Chapter 10: The Taoist Priest of Maoshan (Part 2)

Qingfeng cast a curious glance at Wu Can, feeling that this child was extraordinary, yet unable to discern anything specific. After a brief contemplation, he said: "With my abilities, I might be able to sever the connection between the formation and your mother, but at most, I can ensure your mother remains safe for seven days. After these seven days, if there is no spiritual medicine or assistance from a high-level practitioner, I fear that..."

After the conversation, Qingfeng felt dizzy. Finally, an idea struck him, and he patted his chest, saying: "Don't worry, young man, I will definitely do my best to ask your mother. By the way, when I play other games in the future, you must help me a lot!" Qingfeng began to win over Wu Can.

Wu Can's aunt, Chen Pan, remarked from the side: "Hmph, I see this is just another con artist! My sister usually only goes between the company and home, where could such a malicious formation come from?"

"Hehe, my son's hacking skills are quite impressive!" Wu Deneng said with a smile, boasting to his dazed bodyguard. The bodyguard did not understand and simply followed his boss with a silly grin.

On the way back to the hospital, Qingfeng humbly sought advice from Wu Can regarding the intrusion methods used earlier. However, despite being a talented Taoist from Maoshan, he could not comprehend even the slightest principle of server data packets. Those esoteric theories of intrusion seemed even more difficult than ancient texts.

The refreshing breeze laughed heartily and said, "Haha, to hell with his ancestors, m.hetushu.com finally killed him this time! Young man, could you help me kill him once more, would that be possible?"

Wu Can interjected, "Alright, I will help you take revenge. Moreover, after I help you with your revenge, what if you do not go to save my mother, or do not put in your utmost effort?"

"Is this really necessary? It's just a private server," Wu De said, feeling somewhat awkward.

Understood, you hurry and cast the spell! You need not worry about anything else! What Wu Can desires is this seven-day buffer, and the Nightmare Immortal also believes that seven days is sufficient.

I understand! Wu Can nodded and then said to Wu Deneng, "Father, what do you mean?"

Qingfeng gritted his teeth in resentment, yet had to admit that Wu Can was clever; he indeed thought this way just now

Qingfeng smiled gently, unusually refraining from rebuttal or anger

Wu Can felt a secret sweat breaking out, thinking to himself, is this person really a Maoshan Taoist? They are even more obsessed with games than a child! As for invading other games, private servers are indeed simple, but the servers of those large companies cannot be breached in just a few days. However, he was currently eager to win over Daoist Qingfeng to do his utmost to save his mother, so he could only pretend to be relaxed and nod in agreement.

Wu Can's fingers danced swiftly as he accessed his online space, carrying hacking tools. He said nonchalantly, "Of course I'm helping you take revenge! This private server has only one server and just a hundred players. I really don't understand why you're taking it so seriously! Well, even if I tell you, you wouldn't understand. First, I'll find its IP address, then I'll hack into the server's database, and finally, I'll boost the attack and defense of your Taoist character. You'll use this account to eliminate that enemy and expose his equipment!"

The little sorcerer left behind a string of curses after death, and one could even discern his unusual anger at the computer from the insults.

Sigh, let's do it your way! Wu Deneng's mind was a bit chaotic; he felt that his son was surprisingly clever and experienced in handling matters. How had he not noticed this before?

Wu Deneng was overjoyed upon hearing this. Just as he was about to express his gratitude, his son Wu Can asked, "Does this mean there is a 50% chance of survival and a 50% chance of not surviving? Hmph, this is no different from saying nothing at all"

"Do not ask me how confident I am; I will do my best! Now, I need to discuss my terms. Regardless of the outcome, I require an upfront payment of 100,000. If I successfully cure the patient, an additional 100,000 will be due. Furthermore, all precious materials used during the process must be covered by you." After stating this, Qingfeng pointed to the deceased legendary figure and continued, "Also, help me take revenge; kill the mage who tried to kill me. Otherwise, we can discuss nothing!"

Hahaha! This is so exhilarating! Let's go, I will take on this task! Qingfeng was so overjoyed that he didn't know what to do, hastily putting on his professional attire—a light yellow robe, slinging a tool bag over his shoulder, which contained essential materials such as vermilion and yellow paper, and a peach wood sword was also strapped to his waist

Wu Deneng pondered; the statement was ambiguous and indeed carried that meaning. He inquired with a look of confusion at Daoist Qingfeng.

The gentle breeze entered the intensive care unit, and upon seeing Wu Can's mother's complexion, it shook its head repeatedly, losing the confidence it had just moments ago, and sighed: "The patient's body is extremely weak, and the soul energy within has been excessively drained by a malicious formation. Now, it is only one step away from crossing into the gates of the underworld! Given the current situation, unless there is a miraculous elixir that can bring the dead back to life, there is no way to help, even with Dao techniques"

Wu Can understood that Qingfeng was speaking the truth. He glanced at his skeptical aunt and felt that he could not explain these profound matters to her at the moment. He then focused on Qingfeng and asked, "Do you have a way to slow down my mother's deterioration? What I mean is, even if you cannot save her, as long as you can help her maintain her current condition without further decline, we can seek assistance from experts in the cultivation world. Perhaps we might find a spiritual herb!"

The gentle breeze lazily sat in the chair and sighed, saying: "As for the books, haha, I, Qingfeng, have always been serious in my work. Whether to do it or not is up to you, and whether to go or not is up to me"

Qingfeng was immediately enraged upon hearing this, pointing a finger at the sky and promptly swearing a venomous oath to the Three Pure Ones. After making the vow, he realized that Wu Can did not even glance at him, as he busied himself tinkering with something at the computer.

"Fifty percent!" Qingfeng replied

Qingfeng did not understand where Wu Can's confidence came from. After accepting the check issued by Wu Deneng, he began to work. With a cinnabar brush, he drew a circle of mysterious symbols in front of the sickbed, and the chill in the room suddenly dissipated. Suddenly, Qingfeng's body trembled, and he spat out two mouthfuls of fresh blood, exclaiming: "This is bad! Someone is still monitoring the heart of the formation; I have been discovered by the other party! Those unrelated, quickly leave; I fear they will send someone to kill me!"

The gentle breeze exclaimed, "Can you really do it? Little ghost, can the method you mentioned increase my defense and attack power? Can you adjust my level? Please raise it to level 900! Also, are you able to duplicate equipment?"

Subsequently, I made extensive modifications on the other party's server, conveniently granting myself administrative privileges, and also located Qingfeng's account and password to log in directly

Wu Can entered the game and searched for the coordinates of "I Love a Branch of Firewood," directly executing the MOVE command. A talisman was cast, resulting in an instant kill! A pile of equipment dropped on the ground, likely due to the opponent having killed too many, significantly increasing the drop rate.

"Fool and * picture * book! This private server has a maximum level of only 255, and you want level 900? Dream on! Moreover, adjusting levels can be easily detected by others' hacks; it's better to remain at the original level. Set your attack power to the limit of level 255, and you can one-shot the BOSS to level up! At this level, why even bother with equipment? A Silver Serpent Sword alone can make you invincible!" Wu Can scolded Qingfeng while skillfully operating the keyboard. In just three to five minutes, he cracked the weak password of the opponent's server and successfully infiltrated.

Qingfeng asked with concern: "What are you doing?"

Qingfeng further stated: "To clarify in advance, the cost is 1 million RMB, valid for one week. Well, I advise you not to spend any more money. The elixirs and the high-level practitioners are mostly found in Kunlun and the Yinfu Sect. They have long disregarded worldly matters and, lacking strong connections, are fundamentally unwilling to expend great effort to save an ordinary person. In other words, you have no chance of obtaining the elixir, and the experts capable of saving your mother regard worldly wealth as mere refuse... Do you understand?"

"No problem!" Wu Can said, using the search command to find that I Love a Branch of Fire was online and in a safe zone. He skillfully entered a summoning command, directly pulling the poor little mage to the place where he had just died. That guy was exceptionally panicked, trying to use a return scroll, but before he could succeed, he was instantly killed by a small fire talisman.