plumnovel Chapter 81 Everyone's Bald, Taking Poison Online
Chapter 81 Everyone's Bald, Taking Poison Online
At dawn, the deathly silence of Zizhu Peak was torn apart by streaks of blinding light.
There were no birdsong, no insect chirping, and even the rustling of the wind through the leaves sounded cautious.
After last night's catastrophe called "purification," the entire Qingxuan Sect was as clean as a newly unearthed tomb.
Only at the entrance of Zizhu Peak was the heatwave raging.
Twenty-three shiny bald heads stood side by side, reflecting a dazzling light under the rising sun that could blind even a dog.
These aren't human heads; they're clearly twenty-three high-powered searchlights defying the will of Heaven.
"Master Yu!"
Wang Yi, who was leading the way, suddenly took a step forward, and the twenty-two outer disciples behind him moved in unison, like a group of Asuras who had just crawled back from the Hungry Ghost Realm.
Wang Yi stroked his smooth scalp, his eyes filled with a feverish intensity: "Disciple has understood!"
Yu Liang, in his wheelchair, twitched at the corner of his mouth, and almost dropped the rusty sword in his hand that was still trembling slightly.
"Ever since Master Yu used his divine skills to 'polish' me, my mind, which had been blocked for many years, has suddenly burst open like a dam!"
Wang Yi's voice was hoarse, tinged with a kind of morbid excitement, "When that purifying power swept over my head last night, I felt my hair stand on end, yet I was completely unharmed! Why? Because it was slippery! Because it was bright! Even the Heavenly Dao couldn't grasp it!"
He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot: "This disciple has comprehended the 'Reflective Sword Intent'! As long as I shine bright enough, even the Heavenly Dao cannot see my filth!"
The crowd behind them roared in unison, the sound waves shaking the purple bamboo forest.
"Physical consecration! A truly enlightening experience!"
"My back doesn't ache anymore! My legs don't hurt anymore! Even my inner demons have to give me a wide berth!"
Yu Liang pressed his throbbing temples.
This generation of retail investors has an absurdly strong ability to self-manage.
"So..." Yu Liang suppressed the absurdity in his heart, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest of his wheelchair, "You're blocking the doorway to repay a debt of gratitude?"
"No! It's to follow!"
Pfft!
Wang Yi slammed his knees heavily onto the bluestone slab, his kneecaps feeling as if they weren't even his own: "The sect may be large, but everyone here is blind! Only Master Yu possesses divine abilities! We twenty-three of us are willing to leave the main sect and defend Purple Bamboo Peak to the death, even if we have to do menial tasks, just so that Master Yu can occasionally... take charge of us!"
"Please, Master Yu, take me in! Please, Master Yu, take me in!"
Twenty-three strong men kowtowed simultaneously, causing the ground to tremble.
"no."
A cold, icy voice interrupted.
Sparks flew as Su Xiu flipped through the abacus in her hands, without even looking up: "Purple Bamboo Peak is in debt of 30,000. If you twenty-three mouths ate spirit rice every meal, you could bankrupt Purple Bamboo Peak in three days. Get out."
"Who says it can't be done? I think it works perfectly!"
A sudden gust of wind arose, and the smell of alcohol filled the air.
A green figure descended from the sky, and Gu Santong, riding his heavily patinated gourd, crashed haphazardly in front of everyone.
When those cloudy old eyes swept over the group of burly men, they flashed with a green light, as if they had spotted fat sheep.
"Master?" Yu Liang's eyelids twitched wildly, and a familiar feeling of being tricked welled up inside him.
Gu Santong completely ignored his apprentice, jumped off the gourd, rubbed his hands together, and circled around Wang Yi as if he were picking out cabbages at a market.
"Want to join my Purple Bamboo Peak? You have good taste!"
Old Gu chuckled, his yellow teeth gleaming in the sunlight. "My Purple Bamboo Peak cultivates the 'Pan Dao,' a technique that seizes the essence of heaven and earth. However... the method cannot be easily passed on."
He held up three withered fingers and waved them in front of Wang Yi: "Three thousand spirit stones for the entrance fee. Not a single penny less would show your lack of sincerity."
"Three thousand?!" A bead on Su Xiu's abacus flew out of her hand.
This is blatant robbery! Outer disciples can only save up a few hundred spirit stones a year by working themselves to the bone.
However, Wang Yi did not hesitate for even a second.
"Three thousand? You can get Master Yu's true teachings for only three thousand?"
His eyes blazed with an even more fervent light, as if he had stumbled upon an incredible bargain. "Brothers! Let's pool our money! This is our only chance to defy fate!"
Splash!
The storage bag was opened, and spirit stones fell like raindrops.
Some people emptied their savings, while others wrote IOUs in blood on the spot to borrow money.
In the blink of an eye, a small mountain of spirit stones appeared in front of Gu Santong.
"A total of 69,000 spirit stones, please accept this as a gift, Peak Master!" Wang Yi presented the spirit stones with an expression as devout as if he were making offerings to a deity.
"Good! Good boy!"
With a wave of his sleeve, Gu Santong caused the small mountain of spirit stones to vanish instantly.
The speed of the movement was so fast that even the afterimage was not visible, clearly indicating that the perpetrator was a repeat offender.
"From this day forward, you are all disciples of my Purple Bamboo Peak!"
The old man patted Wang Yi's bald head, then slipped away and jumped back into his wine gourd. "Leave the rest to Yu Liang! I'll go down to the market to get you... uh, a little something for our meeting!"
Bang!
A puff of green smoke billowed from the gourd, carrying the old man and 69,000 spirit stones into the sky, leaving behind only a string of arrogant laughter: "Good wine! Good wine indeed—"
In the wind, only a faint smell of fermented rice wine remained.
Yu Liang remained frozen in mid-air, his outstretched hand still in the same position.
Su Xiu stared intently in the direction where the old man had disappeared, a brick clutched in her hand.
"Master Yu?" Wang Yi approached expectantly, his bald head dangling in front of Yu Liang's eyes, which was rather irritating. "The money's paid. When do we start cultivating? This disciple is ready to be polished to a patina by you!"
Yu Liang took a deep breath and slowly withdrew his hand.
The old bastard absconded with the money, leaving me with this mess?
Row.
Now that you've paid the money, if the "service" isn't up to par, how am I supposed to survive in the fraud world with Zizhu Peak?
"very good."
Yu Liang's gaze sharpened instantly as he pointed to the pile of black dregs that Pig Master had just spat out in the distance—it was the highly toxic waste that Pig Master had dug out of the ruins of Dan Ding Peak last night to fill the pit for the rusty sword.
"The bald man is just making a statement. To achieve the Great Dao, one must cultivate inner strength."
The group of bald men looked in the direction the finger was pointing.
It was a pile of black mud that emitted a burnt, foul stench; the mere smell of it caused the roadside weeds to wither and turn yellow instantly.
Wang Yi's Adam's apple bobbed: "Master Yu, that's... the waste residue dumped from Dan Ding Peak?"
"shallow!"
Yu Liang slammed his hand on the armrest of his wheelchair and shouted sharply, "What do you mean by 'waste residue'? That's 'residue of the Great Dao'! Last night, the Heavenly Dao purified all things, even top-grade pills turned to ashes, but this pile of stuff remained! Why?"
Twenty-three pairs of eyes were fixed on him.
"Because they're poisonous! They're filthy! Even the Heavenly Dao despises them and is too lazy to purify them!"
Yu Liang's voice was deep and alluring, carrying a seductive power: "This is the foundation of our Purple Bamboo Peak—as long as we are ruthless enough, Heaven cannot kill us!"
Wang Yi was stunned.
This logic... is damnably coherent?
"Hey, you pig!" Yu Liang snapped his fingers. "Let's open the eyes of these country bumpkins."
Piglet, who was lying in the corner, grunted and reluctantly moved over.
Yu Liang held up one finger, which was the code for "an extra meal of top-grade spirit stones".
Transaction.
Pig Lord rolled his eyes, opened his abyss-like maw, and sucked hard at the pile of highly poisonous dregs.
call--!
It swallowed half a pound of black mud, enough to poison a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"belch--"
A black burp burst forth, sending up a surging wave of air.
Immediately afterwards, the previously listless aura of Pig Lord surged at a visible speed, and several obscure black Dao patterns appeared on the pink pig skin. Even the pig hair was glowing, exuding a fierce aura that kept strangers at bay.
Its body swelled again to a diameter of two meters.
boom!
The crowd erupted.
"Even pigs can increase their cultivation level by eating this?!"
"That's a deadly poison that Dan Ding Peak avoids like the plague! So all these years, we've been treating this priceless treasure like trash?"
"We're too clean! That's why we're so weak!"
Wang Yi, his eyes bloodshot, roared like a vulture spotting carrion, swooping down on the pile of dregs: "This is an opportunity! A tremendous opportunity to defy fate! Master Yu is teaching us how to exploit loopholes in the laws of heaven!"
"I want to join the religion! I want to eat dirt! I want to become dirty!"
A group of people rushed over like madmen, scrambling for the pile of foul-smelling black mud.
Su Xiu kicked a bundle of burlap sacks at him expressionlessly. It was a makeshift tent with two words scrawled on it in chicken blood: "Asceticism".
"Put them on."
Yu Liang sat in his wheelchair, the rusty sword behind him trembling, greedily absorbing the twisted, fanatical cause and effect in the air.
"Since it's about spiritual practice, it should look like spiritual practice."
He raised his hand and pointed to the distant Dan Ding Peak, where billowing black smoke lay, where the entire sect had accumulated "waste materials" over thousands of years that no one cared about.
"Target: Dan Ding Peak. Remember, we're not scavenging garbage."
Yu Liang's lips curled into a sinister smile. "We are transporting... the 'freedom' that even the Heavenly Dao finds disgusting."
"Set off!"