106: Chapter 105 Ten Thousand Curses? I Have to Go!

"You look quite happy?"

Shen Yuntang keenly noticed the change in Lin Mo's mood.

She thought that upon hearing this name, Lin Mo would at least show a bit of seriousness.

After all, that was the overlord power that ruled the entire continent three hundred years ago.

"Of course I'm happy."

Lin Mo leaned back, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"My Dance Troupe and Technician Group of several hundred people are missing their hometown quite a bit now."

"As they say, returning home in wealth is like wearing fine clothes at night if no one sees it."

"Since they've become my employees, I naturally have to let all their relatives and friends know."

Shen Yuntang felt completely unwell upon hearing this.

She looked at Lin Mo's matter-of-fact expression, the veins on both sides of her forehead throbbing.

The entire Alliance has turned into a mess because the Dragon Temple entered the fray, and they've even prepared to abandon half of the southern territory.

And yet, this lord is not only unafraid but even plans to taunt them to their faces?

"Lin Mo, you might not fully understand what the Dragon Temple signifies."

Shen Yuntang pulled out a chair and sat down.

She reached out and spread several files open, pushing them toward Lin Mo.

"I know you cleared a thousand floors in the Trial Tower, and your strength has already far exceeded the Fifth Class Advancement, perhaps even reaching the level of a 6th or 7th class."

Shen Yuntang tapped the tabletop, her tone more solemn than ever before.

"But the terror of the Dragon Temple has never resided in a single individual."

"Three hundred years ago, when the Dragon Temple ruled this world, their high-end combat power could be described as overwhelming."

Shen Yuntang pointed to a row of numbers on the file.

"At its peak, the Dragon Temple had as many as twelve thousand registered Fifth Class Advancement experts!"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

Twelve thousand Fifth Class Advancements?

This was a bit ridiculously over the limit.

So that guy White Dragon King... was just straight-up feeding?

"And that's just the fifth class."

Shen Yuntang's voice was very low.

"Back then, the Dragon Temple did not lack monsters of the 6th, 7th, or even 8th class."

"White Dragon King himself was an ultimate existence infinitely close to the 9th class."

"One hundred and fifty years ago, the world will forcibly transferred high-level class holders above the fifth class to the Extraterrestrial Battlefield."

"Even so, the Dragon Temple remains the number one power on the continent."

Shen Yuntang took a deep breath, her tone growing heavier.

"Although the Dragon Temple is not what it once was, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse."

"The Alliance currently has, at most, only twenty-two Fifth Class Advancement experts."

"While the Dragon Temple... it probably wouldn't be difficult for them to scrape together over a thousand."

Shen Yuntang looked into Lin Mo's eyes.

The room fell silent.

Shen Yuntang's eyes turned red, though whether from anger or anxiety was unclear.

Or perhaps both.

"In fact, because the Dragon Temple had disappeared for so long, we originally felt their strength was far inferior to the past and not worth worrying about."

"But after I encountered people from the Dragon Temple today, I know I was wrong."

"Among the 5 bases they occupied, they arranged at least 50 Fifth Class Advancement experts in each base to patrol and guard the city..."

"So what?"

Lin Mo shrugged, looking completely unconcerned.

"I can wipe out this bunch of small fry with a flip of my hand."

Shen Yuntang's heart skipped a beat; she sighed and slowly explained.

"I know your strength is very great."

"But do not underestimate the Dragon Temple; they have a powerful foundation."

"First is the Space Law, second is the Dragon Blood Curse, and third is an endless supply of Dragon Beasts."

"Anyone with a bit of dragon blood can manifest the Space Law."

"Every one of them can cast powerful curses, and not only that, their curses can be stacked!"

"You might withstand one curse, but what about a thousand, ten thousand, or even a hundred thousand?"

"Back then, even the Demon King chose to sever his own arm to escape their curses..."

"Dragon Beasts can be summoned and resurrected infinitely..."

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he almost started drooling!

A hundred thousand curses... there's such a good thing?

Then it seems I really must go!

"You look... sigh... do you really have to go?"

Shen Yuntang saw the excitement flowing in the depths of Lin Mo's eyes.

She rubbed her aching temples, feeling like she had spoken in vain.

Lin Mo didn't answer.

Only one thought remained in his mind.

A hundred thousand curses.

A hundred thousand curses that couldn't break his defense but would frantically trigger his passive skills every second!

This is exactly the kind of automatic leveling hack I, Lin Mo, want!

"Little Shen."

Lin Mo leaned forward slightly, his eyes frighteningly bright.

"Where are their bases? Quickly, give me a map!"

Looking at Lin Mo's expression, which was like seeing a peerless beauty, Shen Yuntang only felt her scalp go numb.

She took a deep breath and pushed several maps to the center of the table.

"Forget it, I can't stop you, but I must remind you of one thing."

Shen Yuntang's finger tapped heavily on the map.

"The Zhang Family."

"Zhang Wei has now taken his family to side with the Dragon Temple, and that Bloodline Secret Technique that sacrificed nine hundred thousand people has not been used yet."

"They must be holding back something big."

"It's very likely they are cooperating with the Dragon Temple to prepare a certain-kill trap for you!"

Shen Yuntang stared intently into Lin Mo's eyes.

"The strength of a Bloodline Secret Technique increases according to the number of people sacrificed."

"A Bloodline Secret Technique from a sacrifice of 900,000 people—this is the first time such a thing has appeared."

"If you must go, you must be exceptionally careful!"

Lin Mo smiled.

"Definitely, definitely. When I go find them this time, I'll be very low-key."

Leaving behind those words, Lin Mo put down Su Xiaoli and prepared to head out.

"Lin Mo, wait a moment!"

Su Xiaoli suddenly sat up obediently.

She raised her small hand like an elementary school student.

"Me too! Me too!"

"I want to go too!"

Lin Mo was slightly stunned!

He immediately said with a straight face:

"No! This operation is very dangerous, you can't go."

If Su Xiaoli went, how could he release the Dance Troupe and the massage team...

"Lin Mo, you're lying!"

"I am not!"

"Every time you lie, you have the same look in your eyes as you do now! And your nose even twitches!"

Lin Mo: "..."

"Lin Mo, you bastard! You stop right there!"

Seeing Lin Mo fleeing in panic, Su Xiaoli began to fly into a rage!