Chapter 69: Sudden Change! Plague God Sparrow
Chapter 69: Chapter 69: Sudden Change! Plague God Sparrow
’Something big is coming?’
Zhu Ge was alarmed. He whispered sharply, "Quiet! Hold your breath and focus!"
The moment he spoke, he immediately held his breath and retracted his aura.
Yu the Scholar and the others didn’t know what was happening, but they immediately did as they were told.
In less than a second, an utterly terrifying pressure descended upon Zhu Ge’s heart.
"BOOM!!!!"
In that same instant, a tremor shook the outside world.
At the same time, a blood-curdling shriek came from the sky above:
"A Great Demon!!!!!"
It was the Raincoat Fisherman’s voice!
A chill went down Zhu Ge’s spine.
’The tremor and the shout just now came from the Raincoat Fisherman?!’
’A Great Demon?!’
’What realm is a Great Demon?!’
’The Raincoat Fisherman is actually injured?!’
’An opportunity?!’
A murderous glint appeared in Zhu Ge’s eyes.
’Should I make my move now?’
’No, I can’t.’
The murderous intent vanished in an instant.
His [Spider] was meant to weave a celestial net to ensnare and kill all prey.
’To strike proactively would be a lesser strategy.’
’I must be patient, until the appointed time...’ Zhu Ge’s expression shifted, and he immediately rushed out of the hole in the ground.
"Fisherman?!"
Zhu Ge’s voice was urgent. He then spotted the Raincoat Fisherman lying not far away, having crushed a house in his fall.
The small boat was also there, stuck vertically in the ground. It no longer emanated a profound aura, looking like an ordinary vessel.
’So the Raincoat Fisherman really hadn’t left. He’d been watching me with his Divine Sense all along!’
Seeing the Raincoat Fisherman on the ground with blood trickling from his mouth, Zhu Ge felt a flicker of glee. But before he could continue his act, he saw the scene in the sky.
"SCREEE—"
A massive, deep-green bird that blotted out the sun flew toward the horizon, its body comparable in size to four or five mountains.
Its aura was vast and mighty, carrying an unrivaled dominance that made even the mountain ranges tremble as it passed.
Every flap of its wings stirred up a gale of wind and mist that swept across the four corners of the world.
Primitive, ancient, and savage.
Boundless, immense, and staggering.
It was an ancient feeling of absolute suppression.
’This is a Great Demon?!’
Zhu Ge’s pupils contracted violently. He felt a tremor that originated from the depths of his being.
As if sensing Zhu Ge’s gaze, the great, deep-green bird glanced back at him.
It was a flat, dismissive look, like a person glancing at an ant by the roadside while walking.
But that single glance struck Zhu Ge like a bolt of lightning, freezing him in place.
Inside his mind, a touch of green appeared on Zhu Ge’s fiery-red, egg-shaped soul and began to spread with extreme speed.
"Brother!!!"
From the "囍" character beside him came Hua Liusha’s panicked cry. Boundless red resentment qi surged out, blanketing the sky and earth as it enveloped Zhu Ge’s egg-shaped soul.
Fortunately, having just devoured a soul, Hua Liusha possessed an ample supply of red mist.
The green taint on Zhu Ge’s egg-shaped soul gradually transferred to the red mist.
Then, sixty to seventy percent of the boundless resentment qi roiled as it was dyed green.
This sixty to seventy percent of the mist was instantly dyed green, then instantly severed by Hua Liusha, after which it dissipated without a trace.
Only then did Zhu Ge snap out of it.
"I... I almost died?"
Zhu Ge looked down at his hands, a wave of lingering fear washing over him.
"No, that’s not right! This is a god, a Plague God! It’s the Plague God Sparrow! It came from Nanyue Mianhuang!"
Just then, the Raincoat Fisherman’s terrified voice came from not far away.
’Nanyue Mianhuang? Is that a general name for the southern regions? And what is this Plague God Sparrow...’ A thought stirred in Zhu Ge’s mind. He quickly ran over, his face full of concern.
"Fisherman! Fisherman! Why did you come back? What is that Plague God Sparrow? What should we do now? Should we go back to Yuan Yang City?"
As he spoke, Zhu Ge helped the Raincoat Fisherman up, his expression a perfect mask of care and concern.
Seeing Zhu Ge, the Raincoat Fisherman seemed to come to his senses slightly, his vacant eyes regaining their focus.
"BOOM!!!"
In an instant, Zhu Ge was sent flying, smashing into a wall. The qi and blood in his body roiled violently.
He was already exhausted, and this blast caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with bits of internal organs.
"PTUI!!!"
Zhu Ge looked up and wiped his mouth. The Raincoat Fisherman was now standing perfectly fine beside him.
"My apologies. I wasn’t thinking straight just now." The Raincoat Fisherman extended a hand with a broad smile, offering to pull Zhu Ge up.
"I’m fine. As a man of the Martial Dao, I can take it." Zhu Ge unhesitatingly grabbed the Raincoat Fisherman’s hand and stood up. "Fisherman, what was that Great Demon, the Plague God Sparrow? Not even you could defeat it?"
"I could not," the Raincoat Fisherman said, shaking his head. "It is a Great Demon... No, it should be called a greater god, not a demon."
"Its realm is so high that not even the City Lord would necessarily be its match. It was merely passing by just now, and it destroyed my Middle Grade Spirit-Level Flying Boat."
The Raincoat Fisherman glanced at the small boat in the distance and sighed. "What a pity. I had intended to come back and pick you up sooner, but I never expected to encounter something like this. It seems we can’t go to Yuan Yang City for now."
"Huh? We’re not going?" Zhu Ge asked in surprise.
"Correct." The Raincoat Fisherman turned to look into the distance, frowning. "The Plague God Sparrow is headed for Yuan Yang City. If we go now, our chances of survival are slim. It’s best we remain here."
"I see..." Zhu Ge nodded, feigning ignorance.
But the next moment, the Raincoat Fisherman’s fishhook suddenly flew out from his robes, and a voice transmitted from it:
"All officials within Red River Prefecture’s Yuan Yang City are to assemble at Ox Horn Street in Yuan Yang City before noon tomorrow! Those who defy this order will be executed!"
The voice was as sonorous as a great bell, so loud that even Yu the Scholar and the others, who had just emerged from underground, could hear it clearly.
"As the City Lord commands!"
The Raincoat Fisherman cupped his fist in a salute before putting away the fishhook and turning to Zhu Ge.
"You heard it." The Raincoat Fisherman’s brow was deeply furrowed. "It seems something really is wrong in Yuan Yang City. There’s no time to waste. Let’s go!"
Zhu Ge took a deep breath. "Alright!"
The next moment, the Raincoat Fisherman began running. "Keep up! My Flying Boat is destroyed, so we’ll have to go on foot, or we won’t make it in time!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ge immediately followed.
As he passed Yu the Scholar and the others, Zhu Ge made a point to turn and glance at Yu the Scholar.
Their eyes met.
Their expressions were impassive and their gazes as calm as still water, yet in that one look, it was as if everything had been said.
The Raincoat Fisherman’s voice called out again. "Don’t dawdle! We can come back for these three later! Just come back with me for now. We’ll be in trouble if we’re late!"
Things were happening so suddenly. Zhu Ge’s heart couldn’t help but pound in his chest.
’A complication!’
’Leaving early means... the plan has to be moved up!’
’I have to close the net sooner!’
"Alright!" Zhu Ge agreed without hesitation.
’It’s fine even if I have to close the net early. In fact, even more spider silks have formed now.’
’The Plague God Sparrow, hm...’
Zhu Ge silently repeated the name in his mind.
’A greater god!’
’It nearly killed me with a single glance!’
’A being like that could probably kill the Raincoat Fisherman with ease.’
’As expected, strength is everything!’
"Let’s go, Zhu Ge." The Raincoat Fisherman called out to him, and they started down the mountain.
As they walked, no one noticed that with every step Zhu Ge took, a thread of red resentment qi seeped into the ground.
Zhu Ge glanced at Yu the Scholar as he passed, then turned away without a backward look and departed with the Raincoat Fisherman.
Strength is everything.
But even a weakling like him had the right to a common man’s fury.
Even a Third Realm expert like the Raincoat Fisherman would die all the same.
After preparing for so long, Zhu Ge was more than ready to avenge Xianxian.
’Spiderweb, begin to close...’
It was time for the Raincoat Fisherman to feel the wrath of those he called "mud-legs," "bottom-feeders," and "plebeians."