Chapter 279: If Heaven Wants To Rain And You Want To Die, This Seat Cannot Stop You!
Youdu Mountain—
The entire body was pitch black, gloomy and dark, the whole mountain seemed to have been soaked in ink, extremely dim, before even entering, a smell of extreme decay could be detected.
It was like drawing a piece of rotten wood from a river filled with corpses.
【 Do you still want to proceed? This is a death trap. 】
Ming Zhaoshuang sighed.
Indeed, this formation was the same as the one guarded by Alchemy Saint Yixu in the Talisman Saint’s Secret Realm—in both, spiritual power was lost in poison mist, and the body was eroded by the poison mist.
She raised her eyes, but saw Tan Zhu looking somewhat dazed, just as she was about to speak, she heard a very familiar voice coming:
“Stop! Resentful energy ahead, all spiritual power will be lost. Those below the Mid-stage Mahayana cultivation stage should take a detour, or you’ll be the ones getting ‘sliced’! This Seat will only remind you once.”
“Stop! Resentful energy ahead, all spiritual power will be lost. Those below the Mid-stage Mahayana cultivation stage should take a detour, or you’ll be the ones getting ‘sliced’! This Seat will only remind you twice.”
“Stop! Resentful energy ahead, all spiritual power will be lost. Those below the Mid-stage Mahayana cultivation stage should take a detour, or you’ll be the ones getting ‘sliced’! This Seat will only remind you thrice.”
“Forget it, if heaven wants to rain and you want to die, This Seat can’t stop you. If you like courting death, then court death. This Seat is going to sleep!”
Ming Zhaoshuang: “……”
Tan Zhu chuckled softly: “Martial Uncle Feng is really amusing, it’s amazing she could think of such a voice message.”
Ming Zhaoshuang held her forehead: “Fourth Senior Sister, isn’t this checkpoint the one Martial Uncle Yixu is responsible for? Why is it my Honored Master’s voice?”
She didn’t want to acknowledge such an embarrassing moment at all.
Tan Zhu said: “My Honored Master said she’s not as playful as Martial Uncle Feng.”
Ming Zhaoshuang: “……”
So, she apprenticed herself to a show-off.
Tan Zhu continued: “This Five Poisons Futu Formation looks difficult, but it’s actually not simple at all.”
“When Martial Uncle Wei Shuo set up this talisman formation, he was already at the Mid-stage Mahayana cultivation. Therefore, her talisman formation can only be completely unaffected by those at the Mid-stage Mahayana or above. Although it’s said that those below Mid-stage Mahayana should take a detour, in reality, from the moment those below Mid-stage Mahayana step into Youdu Mountain, their cultivation will be completely suppressed to below Deity Transformation, and even those at Mid-stage Mahayana or above will gradually lose their spiritual power.”
【 This is indeed a death trap… Do you still want to try… Have you forgotten the lesson of Feng He…? 】
Ming Zhaoshuang had done her homework before coming. She knew that the reason for saying those below Mid-stage Mahayana should take a detour was because their spiritual power was completely suppressed, while those at Mid-stage Mahayana or above would lose it gradually. If they sensed danger, they could directly exit Youdu Mountain to avoid greater losses.
One could say it was very humane.
Thinking this, Ming Zhaoshuang summoned Sang Biao, letting his majestic wings cover half of the mountain peak.
“What is this?” Tan Zhu was slightly surprised: “As expected of Martial Uncle Feng’s disciple, you’ve even inherited her Ferocious Beast, Qiongqi.”
“Awoooo—”
Mimi howled excitedly twice, its feathers seemed to spread out, gently patting Ming Zhaoshuang’s shoulder.
Little one, you have good taste, you know Mimi is a Ferocious Beast.
A Great Omen of Disaster!
Ming Zhaoshuang directly slapped its big head: “What are you howling for? Don’t you know we’re on someone else’s territory?”
Sang Biao standardly covered his head.
Although it didn’t hurt, Sang Biao’s spirit suffered severe trauma.
If the old master is unconscious, and the new master doesn’t give Mimi face, what can Mimi do? Mimi’s spiritual power will still be suppressed later.
“So what if he’s a Qiongqi? He committed countless evils in the past few thousand years, and was sealed in the Third Heaven by my Father. His spiritual power continuously lost, and his cultivation continuously regressed. Now he only has Mid-stage Mahayana cultivation left.”
Ming Zhaoshuang was quite disappointed: “If he had even one cultivation level higher, we wouldn’t have to go through so much trouble to get in here. I urge him to cultivate, but he doesn’t. He spends his days chasing little birds or catching small fish, never serious!”
Ming Zhaoshuang knew she was about to face a dangerous situation, so for the past half a year, she had been pushing herself and others.
Even Fantuan was pushed to enter the Late Nascent Soul Stage, but Sang Biao’s cultivation showed no progress. Although she understood that cultivation growth at the Mahayana Stage would be very slow, and even if Sang Biao cultivated properly, he couldn’t break through to the Late Mahayana Stage, Sang Biao’s half-hearted attitude really made her angry.
Sang Biao let out two low howls.
Sorry, Master, Mimi will dare to do it again next time. Who told the little birds to be so cute, and the small fish to be so delicious.
Tan Zhu chuckled and heard Ming Zhaoshuang say: “Fourth Senior Sister, I have another Heaven Rank Spiritual Beast. You can sit on Mimi’s back first.”
Sang Biao looked up and saw Tan Zhu’s alluring and beautiful face. His eyes immediately sparkled, and he prostrated himself on the ground, presenting his broad back to Tan Zhu.
Sang Biao: It’s a beautiful sister, a fragrant sister! I like her!
Tan Zhu sat on him.
Sang Biao howled excitedly twice again, and was instantly rewarded with two thumps on the head by Ming Zhaoshuang.
“Stop howling!”
Mimi covered its head: *sob sob sob* X﹏X
Ming Zhaoshuang said: “Although we are few in number, most of us have reached the peak cultivation of Youdu Mountain. If we don’t encounter Great Experts above Mid-stage Mahayana, we can basically get through.”
Tan Zhu nodded and reminded: “But the most unbearable thing about Youdu Mountain is the resentful energy that has pervaded for tens of thousands of years. It can erode one’s mind. Little Eleventh, you need to be careful.”
“Okay.”
Ming Zhaoshuang had always been confident in her beliefs, so she nodded in agreement, summoned Fantuan, and also sat on Fantuan’s body. She suddenly remembered the Five Poisons Formation she had encountered before and asked, “Are there also spirit fruits inside that prevent people from being corroded?”
Tan Zhu said: “How can spirit fruits grow in a place like a Pure Yin Ground? What’s inside is only poison fruit.”
Indeed, this was an enhanced version.
No spirit fruits, only poison fruits. This meant that if they stayed inside for too long, the only outcome would be to be “sliced”.
Most importantly, this made it difficult to determine the formation core for breaking the formation.
However, back then, Feng He and the others set up this formation precisely to block this resentful energy—these mists that corrode people’s minds, so that they wouldn’t continue to wreak havoc on the mortal world. Therefore, she didn’t need to intentionally mess with this formation.
However, Ming Zhaoshuang guessed that the location of the Yellow Springs Water should be similar to the location of the formation core, so she directly asked:
“Where is the Yellow Springs Water?”
“Yellow Springs Water, hmm, let this servant think. It seems to be at the mountain peak.”
Tan Zhu pointed the way, and the two no longer hesitated, directly stepping into the desolate, cold, and extremely gloomy mountain pass, entering the land of withered vines, dark crows, and scattered remains.
Heavy mist surged from their feet, permeating the entire valley. The surrounding withered vines coiled around ancient trees resembling white bones, letting out faint whimpers with each gust of chilling wind. White owls hanging upside down from the treetops let out shrill cries that echoed throughout the resentful energy.
Fortunately, they were traveling together. Besides the cold, they didn’t feel much difficulty.
Of course, there were also strange sounds echoing in Ming Zhaoshuang’s mind.
【 Such a terrifying environment… Aren’t you afraid… Ahhh… 】
【 Go back, go back… Youdu Mountain is not a place for people like you to come to… 】
Ming Zhaoshuang took out the Night-Illuminating Pearl to see, wanting to show Tan Zhu, but saw her eyes gleaming faintly, obviously not needing it.
She asked: “Fourth Senior Sister, can you see clearly?”
“I am a ghost body now. Ghost bodies can see in the dark.”
Tan Zhu’s charming eyes lifted slightly, like peach blossoms falling into flowing water:
“I can probably see farther than you, Little Eleventh. Just follow me, I lived here for three full years, there’s no road I don’t recognize.”
