Chapter 874: New-Type Plague Spreader

"I will make all of you become carriers of the new-type plague!"

"What does that mean?"

"The people of Wuji Hall glared fiercely at Ye Qingran; although they couldn't yet grasp the meaning of her words, it was clearly not a good sign."

"Ye Qingran, what do you mean?!"

"Ye Qingran calmly reached into Shen Nong Space, pulled out a Jade Bottle, and weighed it in her hand."

"Don't Wuji Hall people love to toy with plagues? As it happens, I also have an aged old plague here that I'd like your Wuji Hall members to taste."

"The Wuji Hall members stared at the bottle in Ye Qingran's hand, terror filling their eyes. A Medicine King Gu Gu Master capable of unlocking the Tongtian Road plague—how terrifying must the plague she has crafted be?"

"Undoubtedly!"

"Ye Qingran, what on earth are you planning to do?!"

"The Wuji Hall members felt they were about to lose their minds."

"What kind of monster have they actually provoked?"

"Ye Qingran gave a faint smile, 'I wasn't planning anything. Didn't you beg me not to kill you? I agreed, but on the condition that you do me a favor.'"

"What favor?"

"It's simple: I will plant the plague inside you, and after you return to Wuji Hall's headquarters, each of you infect a hundred others. Those who meet the quota can come to the Summit of the Hunt to ask me for the antidote."

"If you can't complete it... in a month you'll rot from the inside out and die!"

"Terrifying!"

"Too terrifying!"

"This is treating them with their own method!"

"But Ye Qingran is even harsher; she wants these Wuji Hall people to plague Wuji Hall's own members!"

"Don't try to pull any tricks on me. When I say a hundred people, I mean Wuji Hall members. If you infect anyone else, the antidote is gone."

"Impossible!"

"The Nose-ring Holy Son gritted his teeth and said."

"We could never commit such a betrayal against Wuji Hall!"

"Is that so?" Ye Qingran asked lightly, then immediately seeded the plague into the Nose-ring Holy Son's body.

"A few seconds later, the Nose-ring Holy Son convulsed all over, looking as if he had epilepsy, but he quickly returned to normal."

"Lift your shirt and look at what's on your chest."

"The Nose-ring Holy Son startled, tore open his shirt, and saw a cluster of red bumps growing there."

"What is this? What exactly have you done to me?" the Nose-ring Holy Son shouted in helpless rage.

"Of course I planted the plague in you. Starting today, each passing day will bring more red bumps on your body; when they appear on the soles of your feet, it means death is near. The following three days all the bumps will fester and rot, and on the thirtieth day you will turn into a pool of pus..."

"Sss~"

"Just hearing Ye Qingran's description made everyone's scalp tingle!"

"I don't believe it! I will definitely find the antidote!"

"The Nose-ring Holy Son roared loudly."

"No, you can't! The virus I engineered, even the Tongtian Road Lan clan can't handle! If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

"The Nose-ring Holy Son's eyes flickered, and terror and panic finally showed on his face."

"Later, with Fu Hanxiu's help, Ye Qingran infected every Wuji Hall member present with the new plague she had developed."

"A total of over a hundred Wuji Hall members arrived; after infecting them, Ye Qingran generously released them."

"Even so, none of the Wuji Hall members could feel joy, especially when they lowered their heads and saw the red bumps on their chests; their hearts sank to the bottom of a valley."

"Ye Qingran, if you do this, my father won't let you go unpunished!"

"Luo Qingcheng's soul shouted."

"Given the time, you should worry more about yourself!"

"Saying that, she sealed Luo Qingcheng back inside the Soul-Attracting Pearl."

"Instructor Ye, you let them go like that?" Hong Wu was somewhat displeased. These Wuji Hall members should have been given a lifelong unforgettable lesson!

"Rest assured, releasing them tortures them far more than killing them, and for us it yields even greater gains!"

"What do you mean?"

"Do the math yourself: one person infects a hundred targets, these people number over a hundred, so when they all return to Wuji Hall and each infect a hundred, that's over ten thousand. Moreover, you can't just count that way; the infected ten thousand become the base, and the spread speed will be terrifying. I believe it won't be long before Wuji Hall turns into a complete epidemic zone—no one can escape!"

"Qin Zixie explained leisurely."

"After hearing his analysis, everyone's eyes sparkled."

"Xia Zhimeng couldn't help but clap, 'In that case, won't Wuji Hall be doomed right away?'"

"Wow, the 'Within My Lifetime' series!"

"Honestly, I've been disliking Wuji Hall for a long time; its downfall is deserved! The grand day of universal celebration is about to arrive!"

"The plague was cleverly repelled by a thunderstorm arranged by Ye Qingran, and the Wuji Hall members withdrew in bitter defeat."

"Xiliang City returned to its former tranquility."

"Donglin Emperor, grateful for Ye Qingran's merit, ordered a sculpture of her to be erected in the busiest square of Xiliang City."

"The sculpture was modest and unpretentious, yet clearly visible, so that anyone could instantly see her and recall everything she had done for Xiliang City."

"Gu Dongliu shed his pressures and responsibilities, donned bright garments, and finally lived the dream life of riding horses along rivers and wielding a sword across the horizon."

"He joined Xia Zhimeng and Ling Shaoyang on their trial journey; the Xiliang City trial trio was officially formed. They left Donglin, ventured toward a broader sky, and began a blazing, passionate life adventure."

"Until Ye Qingran left Xiliang City, she never saw Dongfang Qingxuan again, nor heard any news about him."

"She would think of that person, unrelated to romance, merely recalling the past."

"Flowers bloom and wither, clouds roll and disperse; many people were merely passing travelers in life's journey!"

But people always have to look forward; life always goes on.

Tomorrow is another new day.

Nan Yin Zhou.

Yunfu.

The three members of the Yun Family, father and sons, sat in the living room, their brows furrowed with worry.

These past few days, they have been searching for Ye Qingran's whereabouts, but have made no progress.

They knew Ye Qingran had gone to the Demon God Relic; at that time Yun Zhongyue and Yun Zhongge were also preparing to go find Ye Qingran and explore the relic together, but who could have guessed that the Clan Leader of the Bai Tribe, leading a group of Bai Tribe people, would rush to the Yun Tribe to cause trouble, delaying their movements.

Because of the Bai Tribe's commotion, they never made it to the Demon God Relic.

They didn't think much at the time; later they learned that the Holy Lord of Wuji Hall had gone to the Demon God Relic attempting to slay the Emperor Sovereign! As for the Bai Tribe, they deliberately came to hold up the Yun Tribe!

At that moment, someone entered, and the three rose together in a swift motion.

"How about it, any news on Xiao Raner?"