(Quick Transmigration) Small Cannon Fodder Has Great Power

Gu Yunyun gave up on communicating with the merman who had only seven seconds of memory, and didn't expect his protection. Not to mention the system's emergency functions, her body in this world had been modified by Mo Ze's spiritual power to the point that fighting a tiger on Jingyang Ridge was a piece of cake; she wasn't afraid of encountering any danger.

She pulled the robe Mo Ze had given her tighter, sat by the river, and started skipping pebbles across the water while discussing with the system how to complete the next task.

"I've already helped Mo Ze break free of the seal. He can basically cultivate and transform into a true dragon on his own. What else do I need to help him with?"

"No, no," the system said, shaking its head. "If the world were rich in spiritual energy now, that would be fine, but the Heavenly Dao has changed, and spiritual energy is becoming increasingly scarce. As a result, a great reshuffle has taken place in the last hundred years. Those who can adapt to the times will grow stronger, while those who do not will gradually perish. In short, it is not feasible to rely solely on spiritual power for cultivation now."

"Just tell me what I should do."

"Besides cultivating spiritual power, there is another way to cultivate merit and faith in this world."

Gu Yunyun raised an eyebrow. "So you want him to do good deeds and gain a good reputation?"

"You could say that." The system checked the data. "In fact, the Black Dragon already has a little bit of faith value."

"what?"

"Yes, during the hundred years that it was worshipped as a dragon god, it also collected a tiny bit of faith."

Gu Yunyun pondered, "So it's not necessarily about doing good deeds to earn faith points. Even if someone hasn't done anything for a hundred years, as long as people have faith in them, that's enough?"

"Looks like it is."

Gu Yunyun weighed the stone in her hand for a while, then made a decision. Having figured out her next steps, she felt a sense of clarity and, in a good mood, threw the stone with all her might, sending it skipping a long distance across the water. The fist-sized stone bounced and hopped across the surface for quite a distance before disappearing from her sight.

After the black dragon went deep into the mountains and forests to eat and brought back two more prey, Gu Yunyun brought up the matter of helping him build a temple.

Mo Ze hadn't thought about this question and was still a little confused when he said, "Huh? What's the point of building those things? Although the villagers say I'm the Dragon God, I'm actually just a Flood Dragon and can't be considered a Dragon God."

"The incense offerings from the believers should be beneficial to you, right?"

Mo Ze was taken aback. "...That does exist." This kind of cultivation method was not popular among the demon race in the past, so he couldn't think of it for the moment.

Hearing Gu Yunyun's words, Mo Ze's heart stirred. It was a fact that spiritual energy was scarce now, and he wasn't an inflexible blockhead. Her mention of it now had indeed reminded him.

“Alright,” Mo Ze slapped his thigh, “After we’ve eaten, we’ll go rob a temple.”

"Huh? Robbery?"

"When I went hunting just now, I happened to see a dilapidated temple that had been occupied by some mountain spirits and ghosts. Judging from the smell, the leader should be a locust tree spirit. He has a poor background and has only been cultivating for a thousand years. I want this place. Do they dare to take it from me?"

Gu Yunyun could only silently give Mo Ze a double thumbs up in her mind.

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But that thousand-year-old tree demon has always dominated this area and has been entrenched here for many years. How could she just obediently leave when you tell her to get lost? Otherwise, how would she survive on this mountain in the future?

When Gu Yunyun and Lan followed Mo Ze to the territory of the thousand-year-old locust tree spirit, they indeed encountered obstacles.

"A little brat who hasn't even grown his first hair dares to challenge us with a mermaid who can only spin yarn, and he even brought a human along? Ha!" The locust tree spirit seemed to have seen something unbelievable, and was filled with anger at being looked down upon.

In these mountain areas, everyone bowed down and respectfully addressed her as "Grandma." Now, this inexperienced little dragon dared to spout such nonsense. The locust tree spirit narrowed its eerie little eyes fiercely, released the female ghosts it had raised for several years who had reached a minor level of cultivation, and commanded in a sinister voice, "Dare to come here to seek death... tear him apart alive!"

Gu Yunyun and Lan followed a distance behind Mo Ze. Mo Ze went to cause trouble, leaving the merman Lan behind to protect Gu Yunyun. Although mermen's combat strength is not among the top in the demon race, dealing with a few mountain spirits and wild ghosts with little cultivation is not a problem.

Whether it was because this body had died once before the transmigration or because it had been modified by Mo Ze's spiritual power, Gu Yunyun's eyes were now able to see the yin and yang, and she could clearly see several female ghosts with strong yin energy fighting against Yu Mo Ze.

The dragon is considered a favorite of Heaven. From birth, its talent far surpasses that of ordinary demons and ghosts, and its body is exceptionally strong. Even though it is only a few hundred years old and has not yet reached adulthood, it is not something that a few female ghosts can deal with. Even if the locust tree spirit were to personally fight it, it would not be able to withstand more than a few moves. Mo Ze's previous underestimation of the thousand-year-old tree demon was indeed not an overconfidence.

The reason this locust tree spirit still dares to be arrogant is simply because it grew up in a remote mountain valley where there are few strong people. It has little experience and is used to being fierce. It is arrogant and ignorant, and it still thinks that the female ghost it has been feeding for many years is a rare and powerful general.

"Tsk, ungrateful wretch." Mo Ze impatiently slashed at the female ghosts who rushed in front of him, turning them into ashes with a single claw.

The few female ghosts who hadn't yet rushed up became even paler, their already pale faces turning even whiter. They dared not move rashly, but were also intimidated by the grandmother's tyranny and dared not retreat or flee. They could only plead with the locust tree spirit with fearful eyes.

"You...good, good!" The locust tree spirit watched as the female ghost, whom it had nourished for years with the life essence of men lost in the mountains, was shattered with a single slap. Its fingertips trembled with heartache, and its overwhelming rage overwhelmed any remaining fear. "Attack! If you can't take him down today, I'll annihilate you all! Useless things! You've wasted the life essence I gave you!"

Several female ghosts wore bitter expressions. Their ashes were all in Grandma's hands, and the locust tree spirit controlled their lives and deaths. She even said she would share her life essence with them, but that life essence was from the men they were forced to seduce. Most of it was offered to the locust tree spirit, and they only got a tiny fraction. They still had to seduce those men against their will, and even as ghosts, they couldn't have a clear conscience.

Now, whether they went up or not, they would die. The female ghosts exchanged glances, and the one who was the most beautiful took the lead and knelt down before Mo Ze. The other female ghosts followed suit and knelt down as well.

This development was truly unexpected.

Mo Ze was just cracking his knuckles, planning to swat them away one by one, when he saw several female ghosts suddenly kneel down before him. Gu Yunyun was taken aback for a moment, then silently praised them in her heart for being so sensible.

"Sir, help me!"

The locust tree spirit was so angry that it almost fell over backwards. "You've all gone too far!" it roared, intending to make an example of someone. With a flick of its roots, it pulled a ceramic jar from the ground, containing the ashes of the beautiful female ghost who had led the way.

"Do not……"

Before the locust tree spirit could make another move, Mo Ze had already swiftly passed several female ghosts and, with a speed that the locust tree spirit could hardly react to, chopped off the thick root of the locust tree spirit that was wrapped around the urn. He then casually tossed the urn outside, where it was eagerly caught by the beautiful female ghost.

The locust tree spirit let out a shrill roar, its skin rapidly developing bark-like patterns, and its body instantly grew several times larger, glaring at him with venom as it launched its attack.

The ground trembled instantly, and countless tree roots emerged from the earth, sweeping menacingly toward Mo Ze, determined to drain him of his very marrow. The swaying roots on the ground were enveloped in a thick, malevolent aura, so dense that they occasionally condensed into water droplets, which dripped onto the paving stones and sizzled, corroding a dark purple scar.

Mo Ze remained completely calm. A flash of fire surrounded him, swirling around him before coalescing into a powerful fire dragon that scorched any nearby roots into charcoal, which fell to the ground.

The locust tree spirit screamed in agony, the fire burning her soul with immense pain. She quickly cut off the burning roots that were threatening to spread, sacrificing her own life to save herself.

Gu Yunyun was engrossed in the story when she suddenly sensed something amiss on the ground. She immediately turned and ran to the side. But after only one step, a long locust tree root suddenly emerged from the earth, blocking her path. A flash of light appeared at the fingertips of the merman beside her, and a long claw extended, attempting to sever the root blocking Gu Yunyun's way. However, in an instant, even more roots, shrouded in ominous black mist, sprouted forth.

The yin energy caused immediate decay upon contact with the skin. The mermaid Lan's movements were restricted, and she was afraid of accidentally harming Gu Yunyun. She hesitated and dodged, and in the short time that Lan hesitated and dodged, Gu Yunyun was quickly wrapped in a cocoon by countless tree roots.

"Yunyun!"

Taking advantage of his distraction, the locust tree spirit turned its head to look at the human girl, its mouth opening strangely wide, spewing out demonic mist. The demonic mist was filled with resentment, and the faces of people who had died from having their yang energy drained over the years swarmed towards Mo Ze, wailing mournfully.

Mo Ze unleashed a roaring fire dragon to meet the demonic mist, while he himself leaped to the front of Gu Yunyun's enormous cocoon.

Not daring to use fire, Mo Ze swiftly tore through layers of tree roots with his bare hands, the yin energy unable to harm the powerful black dragon in the slightest. But his heart sank further; the human body could not withstand the corrosive yin energy of this tree demon, and he dared not even imagine what he would see after tearing open the cocoon.

"Yunyun? Yunyun!" Mo Ze called her name anxiously and frantically while desperately digging away the tree roots, but he heard no response and his heart turned cold.

When Gu Yunyun saw the first tree root lying in front of her, she quickly covered her head with Mo Ze's robe, completely concealing her face—she absolutely couldn't be disfigured! Mo Ze's black robe was very large, enveloping Gu Yunyun entirely. She already knew this robe was extraordinary, as it could even block the corrosive effects of yin energy.

Gu Yunyun was not harmed by the yin energy, but the tree roots were so tight that she had difficulty breathing, let alone responding to Mo Ze.

When Mo Ze dug a large enough opening in the cocoon and saw his robe tightly covering Gu Yunyun's body, his eyes lit up as he remembered this incident, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.

"Cough, cough..." Gu Yunyun was pulled out by Mo Ze. She gasped for breath as she regained her freedom and weakly pulled off the robe on her head.

She felt his grip on her arm was very tight, and his hand was trembling slightly, making her feel a little pain.

"I'm fine." She placed one hand on his hand that was pinching her arm and patted it gently to comfort him.

Mo Ze finally calmed down, released Gu Yunyun, and turned towards the locust tree spirit with a look of icy coldness in his eyes.