Jiang Yuanyuan gripped her phone tightly. "Boss, what should we do?"
No wonder Jiang Yiyi has been causing trouble so frequently lately, forcing the Special Administration Bureau to do everything in its power to investigate the Gu worms.
But the Chaos Society probably didn't expect that the Special Administration Bureau would learn of the fragment's existence and send people to find it.
So, the monk led her here...
No, that's still not right.
Although Jiang Yuanyuan possesses the Gu King, her strength is insufficient to make the organization wary of her.
The people the monks were truly afraid of were the big shots!
Jiang Yuanyuan shared her guess, "Boss, that monk knows you exist, but we've never seen him before."
“We’ll talk about these things later.” Lin Xi turned her wrist. “You take Jiang Yiyi back to the Special Administration Bureau, I’ll go rescue her.”
She quickly calculated that Yun Yan was not far from here.
Lin Xi quickly set off and disappeared in an instant.
Jiang Yuanyuan was worried and hoped that everything would go smoothly and that the boss, the captain, and Brother Xiuyuan would all return safely.
...
Between the two mountains is a barren depression, where nothing grows.
A man dressed in a black cloak stood halfway up the mountain, his entire body covered except for a pair of blue eyes.
The man squinted at the two people below, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Heirs of the Tianxing Sect and the Shenxiao Sect, it's a pity you're going to die here today."
"That's not necessarily true. Don't underestimate the talents of China." Monk Shikong walked over step by step, radiating a compassionate light.
The Great Compassion Mantra started playing automatically in Qingwu's mind. He shouted impatiently, "Stop chanting, you bald monk!"
Master Shikong put his hands together in prayer and said, “Amitabha, benefactor, please call me by my Dharma name, Master Shikong.”
Qingwu's eyes were filled with rage as he gritted his teeth and said, "Master Shikong, is that enough?"
Shi Kong lowered his hand and smiled slightly, "That's more like it. You're more sensible than that stinky Gu sorcerer."
Qingwu rolled her eyes. "You just betrayed your teammate like that?"
On the surface, Shi Kong is a monk, but behind the scenes he is more ruthless than anyone else, betraying his teammates without any psychological burden.
Shi Kong corrected him, "Jiang Yiyi is not my teammate; she hasn't joined the Chaos Society yet."
Qingwu glanced at him. "Jiang Yiyi is skilled in Miao Gu techniques and is qualified to enter the Chaos Society."
"No, she's not qualified." Shi Kong said disdainfully, "She's just a piece of trash covered in stench. Not just anyone can join this organization."
He had long been fed up with Jiang Yiyi, who kept bringing out all sorts of weird bugs and even using Gu worms to scare him.
Shi Kong has severe mysophobia and desperately wants to kill the Gu worms, but he endures it because of the thought of his hands being covered with the worm corpses.
He hated Jiang Yiyi, and he also hated insects.
Shi Kong turned around and said, "You are my teammate, Qingwu."
“We’re only temporary teammates.” Qingwu frowned. “After we complete this mission, I will request to change teammates.”
He has been a member of the Chaos Society for many years before he finally reached his current position.
This monk joined just a week ago and is now on equal footing with him, or even surpasses him.
The divine master greatly admired Shikong and secretly ordered him to listen to the monk.
Qingwu comes from Thailand and is unfamiliar with the environment in China. He speaks Mandarin with an accent, making him unsuitable for traveling outside and likely to be arrested.
Master Shikong is a native Chinese who exudes compassion. People who see him think he is a good person from the bottom of their hearts.
The most important thing on this trip was the fragments, and Qingwu endured them all for the sake of the bigger picture.
However, he simply couldn't stand the Great Compassion Mantra; it was a hundred times more annoying than Sun Wukong's headband.
Once he completes this task, he must change teammates.
Qingwu took two steps to the side, distancing himself from the monk.
Shi Kong looked at him with a smile, "Change teammates? Let's talk about that after we resolve this matter."
"This matter is almost settled." Qingwu stared at the formation below. "No one can break my Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation."
A massive black aura enveloped the middle of the valley, and two people could be vaguely seen inside, struggling to break through the formation.
Shi Kong raised his hand, "The Tianxing Sect is a top-tier feng shui sect, and the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation may not be able to trap them."
Qingwu snorted coldly, "The Tianxing Sect needs a compass for positioning. Disrupting the magnetic field will destroy their compass, and all their skills will be wasted."
"I have confidence in the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation that I personally set up."
The Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation contains eight formations, each with eight gates: Open Gate, Rest Gate, Life Gate, Death Gate, Shock Gate, Injury Gate, Block Gate, and View Gate.
Entering the Gate of Life means life, and entering the Gate of Death means death. You must choose the Gate of Life correctly eight times to escape the formation.
If you enter other doors, you will encounter different things, such as the maze of the Shock Door, the illusion of the View Door, and the vengeful ghost of the Wound Door.
If they enter the Death Gate even once out of the eight attempts, the two of them will face countless demons and monsters, and will be crippled even if they don't die.
Even if the two manage to get through the first seven doors, they will definitely not be able to get through the last one.
Qingwu was very confident: "My ancestors used Qimen Dunjia to improve the formation based on Guiguzi. No one has ever walked out of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation alive."
"The Special Administration Bureau is about to lose two key figures."
"Qimen Dunjia," Shi Kong slowly murmured these four words, "China's greatest secret art. Did your ancestors flee from China to Southeast Asia?"
“It’s not an escape, it’s an invitation,” Qingwu said coldly. “I’m too lazy to explain to you.”
"None of that matters." Shi Kong yawned. "Our mission is complete. Let's hurry up and leave, otherwise that woman will catch up with us, and I don't want to confront her for the time being."
Qingwu asked in confusion, "Which woman?"
"I'm too lazy to explain to you." Shi Kong walked up the mountain.
He glanced at that woman from afar after leaving Jiang Yiyi behind.
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