Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Too Pampered and Alluring - Chapter 310

The last time, the flowers were reduced to ashes by the Black Lotus Karmic Fire. Sheng Nuan muddled through and managed to get another bag of seeds. However, this time she didn’t dare to sow them from high altitude and accelerate their growth with demonic power. Instead, she secretly planted them herself and watered them whenever she had free time.

After all, Lian Yin didn’t require her to serve him like other celestial lords did. She was idle anyway…

One day, just after Sheng Nuan finished watering and returned to the Heavenly Punishment Hall, she saw a female cultivator in white robes descending from the sky.

It was Yaoguang Lord Qing Mian from Zilan Peak.

Seeing the spiritual pet with her sleeves rolled up, looking like she had been planting rice seedlings, Lord Qing Mian frowned slightly. “Where is your lord?”

Sheng Nuan was about to say he was inside the hall when she saw a figure already walking out.

Lian Yin spoke indifferently, “What is it?”

Qing Mian’s expression instantly softened. She explained warmly, “A plague has appeared in a lower realm city called Bibo City¹. The entire city has been infected. The plague is transmitted upon contact, and the city has been sealed. Both Qin Luo and I have tried but couldn’t find the source of the plague. I’m afraid we’ll need Tiancheng Lord to make a trip.”

Lian Yin nodded lightly. “Understood. I will go immediately.”

Sheng Nuan hurriedly tidied her clothes and eagerly said, “Your Lordship, take me with you. I can help decoct medicines and such.”

Before she had finished speaking, Yaoguang Lord frowned and looked over. “This is a serious matter. What is a mere spiritual pet like you doing joining in the fun?”

Sheng Nuan hadn’t expected this Yaoguang Lord to enjoy disciplining others’ spiritual pets. She felt disdain in her heart but looked naive and innocent on the surface, pitifully gazing at Lian Yin. “Your Lordship…”

Lian Yin ignored her, but as he left, he waved his sleeve and took her along.

Yaoguang Lord’s expression stiffened slightly, and then she frowned.

Tiancheng Lord actually took that little stone demon with him…

From Buzhou Mountain to Bibo City, which was thousands of miles away, took only an instant. When Sheng Nuan followed Lian Yin through the seal into the quarantined Bibo City, she almost thought she had arrived in hell.

The entire city was shrouded in dark fumes, and there were wailing sounds everywhere. Many people were gathered at the city gate, seemingly trying to escape but were blocked by a barrier.

Their faces, necks, and arms, all the exposed skin, were covered in large patches of ulcerated pus and bl00d. Even though their clothing covered the rest, just by looking at their expressions, one could tell that these ulcers probably covered their entire bodies.

A disciple of Buzhou Mountain stationed in the city hurriedly came forward. “Tiancheng Lord, you’re finally here. My lord asked me to brief you on the general situation here.”

“The plague in Bibo City, we call it the Peach Blossom Plague. When one is first infected, peach-blossom-shaped scars appear on the body. Within two days, the peach blossoms ulcerate. Within five days, they fester and ooze pus. Within ten days, the entire body ulcerates and dies…”

Lian Yin responded indifferently, “Does spiritual power have any effect?”

The disciple shook his head. “Spiritual power can temporarily suppress the plague from manifesting externally, but this plague attacks from the inside out. Using spiritual power, the surface symptoms may not show, but the infected person’s internal organs will still rot…”

Sheng Nuan felt a chill on her scalp upon hearing this. The next moment, she saw Lian Yin suddenly reach out and grasp the arm of an old man by the roadside.

The disciple hurriedly said, “Tiancheng Lord, cultivators can also be infected, please be cautious.”

“I know. You may go back.”

Lian Yin spoke indifferently. The disciple, upon hearing he could leave, visibly breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to Lian Yin, and then disappeared from the spot.

This Peach Blossom Plague can infect cultivators, and spiritual power cannot suppress it. Naturally, ordinary cultivators would be worried.

At this moment, Sheng Nuan saw the ulcers on the old man whose wrist was grasped by Lian Yin gradually healing. He trembled as he opened his eyes, and seeing the black-robed monk before him, tears instantly welled up. “Holy monk, Holy monk, please save us…”

After attempting to suppress the plague with spiritual power to no avail, Lian Yin absorbed the plague from the man’s body into his own.

Seeing the old man restored to his original state, the surrounding people scrambled over, crying and begging for help.

“Save us, please master, save us.”

“Help us, help…”

In an instant, screams, cries for help, and wails merged into one. It truly became like hell.

Then Sheng Nuan saw Lian Yin rise with the wind, holding a Buddhist gesture with one hand in mid-air. In the next instant, rich spiritual power swept up the plague from the people around, rapidly converging toward him.

The ulcers on those people visibly disappeared, and one by one they knelt on the ground, weeping with joy and continuously kowtowing.

Lian Yin descended and continued walking forward.

Sheng Nuan followed by his side, showing a worried expression. “Your Lordship, with so much plague… how are you?”

Lian Yin frowned and glanced at her. The little demon’s expression stiffened, and she nervously stepped back a bit.

Lian Yin continued forward.

The people in the city were pulled back from the brink of death in an instant, and everyone wept with joy. Lian Yin walked forward unhurriedly, sweeping spiritual power over those people, and then his brows slowly furrowed.

He had already absorbed all the plague, but in this short moment, these people began to emit the aura of the plague again.

This Peach Blossom Plague is indeed very strange…

At night, Lian Yin sat in meditation on a rooftop in the city to rest. Sheng Nuan lay down beside him and slept on the ground.

But it wasn’t long before she was awakened by a cry and learned that the people from whom Lian Yin had absorbed the plague earlier had once again developed peach blossom marks on their bodies.

And this time, the Peach Blossom Plague was even more aggressive than before; the color quickly became vivid. It was evident that it wouldn’t be long before it turned into ulcerated, festering sores again.

Those people below kept kowtowing to Lian Yin, begging for help, their cries shaking the heavens. Sheng Nuan looked at Lian Yin from behind and saw that his expression remained unchanged as he formed seals with his hands and pushed them out.

With a sudden roar, a dark golden swastika² formation appeared in the sky, enveloping the entire Bibo City.

A powerful force pressed down, and the peach blossom marks on those people seemed to quiet down, no longer becoming more vivid… At the same time, Sheng Nuan saw that under the golden light of the formation, things that were previously invisible finally revealed themselves.

She saw that behind each of the people below, there was a black murderous aura in the shape of a rope, piercing out from each person’s back and extending far into the northern part of the city.

Lian Yin stood up, his robes fluttering in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he brought Sheng Nuan to the place where those countless black auras ultimately converged.

There was a temple there, and in front of it, a locust tree as thick as several people embracing it. The locust tree was tied with red silk ribbons for blessings. But at this moment, under the golden light of the formation, Sheng Nuan could clearly see that countless black ropes extended from the tree, like dense vines.

And the ends of the vines were connected to the citizens of Bibo City…

Lian Yin frowned and reached out his hand, but his fingers passed through those black vines. He couldn’t touch them.

“The Netherworld…”

He spoke lightly.

It’s a cursed poison drawn from the Netherworld, directly casting a spell on the souls of the citizens. No wonder ordinary methods cannot remove it.

Lian Yin snorted coldly, then turned to Sheng Nuan and said, “Follow me into the Netherworld.”

As his words fell, Sheng Nuan’s vision darkened. She blinked and then found herself on the other side of the locust tree.

On the left side of the locust tree was Bibo City. She saw Lian Yin sitting cross-legged there, and she herself was also sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed beside him. And here… were her and Lian Yin’s spirits.

Lian Yin’s spirit seemed weaker than his physical body. Sheng Nuan knew in her heart that it was because his three souls were incomplete.

“Your Lordship, what are we going to do?” she asked softly.

Lian Yin coldly surveyed the surroundings of Bibo City in the Netherworld and said indifferently, “Find the spell caster… You just guard this tree.”

The locust tree is the gate connecting the mortal world and the Netherworld…

Sheng Nuan responded, carefully stepping back two steps to guard beside the tree. At that moment, cries and wails suddenly erupted in her ears.

“Ah! Help! Help…”

“The Plague Ghosts! It’s the Plague Ghosts! The Plague Ghosts are attacking the city…”