Chapter 844: Who is the Golden Cicada

The deal was settled. Dan Bada said to Chu Shaoqiang: "Draw a map of thirty percent of Dao Dao Guiling, the more detailed, the better."

Chu Shaoqiang had already prepared the map. Dan Bada handed it directly to Li Li Banfeng: "Draw circles on it and draw everything that cannot be dismantled."

Li Li Banfeng held the drawing and the pen, not knowing how to start: "What is called something that cannot be dismantled?"

Dan Bada frowned: "Don't ask me that. Haven't you scouted locations before? Draw out the places that must be moved in their original form quickly, and don't draw too many."

Li Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said: "Then the places I didn't draw, aren't they also moved in their original form?"

Dan Bada shook his head: "The places not drawn must be dismantled and moved."

"If they are dismantled, can they still be called a mountain?"

Dan Bada laughed: "Oranges grow on orange trees; when picked, they are still called oranges. When collecting oranges in an orchard, you can't bring them away with branches and leaves intact, can you? Are you afraid that others won't know you're carrying oranges?"

Li Li Banfeng looked at the Heavenly Maiden; he didn't know if Dan Bada was reliable.

"Although our sisterly bond has reached this point, I do trust her!" The Heavenly Maiden put her hair into her mouth, *crunch, crunch*, chewing it crisply.

"Old Seven, I trust her too!" Hong Lian Bada was very confident in his sister's methods, "If Dao Dao Guiling is ruined by her, I'll help you fix it."

Li Li Banfeng held the pen and began to draw circles on the map.

The temple must be preserved intact, the water source must be preserved intact, and Green Flower should be preserved as intact as possible.

Bitter Granny took dozens of members of the Hand-Foot Alliance and hid silently in a bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest was located on the border land, with the Earth Market to the west and the Human Market to the east. According to the information scouted by Da Huan Da Huan Wuchang, He He Jiaqing was going to launch a surprise attack on the Human Market from this bamboo forest tonight.

At first, Bitter Granny doubted the accuracy of the news. Since He He Jiaqing wanted to launch a surprise attack, it was impossible for him to leak his whereabouts so early.

At 11:30 at night, the Bai He Sect took the lead in issuing a warning; someone had discovered an abnormality outside the bamboo forest.

Logically speaking, when the Bai He Sect issued a warning, the warriors of Bai Sun Commandery would quickly send out troops. With the two sides joining forces and utilizing air superiority, they could heavily damage the enemy troops, and in most cases, even drive the enemy troops away directly.

But today, Bitter Granny had specifically instructed that neither Bai Sun Commandery nor the Bai He Sect should rush to take action; they should wait for her news first.

*Click! Click! *

The disciples of the Bai He Sect responsible for patrolling issued a short and sharp continuous sound; this was to tell Bitter Granny that the enemy troops were arriving.

There were also Peering cultivators in the Hand-Foot Alliance. After observing in the bamboo forest for a while, they nodded toward Bitter Granny.

The person coming was truly He He Jiaqing!

Bitter Granny's face turned iron-blue. She took a bitter vegetable out of her pocket, bit it in her mouth, and ordered everyone to prepare for battle.

Song Shu closed her eyes and calmed her mood. In tonight's battle, she would lead the vanguard.

Bitter Granny raised her chin toward Song Shu; this was a warning to Song Shu that if she couldn't do it, the vanguard would be replaced immediately.

Song Shu nodded slightly to Bitter Granny, hid her figure with a magic treasure, and began to perform techniques.

Wisps of clouds slowly drifted toward the bamboo forest.

Song Shu understood He He Jiaqing's strength. The clouds she used were very light; she couldn't use a large patch of dark clouds. As long as the clouds were slightly dense,

He He Jiaqing would notice.

These clouds drifted around the bamboo forest like silk scarves. With the help of the electric charge in the clouds, Song Shu saw He He Jiaqing's figure.

He He Jiaqing had just walked into the bamboo forest with two thousand Totem Soldiers. Among the Three-Head people, He He Jiaqing's figure was very small and easy to identify.

Da Huan Da Huan Wuchang discovered wisps of clouds and mist drifting beside him and immediately used illusion techniques to block them.

Sewing Xiao Xuan Needle held silk threads in her hand, her eyes fixed on Song Shu the whole time.

Song Shu nodded slightly toward her, and watching the clouds and mist gradually condense in the bamboo forest, Song Shu immediately triggered the technique.

Electricity Cultivation Technique, Electric Light and Morning Dew!

The clouds and mist shuttled through the bamboo forest, electric light flashed in the bamboo forest, and hundreds of Totem Soldiers fell to the ground on the spot, smoke rising from their bodies.

The people who fell included He He Jiaqing. These people did not lose their combat capability. After enduring a round of electric shocks, they quickly got up and began to reorganize their formation.

Sewing Xiao Xuan Needle didn't care about anyone else and directly covered He He Jiaqing with a silk net.

He He Jiaqing had just broken free from the electric shock, his body still feeling numb and soft, and he had no defense against this silk net.

The silk net tightened, digging into his flesh. Sewing Xiao Xuan Needle exerted all her strength, wanting to crush He He Jiaqing into pieces of meat.

Seeing that blood was being squeezed out, He He Jiaqing's figure in the silk net suddenly expanded, turning into three heads.

Stealing Cultivation Technique, Stealing the Beam and Replacing the Pillar.

He He Jiaqing swapped places with a Totem Soldier.

The Totem Soldier died in the silk net, while He He Jiaqing, covered in scars, got up and fled.

Da Huan Da Huan Wuchang unfolded his folding fan, his fingertips sliding across a row of fan ribs one by one, presenting layers upon layers of illusions in the bamboo forest.

He He Jiaqing looked up, and the bamboo forest seemed to have no end. The bamboo stalks were connected to each other, and as far as the eye could see, there were only withered leaves and branches.

He was fleeing for his life. Seeing their main general leave, the Totem Soldiers beside him no longer cared about the formation and all followed him to flee. The situation seemed extremely unfavorable,

but He He Jiaqing revealed a smile.

He He Jiaqing didn't distinguish the direction, nor did he try to break the illusion technique. He sprinted forward directly, not even glancing at the footprints he had left when he came.

Song Shu sighed inwardly; He He Jiaqing was truly panicked.

"Whoosh~"

Sound Cultivation Master Shang Song Yuwei let out a long whistle, which sounded like the wind in the bamboo forest.

The sound reached his ears, and He He Jiaqing felt a burst of refreshment, his footsteps unconsciously quickening.

Was Shang Song Yuwei helping He He Jiaqing?

Of course not.

This was Shang Song Yuwei's self-created technique, Following the Sound into the Urn. The essence of the technique lay in using specific sounds to lure the enemy to a specific location.

He He Jiaqing was a backbone member of the Great Hand-Foot Alliance. He had seen the signature skills of these main members many times.

This wind sound was indeed refreshing, making people's consciousness blurry, and they would unconsciously follow the wind sound.

Coupled with He He Jiaqing being in the illusion technique, he originally had no way to distinguish the correct direction, and under the guidance of the wind sound, he easily entered the trap.

Song Shu slowly lowered her head; she couldn't bear to watch.

The trap was set by Bitter Granny herself. He He Jiaqing rushed into a bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves, like knives, cut into He He Jiaqing inch by inch,

peeling He He Jiaqing's flesh off layer by layer.

The branches of the bamboo kept piercing He He Jiaqing's body. When some branches were pulled out of He He Jiaqing's body, they were still hanging with bits of bone and flesh.

Bitter Cultivation Technique, Thousand-Blade Dissection.

This technique sounded like a Blade Cultivation technique, but in reality, it had nothing to do with Blade Cultivation.

These bamboo leaves were Bitter Granny's own flesh and blood, and the bamboo branches were Bitter Granny's own bones.

Bitter Granny had first dissected herself, turning her body into this bamboo forest, exchanging extreme pain for extremely high combat power, with the goal of putting He He Jiaqing to death.

The bamboo leaves and branches were extremely fast and powerful. He He Jiaqing couldn't dodge, let alone parry. After several dissections, He He Jiaqing collapsed on the ground.

Bitter Granny didn't stop. Between the flying bamboo leaves, she completely shredded He He Jiaqing into meat paste.

Looking at the shredded meat paste on the ground, Bitter Granny gritted her teeth and restored her body.

She stood in front of that pile of meat paste, her body trembling in bursts.

It wasn't because she felt sorrow for He He Jiaqing, but because the pain was unbearable.

Thousand-Blade Dissection was an extremely rarely used Bitter Cultivation technique because even Bitter Granny found this pain difficult to endure.

Today, she might have acted too hastily; Bitter Granny hadn't recovered for a long time.

He He Jiaqing was definitely dead; everyone present felt he had no possibility of escaping.

Only Da Huan Da Huan Wuchang felt something was wrong.

He squatted down and touched the blood and flesh on the ground.

The blood and flesh were real, but they didn't feel very substantial.

In order to make illusions realistic, Illusion cultivators always paid special attention to details. He poked the pile of meat paste with his folding fan, but couldn't poke through it.

Hard?

Da Huan Da Huan Wuchang poked a few times with force, poking a hole in this pile of meat paste. The space under the hole was empty; there was nothing there.

"This is a shell!" Da Huan Da Huan Wuchang said with horror, "He used the Golden Cicada Transformation!"

He He Jiaqing appeared to have been cut into a pile of shredded meat by Bitter Granny, but in reality, he had piled the shredded blood and flesh onto his body, forming a layer of pupa shell.

Once a Stealing cultivator used the Golden Cicada Transformation, it was as if they were dead. Even Peering cultivators of the same level couldn't see that they were still alive. Because He He Jiaqing's methods were clever, even the others didn't see the flaw.

Now, He He Jiaqing, who was under the shell, was nowhere to be found. Needless to ask, he must have used another Stealing Cultivation technique, Golden Cicada Shedding its Shell.

But Song Shu couldn't understand: He He Jiaqing had first suffered an electric shock, was then heavily wounded by the silk net, was caught in an illusion technique, was hit by a Sound Cultivation technique, and was then heavily wounded by Bitter Granny.

Under such circumstances, being able to survive was already a miracle. How could he have consecutively used such complex techniques as Golden Cicada Transformation and Golden Cicada Shedding its Shell?

Sewing Xiao Xuan Needle and Shang Song Yuwei both felt it was inconceivable. Bitter Granny seemed to have understood one thing.

"He stole my luck!" Bitter Granny whispered, "He stole a large amount of my luck!"

Bitter Granny had heavily wounded He He Jiaqing with Thousand-Blade Dissection, but at the same time, she had given He He Jiaqing the opportunity to steal luck.

But the key was, did He He Jiaqing only steal luck?

Bitter Granny's body twitched. Something was missing from her own body.

It was her internal organs.

A part of her internal organs had been stolen by He He Jiaqing.

This didn't matter; Bitter Granny had the Heaven-Union Technique, and her internal organs could regenerate in a short time.

But Bitter Granny tried several times, and her internal organs still couldn't regenerate.

Had the Heaven-Union Technique failed?

Had it been stolen by He He Jiaqing using the Empty-Handed Technique?

Impossible. Even if He He Jiaqing stole the technique, Bitter Granny herself could still use it; it would just be slightly less powerful.

What kind of method was this again? Could it be a technique uniquely created by He He Jiaqing?

If her internal organs couldn't be restored, could the damage brought by Thousand-Blade Dissection be restored?

While pondering, Bitter Granny felt a wave of dizziness.

Having previously endured the pain of Thousand-Blade Dissection, and now with her internal organs damaged, coupled with the sudden rush of anger, Bitter Granny lost consciousness.

He He Jiaqing, covered in blood and filth, stumbled to Lan Qiao Yi.

Lan Qiao Yi frowned and said with a gloomy face: "General He, before you set out, I repeatedly warned you that the scale of the victory doesn't matter,

but the combat losses must not exceed twenty percent. Now that the entire army has been wiped out, what do you have to say?"

The people around felt that He He Jiaqing couldn't escape military law. Prince Prince Anshun stood to the side, not knowing how to explain to Lan Qiao Yi.

He He Jiaqing didn't offer a single word of defense. He presented a bloody cloth bag to Lan Qiao Yi.

Lan Qiao Yi opened the cloth bag and could see that it contained a portion of internal organs. He asked He He Jiaqing: "What is this?"

He He Jiaqing replied: "This is a portion of Bitter Granny's internal organs."

Lan Qiao Yi was stunned, and the people around were extremely surprised.

Prince Prince Anshun was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to ask He He Jiaqing: "General, where did this come from?"

He He Jiaqing said: "Reporting to Your Highness, this subordinate fought a bloody battle with the enemy troops, risked more than half my life, and snatched it."

"Magnificent!" Prince Prince Anshun praised, then turned to look at Lan Qiao Yi, "Lord Lan Qiao, shouldn't this merit be rewarded?"

Lan Qiao Yi pondered for a moment and asked He He Jiaqing: "General He, I ordered you to take people to launch a surprise attack. Why did you fight the enemy? Do you not know the essentials of a surprise attack?"

His meaning was very clear; he was saying that He He Jiaqing didn't understand military affairs.

He He Jiaqing replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Taking two thousand soldiers, running to the enemy's territory, burning some grain, and killing some stragglers—this kind of thing,

anyone can do."

As soon as these words were spoken, the corners of Lan Qiao Yi's eyes twitched. He could hear the dissatisfaction in He He Jiaqing's words.

He He Jiaqing continued: "Although the individual combat power of Puluo Continent is strong, they are ultimately a mob. This mob won a great victory at Suihuang Plain, won again at Hen Wuyou Terrace, and won consecutive battles at Qunying Mountain. There must be a reason for it."

This was something no one dared to mention.

These few sentences from He He Jiaqing were like a knife stabbing into Lan Qiao Yi's heart.

The people around all lowered their heads. Everyone thought He He Jiaqing was seeking death, and even Prince Prince Anshun broke out in a cold sweat.

Although Lan Qiao Yi was angry in his heart, he smiled on his face: "Does General He know the reason? I hope you can provide some guidance!"

He He Jiaqing replied calmly: "Because the enemy troops have good luck."

When these words were spoken, everyone wanted to laugh.

What is meant by good luck? Was He He Jiaqing truly stupid, or was he deliberately mocking Lan Qiao Yi?

But Lan Qiao Yi didn't laugh, and Prince Prince Anshun didn't laugh either, because He He Jiaqing's answer was very clever.

He He Jiaqing looked at Lan Qiao Yi and said: "With Lord Lan Qiao's planning and the combat power of the Shang Kingdom's army, eradicating the stragglers of Puluo Continent is truly as easy as turning over one's hand.

Now that the war has reached a stalemate with victories and defeats on both sides, it is all because of the changes in luck, and the root of the changes in luck lies with Bitter Granny.

In the previous battles, when did Puluo Continent not rely on luck to win by chance? If Bitter Granny is allowed to manipulate luck, the trend of the future war will still be hard to predict.

The Peddler appeared to be the master of Puluo, but now he is dead. Li Qi appears to be the new master of Puluo, but his subordinates are still a pile of loose sand!

The one who truly controls the trend of the war is Bitter Granny. She can change the war with luck; this is the strongest enemy of Great Shang.

To capture the bandits, first capture the king. I went for her tonight, and now that she is heavily wounded and will be difficult to recover within a few months, it is the perfect opportunity for our army to wipe out the bandits in one fell swoop!"

After these words were finished, Prince Prince Anshun had goosebumps.

He straightened his body and said to Lan Qiao Yi: "Lord Lan Qiao, He Jiaqing's merit today is one of the top two war merits since our army set out!"

Lan Qiao Yi did not agree with this.

He He Jiaqing had indeed performed a merit, but the matter of wounding Bitter Granny, compared to the careful preparations before the great battle, was not worth mentioning, and compared to the planning during the great battle, it couldn't be counted as any merit.

Moreover, Lan Qiao Yi did not agree with some of He He Jiaqing's statements. He didn't think Bitter Granny played such a big role in Puluo Continent.

He believed that the key roles in Puluo Continent were still played by figures like the Peddler and Li Qi, and it was precisely by relying on Lan Qiao Yi's planning

that the Peddler was forced to fight to the death at Qunying Mountain.

Now that Prince Prince Anshun was requesting a reward, Lan Qiao Yi could choose not to reward him. It was true that He He Jiaqing had merit, but he had indeed disobeyed military orders, and none of his two thousand soldiers had survived. It would be reasonable to count his merit and fault as canceling each other out.

But Lan Qiao Yi didn't do that. First, He He Jiaqing's words were well-spoken. He attributed the few defeats Lan Qiao Yi had suffered before to the issue of luck, because luck was controlled by Puluo Continent, which was why they had lost before. Lan Qiao Yi was quite satisfied with this explanation.

After some time, if this explanation were processed a bit more, all the defeats could be described as victories under unfavorable circumstances.

Moreover, He He Jiaqing had indeed proven his loyalty and ability. If this battle truly heavily wounded Bitter Granny, then it really was a good opportunity to send out troops.

The most important thing was Prince Prince Anshun's attitude. Prince Prince Anshun was a relative of the Emperor of the same generation. Logically speaking, he should be Lan Qiao Yi's opponent.

But he had always supported Lan Qiao Yi and had given Lan Qiao Yi a lot of help at critical moments. Now that he was asking for a reward for his subordinate, Lan Qiao Yi naturally couldn't lose face for him.

He issued a document in public, conferring the title of Marquis of Zhenyuan upon He He Jiaqing.

He He Jiaqing hurriedly thanked him, and Lan Qiao Yi told him to rest and reorganize as soon as possible and prepare to send out troops.

Returning to his residence, Prince Prince Anshun found a physician to treat He He Jiaqing's wounds. He He Jiaqing expressed his gratitude to the Prince again. After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, the Prince proposed to recommend He He Jiaqing as the vanguard general.

He He Jiaqing thanked him again. After Prince Prince Anshun left, He He Jiaqing struggled to get up, sent others away, and inserted a short knife into the furnace.

The short knife was burned red by the furnace fire. He He Jiaqing took the short knife and cauterized his wound.

Smoke rose from the wound, and He He Jiaqing gritted his teeth.

Under the extreme pain, the wound didn't char, but the flesh and blood grew rapidly instead.

"So this is Bitter Granny's Heaven-Union Technique. She uses pain to exchange for rebirth," He He Jiaqing laughed bitterly twice, "Borrowing without returning, or borrowing and returning—that's hard to say.

Granny, you used me as a shield to block bullets. It's not too much for me to borrow your technique for a few days, is it?"

Three-San San San Tou Cha, Thunder Frost Plain.

Six carriages were traveling on the wilderness. Chu Shaoqiang sat in the first carriage, shivering, while Dan Bada sat in the last carriage, eating an orange.

There were many dangerous places in Three-San San San Tou Cha. This piece of land was not suitable for ordinary people to survive, but if one had to rank the dangers, Thunder Frost Plain could definitely compete with places like Dao Dao Guiling and Intermittent Mountain.

The so-called "Thunder" didn't refer to ordinary thunderstorms, but to sunlight.

The so-called "Frost" didn't refer to frost and snow, but to the fact that when one saw a bright light like frost and snow on the ground, it proved that the sunlight had arrived.

Thunder Frost Plain was the place with the most intense sunlight in the entire Three-San San San Tou Cha. Chu Shaoqiang's upper and lower rows of teeth were clattering non-stop, fearing that the ground would suddenly light up.

Dan Bada drove the carriage and came to Chu Shaoqiang's side: "I say, is this route you're taking correct? According to my plan, we should have already arrived at Change-Soil Island!"

*Click-clack! Click-clack! *

Chu Shaoqiang's jawbone kept trembling, unable to speak.

"What are you afraid of? Afraid of the sunlight? My carriage has a good shed; it's fine even if the sunlight shines on it." Dan Bada reached out and knocked twice on the carriage shed above Chu Shaoqiang's head.

As soon as the words fell, the night sky suddenly turned white.

Dan Bada looked up and saw that this sunlight was fierce. Relying on the carriage shed alone really wouldn't be able to block it. She turned back, picked up a raincoat, and wrapped herself tightly.

Chu Shaoqiang didn't have a raincoat. He had an iron shield, which he had made himself, that could barely withstand it, but this iron shield was too heavy, and Chu Shaoqiang couldn't lift it.

He wanted to crawl into the carriage to hide from the sunlight. Just as the upper half of his body crawled in, the sunlight landed.

"It's over, it's been shone upon. This time it's really been shone upon, it's completely over—" Chu Shaoqiang trembled all over, looking at his legs in despair.

Dan Bada poked her head out from the raincoat: "Shone upon what? What are you talking nonsense about? The Heavenly Maiden is in your carriage; can she let the sunlight shine on you?"

After a while, discovering that there was no abnormality on his body, Chu Shaoqiang calmed down a little.

He looked back at the carriage. There were six carriages, each three meters long, one and a half meters wide, and one meter high, pulled by two horses.

Such carriages were not rare in Three-San San San Tou Cha. If they were ordinary horses, one carriage could generally pull three thousand jin. Even if they used the special draft horses of Three-San San San Tou Cha, they could pull at most eight thousand jin for long-distance travel.

Who could have imagined that these six carriages were carrying half a mountain? Inside were thirty percent of Dao Dao Guiling.

These six carriages were Dan Bada's magic treasure because they changed the concept of space.

The Heavenly Maiden was in Chu Shaoqiang's carriage. Every time the sunlight came, it was the Heavenly Maiden who blocked it for him using the "Residential Heart is Kind and Thick" technique.

The twelve horses pulling the carriages were not real horses either; they were tools for Dan Bada to perform techniques. These horses naturally didn't have the ability to move mountains; the one truly moving the mountain was the Heaven-Heart Stone.

The one controlling the Heaven-Heart Stone was Chu Shaoqiang. The reason he had to walk in the front was because he was responsible for leading the way, and there could be no mistakes in direction.

After walking for an hour or so, Chu Shaoqiang pulled the reins and turned back to Dan Bada: "We've arrived at the mountain pass."

Dan Bada stopped the carriage and walked over to take a look. Ahead was a sheer cliff, and beneath the cliff, a mountain peak could be vaguely seen.

This was a very strange shape, looking like another mountain peak growing inside a volcanic crater.

Dan Bada walked back to the carriage and knocked on the carriage box.

*Meow! Meow! *

Li Li Banfeng stood in the temple of Dao Dao Guiling and heard two muffled sounds.

"Huga, Huga!" Li Li Banfeng let out muffled roars toward a group of Dao-Labor Ghosts.

"Tuta! Tuta!" The Dao-Labor Ghosts responded to the Dao-Labor God of War.

Li Li Banfeng hunched his shoulders, raised his knees high, and began to march in place.

All the Dao-Labor Ghosts danced the same dance as Li Li Banfeng, shouting along with him.

"Hulala Ka Hu, Hulala Hu!"

The meaning of this shout was: "Sleep, warriors, build up your spirit for the battle."

After shouting more than a dozen times, all the Dao-Labor Ghosts burrowed into the mud.

This group of Dao-Labor Ghosts had once lost their fighting spirit because they had seen Lan Qiao Yi's dance. They learned that the era of peace had arrived, and they didn't know who they still needed to fight for.

Now the person leading them to fight had returned.

The Dao-Labor God of War had returned!

Li Li Banfeng knocked twice on the wall.

*Click-clack! Click-clack! *

Dan Bada lay outside the carriage box and heard it clearly. This proved that Li Li Banfeng was ready on his side.

Confirming each carriage one by one, Dan Bada said to Chu Shaoqiang: "Down the island!"

Chu Shaoqiang was relatively cautious; he walked around the mountain pass.

There were a few corpses around the mountain pass; they were Totem Soldiers.

After occupying Change-Soil Island, the Totem Soldiers felt that this place could lead to the surface, so they had also sent people to guard it.

Change-Soil Island wasn't impossible to guard, but one had to choose a suitable location, especially the top of the earth mountain and the exit to the surface. People couldn't be left in these places.

The Totem Soldiers had underestimated the environment of Thunder Frost Plain at the time, and the soldiers guarding the mountain pass had all died miserably under the sunlight.

Confirming that there were no enemies near the mountain pass, Chu Shaoqiang crawled into the carriage box, and Dan Bada drove the six carriages down the cliff, falling onto the earth mountain of Change-Soil Island.

Sliding down from the top of the mountain, the horses and carriages were all covered in mud. Sliding all the way to the foot of the mountain, the six carriages turned into six mud bowls.

Soldiers were also guarding around Change-Soil Island, and quite a few warships were wandering nearby.

Several mud bowls rolled down from the mountain. The soldiers took two looks and didn't pay any attention.

Mud often rolled down from the mountain on Change-Soil Island; this kind of thing was too common.

These six mud bowls were exactly the same as the mud on the mountain; there was no flaw to be seen at all.

Until these mud bowls rolled all the way into the sea, no one paid any attention. Rotten mud was just rotten mud; no one was willing to take an extra look.

Entering the sea, Dan Bada laughed: "Golden Cicada Transformation, do you know how big this pupa is!"

Chu Shaoqiang crawled out of the carriage box and saw that the horses were still there, just wrapped in a layer of mud shell.

The horses ran forward, and the six mud bowls swam forward rapidly on the seabed.

Swimming out for more than ten li, Dan Bada performed the Golden Cicada Shedding its Shell technique. The six carriages shed a layer of mud shell and turned into six mud-transporting ships,

sailing rapidly on the sea.

Chu Shaoqiang stepped onto the deck and looked at Dan Bada in surprise: "How many layers of skin does your Golden Cicada have?"

Dan Bada washed the mud off her face with seawater and laughed: "At least a hundred layers. I want to see how many eyes Lan Qiao Yi has and whether he can see through my methods!" ===== CHAPTER 845 =====