If we can't persuade them, the team's collapse is just a thought away.
Under the teammates' burning gaze, Zhang Yuanqing murmured in his heart.
He understood Yunmeng, Hongjige, and Xia Shu Zhi Lian's concerns. Everyone had family and friends and didn't want to die, so there was no need to risk their lives for someone else's mission.
Besides, everyone wasn't familiar with each other, they were just doing a dungeon together. Maybe after returning to reality, they would complain, "That idiot played terribly. Don't let me match with that kind of teammate next time."
Freedom Eagle was using this mentality to provoke people, causing the team to fall into a deadlock of disbanding. Although cherishing life and fearing death was human nature, this kind of troublemaker who stirred up trouble was very disruptive.
"Let's first analyze the difference in combat power. Yin Ji is Level 6, Xiahou Aotian is Level 5, and the big boss they have to deal with wiped out a Level 4 team of six. Yin Ji Executor, can you do it?" Zhang Yuanqing looked at the black-skirted woman.
Actually, it was a team of seven, but he couldn't say that because there was no seventh person in the official records.
Yin Ji shook her head slightly, "It depends on what professions the six people are, what props they have, and the environment and geographical advantages. I might be able to do it, or I might not."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded and looked at everyone:
"In other words, Yin Ji Executor is definitely not the monster's opponent, and Xiahou Aotian is a burden."
"How am I a burden?" Xiahou Aotian looked unconvinced. He was about to argue, but remembered that Yuanshi Tianzun was on his side, and helplessly endured it, "You continue, you continue."
"Don't deny it. Your 80 million trump card has been scattered into the sea, and you are a Taoist priest who is not good at fighting. If you are not a burden, who is?" Zhang Yuanqing suppressed the protagonist for a moment and glanced at Hongjige and the others:
"The two of them can't beat the monster." "Too arbitrary." Freedom Eagle sneered:
"You believe Xiahou Aotian when he says he has no trump cards? Yin Ji is a high-level executor of the Taiyi Sect, do you think she has no trump cards? How can they not beat the boss? Without data analysis and comparison, everything is subjective speculation. You want to convince us with this?"
"It's not subjective speculation." Zhang Yuanqing wasn't flustered at all, "The Yinyang Disk of the Jianghuai branch was found by us, but where is the Xie family's prop? Where do you think it is?"
Freedom Eagle was stunned for a moment, then her face changed slightly.
Xia Shu Zhi Lian pondered, "You mean the component of that rule-type prop is on the boss?"
Zhang Yuanqing nodded, "Where else could it be?" "Wouldn't that be more dangerous?" Hongjige pondered:
"We should retreat even more. We can't raise our hands for Xia Shu Zhi Lian."
"I... I agree to fight the boss together. That way, at least there is a chance to clear the level." Yunmeng raised her hand to express her opinion.
--She used her ability to create a bodice and a skirt with roots of plants, making her look like she's cosplaying someone trying to survive on a deserted island, kinda cute.
Hongjige also raised his hand.
Finally, everyone looked at Freedom Eagle. The slightly chubby woman struggled and hesitated for a long time, then reluctantly said:
"What I pursue is freedom and democracy. Since you all have decided, I will follow the majority."
Xiahou Aotian was overjoyed, "Then let's go!"
This Yuanshi Tianzun is really good. He needs to consider bringing him back into the protagonist's group.
Yin Ji glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun gratefully and said, "Now is not a good time for a final battle. Let's rest for a while and go to the island at noon."
The battle at the bottom of the sea left everyone physically and mentally exhausted. Xia Shu Zhi Lian and Xiahou Aotian almost died, Yunmeng died once, and Yin Ji exhausted her Taiyin power.
Even Freedom Eagle had greatly depleted her spiritual power. Only Hongjige and Zhang Yuanqing were in relatively good condition.
Zhang Yuanqing took the initiative and said, "Yin Ji and I will arrange Yin corpses and spirit servants to guard."
Yin Ji took the initiative to take on the job, "I'll do it."
Thinking that the other party had a dozen spirit servants, Zhang Yuanqing didn't try to be brave. Everyone sat cross-legged on the devastated deck and closed their eyes for a nap.
Xiahou Aotian leaned against the railing and didn't go to sleep immediately. He cleared his throat and said:
"Yuanshi Tianzun, you are very good!"
"Although you and the Xiahou family have grudges, this protagonist greatly appreciates you and is willing to disobey the family for talents like you. How about you acknowledge me as your boss and I will take care of you in the future."
"No problem! Thank you for the protagonist's appreciation." Zhang Yuanqing smiled, "I've established a gang, I'll invite you later!"
So sensible! Xiahou Aotian's face also became more smiling, "Okay, you are a smart person and know that good birds choose trees... Hey, wait, why am I joining your gang? Wouldn't that make you my boss and me your little brother?"
"Then do you have a gang leader token?" "No." "Then shut up."
Seeing that Aotian, the protagonist, was speechless, Zhang Yuanqing ignored him and summoned the Ghost Bride to stand guard on both sides of the ship's rail with Blood Rose. Then he took out the Yinyang Disk.
It was finally time to take a look at the item information of this prop.
The Yinyang Disk, about the size of a washbasin, was made of an unknown material, neither gold nor jade nor stone, but more like some kind of high composite plastic. The red pointer shone with a metallic luster in the morning sun.
He put the Yinyang Disk on his lap. After a few seconds, the item information popped up:
[Name: Yin Yang Disk]
[Type: Toy]
[Function: Return to Emptiness, Seal]
[Introduction: Once upon a time, a brilliant craftsman discerned the secrets of the five orderly occupations of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Using the top materials of the five occupations as the foundation, and the spirit of a scholar as the core, he created a powerful and wise prop called the Yin Yang Disk. Once, this brilliant craftsman went abroad to collect materials and accidentally entered a brothel opened by a lust-based occupation. He fell deeply in love with the girls inside. To pay for his prostitution, he gave away the Yin Yang Disk. The boss of the brothel hung it on the front desk wall as a treasure of the store for many years.]
[Note 1: Hehehe, I have heard countless dirty jokes, and with my wisdom and knowledge, I can infer countless more. Are you ready to accept my test?]
[Note 2: Only a hooligan can restrain a hooligan.]
What the hell, only a hooligan can restrain a hooligan. Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched. He understood why the Yin Yang Disk was called a rogue disk and why a prop liked to ask questions.
It was supposed to be a learned scholar, but because it was trapped in a brothel, it was polluted by vulgar dirty jokes.
On second thought, if the questions asked by the Yin Yang Disk were about quantum mechanics, calculus, materials science, pharmacology, or similar subjects, then the great Yuanshi Tianzun and his teammates would have been wiped out at the bottom of the sea.
Oh no, with Xiahou Aotian around, a team wipe wouldn't happen, but this prop would most likely become Xiahou Aotian's trophy.
Dirty jokes saved the day!
Putting the disk back into the item bar, Zhang Yuanqing was in good spirits and couldn't fall asleep right away. He suddenly thought that his spiritual power was exhausted in reality, but there was spiritual power in the Spirit Realm.
Then could he cultivate the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record in the dungeon? The Demon Subduing Pestle was about to be returned to Old Hag, and his Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record had just started to improve and would soon face stagnation.
If he could cultivate in the dungeon, he could cultivate every month to improve his physical fitness, increase his poison resistance, and magic resistance. A cultivation method that was both precious and practical.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing turned his body to face the morning sun, adjusted his breathing, and began to absorb the sunlight.
At first, there was nothing unusual. He hadn't absorbed the power of the sun. Half an hour later, the sunlight gradually became intense, and strands of visible sunlight gathered and poured into his nostrils.
The light on the deck suddenly brightened, as if it were noon, and the temperature kept rising, causing the air to distort.
The loyal spirit servants fled in terror, either flying out of the ship or flying towards Yin Ji to seek the protection of their master.
The power of the sun was the nemesis of wraiths and Yin corpses.
Yin Ji opened her eyes sharply, her gaze sharp. Seeing that the abnormality originated from Yuanshi Tianzun, her expression softened, and then shock appeared in her beautiful eyes like cut water.
The aura on his body was upright and domineering. Although it was very weak, it was indeed the power of the sun.
But how could a Star Official condense the power of the sun? This was the power that only a Sun Wanderer could control.
Hongjige felt the temperature change and opened his eyes blankly, "Is it noon? I feel like I just fell asleep. What is Yuanshi Tianzun doing?"
"He's cultivating. This is the ability of ancient cultivators. There's nothing to be surprised about. Ancient cultivators progressed slowly. Yuanshi Tianzun will probably be equivalent to our next dungeon after a few years of practice." Freedom Eagle was also awakened by the abnormality. As an executive officer of the Heavenly Punishment Organization, her knowledge reserve was deeper than Hongjige.
The Heavenly Punishment Organization had collected some of this method of absorbing the energy of heaven and earth to upgrade in dungeons, but there were few and no one cared about it.
One was that it was too slow. The income of a Spirit Realm Walker from the next dungeon was equivalent to several years of ancient cultivators. Second, it was impossible to absorb the energy of heaven and earth in reality. Everyone was busy fighting in the dungeon, so where would they have the leisure to cultivate, and the income was very small.
"This is the power of the Overlord class. Although the income is small, it is of great benefit." Yin Ji said.
"The power of the Overlord class?" Freedom Eagle raised her eyebrows and immediately showed envy.
If it was the power of the Overlord class, then that would be a different story.
Envy was envy, but the occupations were different. At most, Hongjige watched the fun and turned around to continue resting.
But Yin Ji couldn't sleep. She was very envious, very eager, and wanted to have Yuanshi Tianzun's cultivation method.
If she had this skill in the killing dungeon of the Saint realm that day, perhaps one of the three places would be hers.
If she learned the method of absorbing the power of the sun, the chances of success in the killing dungeon at the end of the year would be greatly enhanced.
The difference between a Saint and an Overlord was worlds apart.
Yin Ji sighed softly and put the spirit servant back into her body.
Looked off to rest.
"The power of the sun in the dungeon is very gentle. I can keep absorbing it without worrying about the burden on my body, but the purity and concentration are much worse. I will absorb it for a few hours every time I enter the dungeon and try to cultivate the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record to a small success in the Saint realm." Zhang Yuanqing felt the power of the sun settling and accumulating in his body and was satisfied.
After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by Xia Shu Zhi Lian.
Opening his eyes, the sun was shining brightly and the water was sparkling.
The ship was pushed to the Yai Mountain Island by the waves, less than twenty meters from the shore.
After resting for five or six hours, everyone was energetic, but their expressions were solemn as they looked at the lush green island.
"Let's go to the island!"
Zhang Yuanqing's body collapsed into dreamlike starlight and reunited on the shore.
Everyone used their own methods to go ashore and entered the forest with dense shrubs and drooping vines under the leadership of Yin Ji.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky. The light and shadows were mottled in the forest, and the humid air was filled with the smell of rotting leaves.
It was quiet all around. There were no animals or insects chirping. It didn't look like a vibrant island forest at all.
But this was a characteristic of the Spirit Realm, and everyone was used to it.
After walking through the dense forest for more than ten minutes, Hongjige sighed:
"This island is really big."
Xiahou Aotian took the opportunity to popularize and flaunt his knowledge, "The Xin Hui County Chronicle describes that Yai Mountain is more than forty zhang high and stretches for about eighty li. How can it not be big."
"Okay, okay, this is the place where we make soup in the province. How can I not know? I used to come here to play when I was a child, but Yai Mountain is not an island at all." Hongjige said.
Xiahou Aotian stepped on the soft mud and waved his knife to chop the vines and shrubs, "It used to be an island. Yai Mountain Island can both fish and farm, develop military and civilian economy internally, and resist strong enemies externally. The Yuan Dynasty was not good at naval warfare. It should have been a treasure land with good feng shui. Those literati in the Southern Song Dynasty had some vision."
"It's a pity that this dynasty was completely rotten, and the combat effectiveness of the army was so low that its destruction was inevitable."
Hongjige heard this topic and felt his area of expertise. He sighed regretfully:
"It's all Zhao Kuangyin's fault for advocating civil affairs and suppressing military affairs. The ending was doomed from the beginning of the founding of the country. Therefore, if you want a stable country, you must advocate military force."
Xiahou Aotian shook his head, "Wrong, wrong. First of all, there is a historical reason for Zhao Kuangyin's advocacy of civil affairs and suppression of military affairs. Secondly, the inherent concept of ordinary people towards the army is to defend the country, but the army has always been a tumor, especially in peaceful times. Let me tell you about it."
"I don't listen, I don't listen."
In the voices of the two people chattering endlessly, Yin Ji finally couldn't bear it after a long time and said, "Yuanshi Tianzun, what kind of magic did you cultivate just now?"
"Call me Yuanshi." Zhang Yuanqing made an excessive request.
Yin Ji pursed her lips and looked at him silently.
She is really boring and can't stand teasing. My Guan Ya is still interesting. Zhang Yuanqing didn't force it and smiled, "Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record."
He briefly described the functions of the mental technique.
After listening, Yin Ji's deep and quiet black eyes suddenly shone.
She didn't hide her desire, "I want to buy the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record. What price do you think is appropriate?"
If it were a Demon Lord, he would probably say, "It depends on how well you serve me tonight." However, I am a gentleman. Zhang Yuanqing pondered:
"A Saint realm prop, it doesn't have to be top quality, but it must have special uses or functions. In addition, you need to find at least a Overlord realm Knight occupation prop and sign a contract with me not to pass the Pure Yang Body Cleansing Record to anyone."
Yin Ji breathed a sigh of relief and was in a good mood, "Okay! I will contact you when I leave the dungeon."
This Yuanshi seems to have a strong interest in teasing Yin Ji, but it doesn't seem like he likes Yin Ji, but based on some special reason with a little bit of bad taste. Xia Shu Zhi Lian saw the conversation between the two in her eyes.
After advancing for about half an hour, they finally walked out of the dense forest. A small town appeared in everyone's sight. The scale could not be determined, but they were all typical ancient brick and tile wooden structures.
Black tiles, white walls, and a single-line roof ridge.
This small town was deserted. The houses were located in an orderly manner but dilapidated. There were many loopholes in the roof tiles. The paved cobblestone streets were crisscrossed and scattered with dead grass and dust.
Xiahou Aotian sighed, "The Yai Mountain Chronicle records: 'Felling trees to build a palace, establishing a main hall called Ci Yuan to live in Empress Dowager Yang, and building a temporary market outside the court. All officials and officials built more than 3,000 military houses, and tens of thousands of soldiers each had a place to live."
"Each had a place to live' refers to settling down, so the houses are definitely not simple. I didn't believe it at first, because the remnants of the Southern Song Dynasty arrived at Yai Mountain in June 1278, and the Southern Song Dynasty was destroyed in early 1279.
How could they build houses for long-term residence in less than a year? I didn't expect it to be true."
"Stop showing off your knowledge. Don't you see that everyone is nervous?" Zhang Yuanqing coughed and didn't give Xiahou Aotian a chance to continue popularizing, "The palace should be deep in the town, let's go."
After cautiously advancing for more than ten minutes, a palace hidden among the lush greenery appeared in front.
The scale was small and slightly simple, but the red walls and golden tiles were different from the surrounding town houses. This was probably the last stubbornness of the remnants of the Southern Song Dynasty.
"The boss is inside."
Zhang Yuanqing and Yin Ji looked solemn. In their perception, the palace was shrouded in Yin energy that was so strong that it was chilling.
The little emperor in the palace, not the monster, was probably at the top level in the Saint stage.
Yin Ji pondered for a few seconds and said, "I'll send a spirit servant in to scout around and determine the monster's location first. Don't be impatient."
At this time, the advantages of the Night Wanderer were fully revealed.
Immediately, Yin Ji exhaled a mouthful of Taiyin power and transformed it into a pale-faced female ghost that floated into the palace.
Zhang Yuanqing lowered his voice, "After Yin Ji Executor confirms the monster's location, we will act, but before that, it is necessary to formulate tactics. Hongjige, do you still have the bombs you used at the bottom of the sea?"
Hongjige said, "There are three explosive packs left, and the other six will be refreshed after 10 hours."
"I see it. It's in the Ci Yuan Palace. It seems to be asleep. Maybe it's an opportunity." Yin Ji said suddenly.
"Could it be asleep during the day? Hongjige, quickly install them at the entrance of the palace. After Yin Ji Executor lures it out, you detonate it immediately." Zhang Yuanqing pushed Hongjige's shoulder and pushed him out.
Then he looked at the others, "Do you have any trap-type props? If not, we will attack the palace while it is asleep after Hongjige has installed the bomb."
"It would be great if my cannon hadn't been used." Xiahou Aotian said something useless.
At this time, Yin Ji said urgently:
"Come back quickly, I can't see it anymore."