Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 84 With a thunderous roar, the golden locks snapped open, and the dragon broke free and soared into the clouds!

Yan Yunxiao's consciousness had already been extracted from her body by the evil aura that soared to the sky, and merged into a grand rhythm.

Gradually, it connected with a deep, dormant will, eventually forming a harmonious resonance that echoed in all directions.

Under normal circumstances, only officials of the middle third rank are allowed to perform rituals.

However, since Yan Yunxiao personally established the "Eight Directions Ascending to the Wind Pavilion Formation" and her true body is hidden in the earth's vein knot, in her spiritual state, this Moon Harbor is naturally equivalent to her Daoist temple and Dharma realm.

Therefore, for her, this special "Little Friend Realm" seventh-rank official, I am my own backer, I am my own golden finger!

The "Great Nuo Twelve Witches' Tune" being activated at this moment is also one of the supernatural arts commonly used by the three classes.

Even if they weren't as professional as officials like the "Duan Gong," in the hands of Yan Yunxiao, a dragon girl who had already attained divine status, they were enough to turn the rotten into the miraculous.

In the "Twelve Great Nuo Shamans' Tunes", the twelve gods Jiazuo, Jiwei, Xiongbo, Tengjian, Lanzhu, Boqi, Qiangliang, Zuming, Weisui, Cuoduan, Qiongqi, and Tenggen each correspond to different uses.

The song Yunxiao is singing now is called "Qiongqi Asks for Troops"!
"The water palace soars to the heavens, celestial beings stand in rank; banners flutter and waves protect the Mei Bay. Golden whips cleave the mist, opening the vast ocean; iron chains bind dragons, suppressing the raging torrents."

With eyes that can see a thousand miles, one surveys the entire world; with ears that can hear the wind, one hears all dangers and hardships. Eighteen generals accompany the imperial entourage; with compassionate hearts, they bring peace to all ships.

After finishing the song, I bowed deeply towards the Tianfei Palace of the Meizhou Ancestral Temple:
"Your subject requests that the officials, generals, officers, and soldiers of the eighteen water-ranking officials be summoned to the al

Slay the evil spirits and protect all people!

A clear, authoritative voice echoed throughout Moon Harbor as the battle formation progressed, and then reverberated far across the sea.

The evil spirits that were wreaking havoc in the harbor suddenly froze, turning their heads to look at the octagonal building. The soaring ferocious aura forcibly dispersed the dark clouds above.

"die!"

But before they could even take a step towards the Octagonal Tower and deal with the woman who dared to declare war on all their evil spirits, they were already at odds.

A series of solemn responses rang out from the sky:

"Black armored bees swarm in, obscuring the sun; poisonous needles pierce the miasma, sweeping away the gloom."

"Wasp commander, answer the call!"

A divine light exploded above the Baoshan beacon tower, and a general clad in golden armor drew his sword with a clang, followed by soldiers with bows and crossbows, their battle cries shaking the heavens.

"Silver saddles tread the sea, chasing the rising tide; jade bridles neigh loudly, startling ghosts and demons."

General White Horse, answer the call!

A silver-armored general galloped on horseback, followed by a torrent of heavily armored ghost riders.

"Robe in black, face red, wielding double maces, auspicious blessings and protection to vanquish evil spirits."

Divine light exploded again and again, and officials, generals, and soldiers from the Heavenly Princess lineage of ghosts, gods, and earth spirits came one after another to answer the call, blocking the evil spirits in place of the living people of the Mountain and Sea Society.

Wow.
The sound of chains dragging and vibrating filled the streets and alleys, and many evil spirits that could not escape were forcibly taken away by the chains.

Even if, as Yunxiao said, the officials and soldiers only concern themselves with matters of the underworld and have no right to interfere with bandits and Japanese pirates in the mortal realm, the pressure on the city's defenses would immediately be reduced by 80%.

The dung kingpin, Master Qian, hiding in a secret stronghold somewhere in the city, turned deathly pale the moment he saw the divine light blazing from the Baoshan beacon tower, and cried out in despair:
"Matchmaker Ye has ruined me!"

"Taking money and doing nothing, I might as well have fed my three thousand taels of silver to the dogs."

He had clearly checked that the temple gates of Baoshan Beacon Tower were indeed closed, yet he still pocketed an extra two thousand taels of Pu Shouying's handling fee, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Under normal circumstances, three thousand taels would be more than enough to buy a suicide soldier to risk his life. He really couldn't understand how things had turned out this way when he had only embezzled two thousand taels.
Before he could even abandon the task Pu Shouying had assigned him, he secretly slipped away.

Fully armed, Zheng Qian led a contingent of soldiers from the Shan Hai Society and surrounded him and his direct subordinates, the Fen Gang, completely encircling them.

"Fifth Master Qian, it's time to hit the road."

Conversely, the morale of the civilian merchants who spontaneously organized themselves in the city soared.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

Teams spontaneously organized themselves and began to kill the Japanese scattered throughout the city.

Wang Cheng waved his hand, and Zhang Wen led his personal guards into the city to begin beating the drowning dog.

Those eight hundred Japanese pirates who launched the surprise attack were, after all, a minority in Yuegang, a city with tens of thousands of households.

Once they lost the advantage of surprise and the chaos caused by the evil spirits, they suffered heavy casualties and were forced into a retreat.

But as a cannon fodder pawn arranged by Pu Shouying, there was no way to escape.

Once order is restored in Moon Harbor and the rear is stabilized, all the maritime merchants in the city can fully reinforce their own fleets and defend against external enemies.

At this moment, the bald eagle Aji, soaring through the clouds, had already seen the dawn breaking over the eastern sea; it was almost time for Chenshi (7-9 AM).

Wang Cheng picked up the cloak and draped it back over Yun Xiao's shoulders, who was covered in sweat.

This performance of the "Great Nuo Twelve Witches Tune" clearly took a toll on her, as her legs felt weak.

"If we can hold Yuegang, Sister Ah Xiao will deserve the most credit."

It was Wang Cheng's doing that they managed to deceive everyone and leave behind the Tianfei Temple at Baoshan Beacon Tower. However, without A Xiao, the temple keeper, they would not have been able to turn the tide in the sudden chaos.

By seizing upon the primary contradiction of evil spirits and achieving a decisive victory, the secondary contradiction of the 800 Japanese immediately collapsed, thus interrupting the snowballing tide of evil spirits from the very beginning.

They also took the opportunity to clean up a group of unsettling elements in the city who did not believe in the sea god, did not respect the water spirits, and did not receive timely protection from the officials and soldiers.

These were mostly potential supporters of the gentry faction, clearing obstacles for their future complete takeover of Yuegang. Ah Xiao, however, didn't relax, hesitating before speaking:

"Although the great tide of wealth and evil has been resolved, the historical dregs of the Stone Drum and the Dragon Fishing have begun to revive, and the winds from all directions are unstoppable."

From now on, we're free to act on our own. Come with me to the underground of the Octagonal Building to seize the initiative. I have something that concerns my life and I need your help with.

If all goes well, a disaster might be averted.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed:
"Underground? The octagonal building is the focal point of the Yuegang Feng Shui formation; could its underground be..."

Before they could finish speaking, a seductive female voice, sweet and alluring, suddenly rang out from a restaurant across the street, whose height was only slightly less than that of the Octagonal Tower:

"Want to leave? Tsk tsk, have you forgotten something?"
You don't actually think that the only people we went through all that trouble to send back to Yuegang were those Japanese, do you? Hehehe.”

The two of them turned to look out the window at the same time.

A stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in a colorful dress and impeccably attire, yet possessing an innate allure, stood atop the restaurant.

However, she was once one of the eight famous boat prows, known as the "West Lake Boat Girl" Tang Miaofu!

Just a glance at her was enough to set both Wang Cheng and Yun Xiao ablaze.

The West Lake boat girl corresponds to the first phenological event of the Awakening of Insects, "Peach Blossoms Begin to Bloom," and the spiritual response she receives is called "Peach Blossoms Descend."

The peach tree is young and tender, its blossoms are bright and beautiful, full of vitality, beauty, and passion.

Simply put, the essence of power is: spring has arrived, all things are reviving, and it's the season for animals to get things done.

【Tao Yao】is most skilled at manipulating plant-based magic and various erotic illusions, making people feel like they're floating on air amidst blooming flowers in the bedroom.

Wang Cheng immediately turned his head and glanced at A Xiao, who was as delicate and aloof as a water lily beside him. The other kind of beauty offset A Xiao's intense beauty before he came back to his senses.

He opened his mouth and asked:
"Tang Miaofu, you gentry actually dare to jump out and stir up trouble yourselves? Aren't you afraid that if things go wrong, you'll die along with the culprit?"

The stunningly beautiful woman, whose allure seemed as deadly as poison, didn't answer his question. Instead, she raised a slender, jade-like finger to her lips, a half-smile playing on her lips, and said:
"If we win, we won't have to die, right?"
That's why I came to the Octagonal Tower as a backup plan. Although I can no longer rely on evil spirits, I have more direct methods.

"If you want to delay the eruption of historical dregs and seize the initiative ahead of time, then I'll help you accelerate it. Perfect timing, you two can enjoy the fireworks up close."

The voice just fell.

Tang Miaofu disappeared into a sea of ​​pink petals, making it impossible to tell whether the figure was real or an illusion.

next moment.

Boom——!
With a loud bang, the entire octagonal building shook violently.

Then, raging flames rapidly ignited from the bottom floor, and then exploded layer by layer from bottom to top, turning the octagonal building into a sea of ​​fire in just a few breaths.

Clearly, this is the most direct method Tang Miaofu mentioned—fry it up for me!
Once the great war begins, the struggles that were previously confined to the background are unlocked, and naturally, whatever means are available and whatever works best will be used.

Previously, they had to be secretive, but now that they've decided to take action themselves, they've immediately shown unprecedented ruthlessness.

Tang Miaofu had no idea how many explosives she had placed in this octagonal building, which served as the core of the formation.

These are precious red and purple gunpowder invented by the Heavenly Officials [Shenxiao Taoists], and their power far exceeds that of ordinary black gunpowder.

Layers of intense heat surged upwards, instantly shattering the base of the nanmu pillars, and the entire octagonal building began to crumble and collapse amidst a raging inferno.

The pungent smell of smoke and sulfur filled their nostrils, and the crackling sound of burning wood filled their ears. The ends of their hair were singed and curled.

Yunxiao subconsciously grabbed Wang Cheng's sleeve and instinctively hid behind him.

It is unknown whether it is because of the pearl diver's own spiritual response [yin transformation], but she is very afraid of this kind of explosive yang fire.

Wang Cheng remained calm, staring at the spot where Tang Miaofu had disappeared:

"I'm stalling for time by talking to you so we can wait until Chenshi (7-9 AM), but what are you waiting for by babbling on and on?"

At this moment, in the small world of money, the snake molt from the Bigo snake had been burned to powder after the seventh refining.

He quickly took out the powdered snake slough and drank it along with the rootless water he had prepared beforehand.

A surge of heat rose rapidly from my abdomen, and my skin itched, as if something was growing quickly.

Ignoring the changes in his own body, he picked up Yunxiao beside him and, with a sudden twist, darted out of the window on the top floor of the octagonal building.

Surrounded by a fierce wind, Wang Cheng left behind a series of discontinuous pale blue afterimages, even forcibly blowing away the flames blocking his way.

Then, like a leaf falling in a storm, I used the eaves of a nearby building for leverage and rode the airflow to descend rapidly to the ground.

As Yunxiao lay on his chest in direct contact with him, she suddenly felt as if her younger brother had transformed into a real dragon, exuding a familiar and reassuring aura.

Having never had any peers or companions since childhood, she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of closeness.

Boom——! ! !
The octagonal building collapsed with a crash, and the raging flames parted to the sides, revealing a foot slowly stepping out.

The firelight illuminated Wang Cheng's blue dragon robe, the hem of which fluttered in the scorching wind. In addition to the unique dragon patch, there were also flowing patterns of scales edged with gold like copper coins.

Moreover, it wasn't just the addition of dragon robes; golden-blue illusory scales appeared on his cheeks, shoulders, arms, and the outside of his thighs, and his bright, jet-black eyes were also slightly tinged with a golden halo.

With a thunderous crash, the golden lock opened, and the dragon broke free and soared into the clouds!

Only at this moment did Wang Cheng finally complete the qualitative change of becoming a seventh-rank [White Water Gentleman], make up for his own shortcomings, and gain the qualifications to move freely in this great age of exploration.

(End of this chapter)