From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 15: Going to the dungeon turns into a game of survival

"boom."

The little carp raised its hand and released a stream of water, blasting away a larger mysterious spirit in front of it. Then, its body transformed, leaving a trail of shadows as it swam, dodging the attacks of the nearby mysterious spirits.

As he dodged, his thoughts turned, and dozens of streams of water hidden in the mist rushed out quickly. The moment they came into contact with the four mysterious spirits beside him, they suddenly tightened.

"Snapped."

After a few breaths, these mysterious spirits were strangled to death.

Perhaps You Ming has an occupational disease left over from making games in his previous life. He is used to grading and quantifying everything, even spells.

If spell proficiency is divided into minor success, proficient, mastery, major success, and perfection, he feels that his current mastery of the three spells has reached the mastery level.

While consuming the same amount of mana, it is faster and more powerful.

When he first entered the Lesser Spirit Realm, he couldn't simply use [Ten Directions Strangulation] to crush an ordinary Xuan Ling.

As these mysterious spirits died, eight low-grade, two mid-grade mysterious water essences and one high-grade mysterious water essence emitting dazzling light immediately exploded from the water surface.

You Ming collected the essence of the mysterious water, and immediately activated [Flowing Water and Moving Clouds] to quickly leave the scene.

The little carp was having a great time killing Xuan Ling, but the disciples of the immortal sect were a little confused.

For some reason, the number of Xuanling this year seems to be much less than in previous years. Most people have only killed a single-digit number of Xuanling so far. With such a small number of Xuanling, the amount of Xuanshui Essence they obtain is seriously insufficient.

"Damn it, are these immortal cultivators all useless? They have to gather together to fight a Xuanling. Can't they just disperse and capture the Xuanling?"

In the stands, Night Wanderer wiped the sweat from his forehead. He no longer dared to look at the list. The gap between the second place and the little carp was getting bigger and bigger. He felt that the bet he had placed most of his fortune on might be wasted.

"No, there is still a chance."

"According to the rules of the Lesser Spirit Realm, when the total number of Mysterious Spirits falls below fifty, a bloody battle will begin between the cultivators, and each person will be marked based on the amount of Mysterious Water Essence they have obtained..."

"Only at this moment can the true victory be decided!"

Just as the Night Wanderer was comforting himself in his heart, the list hanging high up suddenly flew up and floated into the small spiritual realm.

"here we go!"

The Night Wandering God's heart suddenly became anxious, and the other gods watching the battle also focused their attention.

The list entering the spiritual realm means that the most intense moment of the battle is about to arrive.

……

You Ming circled around the Small Spirit Realm, but only killed three Mysterious Spirits. He also noticed that the number of Mysterious Spirits seemed to be decreasing.

Just when he was thinking about changing places, a huge shadow of a list appeared in the sky.

There are countless names on the list, sorted by rank.

"what?"

You Ming was surprised to find that his name was ranked first, followed by the number of Xuanling killed, which was 126.

“It’s quite different from what I imagined.”

The little carp felt that the strength of those mysterious spirits was not strong. Logically speaking, those disciples of the immortal sect had been learning immortal arts since childhood and traveled in groups, so the number of kills they had should be far more than his own.

How come only the second place killed thirty-five mysterious spirits? Are these people hiding their strength?
Just as he was wondering, a brilliant light rose from his body. At the same time, rays of light also rose in other places.

Each ray of light represented a person. Even with just a slight concentration, he could read that person's name, ranking, and other information.

I think other people can also read my information.

"Oh my goodness, the dungeon game has become PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds."

The little carp complained in his heart, but his reaction speed was also very fast. He immediately turned into a shadow and quickly moved away from this place.

Because he sensed that at the moment the ball of light appeared, more than a dozen people in front of him were surrounding him.

He killed more than a hundred Xuan Lings and possessed nearly three hundred Xuan Shui Essences. In the eyes of those people in the immortal sect, he was like a huge light bulb. No matter which direction he ran, there would be a group of people chasing and blocking him.

These people even had a vague tacit understanding, and gradually compressed his movement space towards the center.

The little carp cursed these immortals for being shameless, but he also understood why the Night Wanderer had warned him in advance that it would be difficult to survive here alone.

But the little carp also felt aggrieved. If this list had appeared earlier, I would have killed fewer monsters. Who knew that these people from the immortal sect were so shameless. They didn't kill monsters when they should, and started to rob my resources after I finished killing monsters.

Ugh!

Shameless!
After changing directions several times, the little carp failed to break through and was even blocked by a group of people from the immortal sect.

The mana in his body was also consumed a lot, and he could only turn the dial to replenish the consumption.

You Ming took a deep breath and slowly took a few steps back, but there were also monks coming from behind him.

He counted them secretly and found there were eleven people.

Oh my god, there are eleven cultivators, not eleven Xuanling. This is bad.

But surrendering before fighting is not his style. Anyway, no one will die in the small spiritual realm. Even if he is surrounded and killed, he will still take a bite of flesh and blood from these people.

The little carp gritted his teeth, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Ahaha, the little carp god is doomed now... uh, I mean, he's in danger now."

On the platform, the Night Wanderer saw the little carp surrounded by so many monks, and his heart almost jumped out of joy. He clapped his hands and shouted with laughter.

But he soon realized that he seemed a little too high-profile. After all, the little carp was in the same camp as him, so he quickly changed his words.

Brother, when you come out, I'll treat you to a drink.

If I'm not mistaken, these eleven cultivators should be from the Fa Ji Sect. Although it's only a medium-sized sect, they have some skills in casting spells and fighting.

No matter how powerful the little carp's magic is, two fists cannot beat four hands, no, twenty-two hands.

Seeing this, the Night Wanderer's face hidden in the darkness revealed a sinister smile.

"boom."

At this time, the little carp took action first.

He gritted his teeth, and in an instant, three [waves surged]. The water vapor around him condensed and turned into three surging water columns, rushing straight forward.

This is his current spellcasting limit, casting three spells at a time.

In fact, it cannot be considered a one-time operation. There is actually a slight time difference in between. However, because he has improved his proficiency in spells to mastery, he can cast spells intensively in a short period of time.

But even so, nearly one tenth of the magic power in his body was drained in an instant, and his meridians all over his body ached slightly.

(End of this chapter)