Buzz!
Xu Mu and Wu Tian suddenly switched positions. Wu Tian found himself under Li Poshan’s control, while Xu Mu had already flashed outside.
Seeing this, Li Poshan’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Impossible! This is a Heaven-grade technique! It controls both the spirit and the body! How could a mere Transcendent break free?”
“Have you considered that both my spirit and body are exceptionally strong?”
Xu Mu unleashed his Burning Heaven Sword Qi once more. Wu Tian was in no condition to dodge it.
The instant a strand of sword qi touched his body, it carved a wound so deep that bone could be seen.
“Argh!”
Wu Tian was sent flying backward, blood spraying from his mouth.
[Fate Power -100]
[Warning! The enemy’s Fate Power has returned to normal levels.]
Upon seeing this, Xu Mu immediately charged toward Wu Tian. At last, he had reduced Wu Tian’s Fate Power to the level of an ordinary person.
“Wu Tian! There’s no way out now! If this continues, we’ll both die. I still have a chance to survive. I’ll avenge you.”
Li Poshan suddenly erupted with golden light and shot toward Wu Tian’s head.
Wu Tian’s eyes were filled with resentment as he roared, “Li Poshan! You’re trying to take over my body? Didn’t you swear you wouldn’t?”
“I swore that because you promised to find me a suitable vessel. Now that you’re about to die, how are you going to help me find one?”
Li Poshan’s voice rang out. “Your spiritual power is very strong under normal circumstances, so I can’t possess you. But now, your spiritual power must be completely depleted. I’m sorry, my disciple, but I don’t want to die!”
“Fuck!”
Buzz!
Just as Wu Tian let out a desperate cry, he suddenly switched positions with Xu Mu.
And at that moment, Xu Mu was within the range of Li Poshan’s possession technique.
Whoosh!
A black shadow flew out of Xu Mu’s body and landed beside Wu Tian, while Xu Mu instantly teleported there.
Wu Tian’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Xu Mu, you…”
Whoosh!
Xu Mu’s sword pierced straight through Wu Tian’s heart. “Buddy, don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not trying to save you. I just want you to die by my hand.”
Xu Mu had expended so much Fate Power during this operation. How could he let Li Poshan claim the kill?
From beginning to end, Wu Tian’s Favorability toward him had remained negative. On top of that, Wu Tian had a whole harem.
Shi Fumeng, Xianling Nan, and Zilan Yin, for example.
As members of Wu Tian’s harem, none of these women were easy to deal with.
Moreover, Wu Tian was Brother Evil God. It was highly likely that he was the sort of person who would rather betray the entire world than allow the world to betray him.
Someone that selfish had no reason to be spared.
Wu Tian’s mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out. Only unwillingness remained in his eyes.
Xu Mu closed his eyes. He could no longer sense Wu Tian’s presence, proving that he was truly dead.
In the distance, Li Poshan’s body also slowly dissipated after losing his vessel.
Xu Mu exhaled heavily and sat down right where he was. He had finally dealt with another protagonist.
As long as they did not provoke him, he was actually quite happy to become friends with the protagonists.
Chen Xuan was a good example.
To Xu Mu, having another protagonist as a friend could instead become a major source of support.
Unfortunately, they insisted on provoking him.
At present, the Dragon King, Ye Chen, was nowhere to be found, but he would definitely return.
And then there was Hat Bro, that old schemer. If Xu Mu had not fought cautiously, saving up his Fate Power instead of using it recklessly, the sneak attack from the shadows would have severely wounded him.
He would have been placed in an extremely disadvantageous position.
Still, this experience had taught Xu Mu something: no matter how much Fate Power he possessed, he could not instinctively avoid danger the way protagonists could.
If Xiao Gui’s attack had been a little more accurate—if it had pierced his heart or simply chopped off his head—it would all have been over.
From now on, he had to be more careful and make sure nothing like this happened again.
He opened his status panel and checked his information.
Name: Xu Mu
Character: Villain Physique, Chairman of the Xu Group
Realm: Mid-stage Transcendent
Physique: 3760
Spirit: 3760
Cultivation Value: 980 (Maximum: 3200)
Fate Power: 5492
Xu Mu nodded inwardly. Not bad. He had originally possessed more than 3,700 Fate Power, and after expending some of it, he had gained Wu Tian’s Fate Power and reached more than 5,000.
He remembered that Wu Tian’s Fate Level had previously been twenty-seven. After Xu Mu’s repeated attacks, only this much remained.
Xu Mu rose from the desert and examined the gu worms inside his body. He discovered that the queen was still inside its cocoon.
He could only use the lesser gu worms to devour Wu Tian’s corpse completely.
In the desert, all that remained was a spatial ring.
Xu Mu picked it up and infused it with qi to inspect it. He discovered that the ring had an enormous amount of space—large enough to hold his Escalade by itself.
There were quite a few items inside. He first placed the ring in his storage space and planned to examine it carefully after everything was over.
Xu Mu took a deep breath and began making his way back. Along the way, he encountered Fu Jinyu and Nalan Shisan, who had come looking for him.
“Xu Mu! Are you all right?”
Fu Jinyu immediately flew over and grabbed Xu Mu by the shoulders.
“I’m fine. Just a little dead.”
Xu Mu grinned. “What’s the situation over there?”
“I’m not sure either, but it seems that Redemption drove all four races away.”
Fu Jinyu explained, “I don’t know what method they used, but they directly broke through the formation here.”
“Let’s go over and take a look.”
Xu Mu nodded slightly.
“Your body really is all right? You were ambushed just now. I saw you get run through.”
Nalan Shisan also asked from the side.
“I’m fine. You know how tough my body is. I already took a healing pill.”
Xu Mu waved his hand dismissively.
When they returned to the buildings, Xu Mu saw two members of the Great Desolate Race, as well as An Ce of the Heavenly Demon Race.
An Linghui was standing there too.
“Where’s Mu Changfeng?”
Xu Mu swept his senses across the surroundings and asked.
“He ran away. When he saw Redemption, he told me to escape with him, but I hid in the building farthest away and didn’t leave.”
An Linghui walked over with an apologetic expression. “I’m sorry. I didn’t help at all.”
“No one could have expected things to develop like this. You don’t need to blame yourself, Auntie.”
Xu Mu spoke softly.
He then examined the flames above one of the buildings.
It was a mass of black fire burning in midair, scorching a huge hole through the formation space surrounding the area.
“Did Redemption go inside?”
Xu Mu asked.
“That’s right. They went in.”
Fan Yingjie was sitting in the desert. “They were the main force this time, so naturally, they’ll take the treasures. Still, we should be able to get a decent share of the leftovers.”
Sheng Qiu had been standing beside Fan Yingjie the entire time. Her eyes occasionally drifted toward Xu Mu.
She seemed to want to say something, but because of her personality, she ultimately kept silent.
Whoosh!
A gigantic black fireball emerged from the hole in the distance.
The people from Redemption appeared here once more.
Among them, Zhang Que was carrying a large suitcase in one hand.
“Hahaha! Shouxin, you’ve already had the meat. Isn’t it time for us to drink the soup?”
Fan Yingjie asked with a laugh.
“Mr. Fan, there’s something I need to tell you.”
Xu Shou spoke calmly.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
