Chapter 117: Polluting Its Faith
“No, I scored big myself this time, why are you here? Classic to take credit? Trying to steal kills?”
Luxianbei tilted his head as he looked at the Proxy Player Sister, voicing his doubts.
“If I wanted to steal kills, would I wait until now?” The Proxy Player Sister crossed her arms, rolled her eyes, and said, “In the past, when I was getting beaten up, I called the other person ‘Little Sweetheart,’ but now that you’re tough enough and don’t need me anymore, you say others are here to steal kills. How unfair, how…”
“Alright, alright, enough with the performance!” Luxianbei waved his hand to interrupt. “Let’s get to the point!”
I know you well enough; there’s no need for this!
“Tsk!” The Proxy Player Sister dissatisfiedly spat and pouted, “I actually didn’t come out on my own; I sensed an aura and thought I should remind you.”
It was a familiar, nauseating smell, like burning garbage.
“Remind me? Remind me of what?” Luxianbei questioned, puzzled.
“Remind you that the guy who just died has negligible impact on the Pink Fluffy Rabbit, but his actions have left a huge calamity.” The Proxy Player Sister stated.
“Calamity? How so?”
“…” After pondering for a few seconds, the Proxy Player Sister’s expression suddenly turned serious, her tone heavy, “The Pink Fluffy Rabbit has been awakened…”
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That night, in the Bamboo Slips Illusion.
Under the cover of night, the undulating mountain ridges outlined a dark silhouette, and a gray-white mist floated between the mountains. Giant mushrooms glowing with faint blue or ghostly green light covered the ground, illuminating the forest.
Intermittent, bell-like laughter echoed through the forest, as if it were haunted.
A small fish resembling an anglerfish, dark and ugly, curled its body, perched atop a jutting giant rock, gazing up at the sparse sky with a rare expression of relaxation.
After nearly a month of unyielding effort by the system, the research on the six-winged chicken-winged pig finally succeeded!
Looking up, under the shelter of towering trees, a dozen plump, chubby, and adorable fat pigs flapped their three pairs of over three-meter wings, swiftly spiraling among the dark branches.
Gu Qiqi rode on the back of the leading flower pig, laughing joyfully.
Okay, this can no longer be considered a chicken-winged pig, but whose fault is that for Gu Qiqi’s ridiculous demands? The system thought secretly.
In fact, the research on the chicken-winged pig had stagnated half a month prior.
Until a few days ago, spending a large sum of money, a half-corpse of a special urban legend was obtained, extracting its weak powers to supply the inheritance beast’s flesh for replication, then making slight adjustments, finally achieving success.
It was a type of urban legend born from French folklore, a wild boar covered in black feathers. Gu Qiqi had searched the entire Ghost Market of Huacheng to find this treasure, which even the small shopkeeper didn’t know the name of.
After a while, Gu Qiqi steered her six-winged flower pig to land beside the system and pouted, “System, I’m thinking about changing my mind a bit. Can we refrain from eating them?”
As she spoke, she glanced at the six-winged flower pig next to her. Upon seeing the plump cuts of meat, she couldn’t help but “slurp” and swallow.
Ha, saying no, but the body remains as honest as ever… The system quietly chuckled and calmly replied, “That won’t do. You have such a poor will; you’ll change your mind every few days.”
“I think it’s better to butcher them early and let the villagers taste the flavor.”
Upon hearing that, the nearby flower pig’s eyes widened in fright, and it backed away repeatedly.
Clearly, it understood the meaning of those words.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry!” Gu Qiqi quickly pulled the flower pig into her arms, her face anxious, “This time is different; I will take good care of them!”
Aha, got the hook! The system thought excitedly, casually saying, “Alright, let’s see how you perform!”
In fact, at the moment of the six-winged pigs’ birth, the system noticed that they possessed extraordinary talents. If they grew up, they could reach a level equivalent to D+ to C-grade urban legends, making them more suitable as transportation rather than ingredients.
“…”
Although they couldn’t provide ample meat for the dependents in the illusion, similar to taming horses, providing them with efficient transportation would likewise enhance Gu Qiqi’s spirit patterns.
During this time, the power of faith had accumulated quite a bit; all that was left was to gather enough materials and wait for a special opportunity, and Gu Qiqi would be able to advance…
On that day, as Gu Qiqi advanced to Cataclysm Grade, the power would feed back to her dependents, and perhaps with these six-winged pigs, she could organize a formidable cavalry! The system thought passionately.
Calamity had gained so many dependents through the Hundred Demons Walk, and Gu Qiqi must also have a force capable of confronting it.
Although riding pigs to save the world seemed a bit strange, who said that a savior must be stylish?
“Hey! Not good, System! Something big happened!”
The system was immersed in a beautiful future blueprint when Gu Qiqi suddenly exclaimed, interrupting its thoughts.
“What now? Why the panic?”
“There’s, there’s a legendary quest that turned red!” Gu Qiqi said.
“Mm?” The system was stunned for a moment, hastily checking the quest list and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Holy cr*p! Yangyi?!”
[Legendary Quest III: Moment of Awakening, Ominous Calamity
Quest Description: Neither alive nor dead.
It knows everything because it spies.
Desire like mire swallows people.
It awakens from that muddy, bottomless abyss.
Quest Content: Yangyi is stimulated by an unknown force, entering a semi-awakened state. Please find a way to make it fall back asleep as soon as possible.
Countdown: 46:58:23]
With each passing second, the countdown made the system anxious.
Having learned of Calamity’s appearance near Dachunyang Palace, it already felt uneasy, fearing that Calamity would cause some major disturbance.
However, it never expected that Calamity would awaken Yangyi ahead of time.
Though only in a semi-awakened state that lasted less than two days, the S-grade, referred to as Cataclysm, held power equal to a natural disaster, even more terrifying.
In fact, Yangyi could cause immense destruction at the moment of its awakening because it had previously undergone several semi-awakening states lasting from seconds to minutes before fully awakening.
In that half-asleep and half-awake state, it spread its “spores” from the God Realm across the world, and those who sensed its “spores” would become like members of the Secret Society, or even existences like Hu Chuan who act on its powers.
Allowing such power to rampage for over forty hours, what level of destruction would it cause? How many Yangyi cultists would emerge? The system could hardly fathom.
Yangyi’s morning mood was extremely frightening!
“…”
This shouldn’t have happened! Why like this?
Calamity’s current strength was wholly insufficient to confront Yangyi; how could she be so reckless? This wasn’t her style at all!
Where is the Black Emperor? What is he doing? Didn’t he notice Calamity’s actions?
The system puzzled over this, and after a moment of contemplation, looked at Gu Qiqi, whose small eyes gradually revealed a complex color.
Though even if Yangyi were to fully awaken, there were possibilities for a turnaround, being triggered to enter a semi-awakened state at this moment undoubtedly would give it more followers.
This would make Gu Qiqi’s task significantly more challenging, in other words, it would be easier for her to d*e!
But looking at Gu Qiqi’s seemingly eternal smile, the system didn’t have the heart to tell her this cruel truth…
“Gu Qiqi…”
“What’s up?”
“Nothing, are you hungry?”
“Hungry… wait!” Gu Qiqi’s expression suddenly turned wary, hugging the flower pig beside her, “Are you testing me? Hmph, don’t worry, I can’t possibly eat Jin Hua!”
Yes, Gu Qiqi had already named that six-winged flower pig, Gu Jinhua, after Jinhua ham.
Jinhua… The system was momentarily speechless, leaving behind a steaming roasted pig trotter before quietly drifting away.
It needed to think quietly about how to help Gu Qiqi grow stronger faster.
The situation was dire, unavoidable.
Thus, after the system floated away, Gu Qiqi, in front of Jinhua, grabbed the pig trotter and began to enjoy it wholeheartedly.
Jinhua, “!!!”
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“Holy cr*p! What the hell is this? What should we do? You can’t be serious about sending me to stop it, right?”
After hearing the complete story from the Proxy Player Sister, Luxianbei let out a series of exclamations.
During the Hundred Demons Walk, he had witnessed the havoc caused by the Pestilence Taijie’s avatar for several hours, and now they were going to amplify that destruction several times!
Just a few minutes of semi-sleep and semi-wakefulness could create a disaster like Hu Chuan; if that state maintained for over forty hours, wouldn’t there be a multitude of Yangyi power agents everywhere?
Just thinking about it, Luxianbei felt a headache coming on.
“Stop thinking too highly of yourself, little brother!” The Proxy Player Sister rolled her eyes at Luxianbei. “That’s a genuine Cataclysm-grade, so it should be handled by Cataclysm-grade!”
“That’s right, I’m talking about the Black Emperor and those helpers he found…”
“What does that have to do with me?” Luxianbei questioned, confused.
Sending me to interfere in their battle would be like a three-year-old running around on a seventy-kilogram free-fighting ring—just one misstep, and I’d be reduced to meat paste!
“Although this time they’re the main characters, considering the current situation, their methods are still insufficient!” The Proxy Player Sister shrugged. “So you need to help them…”
“Help them what? Cheer them on?” Luxianbei blurted out.
“If that were really effective… although it would be embarrassing, I could reluctantly put on a cheerleader outfit and do a dance for them.”
“If necessary, you could do that, but…” The Proxy Player Sister changed her tone, “What I want you to do is temporarily cut off its source of power to give the Black Emperor and them a chance.”
“What?! How can I possibly do that?” Luxianbei shook his head vehemently.
What a joke! This task was like during wartime, asking someone to blow up the enemy’s oil refinery and power plants, cutting off their energy supply. It sounds simple, but it’s the most critical task!
“Simple, simple!” The Proxy Player Sister soothed Luxianbei while casually saying, “When did I ever lie to you?”
“If it’s so simple, then you go!”
“Sure!” The Proxy Player Sister smiled, a glint of cunning flashing in her eyes.
Luxianbei, “???”
Agreeing so readily? No proxy fee? There’s definitely a big conspiracy at play here!
Compared to that invisible Pink Fluffy Rabbit, she was far more afraid of the Proxy Player Sister pulling some tricks to sabotage her.
Realizing this, Luxianbei quickly backtracked, “Forget it, I thought about it, and I’ll just go myself. Youth is about having a few bl**d-stirring moments that are imprinted in memory; a hot-blooded youth like me wouldn’t back down.”
“Now, what should I do?”
“Actually, polluting that guy’s faith is somewhat challenging, but the situation is different now. If you can get that person you just fought with to take action…” The Proxy Player Sister said her pre-prepared lines.
She knew Luxianbei too well; if she agreed so straightforwardly, Luxianbei would become suspicious and act on his own initiative.
The Proxy Player Sister had no intention of taking Luxianbei’s place; after all, this time they needed the sword from Qing Ji capable of briefly pausing time, and then, at that moment of brief pause, interrupt the connection between Yangyi and its followers, spreading out their ideological imprint.
Just like spreading a virus.
However, aside from having thrust the remaining soul inside the broken sword once, and hearing a story from the soul of Qing Ji within the ruler, she had no other contact with Qing Ji.
In fact, the reason the soul of Qing Ji in the ruler was willing to tell her that story was that it mistakenly thought she was Luxianbei.
When she acquired Ling Tai Purification, she sensed the remaining soul was hidden in the sword and immediately erased its consciousness…
Bringing her thoughts back, the Proxy Player Sister looked at Luxianbei and asked, “Do you remember the feeling of that sword that made you lose consciousness a moment ago?”
“That sword…” Luxianbei thought carefully and frowned.
Feeling? Was the Proxy Player Sister referring to the feeling when the Ancestor’s sword slashed, seemingly severing the river of time?
“Did you recall?” Seeing Luxianbei silent for a while, the Proxy Player Sister pouted, “It doesn’t matter if you can’t remember, you just need to know if you can please him, have him unleash a full-force sword strike, and then pass on the ideological imprint I left you to those who have been corroded.”
The simplest way to pollute faith is to create a deviation in the object of the followers’ worship.
When this deviation reaches a certain degree, it can even destroy the original powers of urban legends.
Just like countless urban legends changing, falling, and corrupting over the centuries.
“How difficult could that be?” Luxianbei said confidently.
That was his own ancestor!
Now that Hu Chuan controlling him was already gone, asking him to do something shouldn’t be hard, thought Luxianbei.
“…”
Just try it and you’ll find out.
Having him unleash a full-force sword strike means exhausting his spirit energy, and it may mean losing that memory.
That’s the true difficulty…
The Proxy Player Sister thought, her expression deadpan, “You do your best…”
“So see you later?” Luxianbei asked.
“Mm, see you later.”
As her voice fell, Luxianbei felt his body suddenly plummet, and then his vision went dark.
