plumnovel Chapter 66 Since everyone's gone mad, then I won't hold back.
Chapter 66 Since everyone's gone mad, then I won't hold back.
The core of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords was deathly silent, with only the sickening gnawing sounds and the grinding of bones echoing in the air.
The eight stone pillars were dull and lifeless, and the oppressive aura they emitted forced the prodigies to make them look ridiculous.
Bai Lian'er clung tightly to the stone pillar that sealed the pink slender sword, her cheeks chafed raw by the pillar, yet she remained oblivious.
She licked the blood, her eyes filled with a fanatical devotion.
"So all beings are captivated... even a dog would kneel at my feet..."
Not far away, Tuoba Ye was frantically gnawing on a stone pillar, his mouth full of blood, breaking teeth as they flew out.
"Meat... such a big piece of meat..."
"Eat it... and I can beat that pervert Xiao to death... and I'll be number one in the world..."
The most outrageous one is Ye Aotian.
He was currently facing a golden ancient sword, and his head was bleeding profusely from being banged against it.
After getting up, she still had to straighten her collar, smiling obsequiously.
"Long live the Emperor..."
"Your subject Ye Aotian... is willing to carry Your Majesty's shoes..."
Yu Liang leaned against the black pot, while Pigsy in his arms was picking his teeth with the remnants of the Demon Eye.
Yu Liang pointed at his fellow disciples, who were dancing wildly like demons: "Is this the immortal destiny you're all desperately trying to seize?"
Xiao Wufeng ignored him.
His face was deathly pale as he used the merciless sword to cut his thigh, using the pain to stay conscious.
His eyes were icy: "Mortals have seven emotions and six desires, while cultivators have inner demons and obsessions."
"The eight swords here correspond to eight ultimate Daoist thoughts."
"Bai Lian'er had the weakest willpower; she collapsed in three breaths."
"Tuoba is a wild beast, difficult to tame, and he succumbed in five breaths."
"Ye Aotian's obsession ran too deep; he succumbed to demonic possession in seven breaths."
He looked up at Yu Liang: "Only you. You are clearly greedy and lustful, yet the laws have no effect on you. You are the only variable."
Yu Liang rolled his eyes.
Stop talking nonsense, if we don't save them soon, these fat sheep will be finished.
He glanced at the ancient swords.
Bai Lian'er's hair had begun to turn yellow and wither, and Tuoba Ye's muscular body, which was as strong as a bear, was visibly shriveling up.
"Exquisite".
Yu Liang sighed and pulled out a stack of crumpled mulberry paper from his pocket.
"I originally wanted to wait until they were completely dead before touching their bodies, but I can't help being kind-hearted."
"Besides, the dead can't repay debts."
He patted the pink pig in his arms.
"Pig Lord, time to get to work."
"Go, hold that crazy woman down."
Pigsy reluctantly jumped out and sat on Bai Lian'er's leg, breaking it and causing her to scream in pain.
Yu Liang rushed forward, pulled out a cracked bronze mirror, and shoved it in front of her eyes, yelling, "Senior Sister Bai! Open your eyes and look! Your makeup's caked on! You've got crow's feet! You look like a corpse from a mass grave!"
That shout was more effective than any calming mantra.
The word "ugly" is Bai Lian'er's Achilles' heel.
Bai Lian'er's body stiffened.
She opened her eyes instinctively.
I saw myself in the mirror, looking like a demon.
Dead silence.
Then—
"ah--!!!"
Bai Lian'er flinched from the stone pillar as if electrocuted, covered her face with her hands, and rolled around on the ground frantically.
"My face! My face!"
"Take it away! Take the mirror away now!!"
Yu Liang, quick as a flash, slapped the IOU he had already written onto her forehead:
"I would be grateful for the ten thousand spirit stones."
"This covers the cost of materials for the soul-summoning ritual, plus compensation for emotional distress."
"The way you were rubbing against the sword like that was disgusting. It scared my pig. It's a divine beast, it can't be startled."
Bai Lian'er was still screaming in despair and couldn't hear what he was saying at all.
Yu Liang didn't care.
He grabbed her blood-soaked hand and pressed his fingerprint hard onto the IOU.
He casually stuffed the IOU into her tattered clothes, his movements fluid and practiced, so skillful it was heartbreaking.
"Next."
Yu Liang turned and walked towards Qian Duoduo.
This wealthy young woman from Dan Ding Peak was hugging a pillar that sealed an ancient sword made of countless copper coins, drooling from the corner of her mouth, and laughing like a madwoman.
"Hehe...They're all mine..."
"Gold mines... silver mines... spirit stone veins..."
Yu Liang leaned close to her ear.
He lowered his voice, his tone sinister, like a debt collector from the deepest hell.
"Junior Sister Qian, the Qingxuan Sect... has gone bankrupt."
Qian Duoduo's smile froze instantly.
"Your loan ledger has been gnawed clean by rats, and all the IOUs are rotten."
Qian Duoduo's eyelids began to tremble violently.
"Just now, your private spirit stone vault caught fire and burned to the ground, leaving you with not a single spirit stone."
"Bang!"
Qian Duoduo, on his deathbed, was startled awake.
The golden abacus in his hand whistled through the air as it slammed straight at Yu Liang's face.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if from the hatred of killing his father.
"Who dares touch my money?!"
"I'll fight him to the death!!"
Yu Liang was prepared and tilted his head to the side.
The abacus flew past my ear and hit the stone slab, scattering sparks.
"woke up?"
Yu Liang handed over an IOU with a smile.
"Sign it when you wake up."
"Just now, in order to save you, I used a forbidden technique that defies fate and shortens my lifespan by ten years."
"I'll charge you 20,000 spirit stones; that's a friendly price, isn't it?"
Qian Duoduo was breathing heavily, and her eyes were still somewhat unfocused.
But when his gaze fell upon the words "20,000 spirit stones," his pupils instantly focused.
She gritted her teeth and forced out a few words: "Why don't you just rob me?!"
"Isn't this blatant robbery?"
Yu Liang confidently waved the IOU.
"You won't sign? Then I'll throw you back in and keep dreaming."
"In my dream, Ye Aotian was using your money to buy hair care cream."
Qian Duoduo's face was contorted.
With trembling hands and tears in his eyes, he signed the IOU.
Those were tears of blood.
Two done.
Yu Liang walked toward Tuoba Ye, who was still frantically gnawing on the stone pillar.
This thing has an amazing bite force; you can't even pull it off.
"Pig Lord, give him something tough."
"Let him experience the realities of life."
Pig Master understood immediately.
It turned around, its pink rear end aimed at Tuoba Ye's nostrils, and gathered its strength.
"puff--"
A stream of yellowish-green gas gushed out.
The accumulated waste essence exploded instantly.
Tuoba Ye's greedy inhalation suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, his rugged face turned a purplish-brown, and his eyes bulged out.
"vomit--!!!"
Tuoba Ye loosened the stone pillar, lay on the ground, and frantically retched, almost vomiting bile.
Appetite vanishes before the stench.
Yu Liang pinched his nose and stuffed the IOU into his trembling hand:
"Gastric lavage fee, five thousand."
"You're welcome. Just eat less iron in the future, it's hard to digest."
Finally, there's Ye Aotian.
This guy is still kowtowing; his forehead is almost shattered.
Yu Liang was too lazy to waste words, so he kicked him in the butt, knocking him over.
"Stop kowtowing!"
"Your hair ornament is crooked!"
"That bald patch on the top of his head is showing! It's a huge chunk of scalp!"
"The Mediterranean kind, no less!"
Ye Aotian was terrified and jumped up, clutching his head and howling in pain.
"No--!!"
"My perfect image!!"
The illusion has been completely shattered.
Xiao Wufeng stopped self-harming, letting the blood flow from his legs, and coldly watched Yu Liang, who was skillfully collecting debts.
"No...this is not greed."
Xiao Wufeng narrowed his eyes, his pale fingertips wiping away a trace of blood from the sword's edge.
Greed is just a symptom.
"Junior Brother Yu, you are using the most absurd and worldly methods to deconstruct the rules here."
"You've turned the 'Tao' into a 'business,' and the 'inner demons' into 'debt.'"
He slowly raised his head, looked at Yu Liang, and a cold, admiring smile appeared on his lips.
"Indeed, bringing you in was the right decision."
"The key to survival in this Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation lies not in the sword, but in the person."
"Only the most shameless people can ignore the principles that still require a sense of shame."
Yu Liang was counting the IOUs, not even turning his head, but just letting out a cold laugh.
"Senior Brother Xiao, don't make yourself sound so mysterious."
"You already predicted they wouldn't be able to hold out, and deliberately used them as scouts so you could see the flaws in this formation, right?"
"You even scheme against your own fellow disciples; your heart is even blacker than mine."
Xiao Wufeng remained calm and did not deny it.
"If we can break this deadlock, sacrifices are inevitable."
"This is the Dao of Heavenly Sword Peak."
"but……"
His gaze passed over Yu Liang and landed on the last person—Mo Yuan.
"It seems there's another unexpected development."
Mo Yuan did not descend into madness like the others.
She stood before the intricate stone pillar representing the "array path," her eyes vacant, but her hands were busy working with great enthusiasm.
At some point, she pulled out a huge psionic saw and a bunch of wrenches gleaming coldly from her storage ring.
"Sizzle sizzle—"
Sparks flew everywhere.
She was trying to saw off the stone pillar that carried ancient heritage.
He sawed while muttering to himself, his voice revealing a chillingly obsessive and morbid obsession.
"Ingenious structure..."
"Take it back... and make it into a cage..."
"Lock my junior brother up... right by his bedside... watch him every day... don't let him go anywhere..."
Yu Liang's hand, which was counting money, froze.
He slowly turned his head, looked at the scene of sparks and lightning, and swallowed.
"Senior... Senior Sister?"
Mo Yuan paused.
She slowly turned her head, her unfocused eyes staring at Yu Liang.
He slowly raised the saw, which was still spinning in his hand, and aimed it at Yu Liang's kidney.
"Junior brother...you've arrived."
"Perfect timing... Come over here and let my senior sister take my measurements..."
"This time, the cage must be a perfect fit..."
Yu Liang felt a chill run down his spine and took a step back.
"Senior sister, wake up!"
"I am Yu Liang, not a block of wood!"
Just then.
Rumbling--
The entire square suddenly trembled violently.
The stone skin on the surface of the eight stone pillars is peeling off in large chunks, as if it were molting.
The originally gray stone pillar suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.
The allure of pink, the imperial power of gold, the domineering presence of black, the invisible slaughter...
The eight "Dao Soldiers," each with a unique shape and radiating terrifying pressure, revealed their true forms.
They are no longer inanimate objects, but living rules.
A grand, cold, and emotionless thought, like a heavy hammer, slammed directly into the minds of everyone present.
That was a judgment from ancient times, and an inviolable decree:
"Those who choose the Way live, those who abandon the Way die."
"select!"