, he couldn't understand what the locals were saying, so he had to bring a translator with him when he rented a place... But after two years, he was able to understand them completely and could even say a few words, like "my ya'er" or "my er huo".

It's said that it's hard to learn something well, but easy to learn it badly. Whether it's learning a dialect or a foreign language, swear words are always the first and easiest to learn.

"You're too kind, Master Chen," Louis replied seriously. "What I should say is that these rampaging demons are not just your problem, but also ours. We wizards cannot turn a blind eye to this."

As soon as Louis spoke, Zhu Talan's panda-like face, which had been a little unhappy, immediately relaxed. To be able to take the world as one's own responsibility, it seems that the young man in front of him must be a person of both talent and virtue.

The Panda people admire young people like this the most.

"Let me introduce you. I am Chen Stormstout, a Pandaren monk. This is Zhu Talan, the leader of the Shadows Sect. And this young lady beside him is Tao Shi, a Shadows Sect spy." Old Chen patted his round belly and introduced them to Louis with a smile.

Louis briefly introduced himself and Catherine, and Old Chen's dark circles immediately appeared.

This setup doesn't look very good: a Brewmaster, two Windwalkers, and two wizards who obviously don't have much healing ability...

He looked at Chromie with a questioning gaze.

"Originally, I planned to have the traveling scholar, Mr. Zhou Zhuo, come over, considering he's a Mistweaver Monk, but Lu... I've thought about it carefully, and Zhou Zhuo's hands are a little... um..." Chromie organized his thoughts, neither betraying Louis nor uttering the word "owe": "A little too fast."

He thought the three pandaren would be unhappy, but to his surprise, Zhu Talan and Old Chen both nodded repeatedly. A look of lingering fear appeared on the panda's face: "You did the right thing, Ms. Chromie. I would rather venture into the Dread Wasteland by myself than act with Mr. Zhou Zhuo..."

Well, it seems Zhou Zhuo's reputation for being a troublemaker is quite well-known at this point.

"Of course, I can't participate in this battle; you'll have to deal with it yourselves," Chromie said quickly. To avoid being scolded by Louis, she immediately opened a time portal and disappeared into the quicksand, leaving the group staring at each other in disbelief.

"Are you guys ever going to stop chatting? We're almost at our breaking point!"

A strong female voice came from the courtyard of Qinglong Temple. The group exchanged glances and quickly went inside.

The battle situation did not look ideal. In the sky, the circling Azure Dragon Yulong was fighting a gray-black shadow. The battlefield on the ground was also clearly divided. On one side, a female Pandaren was leading a group of Jinyu and Pandaren Guards, fighting against the gray-black twisted creature on the other side. Every now and then, Jinyu Guards were infected by the Sha energy spewed from the twisted creature's mouth. However, the female Pandaren was quite strong and even had the strength to rescue the unfortunate ones infected by Sha energy from their doubts.

"Liu Yanxin! Hold on!" Old Chen roared, a golden light flashed above his head, and he had already activated the Ox Stance. His round body rolled over at an unscientific angle, and at the same time, he pulled out a large wine barrel from somewhere and smashed it into the middle of a group of evil energy monsters.

The hatred cast by the drunken spirit was relatively stable. Immediately afterwards, emerald green vortexes rapidly rose around Old Chen, pulverizing the smaller demons.

Louis, with his sharp eyes, spotted a humanoid figure flash by behind a wall around the corner. He immediately drew his wand and, before the figure could cast a spell, cast an enhanced Ironclad Charm on Old Chen.

"Old Chen!" Louis shouted.

The crimson curse struck the Ironclad Curse, but deflected to a monkey infected by the evil energy. The monkey screamed in madness, shattered into pieces, and vanished into the world.

Old Chen also noticed the commotion. After Louis cast the Ironclad Charm, he quickly rolled forward, trying to close the distance with the dark wizard. However, adult wizards are not easy to deal with. His body suddenly twisted and he used Apparition to move to the other side.

He was met with Catherine's curse and Tao Shi's shattered jade lightning.

"Protego!"

The black wizard shouted loudly, and at the same time, he Apparated again, approaching Liu Yanxin, who was using the Azure Dragon Statue to guide the soothing mist. He raised his wand, about to cast a spell, when Zhu Talan, who had arrived, grabbed his arm with a bear paw and then struck the black wizard in the face with a fierce tiger paw.

The punch landed solidly. In the black wizard's mind, it was as if a church mass was being held, with hymns and bells ringing out all at once. But his years of combat instincts still allowed him to quickly cast a spell with his other hand, without a staff, to protect himself.

Zhu Talan, of course, wouldn't tolerate him. With three powerful punches of his bear paw, he unleashed the Thunderclap Strike, shattering the iron armor spell and then punching the black wizard in the stomach, causing him to arch his body like a shrimp.

At this moment, Louis finally saw his true appearance... oh no, it wasn't exactly seeing it clearly. He was wearing a black pointed wizard's hat and a standard half-skull mask typical of Death Eaters. He didn't look like a good person at all.

Come to think of it, who in their right mind would bother putting skulls and such on their body for no reason? In Azeroth, it seems only warlocks and necromancers like to do that.

It's too abstract.

The dark wizard was vomiting bile, almost throwing up his dinner from the night before. Louis, in a fit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, waved his hand and cleaned the floor spotlessly.

At this moment, the Sha also surged up from where the dark wizard had just appeared like a tide. Among them were many magical creatures, such as Grindylow and monsters like Red Hat. However, with Louis and Catherine, two wizards who were good at group ranged attacks, the speed at which the Sha were cleared was more than ten times faster than before.

It's hard to say whether they're wizards or mages now, since they're very skilled at wizard spells and even more skilled at mage magic.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover," Zhu Talan said approvingly, watching Louis effortlessly unleash a series of chain lightning bolts that turned a large group of Sha demons into charred remains. "There's a Pandaren saying, 'Heroes emerge from among the young.' You two are indeed young heroes. When I was your age, I was still practicing boxing in Kun-Lai Summit..."

His praise was indeed heartfelt. He had expected a fierce battle, but the henchmen were all wiped out without the three of them having to lift a finger.

To be honest, Louis had only ever seen this way of speaking in martial arts novels written by old-school authors like Jin Yong or Gu Long...

But Pandaren, the Windwalker Monks are always flying around, not much different from martial arts heroes, so it's not hard to understand why they say that.

"You flatter me, Sect Leader." As Louis spoke, he unleashed another chain of lightning, clearing the entire passageway.

He glanced back briefly and saw that the black wizard was riddled with purple arrows, apparently immobilized by the three monks' dislocated tendons technique.

About half an hour had passed, and the surging demonic energy had stopped at some point. Yu Long and the gray-black shadow that were circling and fighting in the sky were also getting lower and lower. Under Liu Yanxin's organization, everyone retreated into the main hall of Qinglong Temple, leaving the spacious courtyard to Yu Long and the demonic energy.

It wasn't until they arrived in the courtyard that Louis caught a glimpse of the full form of the Sha. Unlike the Old Gods, they weren't exactly indescribable beings; at most, they were just ugly to the extreme, with a somewhat vengeful appearance.

The demon was black and white, with black, white and gray smoke constantly billowing from its head. Its head was hard to describe, its appearance was extremely distorted, with rows of eyes. If one had to describe it, it would be that it looked a bit like a worm that had become a spirit.

"Children of Pandaria! Help me!" Yulong cried out, her body writhing as she was enveloped in a cloud of blue mist.

Upon hearing Yulong's summons, the Pandaren and Jinyu people rushed forward, even Old Chen and Zhu Talan, who didn't quite believe in Yulong, joined in.

After all, he is one of the gods of Pandaria, and if a god asks for help, one should definitely lend a hand.

Without hesitation, Louis grabbed his wand and rushed out after Catherine.

The moment they stepped out of the main hall, Yi Zhi Sha let out a maniacal laugh. Then, an ominous black light flashed, and the Jinyu people who had come to their aid, as well as the Panda people, including Zhu Talan and Lao Chen, all stopped attacking Yi Zhi Sha.

They looked around in disbelief, then, without anyone noticing, someone started a fight with the people around them.

Aside from Catherine and Louis, the two exchanged a glance, and Catherine asked hesitantly, "What...what's wrong with them?"

"The Mind Control skill of the Doubtful Demon makes you suspicious of the people around you..." Louis sighed, and then cast a knockout spell on Zhu Talan and Lao Chen, who were fighting the most enthusiastically, and the two of them finally woke up from the mind control.

"What...what's wrong with us?" The two looked at their bear paws with suspicion, somewhat doubting their own...no, their very existence.

As seasoned Pandaria monks, how could they have their minds controlled by the enemy?

I feel somewhat ashamed to face my elders in Jiangdong.

"I don't recommend that you two start suspecting Xiong Sheng right now," Louis suggested casually. "You two aren't the only ones being mind-controlled. I think it's better to wake them up... It wouldn't be good if they got carried away fighting and someone got killed..."

Louis was referring to Liu Yanxin, who was currently beating up a Jinyu man. The Jinyu man had already been woken up by the beating, but he was clearly unable to cause any harm to Liu Yanxin. So he could only passively endure Liu Yanxin's beatings without any power to fight back.

The two rushed over, and Old Chen restrained Liu Yanxin, who was still going berserk. Liu Yanxin struggled with a ferocious expression, but she was no match for Old Chen, the strong and muscular wine connoisseur, and could not break free at all.

"Speaking of which, I've wanted to try this feeling for a long time." Zhu Talan smiled wickedly. Liu Yanxin, as a priestess of Qinglong Temple, had often bullied him during debates. Now that he had this opportunity for revenge in a fair and square way, he had no sentimentality whatsoever. Instead, with the heart of a beast, he threw a punch at Liu Yanxin's chubby face.

Not bad, he held back a bit. In the end, realizing something was wrong, he changed his punch to a slap, slapping Liu Yanxin's chubby face with a big slap, making the fat on her face jiggle a couple of times.

"Did you do this on purpose, Zhu Talan!" These were the first words Liu Yanxin uttered after regaining consciousness.

"Old Chen said you won't wake up if I don't hit you hard enough," Zhu Talan said, quickly changing the subject: "I think we should rescue everyone else first. Look at that Jinyu man, you hit him... ouch..."

Upon hearing Zhu Talan's words, the Jinyu man on the ground obediently spat out a tooth.

"Alright, I'm sorry, Sage Mali..." Liu Yanxin apologized very honestly. The highly respected Jinyu-man Water Speaker Sage Mali had already gained knowledge and foresight countless times in the Everlasting Spring. This old man was a treasure in the Azure Dragon Temple...

"Cough cough... I'm fine, I'll go save people first..." Sage Marie coughed twice, pretending to be serious, but judging from his appearance, he obviously just wanted to lie on the ground and slack off.

With only a few gold coins a month, what's the point of risking his life? Besides, the Water Speaker Prophet isn't a combat specialist. After being beaten to this state by Liu Yanxin, he felt he had to lie on the ground for a while longer, otherwise he would be letting down the peasant woman who punched him three times.

Meanwhile, with the help of Louis and Catherine, the battle between Yulong and Yizhi Sha was about to reach a conclusion.

(End of this chapter)