I’m Actually a Cultivation Bigshot Chapter 418
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"This…how could it be?" Lu Yue went from his stiffened smile into a shocking look. He was extremely terrified and shocked.
Meanwhile, his nine eyes popped out round and big. He was perplexed and dumbfounded.
He looked around to see that his surroundings had cleared up. It was so clean!
Where did his grey smoke go?
Where did his plague go?
With just a 'sizz' they all vanished?
What was that? Magic?
Chang'e was already in despair. Meanwhile, she remained transfixed on the spot, staring blankly at these sudden changes.
"So…so powerful!"
Lan, who had her eyes shut up until now slightly opened up her eyes. She took a peek before her eyes popped open. Her small mouth had formed the shape of 'O'!
She then looked at the spray in her hand and then at the recovered world. This felt so unreal!
The spray she made was so powerful?
"Impossible! I refuse to believe it!" Lu Yue reacted from his shock. He was furiously glaring at the spray in Lan's hand. He could not help feeling emotional. "What kind of treasure is that? How's that possible? How?"
"Ha-ha-ha, are you surprised?" Xiao Chengfeng's chicken pox on his face had not faded but he was smiling with satisfaction. "This is called a disinfecting spray. This disinfects plagues like you!"
"Disinfecting spray, disinfecting spray…" Lu Yue felt his head buzzing. He kept on mumbling, "Why's there such a thing in the world? Unless Heaven has invented an item to restrain me? No way, it can't be. Where do I continue from here?"
His third eye had turned red, almost glowing in red, forming a big patch of redness. He was on the verge of breaking. Violent Qi started to gather.
Ring!
Dong!
The plague gourd in his hand started to shake while the plague clock started to vibrate. A cruel Qi rose to the sky and started to gather.
"Who am I? I'm the Plague God who has survived since prehistoric times. I've seen all changes and learned many paths. What haven't I seen? It's impossible to have such a thing existing in this world! As the Divine Farmer's Herbal Classics wrote, everything has its pros and cons. How can this disinfecting spray be so perfect? It doesn't make sense! Fake, this is fake!"
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His nine eyes had all turned red. He was in shock and laughed insanely, "Ha-ha-ha, come on. I'll use my countless years of cultivation to gamble with you!"
Vroom!
Grey smoke exploded like a volcano eruption. They rushed to the clouds and formed a pillar. In the sky, the clouds moved and formed into a swirling greyness, moving wildly.
Whoosh!
In the next instance, a huge Lu Yue was formed by the grey smoke behind the original Lu Yue. There were all kinds of diseases, plagues, illnesses, and painful sufferings gathered in the smoke. They were constantly mixing and matching with one another, giving out all kinds of strains and mutations. Within one breath, one hundred thousand changes could be made!
"I want to crush you all into pieces!"
A low and deep voice was heard. The phantom and Lu Yue raised his hand and the terrifying plague hand rushed toward the crowd.
"Wow! Old plague, you're so wild!" Xiao Chengfeng retrieved his long sword. "I don't want to play with you this time around!"
Quickly, he rushed behind Lan and showed Lu Yue his finger. "Come on, I'm right in front of you, do I look scared?"
Cow Horse did not seem pleased. He ran behind Lan and reminded Xiao Chengfeng, "Brother Xiao, don't speak anymore. You're not his target!"
Vroom!
The gigantic hand left behind a huge pile of grey swirling smoke. It was a terrifying sight. The smoke swirled above their heads like a gigantic dragon from above, crashing into them!
Gulp!
Lan's lips turned pale. She used all of her strength to swallow. She held the spray tightly and pointed the nozzle at the gigantic palm in the sky. She was extremely nervous and ready to shoot anytime.
Chang'e had a serious face. She hugged Lan tightly. As the two of them hugged one another, she said, "Lan, it's all up to you now. Don't be nervous, we have to believe in Lord Saint!"
Xiao Chengfeng held his long sword tightly. He called out in his hoarse voice, "Since Lord Saint's involved, nothing will go wrong. Just shoot and it'll be over!"
The gigantic palm was getting closer. The tension in the air became stronger. It was as if they could hear the sounds from the palm of ghosts and demons moaning. Before the powerful plague had landed, they already started to feel lightheaded.
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"Spray, now!"
"Argh!"
Sizz!
The mist was shot out from the nozzle. It filled the air. It was not thick nor was there any glow. It was not majestic and merely flew in the air effortlessly.
The gigantic palm and the mist touched. Instantly, the gigantic palm turned into vaporin-depth and vanished into thin air…and this was not the end yet!
Lan and the rest let out a long sigh of relief. They then looked at the gigantic phantom of Lu Yue which was gradually deflating.
"Waa…"
The phantom growled in a low voice, full of embarrassment and despair. Following that, the wind blew as if the winter snow met the powerful sun. The phantom vanished.
Gasp…
Lan and the rest stared wide-eyed. They gasped.
Impossible! Even though the spray helped them, this…still did not make sense!
This spray was so small and the phantom was so big. How was that even logical?
"Argh!"
Lu Yue spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He was in pain, his three heads and six arms disappeared. His extra eyes were retrieved. He laid on the ground weakly.
"So weak, I'm actually so weak!?"
He mumbled and staggered to stand up. He walked toward the crowd. His eyes locked onto the disinfecting spray in Lan's hands. "Show me, show it to me!"
Xiao Chengfeng pulled out his sword and stood in front of them all. "What are you doing? Are you insane? Go back! Stay back!"
Bam!
Little did they expect, Lu Yue's knees bent and he knelt in front of them. He said with a hoarse voice, "Plague God, Lu Yue, offended the heavenly laws. I'm willing to be punished, please, capture me and bring me back to the Heavenly Temple!"
"This…"
The crowd exchanged looks. They were perplexed.
Lu Yue said, "I've lost. Please, Sixth Princess, could you show me what this is?"
With that said, he raised his hands and put the plague sword on top of his head. He remained on his knees politely.
"I…" Lan was about to go forward but Chang'e pulled her back.
Cow Horse reminded, "Be careful!"
"I think he's being genuine." Lan bit her lip. She looked at Lu Yue and continued to move forward.
Chang'e was speechless. "We'll go with you."
The crowd walked to Lu Yue cautiously. Lan held the disinfecting spray and pointed it at the plague sword.
Everyone stared closely. Lu Yue did not dare to breathe.
Sizz!
The mist touched the plague sword. Instantly, something white dispersed in the air.
The plague that was on the plague sword had instantly been cleared up. The plague sword had been converted into an ordinary sword. All of the plague on the sword had been disinfected!
"It's meant to disinfect. It does what it says. Any plague will be disinfected by this spray."
Lu Yue was stunned. His head kept replaying the scene that just happened. He mumbled, "Powerful! Powerful! It's way more powerful than the path I cultivated. And yet… I don't understand it at all!"
Medicine and poison were interlinked. This expert's understanding of the plague path was so in depth that it had reached a shocking level. Compared to the expert, he was just like a baby. No, he was not even a baby!
His eyes were bloodshot. He said to Lan in a shaky voice, "Thank you, Sixth Princess, for trusting me. Did the Divine Farmer give this to you?"
Lan nodded, "He's not actually the Divine Farmer, he's our Lord Saint in the Heavenly Palace."
"I understand." Lu Yue nodded. He seemed relieved as he mumbled, "My path should vanish. Although I'm not vanquished, I saw a whole new world. I'm lucky. I've been a frog in the well all these years, but I could finally glimpse at the world! So beautiful! So majestic!"
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