Otherworldly Desert Dust

Captain Qin Sheng, One-eyed Sister, the emaciated man, the White Peacock Man, including Wu Hen, all noticed the problem with the Ghost Bride first!

The thought of her observing the people below through a thin veil from the beginning made everyone shiver!

"To catch the embroidery ball at the Yinzhou Temple Festival, the solution is for a woman to catch it!" At this moment, Cai Jinlin took out his notebook again and quickly recorded this information!

Mingyi walked over to Wu Hen and handed him the embroidery ball.

"Here, when someone is embarrassed, you can call me Mingyi in public. When no one is around, you should call me Master Sister," Mingyi said with a bright and charming smile, looking rather determined. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Thank you, Master Sister." Wu Hen showed no airs and graciously accepted, like receiving a bowl of soft, fragrant rice.

The others in the team were drooling with envy!

Such a high-quality Yuan You, given so easily!

No wonder she was in the Thunder Bright Realm, where do they assign such Master Sisters??

"After you absorb it, see if you can enhance your power significantly, it’s best to reach Night Ghost. If not, I suggest you use it to strengthen your listening sense. In a place like this, perception is more important than strength," Mingyi advised immediately.

"Listening to you." Wu Hen nodded and began absorbing the Yuan You, focusing on enhancing his hearing.

"There’s still such a long way to Night Ghost, and you waste such a Yuan You on him!" At this moment, the White Peacock Man, Zhuang Yuan, remarked.

Mingyi, not happy with the comment, glared at Zhuang Yuan before Wu Hen could respond, "If you had rushed out to rescue us from the ant wall with Fei Ying, I would have given it to you without hesitation!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuan shut his mouth.

But on the side, Captain Qin Sheng raised his eyebrow, seeming to have something to say, but after meeting Mingyi’s eyes, he instinctively swallowed his words.

A tool should understand its role!

For now, giving the Yuan You to Wu Hen indeed yielded significant improvement.

...

"Bang bang bang~~~~~~"

"The Hundred Demons Walk at night, the living must avoid!"

"The Hundred Demons Walk at night, the living must avoid!"

Drums sounded again, and a procession of ghosts paraded around the central temple, waiting for the Spirit Awakeners to fervently participate.

Mingyi initially wanted to find the temple boy, but he approached on his own and handed her a wooden stick.

"Everyone, you must participate in the Hundred Demons Walk. It’s the fastest way to get the wooden stick. After all, I observe that your remaining time is not long," the temple boy politely reminded.

Little Stutter looked down at the spirit candle, noticing it getting dimmer and two more Spirit Crowns used up, their lives were now on a countdown.

"What’s the play in this Hundred Demons Walk?" This time, the White Peacock Man took the initiative to ask the temple boy.

Unfortunately, the temple boy ignored him and instead looked at Wu Hen, warmly saying, "Anyone without a wooden stick can participate. The rules are simple: find a place to hide in Yinzhou. Where to hide is up to you. At a set time, the Hundred Demons will roam the streets. If eighty percent of the people die and you survive, you win, and I will give the survivors a wooden stick."

"It’s like the ghost-catching game we played as kids," Wu Hen said.

"Yes, such a fun game, and when I was a kid, I thought it would be interesting if the ghosts were real and would really eat you if caught. Now it’s happening!" the temple boy sighed.

"Isn’t it more fun if your Yin Lord participates too? More fun together than alone," Wu Hen asked.

"How do you know the Yin Lord isn’t joining us? During major festivals and fairs of old, the emperor would disguise himself as a commoner to join in," the temple boy replied.

"No way. If the Yin Lord Yama himself participated, how would we survive?" Cai Jinlin said.

"Don’t worry, the Lord won’t break the rules," the temple boy reassured.

Hearing this, Wu Hen’s right hand raised involuntarily.

Looking at his hand, Wu Hen sighed and went along, "I’ll join in."

"Our Spirit Crowns won’t last long. I’ll join too," Cai Jinlin said helplessly.

Qin Sheng’s eyes swept over his team. They realized that if they didn’t fight now, they’d likely end up as food for the Yin Ants, so they all signed up.

Mingyi had already made a significant contribution and, considering her as the team’s combat strength, naturally had to join the team.

"Those who have already received wooden sticks don’t need to participate," the temple boy refused.

"Huh??"

Mingyi was not stunned, yet both teams were shocked!

What’s going on!

The Thunder Bright Realm’s combat strength can’t participate!

Then how are these small fry supposed to survive the Hundred Demons Walk??

"These are the rules. Wish everyone luck in collecting enough wooden sticks," the temple boy calmly said.

Anyone with a bit of sense could tell this temple boy was quite exceptional.

The ghost bride, the gong beater, the illusionist, the fortune teller, the sugar painting man, and the street performer were all small boss-level ghosts. Most Spirit Awakeners couldn’t solve problems with brute force alone.

As a member of the temple fair’s organizing committee, the temple boy’s combat power was presumed to be at Cangxia Level. To anger the temple boy was akin to meeting King Yan directly.

"Captain, I plan to look into the fortune telling. The Hundred Demons Walk isn’t for me," the emaciated man, Tian Yi, said.

"Alright, besides Mingyi and Tian Yi, the rest of us will participate in this underworld temple festival escape," Qin Sheng said.

Most of Cai Jinlin’s team also joined the Hundred Demons Walk.

Only after eighty percent of participants die would the festival escape end, with a survival rate of twenty percent. But if they waited any longer, their Spirit Crowns would deplete, guaranteeing death!

At least during the event, they wouldn’t need Spirit Crowns for protection.

Cai Jinlin’s team had no other choice but to join in.

...

After signing up, participants received a temple fair token.

Indeed, most people chose the Hundred Demons Walk since the organizers understood human nature well.

The mighty participant lineup resembled an international marathon, people in different attire took their positions, waiting for the drumbeat to begin.

"Thank you for joining the Yinzhou Temple Festival, the Lord is compassionate. We’ve hidden Yuan You throughout Yinzhou City. During the Hundred Demons Walk, matured Yuan You can be collected at will."

"Moreover, we’ve placed many relics of travelers from Sha Country in Yinzhou’s homes. Feel free to claim them. Note, the Hundred Demons are not just roaming the streets, they might also hide within the ghosts. Sharpen your eyes, be careful not to get caught!"

"Find one Yuan You, get one wooden stick. The person with the most sticks will receive a complete set of the Yin Pole Longmen Technique, which you humans call the Gene Chain Gate, personally taught by the Yin Lord."

The event host stood atop a bone tower, announcing to the Spirit Awakeners who had come.

In reality, upon hearing about the Yuan You, everyone’s eyes lit up, but learning about the numerous traveler relics, they became ecstatic!

As soon as the Yinzhou gates opened, people from Desert Dust’s surrounding villages gathered. Many died along Yinzhou pilgrim paths, not to mention how many strongmen’s bones lay in the Locust Desert…

Everything they left behind was placed in Yinzhou residents’ homes, making the entire city a treasure trove!

Earlier, everyone struggled in agony, with the Hundred Demons Walk’s death rate at a terrifying eighty percent.

But after the host’s speech, everyone’s moods shifted.

Wasn’t there still a twenty percent survival rate!

Even those who didn’t join the Hundred Demons Walk started regretting. Though there were other activities at the temple fair, this one held immense possibilities.

Theoretically, someone could jump from a small Firefly Light straight to a big Cangxia!

Who would have thought that the fearsome Yin Lord, Living Yama, also had a benevolent side? Infinitely more charitable compared to other stingy Venerable Desert Dust!

"What’s the Yin Pole Longmen Technique?" Wu Hen asked, looking at Cai Jinlin, who knew a bit.

"It’s a cultivation system, though not suitable for your technology-based body. Still, understanding parts of it could make you a regional hero or even a human king!" Cai Jinlin replied.

"People can cultivate here? Condense True Qi, Dou Qi, Magic Qi, waking-up Qi, stuff like that?" Wu Hen asked, astonished.

"Nothing is impossible. Physical ascension, mechanical ascension, genetic ascension, spiritual ascension—each has its own way…" Cai Jinlin said.

Wu Hen looked at Captain Qin Sheng, hoping for a confirmed answer.

Qin Sheng scratched his head, awkwardly said, "You know, we only recently arrived in Desert Dust. Initially, we thought it was a virtual abyss game. We didn’t know we could cultivate here!"

Earth Online lagged behind too many versions!

Wu Hen realized that over the long years, Nuwa God End had protected everyone so well that the smallest wind, rain, or insect bacteria nearly wiped them out when the shelter broke!

"What nonsense about the poor relying on mutations, the rich on technology…"

"Those are foreign ideas. What suits our people best is undoubtedly cultivation!"

"After achieving Mahayana, can’t a cultivator crush all mutant and technology parties with one hand?"

They must obtain the Yin Pole Longmen Technique!

Moreover, there’s Little Yi’s main course!!

"Little Yi, let’s give it our best and hit it big!!" Wu Hen was brimming with fighting spirit.

But Little Yi didn’t pay much attention to Wu Hen.

It seemed to be eyeing the Hundred Demons Stage, where evil spirits, strange ghosts, and bizarre creatures gathered, sweating with drool all over.

What Hundred Demons in Yinzhou??

It was clearly a grand feast!

Main course or not, it didn’t matter.

As long as there were enough sweets, cold dishes, hot dishes, and rich soups… it could still feast!!