Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

The sky had been dark all day and even the sun couldn’t be seen. A fire had been lit and the flames flickered in the night.

With so much yin energy, corpses really would turn into zombies.

Ning Shu didn’t know if there was anyone from the Jia Kingdom buried here. If there were, there might be more than one zombie inside.

Ning Shu entered her tent and took out something wrapped in paper from one of her pouches.

She unwrapped the paper to reveal a piece of cinnabar. She also took out a bottle of rooster blood.

She poured out the blackish-red rooster blood and mixed it with the cinnabar. Then she revealed her chest, dipped her finger in the cinnabar-blood mixture, and drew a spell on her solar plexus.

The spell gradually sank into her skin.

After painting her solar plexus, Ning Shu rolled up her sleeves and drew spells on both arms and legs.

She was the only woman in the group. Women were inherently weak and had more yin energy and weaker yang energy than men. This would cause her to be prone to accidents.

Ning Shu had to make preparations before entering the tomb. The yin energy was so heavy that it was impossible to imagine what would happen once she went inside.

A voice in her heart told Ning Shu not to go in.

However, in the current situation, she had to go in regardless of whether she wanted to.

She still had some use. Otherwise, Gu Rui wouldn’t have taken her all this way.

With the help of the spells, Ning Shu no longer felt yin energy penetrating into her internal organs.

The surroundings were completely silent. There wasn’t even the sound of birds, so she knew how dangerous the group’s location was.

Ning Shu sat cross-legged and cultivated. Her spiritual energy could strengthen her body and resist the invasion of yin energy.

Ning Shu cultivated until the morning and then left the tent.

Several people in the team had headaches and their faces were pale, which was caused by yin energy entering their bodies.

The weaker the person, the less able they were to resist. The people with martial arts and more spiritual energy were stronger and could better resist evil things.

“Taoist Cheng, what should I do now?” Gu Rui couldn’t help frowning and asked Cheng Mingzi. Something like this was happening before they had even entered the tomb.

Cheng Mingzi took out a porcelain-white bottle. He poured out a few pills and said to Gu Rui, “Have them take these with water. Yin energy has entered their bodies.”

Ning Shu stared at the pills Cheng Mingzi took out and her nose twitched. She wanted to know what the medicine was.

“Do you need one?” Cheng Mingzi stroked his beard and looked at Ning Shu. “You are a woman. Since a woman’s body is yin natured, it is easier for yin energy to enter the body.”

Before Ning Shu spoke, Gu Rui said, “Taoist Cheng, please give her one.”

Ning Shu took the pill and smelled it. It seemed to be made from yang-natured herbal medicine.

“This small group of people is simply not enough to drain the swamp. Should I go and grab some more people?” Mo Juechen said impatiently.

When Mo Juechen frowned, the darkening between his brows became even more evident. Even Ning Shu, a novice at reading faces, could see it.

It really was possible that Mo Juechen would die here.

Ning Shu glanced at Gu Rui. His face was the same as usual. There was no darkening of his yintang acupoint.

Was he really protected by dragon energy?

“Taoist Cheng, do you think we can find more people to help?” Gu Rui asked Cheng Mingzi for advice.

Cheng Mingzi shook his head, “It’s useless for ordinary people to come here. The yin energy will enter their bodies and after a few hours at most, they will become feverish, ill, and some may even go crazy.”

“Then what should we do? I can’t keep wasting time like this, right?” Mo Juechen said.

Ning Shu said, “Can’t you just go help with the work? What’s the use of just watching?”

“Damn fatty, you speak so righteously, but when did you roll up your sleeves to work?” Mo Juechen stared at Ning Shu with narrow eyes.

Ning Shu spread her hands indifferently. “I’m just here to hang out and play. I don’t care about entering the tomb. I’m not like you, who needs some kind of sunflower manual.”

Translator: Lili

MTL Editor: Wheat

TLC: Kaho