Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 44: Even the blond villain wants to be a cross-dressing master!

Within the dense forest of Heming Mountain, three beams of light descended from the sky.

Zhao Xier, Zhou Cai, and Dong Maogong, the three worshippers, landed in a clearing in the woods.

Surrounded by ancient trees, all was silent, with only a few wisps of spiritual energy remaining in the air.

Zhou Cai closed his eyes to sense for a moment, then suddenly opened them.

"Hmm... Young Master is just ahead."

The three then passed through a dense forest and successfully found Dong Mo and Xiao Bai, who were trying to escape.

However, the scene before them caused all three of them to frown simultaneously.

There were four people standing in the open space: Xiao Bai, who was wearing a bamboo hat, and two clones created by Dong Mo using sword energy, who was also wearing a bamboo hat. In addition, there was Dong Mo himself, who was hidden in the clones.

"Xiao Bai, let's go our separate ways!"

At Dong Mo's command, Xiao Bai, wearing a bamboo hat, turned around without hesitation and took out the spirit boat that she and Dong Mo had stolen from the Dong family earlier from her storage bag.

The spirit boat grew as soon as it caught the wind, and before long it became a black-awning boat that was three zhang long.

Xiao Bai leaped onto the spirit boat, and the rune array at the bottom of the boat was instantly lit up by spiritual power, transforming into a stream of light that sped toward the northern part of Heming Mountain.

Almost at the same time, the three Dong Mos scattered and fled in three different directions: southeast, west, and north. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and even their postures were identical.

Zhou Cai's dark face twitched as he looked at Dong Maogong.

"Uh... Elder Gong, what... what should we do?"

Dong Maogong frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Hmm? What kind of clone technique is this?

Even he couldn't tell the difference! Damn it, if it weren't for the special rules of Heming Mountain that suppressed his strength to the Foundation Establishment stage...

How could such a trivial skill possibly escape the notice of my discerning eyes?

"Hmph! Chase after the young master first, ignore that wretched maid!"

Dong Maogong decisively gave the order, and then he and the dark-faced strongman Zhou Cai each chased after one of Dong Mo's.

On the other hand, Zhao Xier did not rush to make a move.

She stood there, her gaze passing over the dense forest and landing on the departing light of the spirit boat, a thoughtful expression flickering between her brows.

A moment later, she turned her gaze away and chased after the direction in which Dong Mo had disappeared.

However, she soon discovered something amiss after pursuing him for a short time.

Zhao Xier was suddenly startled to realize that the person in the middle of the road, Dong Mo, was actually standing on Xiao Bai's Purple Nether Sword.

Hmm? Isn't that Xiao Bai's sword?

Hiss, could it be...?

Realizing something was wrong, Zhao Xier suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She then turned back to look in the direction where the spirit boat had disappeared, a glint of light shining in her beautiful eyes.

She immediately changed course, and a crimson sword light shot into the sky.

Zhao Xier rode her sword, transforming into a streak of light, and chased after the spirit boat that Xiao Bai had just been piloting.

Almost at the same time, Dong Maogong followed Dong Mo on his right and went straight into the depths of the dense forest.

Dong Mo's movements were incredibly fast, but he seemed to be in a panic and plunged headlong into a hidden cave.

Dong Maogong landed in front of the cave and couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the dark entrance.

"Ah... Young Master, Young Master~"

"You're really panicking! You've actually run into a dead end on your own."

Upon hearing this, Dong Mo slowly turned around in the cave, his face, hidden behind the magical bamboo hat, showing no sign of panic.

Oh...no! It's not that it wasn't panicked! It's more accurate to say that the thing had absolutely no expression on its face!

Realizing something was wrong, Dong Maogong subconsciously activated his protective spiritual power.

Immediately afterwards, Dong Mo in front of him suddenly exploded.

The silvery-white sword energy transformed into a violent shockwave that swept in all directions.

Amidst the booming sound of surging sword energy, Dong Maogong's ears suddenly caught a discordant "crack" sound, similar to an eggshell breaking.

Dong Maogong's smile froze on his face. Then, three Black-toothed Serpent Kings at the peak of Foundation Establishment slowly rose from the deepest part of the cave, their six scarlet snake eyes locking onto him in unison.

Behind them, countless black-toothed snakes of all sizes surged out like a tide, their hissing sounds forming a death chorus.

Clearly, Dong Mo, as a game player, used his knowledge of the terrain of Heming Mountain to deliberately lure Dong Maogong into the snake's den with his clone.

"Dong! Mo..."

Dong Maogong's roar exploded from the cave, echoing through the mountains and forests like the howl of a wild beast.

On the other side, Zhou Cai followed Dong Mo on the left and arrived at a strange swamp.

This place is the Netherworld Swamp, the core area where the fragments of the Heming Mountain Small World collided with the Western Wilderness.

Spatial turbulence, like invisible blades, roamed through the air, distorting the rules of heaven and earth and rendering divine sense completely ineffective.

And in the deepest part of that muddy swamp, countless ferocious creatures that devour people are lurking.

Zhou Cai narrowed his eyes, stared at Dong Mo's back in front of him, and let out a cold laugh.

He then raised his fist and unleashed a punch. The shockwave from his punch, like a pebble thrown into a lake, stirred up the already unstable spatial turbulence, and the chain reaction spread outwards like dominoes!

The surrounding air emitted a piercing shriek, and an invisible force field rolled outwards.

Although Zhou Cai's move was at the Foundation Establishment stage, the chain reaction of destruction it caused, due to his control over spiritual power as a Nascent Soul expert, far exceeded that of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

However, his move was only at the Foundation Establishment level, so even the rules of Heming Mountain couldn't do anything to him.

As the tsunami-like spatial turbulence pressed down on Dong Mo, Dong Mo's figure suddenly swayed and he fell from mid-air.

"Young master, stop struggling."

Zhou Cai stood with his hands behind his back: "If you obediently come home with this old servant, you'll suffer less."

Dong Mo, who had fallen to the ground, slowly got up, gently patted the dirt off his clothes, and then smiled as he took off the straw hat from his head.

"Uncle Cai".

Dong Mo smiled brightly, so brightly that Zhou Cai felt inexplicably uneasy: "I forgot to introduce myself. I recently got a new nickname! Jade-Faced Grenade King!"

Dong Mo ripped open his clothes, revealing that the inside of his clothes was densely covered with various talismans.

Thunder talisman, detonation talisman, flame talisman... all of them are powerful explosive talismans!

Upon seeing this, Zhou Cai's pupils contracted, and he instinctively rushed forward to protect Dong Mo, tearing off all the dangerous talismans from Dong Mo's body.

However, by the time he rushed forward, it was already too late!

With a loud "boom", flames instantly shot into the sky around Dong Mo, and shockwaves rolled.

The shockwaves from the explosion of thunder and flames whipped up mud waves several meters high in the surrounding swamp, and black smoke carrying a huge amount of sulfurous odor permeated the entire swamp.

Zhou Cai was unharmed thanks to the protective aura he possessed.

Looking around, there was no trace of Dong Mo left. Not even a fragment remained.

Huh? It's fake.

Zhou Cai's dark face was so gloomy it could drip water.

After chasing for so long, it turned out to be a fake!

"hateful……"

Zhou Cai cursed under his breath, turned around and flew out of the swamp, intending to meet up with Dong Maogong.

Meanwhile, Zhao Xier's sword flashed across the sky, instantly catching up with the speeding spirit boat. She stood in mid-air, her hands forming a seal, and twelve sword lights flew out from her sleeves, instantly transforming into a sword array that completely surrounded the spirit boat.

"Mo'er, come out."

Zhao Xier's voice remained gentle, yet it carried an irresistible pressure.

"Your little tricks can't fool my eyes."

Upon hearing this, the spirit boat stopped.

Wearing a bamboo hat, "Xiao Bai" stepped out of the cabin, but the voice that came out was Dong Mo's.

"As expected, nothing can be hidden from Sister Xi'er~"

After saying that, "Xiao Bai" reached out and took off his bamboo hat, revealing the face that belonged only to Dong Mo. It was Dong Mo dressed as a woman in Xiao Bai's clothes!

Zhao Xier looked at the young man in front of her, a complex expression flashing between her brows.