The skill of giving people cowpox was incredibly magical.
Anyone who encountered an old flower vendor in their dreams, and was unable to resist the temptation to buy the different beautiful fresh flowers in her hands, would co down with smallpox.
The larger the flower, the more severe the illness beca.
If one were to exchange the purchased fresh flowers with soone else in a dream, it was tantamount to swapping the pox onto oneself in reality.
There was no doubt that she was a strategic-level bio-weapon!
If left to her own devices, not only the battlefield of Bijia Lake but also the nearby cities would suffer.
However, she was completely eradicated from the root by the "cowpox" vaccine developed by Sage Wu’s modern dicine, and smallpox no longer existed in the world...
"Damn it! There’s a conspiracy!"
"Another one, how sinister."
"There must be so trickery involved here!"
Seeing three companions fall in the blink of an eye, each mber of the Sect’s group was cursing furiously, resentnt running high.
Unlike the others’ panic, the Red Lotus Avatar only had a deeply hidden joy in her eyes.
To bring down the six transformations of "Whip Mountain Dragon Seeking," naturally a sacrifice of significant weight was needed for the ceremony.
The sacrifices obviously couldn’t be from Prince Wang Yuan’s side, which was prospering with Qi Fortune, nor from the Dynasty, which lacked strength; they could only co from these Sect reinforcents.
The more of them that died, the more intense Post-Yan’s Dragon Energy would burn like blazing fire in oil.
It was like a bus that was already traveling on a bumpy mountain road (Hexagram), yet it was still being forcefully accelerated.
The faster it went, the quicker the deaths ensued.
"What you eat from , you’ll spew out soon enough; what you take from , you’ll return early or late.
When the ti cos to ’Upper Nine: Kanglong Regret,’ and it’s ti for to swing my blade to harvest, all these fuels that have been poured in will transform into my sustenance and return to ."
This round would allow to wipe out Post-Yan and all the Sects that might compete with for Mortal World authority, making this deal utterly perfect! Hehehe...
Prince Wang Yuan, observing from across the way, also vaguely sensed that sothing was amiss.
"It seems... there really is a deceit?"
Although sword fighting was dangerous, a Magician who had grown to the Green Seal stage surely possessed top-notch survival ability.
Losing was easy, but losing one’s life was hard.
Yet in this blind box-like combat, the opponents they faced each round were their absolute counters.
It was as if the Death God had arrived.
If the first encounter between Xin Ruoheng and Biancai could still be described as coincidence, then the subsequent situations with Xin Xiaowei and Sage Wu were no longer strokes of luck.
The current situation could best be described with an image for those Sect mbers.
King Yama: "What’s that flashing in front of my palace? Co in, you!"
In contrast, when it was their own people’s turn, despite being ready to save them at any mont, they faced a totally different response.
King Yanluo: "Who is that flashing at the entrance of my ho? Co, take him for this King... and throw him out! We don’t accept them here!"
That’s just the way it was.
Perhaps in other people’s eyes, this might be seen as a joke, but Old Master Wang couldn’t see it that way.
Because...
"Damn it, I am King Yanluo!
How co I didn’t know I was this aweso? Just by casually sitting here, I can send a bunch of Green Seals to their doom?
Maybe when I’m rightfully on the throne and beco the Yin Heaven Son, it will be sowhat plausible.
Could it really be that the more one’s way prospers, the more aid they receive, and the more one’s way declines, the less aid they get? Has even God beco intolerant?"
However, nobody knows whether God has beco intolerant, but Old Liu, Liu Wencheng, who was in charge of "Dragon Qi Prohibition 3.0," definitely couldn’t stand it anymore, and that was the truth.
"Your Majesty, there’s been a big developnt! Just now..."
Wang Yuan imdiately straightened his face and listened attentively to Liu Wencheng’s Cloud Brocade Letter.
Suspicion gradually turned into a smile on his face, and then that smile began to grow increasingly... unscrupulous.
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