Fire Monster

Chapter 88: Protecting Mr. Xiao Zhao's Self-esteem (Additional chapter 510 for the leader, Wuliangshan Dormitory Laowu)

"Zhao Guanshan, are you done? If you keep going like this, we will be forced to activate the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp!"

Sun Zei shouted, they really couldn't hold on any longer.

It's not that the fighting power is insufficient, but that the pollution is too serious. Now everyone has begun to have more or less hallucinations, and the magic-sealing potion is no longer effective.

At this time, the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp is the final trump card.

Every martial arts apprentice and even martial arts master who goes to the front line has an imperially-sealed oil lamp, which is produced by the factory directly under the temple and sold at a low price, but only one is allowed to be purchased.

No one would easily use this item in an ordinary battle, especially when the pollution is extremely serious. It's not that it has no effect, but it will damage the core of the sealed oil lamp, causing it to be completely extinguished. At that time, you have to ask the military supervisor and the Qi-refining master for help to reignite it.

So Zhao Guanshan took out his imperial seal oil lamp without saying a word and activated it directly.

In this situation, only his imperial seal oil lamp could provide some resistance.

In an instant, bright light shot out over a radius of ten meters, and the strange magic fog in this range was instantly swept away. Everyone woke up with a start, as if they were finally rescued from drowning and breathed a breath of fresh air again.

"Don't push me anymore, trust Zhao Guanshan!"

Liu Yuwei shouted in a deep voice, and she also took out her own imperial oil lamp, ready to replace Zhao Guanshan's imperial oil lamp at any time.

The battle now is not very intense, and the biggest problem is still the pollution of demonic energy.

However, Zhao Guanshan's imperial seal oil lamp looks quite antique.

"what?"

Liu Yuwei was suddenly stunned. She actually saw Zhao Guanshan jump into the big pit. He wouldn't be so depressed, would he?

But when she went forward to take a look, the strange bright red plasma in the pit had disappeared without a trace. Instead, Zhao Guanshan was continuing to expand and dig in all directions until a large pit was formed that could accommodate five people at the same time.

"Alright, captain, we can take turns to rest. Five people in a group, absolutely no problem."

Zhao Guanshan jumped out of the pit with a smile on his face. This was his stove, and also a simple imperial seal camp.

The principle is simple.

The five long swords attracted most of the polluting force, and the small psychic energy vortex here could suppress the polluting force that entered this range, thus forming a basin terrain similar to Linjiang Prefecture, underneath which pollution would be reduced to the greatest extent.

This is the immortal world’s version of the underground cellar.

Liu Yuwei was half-believing and half-doubting, but she immediately let in the five martial arts apprentices who were in the worst condition. The five of them were pale as hell, and even under the light of the imperial oil lamp, their eyeballs were numb and straight, and one could even see dark granulations running around like maggots deep in their pupils.

"Activate the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp!"

When the five of them entered the large pit suppressed by the vortex, Zhao Guanshan immediately yelled at them, and their remaining consciousness tried hard to execute the order.

Because this vortex pit only provides them with a less polluted environment, it cannot dispel their own already serious pollution.

"Buzz!"

Five bright lights lit up, and the entire pit instantly became as bright as day. The warmth and light brought by the imperial oil lamps even fed back to the vortex of spiritual energy above, making the environment of the pit more stable.

Next, Zhao Guanshan only needs to regularly replace the energy storage spirit stones on the five spiritual energy circuits, and they can continuously recover and recuperate in this way.

At this moment, it was visible to the naked eye that the faces of the five martial arts apprentices changed rapidly, from the initial zombie plus black, to zombie mate green, then to dead classic gray, then seriously ill elegant white, and finally to half-dead charming yellow.

At this point, they had half of their lives back. Not only were their minds clear, but the pure yang energy in their bodies also finally began to revive and circulate.

Then he started vomiting, vomiting out puddles of black liquid.

In just five minutes, their condition had recovered to the state where they needed to relieve their sexual desire when they set out this morning.

"Substitute!"

This time, Zhao Guanshan didn't need to call out to her, Liu Yuwei was already shouting in surprise, "What a surprise!" Although she didn't understand what was happening, she knew it was awesome.

In addition, she glanced at Zhao Guanshan's imperial oil lamp and found that it was still burning. This was really beyond her comprehension.

This is definitely not an ordinary imperial oil lamp. Perhaps it is a magical tool used by immortal cultivators before the coming of divine punishment.

Only at this moment did she finally understand why Zhao Guanshan had threatened her like that before. It turned out that he was a proud and arrogant young man from a declining immortal cultivation family.

She understands, she understands too well.

After all, whose ancestors weren’t cultivators?

However, unlike most people who have no connection with immortal cultivators and have long lost their family fortunes, there are still some immortal cultivator families with some heritage still lingering on in Linjiang Prefecture.

Among these declining immortal cultivation families, no family members can be promoted to Qi Refiners, and no family members can gain a foothold in the Demon Suppression Division, the Provincial Government, or the Taoist Temple. They are forced to live as common people.

However, the family still has some heritage, and is well-known for the glorious history of the family.

So they are very proud and think they are different from others. Even if they are forced to become martial arts apprentices, they still have to put on a brave face and maintain that unfounded, superior feeling.

Just like Zhao Guanshan, he looks like this from the first sight.

Now it seems even more like this, that damn sense of superiority, thinking that he is always superior to others, and yet he still pretends to be gentle, like that. "Damn, it's just a little secret, and you still force me to keep it secret. Oh my, what a young master from a declining immortal family! It's really unfair for you to travel with us, the mud guys."

Liu Yuwei looked at Zhao Guanshan with sympathy and pity, and said, "Forget it. Since you are still useful, I won't bother with you. Who cares? You are just relying on your family background to act so mysteriously. It's just making things even more obvious!"

With a long sigh, Liu Yuwei's originally unhappy mood suddenly improved.

"Everyone listen up! Today's incident is the highest level secret of our Eighth Squad. If anyone dares to leak it, I will chop off his third leg!"

Liu Yuwei said loudly that those martial arts apprentices were all confused by the pollution and had hallucinations. They naturally didn't need to care about them. If you asked them what happened later, they wouldn't remember.

The only ones who need to be instructed are the six single-seal martial artists: Sun Zei, Mo Laoer, Yu Che, etc.

In fact, at this moment, they were also staring curiously at the imperial seal oil lamp in Zhao Guanshan's hand that had never been extinguished and was still burning.

"My goodness, Captain, this isn't just an ordinary imperial oil lamp!"

Sun Zei asked in a low voice, with a blazing fire of gossip in his eyes.

"Of course. Look at the mysterious and complex pattern. It is noble and elegant, unruly and wild, gentle and graceful. The lines and shapes are obviously the work of a master." Mo Laoer also joined in, speaking in a serious tone.

"Yes, yes. I think this should be an ancient work of art that has been passed down for at least two thousand years. Look at the little flame inside. It burns so freely and brightly. I dare to assert that this is the flame of freedom, symbolizing the hardworking and pioneering spirit of the human race in ancient times."

Yu Che was also talking nonsense.

"Yes, I think this is more like an ancient immortal weapon. If you get it, you can achieve immortality."

"Maybe there are some mysterious secret books or immortal cultivation skills recorded in it, or maybe there is a charming female demon hidden in it."

Wang Chen and Zhao Sande also followed suit in their exaggerated descriptions, but everyone's eyes were communicating silently with each other. When their thoughts reached Liu Yuwei, she nodded in confirmation.

See, the captain thinks so too.

The answer is now obvious.

Looking at Zhao Guanshan who is busy over there, the more he looks at him, the more he resembles him. Wow, that temperament, that manners, and that pretentiousness that no normal person would have.

Well, we all understand.

Counting a few generations back, who wasn’t a young master from a declining immortal cultivation family?

They all understood and empathized with the delicate psychology of being forced to disguise one's identity due to the pressure of life, but before the inner pride was beaten down by the cruel reality.

"It must be kept secret!"

"Whoever leaks the secret will be in trouble!"

A few people whispered to each other and soon reached a consensus. From now on, it is our responsibility to save and protect Mr. Zhao's self-esteem!
We are - the Respect Guard!

Zhao Guanshan paid no attention to the grumblings of Liu Yuwei, Sun Zei, Mo Laoer and the others. He was very busy at the moment. As the first truly meaningful psychic vortex generator he had created, he had to keep an eye on every detail of its operation and write it down. These were all valuable scientific data.

In addition, the energy storage spirit stone needs to be replaced every ten minutes or so.

So I don’t have time to care about anything else.

Seeing batches of martial arts apprentices coming in like zombies and jumping out alive and well, this kind of sense of accomplishment is quite good.

Occasionally, when I turned around, I saw Sun Zei, Mo Laoer and others all giving me bright, admiring smiles, which looked a little silly.

Even Liu Yuwei nodded to him, meaning that she had finally figured it out. This was good enough. You guys keep it a secret for me. I don’t mind showing off some of my strength to make everyone feel more comfortable.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have the best of both worlds?
In this way, when the last batch of martial arts apprentices walked out of the vortex pit alive and well, Zhao Guanshan turned off his imperial seal oil lamp.

He persisted for nearly thirty minutes.

This is something that ordinary imperial oil lamps simply cannot do.

Of course, in reality, Zhao Guanshan’s Imperial Seal Oil Lamp could not do that. If there was not enough external support, in such a heavily polluted environment, he himself would be hollowed out and the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp would definitely go out.

The Lihuo Dao Fu is not omnipotent, otherwise so many ancestors of the Zhao family would not have died.

But the problem was that before he activated the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp, he fed the semi-solid magic pill that was suppressed in the big pit to the small flame. At that moment, the small flame even expanded unprecedentedly. If it was released, the size of the flame would probably be comparable to a small car.

So this is the real secret of why Zhao Guanshan’s imperial seal oil lamp can still burn for half an hour in such a heavily polluted environment.

But at this moment, the little flame has returned to its original appearance, small, weak, and quiet. If you say it is an orchid in the valley, people will believe it.

Zhao Guanshan was used to this.

But Liu Yuwei, Sun Zei, Mo Laoer, Yu Che and other seven people who had been paying attention to the details all sighed in unison: See? The times are leaping!
This is the ending of the declining immortal cultivation family. After this battle, Master Zhao’s family heritage was greatly reduced.

I don’t know if he can let it go, if he can let it go, and if he can continue to live from the perspective of an ordinary person.

Or, when he has another child, his child won’t be so arrogant.

(End of this chapter)