Chapter 177: The Sour Feeling That Goes Straight to the Top of the Head
Shang Zhiyan nodded, "Then wait for some time."
Song Ningshu looked at Rong Lin and asked, "Where are the soldiers who were infected by the corrupt aura?"
It was Cheng Ling who answered her, "Let me tell you a little bit first, so you don't get scared. The soldiers who were infected by the corrupt aura had hideous looks on their faces."
Cheng Ling motioned for her to go out.
"How ferocious is it?" Song Ningshu asked, walking in front.
Wen Xu is now a follower. Wherever Song Ningshu goes, he goes.
"The soldiers infected by the rotten aura have become rotting in their flesh, and the flesh on their faces and bodies falls off when they move. Now they're tied up, which doesn't look very pretty."
[Why does this description look so much like a zombie? ]
Song Ningshu glanced at Wen Xu.
The demon soldiers saw them coming and made way for them.
When he saw the five soldiers, Cheng Ling's description of them became concrete before Song Ningshu's eyes.
The faces of the soldiers who were infected by the smell of decay looked like they had been dead for months. The rotten flesh could not stick to their faces and dripped down like sticky water.
They were tied up at this time, and the flesh on their wrists had been worn off during their struggle, revealing the bright white bones. Their eyes were bloodshot as they suppressed the pain, with clarity and madness alternating in their eyes.
As soon as I got closer, I smelled a foul odor.
Wen Xu choked and blocked his sense of smell again.
[This sour feeling goes straight to the top of my head.]
Cheng Ling still put it tactfully.
"Little princess, don't come near. They have already broken free from the magic ropes several times. They might hurt you." said one of the magic soldiers guarding them.
"It's okay, let me take a look." Song Ningshu nodded, accepting his kindness.
Spiritual power was lingering in his hands, and Song Ningshu slowly transferred it into the bodies of the five demon soldiers. The painful expressions on their faces gradually disappeared, and clarity in their eyes prevailed.
The rotting flesh that flowed down gradually solidified and eventually settled in place.
Song Ningshu stopped, looked at them, and asked, "I'm passing my power to you. Do you feel uncomfortable?"
The five people shook their heads and said, "No, it's quite comfortable."
Song Ningshu had an idea in her mind. It seemed that the vitality in her body could heal every race.
She increased her spiritual power output, and the sea of fog in her body surged, continuously providing strength to Song Ningshu.
The rotten flesh on the faces of the five demon soldiers disappeared and new flesh grew.
That is, the process of growing flesh is very itchy.
"Stop scratching." Song Ningshu interrupted them when he saw they were about to scratch him.
After half an incense stick of time, Song Ningshu withdrew his spiritual power.
"Well, the process of growing new flesh is also a bit physically uncomfortable. It feels like pink flesh worms are constantly wriggling." Wen Xu complained in his mind.
If someone in my world had supernatural powers like my little sister, wouldn't so many people have died?
[Cannibalism, betrayal, suspicion, and violence. In the end, less than one-tenth of the world's population remained.] Thinking of this, Wen Xu sighed inwardly.
"Thank you, little princess!"
"You're welcome."
Cheng Ling waved his hand and asked them to leave.
"Brother." Song Ningshu looked at Shang Zhiyan.
"Um?"
"Not long ago, my second senior brother discovered that someone had poisoned Zhongning City and its surrounding cities. The people in the city had lost their minds and were killing and cannibalizing each other."
"Those who were poisoned were like these demon soldiers. Most of their flesh had decayed, and many of them became walking corpses."
"Ordinary people who were scratched and bitten by the zombies quickly lost their minds and turned into inhumane slaughterers, devouring human flesh and blood like the puppets refined by the zombie demons."
"But later, my second senior brother gave those who had been injured recently Hundred Poison Pills, and most of them recovered."
"We eventually discovered that the poisoning of Zhongning City and other cities was related to the Ling family of Zhongzhou City. The Ling family is backed by an alien race."
"Do you suspect there is any connection between them?" Shang Zhiyan asked after listening.
"I have already investigated all the corpse demons. There is no aura in their bodies that does not belong to Jiuzhou. They must simply want to rebel."
"It's just that the Hundred Poison Pill can't eliminate the corrupt energy. The poison the Ling family had people administer shouldn't have anything to do with the corrupt energy, but I also feel like there might be a connection."
Song Ning was deflated, "Brother, this is so confusing!"
Shang Zhiyan pinched her face and said, "Okay, it must be a coincidence. If you don't understand it, just put it aside."
"Maybe I know." Chi Zheng said after listening to her analysis.
Shang Zhiyan glanced at him and said familiarly, "Master, please speak quickly."
Song Ningshu looked at him eagerly.
What an old man who loves to keep things in suspense~
"The alien race has planted many hidden lines in Jiuzhou. Some of them are very powerful, so it's not surprising that some of them know about the corrupt energy."
"The symptoms of the poisoned are similar. It may be a poison made to imitate the harmful effects of decaying air."
"After all, the impact of the spread of the corrupt energy a hundred thousand years ago was too great. It's possible that the traitorous alien race wanted to use this method to create chaos in Jiuzhou."
Chi Zheng looked at Song Ningshu after he finished speaking, "You little kids are really lucky. You were able to discover the source of the disaster in time before it caused irreversible harm."
Song Ningshu looked up at the sky and then said, "I stumbled upon it by accident."
"Hahaha, no need to be modest, luck is also a part of strength."
"Okay, now that the problem is clear, you can stop worrying about it, right?" Shang Zhiyan touched her head.
"Don't worry about it." Song Ningshu rubbed his neck, "Brother, it's a bit difficult for you to sit on the position of Demon Lord."
"Look, a few years ago when I went to the Demon Palace, you didn't accompany me for long before Rong Lin called you away to deal with the Gu Demon Department."
"During the Panpocheng Tournament, you were also dealing with the internal affairs of the demon clan. Now, even the corpse demons don't obey you."
Song Ningshu really felt that her brother was busy and hard-working.
"Yes, a little, but you encountered them all."
The demons are very warlike. Shang Zhiyan is young after all, and many demons do not obey him. However, he is ruthless and suppresses all opposition voices one by one, and places generals he has trained, such as Cheng Ling and Rong Lin, in important positions.
Now, except for some residual forces, Shang Zhiyan has already held all the power.
The last dissenting voice - the Corpse Demon Clan - was also eliminated today. It can be said that Shang Zhiyan has now completely secured his position as the Demon Lord.
"Xingbao is my brother's lucky star, otherwise I would have to work hard to find the corpse demon."
Chi Zheng felt a little guilty after listening to this. He wanted to resign, but he pushed his disciple to the Mahayana stage when he was only at the Mahayana stage. Naturally, those old guys in the Yuhua stage were not convinced.
The old demon lord thought about what good things were in his spiritual ring and wanted to take them out to compensate his disciple.
But he was absolutely unwilling to be asked to take charge of the affairs of the demon clan again. He felt guilty, but his style of doing things was to be confident even though he was not right.
As a disciple, I should share more of the burden with my master.
Shang Zhiyan: ...I can share the burden, but you are putting all the burden on my shoulders.
Shang Zhiyan glanced at Chi Zheng.
Chi Zheng looked at the sky, the earth, the mountains and the water, but he didn't look at his own disciple.
"Since the matter is almost resolved, I will go back to the Demon Palace first." Chi Zheng said.
Shang Zhiyan nodded and asked Cheng Ling to lead the troops back.
"Xingbao, how long do you estimate it will take?"
"About a month." Song Ningshu tugged at Shang Zhiyan's sleeve, "Brother, you stay here and watch over me. I'm going to go play."
"Where are we going?"
"I found an interesting place while being chased by the zombies."
Wen Xu: ??? How come I don’t know?
"Junior Sister, am I the only one who thinks I'm really on the run?"
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