The Little Pixiu Becomes Popular in the Entertainment Industry After Transmigrating into a Book

The little Pixiu, Song Mengmeng, who was napping and slacking off in her immortal cave, inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a cannon fodder character with the same name from a book.

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Chapter 262 Shut up!

Despite their inner grumbling, many people were still greatly relieved by Song Mengmeng's attitude.

Before they arrived, each sect had received information from Hu Yue. The information described Song Mengmeng's strength as immeasurable.

This point was clearly reflected in the incident where Lin Songzi suffered a loss.

Many people were worried that if such a master joined the Qingcheng Mountain sect, wouldn't it be even more difficult for other sects to establish themselves in China?

At least in terms of strength, the Qingcheng Mountain sect alone could probably be considered the pinnacle of Chinese Xuanmen!

With absolute power, Qingcheng Mountain will be number one in the Xuanmen sect from now on, and who will dare to say they are number two?!

However, judging from Song Mengmeng's reaction now, many people who were worried before have finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, although he is incredibly strong, he's just a dim-witted idiot!

With such a bloodthirsty and violent nature, what good would joining Qingcheng Mountain do?! She'd be nothing more than a firecracker that explodes at the slightest touch! In fact, the stronger she becomes, the greater her destructive power will be in the end!

She might even wreak havoc on Qingcheng Mountain.

Song Mengmeng didn't care too much about what the people at the table thought. She simply sat down at Lin Xushan's invitation, and she didn't care whether the people next to her liked her or what they thought of her.

Seeing that the situation had finally stabilized, Hu Yue breathed a slight sigh of relief and quickly seized the opportunity to get to the point. After giving a brief introduction to Song Mengmeng, she began to talk to the people in the room about the current situation in Baiyue City.

"Zhao Yunlu? That name sounds somewhat familiar."

After Hu Yue finished explaining the whole story, a woman dressed in Miao ethnic clothing sitting in the corner suddenly interjected. Although her tone was uncertain, her expression didn't seem like she was joking.

"I remember now, but I was only three or four years old at the time. Zhao Yunlu came to our village to ask my mother about Gu magic. At that time, he looked to be at least forty or fifty years old. If you calculate his age, he must be over a hundred years old now. How could he still have the energy to cause such trouble?!"

In fact, those in the Xuanmen sect who possess formidable strength can indeed prolong their lives.

But that was in the past. Now, spiritual energy is becoming increasingly scarce and almost depleted, and evil spirits roam everywhere. Even those of us in the Xuanmen sect, no matter how high our cultivation, cannot escape the natural cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death.

Even with the blessing of esoteric arts, a centenarian can only move more smoothly than an ordinary person at most, but otherwise, they are not much better off.

So when Hu Yue said that Zhao Yunlu was the mastermind, Su Lan from Miao Jiang immediately raised her doubts.

“But Zhao Yunlu is not a member of our Xuanmen! He is an evil cultivator!” Hu Yue was not surprised by Su Lan’s question. She was prepared for this, so she gave her reasonable analysis very simply: “As an evil cultivator, without any moral or ethical constraints, he can ignore all bottom lines and do all kinds of cruel things that make people’s hair stand on end in order to prolong his life!”

"You just said that the reason we still have two days to prepare is because you inadvertently brought out an evil god statue?!"

After Hu Yue finished speaking, Lin Songzi didn't stop either. She looked up at her and smiled, "What about that statue of the evil god? Shouldn't we take it out and have a look at it too?!"

"I'm afraid that won't work." Song Mengmeng shook her head, decisively rejecting Lin Songzi's suggestion: "First, those eighty-one evil god statues form their own array, and the connection between them has not been severed. If I take out the evil god statues now, it will inevitably attract Zhao Yunlu's attention! At that time, things will probably become difficult to handle!"

Secondly, this evil god statue is an extremely yin and evil object. When Inspector Hu Yue got a little closer, he was almost bewitched and fainted on the spot.

If I were to bring it out here, how many people could withstand the repercussions?!

"So you mean that all of us combined are not as strong as you alone?!" Upon hearing Song Mengmeng's words, Lin Songzi finally found an opportunity and hurriedly sneered and mocked, "Little girl, we in the Xuanmen have always had a saying: there are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heavens!"

Don't think that just because you have some skills now, you can become arrogant and disdainful of everyone!

Now is not the time for you to act tough and show off! Please bring out that evil god statue as soon as possible so that we can find clues quickly!

If you continue to evade responsibility and waste time, can you afford the consequences?!

Lin Songzi's words at this moment were spoken from the perspective of righteousness.

She was undeniably righteous, which naturally garnered the approval and support of many around her. Many of them had initially harbored resentment towards this exceptionally talented young girl, and now, given this opportunity, they were eager to criticize her.

However, in the face of such targeting, Song Mengmeng simply smiled and stared at Lin Songzi without any politeness, asking in return, "Then do you think you are my opponent?!"

"Perhaps Master Lin is indeed inferior to you in terms of strength. However, when it comes to combat skills and knowledge of the Xuanmen (mystical sect), do you really think you are stronger than Master Lin?!"

"Now that things are so critical, please stop causing trouble and quickly bring out that evil statue so we can brainstorm and see if we can quickly figure out what's wrong and find clues to deal with the current predicament!"

Luo Yueling finally couldn't hold back. Before Song Mengmeng could finish speaking, she stepped out from beside Lin Xushan, frowning and looking at Song Mengmeng with a pained expression: "Besides, you..."

"Yueling!" Luo Yueling wanted to say something more, but she was stopped by Lin Xushan, who was sitting in front of her.

From her angle, she couldn't see Lin Xushan's expression clearly, so she couldn't tell whether he was in a good or bad mood. However, Hu Yue, who was standing opposite her, didn't miss any of the subtle changes on her master's face. The more she looked, the more alarmed she became.

"Master, I'm just telling the truth!" Luo Yueling retorted softly, somewhat aggrieved. "Since she got that evil god statue, wouldn't it be better to share it so we can all look for clues together?!"

"Yueling, shut up!" Lin Xushan didn't speak, but Hu Yue, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but scold her. At the same time, she gave Lin Xushan a look as a reminder: "Master and the others are talking now, why are you interrupting?!"