The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!

Chapter 258: Luck: -5500!

Then the Deputy suddenly slowed down.

"Hm?"

His brows furrowed.

A layer of pale mist had appeared between the trees.

At first, it seemed ordinary. However, as they advanced further, the mist became increasingly dense.

The Deputy immediately became vigilant.

"Strange."

He scanned the surroundings.

"Where did this mist come from?"

Behind him, Number Four and Number Five almost smiled. They recognised it immediately.

This was one of the emergency items Master Su Mo had provided to Number One.

It seems the trap had already been prepared.

A burner capable of producing hallucinogenic mist. Anyone below Foundation Building who inhaled enough of it would gradually lose their senses and fall into powerful hallucinations.

The more one struggled. The faster the effects spread.

For ordinary cultivators, it was an extremely troublesome item.

Fortunately, neither Number Four nor Number Five were ordinary anymore. As Demonic Servants, they simply stopped breathing. Unlike humans, breathing wasn’t a necessity for them.

The two maintained completely normal expressions while silently following behind the Deputy.

"This mist is interfering with our Spiritual Sense."

The Deputy’s expression darkened.

"It is definitely artificial."

After a moment, he suddenly called out, "Eight."

Number Four immediately responded, "Yes, Deputy."

"Climb a tree. See how far this mist extends. If there is a clear path, we leave immediately."

"As you command."

Number Four nodded respectfully before leaping into the canopy.

Upon reaching the top, he quickly spotted several familiar figures hidden deeper in the mist.

Number One, Two, and Three. All three were already in position.

One of them subtly gave a hand signal. The trap was complete. Everything was ready.

Number Four suppressed his smile and returned to the ground.

"What did you find?"

The Deputy asked.

"North," Number Four answered seriously. "The mist disappears roughly one hundred meters north."

The Deputy immediately made a decision.

"Good. We leave immediately. This place gives me a bad feeling."

The group quickly advanced.

The Deputy led from the front.

Number Four and Number Five followed behind while carrying the unconscious Eleven and Twelve.

One hundred meters passed.

Then another fifty or so.

Yet the mist showed no signs of thinning. Instead, it became denser. Visibility dropped rapidly.

The Deputy finally stopped. His expression turned ugly.

"Eight."

His voice became cold.

"You—"

He turned around. Then froze.

The space behind him was empty.

Number Four and Number Five had vanished. At some point, he had been separated from them.

"No..."

The Deputy’s heart sank. Only now did he realise something was wrong.

His vision became blurry. The trees around him seemed to sway unnaturally. His thoughts became sluggish.

"This mist..." He staggered. "It’s poisonous."

Instinctively, he tried circulating spiritual energy to force the toxin out of his body.

Unfortunately, that proved to be the worst possible choice. The hallucinogenic effects immediately intensified. His breathing became chaotic.

Blood surged into his throat.

Pfft!

He coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The world around him spun, the forest disappeared, the sky disappeared, and even his sense of direction vanished.

"North..."

He muttered.

"As long as I go north..."

Then confusion appeared.

"Where is north?"

His body swayed.

The next second, darkness swallowed his consciousness completely.

Thud.

The Deputy collapsed onto the forest floor.

From within the mist, several figures slowly emerged.

Watching their unconscious target, Number One couldn’t help smiling.

"Looks like the plan worked."

Number Four nodded.

"It was easier than fighting him directly."

The group approached their fallen former superior. This time, there would be no accidents.

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[Hallucination Burner — A special burner that releases colourless hallucinogenic mist, disrupting spiritual senses and causing severe hallucinations in targets below Foundation Building after prolonged inhalation.]

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Back in Elder Song’s courtyard, the atmosphere was considerably more relaxed.

The snow outside continued to fall gently, while the quiet room remained warm and peaceful.

Yang Qingxi had been sitting on the bed when a series of system notifications suddenly appeared before her eyes.

[Ding! You have destroyed the Red Cloaks Organisation! Destroying the foundation of Destiny Protagonist’s powerful force!]

[Wu Chaochang Luck: -2500]

Yang Qingxi blinked.

Before she could process the notification, another one immediately followed.

[Ding! Through your series of manipulations, you have snatched away the Evil Divination Mirror, Destiny Protagonist Wu Chaochang’s most important opportunity!]

[Wu Chaochang Luck: -3000]

[Ding! You have obtained 55,000 Luck Points.]

For several seconds, Yang Qingxi simply stared blankly.

Then her eyes slowly widened.

Fifty-five thousand points?!

That was far beyond her expectations.

The amount was so large that she briefly wondered whether the system had malfunctioned.

After confirming the notifications several times, the corners of her lips couldn’t help rising slightly. This harvest was simply too generous.

’Oh, Su Mo~ You are the best."

Just as she was feeling delighted, a knock sounded outside the room.

"Miss Yang, there’s news."

Su Mo’s voice came through the door.

Yang Qingxi immediately opened it.

Before Su Mo could even speak, she said with a smile, "Your servants took down the Red Cloaks."

Su Mo looked surprised.

"How did you know?"

Then realisation dawned on him.

"Your system notified you?"

Yang Qingxi nodded.

Since she already knew the result, Su Mo skipped straight to the important details.

"Then let me tell you the other things they discovered."

He walked into the room and casually sat down nearby.

"First, Wu Chaochang is coming to White Moon Sect."

Yang Qingxi raised an eyebrow, thinking, "He wants to rescue his subordinates?"

"Exactly," Su Mo nodded.

"It seems he believes the White Moon Sect elders took them away."

For a moment, Yang Qingxi stared at him. Then she couldn’t help laughing. "He was fooled very badly."

The image of Wu Chaochang risking his life to infiltrate White Moon Sect for people who weren’t even here was simply too amusing. Especially when his former subordinates, whom he was trying to rescue, had already raided his base and the organisation, leaving him as a lone commander.

Su Mo also found it somewhat funny.

"There’s nothing wrong with fooling our enemies."