Chapter 1041: [(747)] Top Combat Power Coming Out (Happy National Day, Requesting Monthly Tickets) Chapter 1041: [(747)] Top Combat Power Coming Out (Happy National Day, Requesting Monthly Tickets) Several days had passed in a blink.
Werewolf corpses were everywhere.
“After infusing the Power of the Star, its power greatly increased.”
Pei Jinye waved his hand.
A flying sword that had pierced a werewolf’s head in the distance seemed to sense something and swiftly flew towards him, easily landing in his hand.
“Roar–”
A low roar sounded.
A burly werewolf wearing armor roared at Pei Jinye and then rushed over with a greatsword.
The sound of breaking air rose, its explosive power at least comparable to that of a Second-level Martial Artist!
However, it was met head-on and had its head chopped off by Pei Jinye’s sword.
The ground was covered in red and white.
[Vitality +498]
“It seems the gained Vitality is decreasing… Is it because I have become too strong?”
Pei Jinye pondered.
He didn’t feel any regret.
From what he had seen, this world’s “monsters” seemed endless.
“The werewolves’ main base is not in Southeast Asia…”
“Well, since the Spiritual Objects are all used up, it might be worth a trip.”
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Non-Serengeti prairie.
“Are you here alone, brother? Want to join forces and make some money? I’ll give you ten percent.”
The muscular man with green eyes and blond hair looked at Pei Jinye and cordially invited him.
But Pei Jinye refused.
The man was obviously stunned, wanting to say something more, but seeing Pei Jinye leave without turning his head, he suddenly gaped.
His companions behind him watched him fail and whistled, teasing him.
“Bu Lake, you weren’t thinking of just pulling in someone from outside, were you? We are going up against a tribe led by a Second-level Werewolf.”
Bu Lake shrugged with a bit of regret, “Aren’t these loners always the lucky ones in movies?”
“Lucky ones? Ha, you’ve watched too many popcorn movies,” a burly man with a beard said disagreeably.
“Alright you guys, can we stop with the nonsense? It’s almost dark, we need to make this quick… Lately, these werewolves have been more restless than before…”
“Maybe it’s because they also know that a Grandmaster who has transcended the First level has appeared in Tanwood Country.”
“A Grandmaster… can we achieve that in our lifetimes?”
The group gradually disappeared into the woods amidst their jokes.
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…
“Boom boom boom!”
An urgent rumbling sound echoed across the entire prairie.
Pei Jinye had deliberately changed his appearance to avoid drawing attention.
He didn’t use the conspicuous Thunder Method here; instead, he used the Power of the Star as his method, using the werewolves as whetstones to continuously enhance his combat power.
Along the way, his Vitality Value had increased by over twenty thousand.
It was quite a fruitful harvest.
However, to Pei Jinye’s surprise, the nearby werewolves seemed to have decreased in number.
“Did something happen that I’m unaware of?”
He waved his hand.
Birds nearby landed around him.
Soon, these birds dispersed again.
Pei Jinye suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of a distant roar. Using the Transcendent ‘Beast Resonance’ ability, he still couldn’t discern what it meant.
“Should I use the Universal Extraordinary Gene to upgrade ‘Beast Resonance’?”
But Pei Jinye quickly dismissed the idea.
The Universal Extraordinary Gene was too precious to be wasted on that.
Soon.
The birds returned.
Bringing back important information.
A significant catastrophe had befallen the werewolves here, and now their numbers had sharply declined.
Pei Jinye slapped his thigh.
How could their numbers decrease!
[Wait, could it be my doing?]
The birds spoke again: “Those three powerful wolves had been fighting for days. The Old Wolf King was unwilling to pass the leadership, but those three powerful wolves killed him… None of them took the initiative, as they didn’t want to be wounded by the Old Wolf King, thus benefiting the other two.”
Pei Jinye listened to a saga of dynastic rise and fall filled with political intrigue.
It was truly thrilling.
“A bunch of beasts… Nah, that sounds a bit insulting.”
He turned his head and plunged back into the canyon.
…
Meanwhile.
At the home of a high-ranking official in Kou Country.
After the transatlantic call connected, the person on the other end immediately stood up.
Soon after, the official rushed frantically to the Prime Minister’s Mansion.
“The reply has come! The reply has come! He is indeed in the Empire!”
Upon receiving this news, the entire upper echelon of Kou Country felt the urge to shout to the world, which revived their arrogance.
“We finally don’t have to hide our skills anymore!”
“Did the Technique God say when he’ll be back? I can’t wait to see him slap Pitan to death!”
“Come on, tell us, when is the grandmaster returning!”
It was only then that the elder sitting on the high seat slowly started to speak, “He personally replied that he will return after retrieving an item, at most in two days, but it could be half a month.”
“We have to wait again…” Someone suddenly changed his tone upon seeing a change in his classmate’s expression, “We’ve waited ten years, why fret over these few days? But the thought of having to watch that arrogant person from Tanwood Country really irks me. I just hope our grandmaster will be a bit gentle when he strikes, leaving us some room to shine.”
Everyone erupted into laughter, visibly delighted.
That’s probably the joy that comes with festive occasions.
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Empire.
Within a rarely trodden gorge.
Two figures were kneeling on the ground, welcoming something.
It seemed as if divine light had descended upon the world.
People always knew of Technique God Songzi as an old man, having lived for many years.
But when he actually appeared, the person kneeling on the left couldn’t help but exclaim in awe, “Technique… Technique God!!!”
He appeared youthful, his face like fine jade, and his eyes as sharp as lightning.
“Rise,” Songzi said, his two words seeming to create a force out of thin air that lifted the two kneeling figures.
The person on the left, a strategist from Kou Country, internally exclaimed that this was a miracle.
While the young man on the right respectfully got up, addressing him as “Master” in a proper manner.
Songzi took a step forward and, with a technique that shortened distance, appeared beside them.
“Master, some problems have arisen within the country,” the young man said, glancing at the middle-aged strategist.
At this moment, the middle-aged strategist’s eyes were filled with excitement.
Especially upon seeing such divine arts from Songzi, he was utterly amazed.
“Technique God!”
He fell to his knees again with a thud, even before Songzi’s disciple could say anything, and began sobbing loudly.
The young man tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Cursing inwardly, are all the people in the country idiots? Why do they keep sending these fools?
The middle-age strategist was in such distress that he couldn’t stop crying, venting his anger towards Tanwood Country, which he cursed without cessation.
Songzi silently turned to look at his disciple.
The young man’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly spoke before the middle-aged strategist could catch his breath, “Master, the country has faced a major catastrophe, triggered by the emergence of a martial artist in Tanwood Country claiming to be beyond the first level.”
“Beyond the first level…” Songzi slowly said, “Is it the person you mentioned before?”
“Yes, Master,” the young man quickly bowed his head.
Before he could continue, the middle-aged strategist resumed his sobbing, adding more accusations against the “King” of Tanwood Country, exaggerating to the extent that one might think Tanwood Country was Songzi’s sworn enemy.
Even Songzi frowned slightly.
The young man then sharply reprimanded, “Aso Kaizaburo!”
The middle-aged strategist was taken aback, not understanding… Why are you yelling at me? Wasn’t it you who said I should cry in front of the grandmaster, and now you’re blaming me?
The young man wished he could kill him.
Such a complete lack of insight.
Finding an excuse, he sent the middle-aged strategist away, then quickly bowed to Songzi, “I’ve disturbed Master’s meditation, I am terribly anxious, please punish me, Master.”
“What did you tell the others?” Songzi asked quietly.
“I said you were looking for a suitable weapon, Master. It could take as few as two days, or as long as half a month,” the young man hurriedly replied.
Songzi seemed contemplative and slowly said, “Alright.”
Relieved, the young man said, “As long as Master doesn’t blame me, I’m fine. I had no choice, the person from Kou Country came to me in tears. Thinking he could be useful to you, I agreed on your behalf.”
But Songzi didn’t care much about these matters, only slowly said, “Has there been a change in Mojing Country?”
“Exactly so, Master… It’s probably a coincidence, but Mojing Country recently changed rulers, and the new king isn’t the one we had pre-selected…” the young man said quietly.
Songzi slightly raised an eyebrow, “Where’s the man we chose?”
“Dead,” the young man replied awkwardly. “I went to check personally. He choked on a fishbone… couldn’t be saved in time.”
Songzi looked away silently but soon sighed slowly, “Such is the impermanence of life.”
The young man thought of a certain meme but dared not say it in front of his master. He cautiously asked, “Master, we’ve almost lost seventy percent of our arrangements in Mojing Country. If this continues, I will quickly lose control over that region.”
A certain chord in Songzi’s heart was struck, reminding him of an old friend.
After being lost in thought for a moment and called several times cautiously by his disciple, he slowly said,
“Then I should make a trip to Mojing Country first.”
“Yes, Master.”
The young man didn’t know what was so important in Mojing Country that concerned his master, but since Master had spoken, all he had to do was obey.
Despite Songzi’s seemingly congenial demeanor, the young man knew all too well how ruthless he truly was.
“Master, that person from Tanwood Country is probably not a simple character.”
“That’s alright, I can also wield the Power of Heaven and Earth,” Songzi muttered to himself, thinking about Tanwood Country’s person’s ultimate determination regarding levels above the first, “A Grandmaster? He indeed has ambitions.”
…
From the Empire to Mojing Country, and also because Songzi didn’t want it to be widely known, it took two days to arrive.
Besides the young man, there was also a dark-skinned old man accompanying him. Seeing Songzi, the old man’s eyes were still red, evidently having just cried.
“Enough with the crying and wailing, what a sight,” Songzi said impatiently.
The old man immediately stopped his expressions, eager to catch up and strengthen their relationship after many years of not seeing his master.
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However, Songzi wasn’t interested in any conversation at that moment and waved them away, “You all can leave.”
“Yes!”
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Meanwhile.
A few birds stealthily flapped their wings and departed.