Chapter 132: Doushen Thunder Fist and the Daoist Priest (Fifth Day of the First Lunar Month!)

Of course, we mustn't forget Wu Xian, the captain of the Zhongzhou team and a combat power T0 entity.

During the past year in the Curse world, aside from spending every late night with Zhan Lan in deep conversation, Wu Xian spent most of his time sunbathing, sometimes even flying near Venus to accelerate the growth of his Superman bloodline.

Now, several of his six-dimensional attributes representing physicality had reached an unimaginable level, far surpassing most Career Level 4 beginners skilled in close-range physical combat.

Coupled with the Dragon King authority he gradually acquired from the Dragon Clan Wu Xian, his spiritual power and elemental control had also made tremendous progress, greatly enhancing his resistance to magical and other supernatural energies.

Meanwhile, the Fate-Bearer Wu Xian had also made considerable progress recently.

Last time we met, he had already stormed through the map of Huang Feng Ridge and seized the divine techniques "Copper Head and Iron Arms" and "Body Outside the Body" from Ling Ji.

Honestly, with such top-tier configuration, even if the final boss of "Fan Haixin," Dracula, were a vampire prince capable of perfectly unleashing dual A-rank bloodlines, Wu Xian was confident he could single-handedly reduce him to ashes without sustaining significant damage.

Unless the Master God, shameless as ever, dropped a half-god of Level 4 Middle who fully mastered the Light of the Heart right after Wu Xian killed Dracula—or even a Level 4 High Spirit Position…

Laughable! Impossible!

No matter how abstract things get, basic laws still apply.

If the Master God did this, how could he ever cultivate decent tools in the future? How could he fight the descendants of the Primordial Heaven's court? He might as well just surrender outright.

The more he thought about it, the more sense it made. Wu Xian silently concluded this mission was guaranteed, his confidence in this horror film journey growing stronger.

Soon, the countdown ended; the familiar white light and accompanying dizziness surged over him, and Wu Xian's consciousness sank into chaos.

But unlike previous times, Wu Xian clearly felt that if he wished, he could awaken from the teleportation process instead of being passively transported unconscious by the Master God—another sign of his greatly increased power.

Yet Wu Xian had no intention of doing so—not yet, at least. He would consider attempting it only after awakening the Light of the Heart.

Soon, that indescribable sensation vanished, and Wu Xian instantly snapped out of his daze, glancing around to find the Master God had transported them into a strange forest.

Though not night, thick mist surrounded them, reducing visibility drastically.

All he saw were twisted ancient trees, each clawing wildly, their forms blurred and indistinct; through the fog, they looked like a frozen scene of demons dancing in chaos.

Then, movement came from beside him—the other eleven Zhongzhou team members were also waking up, and their awakening speed was noticeably faster than before.

In addition, several unfamiliar figures remained lying on the ground, clearly new recruits assigned by the Master God this time.

"Six new recruits?"

After confirming the number of new recruits, Wu Xian frowned slightly, a flicker of confusion in his eyes.

Six new recruits, plus twelve official Zhongzhou team members—eighteen people total.

Though not at the absolute limit, this number was close enough to indicate the Master God considered this world extremely dangerous for the Zhongzhou team.

But as always, "Fan Haixin," even with Master God's enhancements, shouldn't pose any real threat to the current Zhongzhou team.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand to check the mission details displayed on his Master God wristwatch—

【Main Quest: Locate the source of vampirism in this world and destroy it… Completion reward: Two B-rank side quest plots, 7, 00 reward points】

Wu Xian: (ー`ー)

Something's off. Very off.

No direct order to eliminate Dracula—instead, they've invented some "source of vampirism," and awarded two B-rank side quest plots to everyone…

Based on his experience from the last Curse world and his understanding of the Master God, this was almost certainly another massive trap.

"Could it be that the flag actually triggered? Is there really a Level 4 Middle half-god in this world? But I didn't even voice my thoughts aloud—do they really need to go this far?"

Wu Xian muttered sarcastically, when suddenly a loud curse rang out beside him.

"Damn it! Who the hell are you? Where the fuck did you bring me?!"

Among the new recruits, a bald, muscular giant with a thick gold chain around his chest stood up, stared at the surroundings in shock, then glared at everyone with a forced menacing growl.

Coincidentally, the Zhongzhou team members weren't wearing battle armor—they were dressed in casual clothes, and aside from their unusually high overall attractiveness, they looked no different from ordinary people.

Though Mou Gang and Qi Tengyi were tall and burly, their simple, honest personalities gave them little intimidation factor—perhaps this was why the bald giant dared to act so blusteringly.

"Speak up! Are you all mute?!"

Seeing the Zhongzhou team staring at him with strange expressions, the bald giant tightened internally, yet his face grew even more hostile as he clenched his fist the size of a mortar and gestured:

"Don't play dumb with me. Tell me everything clearly, or I'll smash you one by one into two little pancakes!"

Here it comes!

One Punch, Two Pancakes—the legendary Doushen Thunder Fist!

This was Zheng Zha's future catchphrase, and in the original plot, these words originated from a new recruit who appeared during a supernatural team battle—clearly this bald giant.

Wu Xian glanced at him briefly, then used his mental force to crush him into a kneeling position, sealing his mouth shut, and turned his attention to the other five new recruits.

"Interesting—five out of six are pretending to sleep. Is the Master God about to deliver more talent again?"

Thinking this, Wu Xian spoke to them: "Enough pretending. Especially you, the Daoist priest—others faking unconsciousness is understandable, but using Turtle Breathing Technique to fake death? That's going too far."

"Hummmmm—"

The moment Wu Xian finished speaking, over a dozen black-tinged needles shot toward his vital points at lightning speed, accompanied by ghostly wails—clearly not ordinary weapons.

Wu Xian didn't dodge or evade. His mental force formed a barrier, effortlessly blocking the black needles, then reversed their trajectory and sent them hurtling back at the Daoist priest at even greater speed.

Simultaneously, the Daoist priest snapped open his eyes, moved like a darting fish, avoiding the needles entirely, then transformed into a cloud of black mist rushing toward a spot deep in the forest—as if trying to flee.

But the young man didn't know that the Master God's barrier, while protecting newly arrived Lunhuizhe from harm, also prevented them from moving far from their landing point before the plot officially began.

Thus, when the black mist flew ten meters out and struck the invisible barrier, it instantly dispersed, reverting to the Daoist priest's original form, his face now grim.

Besides failing to escape, the youth also realized his entire body was now covered in countless blue talismans.

These talismans now emitted powerful sealing energy, blocking the flow of his internal Qi and true essence, like shackles binding him, rendering him utterly immobile.

Then, a massive force suddenly surged—like an invisible hand dragging him back to his original spot. He stood stiff-faced, staring at the Zhongzhou team, then fixed his gaze on Wu Xian and forced a strained smile:

"Brother Daoist, your techniques are formidable—you silently brought me here, and your talisman arts are so refined. May I ask your sect? Let me die knowing who ended me."

"Brother Zhu?"

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow, studied the youth carefully, then said: "Before asking others for their identity, shouldn't you introduce yourself first? Don't even think about lying—this trick won't fool us."

The youth fell silent, about to speak, when Chu Xuan's emotionless voice cut in.

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Fifth Day of the First Lunar Month! All is auspicious!

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