Chapter 127: Cavern Thunder Scripture, Entrance (5k)

Chapter 127: Chapter 80: Cavern Thunder Scripture, Entrance (5k)

Wen Yan carefully sensed the temporary ability he had switched to.

Only after actually replacing it did he acquire more information.

This time, this temporary ability, for once, is the one Wen Yan feels most directly fits the literal meaning of "Natural Enemy."

It’s specifically targeted at Fake Mo Zhicheng’s brainwashing ability.

If he uses this ability on normal people, it’s basically useless. Only those who have been brainwashed by Fake Mo Zhicheng, after he uses this ability on them, will vomit out the brainwashed parts with the help of nausea.The source of thɪs content is N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt

This vomiting is a normal recovery process. You could call it a side effect, or not—both make sense.

Wen Yan feels the real side effect is that he sensed some of the fat on his body was digested; he became thinner.

After completing the First Phase of Scorching Sun Fist, Yang Energy was circulating freely within every inch of his flesh and blood, making him extremely sensitive to his own body.

He became thinner, so his head now looked a bit bigger.

The good thing is, as the Natural Enemy equipped with the temporary ability, in this state, he could directly be immune to Fake Mo Zhicheng’s ability.

The bad thing is, anyone he uses the group skill on to解除解除 brainwashing, the moment they look at him, they start vomiting.

It’s still uncertain how long this look-and-barf situation will last.

Wen Yan felt a bit awkward—both the user and the recipient of the ability have side effects. Next time, if he sees the words "side effect," he should swap out the temporary ability sooner and figure things out first.

This time things really were a bit urgent, and besides, he was still worried that if he replaced the temporary ability, Scorching Sun would disappear.

So after triggering the prompt, he didn’t keep it, and no matter how much the prompt kept warning, he didn’t change it.

But when it really came time to switch, he didn’t hesitate.

Uncle faced the Flying Zombie, was forcibly suppressed, completed his advancement, and didn’t back down—even then—so what right did he have to still cling to Scorching Sun?

Listening to the sounds of vomiting all over the camp, accompanied by the sour smell starting to float in the air, as soon as some people finished vomiting and looked up at him, they started up again—almost vomiting bile now.

Wen Yan gave a dry laugh and quickly backed away, putting more distance between himself and the camp.

Meanwhile, the prompts in his mind had already changed.

"True Architect.

From falsehood, construct reality; no matter how fleeting the reality, it is still real."

"Unfortunately, you were still a step too late.

You can puncture some lies, but you can no longer puncture a part of the reality.

On the Golden Core Path, there is the practice of false core forging; three inches before the nose, turning falsehood into truth.

Step by step, waiting for that day—a golden core swallowed into the belly, my destiny in my hands, not heaven’s.

He’s already completed a tremendous transformation, no longer a scammer founded on falsehood.

Sometimes, power cannot destroy the real."

"Temporary Ability.

1: Puncture the Falsehood (Group).

When you say, ’Really? I don’t believe it!’, you will puncture the falsehood of the lie.

Has a side effect.

Suggested to use with an extra-annoying tone.

2: Final Whisper.

When ’Final Whisper’ is released from your hand, unexpected effects will occur."

Wen Yan took a deep breath. He didn’t know when Fake Mo Zhicheng completed his job change.

When he heard Zhuge Wanjun mention a two-day deadline and noticed Fake Mo Zhicheng had started his job change process, he had a bad feeling.

He didn’t expect that the worst would still happen.

No wonder Fake Mo Zhicheng was so confident, so brazen, even daring to stride through the camp—really not afraid of being exposed.

If Qin Kun was in the camp, the restrictions Fake Mo Zhicheng set would probably be totally ineffective against someone of Qin Kun’s martial artist level. Any anomaly—no matter how the subconscious tries to ignore his presence—Qin Kun would definitely sense something was off.

Can’t see, can’t hear, can’t perceive this person—there’s still a good chance he’d get beaten to death.

These kinds of things are not uncommon at all. Back when Qin Kun first encountered a Ghost, he couldn’t see it, but still managed to kill it barehanded.

But judging by the earlier sensations, Fake Mo Zhicheng actually has some sense—he didn’t dare use his ability against these people’s wishes, and didn’t even dare approach Cai Qidong.

Wen Yan isn’t sure what Cai Qidong’s true strength is, but reportedly he’s no slouch. And that report is from several years back! In recent years, Cai Qidong hasn’t really made a move in public.

As a top leader in the Scorching Sun Department, he definitely doesn’t lack resources, and with the accelerated Spiritual Qi Resurgence of recent years, his strength should be improving rapidly.

Wen Yan never asked about these things, and now he can’t even enter the camp.

If he dared to wander in there now, who knows how many people he might literally puke to death...

He waved at Feng Yao, signaling her to handle those matters—he still had more important things to do.

The Great Zombie backing up the Little Zombie had arrived—emotionally and logically, he had to keep them company, right?

Don’t mention that palace-garbed Flying Zombie—even those two Deformed Corpses looked like they couldn’t stand outsiders. As for those eight Haired Zombies, they maintained an always-on-the-edge-of-eruption posture the whole time.

Old Xi was still kneeling over there; Wen Yan could tell at a glance—the guy’s legs were so weak he couldn’t get up.

Wen Yan turned around. The moment his gaze swept over, the long-suppressed prompt that had been held in check exploded into his mind like a pot boiling over.

"Black-haired Zombie.

A warrior undefeated after a hundred battles, can endure thunder skill head-on, a death soldier with indomitable will.