Reborn as a Snake: Forging a Demon Court Starting from a Black Python

Chapter 127 Saving Nezha

Nezha immediately nodded, puffed out his chest and said, "We didn't do anything wrong, so of course I won't apologize."

In Nezha's eyes, he was just playing in the water at the beach.

The sea was unclaimed, but the sea patrol yaksha jumped out to cause trouble. I only gave it a slight lesson, and the guy went back to find someone to help him.

The guy who came was all talk and no action, but he was actually quite weak and easily killed by me.

The guy who appeared later, Ao Bing, was no better. As soon as he saw his newly acquainted elder brother, he started shouting for him to fight and kill.

So Ao Bing deserved to be beaten to death.

Lin Xuan smiled, chatted with Nezha for a few more minutes, and then watched Nezha return to Chentang Pass.

Watching Nezha's retreating figure, Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and revealed a resolute expression.

Logically, he should have stood by and watched, or simply advised Nezha to accept his fate and commit suicide as soon as the Heavenly Army arrived, so as not to implicate others.

When the Heavenly Court gets serious, it sends out heavenly soldiers and generals, far beyond what Lin Xuan can currently contend with.

Not to mention that the heavenly soldiers arrived too quickly, the "Even a mighty dragon can't suppress a local snake" tactic is still in effect.

Even if the heavenly soldiers had arrived any later, Lin Xuan would have been powerless to do anything.

The power gap is too great.

Even a random celestial soldier is a powerful being at level 100 or above.

And those celestial generals, according to the realm classification of this world, are at least Xuanxian (mysterious immortals).

In the game "Myth", that is a powerful being with a level of over 200.

Even if Lin Xuan tried every means to activate the allusion skills several times in a row and stack up several buffs, he would still be no match for any of the heavenly generals.

It was even more impossible for Nezha to survive the siege of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

However, Lin Xuan still wanted to give it a try.

"No matter what, I've already sworn brotherhood with Nezha, how can I just stand by and watch him die?"

"Although even if he commits suicide, he will not truly die and will have the chance to be reborn, but from then on he will become a puppet of fate, helping Xiqi to live and die."

"After the great calamity ends, he will not be free. He will have to go to the Heavenly Court to become a god, and he will have to face Li Jing every day."

"Since that's the case, I might as well help you escape this fate."

Lin Xuan muttered to himself, his tone gradually becoming firm.

The replacement of the Shang dynasty by the Zhou dynasty, and even the destruction of the Jie Sect, were all inevitable trends that were almost impossible to reverse.

However, Nezha did not necessarily have to be the vanguard in the campaign against the Shang dynasty.

Without Nezha, would the Shang Dynasty have survived? Would the Jie Sect have escaped disaster? Impossible.

It's just adding some more twists and turns.

But what does this have to do with Lin Xuan?

Throughout the entire Investiture of the Gods storyline, the dungeons following Nezha's havoc in the sea are all of hellish difficulty, beyond Lin Xuan's reach.

Even in the game of the previous life, after players completed the Nezha Havoc in the Sea dungeon, they would usually just leave the quest progress hanging and go to other dungeons to level up.

Once you've leveled up, you can come back and continue fighting.

Lin Xuan didn't have that opportunity, so he naturally didn't care about the subsequent plot changes.

Therefore, he made up his mind to help Nezha get through this ordeal.

However, Lin Xuan's initial concerns were not unfounded.

Even if all the buffs he used were stacked together, he still wouldn't be a match for the Heavenly Soldiers. He had to find another way.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and turned to walk towards a small town not far away.

Within the jurisdiction of Chentang Pass, there are numerous cities.

The banners of a great merchant hung above this small town.

The people in the city lived in extremely poor condition, their faces were sallow and thin, and their clothes were tattered. Even when they saw Lin Xuan, a stranger, they couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention.

Like a walking corpse.

Occasionally, one or two well-dressed people would pass by, but they would look distressed, as if they were carrying a heavy burden.

The lives of the people here are far worse than those in Chentang Pass, let alone compared to those in Hangzhou.

Lin Xuan ignored this and walked into the city.

Upon seeing Lin Xuan, the soldiers at the city gate immediately stretched out their hands, demanding an entrance fee.

Lin Xuan was prepared and took out a few copper coins from his storage space in advance, placing them in his palm.

When the soldier reached out, Lin Xuan pretended to rummage through his pockets, showing a pained expression, and pulled out a copper coin.

Seeing this, the soldier snatched the copper coin and said disdainfully:

"You were dressed nicely, so I thought you were rich, but you're just a pauper. You're all show and no substance! Alright, get inside."

The soldiers waved for them to pass.

Lin Xuan remained expressionless as he entered the city gate, seemingly familiar with the place. Following the flow of people, he soon arrived at a Taoist temple.

In this small town, almost all the houses were dilapidated, except for this Taoist temple, which was the most prosperous.

It occupies a large area and is always bustling with people coming and going.

Several young Taoist priests stood guard at the entrance; they were not old, but they were tall and strong.

People coming and going all smiled obsequiously at the young Taoist priest, showing him great respect and addressing him as "Senior Brother" repeatedly.

Seeing this, Lin Xuan felt reassured and thought to himself, "This place really is still here!"

In the game "Mythology", there are many ways to learn supernatural powers and skills.

The simplest approach is to select a specific race and their innate talents.

For example, Lin Xuan's "Venom Spray" and "Death Coil" came about in this way.

Then comes joining a sect, finding a teacher, and practicing cultivation techniques.

This teacher doesn't necessarily have to be a system character; it could be another player.

However, even if a player acts as a teacher, they cannot impart all the skills the teacher possesses; there are limitations.

In addition to these methods, the game also provides alternative paths for independent players.

There are many minor factions in the game that only care about money and magical treasures.

As long as the benefits are right, one can learn specific spells.

However, the skills learned in these places are mostly general-purpose spells.

Truly powerful supernatural abilities cannot be learned.

He had visited this Taoist temple in his previous life and learned a skill here...

Lin Xuan stood at the door, neither going in nor leaving, which attracted the attention of the young Taoist priest.

A young Taoist priest, head held high and nostrils pointing to the sky, strolled over slowly and arrogantly, saying:

"What do you want, standing guard at the entrance of our Taoist temple?"

"If you want to become an apprentice, then pay up with silver. Our Taoist temple is honest and fair to all, young and old. Ten taels of silver will get you the status of an outer disciple."

"With this identity, you won't have to pay the city entrance fee when you enter or leave the city, and the government officials will have to give you some face and won't dare to act recklessly..."

Although the young Taoist priest had a bad temper, he was quite good at sales pitches. He knew these stock phrases by heart and had memorized them countless times.

As he was speaking, someone approached from behind Lin Xuan and interrupted with a mournful expression:

"Young master, wasn't the entrance fee only three taels of silver a few days ago? How come it's increased to ten taels of silver in just a few days?"

The young Taoist priest, interrupted, looked displeased, lowered his head, glared at the person, and angrily said:

"Is that something you can ask? The starting price is set by my master!"

"If you're not satisfied, go talk to him yourself!"

As he spoke, the young Taoist priest turned to the side, sneered, and pointed to the inside of the Taoist temple.

The remaining few young Taoist priests at the door chuckled and echoed:

"Yes, Master is inside. If you go in now, you will definitely see him."

The man's face suddenly froze. He waved his hands frantically, repeatedly saying, "How could I possibly have the guts to pay homage to the old immortal?"

"Well... I'll go and raise the money right away."

He sighed, turned around, and left.

It turns out this person also came to become an apprentice, but he didn't have enough money, which is why he said those things.

After the man left, the young Taoist priest grunted twice, then turned to look at Lin Xuan:

"And you? Are you going back to raise money, or are you going to reason with your master?"

Lin Xuan shook his head slightly, reached into his robe, and took out two silver ingots, one large and one small.

The large one is exactly ten taels of silver, while the small one is only around two taels.

He handed two silver ingots to the young Taoist priest:

"Senior brother, I happen to have ten taels of silver here, so there's no need to go back and raise the money."

The young Taoist priest's eyes lit up when he saw the two silver ingots, and he laughed:

"You're a good person, you're quite perceptive."

He casually reached out and grabbed the two silver ingots, then turned around to lead the way for Lin Xuan, saying:

"Come with me, I'll take you to register."

"Also, my Taoist name is Mingxin. If anyone dares to bully you in the future, just mention my name."

Lin Xuan nodded and said, "So it's Senior Brother Mingxin. I've heard so much about you."

His words were insincere and merely polite, but Mingxin, with her back to Lin Xuan, couldn't see his expression and assumed they were genuine.

Mingxin became even more smug, patting his chest and saying, "Of course! Go out and ask around, who doesn't know how powerful I, Mingxin, am? I've already learned three of the spells my master taught me."

"Throughout the entire Ink Bamboo City, who doesn't know how powerful I am?"

Mingxin led Lin Xuan inside, and the other young Taoist priests were all a little envious when they saw this.

They had clearly seen Lin Xuan take out two silver ingots, and they all felt a little regretful.

If they had stepped in just now, wouldn't that smaller silver coin have been mine?

A young Taoist priest said in a sarcastic tone:

"Mingxin, you'd better be careful. This kid might be someone sent by another Taoist temple to steal our skills!"

"If that's the case, you'll be implicated too!"

Mingxin snorted twice, too lazy to pay attention to them, and introduced the Taoist names of a few junior Taoist priests to Lin Xuan.

"These are all my fellow disciples. You should call them senior brothers whenever you see them!"

After saying that, he led Lin Xuan inside.

The moment Lin Xuan stepped into the Taoist temple, a system notification rang in his ears.

You have successfully joined the "Ink Bamboo Temple" and become an initiation disciple.

As you increase your contribution level, you can exchange it for skill books and also upgrade your status.

[Ding! Your reputation in 'Ink Bamboo City' has increased, and new items have been unlocked in the city's shop...]

Lin Xuan was already used to the subsequent prompts and didn't care.

It's just an ordinary town, so the mall won't have anything good.

Only dedicated players who specialize in crafting and require certain local products will be interested in these items.

Lin Xuan was only interested in the identity of that "novice Daoist disciple".

Once he has this identity, he can obtain skill books through contribution points and then learn specific skills.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan smiled, took a few steps forward, followed behind Mingxin, and asked:

"Senior brother, do you know where our master is? I've just joined the sect, so I should pay my respects to him properly..."