Chapter 835: [(645)] Calling upon an Evil God at every turn (Pleading for monthly votes at month’s end) Chapter 835: [(645)] Calling upon an Evil God at every turn (Pleading for monthly votes at month’s end) [Vitality: 39800-71900]
[Physical Strength: 38090-71900]
[Psychic Power: 59000-70500]
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Dormitory 317.
Pei Jinye closed his eyes to cultivate his spirit as he “looked” at his own attribute panel.
Summoning three Evil Gods directly cost him over thirty thousand points, essentially acting like a Gold Devour Beast.
Although the price was somewhat steep,
the effect was still acceptable.
He specifically made a trip back to Wanda Country and packed another batch of supplies.
It’s a pity that once he left, this world would freeze again, unable to continuously provide him with supplies.
It’s a pity indeed.
But under the current circumstances, this was already his greatest advantage.
The second generation Spirit Fruits cultivated in Wanda Country were about to be delivered to the Jiang family for secret cultivation.
Considering the ecological differences between the two worlds, Pei Jinye’s calculations estimated that the fruits’ maturity would be delayed by at least a month.
Some Spirit Fruits that were inherently difficult to cultivate might take even longer.
However…
Pei Jinye could afford to wait.
“Buzz buzz.”
At that moment,
his communicator vibrated.
….
The night air was stirred by a sudden gust of wind.
“Crack!”
After being hit by a punch, a crisp sound of breaking bones came from Feng Jiao’s right arm.
She grunted on the spot.
Her figure was slammed against a tree like a cannonball, forcefully.
A tall tree over three meters snapped in half.
Amidst the churning Blood Energy,
Feng Jiao felt as if her internal organs were about to be vomited out through her throat.
She looked on in shock and anger.
The mysterious figure who rushed toward her continued with a more fierce offensive without a break.
Feng Jiao’s breath hitched, and she quickly moved, grabbing a Spirit Talisman with her left hand and hurled it out.
“Swift!”
The Spirit Talisman ignited.
Feng Jiao’s figure, as if aided by a God, swiftly sliced across the sky, and the piercing sound of the wind was like a screech.
With a Butterfly Blade in her left hand,
the ferocious blade whipped up waves of wind, glittering coldly on its path.
“Clang!”
The blade struck the opponent’s arm, producing a clear sound.
“Technique combined with Sword Technique, it’s a nice idea, but unfortunately… you’re still too green,” the hoarse voice of the Black Robed person emerged.
“Snap!”
Feng Jiao’s swung blade was blocked.
The Black Robed person switched from a fist to a grab in an instant.
He viciously clutched onto Feng Jiao’s elbow.
Feng Jiao’s arm trembled, and she was abruptly yanked uncontrollably, like a fragile doll caught in the wind.
“Booming!”
Feng Jiao was dragged and crashed into a front thatched cottage as she was pulled along.
This time,
she was in bad shape.
“Whoosh whoosh.”
The sound of something tearing through the air came from above.
“Naive.”
The Black Robed person’s voice was cool and mocking as it followed her, and almost instantly, two darts were shattered in mid-air.
But those darts were just a feint.
The sword that followed immediately slashed down.
A bright light flashed instantaneously.
The Black Robed person felt a pain in his eyes.
He snorted coldly.
His claws nearly became a blur of illusions, and the invisible, sharp Gang Wind, strong as King Kong, suddenly caught the Longsword in mid-air.
With a fierce shout, he attempted to crush the sword of the newcomer.
But to the Black Robed person’s surprise, the sword did not break.
“Hiss!”
“Bang!”
The two figures separated upon contact.
“Young Chui.”
Feng Jiao saw the newcomer, enduring the intense pain throughout her body.
Jiang Xinrun stood with his sword in front of her, not turning back as he said, “I have already contacted the Family Head, you go first.”
Feng Jiao said in a low voice, “He’s a Warrior from the Middle Three Realm… take care.”
Just as she was about to retreat,
“Do you think you can escape?”
The Black Robed person had already swooped down, spreading his Vitality Powder around him, like a fierce beast from the Primitive Era charging over.
His murderous intent was blazing.
His aura was astonishingly beastly.
Jiang Xinrun stood expressionless, charging forward with his sword.
Before Pei Jinye left, he had specifically taught him swordsmanship.
Since then, he had been practicing day and night, tirelessly cultivating, and his swordsmanship had improved rapidly.
Hiss!
The Longsword burst with cold intent, slashing down at an unexpectedly strange angle right in front of the Black Robed person.
The sound of fabric tearing rang out.
Just as Jiang Xinrun’s sword was about to stab through, in the moonlight, the Black Robed person revealed a sneering smile.
A bright golden light suddenly emerged from his body.
At that moment of eruption, the terrifying physical strength that burst out from inside him instantly raised a heatwave in the space around him.
“Bang!”
Jiang Xinrun was sent flying backward, the hand holding the sword, along with the ribs on the right side, both emitting sounds of breaking.
“Extraordinary… Fifth Rank!”
Jiang Xinrun gasped, using his sword to rise.
“That’s somewhat knowledgeable,” the Black Robed person said with a light smile.
In just a few breaths of time, his cunning and ruthlessness were fully displayed.
“I come from the Jiang family,” Jiang Xinrun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the pain throughout his body, and stared coldly at the Black Robed person, “The Jiang family abides by one principle–”
“Though distant, shall be pursued unto death!”
He didn’t care whether he was a match for his opponent or not.
In any case–
Even in death, I refuse to be pathetic and slaughtered!
Right hand already broken.
Jiang Xinrun switched to using his left hand to wield the sword.
Catch them off guard, strike first!
He rushed forward ahead of the others.
“Bang bang bang bang!!”
Rocks flew and the sounds of countless trees being pierced filled the air.
In the darkness of night.
Jiang Xinrun’s arm was seized by a hand and he was swung into mid-air.
The next second.
The black-robed person leaped.
Arms bent in midair, he smashed viciously down toward Jiang Xinrun’s midsection.
“Bang!”
Jiang Xinrun hit the ground like a bullet, rocks flying everywhere.
A massive cloud of dust billowed up.
“Young Chui!!!”
Feng Jiao was stunned by the scene, the cloud of dust lashing against her, causing wave after wave of pain.
The vitality within her body was completely out of control, churning wildly.
She was extremely terrified.
Who exactly was it?
Since when had the Jiang family provoked such a monstrous figure?
Extraordinary Fifth Rank… and even a warrior from the Middle Three Realm!
In other words, even if they themselves were also at the Extraordinary Fifth Rank, they would be directly suppressed by the opponent.
Such was the tyranny of a Middle Three Realm warrior!
“Feel helpless? If you’re so weak, then don’t try to play conqueror… In my eyes, the Jiang family is nothing but trash.”
The black-robed person sneered softly.
Feng Jiao wanted to flee but was kicked back by a turn-around kick, landing next to Jiang Xinrun.
“Angry, heh, what use is that?”
The black-robed person lifted his foot, stomping Jiang Xinrun’s lifted head back into the mud.
Excruciating pain shot through him.
Jiang Xinrun managed not to let out a pathetic scream, his blood-soaked teeth clenched tight, he still wanted to resist.
His left hand turned to a claw.
Fiercely reaching for the black-robed person’s throat.
But the black-robed person laughed with a sneer.
A golden light emerged.
Directly shattering Jiang Xinrun’s left hand.
A kick came down.
“Crack!”
The agony of exploding bones surged through him, and this time, Jiang Xinrun completely lost his ability to fight.
“This!!!”
Feng Jiao’s eyes bulged with shock.
Her strength was not above Jiang Xinrun’s, and now both she and Jiang Xinrun had lost their ability to fight…
“Who… who are you?” Feng Jiao asked with a shaky voice.
“Who am I?” The black-robed person’s gaze slowly moved to Feng Jiao’s face, his cold demeanor like he was looking at ants on the ground, “You don’t have the right to know who I am just yet.”
“The Jiang family… will not let you off,” Feng Jiao said resentfully.
Attacked for no apparent reason.
And to suffer such humiliation.
If it weren’t for the vast disparity in strength, she would have liked nothing more than to tear the assailant to pieces!
“The Jiang family?” The black-robed person looked amused and slowly said, “After I kill you, I will personally pay a visit to that old fogey of the Jiang family… Tired of living, a mere Third Rank yet truly believing himself to be–”
Just then.
Rip!
Space exploded with a terrifying force that ripped open the air in front of it, the invisible glyphs enveloping this area… Sealing!
Under the cover of night.
An arm as solid as forged steel extended out surreally from the darkness.
In a moment of piercing sound, followed by dead silence.
Time seemed to completely freeze at that moment.
That suddenly appearing hand pressed against the face of the black-robed person.
Pei Jinye’s voice gently rose next to his ear.
“You, want to die, don’t you?”
Boom!
The next second, the earth exploded.
In Feng Jiao’s shocked expression, the previously mighty black-robed figure was now like a ragdoll, unable to struggle, forcibly carried by an immense force…
The force accelerated in a flash!
He was dragged out of the entire forest.
Leaving behind only the scattered dust dancing in the air.
Feng Jiao’s stunned gaze settled; that piece of forest fell completely silent…
She felt a tightness in her heart.
…
“Fa… Family Head…”
The forest was silent for half a minute when suddenly a noise startled Feng Jiao, but upon recognizing the identity of the newcomer, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Pei Jinye appeared as Jiang Qingcang.
He strode up, his expression cold.
The body of the black-robed person he held was casually tossed on the ground.
He came to Jiang Xinrun’s side.
Jiang Xinrun was already completely unconscious.
“Family Head, it’s my fault, I couldn’t give a timely warning…” Feng Jiao nervously said.
“I already know what happened.” Pei Jinye took out a small vial from his chest, grabbed Jiang Xinrun’s chin with one hand, and fed him some golden liquid.
It was miraculous medicine retrieved from the Judgement Place, unrivaled for treating internal injuries.
He then looked up and said, “Come here.”
Feng Jiao swallowed hard, not daring to disobey, and humbly stepped forward.
Pei Jinye noticed that she too had sustained internal injuries, so he also gave her a drop of the golden liquid.
Feeling the rejuvenating power surge through her body, Feng Jiao showed a surprised look on her face, “Family Head…”
Pei Jinye motioned for her to stay quiet, “Listen to what I have to say next.”
Feng Jiao’s face tensed up, quickly suppressing her surprise and awe.
“The opponent is from Dawn City, related to the Dawn Heavy Industry project, no need to pay it mind, continue to push forward, also contact the Herbalist Xu Family from Central Continent as well as the God Weeping Group, explain the situation… I forcefully left seclusion, can’t stay out for long, I have informed Zhong Xuan, if there’s anything you’re not sure about, go ask… Pei Jinye.”
“Pei Jinye?” Feng Jiao was stunned.
“Yes, but keep this to yourselves, only the three of you should know.”
“Yes, Family Head.”
Pei Jinye had considered deeply before deciding to reveal his own identity… the relationship with the Jiang family had been established.
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Feng Jiao, Jiang Xinrun, and Zhong Xuan were his confidants.
Presenting himself also helped to secretly resolve any crises left by the identity of Jiang Qingcang.
“Dawn City…”
Feng Jiao kneeled on one knee, respectfully watching Pei Jinye depart.
She had no idea that just tonight… a group of people in Dawn City had died.