Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

As for what Xiao Yuer said about having poured Meng Po soup, Jiang Yuan just thought of it as a task in the game and didn't think about it too much.

After all, Jiang Yuan is a man who has killed the King of Hell in the game.

He had been to more than just hell, he had actually been to heaven a few times. The three of them rode on skinless celestial horses, following the brilliant lights, passing through the brilliant Milky Way, and after passing the South Heaven Gate, they arrived at the ethereal White Jade Capital.

But things are different now. Tonight, at this moment, the Baiyujing is slightly different from the magnificent and golden holy capital in Jiang Yuan’s memory.

The fishy and rotten stench of the wind was so strong that it made it impossible to open your eyes.

The golden tiles on the thirty-three magnificent palaces were covered with wart-like, wriggling tumors.

The white walls and jade bricks in the Seventy-Two-Layered Scaled Light Palace had all turned into the bald skin of some unknown animal, rotten into a hornet's nest, which was constantly oozing out golden fat. From time to time, milky white insects fell out of it and were eaten by the exotic flowers and plants on the side that were covered with sores and internal organs.

The sound of the bell ringing was like an old man with a mouthful of thick phlegm, choking his throat for a long time and unable to utter a single note.

All kinds of fancy rooster-tail-like lanterns, candles, and luminous pearls are everywhere, creating all kinds of beautiful optical pollution.

It is worthy of being called a top-level family annihilation game. Just one look at it is a ruthless blow to the players’ aesthetic taste.

The streets and alleys of Baiyujing were brightly lit, and many gods were walking towards the Yaochi Palace where the Peach Banquet was being held.

They were dressed in luxurious clothes, and their bodies were covered with dazzling rare treasures. Some were shaped like giant mountain worms, some had ghost faces, and some had centipede arms with huge mouths on their palms, chewing fresh flesh between their complex teeth.

Rather than attending a Peach Banquet, it feels more like participating in a grand night parade of ghosts.

But not all gods were busy attending the banquet. Some of them had nothing to do and were admiring the sky lanterns.

The huge sky lantern is made of bones as a frame and human skin as a cage. Various organs are placed inside as lamp bases, and human oil candles are inserted on the organs. It is extremely disgusting, but it has won unanimous praise from the immortals.

These tens of thousands of sky lanterns that dot the night sky are all prisoners of war and civilians killed by mortal emperors in order to please the gods, gain blessings, and achieve victory in wars.

Three immortals with crazy and graceful figures and wearing complicated bird masks were standing on the top of a palace, discussing the gambling game enthusiastically.

The pink parrot mask said, "I think this sky lantern with a beautiful woman's face as its cage is pretty good. It's elegant! It's classy! Ha! I like it!"

The Black Crow Mask said, "Tsk, it's the same human face lantern every year, aren't you tired of it? I bet this fart//stock lantern emperor can win! It's innovative and worth promoting."

The Snow Owl Mask said, "Cool, coo, coo, all good, all good. We can enjoy the fight between ants. It's really fun to be a god."

A fishy wind blew by, and a clear, playful male voice interrupted the chat of the three immortal kings from behind.

"Oh? So happy? Why not let me be a god too?"

"You are..." The immortal wearing a snow owl mask turned around and stopped talking halfway.

"What's wrong, old cat?" Another immortal turned around and was also shocked:

“You, you are…!!!”

Behind them, three figures appeared, a tall and slender young man in black clothes with long hair, a petite girl with short ponytail, and standing behind them, the one known to all the gods in the Heavenly Palace-----!!!

"It's the famous Son of the Spirit, Jiang Yuan, I know." Jiang Yuan smiled and waved, greeting them.

"Excuse me, everyone. We need to borrow your clothes before we enter the Queen Mother's Lair."

Before the three immortals could refuse, they saw a red flash in front of their eyes and their foreheads became hot. The red light, like a skewer of barbecue, silently pierced their temples and ended their lives.

five minutes later.

Three immortals wearing bird masks walked out of the alley and blended silently into the ghosts and monsters in the street.

The current mission of the three of them is not to kill the Queen Mother, but to find the other players who got them lost.

To prevent them from getting lost, Yu Du left a bubble the size of a fingernail on each player as a mark.

Following the instructions of the signs, the three of them soon arrived at the entrance of a nine-story palace. In front of the palace door hung rows of dried corpses of gods and immortals, colliding with each other and making crisp sounds like wind chimes. It was the Yao Chi Palace where the Peach Feast was about to begin.

Jiang Yuan was just about to pull Xiao Yu'er and Mo You in, but he saw a group of five-meter-tall and sturdy giant celestial soldiers at the door. Each of them was holding a three-headed and eight-legged thin dog, and they were checking the immortals who were entering one by one.

Some gods wanted to sneak in to eat the peaches without an invitation, but they were torn to pieces by three thin dogs. Their corpses had piled up into a small mountain of flesh and blood at the door.

Jiang Yuan had encountered these eyeless celestial dogs in other copies.

Not only can they smell unusual scents, they can also smell the secrets in people's hearts. Once they are targeted, they will fight to the death. They are very difficult to deal with. The three had to find other ways to enter the hall to find people.

Yu Du released a few small bubbles and circled around the entire street. He soon found a small path that could lead to the Yao Chi Palace.

The black-robed young man wearing a crow mask said calmly, "Let's go around from that side."

Smelling the fishy stench of rotten flowers, avoiding the tangled city walls, stepping on the slime on the ground, walking in the winding, narrow back streets.

Jiang Yuan, who was wearing a white robe and a snowy owl mask, complained: "Tsk, a good game of breaking through levels and beating monsters, how come they turned it into a game of having a lot of fun with stupid teammates."

Mo You, who was wearing a pink robe and a pink parrot mask, asked, "Is it possible that if you hadn't picked up the equipment dropped by Yue Lao in the first place, this wouldn't have happened?"

Jiang Yuan scratched the white feather on the mask and said, "Well, life is like chess, and things are unpredictable."

Under the snow-colored owl mask, the peach blossom eyes curved cunningly, and continued:

"For example, I can't guess who these players are. For example, I can't see who is hiding under your skin."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the alley suddenly became quiet, and the pink owl looked back in confusion.

"Master's wife?"

She didn't seem to understand what Jiang Yuan meant.

"Xiao Moyou, you have a good sense of direction. You can find the way even with your eyes blindfolded at night." The snowy owl put one hand on its waist, its short beak shining with light.

"Returning to the Heavenly Palace is like returning home."

Mo You then realized that Jiang Yuan and Yu Du silently slowed down their pace and walked behind her.

As she spoke, she habitually turned a few corners along the path and headed towards the side door of the Yao Chi Palace, exposing the fact that she knew the way.

Her identity had been revealed, and the girl was too lazy to pretend anymore.

"When did you find out?"

Jiang Yuan smiled: "Not earlier, it was when you were taking us to find Yue Lao. You were a little too skilled in leading us there."

The long-haired young man under the black crow mask asked coldly: "Where is Mo You?"

"She's dead."

As the fake Moyou spoke, the girl's voice suddenly became androgynous, shrill and piercing like a bird's cry, and she stretched out a pair of sharp claws and attacked the two of them.

"She's such an idiot! She should have died long ago!!!"

Yu Du swung the Disaster Illusion staff and attacked through the air, trying to turn this fake disciple into a puppet and subdue him. "Mo You" knew the power of the staff and dodged quickly, leaving only a half pink afterimage.

The next moment, he appeared behind Jiang Yuan. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he found that his right hand could not move.

When he looked up, he saw a red spider silk on his wrist.

"Be careful." Jiang Yuan turned around and reminded:

"If you move again, your little paws will be broken."

"..."

This "Mo You" immediately stopped the attack, took off the mask and white veil with his other hand, threw them on the wet ground, slowly raised his head, and looked at Jiang Yuan with resentment with his pure black eyes without whites.

"Jiang Yuan, you are really awesome. You have committed such evil deeds against me, and yet you dare to come to my territory and cause trouble again?"

"Ah? Do I know you?"

Jiang Yuan was puzzled, but although there were many gods and monsters in the heavenly palace, there were only a handful of them who could be addressed as "I", so he guessed an identity casually.

"You are... Queen Mother of the West?"

Seeing that the man spoke with doubt, Jia Moyou was surprised that he did not recognize his charming voice.

"You... forgot me? Jiang... ah, no..."

I don’t know what “it” was thinking of, its black eyes rolled around, and it tentatively changed its tone.

"Wish Lang?"

This title contains a huge amount of information. Yu Du narrowed his eyes, gripped his staff tightly, and looked at this fake disciple with vigilance.

"..."

Jiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and a drop of cold sweat ran down the back of his neck and across his angular back.

It’s over. There’s something wrong with this sect leader, Queen Mother of the West. A big problem!!!

The next moment, the innocent girl stared at Jiang Yuan lovingly and uttered shocking words.

"Yuan Lang! You ungrateful fool, you forgot that beautiful day with full moon and flowers, you (----#!@!@---), and then (---#!#￥earning a fortune every day@%---) and even (-----#!$#%!-) in the end!!!!!"

"(----%$@%@--) Like a phoenix shot by a shotgun... Ugh!!"

Just as "it" was getting excited, a bubble blocked its throat and it suffocated and could no longer make a sound.

But even so, these obscene and terrifying words were enough to scare Jiang Yuan, a pure virgin, so much that he covered his ears with his hands, and his big face under the mask turned red and yellow.

He said stupidly, "Ah?"