novelAbuy Chapter 65 Sea Dragon, Underground Rat Man
Chapter 65 Sea Dragon, Underground Rat Man
Si Chen had just lain down fully clothed, leaning against the couch, and was drifting off to sleep to the sound of the surging river and sea. He was oblivious to the world around him when he heard the exclamations of the crowd outside.
Si Chen slept very soundly, and was still somewhat reluctant to leave.
Hearing the commotion outside, Si Chen got up and went to investigate, still wrapped in his outer robe.
"A blizzard is coming when you ascend to the top."
"The White Disaster is coming!"
The crowd no longer cared about the wooden oxen and horses on the paper boats.
It's good enough if you can even save yourself.
The massive anchor slowly sank into the seabed, while the thick iron chains floated in the water.
The treasure ship radiated a vast spiritual light, using the power of the Kunpeng to control the surrounding waters and forcefully stabilize the ocean currents sweeping in from beneath the surface.
Green vines would occasionally fall from the hull, swirling up large numbers of fish and shrimp in the sea, which it would then devour to replenish its energy.
I have no idea where these fish came from, that they would just walk right into my doorstep.
Large amounts of water vapor gushed out along with the scorching keel.
The righteous men clung to the pillars inside the cabin, their faces pale.
The paladins silently recited scriptures, their rosaries spinning rapidly.
Xu Wenjue pushed open the door and entered, completely soaked. "Sir, this damn weather, it came so fast and suddenly, without any warning, it's not normal."
Jiazi followed closely behind, removing his armor, his scalding blood and spiritual energy surging within him.
"Something is definitely up to no good; could it be that some demon is stirring up trouble in the dark?"
Si Chen frowned, raised his hand, and gestured for everyone to be quiet.
He bent down and listened intently to the sounds of heaven and earth.
Amidst the raging winds and torrential rain, the natural order was irreversible, appearing as if a natural disaster had struck.
Si Chen looked up at the sky and saw that the North Star was still clearly visible in the night sky.
By focusing one's mind on the inner landscape and comparing the inner and outer worlds, the outside world suddenly seemed to lack vitality. The starry sky, which should have been revolving and flowing around the celestial pivot, was merely a rigid cycle.
In the interior starry sky, a dragon's shadow coils.
Seeing this, Si Chen understood what was going on.
"The one who comes is probably a dormant dragon."
"These kinds of true dragons are most skilled in transformation, appearing as if they are not real, as if they are not real, a beautiful old dream. The dragon appears only briefly, never showing its tail. Everyone, keep your minds focused and watch how I break this illusion." As Si Chen spoke, he drew a Xiao Xiang sword from his chest.
Everyone opened their eyes wide but could see nothing.
As the sword tip pointed at the crowd, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred.
Only Xu Wenjue felt a stinging pain between his eyebrows.
It seems that Xu Wenjue's actions these past few days have angered her.
That sycophant from the Lin family is staying here and refusing to leave.
The others did not react at all, and could only see Si Chen's hand clenching in a vague way.
Si Chen raised his hand to calm the restless Xiao Xiang Sword, then raised his sword and said, "Everyone, please stand still."
"If you're going to take the position, you'd better aim carefully." Everyone stood there, looking at Si Chen with some trepidation.
"At worst, I'll just save you all. What's the big deal?" Si Chen casually swung his sword, and the shimmering moonlight danced in the room. A small dragon could be vaguely seen swirling in the mist. The moment the sword light shattered the illusion, a dragon's tail disappeared from everyone's sight.
Looking out of the cabin again, there was no blizzard in sight.
It was clearly a scene of peaceful and serene times.
The Dinghai patted its belly; there were no fish there, only seaweed. Only the feeling of fullness lingered.
Everyone felt as if they had experienced a dream.
After all that effort, I felt completely exhausted.
After quickly checking the paper boats and seeing that they were still intact on the treasure ship, he lay down fully clothed and soon fell asleep.
Si Chen released the celestial demons from his inner realm, especially the Fairy Jinghuan, who had been ashamed to show her face ever since her magic was broken.
It has a pair of blue-faced, fanged features like a she-devil.
They were even too embarrassed to look into the Mirror of Love and Lust.
The more I look at it, the sadder I get.
His three thousand wicked demons transformed into beings within the inner landscape and settled down in this place.
It was their good fortune to be able to become disciples of this celestial official.
By using this supernatural power early on, one can wash away all karmic burdens and avoid engaging in shameful acts in a muddled state.
In other words, within this interior scene, apart from the city of Tianjin which has been fully revealed, the rest of the area remains a chaotic mess, making it appear too small.
Si Chen marked them and released them all to serve as servants on the treasure ship, ordering them to clean up the mess.
They wouldn't need to harm anyone in the future, but they couldn't be freeloaders either. The incense and prayers they received couldn't be used for nothing. Seeing that they had some magical power, they simply decided to use them as maids.
It's another celestial demon, formless and intangible—that couldn't be better.
However, to others, this scene appeared particularly eerie and terrifying.
The treasure ship vigorously exhaled steam, billowed its sails, and headed straight north.
Heading north, along the coast for twenty miles, there are large areas of solid ice that have not yet thawed.
After carefully inspecting the area, Xu Wenjue, Jiazi, and Jiachen returned.
Si Chen listened attentively, then explained, "Dragons can be large or small, visible or hidden, but they will never reveal their true form in the mortal world. There is no need for you to panic."
Just now, they were probably passing by in the spirit world.
It merely interferes with reality.
But even the slightest ripple is enough to cause a huge uproar.
But in short, apart from Si Chen, everyone else is just a bunch of mortal bodies that live only a day and die in a day, not even enough to fill someone's teeth.
Everyone was relieved.
We need to hurry up and settle down again.
It was already midnight.
In the city of Tianjin.
Xu Ji, Li Changqiao, and Yang Ruohan, who were imprisoned in the dungeon, slowly raised their heads. A tearing sound and the cracking of bones came from beneath their skin, as if a skin had been shed. Three invisible and intangible shadows rolled to the ground.
They turned out to be three blurry rat-men with pure white fur.
In Catholicism, the name "Mouse" is widely known.
But no one knew that these missionaries had such abilities.
When rats gather in large numbers, they can eat people.
In the Central Plains region, the consistent path of cultivation pursues sublimation, ascension to immortality, and the evolution of life.
However, among the barbarians of the four directions, they did the opposite, distorting and degenerating human life forms into rats, gaining power through cannibalism.
Beneath the dungeon, countless ratmen dig in the shadows.
After nearly half a month of digging, a passage was finally dug out from thirty miles away. Three white-haired ratman overseers were scolding the black-haired ratmen with whips full of iron spikes when they suddenly shuddered and their eyes changed.
It was the shadows formed by Xu Ji, Li Changqiao, and Yang Ruohan that, upon entering the rat-man's body, immediately crushed the soul within, usurping its place.
"Finally, we're free."
"It's a pity that I have to abandon that physical body."
"If you like, you can always reincarnate again."
The three large white rats straightened up and whispered among themselves.
Among the rat people, the purer the whiter their fur, the higher their status.
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
"Squeak squeak squeak!"
The rat-men surrounded the three large white rats, their bodies hunched over. In order to dig through the earth's veins, they had already lost thousands of rat lives, which were now in the bellies of their own kind. This was much more comfortable than starving to death. Countless pairs of green eyes awaited their commands.
Creepy.
The three large white rats were completely unaware of what was happening. They took out a bag of dimensional stone powder from their waists and, as if bestowing it upon the black slave rats, let them take turns consuming it.
The rat-man ate his fill.
The three white rats waved their hands.
"If we dig through this wall, we'll find the Palace of the Fiery Saint. I'm curious to see what's so strange about this place."
"If you don't have tools, bite with your teeth; pile up with human lives."
"Even if you're all dead, we'll still dig through."
A group of ratmen gathered on the dungeon floor; just one more zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) down was the place where the three people were imprisoned.
However, the closer one gets to the Palace of the Saints, the greater the resistance within the earth's veins.
The lead rat-man took a bite, only to crash right into a verdant iron wall.
He banged his head on the ground and then fainted on the spot.
Blood gushed from its mouth, shocking the rat-man to death.
The white-haired warlord rat touched the wall in front of him with a shocked expression, and when he tapped it with his finger, it made a tinkling sound.
The three white mice stepped forward. "What is this?"