The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 310 Huh? There are storage bags too? I'll snatch them all!

Song Mang didn't speak, but her eyes were cold, filled with a crimson ferocity.

But then.

She looked at Song Wenqi, her brows furrowed slightly.

Because she suddenly sensed an unusual aura emanating from Song Wenqi…

This feeling is familiar.

But it wasn't Song Wenqi.

A hint of doubt crept into her eyes.

The others were even more shocked when they noticed that Song Mang was riding on Xuan Yuansheng's shoulders.

"Patriarch Xuanyuan, how...how could you let a junior ride on top of you?"

Someone else sarcastically remarked, "So this is the strongest person in China, the head of the Xuanyuan clan? He's nothing special! He's actually being used as a mount by a little yellow-haired girl!"

Before Xuan Yuansheng could speak, Song Mang interrupted, "So what? I wouldn't even want you as my mount! With your speed, you're not even a tenth of Xuan Yuansheng's; you'd be late delivering takeout!"

Xuanyuan Sheng: "..."

The man's expression froze.

Immediately, he sneered, "Why would a dignified Golden Core cultivator like me need to deliver takeout? Delivering takeout is a job for lowly humans and monsters!"

Song Mang blinked. "Weren't you just delivering takeout to me? My Pixiu (my mythical creature) owes a lot to you for feeding it!"

Pixiu baby: "Thank you, deliveryman number 1!"

other side:????

The Golden Core cultivator turned red with rage, his body trembling. "You brat!"

Bang.

He struck unexpectedly, hitting Song Wenqi, who was standing next to Ouyang Chen, with a palm strike that sent Song Wenqi flying!

He said with a sinister look in his eyes, "You brat, if you don't return my natal artifact, I'll beat your mother to death!"

Song Mang looked in Song Wenqi's direction, her heart tightening.

She quickly jumped off Xuan Yuansheng's body, ran to Song Wenqi's side, and helped her up.

"Mom, are you okay?"

The moment Song Mang touched Song Wenqi, he sensed the power emanating from her and knew something was wrong.

"you……"

She looked at Song Wenqi with some shock.

This is not Song Wenqi.

It was a paper effigy!

With so many Golden Core cultivators here, they should have quickly recognized the paper effigy disguised as a living person. However, because the eerie power within this paper effigy was too strong, the Golden Core cultivators simply couldn't see through its ghostly magic.

Originally, Song Mang couldn't tell either, but she recognized Xi Jinzhi's aura by the Yama-level ghost token on her body!
How come this guy is hiding inside a paper effigy that looks exactly like Song Wenqi?
Where is her mother?!
Song Mang coughed lightly and helped him up, asking, "Are you alright? Is anything bothering you?"

Xi Jinzhi collapsed weakly into Song Mang's arms, his face pale as paper, with Song Wenqi's face pressed against his. Blood kept gushing from his mouth.

"me……"

He spoke haltingly, appearing as if he were critically injured and unable to speak normally.

Song Mang quickly squeezed out two tears, hugged him tightly, and cried out in despair, "Mom—! Mom! Mom, don't die! Don't leave me alone!"

The Pixiu baby, squatting not far away, saw Song Mang crying so sadly and couldn't help but say, "Sister, I won't eat anymore, I'll never eat random things again! I'm sorry!"

The Pixiu baby's eyes drooped, filled with guilt, looking pitifully at Song Mang.

Song Mang was still holding her phone and doing a live stream when she happened to capture the appearance of the Pixiu baby.

Hearing Song Mang's heart-wrenching cries and seeing the pitiful state of the Pixiu baby, the audience couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. [These damned righteous sects, is it fun to bully the weak? They're even more disgusting than evil cultivators!]

[Damn! These people are all hypocrites! Collaborating with Blood Skull to harm people is bad enough, but now they've killed the streamer's mother over a mere disagreement—it's too cruel!]

[Don't cry, little Pixiu! You didn't do anything wrong; you should have eaten them all! They're all scum!]

[It really is those Golden Core elders from major sects! I heard these sects have started recruiting again recently, wanting to recruit those with apocalyptic awakening talents. Everyone, be sure to stay far away from these lousy sects!]

"Mom—! Waaaaaah!"

Song Mang cried louder and louder, and the Pixiu baby said, "I can spit out those weapons, please don't hurt them, please!"

"Then hurry up and spit it out!"

Old Master Qi glared fiercely at the Pixiu and said, "If you don't spit it out, Song Mang and her mother won't survive!"

"Alright alright."

The Pixiu baby opened its mouth and stuck out its big tongue, on which the weapons were placed.

"Here you go."

Those Golden Core cultivators saw their natal magical artifacts again and immediately wanted to summon them back.

However, because these high-grade spiritual artifacts were imbued with the aura of ancient ferocious beasts, they could not be summoned back directly.

The Pixiu baby said, "I've erased your marks, so you'll have to come and get them yourselves."

"What? It can erase our marks directly? Quickly, retrieve the magical artifact!"

Those people didn't expect the ancient ferocious beast to be so powerful, and they hurriedly rushed towards the Pixiu.

Just as they reached for the Pixiu's tongue to retrieve their weapons, black saliva began to spill from it.

The strange saliva carried a strong ghostly aura and was very sticky, which stuck their hands to it!
"I can't get it!"

"Damn it, my hand is stuck!"

"What is this viscous black liquid?"

"It looks like the saliva of a Pixiu!"

Those Golden Core cultivators panicked immediately, because they could still feel the ghostly energy of the Pixiu constantly invading their bodies and destroying their meridians!
Song Mang's crying stopped abruptly, and then she transformed into a blur and rushed towards those Golden Core cultivators.

"Song Mang, what are you doing?!"

All the Golden Core cultivators emitted a sharp, explosive sound.

Because the moment Song Mang rushed over, he ripped the storage bags off their waists!

"You dare steal my storage bag? You're asking for death!"

Old Master Qi was so angry that his face contorted. He tried to gather his spiritual power to attack Song Mang, but instead spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Pixiu baby chuckled.

"You wicked old man, my saliva is highly corrosive. Once it gets into your body, it will instantly destroy all your meridians. You won't be able to use your spiritual power, and your cultivation will be gone in no time!"

Just now, when Song Mang was holding Xi Jinzhi and crying, she secretly communicated with the Pixiu with her mind!

Let it cooperate in the performance!

The other Golden Core cultivators had severely damaged meridians and were unable to use their spiritual power to attack. They could only watch helplessly as Song Mang tore away their storage bags.

Song Mang held a bunch of storage bags in her arms, a slight smile playing on her lips. "I told you you guys were professional delivery drivers! Look, look, you're delivering food one after another, enough for my little Pixiu to eat for a long time!"

“……?!”

Old Master Qi roared in a heart-wrenching rage, "Yin Qi, why are you still watching the show? Save us!"

If we die, you won't be able to sacrifice the Jokers with the remaining human players!

(End of this chapter)