Virus King - Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Level 89 Hell-Mode Secret Realm: Mount Shu’s Demon-Sealing Pagoda!

TL: YYang

This was an unimaginably vast world.

If someone stood in the center, they would never believe that they were currently on the peak of a mountain.

And yet, this was indeed the mountain’s summit.

On a gigantic square resembling pure white jade, wisps of white clouds spiraled around, giving the illusion of the legendary Celestial Immortal Realm.

Ancient structures in a distinctly Eastern style stood tall on this immortal mountain, exuding an indescribable majesty and grandeur.

Suddenly, beams of light emerged, followed by figures appearing one after another on the jade-white plaza, as if descending from the heavens like true immortals.

However, these “immortals” did not dress the part. Instead, their outfits were…

Quite peculiar!

Some wore modern attire; others donned traditional long robes, looking like genuine sword immortals.

There were those clad in Daoist robes with hairpins, as well as individuals armored like ancient soldiers or generals.

Despite their diverse appearances, the conversations were remarkably similar.

“Wow, everyone’s right on time!”

Chu Zixun, the swordsman of Group Chat No. 001, grinned as he glanced around.

He was dressed as a classic wuxia swordsman, with a sheathed longsword strapped to his back.

Truth be told, this outfit suited him surprisingly well, making his naturally good looks even more reminiscent of the mythical sword immortals of legend.

To be fair, he looked dashing and carefree—if just barely.

However, his short haircut clashed somewhat with the overall aesthetic.

Still, no one paid him much attention.

This guy had shown off his latest loot in the group chat earlier.

Yes, that very longsword now on his back.

It was a B-Rank, no-class-restriction weapon—an item that left the rest of Group Chat No. 001 envious enough to clench their fists in frustration.

So now, everyone ignored him out of spite.

Mount Shu, as it turned out, was this guy’s exclusive quest, just as Zepar’s quest was for Han Xiao. For the rest of the group, any gains they made here were just icing on the cake.

The main rewards were destined to belong to him.

Unless someone like Chen Bai flipped the table entirely—which wasn’t exactly replicable. After all, Zepar and Mount Shu were vastly different.

Zepar was formidable, a duke-level devil in Hell, perhaps even bordering on demigod-level.

But because of the Abyss and the Hell King’s Ring, the terror of Zepar was etched into the very bones of those who faced him.

Mount Shu, on the other hand, posed an entirely different challenge.

“The demons in the Demon-Sealing Pagoda are outrageous. Last time—gotta be honest—if it weren’t for my second brother, we’d all be dead. Even if we didn’t get eaten by that giant toad, it wouldn’t have ended well!” Chang Liu remarked nearby.

This guy wore a long robe with a special white snake tattoo coiling up his body, giving the illusion it was alive and slithering.

“Little Liu, could you at least show a little respect to your savior when you say stuff like that?!”

A buzz-cut man, eight feet tall, clicked his tongue in mock irritation.

Xiang Yang glanced at him and said, “But you said your name is Horse Second (Ma Er), right? So what Little Liu said wasn’t wrong.”

“…”

“Alright, enough nonsense. Time’s tight in Mount Shu, let’s get moving!”

“By the way, where’s Lord Bai? I still want a close encounter with Lord Bai!”

As soon as Ma Er—famed in the group chat as the practitioner of the Lightning Five-Whip Style—finished speaking, a beam of white light appeared in front of them!

The next moment, a figure in casual wear materialized on the vast, snowy white jade plaza.

Chen Bai had just opened his eyes. Before he could marvel at the expansive, majestic immortal mountain or the intricate, mystical Mount Shu token in his hand, a deafening roar combined with a miserable wail erupted nearby!

Before Chen Bai could react, he felt something clutch his leg tightly!

“Lord Bai! I finally get to see you in real life!”

The sudden outburst almost made Chen Bai instinctively kick out.

Fortunately, he restrained himself in time and looked down at Ma Er, who was tightly hugging his thigh. His mouth twitched slightly.

In his previous life, Chen Bai had seen this so-called Thunder Saint on the forums.

A robust and commanding figure, this man wielded the legendary God-Smiting Whip, rumored to be either S-Rank or SS-Rank. He was renowned for his ability to repel all evil and was a powerhouse on both Blue Star and the God and Devil Trial Grounds.

But now?

The first time Chen Bai met him in this life, the impression he had of this Thunder Saint shattered completely.

Thunder!

Unparalleled masculinity!

The scattering of all evil!

Chen Bai glanced again at this guy, clinging to his leg and refusing to let go.

He pursed his lips and barely resisted the urge to test one of his new abilities on him.

Chen Bai exhaled deeply and finally said:

“Look, I know we’re all pretty familiar with each other, but isn’t this a bit… too enthusiastic?”

Ding Ding, standing off to the side, laughed and added:

“Lord Bai, you don’t know this, but your connection with Redo, the God of Trade, allowed him to snag that Thunder Strider Profession Transfer Scroll early. Otherwise, this guy would still be stuck doing Redo’s investment missions!”

Oh? So that’s the story?

Chen Bai blinked in surprise. No wonder this guy was looking at him as if he were his long-lost father. Turns out, that wasn’t far from the truth!

Ma Er quickly scrambled to his feet and exclaimed:

“Lord Bai, just say the word, and wherever you want to go, I’ll—no, your younger brother here—will climb mountains or brave flames for you!”

Chen Bai shot him a deadpan look.

“I’m new here. You guys decide. Where were you planning to go originally?”

Xiang Yang, standing nearby, finally chimed in:

“We were planning to go to the Demon-Sealing Pagoda! That’s where Mount Shu keeps the demons they’ve captured. It’s also Mount Shu’s biggest secret-realm dungeon. Other options include the Myriad Scriptures Pavilion, the Heavenly Fire Pill Realm, the Sword Tomb, and a bunch of other maps we haven’t explored yet.

But yesterday, Second Brother killed a demon in the Pagoda and got a demon beast inner core as loot. After consuming it, it permanently boosted all his attributes. That thing’s no joke!”

“Can we stop calling me Second Brother…”

Permanent attribute boost?!

Chen Bai ignored Ma Er’s plea and his eyes lit up.

So Mount Shu really was a treasure trove after all!

“Alright, let’s head to the Demon-Sealing Pagoda!”

The Demon-Sealing Pagoda stood to the side of Mount Shu—a towering, majestic ten-story structure that pierced straight into the clouds.

At the entrance to the pagoda was a swirling vortex, representing a secret realm authorized by Cosmic Will itself.

Chu Zixun had already gone off to the sect leader’s seclusion chamber.

Meanwhile, Chen Bai and the others approached the vortex at the entrance of the Demon-Sealing Pagoda. A notification suddenly appeared in front of Chen Bai.

[Do you wish to enter the Hell-level Dungeon: Mount Shu’s Demon-Sealing Pagoda (Level 10-89)?]

Seeing the level requirements on the prompt, Chen Bai’s eyelid twitched rapidly.