Chapter 176
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Chapter 176: Transformation, The Mighty Dragon-man
"Si Ye, your son-in-law’s luck isn’t great. He just entered the illusion realm and already encountered enemies."
When Mu Lin’s group entered the illusion realm, a massive screen materialized in the sky, displaying all the Taoist Palace students’ actions within the Tower of Illusions.
This allowed the wealthy elites, nobles, and military observers outside to clearly watch Mu Lin’s every move.
While spectating, the crowd exchanged remarks – some networking, but most debating the students’ performances.
At this moment, someone noticed Mu Lin and Chu Lingluo’s predicament. With exaggerated concern, a woman gasped dramatically and addressed Chu Lingluo’s mother:
"Your daughter seems to be in trouble…"
The false sympathy didn’t please Chu Lingluo’s mother. A hint of disgust flashed across her brows – directed both at Mu Lin and the speaker.
This was Wei Jing, another noble lady who’d clashed with her before. Their previous rivalry had ended with Chu Lingluo’s mother narrowly winning, but now Wei Jing smelled blood in the water.
Though her eyes turned frosty, Chu Lingluo’s mother quickly smoothed her expression. "Testing me?" she said lightly. "Unnecessary."
"???"
"What do you mean?" Wei Jing blinked in confusion.
Before she could react, Si Ye’s calm voice cut through: "I heard recent rumors about your daughter Wei Man chasing Mu Lin. I understand wanting to eliminate competition, but rest assured – my Lingluo’s merely his teammate."
Snickers erupted from bystanders at this twisted accusation. Wei Jing flushed crimson.
"Lies! Your daughter’s the one shamelessly pursuing him!"
"Then why panic?" Chu Lingluo’s mother arched an eyebrow. "If you truly didn’t care…"
Wei Jing’s retort died as her opponent pressed the attack. But suddenly, she smirked.
"Teammates? When’s the last time you saw teammates holding arms like lovers?" She began chanting like a broken music box: "Your daughter clings to Mu Lin… your daughter chases Mu Lin…"
Though verbally outmatched, Wei Jing had undeniable ammunition – Chu Lingluo’s blatant public affection left no room for denial.
Just as Wei Jing’s smug smile widened, an astonished shout cut through the tension:
"Wait – that Mu Lin’s actually fighting back?!"
The noblewoman speaking drew everyone’s attention, and soon they noticed Mu Lin fighting monsters and evil spirits on the screen. His formidable display stunned the crowd.
Recent rumors swirling through the city had given people some knowledge of Mu Lin, but the noblewomen’s disdain for him grew with every detail they learned.
A lowborn youth, arrogant and shamelessly mooching off girls without a shred of responsibility… this was their view of him. They saw no redeeming traits whatsoever.
Yet now, they realized they might have misjudged him.
…
Unaware of the outside discussions, Mu Lin surveyed his surroundings and readied himself to confront the evil spirits. Of the three arriving teams, only he chose to engage.
Taking in the apocalyptic landscape thick with malevolent energy, the Fox Demon Clan and Merfolk immediately sought to retreat, hide, and gather intel.
"Splash…"
Water swirled around the Merfolk while Fox Demons wove illusions—both groups vanishing from view within moments. Survival through caution defined these weaker races.
Left alone, Mu Lin became the sole focus of the evil spirits who’d overrun the mansion. Their ranks included zombies, evil ghosts, black sheep demons, and corrupted humans—all united by ravenous hunger as they glared at their target.
"Jijiji…"
"Souls!"
"Fresh meat… starving…"
Mu Lin’s eyes gleamed at the sight—each creature meant valuable points. He stepped forward to charge the horde, not bothering to summon paper figures. This was a test of his raw power.
*BOOM*
A thunderous heartbeat echoed as Mu Lin’s body underwent drastic changes.
【Heart of Thunder】
A spiraled horn protruded from his forehead while obsidian scales sheathed him like living armor. His transformed frame towered at 2.3 meters, complemented by a muscular 1.8-meter tail lashing behind him.
An oppressive aura rolled off his scaled limbs, thickening the air until even the monsters struggled to breathe. The sudden transformation froze the advancing horde—terror momentarily overriding their hunger.
But Mu Lin felt no fear. Raw power surged through his veins, igniting primal urges. He yielded to them.
Fist clenching, he vanished—not merely moving like lightning, but crackling with actual electricity at his fingertips.
*CRACK*
"Trouble!" the monsters screeched, scrambling to locate him. Too late.
Mu Lin covered fifty meters in a blink, appearing before a copper-armored zombie. The creature lunged with clawed hands, but electricity-enhanced reflexes made Mu Lin faster.
From his towering height, Mu Lin drove a meteoric fist downward.
*CRUNCH*
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