Chapter 107: Tang Qingxuan’s Ultimate Weapon
Tang Qingxuan also quickly noticed something was wrong and looked around vigilantly.
“It seems we can’t escape either.”
Wu Xian felt helpless inwardly and silently used Aura of Wealth to empower everyone, preparing in advance.
Soon, rustling sounds came from all around.
Through the Day and Night Patrol Gods’ scouting view, Wu Xian could clearly see a large swarm of eerie worms surrounding them.
“Fly!”
Wu Xian stepped on his Flying Sword and rose into the sky, while the two women from the Tang Family also took to the air immediately.
Seeing the massive worms surrounding them from all sides, the two women’s faces paled in shock.
However, just as the three thought they were safe in the air, countless “wormholes” emerged out of thin air around them, making the entire space look as if it had been “worm-eaten.”
Wu Xian felt his face turn pale, his scalp tingling.
In the blink of an eye, the sky before them was surrounded by crisscrossing giant worms, enveloping them completely and continuously closing in.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The God of Wealth cast Lightning Magic, bringing down massive thunderbolts, while the Winged Fire Star Lord spread his flaming wings widely, enveloping everyone.
Although the attacks from the two True Gods dealt decent damage to the worms, they couldn’t withstand the endless tide of worms overwhelming them like a flood.
The three were dragged downward continuously under the wrap of countless worms.
Fortunately, with the protection of the two True Gods and the Massive Aura of Wealth Protection, the three were unharmed.
“Evil Scroll Painter, huh?”
Under the protection of the Aura of Wealth, Tang Qingxuan erupted with intense pride and battle intent.
Then, under Wu Xian’s shocked gaze, she unrolled one scroll after another, transforming them into various strangely shaped mechanical components.
Click click click…
The numerous mechanical components assembled like a mecha, rapidly piecing together.
Finally, a giant mechanical combat device took shape, with Tang Qingxuan fully encased in silver-white armor, entering the cockpit of the combat device, her gaze sharp.
“Is your spiritual power still sufficient? Please hold on a bit longer; I’ll handle this!”
Tang Qingxuan tossed Wu Xian several Spiritual Power Recovery Potions again. With no need to worry about defense, she began to unleash the true power of the Mechanical Dojo without restraint.
In other aspects, their Mechanical Dojo might not match other dojos.
But in terms of “firepower,” our Mechanical Dojo has never feared anyone?
He tilted his head and downed a Spiritual Power Recovery Potion, then went straight into action!
Sizzle sizzle sizzle…
The next second, the large combat device controlled by Tang Qingxuan began charging energy, with ion plasma gathering at the front like a Star Destroyer Cannon, leaving Wu Xian wide-eyed.
Immediately after, countless cannon barrels and laser devices extended from various parts of the large combat device.
A sky-covering barrage of cannons and lasers blasted in all directions, the terrifying firepower suppression forcing the tidal worms back step by step.
Hum—whoosh—!
The giant “Star Destroyer Cannon” finished charging and fired with a roar.
The massive recoil sent the piloting Tang Qingxuan retreating several meters.
The worms enveloping the front were instantly blasted open with a huge gap, and countless severed worms began contracting and retreating.
Wu Xian and Tang Tiaotiao stared at each other, utterly shocked.
“…”
Wu Xian kept muttering holy crap inwardly.
Damn, if she had fired that at him that night, he would have been fine with Aura of Wealth Protection, but half of the North Street District would have turned into ruins.
Of course, in a real fight, he wouldn’t give Tang Qingxuan the chance to assemble this killing machine.
It was powerful, but the wind-up was way too damn long.
Without the protection of the two True Gods and the “invincible cheat” of Aura of Wealth, Tang Qingxuan couldn’t have shown off like this.
But regardless, this big sister from the Mechanical Dojo had some real skills.
Moreover, this “killing machine” clearly required massive spiritual power supply. With her Level Five Spiritual Power cultivation and the boost from Spiritual Power Recovery Potions, Tang Qingxuan could unleash such heaven-defying firepower.
In a way, it was a form of indirect “money power.”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The fierce firepower suppression continued, with several blasts from the “Star Destroyer Cannon” piercing through the worm sea repeatedly.
Inside the cockpit, Tang Qingxuan grew braver with each fight, her eyes filled with desire for “merit.”
Capturing an Evil Scroll Painter would be a shining golden resume item among the dojo’s new generation!
At that time, she wouldn’t even need to boast; the dojo’s high-level officials would eagerly publicize it.
Of course, the God of Wealth and Winged Fire Star Lord weren’t idle either, pursuing with Lightning Magic and poisonous fire for significant effect, though their firepower coverage wasn’t as outrageous as Tang Qingxuan’s.
“Qingxuan sis is so cool!” Tang Tiaotiao looked at her with adoration. “Can I pilot a mecha like this in the future too?”
“Of course,” Tang Qingxuan replied noncommittally, downing another Spiritual Power Recovery Potion and starting to shout boldly, “Which demon are you? Come out and fight if you dare!”
Unknowingly, the one secretly controlling the worms was clearly struggling.
The swarming worms in the sky began contracting and retreating, boring through space from all sides and vanishing.
“Don’t run? Come on again—!”
Tang Qingxuan was anxious to death, blasting all sorts of firepower into the remaining “wormholes,” but to little effect.
Seeing the opponent successfully escape, Tang Qingxuan was extremely disappointed.
“Don’t worry, he can’t get away!”
Wu Xian smiled faintly and released the Day and Night Patrol Gods again, dispersing them in all directions to search and track the opponent’s position.
He had been a bit worried about not winning before, but after witnessing Tang Qingxuan’s terrifying firepower, it would be unjustifiable not to catch him.
However, this wave had consumed quite a lot of spiritual power.
He tried drinking a Spiritual Power Recovery Potion—damn, it was pretty effective, just not quite as good as the Laurel Tree.
Looking at the surroundings, they seemed to have been dragged into a massive underground cave by the worms.
The cave was littered with bones, clearly where many Spirit Tamers and adventurers had fallen.
“What’s the limit of your gold Defensive Energy? Can it provide infinite defense as long as there’s spiritual power?”
Tang Qingxuan had completely fallen in love with this “invincible feeling” without needing to consider defense, staring at Wu Xian with burning eyes.
“Pretty much,” Wu Xian replied casually while observing the surroundings. “This seems to be the place hiding the rare materials.”
“Really?” Tang Tiaotiao asked excitedly. “Where is it?”
But Tang Qingxuan’s focus was still on the God of Wealth. “It’s this Painted Spirit, right? Can you draw an instance for me? Price is negotiable, or I can trade this set of 【Infinite Firepower】 with you, how about it?”
“…” Wu Xian’s mouth twitched.
Damn, he actually felt a bit tempted.
Unfortunately, the God of Wealth couldn’t draw instances.
“There were offenses before; please consider it seriously.” Tang Qingxuan’s gaze was sincere and earnest. “Or if you have any requests, feel free to make them.”
“Offenses before? What happened?” Tang Tiaotiao asked doubtfully.
“Sorry, I have no intention of selling this scroll.” Wu Xian didn’t bother explaining—after all, Ancient Scroll Paintings were tricky to explain. “Found it—over there—!”
With that, he quickly chased toward the interior of the cave.
Tang Qingxuan and Tang Tiaotiao followed suit immediately.
“Seems like a young guy, only Level Five Spiritual Power cultivation.”
Through the Day and Night Patrol Gods’ view, Wu Xian saw the opponent’s appearance clearly.
“So it’s a young Evil Scroll Painter after all?”
Tang Qingxuan wasn’t surprised. The worms earlier were strong but not overwhelmingly so, clearly not from some powerful Evil Scroll Painter.
But any Evil Scroll Painter meant major merit.
