Free Web NovelThe group of Hui婆 were whispering, their voices very low. In the pin-drop silence, Lu Yibei could only hear faint rustling sounds.
Their discussion mostly focused on how to deal with Gu Qianqian, but it also included praise for Lu Yibei from three Hui婆 who had a very good impression of her.
Time trickled away bit by bit in the Hui婆's discussion, as if being dragged into a quagmire. Lu Yibei's heart pounded rapidly, sweat beaded on her palms, and the cold wind made her small hands icy.
Since being dragged into this by Mr. Rabbit, she didn't know how many times she had lied, but never had she been as nervous as she was now. This was dangerous.
Perhaps this was because before, it was purely for survival, but this time, the lie not only concerned herself but also implicated others, adding an invisible layer of weight.
After an unknown amount of time, the group of Hui婆 stopped their discussion. Snake-Head Hui Po, her evil golden vertical pupils slightly narrowed, looked at Lu Yibei and said coldly, "You just said to use her as a sacrifice?"
Hearing Snake-Head Hui Po speak instead of suddenly attacking, Lu Yibei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Without a trace, she tucked the talisman she had already grasped in her hand back into her sleeve and cupped her hands in greeting.
"Yes, Hui婆 Adult! A sacrifice!"
She raised her voice, held her head high, imagining the majestic body of the Great Serpent God in her mind, and said solemnly, "Adult, this is a conspiracy by an outsider, a conspiracy that has angered the gods, a conspiracy that persecutes everyone present."
"Such a sinister conspiracy, perhaps merely executing her is not enough to quell the wrath of the gods. Fortunately, putting aside this conspiracy, she is indeed a perfect sacrifice."
In my humble opinion, since she incurred the wrath of the gods by defiling the sacrifices, why not use her to fill the void in the sacrifices!"
Lu Yibei was still speaking indignantly. Snake-Head Hui Po listened to her words, her eyes shifting several times, lost in thought.
Gu Qianqian, however, felt very wronged, puffing out her cheeks, almost shouting out loud to argue with Lu Yibei. However, the moment she opened her mouth, she was stopped by the system.
"Gu Qianqian, don't speak!"
"Huh?" Gu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then immediately complained to the system in her mind, "But she's lying! I clearly didn't touch those sacrifices! I'm so angry!"
"Her? Lying? How novel!" the system said irritably. "The key now isn't whether she's lying, but that she's indirectly buying time. This way, there's a chance to get away."
"But I'm still so angry!"
"Tsk, haven't you heard that a gentleman's ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) revenge is never too late, even after ten years?"
"But I'm a beautiful girl, not a gentleman."
System, "..."
After Lu Yibei finished speaking, Snake-Head Hui Po fell into brief contemplation. After a few Hui婆 beside her leaned forward and whispered a few words, she looked at Lu Yibei and nodded.
"Your plan is good. Then, as you said, use her as a sacrifice to the gods."
"Also, I hear you are the most outstanding candidate for Priests of this generation? Then you shall preside over this sacrifice. After it is done, you can obtain the status of a Priest."
"Thank you for your recognition, Hui婆 Adult!" Lu Yibei replied, subtly clenching her small fist.
Well done! This is exactly what I wanted. Even if you didn't say it, I would have brought it up myself.
Presiding over this sacrifice will buy a lot of time to figure out a way to help Gu Qianqian escape. It will also allow me to get closer to the Great Serpent God, find an opportunity to steal knowledge, and then make a clean getaway.
Simply perfect!
Lu Yibei thought excitedly, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over the deformed villagers beside her, but she couldn't help but frown slightly.
For some reason, she saw looks of pity in the eyes of those villagers, as if they were not looking at someone about to become a Priest, but at a hopeless wretch.
Why was this?
Could it be that presiding over the Priests carried some danger? Lu Yibei thought, becoming unconsciously wary of the upcoming sacrifice.
After a brief disturbance, the feast celebrating the Great Serpent God's grace began again.
The deformed villagers continued to scramble for the "delicious delicacies" cooked from the flesh and blood of urban legend. The soup, emitting a strange odor mixed with meat scraps, spilled onto the ground and soaked into the soil.
Now, not a single person paid attention to Gu Qianqian, who had been captured by the black great serpent.
But.
They always avoided Lu Yibei, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
It was hard to imagine that villagers with numerous unknown diseases in their bodies, whose festering sores even spread to their faces, would avoid a person as if she were a plague god.
However, facing this situation, Lu Yibei didn't care much. She didn't have many relatives in her family to begin with, let alone any warmth of kinship.
Halfway through the feast, three Hui婆 brought Lu Yibei the Priests' robes. Their appearances were almost identical, making it impossible to tell if they were the same three who had appeared in the ruined temple earlier.
After receiving the robe, she took this opportunity, using the excuse of changing clothes, to slip away from the open space in the center of the village. She returned to the stone house at the village entrance and found the guitar bag she had hidden there earlier.
The Priests' robes were made of a strange material. They looked like silk or gauze but felt slick to the touch, like reptile skin, making one suspicious of their origin.
Lu Yibei was originally worried that the Coat wouldn't be able to replicate this texture, forcing her to wear something of unknown origin.
However, after devouring the Priests' robe, the Coat not only perfectly replicated it but also thoughtfully added a layer of velvet lining.
Lu Yibei was very satisfied with this. The resentment she had felt earlier because the Coat had secretly eaten vanished instantly. She even wanted to feed it a few more urban legend core bodies.
After changing her clothes, she took out the other two ancestral cleavers and the drawstring bag full of talismans from the guitar bag and kept them close to her body.
She wasn't sure whose words were more credible, Meng Raoze's or the cries for help she had heard when entering the Bamboo Scroll Illusion earlier. In any case, she was ready to kill the Great Serpent God the moment she had a chance.
Before leaving, she also checked on the young man who had been knocked out by the mingwang statue. The result was satisfactory; he was completely unconscious.
May you have a wonderful and sensuous dream with the Great Sun Mingwang...
Lu Yibei thought, placing the mingwang statue on the young man's body, pushed open the door of the stone house, and walked towards the center of the village.
When she returned to the open space in the center of the village, the feast was already nearing its end. A group of Priests wearing long robes had gathered at the edge of the clearing.
As Lu Yibei returned, a sharp, piercing sound of a suona rang out.
The sound, like weeping and lamenting, was like a mournful cry from distant times.
Then came a "Clang!" of a gong, which sounded so abrupt and grating on this night.
After the gong sounded, Snake-Head Hui Po gave Lu Yibei a cold look, then turned and led the group of Priests towards the pitch-black mountains.
The villagers, carrying lanterns, followed numbly behind, like a flock of sheep being herded.
Seeing this familiar scene, Lu Yibei's eyes narrowed slightly. She quickened her pace and joined the ranks of the Priests.
Soon, this mighty procession left the desolate village and ventured deep into the fragmented mountains.
The heavy rain intensified, and the sky grew darker. Pale mist gathered in the dense forest.
Under the dim light, the huge maze formed by the trees seemed to connect to an unknown labyrinth.
There were many people in the procession going to the sacrifice, but the surroundings were dead silent, as if everyone was even breathing carefully. The atmosphere was exceptionally oppressive.
Vaguely, she heard a series of hoarse whispers coming from Gu Qianqian.
"Clearing progress 73%... 73.5%..."
"Gu Qianqian, be quiet. You'll expose me like this..."
"74.6%..."
Talking to herself? Or talking to that strange thing inside her?
Filled with doubt, Lu Yibei wanted to communicate with Gu Qianqian, but as soon as she got slightly closer, the great serpents wrapped around Gu Qianqian would let out threatening low growls at her.
After trying two or three times, she had to give up to avoid arousing suspicion.
As she walked forward, looking at the flagstone path ahead covered in dark green fungi, Lu Yibei's mood grew heavier.
Based on her previous experience entering the Bamboo Scroll Illusion, the sinkhole that imprisoned the Great Serpent God was about to appear.
Not long after this thought flashed through her mind, the witchs egg dormant in her heart began to stir. A cold aura spread through her body, rippling outwards in circles of temptation, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.
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What exactly was attracting the witchs egg? Lu Yibei wondered.
The next moment, the mist before her eyes gradually parted. The sinkhole, permeated with a foul and evil aura, was like a giant beast from ancient times, opening its gaping maw, or like a dark, festering sore growing on the earth.
As the sinkhole appeared in their view, the Priests and villagers immediately spread out along the rugged and steep edges.
Walking along the edge of the sinkhole, Lu Yibei found the small path in the thick weeds that had caused her to slide towards the sinkhole last time. She then glanced at the bottomless abyss again, a chill running down her spine.
It was too deep, at least thirty or forty stories high. If someone with acrophobia saw this scene, they would probably faint on the spot. Lu Yibei thought.
Blood-colored lanterns swayed, everyone was praying, and the air was filled with the meaningless whispers of hundreds of people, converging together like a wicked elegy.
Lu Yibei was mixed among them, completely unaware of what the people around her were saying. She could only observe Gu Qianqian while biting the bullet and babbling incoherently, shaking her head.
"...Kuntukutakakatikotsuwaxilaxong... MiaMolaxunaDannyXieLihong..."
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But.
What was so special about the Priest presiding over the ritual?
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As Lu Yibei was contemplating, a figure clad in red silently appeared behind her, extending hands with sharp claws and pale skin, and forcefully pushed towards her back.
Lu Yibei had already noticed the villagers' abnormality in the open space in the center of the village and was wary of potential attacks from all sides.
Just as the pale hands were about to touch her back, she, as if prescient, turned sideways and saw a figure in red brush past her. The figure then teetered precariously on the edge of the sinkhole, twisting its limbs in a strange posture for a moment before stabilizing itself.
It was the Snake-Head Hui Po!
Lu Yibei was startled for a moment, then her face darkened, and she said in a deep voice, "Hui Po Adult, what are you doing?"
The Snake-Head Hui Po did not respond to Lu Yibei. Her body, covered in black scales, suddenly swelled up, and her neck continuously elongated. Within two or three breaths, her clothes were torn, and she transformed into a huge black snake with four limbs, looking down at Lu Yibei and letting out a low growl.
"Escorting the sacrifices to the ancestral hall is the mission of the Priest presiding over the ritual. You, wish to defy orders!?"
A soul-stirring sense of oppression struck, and a fragrance filled the air from her nostrils.
A fragrant and rich aroma, full of energy that caused people to fall and go mad, a dizzying scent.
Sensing the abnormality, Lu Yibei held her breath.
"..."
Did she realize something was wrong with me a long time ago? Or did she simply want to vent her anger from being bumped?
Damn, no matter how I look at it, she has been plotting to screw me over for a long time!
Also, the village's ancestral hall is actually at the bottom of the sinkhole. Why didn't Meng Raoze tell me before?
And... and...
For a moment, Lu Yibei's thoughts raced, her lips slightly parted as she calculated how to deal with the crisis before her, when a sudden scream of terror erupted in her ears.
Following the sound, the large black snake threw Gu Qianqian into the sky. Her body drifted in mid-air like a falling leaf.
At the same time, around the sinkhole, the Priests also pushed the dark wooden boxes placed beside them, letting them slide down the small paths hidden in the weeds towards the abyss.
The real mountain sacrifice ritual began.
In the brief moment of stupefaction, the monster transformed from the Snake-Head Hui Po had already pounced with bared fangs and claws, her sharp claws stirring up gusts of foul-smelling black wind.
The situation was critical, and Lu Yibei no longer hid. She instantly drew the kitchen knife from her Coat and fiercely swung it towards the whistling claws, adding a hideous wound to the claws while using the force to leap backward and silently chanting the Red Flame Flash Spell.
The Spiritual Energy floating around instantly became agitated, as if ignited.
Her toes touched the ground, and her body was still sliding backward on the wet surface when several crimson fireballs shot out from Lu Yibei's fingertips, accurately smashing onto the Snake-Head Hui Po's wound, emitting a crackling sound like oil being ignited.
Accompanied by the explosion, the Snake-Head Hui Po swayed, letting out an angry roar, showing a slight tendency to fall backward.
Strike while she's down!
Lu Yibei's gaze narrowed slightly, her body shifted, and she stomped hard on a protruding rock beside her, instantly leaping into the air, holding two knives and slashing forward.
At that moment, she went against the wind and faced the rain, her slightly reddish long hair fluttering, her eyes filled with killing intent.
...
On the other side.
Gu Qianqian, who was falling into the sinkhole, did not experience the expected feeling of weightlessness. As her body fell to be level with the sinkhole's opening, her speed suddenly slowed, as if she had sunk into quicksand, slowly descending but unable to break free and escape.
"Roar—!"
Amidst an angry roar, the system slightly paused the process of clearing the corrupted divine blood, glanced in the direction the roar came from, and then said in a heavy tone, "Gu Qianqian..."
"Huh?"
"Never mind, it's nothing... 92.1%..."
Seeing the intensity of Lu Yibei's fight with the Snake-Head Hui Po, the system originally wanted to correct what it had said to Gu Qianqian, wanting to tell her that she wasn't the most battle-talented person it had ever seen, at most tied for first.
It immediately became afraid of hitting her confidence and fell silent again.
That guy... even without relying on the power within her body, she would be very formidable if she grew up.
If Gu Qianqian knew that her fated enemy was not only more ruthless than her, had battle talent almost equal to hers, but also was proficient in Spells, and skillfully mastered various Alchemy potions and talisman crafting techniques...
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As the system was thinking, a sudden clap of thunder exploded in the sky, interrupting its thoughts.
Dazzling lightning snakes weaved through the lead-colored clouds that seemed within reach, then quickly fled as if for their lives, and the thunder gradually ceased.
In the midst of a dead silence, a vast and lifeless sense of oppression struck from all directions.
A massive black shadow, more profound than the shadows beneath the sinkhole, crawled sinuously past, then instantly soared into the air.
The dark black shadow, faintly glowing with an eerie light, churned like boiling water, and also like a mass of impure living beings mixed together, constantly splitting and proliferating into blasphemous limbs, emitting maddening screams, extending, coiling, and dragging in all directions.
"Oh no, Gu Qianqian!"
The system only had time to let out a loud shout before Gu Qianqian was entangled around the waist by a dark limb and dragged towards the depths of the sinkhole.
...
On the edge of the sinkhole, relying on the ancestral kitchen knife's sharpness, which was enough to wound a god, Lu Yibei fought back and forth with the Snake-Head Hui Po, even subtly gaining the upper hand, leaving several deep, bone-revealing wounds on the Snake-Head Hui Po's body.
However.
She never expected that forced person couldn't win and actually called for backup, oh no, it should be called for a god!
As a strong burning pain came from her eyes, warning of approaching danger, Lu Yibei's vision blurred for a moment, her body froze, and the next moment she was sent flying by the Snake-Head Hui Po's whistling tail.
The moment she was sent flying, a dark shadow struck, coiling around her ankle, and a chill that seemed to pierce her soul swept over her.
In a panic, she flailed her arms. The moment her left hand touched a cold scale, she instinctively swung the ancestral kitchen knife with her right hand and stabbed it in. In an instant, cold, foul-smelling blood spurted onto her body, and the Snake-Head Hui Po's terrifying shriek rang in her ears.
"Scream your mom! If we die, we die together!"
Lu Yibei shouted fiercely, gripping the knife handle tightly with both hands, and stabbed the kitchen knife a little further into the Snake-Head Hui Po's flesh.
Her body was being dragged towards the sinkhole little by little. The Snake-Head Hui Po thrashed her limbs wildly, her body twisting violently, and her sharp claws made a series of teeth-grinding sounds on the ground.
Then...
Accompanied by the sound of rocks cracking, she, along with Lu Yibei, plunged towards the abyss.
"Roar—!"
It was as if the cries of millions of wronged souls and the hissing of countless venomous snakes had converged.
The Snake-Head Hui Po's terrifying wail echoed in Lu Yibei's ears. A strong sense of weightlessness struck, her body couldn't stop falling, and it even started spinning.
Everything around seemed like phantoms, colors intense, overlapping and merging, rapidly receding, and then plunging into complete darkness.
Her eyes couldn't see any light, as if covered by a huge black curtain, sinking into eternal night...
