My Wife Might Be a Saintess
Chapter 185 - 184: The 12 Lakeside Anglers, Millions of Gossip-Colored Fish Come
"Speaking of which, when did you ever strike a pose like that? You actually looked the part," Chi Xue Child said, chewing on his popsicle.
Faced with the group’s brute force, Mo Yan could only yield.
They didn’t pay an advertising fee, but the image was altered.
Especially the words.
The text now read: "The twelve anglers by the lake summon tens of millions of Eight Trigrams Colored Fish. Tremble, mortals!"
The picture was still of Mo Yan, but her serious pose had been replaced with a smiling face making a peace sign, giving her an especially girly air.
The name "Demon Cultivator Mo Yan" was still written beside it.
For a dignified Demon Cultivator to become famous with this kind of image... Mo Yan never wanted to go back to the demon cultivator world again.
Besides, Witch Dan Xue would definitely make fun of her.
This was a stain on her entire life (she had many stains).
"I already told you, it’s a drawing. Just draw it based on Boss Po Xiao’s aura," Mo Yan said distractedly.
She was still trying to figure out how to get her poster taken down.
Blade Master Hai Bian said, "Isn’t this a bit too flashy? What if we don’t catch any fish? Won’t that be awkward? And that last line... doesn’t it just make you want to punch someone?"
Liu Yiyi said, "It’s fine. If anyone’s going to be embarrassed, it’ll be Demon Cultivator Mo Yan, not us. If anyone gets beaten up, it’ll be Demon Cultivator Mo Yan."
You couldn’t just attack people in the Holy Land, not unless you wanted to give up on fishing.
So it was still very safe.
Thinking about it that way, it seemed like there really was nothing to worry about. If anything went wrong outside, Mo Yan would take the blame. With that, everyone felt relieved.
Mo Yan: "..."
Jiang Zuo, on the other hand, didn’t pay much attention to any of this. In any case, it was Demon Cultivator Mo Yan who was getting famous.
If people from the Holy Land really did take notice, he could just leave first.
Just then, Jiang Zuo arrived at the entrance to the third floor.
In reality, the dozen or so of them, all dressed in ridiculously flashy outfits and wearing masks, were more than just eye-catching—they practically forced people to stare.
Especially when people saw the poster of Demon Cultivator Mo Yan, they were at a loss for words.
The words on it were arrogant, but the person... they had to be kidding, right?
When they reached the entrance to the third floor, Jiang Zuo noticed something was different. A large crowd had gathered there.
When Jiang Zuo’s group arrived, people naturally made way for them. To be this arrogant, you either had real strength or you were just suicidally reckless.
And to find out if they were just reckless, all they had to do was let them try to pass the entrance.
Jiang Zuo walked up to a Holy Land Disciple and asked, "Can we not go up?"
That Holy Land Disciple had just snapped out of her stupor. These people... she didn’t even know what to say.
"You can go up, but for certain reasons, only those with sufficient strength can advance to the higher floors. Those who lack the ability can only remain on the first and second floors.
Because these two floors are the safest."
The meaning was obvious: everyone left behind was a noob. Only by ascending did you prove your strength, and the higher you went, the stronger you were.
A very traditional rule.
Jiang Zuo just grunted in acknowledgment and started heading up.
He had already seen that the so-called ability test was nothing more than a simple Array.
However, this Array would be difficult to break for anyone below Tier Two, unless they had studied Arrays specifically.
That was why the disciple had only mentioned "ability" and not a Cultivation limit.
’It seems the Holy Land isn’t so rigid as to just put up a barrier based on Cultivation level.’
Jiang Zuo walked ahead and said casually, "Stay behind me."
There were quite a few in their group who were below Tier Two. Without help, it would be impossible for them to reach the third floor.
The Holy Land Disciple was a bit stunned. ’This guy is a little cold, a little cool.’
To put it simply, he was a bit arrogant.
’But it doesn’t matter to me. I just hope these people don’t cause any trouble. With those words on their poster, they’re really asking to get themselves killed.’
The moment Jiang Zuo spoke, the people behind him consciously lined up behind him.
When faced with an Array, they naturally chose to trust Jiang Zuo.
They still remembered how Jiang Zuo had utterly crushed a group of Demon Cultivators back in the Four Directions Divine Mirror.
And then there was the matter of the Chen Family’s Array—that was a Tier Six Array.
So everyone in the group chat knew that not only was Boss Po Xiao exceptionally discerning, but his attainments in Arrays were also extraordinary.
Then, Jiang Zuo stepped into the Array. The Array didn’t react at all. The others followed in his footsteps and walked right in.
Just then, someone nearby asked, "The Array isn’t reacting?"
Seeing that the Array wasn’t reacting, one clever person tried to follow behind the group.
But the moment he stepped into the Array, he was immediately repelled by it and forced to retreat.
The Array wasn’t broken. It seemed those people really had some tricks up their sleeves.
However, not many people were surprised. These were all Tier One Cultivators, too inexperienced to understand what had just happened.
Besides, you only needed to be Tier Two to pass this Array, so at most, they just assumed everyone in the group was Tier Two or higher.
Only the disciples from the Holy Land were a bit surprised. ’How impressive. He didn’t trigger any reaction from the Array. His understanding of Arrays must be profound. I wonder which floor they’ll finally collapse on.’
If these people didn’t fail, it would be an affront to heaven itself—especially since they were Demon Cultivators.
Many people shared this thought.
Of course, this commotion also made them remember Demon Cultivator Mo Yan.
Many people were discussing Demon Cultivator Mo Yan’s gender.
In the end, they came to a few conclusions: could be male or female, or perhaps a guy who cross-dresses.
And also: "Someone this cute must be a boy."
Soon, Jiang Zuo and his group reached the third floor without any issues. Blade Master Hai Bian then said, "The Holy Land actually set up restrictions. What kind of Cultivation do you think we’ll need for the fifth floor? Tier Four or higher?"
After speaking, he glanced at the group behind him. Among them, his Cultivation was the highest.
The other Tier Two members were fine, but more importantly, there were five Tier One members.
Was it really a good idea for a team like this to go to the fifth floor?
Whether they could even get there was a question in itself.
Mo Yan pointed to her mask and said, "What’s there to be afraid of? With the great name of Demon Cultivator Mo Yan backing us up, there’s no need to panic."
’A Demon Cultivator popping up in a crowd of regular Cultivators... and you’re telling us not to panic?’
Jiang Zuo looked around and found that the original entrance on this floor was gone. ’Looks like this is the test for the fourth floor.’
Just then, Liuyue Xue typed for them to see: The entrance is gone. I remember the entrance to the fourth floor was right around here.
Chi Xue Child, still chewing his popsicle, waved his Red Sword, and a bloody light illuminated the surroundings.
Under the bloody light, a series of strange lines appeared before them.
If they moved around carelessly, they would easily run into these things.
Only the path leading to the lake was free of these lines.
"Infrared rays?" Yang Mu asked.
If it was infrared, he felt he was an expert; he worked in a technical field.
But on second thought, that was unlikely. This was Cultivation, not technology.
Chi Xue Child said, "Uh, it actually seems like it is infrared. This feeling is very familiar. My senior brother used to prank me like this all the time when I was a kid."
Everyone: "..."
Suddenly, everyone felt that Chi Xue Child must have had a tough time. A Cultivator who could actually develop a ’feel’ for infrared rays...
What on earth did he go through as a child?
Jiang Zuo also looked at the "infrared rays." He wasn’t an expert on this; his past self had basically stayed far away from technology.
Fortunately, someone here was an expert.
Then, Jiang Zuo tossed a coin, and it landed directly on an empty patch of ground.
"The controller is underground."