Chapter 1053: [759] This chosen one of the generation is hard to handle (first update, asking for monthly passes) Chapter 1053: [759] This chosen one of the generation is hard to handle (first update, asking for monthly passes) Late at night.


    A great fire turned Storm City fiercely ablaze.


    However, such incidents happened too often, and naturally no one really took them to heart.


    As for the Gray Wolf Association’s complete annihilation, it merely triggered a minor stir in the underground world of Storm City, after all, the Association Leader was just a Fourth Rank Awakener.


    Dead was dead.


    Nothing out of the ordinary!


    As for the accidental death of a member of the Jiang family, it initially prompted an investigation, but was ultimately confirmed as an accident, provoking merely some sighs of regret, hardly causing the uproar that the disappearance of the Jiang Family Old Man did.


    Both deaths failed to cause any major alarm, let alone lead anyone to connect the two incidents.


    Compared to ten years ago, today’s world seemed calmer on the surface, yet it harbored more chaos.


    Lin Xinorth had a deep understanding of this.


    Somewhere within the villa, he bowed slightly.


    “Boss, everything has been handled.”


    “Take this bottle of Vitality Elixirs back with you and cultivate well.”


    “Yes!” Lin Xinorth’s expression brightened as he said his goodbyes and left.


    The door closed.


    Pei Jinye’s eyes closed once more, and he continued his cultivation.


    …


    Meanwhile.


    Fragment World.


    “Kill!”


    Two groups of distinctly dressed cultivators clashed.


    The black-robed young man, his face covered in blood, roared, unleashing an outburst of fierce Vitality like a great river.


    He had lain low for ten years and hadn’t expected that just after coming out of seclusion, his sect would be attacked by Demon Cultivators, facing a life-and-death crisis.


    At this moment, he couldn’t afford to hide his abilities any longer.


    Swearing under his breath, he became hysterical.


    The opposing Demon Cultivator clearly hadn’t anticipated the young man’s Vitality to be so formidable and was caught off guard by a punch. Before he could sound an alarm, the black-robed youth stepped forward and thrust his longsword into him… a chilling penetration.


    “Are all the sect’s elders dead? Have they been trampled and slapped without showing themselves?”


    The black-robed young man couldn’t care less. He touched his chest and upon finding the Lotus Treasure Mirror still there, he sighed in relief.


    “God Mirror, can you hear me? In this life-or-death crisis, would you lend me your Skill of God?”


    Seeing no response from the Lotus Treasure Mirror, the black-robed young man cursed quietly, not surprised.


    He tucked the Lotus Treasure Mirror back into his chest and, without looking back, grabbed his longsword and swiftly fled.


    But the next second, he doubled back.


    He rapidly stripped the corpse, donned its clothes, smeared some fresh blood on his face, and escaped again.


    He fled for ten miles.


    And dove into the forest.


    The black-robed young man glanced back, seeing skies ablaze; he couldn’t help but feel a sense of bleakness.


    “Our sect of over twenty years… just like that, gone… This is fucking absurd!”


    Suddenly, the black-robed young man’s expression turned serious, and his body hair stood on end as he hurriedly dodged, but the black spheres emerging around him moved with uncanny speed.


    “Bang!”


    The black-robed young man was blasted away.


    He tumbled for several meters, spitting out blood.


    Without even the chance to see who it was, a piercing sound filled the air as the black spheres attacked once more.


    The black-robed young man’s face paled, and he frantically slapped the ground. Before he could summon his Life-bonding Star, he was kicked sideways by the pursuer.


    “Bang!”


    “Crack!”


    Trees snapped.


    The black-robed young man spat out another mouthful of blood; he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.


    “You sure are crafty, changing into our clothes, but unfortunately… you can’t escape this Lord’s Dharma Eye.”


    Upon hearing the person’s voice, the black-robed young man seemed to realize something, lifted his head to look, and his pupils suddenly contracted: “Black Sha Ancestor! It’s you!!!”


    The old man in front of him had half-white, half-black hair, with a gaze that exuded malice and evil.


    Dressed in a black robe, he was steeped in a strong demonic aura.


    His skin, dry and yellow, resembled that of a corpse that had lingered too long in the underworld.


    As the Black Sha Ancestor reached out to grab the black-robed young man’s neck, he instantly felt a dense aura of death.


    “Don’t kill me…”


    The black-robed young man begged, “I can lead you to the sect’s treasure vault.”


    The Black Sha Ancestor sinisterly replied, “You sure are afraid of death.”


    The black-robed young man felt no shame, struggling to breathe with his neck constricted: “We cultivators seek longevity… I don’t want to die. If the Ancestor is willing to take me, I assure you, you won’t be disappointed.”


    He waited for a while but didn’t hear the Ancestor’s “keh keh keh” laughter.


    Anxiety grew within the black-robed young man.


    Just as he was about to say more, a cold sensation penetrated him, and he incredulously watched as the tip of a sword emerged from his chest.


    Black sha Ancestor spoke indifferently, “Today you can betray your own sect, tomorrow you will betray me. I detest unfaithful and disloyal people most in my life.”


    With a flick of his wrist.


    The body of the young man in black was thrown high into the air.


    With a “ding-dong” sound.


    Something fell out of his embrace.


    In the sunlight, the radiance that it emitted made Black sha Ancestor let out a light “eh”.


    “What is this?”


    The next second, as soon as he saw the text emerging on the surface of the Lotus Mirror, he was immediately startled.


    “This is…”


    “This is actually the Vitality Technique, hahaha, the heavens have not treated me unfairly!!”


    Black sha Ancestor’s face beamed with joy as he took the Treasure Mirror into his bosom.


    Not long after, several figures hurried over, descending into the woods.


    Kneeling on one knee one after another.


    “Subordinates greet the Ancestor upon his emergence!”


    “Greetings to the Ancestor upon his emergence!”


    With one voice from all.


    The Demonic Qi filled the heavens.


    Black sha Ancestor gestured broadly with his hand, “Today, as I the Ancestor return, it is fitting to bestow a great reward–each person shall receive a hundred Star Pills, and those who have contributed, an additional Magic Artifact as reward!”


    The crowd’s faces were filled with immense joy as they bowed down in thanks, “Thank you for the great grace, Ancestor!”


    …


    “From now on, this mountain gate shall be called the Black Sha Sect! Issue the command, the surrounding cities must pay tribute to our Black Sha Sect, or they shall be killed without mercy!”


    “Yes!”


    Sect Sacred Land.


    This time, the Black Sha Sect had made a name for itself with its killings, but there were actually not many people who came to join the sect.


    However, the Black sha Ancestor did not mind.


    Inside the room.


    He dismissed everyone and looked at the Lotus Mirror in his hand.


    The black Light of the Star fiercely struck down.


    Yet when the Lotus Mirror was sent flying, it was without a single scratch.


    “The material of this Treasure Mirror is truly remarkable, if it were refined into a weapon… it would probably be invincible.”


    The Black sha Ancestor pondered with interest.


    But his gaze fell on the Cultivation Technique inscribed on the Lotus Mirror, his eyes flickering.


    Before long.


    An Outer Sect Disciple appeared respectfully at the door.


    “Ancestor.”


    “Enter.”


    Black sha Ancestor threw the Vitality Gong Method over, “Cultivate.”


    The Outer Sect Disciple was first startled, but not daring to delay, after reading through it once, his face lit up with joy, “This is actually the Vitality Gong Method.”


    He looked up at the Ancestor with a surprised and happy expression, quickly bowing down, “Thank you for fulfilling this, Ancestor.”


    Black sha Ancestor looked on calmly, “Do not disappoint me.”


    “Yes, Ancestor!”


    The Disciple did not delay, quickly collected his mind, and sat down cross-legged on the spot to begin his cultivation.


    Black sha Ancestor watched him intently.


    A full duration of a cup of tea passed before a stream of Vitality Power finally emerged from the Disciple.


    Black sha Ancestor’s eyebrows raised slightly.


    After a moment.


    The Disciple opened his eyes, and before he could express his surprise, he heard Black sha Ancestor ask, “How does your body feel?”


    “Fantastic!”


    “Not the slightest bit of discomfort?”


    “None at all. This Disciple feels filled with strength… the Ancestor’s Skill of God is truly extraordinary, thank you for granting this, Ancestor, this Disciple will surely not fail the trust you’ve placed in me.”


    “In that case, fulfill the Ancestor’s will.”


    Before the Disciple could lift his head in horror, suddenly a Giant Palm came crashing down.


    “Ancestor spare my life–”


    “Smack!”


    Bones shattered, and blood splattered.


    Quite quickly.


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    The sound of soft chewing resounded in the room.


    …


    The night was marvelous, wild like a mad dance.


    The scent of blood in the air was also absorbed and cleared.


    “Such Vitality Power, excellent indeed.”