The Envoy of Abundance from Onphalus

"The Ten Kings' Court, with its cruel laws and harsh punishments, forcibly stifled all living beings' yearning for immortality! How lamentable! How tragic!"

She suddenly turned to Fu Xuan, her eyes burning with madness: "I don't blame you for your ignorance, Grand Diviner. You and I were not born in the glorious era of Jianmu, and we were destined to miss such a miracle..."

"But now, the opportunity is right in front of us! We can restore the ancient system! Rebuild that supreme glory!"

"Enough!" Fu Xuan's voice was resolute and carried an unquestionable authority. "This set of clichés is nothing but a clumsy lie carefully embellished by you for your own selfish desires—the pursuit of power and illusory immortality! Your clever words and flattering appearance cannot conceal your evil!"

She slightly raised her chin, a cold glint flashing in her eyes: "As for other rebuttals, I disdain to say more. If you really still want to debate, you might as well surrender and be taken to the Ten Kings' Court, where you can have a proper talk with that Mr. Huaixiu about your ideas."

"I hope that gentleman... won't just tear a rebellious wretch like you to pieces." Fu Xuan paused deliberately, emphasizing his tone, "That envoy of abundance hates, despises, and wants to exterminate those who most despise and want to kill you, the people of abundance who distort the true meaning of the Medicine King, indiscriminately kill, and wreak havoc on this region!"

"The high-sounding reasons you give are nothing more than a rehash of that outdated theory of 'abundance and scum'!"

“It’s also because Luofu is too bound by old rules,” Fu Xuan’s voice carried a hint of barely perceptible regret as he glanced at the train crew beside him.

"If we had allied with Huaixiu earlier, how could we have allowed you demons and monsters to run rampant on the Immortal Ship? In the vast star sea outside the Immortal Ship, the Fengrao people have long been hunted down to near extinction by that messenger! Unfortunately... all of that is in the past."

"Now that the Luofu Immortal Ship has allied with Huaixiu, all of this, as I said, is now in the past."

"Huai Xiu?" Dan Shu seemed to have been hit where it hurt, letting out a sharp sneer. "He's nothing but a traitor who twisted the concept of the Medicine King's selflessness!"

"He has packaged the Medicine King's grace into a limited, targeted charity! He has long since betrayed the Medicine King's original aspiration to benefit all living beings! He is never stingy with those who share his beliefs, yet he gives no blessing to those who do not believe in him."

"This is considered bountiful? He's nothing but a butcher whose hands are stained with the blood of his own people. What right does he have to judge us?! His sins are no less than those of the Immortal Ship Alliance!"

"So be it! So be it!" Dan Shu suddenly stopped talking, the madness on his face was instantly replaced by a resolute coldness, and a dangerous aura began to emanate from his body.

"Words are superfluous when we disagree! It seems only power can make you fools realize the supreme might of the ancient Jianmu tree!"

She clenched her fists, and a rich, decaying power of abundance surged from her body like dark green vines, wrapping around her arms.

The surrounding air instantly became thick and heavy, and strange sprouts began to twist and emerge from the cracks in the ground.

"At that time, Your Excellency, you will regret your choice to abandon power today for the rest of your life!"

She adopted an unusual fighting stance, her gaze fixed on Fu Xuan and the train crew, clearly unwilling to engage in any further verbal exchange.

Looking around, she thought to herself: How ironic... The most active Envoy of Abundance, Huai Xiu, has become the most terrifying hunter of the Abundance people... But it doesn't matter!

Dan Shu sneered inwardly: "As long as I stay here and absorb enough power from the Jianmu tree, I will surely attract the attention of the Medicine King Ci Huai! At that time, I will be blessed with supreme fortune, and the position of envoy will be within my grasp!"

"Judging by the time... the rest of Luofu should be getting lively too." A cunning glint flashed in her eyes.

"Everything is proceeding according to plan. All I need to do is stall Fu Xuan, the train crew, and these elite Cloud Riders... The members of the Medicine King's secret lineage outside the Pill Cauldron Bureau, along with the help promised by Huanlong, are enough to plunge the entire Luofu into chaos!"

As for how many people will die in this chaos? How many families will be torn apart, wives and children separated, and homes destroyed? What does that have to do with Dan Shu?

Or rather... when everything settles down, and she uses the divine power of the Jianmu tree to reshape the immortal ship and grant everyone immortality and the body of an immortal, shouldn't these foolish victims be grateful to her?

They paved the way to a new world with their lives! And I have never wronged them.

They could have joined her grand plan, but they remained obstinate, so this extreme method was the only way to help them make the right choice.

In time, all the facts will prove that everything she did was right.

This was Dan Shu's ambition, which she was willing to burn everything to achieve. However, the people of Luofu, who were destined to perish for her insane ambition, were clearly not so grateful.

Just as the encirclement by the Pill Refining Division was about to be completely closed, and the core of the Medicine King's secret teachings was about to be captured in one fell swoop—

Just as Dan Shu had anticipated, other areas of the Luofu Immortal Ship descended into sudden chaos. Riots broke out simultaneously in several bustling neighborhoods.

Terrified screams, the roar of explosions, and the sharp clash of weapons shattered the tranquility on the surface of the immortal ship.

Meanwhile, in the secluded back garden of the Shence Mansion, far from the hustle and bustle, General Jing Yuan was not paying attention to the Luofu Star Map that had suddenly lit up with countless alarm points in the command room.

He stood leisurely in the center of the courtyard, the long sword in his hand gleaming warmly in the afternoon sunlight.

Jing Yuan flicked his wrist, and the blade traced seemingly random yet mysterious paths through the air. He walked lightly on the fallen petals, as if he were simply strolling leisurely, cultivating his temperament.

However, with each swing of the knife, the seemingly gentle wind of the blade precisely cuts through the falling petals, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut.

A faint smile played on his lips, his gaze seemingly fixed on the blade, yet deep within his eyes reflected the ever-changing fortunes of the entire Luofu region.

A storm has descended upon the immortal ship, and the one wielding the chessboard is ready to overturn it and smash it against the illusory figure opposite...

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The first one today, there's one more to go.

Golden Branches Endure Through the Ages: Chapter 170 The Turmoil at Luofu

The great chaos in Luofu that Dan Shu had foreseen did indeed erupt after the fog dissipated—but it was only a fleeting moment.

The remnants of the Medicine King's secret lineage who had managed to escape the siege of the Dan Ding Si, along with some clever individuals who had been lying in wait, surged into the streets and alleys of Luofu like startled poisonous insects.

They were not honorable warriors, but rather saboteurs in the gutter.

Packets of specially made, foul-smelling powder that could induce demonic possession were frantically scattered by them, attempting to ignite the flames of panic; flames suddenly sprang up at several street corners, billowing thick smoke.

Even worse, some infiltrate the panicked crowd, posing as leaders, and use inflammatory words to lead the blindly following people into a deeper vortex of chaos, creating unnecessary trampling and shoving.

This chaotic aura, like the smell of blood to a shark, instantly aroused Bu Liren, who was lurking in the shadows.

They tore off their carefully disguised fox-people skin, revealing their ferocious wolf forms, their sharp claws gleaming coldly in the chaotic light and shadow.

The leader growled and crushed a fragment of a bone pendant used for communication, signaling the action to Lord Modu!

"For the leader! The hunt begins!" The roar was particularly jarring amidst the clamor. They pounced on the chaotic flock of sheep like a pack of wolves, ready to enjoy this long-awaited bloody feast.

However, before their claws could even touch their first prey, a sudden change occurred!

"Roar—!" A deafening roar drowned out the wolf howls of the Bu Li people. In the shadows, there were not only chaotic civilians.

Countless burly figures emerged like boulders from every alleyway, shop, and even rooftop! Their eyes burned with icy fury.

They were not holding ordinary weapons, but rather huge bone saws, heavy pestles, poisoned needle pouches, and even medical cutters crackling with electric arcs.

These were five million compassionate physicians, an ambush force that General Jingyuan had laid long ago. At this moment, their goal was not to save lives, but to clean wounds.

"You bastards! We've finally waited for you!" a burly physician roared, swinging a heavy metal pestle and smashing it hard at the nearest Bu Li Ren.

A heavy thud accompanied by the sound of bones cracking caused the wolf to instantly collapse. The healer, not satisfied, then hammered it a dozen more times, turning it into a bloody pulp.

"The stain of abundance is a legacy of you scum!" Hatred filled the air. These physicians had fought alongside the Bu Li people on the edge of the Star Sea for years and deeply resented their brutality.

At this moment, enemies meet and their eyes blaze with hatred.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The crisp gunshots rang out like precise roll calls. High on the rooftops, the figures of the patrolling rangers moved with the grace of the wind.

Leaning against railings or chimneys, they unleashed deadly energy beams from their specially made guns, each shot precisely piercing the vitals of the inhabitants or severing the arms of members of the Medicine King's secret lineage who were applying medicine.

They are the scavengers of the battlefield, ruthless and efficient. And that makes them seem pretty cool, doesn't it?

Bai Li's figure moved like a ghost through the chaos. He saw a sudden surge of cold light in Bu Liren's eyes.

"Using poison? That's too easy on you!"

He never forgot his past imprisonment. He could remain extremely gentle and kind in front of patients, but he unleashed a different, more brutal nature in front of the butchers who had once played with his life.

He abandoned his usual poisoned needles and pounced on a massive Bu Li warrior like a tiger descending a mountain.

In the instant his opponent was stunned, his strong arms gripped the wolf's throat and abdomen like iron clamps, and with a roar, he lifted the ferocious creature high above his head.

Amidst countless horrified and shocked gazes, his arm muscles bulged, and he suddenly ripped them apart! "Sizzle—!"

A tooth-grinding tearing sound accompanied by a shower of blood filled the air as Bu Liren was ripped in two alive!

Internal organs and severed limbs were scattered all over the ground. This bloody and brutal scene instantly shocked all the nearby enemies who were itching to attack.

While the other compassionate physicians weren't as ruthless as Bai Li, their methods were still imbued with years of resentment, each move potentially fatal. Keep in mind that while it might take them ten minutes to revive someone, these Bu Li people could kill the person they had saved in just three seconds.

They are the creators of suffering in the world. They are beings that must be eliminated for abundance to be realized.

These inspired compassionate healers were undoubtedly fanatical believers in the ideals of aging. Therefore, they were naturally as cruel as could be to these heretics who tarnished the reputation of abundance.

Those members of the Medicine King's secret lineage who were mixed in with the crowd were terrified when they saw their companions either having their heads smashed or being torn to pieces. They just wanted to slip away in the chaos.

Anyway, they dressed basically the same as the Luofu people around them, so they could just hide and get away with it. At worst, they could just continue to lie low.

However, a low, dense buzzing sound, like countless shells rubbing together, like an ominous cloud, blocked the sunlight above Luofu.

Golden light! Dazzling golden light!

A cloud of countless enormous golden beetles descended from the sky, precisely striking the chaotic battlefield. Their compound eyes gleamed with a cold light.

Their mouthparts opened and closed with a chilling clicking sound. They possessed a natural olfactory sensitivity to the scent of monstrous creatures—the unique, sweet-smelling odor emanating from members of the Medicine King's secret lineage, tainted by the power of the Jianmu tree, was like a torch in the darkness to them!

"Ah—! What is that?!"

"Help! Let me go!"

"Crunch... crunch..."

Screams echoed throughout the room. Many members of the Medicine King's secret lineage, who thought their disguises were flawless, were easily seized by the massive, swooping claws of the insectoid creatures.

They struggled in vain, only to be shoved into mouthparts filled with sharp teeth. A chilling crunching sound rang out, accompanied by the cracking of bones breaking. For those enemies who put up even the slightest resistance, or even managed to damage their carapace, the Zerg would not hesitate to spew out a thick, pungent, dark green venom.

When the venom touches the body, the flesh melts away rapidly like ice and snow in boiling water, leaving only a skeleton in the blink of an eye!

The first ten minutes of the chaos did indeed cause casualties—mainly stampedes triggered by panic. The long-peaceful people of Luofu had never witnessed such a horrific scene.

However, the scene of chaos throughout the city and the Cloud Cavalry being overwhelmed by the situation, which Dan Shu imagined, was ultimately just a fantasy.

Jingyuan's plan was like a well-woven net. Five million compassionate physicians! This enormous and suffocating number instantly overwhelmed the tens of thousands of the Fengrao Allied Army that had flooded the streets.

Each destroyer is almost always facing enemies several times, or even ten times, more.

The compassionate physicians, who once wielded their tools for healing and saving lives, now used them as instruments of death. Heavy pestles shattered skulls, sharp bone saws slashed limbs, poisoned silver needles pierced vital organs with precision, and the high-voltage arcs from stun guns caused enemies to convulse and collapse instantly.

They are silent and efficient, like the most sophisticated medical machines, performing the ruthless task of removing lesions. Besides, killing these guys is practically accumulating good karma for oneself.

This move would also bring even more abundant blessings and longer lifespan—who wouldn't want that? Unfortunately, these ten thousand people were truly not resistant to being killed.

The doctors thought back to the great war with the bountiful people back then, which involved at least a million soldiers. Now, they could only fight against the bountiful allied forces of a few thousand, which was simply not enough to go around.

But in one corner of the battlefield, the scene takes a sudden turn, filled with absurd and joyful moments.

"Hahaha! Party time!"

Amidst the ear-piercing roar of chainsaws and maniacal laughter, a group of strangely dressed figures charged into the battlefield.

The leader had a comical white suspender mask with stitched patterns on his face, and his long blue hair flew wildly as he ran.

Behind him followed a group of equally deranged companions, some wearing masks with laughing and crying faces, others dressed in brightly colored clown costumes. They screamed, laughed, and somersaulted as they charged into the enemy ranks.

The "Masked Fool" faction of compassionate physicians has arrived! During treatment, they may be able to maintain a semblance of physician dignity, at least they won't harm patients or prescribe random medications.

But on the battlefield of slaughter? They completely unleash their true nature! Compared to the cursing and straightforward patrolmen, their style is more... unpredictable and full of wicked humor and "artistic flair".

Their fighting style can be summarized as: first, they want to have fun; second, they want to have fun; and finally, they absolutely must have fun.

Their weapons were even more bizarre: the huge medical chainsaw in the hand of the blue-haired masked man was buzzing; next to him, a fat fool was wielding a soft rubber hammer that children played with and that made a "creaking" sound.

A tall, thin guy kept pulling out brightly colored candy bags and gift boxes tied with bows from his pocket and throwing them around; others were carrying megaphones, bubble guns, and even bags of flour... None of them could be called proper weapons.

It's less like they came to fight and more like they stumbled into a giant amusement park set against a backdrop of flesh and blood.

"Whoosh! Make way! Grandpa Sambo's healing time is over!" Sambo yelled as he charged at a Bu Li Ren who had just torn open a doctor's arm. He leaped high into the air, and his chainsaw came crashing down with a deafening roar!

"Plop—splash!"

There was no blood and gore as expected. Bu Liren's body stiffened abruptly after being struck by the chainsaw, then exploded like a giant firework!

But instead of blood and flesh, it was a sky full of colorful ribbons, sequins, and vibrant soap bubbles! The ferocious wolf pack was reduced to harmless, colorful fragments in this absurd and dazzling display of light and shadow.

"Whoosh—! Wasn't that great, ladies and gentlemen!" Sambo struck an exaggerated pose for the curtain call, even ripping off his mask to reveal a face etched with wild ecstasy.

"Enjoy yourselves! For this grand finale! For a joyful tomorrow for all!" Long-suppressed instincts are unleashed without reservation, especially when the target is someone who disrupts the joy—the pleasure is amplified!

I'm sure Boss Aha is watching, because they can feel that the activity of the power of pleasure within their bodies is much higher than usual.

The bizarre behavior and incomprehensible killing methods of the Masked Fools had a far more terrifying psychological impact on the remaining Allied Forces of Abundance than swords and guns.

"No! Don't come any closer! You devils! You are devils!" A member of the Medicine King's secret lineage watched as his companion was sent away by Sambo's firework chainsaw.

His mind completely broke down, and he turned and ran. But a grinning, masked fool caught up with him, forcibly pried open his mouth, and stuffed a handful of colorful candies into it.

"Hehehe, try the special 'Joyful and Exhilarating' candy! I guarantee you'll be happy to death~" the Fool clapped his hands and laughed.

The secret member initially tried to struggle and vomit, but a few seconds later, his eyes widened, his facial muscles contorted uncontrollably, and he burst into uncontrollable, hysterical laughter.

"Haha...hahaha...ha...ha..." The laughter grew louder and louder, more and more shrill.

He clutched his stomach and rolled wildly on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face. In the end, he suffocated to death while laughing maniacally. His face was still frozen with that eerie, torn smile.

Another Bu Liren who attempted to set fire was hit by a masked Fool wielding a giant snowball.