Chapter 179: Chapter 171: The Stage, the Play Begins
"Good Luck Comes~ Wishing you good luck~ Good luck brings joy and love~"
"Good Luck Comes~ Our good luck has come~ Riding our good luck to prosper far and wide~"
And so, within this altar buried deep underground and teeming with ghostly shadows, Su Ling’er witnessed the most bizarre and grotesque scene of her entire life.
On her left, countless Curses emitted gurgling sounds that seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, "GURGLE... GURGLE...";
On her right, the black cats and grinning imps let out ear-piercing, shrill screeches, "MEEEOW... MEEOW...";
And above her head, the song "Good Luck Comes" echoed all around... a song filled with celebration, hope, and blessings.
For a moment, everyone’s expression froze.
It was a complex look, a mixture of extreme terror, utter disbelief, and an existential crisis.
The moment Su Ling’er heard the song, she didn’t even need to think. She was one hundred percent certain this was absolutely, positively her senior brother’s masterpiece!
’Can’t you read the room?!’
’Is this... a time for good luck?!’
’What kind of divine good luck is this supposed to be?!’
’How can there be any good luck at a time like this?!’
’We’re about to be completely surrounded by monsters, and you’re actually playing "Good Luck Comes" to bring joy and love??!’
’What kind of sick joke is this?!’
’Are you trying to send us to the afterlife with a song, or are you just giving the ghosts some dinner music while they eat us?!’
Wang Xiedi was also on the verge of a breakdown.
’Why?!’
’Why is there such a cheerful tune at a moment of life and death?!’
’Could it be... could it be some kind of advanced sound-wave Magic, capable of purifying these evil spirits?!’
’But all I feel is my head buzzing!’
’And this melody is way too catchy! My head is just filled with "Wishing you good luck" now. I’m about to forget how to even form a Technique, and I can’t feel tense at all!!!’
’If we start fighting later, am I going to end up shouting "Good Luck Comes" while I attack?!’
Just as all the survivors were about to have a mental breakdown from the bizarre background music, Su Ling’er decided to risk it all!
She wanted to try Sword Flight. Although her own current ability was only at the Foundation Establishment level, she wanted to see if she could get everyone on her sword at once and fly them all out!
However, her Wooden Sword had just lifted three feet off the ground when—!
"BOOM—!!!"
A huge bang came from the center of the stone chamber!
The entire underground altar shook violently as a massive stage, carved with strange theatrical scenes, slowly rose from beneath the ground!
As the stage appeared, an immense pressure instantly blanketed the entire area!
"THUD!"
Her Wooden Sword had barely left the ground when Su Ling’er felt a force descend from above, slamming her directly back down to the floor.
’This place... has a flight restriction?!’
’With my Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivation, I can’t even activate my Sword Control Skill!!!’
What was even stranger was that the Curses, which had been madly closing in, actually stopped in their tracks after the stage rose.
Their twisted heads all turned toward the stage, as if they were an audience waiting for a good show to begin.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Dong Changsheng had already led the charge toward the weak point in the passage, where the black cats and imps were.
The other disciples no longer hesitated, following him as if their lives depended on it.
Even the two surviving ordinary people were scared out of their wits, scrambling and crawling to keep up with the fleeing group, terrified of being left behind.
Li Chunfeng was taken aback. ’Aren’t you all running a bit too fast?’
’Well, I’d better get going too.’
’It’s good that young people have so much energy, but forget it. I’ll just think of this as some exercise for myself. That’s a good thing too. I’ve got to run.’
He ran at the very back, not forgetting to shout at the top of his lungs to Su Ling’er and the others who had been left behind:
"It’s a good thing they’ve stopped, but running for your life is more important! We can’t stay here! Run!"
"Immortal... Immortal Master..."
The woman watched as everyone abandoned her and left, her heart filling with despair.
She understood that as a burden with a sprained ankle, she had been completely abandoned.
She hugged her child and collapsed onto the cold ground, tears streaming down her face, having lost even the strength to cry for help.
Just when she thought she was doomed to die, a figure appeared by her side.
It was the young-looking Immortal Mistress.
"I’ll do it!"
Su Ling’er had no time for words. She tossed the child into Wang Xiedi’s hands, then darted to the woman’s side. Reaching out, she grabbed the woman by the back of her waist as if lifting a grocery basket and turned to flee!
The woman felt her body go light as she was lifted into the air in an extremely undignified posture.
She stared blankly at the bold and uninhibited Immortal Mistress before her, her despair instantly replaced by shock and gratitude.
’She... She didn’t abandon me...’
’When everyone else was only thinking of saving themselves, this Immortal Lady... was actually willing to save a burden like me...’
’Although... although this way of carrying someone is a bit... unladylike... and it’s even a little tight, I feel like my dinner is about to get shaken out of me...’
’But... maybe this is just the unique way Immortal Masters save people?’
’If I make it back alive, I have to tell my husband all about it. When Immortal Masters save people, they carry them around like grocery baskets!’
However, just as Su Ling’er and the others were preparing to break through toward the main group and the black cats and imps, the unexpected happened!
"RUMBLE!"
A series of loud bangs!
Massive stone walls came crashing down, instantly separating the four of them from the others who had already charged some distance ahead!
The other undercover disciples, besides Wang Xiedi and Su Ling’er, were cut off on the other side of the stone walls.
And Su Ling’er, Wang Xiedi, and the mother and child were completely trapped within this theater-like area, with the stage at its center!
Su Ling’er’s expression changed. She swung her Wooden Sword and viciously struck the stone wall, but it only produced a shower of sparks. The wall didn’t budge an inch!
Her Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivation couldn’t even put a dent in this strange stone wall!
On the other side, separated by the stone wall, Dong Changsheng and the others glanced back at it.
"Miss Su! We’ll go ahead and clear the path for you! You catch up quickly!!!"
Then he led the others and continued charging toward the side with the imps and black cats. The two ordinary people also kept running toward the Immortal Masters.
"Immortal Masters, Immortal Masters! Wait for us!"
Su Ling’er was stunned when she heard this.
’Are you really that decisive?’
’Do I look like I can catch up?’
’What kind of "clearing the path" do you call this?’
’Aren’t righteous cultivators supposed to stay behind and prioritize protecting ordinary people? How could you just charge ahead so decisively?’
’How can Mr. Dong be so unreliable?’
’Oh well. I just hope he can protect those two ordinary people.’
At that moment, a small portion of the Curses seemed to split off, melting into the shadows to give chase in the direction the others had fled.
The majority, however, continued to watch the stage.
On the stage, the lamps lit themselves, and the gongs and drums began to sound on their own.
The play... had begun!