Chapter 15 The Crying of the Infant

The baby's eyes were clear and innocent, staring at the army of Yin corpses with watery eyes, its little mouth opening to cry, "Wah."

"Wah wah..."

The tender and bright crying echoed in the valley and in the tunnel. Xiao Yuan and the others, who were running deeper into the tunnel, inevitably heard the baby's cries.

The next moment, their lower abdomens slightly bulged, and within seconds, fetal movements were felt, accompanied by the high-pitched cries of an infant.

"...Yuanshi Tianzun, couldn't you have waited a bit?" Xiahou Aotian grabbed the tunnel wall, cursing while jumping.

How could he, the protagonist, be allowed to become pregnant in public? Wasn't he supposed to maintain his dignity?

As soon as he finished cursing, he leaned against the wall, holding his increasingly large belly, and let out a painful groan.

Xiao Yuan supported the wall with one hand and covered her lower abdomen with the other, her lips twitching slightly.

She had never imagined that she would experience pregnancy in this way, and that the instigator was Yuanshi Tianzun.

Guan Ya had been carrying Sun Miaomiao as they fled, Sun Miaomiao having suffered a fatal injury that required some time to heal, rendering her unable to move.

But when the crying came, she became preoccupied with her own predicament, holding her spherical belly and leaning against the stone wall, her pretty face pale with pain, her brows furrowed together.

"I, I'm pregnant? Pervert, Yuanshi Tianzun is such a pervert..." Asano Ryo leaned on her sword, looking down at her lower abdomen, looking as if she was about to cry.

She was enduring the pain of pregnancy that she shouldn't have to bear at her age.

Compared to the women, Tianxia Guihuo and Zhao Chenghuang, experiencing pregnancy for the first time, were mentally collapsing, their straight male values ​​severely impacted.

Both of them looked pale, wanting to curse their mothers, but the child in their belly was too noisy, and now they just wanted to rest against the wall.

Only Hong Ji-ge stubbornly held onto the wall, staggering forward. Seeing that his teammates had not followed, he turned back and shouted,

"Don't stop, keep moving! The child in your belly will steal your spiritual power and skills. If you don't want to lose levels, hurry up and follow me! Get away from the crying, and you'll be fine!"

At this time, the team members' bellies were close to six months along, the surface of their bellies showing the tiny hands of infants, as if the fetuses inside wanted to tear open their bellies and crawl out.

Spiritual power and physical strength began to drain, and even the skills of the Transcendent stage were being stripped from their genes and transferred to the fetus.

Everyone felt the changes in themselves, their hearts sinking. They endured the excruciating pain of their internal organs being turned upside down, and staggered forward, supporting themselves against the walls.

After a few steps, Guan Ya suddenly remembered that Sun Miaomiao was still lying on the spot, and quickly stopped, calling out with pale lips, "Miaomiao..."

Sun Miaomiao, even unconscious, could not escape the fate of pregnancy.

"You go first, I'll save her." The voice of the Princess of Silver Plume came, steady as an old dog.

Guan Ya looked at Yin Yao junzhu, gasped a few times, and urged, "Quick, go!"

Yin Yao junzhu ran back, carrying the heavily pregnant Sun Miaomiao, like an agile female leopard, chasing after the others, surpassing them, and disappearing into the depths of the tunnel.

The team members walked along the wall for a long time, and the baby's crying gradually faded behind them, eventually becoming inaudible.

The fetus in their bellies first became quiet, then lost activity, and their bulging bellies slowly returned to normal, but the pain of torn abdominal muscles still accompanied them.

This pain was so wonderful in everyone's eyes... The fetus was gone, so good.

"Not good!" Yin Yao junzhu raised her small horn and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, everyone almost instinctively held their lower abdomens, preparing to run away at any moment, like frightened birds.

Hong Ji-ge turned his head and looked around, seeing that there was no crisis, nor was there a baby crying. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then scolded, "What are you making a fuss about!"

"I'm not pregnant!" Yin Yao junzhu said.

"Isn't not being pregnant a good thing?" Hong Ji-ge spat.

"Yin corpses can't get pregnant, so how will Yuanshi Tianzun deal with the enemy?" Yin Yao junzhu snatched the Han Eight Directions Ancient Sword from Guan Ya's hand, and strode away, "I'm going back to help him."

Zhao Chenghuang and the others' expressions changed slightly. Indeed, if Yin corpses couldn't get pregnant, how would Yuanshi Tianzun deal with the hundred Yin corpses?

"Let her go." Guan Ya sat cross-legged on the ground, her tone calm, "Yuanshi knows best the function of the Holy Infant. Since he let us go, he naturally has the confidence to deal with the Yin corpses, no need to worry."

No one knew Yuanshi Tianzun better than her. He was the man she knew inside and out.

Not far away, Yin Yao junzhu suddenly stopped and looked back at everyone, holding the small horn, "I have a question I want to ask you."

Everyone looked over.

The junzhu said, "Guan Ya, Sun Miaomiao, Tianxia Guihuo..."

She recited everyone's names one by one, and then asked, "What's it like to have your bellies enlarged by Yuanshi Tianzun?"

Everyone silently looked at her, with expressions that suggested they wanted to beat her.

Yin Yao junzhu patted her waist pouch regretfully, turned her head and slipped away.

Too bad, she didn't manage to keep a handle on them.

The ferocious and bloodthirsty Yin corpses rushed forward, baring their fangs and claws. Zhang Yuanqing stood at the entrance of the tunnel. Under the protection of Ichikawa Mi, he methodically took out the Swift Wind Gloves and put them on, grabbed the Mountain God Scepter and held it in his left hand.

Finally, he took out a square, iron tea caddy from the gang's warehouse.

The tea caddy was filled with black, powdery spores.

Zhang Yuanqing threw the tea caddy high into the air, activated the Swift Wind Gloves skill, and used the airflow to send the spores flying towards the oncoming army of Yin corpses.

Then, he raised the Mountain God Scepter high and slammed it into the ground.

"D笃!"

The emerald gemstone on the top of the scepter emitted a bright but not dazzling green light.

A slight cracking sound came from the air, and clusters of black plants grew rapidly, with tentacle-like twisting vines, shaped like octopuses, or rolling tumbleweeds.

These plants automatically captured the Yin corpses, and the tentacle-like vines bit firmly into their cold bodies, then greedily extracted the Taiyin power.

This plant was called Guizhua Cao (Ghost Claw Grass), a rare plant even in the Night Wanderer's exclusive dungeon. They had very strict environmental requirements and had to grow in a chaotic burial mound with strong Yin energy.

They could not grow in soil and had to take root in corpses, using carrion as nourishment. If the corpse was exhausted, the Ghost Claw Grass would produce seeds and enter a long period of dormancy, waiting for an opportunity.

The seeds had strong vitality and could remain dormant for decades, or even centuries.

Due to their characteristics of absorbing carrion and Taiyin power, the Taiyi sect spent huge amounts of manpower and time cultivating a large number of Ghost Claw Grass, specifically used to break through fierce lands with strong Yin energy, such as chaotic burial mounds.

Because the Ghost Claw Grass restrained the Yin corpses, Zhang Yuanqing asked Fu Qingyang for some... The boss was the boss, never refusing his requests.

Under the entanglement of the Ghost Claw Grass, the Yin corpses' movements suddenly became slow, and the Yin energy gradually dissipated. And without intelligence, they didn't even know to clear the Ghost Claw Grass from their bodies.

Seeing this, the black-robed wraith immediately let out a high-pitched scream, as if conveying some kind of order.

The muddled Yin corpses finally "realized" what was endangering them, and lowered their heads to clear the Ghost Claw Grass wrapped around their bodies.

The Ghost Claw Grass used carrion as soil, and the corpses would not resist, because they had not evolved the ability to fight. They were "uprooted" with almost no resistance, and torn into pieces.

Then they continued to pounce towards Zhang Yuanqing at the entrance of the tunnel.

"Wah wah."

The baby's cries continued.

Those Ghost Claw Grass that had been torn into pieces suddenly came alive, and the fragments grew rapidly, like splitting single-celled organisms... There was even more Ghost Claw Grass.

The baby's crying had given them the ability to reproduce.

In addition, black tentacles emerged from the mouths and noses of hundreds of Yin corpses, twisting and wriggling. Their abdomens bulged high, like pregnant women carrying sextuplets.

But what they carried in their bellies was not a fetus, but clusters of Ghost Claw Grass.

A small portion of the Ghost Claw Grass spores entered the body through the mouths and noses of the Yin corpses. The number was small, but under the crying of the Holy Infant, they reproduced rapidly, constantly reproducing.

Finally, it erupted at this moment.

It was easy to clear the Ghost Claw Grass from their bodies, but it was impossible for the Yin corpses to clear the Ghost Claw Grass from their bellies.

Zhang Yuanqing's initial plan was to use the Holy Infant's "reproductive" ability to multiply the limited spores into infinite Ghost Claw Grass, and then use the characteristics of the Mountain God Scepter to activate the growth of the spores and mutate them to have stronger attack power.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, he took out Little Red Riding Hood and shook it.

The nine Yin corpses, led by the Gluttonous God General, fell out of the hat.

Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand: "Disable them."

As soon as the words fell, a starlight rose from the army of Yin corpses. Yin Yao junzhu appeared from the starlight, swinging her sword and sweeping.

With a series of "pu pu" sounds, several heads flew into the air, and the headless Yin corpses fell to the ground with a bang.

The Gluttonous God General led the Army of the Dead, and fearlessly charged into the enemy ranks. The Yin corpse legion with their big bellies had no power to fight back, and rotten heads flew up one by one.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the black-robed wraith floating in the air, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, "It's time to deal with you."

Deep blue light burst from his fingertips, quickly spreading across his entire face. Black, white, and red colors were outlined on his mouth and eyes, depicting an unruly, blue-faced persona, with 50% increased stamina and immunity to three mental attacks.

Zhang Yuanqing used the wind to lead Ichikawa Mi into the sky, and swooped towards the black-robed wraith.

The black-robed wraith's eye sockets revealed deep swirls, pulling the two into a dreamscape.

"Child's play!" Ichikawa Mi raised her hand, mimicking her master's habit, and snapped her fingers.

The surrounding space was immediately covered with cracks, shattering like glass.

The dreamscape dissolved.

The black-robed wraith unhesitatingly raised its head and screamed, unleashing a mental attack!

The blue light on Zhang Yuanqing's face lit up, immunizing him from the attack. The power of the Sun God surged in his palm, condensing into a golden long blade.

He slashed down with all his might... The black-robed wraith's body was instantly split in two, and green smoke hissed out.

A level six Yin creature that had been turned into a wraith, and without any props, simply could not compete with him, a Star Lord.

Black, viscous power welled up in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, and he opened his mouth and inhaled, sucking the two pieces of the remnant soul into his abdomen.

Spirit Devour!

The mechanical city was full of mechanisms and puppets. It was not easy to encounter a "creature" with intelligence. Perhaps he could glean the truth about the demise of the mechanical city from the wraith's memory.

In his sea of consciousness, the wraith collapsed into a chaotic, evil torrent full of negative emotions, washing over Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body.

Bringing mental-split-like pain and chaos, which was immediately suppressed by his will.

Fragments of memory flashed by, and Zhang Yuanqing read the identity information of this black-robed wraith. He was a Dream Master who was active in the Song Dynasty. At that time, the Jin Dynasty dominated the north, sending troops south to capture Song Dynasty's Bianjing and capturing the two emperors.

This Dream Master, in pursuit of glory and wealth, pledged allegiance to the Jin Dynasty and followed the Jin Dynasty's iron cavalry south to destroy Song. However, he encountered resistance from patriotic generals such as Yue Pengju, and the southward progress was hindered.

The Jin army high command received a secret report that the Mo sect in the southwest had recently obtained an ancient treasure that could be used to create mechanical weapons that could destroy the world.

This would solve the Jin Dynasty's predicament.

Therefore, the Jin Dynasty's high command sent envoys to the Mo sect to "borrow" the treasure, and promised that after unifying the world, they would make the Mo sect the state religion and promote mechanics.

However, the Mo sect did not know what was good for them and beheaded the Jin Dynasty's envoy.

The Jin court was furious and immediately mobilized its capable and strange men, as well as masters in the army, deploying all its elites to destroy the Mo sect.

The leader of the team was an ancient war god, and also a big figure in the Jin court's military.

This Dream Master followed the leader all the way to this place, died of exhaustion, and was bound by the mechanisms here, becoming a spirit servant guarding the valley.

At this point, Zhang Yuanqing had completely understood the storyline of the Mo sect's mechanical city.

Subtle but chaotic footsteps came from the tunnel.

The team members, who had recovered their strength, returned. They looked in shock at the corpses all over the ground. Although they knew that Yuanshi Tianzun had stayed behind alone to deal with the enemy, he must be confident.

But seeing this scene still left them in shock.

In their hearts, the strongman who could take on the valley alone should be a strongman at the level of the official Four Young Masters, the strongest group of people under the dominion.

Now Yuanshi Tianzun had also done it.

Unknowingly, he was already standing at the peak of the Saint stage.

"Zhao Chenghuang, Sun Miaomiao, I've left you each a level 5 Yin corpse. After you leave the dungeon, your experience points should be enough to control Yin corpses of this level." Zhang Yuanqing pointed to the big-bellied Yin corpses that were being stepped on by the Gluttonous God General and the Hundred-Man Slayer.

Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang's eyes lit up.

In the Taiyi sect, a level five Yin corpse would require B-level merit points to exchange.

Although Sun Miaomiao didn't play with corpses, she could sell them to her fellow disciples.

"There are so many good things in S-level dungeons." After Xiahou Aotian sighed, he complained, "Why didn't you leave a few more to sell for money?"

I still have tens of millions in debt... He was too embarrassed to say this.

Guan Ya asked, "Did you try Spirit Devour?"

"I've already figured out the causes and consequences of the demise of the mechanical city." He immediately told his teammates in detail the information he had obtained from Spirit Devour.

"I see!" Everyone suddenly realized, but they were not surprised, as this was within their expectations.

Tianxia Guihuo frowned, then shook his head, "It doesn't seem right. The main mission is to find out the reason for the demise of the Mo sect. Logically speaking, we should have completed the main mission now, but the dungeon hasn't given a prompt."

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