Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 840 - 87: The Road Home is Full of Ups and Downs

Using the Divine Witch’s exorcism ceremony as a cover, Yan Yu’an led his squad to carry out their long-planned operation.

A gigantic Godzilla... No, a giant lamprey stimulated by industrial pollution attacked the naval port, sank warships—sounds absolutely plausible.

Sinking ships is an art, and the brothers under Wang Yunxiao and Han Bin couldn’t figure it out, so Han Bin’s squad mainly followed a "map in hand" approach to assassinate high-ranking Navy officers and researchers. Wang Yunxiao stayed by the beach to protect Uesugi Risa.

As for the final outcome, none of the three were especially optimistic.

The terrifying productivity of a modern industrial nation isn’t something a few sunk ships and killed officers could halt. Not to mention, the infamous meddler master supporting the Fusang Empire behind the scenes this time.

The best they could do was their utmost—and remain guiltless in their hearts.

After slaying the lamprey, Uesugi Risa had already exhausted her spirit to the brink of collapse, while the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations’ divine power had yet to dissipate. Only when the lamprey’s body was devoured and melted into a puddle of polluted water did it finally relent.

As the primary god of Fusang, the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations understood the nature of the Fusang People all too well. If this thing remained, tomorrow they’d dare slice it up for sashimi—no, wait, they’d conduct experiments. If something did come of that research, it’d be a bad situation indeed.

After cleaning up the site, the divine power of the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations returned to Uesugi Risa’s body. The devastating impact instantly caused Uesugi Risa to bleed from all seven orifices and fall into a coma.

It was like walking out of a buffet leaning against the wall, only to be dragged over to scarf down an entire roasted lamb two steps later.

No matter the "iron stomach," nothing could endure such abuse.

But there was no choice—this was exactly what a Divine Witch’s job entailed.

Serving an Evil God—don’t think it’s all perks and allowances with no strings attached. Eat, drink, get extra subsidies, but did you really think an Evil God was doing charity?

Since arriving in Tianmen, Uesugi Risa had indulged in plenty of gluttony, and her appearance had even grown rosier. When Wang Yunxiao picked her up, he noticed she felt at least five pounds heavier.

Tianmen’s white rice and flour truly nourish a person.

Once they confirmed that the lamprey was the only culprit, with no dimensional barriers needing reinforcement, the next task was to prepare for retreat.

By this time, most of the transmigrators had already been retrieved. The only ones left were Wang Yunxiao and a few other squads, partly to investigate the pollution caused by the Guanyin Followers of Gray Leather and partly to guard against unexpected developments.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly, without incident.

Compared to those bullet-riddled missions in the past, this operation was relatively easy and simple. Aside from exhaustion, there were almost no injuries.

It was practically akin to rehabilitation exercises for the brothers.

But the return journey wasn’t smooth.

When Wang Yunxiao carried the unconscious Uesugi Risa through the portal, he suddenly felt the ground vanish beneath his feet, his vision blurred, and when he turned back, he realized no one had followed.

No—more accurately, he’d walked into the wrong place!

What the hell?

I’ve walked through portals before.

Wang Yunxiao reasoned it wasn’t his fault—it had to be Uesugi Risa’s. Carrying the girl didn’t feel odd, but her body was now filled with the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations’ divine power and countless restless souls.

A small horse pulling a heavy carriage... No, to be precise, it was like an electric tricycle overloaded by twenty tons.

Clearly, it was the hidden forces inside her that had affected the teleportation outcome.

So what now? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Wang Yunxiao stood dumbfounded. "I’m just a garrison soldier—I don’t know how to navigate a map!"

"Where am I supposed to go? Or should I stay here and await rescue?"

"Is anyone there?"

The answer he received was a violent tremor shaking the earth and mountains.

A gaze filled with greed and malice pierced through snow and soil, locking onto his direction, instantly sending shivers down Wang Yunxiao’s spine.

This is bad—something troublesome has taken notice.

The Master of Ten Thousand Transformations’ power was not only highly attractive to the Guanyin Followers of Gray Leather—it seemed to appear as coveted prey to other Demons and Evil Spirits too.

Realizing that staying put wouldn’t lead to anything good, Wang Yunxiao decisively headed deeper into the nearby cave.

No matter where this cave led, the best plan was to move first and think later.

Underground caves all look similar.

Unlike the underground tunnel Wang Yunxiao had traversed earlier, which had illumination and thoughtfully painted directional arrows on its walls, this place was pitch-black, with only sporadic glowing moss visible. There were no signs of artificial modification.

Had it not been for his sharp senses, he probably wouldn’t have made it far without tripping and falling everywhere.

Although the gaze behind him had diminished, it hadn’t vanished entirely. Wang Yunxiao could only grit his teeth and continue fumbling through the dark.

After walking for about half an hour, without knowing how far he’d gone, the winding cave still showed no end.

Wang Yunxiao set the Little Witch down and stretched his sore shoulders.

He began to consider whether to alter his approach—maybe dig a hole above to check his location on the surface.

The Astronomy Bureau sure was unreliable—so long without locating him.

Not even a Chess Herald to guide his way.

While he was entertaining these thoughts, the temperature around him silently began to drop rapidly.

A faint glow shone from behind, prompting Wang Yunxiao to turn around inconspicuously, only to see a golden-haired woman draped in a white robe, her face obscured beneath a hood, inexplicably standing on the path he’d just taken.

"@#￥%..."

The woman’s voice was melodious, but Wang Yunxiao couldn’t understand her words.

Definitely not English—it seemed almost song-like.

"Can you speak Chinese?"

Wang Yunxiao cautiously tested, and the woman, whether human or ghost, fell silent.

A few seconds later, she switched to English.

"Warrior from the Celestial Nation, you’ve disturbed the peace of the Eternal Sleeper."

Me? I didn’t do anything!

Wang Yunxiao spread his hands in exasperation. "I got lost and ended up here—do you know where this is?"

"Hipabolia. It has another name: the Northern Terminus Continent."

The white-robed woman calmly explained, "I know you’re engaged in a battle against the Spider God. If you wish to return to Atlach-Nacha’s Net Path, I can guide you."

Such a good deal?

Wang Yunxiao raised an eyebrow. "What kind of payment are you asking for?"

"Just leave with that child as soon as possible."

The white-robed woman pointed at the Little Witch behind Wang Yunxiao and said, "The stench from her body has already drawn the attention of the White Wyrm. If you delay, you may awaken far older horrors."