I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players

Clang!

Chongshan Ping blocked another strike from behind, sending a blacksmith flying.

"Sigh, why isn’t this boss talking anymore."

"I don’t know, seems like he’s a bit dumbfounded, can’t accept us."

"Silent plus critical hit."

"Let’s finish this boss quickly; I need to return to the Resurrection Point and repair my gear, the durability is running low."

"My weapon is almost done too."

"Hey brother over there, you used to fight bosses with us, you should know it’s tough when our durability is low, so why don’t you stop resisting."

"Keep it up, guys, the boss is about to go down."

...

Bam!

Patriarch Chongshan was finally injured, sent flying backward.

He had once fought alongside these Heaven’s Chosen, happily chatting, listening to their jokes and banter.

But now, former comrades have become the dungeon monsters they attack...

He knew all too well how terrifying these Heaven’s Chosen were.

Not afraid of death.

Not afraid of injuries.

Unyielding combat spirit.

Even now, a Heaven’s Chosen with a large hole in his stomach lay on the ground, spewing iron-colored blood, using his hands to "send an email," sending messages, excitedly saying:

"I’ve talked to others, they haven’t encountered any Celestial Immortal bosses over there, looks like we’ve struck it lucky."

Chongshan Ping: "..."

Damn it.

Just damn it.

When the tables are turned, and I become the one hunted amidst their laughter, an unnameable fury rises crazily in my mind.

Following that fury, however, is fear.

It’s precisely because I understand them so well that I know how terrifying and frightening they are!

Pseudo-human Calamity, Embers Disaster, are not true natural disasters, the true disaster might be this pack of "Heaven’s Chosen" rampaging everywhere.

Chongshan Ping felt numb all over, with no will to fight, turned around and wanted to run.

"Damn it, damn it, did I enter the Heaven’s Chosen Illusion Realm? Have I become the virtual boss they speak of in the illusion realm?"

...

Noon.

A ray of sunshine fell upon the whole of Chongshan Town.

In just one morning, with swift and decisive action for three hours, Chongshan Town had changed hands.

A group of blacksmiths moved into the core administration hall, researching the formation of the Marketplace, various monitoring systems.

"I can’t really understand it."

"I can’t either, perhaps we should get our wives online to log in?"

"I miss my lovely and gentle wife, though I dare not act recklessly under the watchful eyes of River Crab Nine Chapters, pure love online romance is beautiful."

"Don’t rush, once we capture this forward outpost, Celestial Destiny Village No. 2, we can go save our wives."

...

The blacksmiths were sorting through their gains.

And batch processing a group of pseudo-humans, painters, and living people.

In fact, even the blacksmiths were somewhat at a loss on how to distinguish these fellows.

Pseudo-humans are still relatively easy to identify, because pseudo-humans cannot seize the memory of Restrictions upon Possession, they’re just amnesiacs.

But painters, living people...

They’re harder to distinguish.

Jiucai Rong looked at the batch of rescued common folk in front of them and sighed, "The painter is truly amazing!"

"He not only paints the neuron memories of people, but also the Restrictions and various Ultimate Skills in their heads."

Beside him, the Medical Fairy was still studying, "These painters also have flaws, firstly, the Restrictions on these painters remain, and the painter replacing the original cannot divulge their family’s secrets."

"The painter only paints the Restrictions, without breaking them, and can’t retrieve the encrypted secret information from the brain of their own painter piece."

Everyone found it quite interesting.

The information inside the painter’s brain remains confidential.

Even the painter can’t get it.

But it’s this realism, where even the painter must keep it secret, that allows the painter to deceive those around them.

"This is the real super Pseudo-Pseudo-Person."

Immortal Aunt, while researching, also complained, "So what do we do now? We can only find a few known painters, there might be many hidden among the Chongshan Town refugees."

"These painters will surely reintroduce the virus eventually, the common folk we’ve rescued will eventually be ensnared again."

The group was at a loss for what to decide.

Previously, the Nine-State had developed a Fake Human Brain Wave Detector amidst the trials of the Pseudo-human Calamity, to detect pseudo-humans among people.

However.

The painter can’t be detected, they mingle among the people, spreading the pseudo-human virus everywhere.

The combination of painters and pseudo-humans for propagating things was somewhat too sneaky.

"How about trying divination?" someone suggested.

"Painters also have a Qi Fortune Bar, with defensive mechanisms against divination, it’s not easy to handle," said the Medical Fairy.

Among the crowd, some Embers Medical Fairies had become akin to Joey-like nurse families, with identical-looking nurses in white, attending to the refugees everywhere.

Eventually.

A group of blacksmiths decided to abandon concern.

Capture and process when spotted, let it be if not, essentially giving up.

This gigantic natural disaster affecting the Immortal Realm should lead the Immortal Venerates to develop their own brain wave detector.

How can we, the small fry, contemplate saving the world?

Better to save our wives first.

"Brothers, prepare for the second wave of expedition."

"Yes, Chongshan Town has been secured, this will be our Xi Rong’s base, time to fetch our wives."

"Boo hoo, hope my wife is okay."

...

Elsewhere.

While the blacksmiths were conquering Chongshan Town, Ning Zheng’s Dharma Aspect had already infiltrated the Fire Domain and Wood Domain early on.

Watching them stir up chaos, Sect rebellion.

The group of blacksmiths’ wives were all collateral branches with thin bloodline, residing in very remote subsections of the Sect.

Ning Zheng’s eyes were set on these branches.

He wouldn’t dare target the main camp of the Immortal Venerates, but under the guise of rescuing "friends," he audaciously looted a wave of resources from the branch Sects.

Kidnapping and resource plundering – he had the nerve for those.

"It’s about time," Ning Zheng received news from that side, his heart calmed, "Our actions must be quick."

With a swish.

Ning Zheng opened a Teleportation Gate, and Su Yuniang’s army swiftly entered.

Ning Zheng equipped the army with his own Dharma Aspect, after all, even side branches had many Celestial Immortals stationed.

At the Core, there should be a True Immortal stationed.

But those True Immortals might already have been turned into traitors by internal moles.

Ning Zheng could almost confirm the painter had subjugated some higher-ups, making them internal moles, replacing part of the True Immortals and Celestial Immortals in management.

"Make a move," Ning Zheng said calmly.

"Yes sir," Su Yuniang’s army immediately took action.

Ning Zheng looked at Jiumu Qing beside him, "If a True Immortal appears, it’s your turn, this is your first real battle."

With Ning Zheng’s Dharma Aspect boosts, and with her own not being weak, Jiumu Qing should be able to handle some trash True Immortals.

As for strong True Immortals here?

Thinking too much.

Top-tier True Immortals are among those rare enough in the Immortal Realm, they won’t show up in these minor Sects, I’m stealing from these Mountain Gates