Chapter 40: The Unexpected Change in the Forbidden Clothes

Chapter 40: The Unexpected Change in the Forbidden Clothes

Returning from the foot of the peak, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

“Fortunately, no one suspects it was me!”

“Lingtian Pavilion is really impressive! A powerful figure leveled the entire Black Mountain Sect last night!”

“I wonder which Nascent Soul elder took action. Did anyone from our Shinguang Sect go?”

“Sure enough, most people are focused on the Purple Bamboo Physique now!”

“Even if Old Monster Black Chicken comes out, he probably won't be able to find the culprit.”

Qi Yuan muttered to himself.

As night fell, Qi Yuan once again entered the game world.

The first thing he did was chat with his online friend Jin Li.

Currently, in the Southern Qian Kingdom, Aunt Qin displayed Emperor-level strength on the day of the duel, defeating the national teacher of the Nan Feng Kingdom.

The Prime Minister of the Southern Qian Kingdom, Sima Ting, looked extremely displeased.

Jin Li’s short-term task was completed.

However, the crisis had not yet been resolved.

“I’ve never been a qualified emperor.”

“Once the turmoil in the Southern Qian settles, I... will leave the Southern Qian. What do you think?”

Through Linglong Yuxi, Jin Li sent these words to Qi Yuan.

She tightly clutched Yuxi, feeling a bit uneasy.

This time, Qi Yuan's message took a dozen breaths to come through.

Jin Li quickly read it.

“What’s the fun in being an emperor? Once the task is done, just leave!

Why not join me in hunting monsters? It’s much more fun!”

Seeing the last sentence, a smile curled up at Jin Li’s lips.

“Okay, with you.”

The unqualified empress had another sleepless night, tossing and turning.

Meanwhile, the instigator, Qi Yuan, was holding his great sword and began his hunting spree.

However, upon stepping into the depths of the Forbidden Clothes, Qi Yuan squinted his eyes.

“Something’s off.”

He noticed that today’s Forbidden Clothes was somewhat different from usual.

On a crooked tree, most of the branches were broken, exposing thorny fractures, with a piece of gray pants hanging on it.

“This isn’t... caused by me.”

“Is there someone else?”

The monsters he killed would always turn to ashes, becoming his experience points.

There would definitely not be such a scenario where things were shattered.

His gaze grew solemn, becoming more cautious.

After all, in this world, there were treacherous ministers like Sima Ting, so there must be other human NPCs.

There might be such NPCs within the Forbidden Clothes.

Qi Yuan was extremely cautious, observing for a while.

But he only found a few broken clothing monsters.

The other clothing monsters were the same as usual.

With the dominant power boost, this slash should be enough to wound a level 90 monster.

But this slash only made the unknown creature take half a step back.

Meanwhile, the red gas merged into Qi Yuan’s body.

Instantly, Qi Yuan felt his body stiffen.

The red gas seemed to turn into red threads, binding his internal organs, trying to turn him into a puppet.

“Too tough, run!”

Level 95!

He was only level 88, with a 7-level difference, including a major level difference.

Gotta run!

However, knowing it was the Lord of the Fallen Forbidden Zone, Qi Yuan felt somewhat relieved.

NPC, he could see its health bar, he could kill it!

But now, he had to run!

Qi Yuan ran quickly, using his dominant power to the extreme.

The Ugly Clothes Monster King just followed from a distance, seemingly not in a hurry to catch Qi Yuan.

Not sure how long he ran, Qi Yuan felt exhausted and empty.

He also noticed the Ugly Clothes Monster King had stopped chasing.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

After running a few more miles.

“No, I need to dig a hole and sleep, I’m totally spent.”

He quickly picked up his great sword to dig a pit.

But he was stunned.

“Is this a graveyard?”

“A burial mound?”

“Doesn’t matter, if I don’t dig now, I’ll be forced to log out!”

“Dear grandpas, please lend me your precious land, we’ll just be neighbors for one night.”

In the burial mound, a thin mist lingered. Dilapidated tombstones toppled over, and a grave was covered in lush wormwood. Underneath, there was a hole with centipedes with many tiny legs crawling inside.

Qi Yuan found a spot away from the graves and dug a big pit.

Qi Yuan was relieved he didn’t dig into any neighbor's home.

He quickly buried the pit, lying comfortably inside.

But as he closed his eyes, he felt he touched something slippery.

“Could it be I touched that old man's skull?”

With such thoughts, Qi Yuan logged out.

On the Seven-colored Peak, he couldn’t hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

Half an hour later, in the Forbidden Clothes, in the burial mound.

Firecrackers and the sound of gongs resounded.

It seemed like a funeral, yet also like a wedding.

A group of clothing monsters came from the mist in droves, dancing and igniting their own clothes.

The burial mound was brightly lit, with clothing monsters raving.