sinovels Chapter 75, Plague Temple
Chapter 75, Plague Temple
Chapter 75 Five Plague Temple (Second Update! Bonus Chapter!!)
"The plague is severe; use the Southern Dipper talisman to ward off calamity."
Chen Xiang roared and cast a talisman in his hand.
The Southern Dipper Calamity-Changing Talisman transformed into golden light, enveloping Chen Xiang. Upon seeing this, the others took out their own talismans or bought one on the spot.
The Southern Dipper Talismans consist of six categories: Destiny, Prosperity, Longevity, Increased Lifespan, Overcoming Calamities, and Ascension. These talismans correspond to the Six Star Lords of the Southern Dipper.
At this point, the advantage of Shangfangguan paying money to Nandou Liusi every year becomes apparent.
The talisman was activated, and golden light protected the body. Everyone immediately felt lighter, and most of the evil plague energy that had been attached to them dissipated.
But this is only temporary. The protective golden light won't last long. If you want to survive, you must go to the Five Plague Temple immediately. Otherwise, the longer you delay, the more trouble you will cause.
Some people wanted to use the Cloud Soaring Talisman, but it was completely ineffective here, so it was clear that trying to fly over on a cloud was not an option.
"Let's charge in."
Chen Xiang pointed to the direction of the red light in the distance and called for everyone to follow him.
With a wave of his hand, a handful of talismans were scattered around him with a "whoosh," igniting in mid-air and transforming into wisps of blue light and fine rain.
Southern Dipper Divine Calculation Talisman - Wind Assistance.
A blue light enveloped Chen Xiang, and the crowd moved closer to him. Once covered by the blue light, they felt as if a gentle breeze was pushing them forward, and when they ran, it felt as if they were being pushed by a gentle breeze.
"It's so good to be rich."
Cao Xing carefully sensed the blessing brought by the talisman and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Although the art of talismans is an external force, it is empowered by the power of the stars in the heavens, and its uses are infinitely varied, while consuming very little of one's own energy.
Its power is even comparable to that of magical artifacts.
The only downside is that it's expensive.
Not only do they consume quickly, but the tuition fees are also expensive, and the cinnabar, yellow talismans, and even the special ritual implements for drawing talismans all cost a fortune.
But the problem isn't with the talismans; it's with my own wallet.
So having money to play with talismans is the same as having money to play with art before you were reborn.
The forest has a complex terrain, with ancient trees twisted and gnarled, and vines covering the ground.
Although propelled by the talisman and the gentle breeze, its speed far exceeded that of ordinary people, but it still seemed clumsy compared to the exhilaration of riding the clouds.
As Cao Xing ran, he keenly observed the changes around him.
In the dilapidated woods, you can still see some broken walls and even traces of where people once lived.
These things were not constructed by Tianluo, but are real, though they clearly do not belong to the architectural style of Qiongshan.
I suppose it's due to the ground network.
On the observation platform, Cao Xing noticed the raised gray veins on the ground, which were exactly the same as the veins under his feet in the Dark Web.
The Heavenly Net is the Internet, while the Earthly Net has the ability to change mountains and rivers and transform the earth.
A vast and inescapable network, one powered by big data, the other altering the landscape to gain a dominant advantage—this alliance is truly unbreakable.
As Cao Xing sighed inwardly, he couldn't help but think of Sun Wukong in the original Journey to the West, who, with just his golden cudgel, fought his way through a net of 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals.
Before, when I read books, I just enjoyed the entertainment. Now that I've experienced it firsthand, I realize the difference is truly enormous.
No wonder many monsters on the journey to the West were terrified at the mere mention of the Great Sage's name.
What about the dark web?
Caught in a web of intrigue, they secretly plotted and reaped lives, living in a place beyond the reach of surveillance.
"Whoosh!!"
Suddenly, Cao Xing felt a slight twitch beside his ear and instinctively reached out and slapped the front of him.
With a "smack!" sparks flew everywhere, and the intense shock made Cao Xing's hand go numb. He looked down and saw a black flying sword that he had knocked away.
After hovering in mid-air for a moment, the sword turned and stabbed towards Zhou Hai beside him.
"There's an ambush!"
Zhou Hai's expression changed drastically. He immediately roared and summoned his magic weapon to block in front of his chest.
With a loud "bang!", Zhou Hai staggered back two steps, and the protective golden shield was cleaved open by the impact of the flying sword.
Fortunately, the others also took action at this time, preventing the flying sword from launching another sneak attack. It immediately rose into the air and quickly retreated.
The group was about to give chase when suddenly the vines on the ground sprang up, whipping up a foul gust of wind that rushed towards them.
These vines are covered with fine thorns, and some people were caught off guard and had a thin cut on their arm.
However, after a short while, he felt his entire arm become numb and weak. Startled, he quickly warned, "Be careful, it's poisonous!"
As they spoke, dense vines spread out from all around.
Wu Peng reacted extremely quickly, retreating rapidly while drawing the mid-grade magic weapon, the willow-leaf knife, from his waist. With a "whoosh," the vines in front of him were cleanly severed.
Thick, dark red liquid spurted from the broken surface, splashing onto the ground with a sizzling, corrosive sound, and the stench was even more intense.
"Damn it, even the plants have become sentient!" Wu Peng spat, his face grim.
Not only was there a sneak attack, but even the surrounding vegetation has been damaged like this.
Cao Xing frowned upon seeing this. This plague not only weakened them but also distorted the environment and created obstacles.
Could it be that this is also a function of the earth's ley lines? Combined with the power of the gods, it gives rise to bizarre changes?
Hmm—the value of the Great Sage is indeed still increasing.
"cut!!"
At this moment, Chen Xiang roared, and talismans flashed in his hands, bursting out with dazzling golden light as he slashed at the surrounding vines.
Southern Dipper Deity's Talisman - Divine Slash.
In an instant, the surrounding vines were swept away by the golden light.
Chen Xiangling's words greatly encouraged everyone, and they all tried to use talismans to slash at the surrounding area.
Even Cao Xing bought five talismans in one go and splashed them out. The golden light spread out, and the vines that passed through were torn into pieces before they could even grow back. In an instant, a path was cut through the dense bushes.
[Shangfangguan still has money.]
[Damn it, one Southern Dipper Life-Giving Talisman costs 300 taels of silver. Throwing out so many talismans is like throwing real gold and silver at the problem.]
It's good to be rich.
The performance of Chen Xiang and his group naturally attracted the attention of many people on the observation platform.
When they saw the crowd forcibly clearing a path with talismans, everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.
That one breath cost at least a thousand taels of silver; it truly was a case of money paving the way.
This has made many people who were not optimistic about Shangfangguan start to consider betting on it.
The betting period has ended; betting is no longer possible.
Many people are greatly disappointed when they see the message that they cannot place bets.
But then the next message popped up: "You can increase your bets on teams you've already bet on. The higher the winning percentage of the team you increase your bet on, the better the return, and the more favorable the environment the team will be in, potentially even gaining access to rarer resources."
Then a report-like graphic appeared before everyone.
This chart is a win rate chart based on the overall performance of disciples from various factions.
Among them, Tongtianhe Lingshengfu, Baolin Temple, and Sanqing Temple stand out with their winning rates, and the amount of bets in bright red continues to rise.
Next up are Juxian Temple, Qiankun Cave, Bailian Sect, and Yalong Cave, forming the second tier.
Tianlongzhai, Guangyuan Temple, Baixi Temple, and Shangfang Temple are the last three locations on the list, and the dark green betting amounts are beyond description.
As they watched the numbers climb on the table, everyone felt a surge of excitement.
Everyone wants their chosen side to win, and those with spare cash all increased their bets.
Looking at the bottom-ranking data of his own Shangfang Temple, Jin Yuan Dao Ren felt utterly terrible.
Logically, it would have been right for these disciples to be eliminated.
But if Chen Xiang dies, my hope of becoming an immortal will be shattered.
But he was determined to place a bet to increase Chen Xiang's chances of winning, but he had bet on the upper side losing, and now he couldn't even change it. This was driving Jin Yuan Daoist crazy with frustration.
After much deliberation, Daoist Jin Yuan sighed and said, "Fine, I'll accept the loss if necessary."
He now only hopes that Chen Xiang can survive, so that his hope of becoming an immortal cannot be buried.
Looking ahead, when he saw the team advancing rapidly and the talismans being thrown out like snowflakes, Jin Yuan Dao Ren was both surprised and delighted.
The good news is that, so far, Chen Xiang and his team are not the fastest, but their progress is not bad.
What puzzled Jin Yuan Daoist was where the other disciples got so much money, and why they were throwing away talismans as if they were free.
After much thought, Jin Yuan Daoist figured that the people must have borrowed a lot of money to survive.
Good, good, good. You need to take out more loans so that you can help Chen Xiang win the incense.
You alone are not enough; you also need to add a bit more luck to my disciple's life.
Thinking of this, Daoist Jin Yuan took out a communication talisman: "Boss, I need to buy a batch of loans, the sooner the better."
After a while, the communication talisman in his hand vibrated gently, and a hoarse voice came from it: "I happen to have a batch here, all of them are loans for the peak of Foundation Establishment, but if you want them, you'll need to pay extra."
Jin Yuan Daoist frowned. He really didn't have much money left. After thinking it over, he reluctantly said, "How about two low-grade magic treasures?"
"Okay! Give me the recipient's name and birth date—"
Only after Jin Yuan Daoist reported Chen Xiang's birth date and time did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Little did he know that at this very moment, Chen Xiang's heart was bleeding; that was all his money, his Chen family's money.
With thousands of taels of silver spent, dealing with the vines was no problem at all. Soon, everyone rushed out of the woods, and when they saw the temple not far away, they hurriedly rushed inside.
The temple was small, and inside stood a statue with hair like steel needles, wearing a golden crown with a fish tail, and dark skin, its face as black as purple grass. It was the statue of Yang Wenhui, the God of Plague.
After everyone entered the temple, a notification popped up in front of them.
[Entering the Five Plague Temple grants all members +20 points]
[Guard the Temple: Survive inside the temple for six hours to successfully complete the challenge.]
[During the temple's vigil, the Plague God will randomly release plague sources. Members who leave the temple's perimeter during this time will be eliminated.]
[If a team member dies or is eliminated, that member's score is reset to zero.]
The bottom three teams in total score will be eliminated.