This World Is Power Supreme

Xu Mu said quietly, "I didn’t expect to find motorcycles here."

If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have left the helicopter outside. He could have just stored it in his dimensional space and brought it here, saving both time and effort.

"Although the Inner Realm and the Outer Realm don’t get along, I have to admit, a lot of things from your side are still useful."

Xianling Nan explained beside him. "The most common examples are vehicles and lights. Without the solar-powered lamps from your world, most people here would still be using pine torches."

Xu Mu nodded to himself. He had learned about pine torches before—they were practically the standard for the poor in ancient times.

Pine and cypress trees had plenty of resin, which made them easy to ignite and long-burning. They were perfect for lighting.

And they cost almost nothing.

While they were chatting, the few motorcycles across from them all turned around and eventually stopped in front of Xu Mu and the others.

The leading woman parked her bike and took off her cat-ear helmet, revealing a fair-skinned face.

She tossed her long hair, and her golden eyes shimmered faintly under the sunlight.

"Who are you people? Why are you all wearing black robes, afraid to show your faces?"

The woman rested one foot on the ground, sizing up the group before her.

Xu Mu knew that this time, he had two living people and two dead people by his side.

Everyone was in black robes with their faces covered—it did feel a bit deliberate.

Through his God’s Eye, he checked the woman’s identity.

Name: Wu Cancan

Character: Daughter of the Wu Clan Commander of the White Stone Tribe

Favorability: 0

Destiny Level: 3 (Max Level 10)

"Miss, we’re just visiting relatives in the city."

Xu Mu activated his illusion array, turning his own eyes golden, then took off his hood.

Wu Cancan glanced at Xu Mu, then spoke to the others. "You all, show your faces too."

But the rest of them didn’t move.

"Did the Fourth Miss not make herself clear? Take off those black robes, or we’ll cripple you!"

A middle-aged man parked his motorcycle and started walking toward Xu Mu’s group.

Xianling Nan raised her hand, and a white sword blade streaked through the air like lightning, instantly piercing the middle-aged man’s chest. Blood gushed out.

His eyes widened in disbelief, but before he could say a word, he collapsed to the ground.

"Talking to me like that—you were asking for death."

Xianling Nan’s voice was low. "If you don’t want to die, get lost! We’re just going into the city for something to eat. Piss me off, and I’ll wipe out all of you!"

Wu Cancan’s face darkened. "Who exactly are you? On Wu Clan territory, you killed one of our men."

"It seems you didn’t understand what I said," Xianling Nan said, raising her hand again. Three white sword blades appeared above Wu Cancan’s head.

Seeing this, another middle-aged man nearby rushed up and grabbed Wu Cancan. "Fourth Miss, let’s go. This person’s strength is above the Mortal-Transcending level."

Wu Cancan clenched her fists, but she turned around and left anyway.

"In this world, strength is everything. There was no need for useless words."

Xianling Nan glanced at Xu Mu. "Let’s go."

Xu Mu didn’t say much either. He used the Ash Sacred Worm to devour the corpse, then climbed onto the motorcycle. "You coming up?"

"Do you know how to ride this thing?"

Xianling Nan immediately sat on the back seat. She had been a saint before, the face of her entire race. She would never have been allowed to learn something flashy like this—it would have easily branded her as indecent.

But now, she didn’t care at all. This rebellion against the Lao Jie Clan, whether it succeeded or failed, would strip her of her title as saint regardless.

"I want to give it a try too."

Li Chenshuang had ridden in cars and driven them, but she had never experienced a motorcycle.

With that, she sat behind Xianling Nan.

Xu Mu planted both feet on the ground and looked back. "Sister Nan, switch places with Sister Shuang."

"Why?"

Xianling Nan wrapped her arms around Xu Mu’s waist from behind and pressed herself against him. "No way!"

"It’s not that—it’s just that she’s heavier, and if she sits at the back, I’m afraid the bike will tip over."

Xu Mu explained with a serious expression.

"Bullshit! Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking? If you’d come up with a half-decent excuse, maybe I’d have agreed. But calling me fat? Now I’m definitely staying in the back."

Li Chenshuang pouted slightly.

Xu Mu gave an awkward laugh. He could only start the motorcycle and ride off toward the distant city.

Behind them, the two corpses released their power and followed closely.

Finally, they arrived near the city gate, where they could see people coming and going.

Most of them were of the White Stone Tribe, but there were also some from other races.

Xu Mu and the others all got off the bike. He casually pulled a ring from his dimensional space, stored the motorcycle inside—the fuel gauge was still full, so it’d come in handy later—and walked to the city gate.

The guards stopped them.

Looking at the scene, Xu Mu felt like he had somehow traveled to ancient times again.

"Stop! Show your faces."

A middle-aged man in silver armor blocked Xu Mu’s group.

Through his illusion array, Xu Mu altered his appearance and revealed his face. "Brother, don’t you remember? We drank together last time."

As he spoke, he took out a spirit stone from his clothes and slipped it into the man’s hand.

"Oh! So it’s you, brother? I almost forgot. Go on in."

The man weighed the stone in his hand and smiled at Xu Mu.

Xu Mu glanced back at the others and smoothly entered the city.

"We really didn’t have to do that," Xianling Nan said at his side.

"It’s better not to alert the enemy. If they start preparing in advance, we might fall into a trap."

Xu Mu didn’t put his hood back on, choosing to walk through the city streets in this disguised form.

The streets were lined with shops built from stone, though there were plenty of stalls outside.

Xu Mu immediately spotted a stall selling all kinds of solar-powered lamps—things like that were really practical.

He extended his perception, scanning the surroundings. Suddenly, he sensed a lively area. Eyes wide with surprise, he looked inside.

"There’s a brothel here too?"

Xu Mu turned to Xianling Nan.

"Yes, that’s nothing unusual. They’re usually captives from other races or the families of traitors."

Xianling Nan said flatly. "They earn spirit stones, and while there’s a high tax on their income, they can still make a decent amount themselves."

Xu Mu nodded slightly, acknowledging the fact.

Not just in the Inner Realm—some regions and countries in the Outer Realm also allowed this kind of establishment.

"What? Little brother want to go check it out?" Li Chenshuang asked with a smile.

"Just curious. At most, I’ll watch the spectacle. I’m not interested in the women there."

Xu Mu smiled and spread his hands. "Let’s hurry up. Business comes first."

Xianling Nan nodded and led Xu Mu deeper into the city, eventually stopping in front of a towering pagoda.

"Can you sense any strong presences inside?" Xianling Nan asked Xu Mu. "Your perception is sharper than mine."

"The strongest is just at the Grandmaster Peak level."

The moment Xu Mu finished speaking, Xianling Nan stormed in without hesitation.