Chapter 460

Zhao Hongmiao's rising breath suddenly choked.

He had originally wanted to go up, but suddenly felt he had no strength.

"..."

The four members of the Gods Alliance reacted quickly, realizing reinforcements had arrived, and immediately retreated.

Their retreat was faster than when they came; now is not the time for full-scale war with the Eastern Gods and Demons Walkers.

Zhao Hongmiao stood in place, not pursuing, for he was not skilled in speed.

Moreover, the town was strange; running about made it easy to get lost.

The urgent task was not to chase the enemy, but to rendezvous with other Eastern Gods and Demons Walkers, gathering available forces.

In this real-world mission, the greatest danger had shifted from hostile Gods and Demons Walkers to the mission itself.

"Ah, Old Zhao, why aren't you going up? I even helped you." Tang Luo's voice came from beside him.

Zhao Hongmiao turned his head.

He saw a humanoid outline slowly revealing its true form.

It was Tang Luo.

"Master Xuanzang..." Zhao Hongmiao sighed helplessly, slightly bowing, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."

"It's nothing." Tang Luo waved his hand, "I watched from the side for a while, and really, it was just you alone."

"..." Zhao Hongmiao hesitated, "You watched from the side for a while?"

"Well, I arrived roughly when you were stabbed." Tang Luo said.

Experts, of course, must appear at critical moments.

"..."

Even though Zhao Hongmiao claimed his life was upright and his grudges clear, at this moment he also felt an urge to smash Tang Luo's dog head.

"Endure, endure!" Zhao Hongmiao told himself, forcing out an ugly smile.

"There are still other Eastern Gods and Demons Walkers in the town; I just saw a notice board." Zhao Hongmiao changed the subject, recounting what had just happened.

"Oh, that was looking for me." Tang Luo said, "My disciple is looking for me."

"... So it's a high-ranking disciple." Zhao Hongmiao said, "But, could it be a trap?"

"No." Tang Luo shook his head, "Unless it's 'Corrupted Blood,' otherwise, in this place where one can only enter and not exit, no one can beat my disciple."

Zhao Hongmiao froze, then laughed, saying, "Master, you have full confidence in your high disciple."

"Actually, it's because the Gods and Demons Walkers are too weak." Tang Luo said.

"... Cough cough cough." Zhao Hongmiao coughed violently, suddenly feeling that not planning to have any contact with this Master Xuanzang was a very correct thing.

Qin Menglan's previous reports had not been exaggerated.

The two walked toward House No. 9527.

Zhao Hongmiao fell silent for a moment, then said, "Master Xuanzang, there is something I don't know whether I should ask."

"Ask." Tang Luo did not choke Zhao Hongmiao with a mouthful, saying instead: Then don't ask.

"Are you a person of the Wulin Myth?" Zhao Hongmiao asked.

"Oh?" Tang Luo said, "How do you know?"

"Haha." Zhao Hongmiao laughed twice, "If I didn't even know this, I'd be a failure, not just you, I also know..."

Zhao Hongmiao named several people.

Two of them Tang Luo also knew, and indeed they were members of the Wulin Myth.

Zhao Hongmiao said: "The Wulin Myth had already turned toward science before, no, even before I became a Gods and Demons Walker, it already existed."

"But the Wulin Myth consistently acted discreetly; after I founded Near Science, I gradually learned of its existence and simply helped conceal it."

"I see." Tang Luo nodded.

No wonder the Wulin Myth has some fame outside, but inside Huaxia, many Gods and Demons Walkers are unaware of it.

Not only because the Gods Alliance externally helps "promote" it, but also because Zhao Hongmiao internally deliberately conceals it.

"To be honest, I have also contacted some members of the Wulin Myth." Zhao Hongmiao said, "Yet I have always 'not obtained the method'."

"Master, may you tell me, what exactly is the purpose of the Wulin Myth?"

Tang Luo pondered slightly: "Actually, there really isn't much purpose, just to cause trouble for the Gods Alliance, as righteous little companions."

"That's it?"

"That's it." Tang Luo said, "If one must say, higher, faster, stronger?"

"..."

"Perhaps the founder of this Wulin Myth will appear this time; then you can chat with him." Tang Luo said.

What ambition could Chi Jing Daoist have, a man who secluded himself to lick the Yin-Yang Mirror as a dog for ten years and nearly licked himself to death?

Nothing more than higher, faster, stronger.

In the real world, there are also invisible lines hanging high above the head.

Organizations formed by Gods and Demons Walkers are nothing more than for living better.

Put bluntly, it's just huddling for warmth.

"Actually, I also understand." Zhao Hongmiao slightly nodded.

As they spoke, some rustling sounds came from beside them.

Behind the house, a fur-covered black-haired ape-man jumped out, baring its fangs at Tang Luo and them, lunging over.

"What is this?"

"Master, have you not encountered such a thing? Probably a monster transformed from town residents, related to Corrupted Blood." Zhao Hongmiao said, stepping forward to meet it.

Finally realizing what Tang Luo had said: "You've been strengthened, hurry up!"

After Zhao Hongmiao struck down this black ape-man, the corpse melted strangely, turning into a pool of black liquid that seeped into the ground.

As if it had never existed at all.

"Again like this," Zhao Hongmiao said. "I suspect these things cannot be killed off completely."

"Find the source and destroy it, solve the trouble at its root," Tang Luo said.

Zhao Hongmiao gave a bitter smile; if only things were that simple.

Clearly, Zhao Hongmiao's understanding of Tang Luo was not deep enough yet.

Like the Martial World Myths, with Kongming at their head, they understood Tang Luo very well — each one holed up inside a house.

Employing the "enemy doesn't move, I don't move" tactic, waiting for Master Xuanzang to appear.

Along the way, aside from encountering a few black-haired beasts, they suffered no other attacks or ambushes, nor did they run into any other gods or demons walking about.

Tang Luo and the others arrived at House No. 9527; obvious traces of battle could be seen outside.

Likewise, there were no corpses at all.

"Gone! Gone!"

Before they even entered, a chorus of ghostly wails and howls came from inside the house.

Zhao Hongmiao quickened his pace a few steps, knocked on the door, and said in a deep voice: "Friends inside..."

The door was flung open violently; an angry woman rushed out, crashing toward Zhao Hongmiao.

Zhao Hongmiao nimbly dodged aside, avoiding the woman.

【76】 "Hey... be careful, remember to come back." Kongming's voice came from inside the room. "Ah, Elder Zhao."

"Hey... be careful, remember to come back." Kong Ming's voice came from inside the room, "Ah, Old Zhao."

"Mr. Kong, long time no see, your bearing is unchanged." Zhao Hongmiao said.

Clearly, he and Kongming were not complete strangers either.

"Master Xuanzang has come."

"Master!"

Ao Yulie smashed through the window and burst out. "There's something strange about this place..."

"Master!" But one person was even faster than him; Pigsy instantly appeared at Tang Luo's side.

"..."

"..."

"Come in and talk," Kongming said with a smile to the speechless Zhao Hongmiao.

"That person just now..." Zhao Hongmiao looked toward the one from a moment ago, who had already run off without a trace.

Kongming shook his head helplessly.

The one who had run out just now was Li Xuelai; the blood she had barely managed to obtain and had been observing was already gone.

She ran out in a rage, intending to catch another one.

She's not a child, so no one meant to stop her.

The two entered the house.

After a brief exchange, amid everyone's greetings and information sharing, several minutes passed.

A map was spread out on the table before everyone; Kongming had drawn a red circle on it: "We've basically ascertained this area — it's a dead zone that can only be entered, not exited."

"Is it the Blood of Corruption?" Tang Luo asked.

"Should be," Kongming said.

Tang Luo looked at Pigsy: "What have you found?"

"Underground." Pigsy laughed proudly; his time here wasn't spent slacking off like Little White Dragon. "If nothing unexpected, the Blood of Corruption, as the source of this change, is hidden underground."

Beside him, Ao Yulie's eyes went wide.

Holy crap! Second Senior Brother, that's not cool! You actually went and investigated secretly behind my back!

"Underground?" Tang Luo pondered for a moment. "Then good."

"Good?" Zhao Hongmiao turned his head somewhat strangely; that's not exactly good news, is it.

"Pigsy, start digging," Tang Luo said.

Pigsy coughed once: "Master, although I can confirm it comes from underground, the specific location, where exactly it is, isn't clear."

Digging at least needs a target.

"Specific location?" Tang Luo tapped the map; the area circled by Kongming. "Isn't this it?"

"..."

The water Zhao Hongmiao had just drunk nearly sprayed out; this casual tone — anyone who didn't know better would think he was just renovating his own backyard flower bed.

"Go on," Tang Luo said to Pigsy.

"Alright, alright." Pigsy reached up and scratched the back of his head.

No help for it; Eldest Senior Brother isn't here, so he has to step up.

"Come on, Little White Dragon, time to work together." Pigsy threw an arm around Ao Yulie's shoulder, leading him out of the house.

"No way! Second Senior Brother, Master told YOU to dig!" Ao Yulie, who had been snickering, was dragged outside.

"Between brothers, what's yours and mine?" Pigsy said. "What, you don't want to help your Senior Brother me?"

"That's not it."

"Then come on." The two walked out of the house.

"Really just dig directly?" Zhao Hongmiao looked at Tang Luo and asked.

"Mm." Tang Luo nodded. "This way is more convenient."

"..."

Where exactly is it convenient? This isn't your back garden, you know!

Kongming saw the strange but wasn't surprised, patted Zhao Hongmiao's shoulder and asked, "Old Zhao, are you interested in joining the Martial Arts Myth?"

Zhao Hongmiao had his attention diverted: "I'm someone who leans toward science."

"I know, but we have no conflict—one bright, one dark, watching over each other," Kongming said with a smile.

Ignoring their exchange, Tang Luo walked out of the house, and several gods and demons also eagerly went out to observe.

In the few days of contact with Zhu Bajie's strength, everyone had already seen the tip of the iceberg.

But digging three feet deep to find the corrupt blood is no simple matter.

Moreover, with such a vast area, two-thirds of it is still mountain range—how are we supposed to dig?

Zhu Bajie reversed his grip on the nine-toothed rake, slammed it onto the ground, the nine teeth sank into the earth, a crack spread outward in both directions, all the way to the horizon.

The black crack seemed to directly split this area in half.

"Little White Dragon, pay attention later and see if anyone's around," Zhu Bajie said to Ao Yulie flying in the sky.

"Okay." Ao Yulie nodded.

"Rise!"

The nine-toothed rake lifted upward, the ground beneath everyone's feet trembled, and a huge shadow rose from the ground.

Opposite the house, as far as the eye could see, the ground was lifting, flying toward the sky.

No wonder Master Xuanzang looked so relaxed earlier.

With this digging technique, I estimate a dozen or so digs would be enough to dig three feet deep across the entire area—no, wait, it should be three hundred feet deep.