25: This woman is poisonous!

Chapter 25: This woman is poisonous!

This woman was undoubtedly the strongest Wu Xian had ever seen!

Fortunately, the God of Wealth was currently in painting spirit form, so the opponent could only gauge his general Rank and painting spirit Rank through his aura and spiritual fluctuations, unable to discern the existence of the Blood-Colored Life scroll.

“It’s a pity it’s not my type,” Xue Lingling seemed a little disappointed, “otherwise, I might have considered letting you be my follower.”

Wu Xian feigned regret and dejection, muttering to himself.

Not her type?

What type?

An underworld type? The more underworld, the more she likes it?

Xue Lingling no longer paid attention to Wu Xian, turning instead to the panicked crowd, a wicked smile playing on her lips, “You’re very scared, very afraid, aren’t you?”

Everyone thought they had met a savior, and one by one, they hastily knelt down, begging for protection.

“Eh~ this is just the beginning,” Xue Lingling said, looking like she enjoyed watching a spectacle, “the scarier part is yet to come. Once the Dimensional Mirage appears, it will last at least ten days to half a month, and the later it gets, the more dangerous it becomes.”

Upon hearing this, the crowd grew even more frightened, and the sounds of their pleas and prostrations grew louder.

At first, Wu Xian thought Xue Lingling wanted to win people over so they would follow her commands better.

But Xue Lingling’s next sentence left him speechless.

“Begging me is useless. I’m trapped here and can barely protect myself, and your good days are still ahead of you. Seek your own blessings,” Xue Lingling continued to create panic, “Next, all sorts of strange monsters and bugs will become more and more numerous~!”

After speaking, she stepped on the mahogany coffin, preparing to leave.

They had thought they met a savior, but who would have thought, she didn’t care about their lives at all.

At this point, the people’s morale completely collapsed.

Despair and fear began to spread wildly, and more and more eerie auras began to gather in this direction.

“Senior, you…?” Wu Xian spoke stiffly.

Knowing that emotions would attract disaster, yet deliberately creating panic—wasn’t this just pure madness?

“What, do you have an opinion?”

Xue Lingling raised an eyebrow and calmly walked away.

Wu Xian stiffly closed his mouth, looked back at the desperate and out-of-control crowd, sighed softly, and then turned to leave.

Although he had the heart to save the dying and help the injured, trying to manage everything would only drag him deeper into the mud.

Not long after he left, sure enough, a series of sinister and terrifying auras emerged from behind.

Good thing he ran in time.

But the next second, Wu Xian was stunned again.

He saw that the underworld woman had returned at some point, looking at the crowd with glowing eyes, drooling with desire.

“…”

Only then did Wu Xian understand the underworld woman’s intentions.

This was clearly treating the refugees as a tool for farming monsters!

Time to go, time to go, this woman is poisonous!

Moreover, he was definitely not that woman’s opponent; it would be troublesome if he were targeted.

On the way back.

He happened to encounter the mother and son from before, who, relying on Wu Xian’s painting, had gathered more than a dozen refugees around them.

“Don’t be afraid, everyone, as long as we escape to the city, we’ll be safe.” The gaunt mother clutched the folded paper Wu Xian had given her, comforting the equally pitiful people around her.

Wu Xian’s sudden appearance surprised and delighted the gaunt mother, “Sir, you’re back?”

“Yes,” Wu Xian nodded indifferently, “The Shantytown has been sealed off and isolated. You can’t get out, so everyone, go back.”

As soon as he said this, the fleeing crowd was both surprised and doubtful.

Those who didn’t believe in evil abandoned the mother and son and continued forward, eager to become monster-farming tools for that underworld woman.

Only the mother and son chose to trust Wu Xian.

“Just go home and don’t be afraid. As long as you’re not scared, those monsters won’t be able to do anything to us.” Wu Xian calmly reassured her, “With my painting, ordinary monsters won’t dare to approach you.”

The gaunt mother heeded Wu Xian’s advice and obediently turned back.

Wu Xian fought his way back to the Shantytown, only to find that various parts of the Shantytown were in complete chaos.

From time to time, he could see strange monsters and insect monsters rampaging everywhere, a gruesome sight, which was why people were frantically trying to escape.

Of course, there were also many Spirit Cultivators defending their homes, actively resisting and saving themselves.

“Oh, there are fluctuations and auras emanating from a scroll over there!”

Wu Xian curiously hurried towards the direction of the fluctuations and soon saw three young Spirit Masters suppressing monsters within the Shantytown. They were all wearing Defense Force uniforms, clearly sent by the authorities to stabilize the situation.

One of them looked a bit familiar; it was the young Sir (Military) named Du Yifan from before.

He was controlling a unique humanoid painting spirit, entirely composed of shattered sword blades. Sharp sword fragments, like a meat grinder, easily slaughtered monsters everywhere and diligently organized rescue efforts for the civilians, “Everyone, go back, don’t run around. With us here, everyone can rest assured!”

“A Shattered Sword True Spirit?”

Wu Xian examined the painting spirit with interest; it was definitely a high-end item, not something an ordinary person could afford.

In contrast, the scrolls of the other two Sir (Military) were more common.

One was an elemental type, [Wind Elemental Spirit], and the other was a mechanical type, [Laser Guard]. While not widespread, they weren’t particularly high-end either.

Fortunately, their quality and Rank were decent, making it easy to deal with some ordinary small monsters.

However, the current situation in the Shantytown clearly gave the three of them a headache.

The panicked civilians were difficult to reason with and hard to calm down.

With the three Sir (Military) present, safety in this area was largely guaranteed, so Wu Xian didn’t bother to meddle further. He turned to head back to his own direction, clearing some monsters along the way.

Throughout his journey, he basically didn’t encounter any elite-level monsters.

The God of Wealth’s lightning strikes silenced them all.

Insect monsters were just a delicious meal for the Chicken King.

Unbeknownst to him, the God of Wealth successfully advanced to a three-star painting spirit.

“Strange, the experience energy provided by these monsters invading from the Dimensional Mirage seems to be higher?”

Wu Xian gradually noticed the anomaly of the Dimensional Mirage monsters.

Not only did these monsters give high experience, but the Materials they provided after death also had stronger spiritual fluctuations than monsters of the same Rank from a copy, and even the spiritual substance within the Materials was purer.

Recalling the underworld woman’s act of using refugees as monster-farming tools, Wu Xian pondered in secret.

“Go, go, go, everyone go home, don’t run around!”

A string of curses came from not far away.

Looking closely, he saw a familiar figure with a pockmarked face.

“Zhang Mazi?!”

At this moment, Zhang Mazi was enveloped in a faint spiritual glow, as if a War God possessed him. He easily smashed insect monsters and called for his neighbors to obediently return indoors and stop running around.

He was accompanied by several younger brothers who scavenged for trash, and a handsome young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, who had already awakened his spiritual Cultivation talent and possessed a Rank one spiritual power Cultivation.

The young man awkwardly controlled a dark-type painting spirit, [Shadow Wolf], fighting a Rank one ghostly monster and easily subduing it.

With the encouragement and cheers of Zhang Mazi and the others, he fought with increasing bravery.

“Tsk tsk, as expected of a bronze scroll two-star [Shadow Wolf], its power is indeed different~!”

“Are you kidding? It’s one of the highest-rated flagship scrolls of the Shadow system, and it’s even a copy. How could it be ordinary?”

“Our boss is really willing to spend money. I’ll save up for my kid later too.”

“It’s a pity my kids are all useless; not one of them inherited my spiritual Cultivation gene.”

The next second, the majestic Shadow Wolf seemed to sense something, showing a state of vigilance and fear.

Just as the group was puzzled, they saw a figure riding a large rooster approaching them.

Boom! Boom!

The majestic and divine humanoid painting spirit beside him unleashed two bolts of lightning, easily destroying two Rank two strange monsters.

Zhang Mazi and the others were stunned and looked peculiar, while the handsome young man was filled with shock and admiration.