ASER - Chapter 196
Chapter 196: Am I Not Worthy? (1)
A'Diao's plan was step-by-step. She hadn't told Qu Xia'er the details before the operational phase; after all, stirring up trouble required capital and power to push each step forward.
After sending Qing Zan off, she directly captured several dozen demon spirits from different clans and threw them into her living space, along with a dying Ai Feng. She then began her experiments.
The effects of Sun Image light spots and Moon Image Orchid Spirit on living beings, whether they counteracted or mutually nullified each other, if there was a possibility of fusion, or perhaps… their upper power limits, and so on.
Analysis, surveying, calculation, experimentation.
She had to figure it out within 24 hours.
In truth, even if these two substances fell into the hands of the Central Academy of Sciences, the latter wouldn't be able to find out anything. Their energy level was too high, belonging to a category that current technological equipment couldn't analyze. After all, even Lesser Spirit Kings couldn't handle them.
But A'Diao's advantage was that she possessed both substances simultaneously, and she had discovered that when they clashed, their powers nullified each other, and the remaining substance became peaceful and reverted to its essence.
This was like chemical substances undergoing a chemical reaction, ultimately analyzing each other to reveal their true chemical elemental substances.
Seeing the essence through the phenomenon.
At this time, the Imperial Clan, having received no response from the dispatched team of one Spirit King and two Grandmasters, knew that the matter had been botched.
They had lost the chicken and broken the eggs.
But because they knew that both the Mountain Head and Qing Zan had gone to the border, they felt it was normal for them not to return. What wasn't normal was—did Chen A'Diao die from the curse or not?
"The results of investigating the three Chen family members indicate they are all still in a coma. However, that Chen Xun has not been in a coma. According to observations, he is using a mechanical body to handle affairs externally, while his main body is also in a comatose state."
"As for Chen A'Diao, she is currently uncontactable."
So, did Chen A'Diao die or not?
"What's the status of all her communication accounts? Also uncontactable? Can her location be traced?"
"No signal. This person has always been cunning. She previously entered the Orchid Water Abyss, a place that inherently blocks signals. If she died inside, that would be normal. But if she didn't die, she must have come out by now."
If she came out…………
"If she came out, she would definitely contact Chen Xun. With Chen Xun's capabilities, he could conceal information about Chen Ran and Chen Yang. Upon closer inspection, he can't hide this kind of thing for long—send someone to offer condolences to Chen Ran, to show the court's concern for him."
These old geezers from the Imperial Clan had eaten rice for so many years; they were cunning, cautious, and patient. Although this setback of losing troops and generals was embarrassing, they managed to stabilize themselves. However, their killing intent towards A'Diao had intensified.
If she could survive even this, what would happen in the future?
"For her to survive in such a short time, she either eliminated her bloodline and sacrificed her cultivation to save her life, or she found a method to successfully eliminate her bloodline while preserving her cultivation." An elderly Imperial Clan member looked at the others, "I'm not skilled in this. Old Sixth, what do you think?"
Everyone looked at the white-haired and taciturn old man. The latter slightly raised his eyelids and said faintly, "There are methods, and quite a few. After all, that Yu fellow did go over, and he has the ability. But it would basically damage Chen A'Diao's foundation—regardless, she must be found. However, the most important matter is no longer her."
"My investigation shows that the Sun Image Primordial Feast is set to descend soon, possibly at the border, but the disturbances in other places are also very obvious."
This was not good news.
"Leave some people there, recall the rest who are not involved, and prepare to temporarily abandon the border. Redeploy the main army to retreat…"
"Leave Chen Xun there, see if we can lure Chen A'Diao out—I have a hunch, perhaps she is also waiting to retaliate against us."
Several old men exchanged glances, simultaneously disdainful and sneering.
Although it was true they valued her and acknowledged her threat, they were, after all, old geezers who had survived for three hundred years, winning through time.
"Then let's see the results from Chen Ran's side."
An hour later, the person sent to visit reported the news.
Chen Ran's vital signs had recovered, and the curse's effect had weakened or even disappeared.
The Imperial Clan was speechless about this.
"So the curse's effect has weakened?"
These old geezers didn't believe A'Diao, or even the Mountain Head, had the ability to directly eliminate the curse. After all, it was from the Celestial Clan…
"Weakening is certain. You saw it when it was triggered. A true Celestial Clan direct bloodline curse from a Spirit King could instantly kill a Spirit King. Look at the effect this time… But it's also fortunate that it weakened."
The speaker exchanged glances with the others; everything was understood without words.
This time, were they not also testing to see if the Celestial Clan was completely extinct?
"It's also possible that the strange and mysterious nature of the Orchid Water Abyss, with some unknown opportunities, helped Chen A'Diao suppress the curse."
"Regardless, she is still alive, and in good condition. Otherwise, she wouldn't have contacted Chen Xun to deliberately block this kind of news—she desperately wants to lie low and retaliate against us, and given her personality, she will definitely do so."
Then… as they exchanged glances, Old Sixth of the Imperial Clan suddenly said, "That means her strength has advanced by leaps and bounds, and she has already mastered some abilities or capital, feeling qualified to heavily injure us. At this time, we should not mock or laugh, but feel terrified."
"Don't just treat her as any past Lushan Chief."
"According to history, Lushan has had nearly a hundred generations of leaders. Currently, those who surpassed her at a comparable age are fewer than ten. And previously, she always leveraged external forces to fight above her level and gain advantages. If she takes the initiative, given her style, it means she at least overtly possesses the strength to contend with Lesser Grandmasters, and perhaps isn't even afraid of being hunted by Grandmasters—for example, she excels in lightning and space, and her speed is unparalleled."
If it truly reached the point where a Lesser Spirit King was needed to kill her, then she would indeed be a grave threat, her danger level no less than that of Qing Zan and other Lesser Spirit Kings, perhaps even greater.
The atmosphere suddenly quieted somewhat.
Old Sixth said in a low voice, "So even if we know she has definitely arranged a dangerous situation, we still have to follow her hatred and genuinely arrange for some people to go there for her to kill. But the one who survives must not be her."
NO1 suddenly spoke, "There's unusual activity at the various Demonic Grottos and Demon Gates. Use the Sun Image Primordial Feast as a reason to lure Lushan's Lesser Spirit Kings away."
"Chen A'Diao, who is backed by Lushan, has a fatal weakness: Lushan's foremost principle is always to protect Tang Song."
The crisis at the border had been resolved, but it was precisely when the enemy had just been dealt with, when everyone was lax and beginning to count their spoils.
Currently, the atmosphere in Blood Abandonment City was good. Cultivators like Jiang Zhou, who had rushed from other areas to provide support, were still lingering in the city's inns. However, none of them were in the mood to count their gains; they were only worried about Chen A'Diao's situation.
More and more people arrived, batch after batch of Star Realm cultivators, and Grandmasters were also seen.
For example, Duanmu Biexue. She was initially sitting alone eating, but later, two Grandmasters joined her, presumably also survivors from three hundred years ago.
Tang Song was too vast; there were always some experts with numerous methods.
As the three were talking, a group of cultivators in the hall suddenly stood up and all ran towards a person who had just entered the door, greeting them warmly and friendly, as if they had met a relative.
Especially Xie Jingyu, who noticed that even a cool and aloof figure like Duanmu Biexue stood up and walked towards that person.
Who was this person? Such a grand reception.
Jiang Zhou glanced over, his expression slightly wooden: So ugly. How could there be such an ugly person in the world? A super old wax gourd catfish spirit.
Such an ugly person must possess unparalleled talent, otherwise Duanmu Biexue wouldn't have given them a second look.
Due to Duanmu Biexue's status, others only offered a few words of greeting, while Duanmu Biexue led A'Diao towards her dining table, introducing the other two people. The two also showed great enthusiasm, knowing that the person before them was a high-level Talisman Master, and then asked, "Mr. Wolong, these past few days you went to…"
"I was assassinated."
Li Wolong said, "Not me, Brother Fengchu was being hunted. The two of us have been constantly on the run."
As she spoke, A'Diao's gaze had already swept across the entire hall, inadvertently lingering for a moment on a group of people in a corner of the restaurant, but she quickly retracted it.
There were Grandmasters, from the Imperial Clan.
They had indeed sent people already. She wondered if they had traced her.
A'Diao then sensed the Sun Image Primordial Feast again, finding that her mental body's premonition was growing stronger and stronger—they were approaching.
Faster than the predicted 24 hours.
Actually, she could jump out and announce this matter, urging everyone to retreat and hide, but… doing so would expose herself.
She calculated the pros and cons; it wasn't worth it. So, she had notified Chen Xun.
Evidently, Chen Xun had succeeded. He had considerable influence with the military in Blood Abandonment City and had probably used his professional skills to persuade them, thus recalling most of the cultivators.
As for the common people, they had been transferred via teleportation arrays much earlier during the wartime period.
Now, Blood Abandonment City mostly consisted of logistics personnel and some merchants; the rest were all cultivators and soldiers.
After a while, as the few of them were discussing talisman transactions, Zhang Fengchu came in from outside, placed a tray on the table, and said to Li Wolong, "Brother Long, I got you this, that, and also this and that, which you love to eat…"
Li Wolong: "Alright, Brother Fengchu, sit down and let's eat together."
Then, in front of Duanmu Biexue and the others, or rather, in front of everyone, he picked up a french fry, dipped it in ketchup, "Come, ah… open your mouth."
Duanmu Biexue, who was about to discuss business: "?"
She saw Zhang Fengchu, with reddened eyes, open his mouth, gently bite down, blush, chew slowly, and then couldn't help but pinch Li Wolong's thigh, "Aiya, what are you doing? There are so many people, annoying!"
【Mental Power from Duanmu Biexue +88888888!】
The entire restaurant suddenly fell silent. In the silence, Jiang Zhou silently spat out the coffee he had just drunk.
Xie Jingyu first saw the scene in front, then saw him spitting out coffee, her expression slightly losing composure—she had just finished eating.
A tidal wave of Mental Power erupted!
The list instantly scrolled through hundreds of pages.
Duanmu Biexue, as cool and aloof as an immortal sipping tea, held her coffee cup, momentarily hesitating whether to drink it.
【Mental Power from Zongzheng Weiye +one star!】
【Mental Power from…】
In this silence, A'Diao identified some people's names and roughly confirmed their strength.
But since those people were hiding in this restaurant, it was definitely to find her location by observing the people coming in and out. Now that she had put on such a show, they must have noticed. So, a large number of experts would be coming next.
Toilet: "Perhaps even Spirit Kings will come."
A'Diao: "For Lesser Spirit Kings to come, they need a legitimate reason. Otherwise, that person earlier wouldn't have been so sneaky. The Imperial Clan can surely detect the Sun Image Primordial Feast, but they can't determine the exact time. They definitely won't come now, nor would they dare to. Instead, they'll find reasons to tie down Lushan's Lesser Spirit Kings—Old Man Yu returning to guard Lushan is probably related to this sort of thing. So now is their best opportunity to kill me."
Toilet: "How many people are you waiting for them to gather?"
A'Diao smiled, but it was a smile directed at Duanmu Biexue and the others. Then, with boyfriend power MAX, she grabbed Zhang Fengchu's waist with one hand, pulled him onto her lap, held the back of Fengchu's hand, interlocked their fingers deeply, and said, "Yes, we are together."
A fight is coming, I need to farm more Mental Power.
【Mental Power from Moluo Chengguang +…】
【Mental Power from…】
People from the Moluo Imperial Clan? It seems they're here to investigate Moluo Yesa.
Before entering Blood Abandonment City, A'Diao had scanned the entire city with mental threads. It wasn't a one-time scan; she wasn't that formidable yet. She had entered invisibly and used two doppelgangers to conduct a carpet search in different areas and sectors, ultimately determining the approximate distribution of manpower in the city.
But she only knew their strength, not their identities. She had anticipated that people from the Imperial Clan would come, and the Imperial Clan would definitely lure people from Nan Jin as well. Because if people from Nan Jin entered the border, the Imperial Clan would surely notice. Since they died, it was inextricably linked to her; they might even be planning to use a borrowed knife to kill.
She needed to investigate four groups of people.
First, people from the Imperial Clan.
Second, people from Nan Jin.
Third, people from the Moluo Imperial Clan.
Fourth, people from Lie Qin.
Her disguise as Wolong and Fengchu also served a purpose: to farm Mental Power, investigate identities, and make them notice—her suspiciousness.
"By the way, what were you guys saying just now? What did you want to buy?"
The two Grandmasters beside her couldn't remember what they were there for for a long time, their heads just buzzing.
Xie Jingyu, due to the angle she was facing, painfully looked away, only to turn her head and see Jiang Zhou drinking the coffee he had just spat out again.
Xie and Zhao, who had always been elegant and considered the best "superficial power couple" of Tang Song: "…"
So painful, why isn't Jiangnan back yet.
This darn old man, he wasn't this crude before.
Fortunately, the Wolong-Fengchu CP were about to leave after finishing their business. Duanmu Biexue was an interesting person; she judged people entirely based on her preferences and their strength, and didn't care about their private lives. So, seeing the two about to leave, she asked, "Are you leaving already?"
"I can't very well kiss him here, it wouldn't be good for your image."
"…"
The three-hundred-plus-year-old maiden, Duanmu Biexue, had a calm expression, but silently sent A'Diao over ninety million Mental Power points, approaching one star.
A'Diao reckoned this probably wasn't goodwill.
The entire restaurant also exploded with a huge amount of Mental Power.
Damn, so satisfying!
A'Diao looked at the total Mental Power value that had already accumulated to twenty stars during this period and left gleefully.
Shortly after she left, some people also departed from the restaurant, such as Moluo Chengguang, who followed her with his men.
In the restaurant, a young man, who was also the Grandmaster Zongzheng Weiye, sent out a message.
"The Moluo people are following her. It seems that Zhang Fengchu really is Moluo Yesa. But I don't think it's a doppelganger; it looks more like Moluo Yesa's actual corpse being controlled. She is…"
Speed is paramount in warfare.
After leaving the restaurant, A'Diao and Zhang Fengchu deliberately strolled around the vicinity openly. Because this was a high-level martial core area, with the military command right next door, Moluo and the others wouldn't dare to make a move here unless they were brain-dead.
A'Diao, calculating the arrival time of the Sun Image Primordial Feast, deliberately delayed returning to the hotel, while simultaneously monitoring the city's teleportation arrays.
Ten minutes later, three groups of Imperial Clan personnel arrived via teleportation arrays distributed in a triangular formation across the city.
People from Nan Jin were also lurking nearby. But coincidentally, they all locked onto these two who were openly feeding pigeons in the square, acting intimately and together pretending to be young children blowing bubbles…
And these experts monitoring the two collectively heard conversations similar to the following.
"I think there's a problem with your lips."
"What problem?"
"They're a bit far from mine."
After saying this, the two shared an ice cream, a yellow, earthy, romantic atmosphere biubiubiu!
Yuck…
The various experts were thoroughly disgusted, wishing they could burst out right now and eliminate these two.
However, the scrolling list of Mental Power names made A'Diao and Toilet quite joyful.
Toilet: "Altogether fifteen Grandmasters, twenty Lesser and Mid Grandmasters. Your reception is quite grand."
A'Diao: "Perhaps it's a permanent passive ability: poking hornet's nests."
Always attracting a swarm of old ones after taking down a young one.
Toilet: "Which side do you think will make the first move?"
"I don't know, but it doesn't matter."
A'Diao quickly took Zhang Fengchu back to the hotel because the aura of the Sun Image Primordial Feast was getting closer and closer. She had a premonition that it was about to descend.
So…
The two reached their room upstairs. This hotel was very well-located, directly opposite the official building, which housed both administrative and military functions. Chen Xun lived right across.
And now, this was the place with the most cultivators.
A'Diao pulled open the curtains, looking at the distant sky on one hand, while on the other, sensing Moluo Chengguang's surreptitious mental scan sweeping over.
A Grandmaster being so arrogant. It seems the Moluo Imperial Clan is very confident in their own strength.
Toilet: "Tell me, do they know you're Chen A'Diao?"
A'Diao: "They didn't know before, but they must know by now. However, the two Grandmasters probably didn't see through Zhang Fengchu's true nature."
If the border crisis hadn't been resolved, the Imperial Clan might not have calmly allowed these people to come in and stir up trouble. But people are base; when full and warm, they think of lewd desires. Once the crisis was over, the risk posed by these people became controllable. The Imperial Clan wouldn't hesitate to borrow a knife to kill.
Now, Moluo Chengguang was already preparing… Through the eyes of his psychic secret art, he saw this Li Wolong standing by the window, while behind him, Prince Yesa of their clan, was hugging his waist from behind.
In fact, Moluo Chengguang had repeatedly sensed it; this Zhang Fengchu was indeed a member of their Moluo family. Bloodline couldn't lie. The only difference was whether he was a puppet or a living person.
But at his Grandmaster level, he hadn't detected any trickery.
So… this Chen A'Diao must have mastered some kind of bewitching secret art.
Moluo Chengguang was thoroughly disgusted. At that moment, a fluctuation in his thoughts occurred.
"Strike!"
Within the Orchid Water Abyss, Qu Xia'er already sensed an even stronger aura of Sun Image elements than A'Diao had—originating from beyond the heavens.
But her heart was completely calm, focused only on the matter at hand.
Within the array, a body had already begun to condense. And she, utilizing the Sun Image substance condensed from her body, reached out her hand in a grasping motion… Vast amounts of Sun Image light spots from the dense forest whistled towards her.
Master, absorb, transform, condense…
When Qu Jiangnan's body completely appeared, Qu Xia'er utilized the existing bloodline and physique to begin the soul-summoning ritual.
As long as the soul entered the body.
She could then use the Sun Image substance to induce corpse mutation. As for what it would mutate into, she hoped it would be something capable of countering the Dantai clan.
Thinking of the discoveries from the Qu family side, Qu Xia'er's eyes turned grim.
That little girl actually wasn't wrong.
They indeed had a common enemy.
As all of Qu Jiangnan's soul fragments drifted in from space, Qu Xia'er's pupils resembled blood jade. She reached out and gently caressed the unfeeling soul.
A being like a Corpse Spirit King, possessing neither a fixed physical body nor a soul, was fated to be unable to perceive any worldly warmth.
Including that for her younger sister.
But she still smiled, pretending she had touched her, just like when they were children.
"You're back. That's truly good."
Only the final step remained.
In the first-floor restaurant, Xie Jingyu and the others were still drinking coffee, discussing which places within Tang Song territory Qu Xia'er might choose for Qu Jiangnan's breakthrough.
As they were talking.
Suddenly… BOOM!! A massive explosion sounded from above their heads.
Everyone was startled. Duanmu Biexue and the three Grandmasters reacted the fastest, immediately flying out. They soon saw the area around the 20th floor above—it had been blown up?
To be precise, large swathes of fiery serpents exploded, twisting, and something fell from above.
THUD!!
A corpse fell, splattering blood and flesh on the ground upon impact.
Was it Zhang Fengchu?
But why was this blood light green?
Could it be…
Before anyone could understand what was happening, a figure covered in blood and gore flew down from above, embracing Zhang Fengchu, "Brother Feng, Brother Feng, Feng… What happened to you!"
"Answer me, quickly answer me!!!"
He frantically shook Zhang Fengchu's corpse. With a snap, the head was shaken off.
In that instant, he froze.
Everyone else too…
But in the next second, Duanmu Biexue and the other two sensed a chillingly terrifying aura.
"It's actually a Moluo alien?! He must be a spy hidden within our Tang Song's Blood Abandonment City! Li Wolong, you colluded with an alien spy, surrender at once!"
This person roared angrily from high above, and before A'Diao could surrender, a ten-meter-long metal giant sword condensed from the sky and descended to kill.
The might of a Grandmaster, oh.
From a height of twenty stories, that golden sword descended with almost no time buffer; its appearance and descent were a matter of a mere second.
However, this Moluo Grandmaster's methods were also cunning. Although he saw through the Imperial Clan's intentions, he had no leverage and couldn't threaten them, so he could only focus on immediate benefits—he wasn't really here for a young prince, but because their Moluo clan didn't want Tang Song's Chief to survive.
This one grows, that one diminishes; that was the kingly way.
So now, with Lushan's Lesser Spirit Kings tied down, it was a heaven-sent opportunity to kill Chen A'Diao. But they couldn't expose themselves by killing her outright; it was best to use some skill. For this, utilizing their own young prince's corpse was most suitable.
Thus, just now, the Grandmaster had a Mid Grandmaster strike first, partly to test whether Chen A'Diao had a hidden Lushan Grandmaster protecting her.
If there was, it meant Lushan had a plan, and they would have to pull back from the brink and retreat immediately. If not…
Whether the young prince was already dead, or whether he was a puppet, would become immediately clear.
Sure enough, when the corpse hit the ground, Moluo Chengguang was enraged, but he also utilized this corpse, immediately branding Li Wolong as an internal traitor—serves her right for her loose tongue, always messing around with a doppelganger. She deserved to suffer this loss.
Did she really think others were fools?
And once this suspicion of being an internal traitor was exposed, Chen A'Diao would find it difficult to reveal her identity, as it would tarnish Lushan's reputation.
Of course, Moluo Chengguang wouldn't give A'Diao a chance to explain. He was currently disguised as a rogue Grandmaster expert from Tang Song, and could use this reason to "justifiably" kill Li Wolong in anger.
He didn't know this was Chen A'Diao, so he didn't even need to have a falling out with Lushan.
It was truly an excellent opportunity.
Moluo Chengguang's abacus clattered loudly. Even the lurking Zongzheng Weiye secretly acknowledged that this Moluo Grandmaster had some substance.
But could this sword kill Chen A'Diao?
Everyone was watching.
At this moment, in the official high-rise building opposite, Chen Xun and others were originally in a meeting. The huge floor-to-ceiling window directly faced the square and the hotel, so they immediately saw this scene. The Commander was shocked. Without needing his order, military experts flew out in unison, and the base's weapons all locked onto the square. But they were a step too slow; the golden sword was already descending…
DONG!!!
A transparent, giant turtle shell tremblingly blocked this sword.
He blocked it, while vomiting blood, while shielding the corpse with his body.
It was too hard, too hard, he was in so much pain, constantly vomiting blood under the heavy pressure.
"In my life, I've lived for 19 years, and up to now, I've only loved a total of 123456789, nine people. Every single one of them is an irreplaceable beloved to me. Today, you kill my Brother Feng, you are taking my life!"
"Taking my life is one thing, but you also slander him as belonging to that dog-shit clan! What, does my Brother Feng look like a dog?"
"Do you think I, Li Wolong, possess peerless talent yet am young and beautiful, unlike you old turtles who have cultivated for so long?"
"Today, I will show you what a face-slap truly is!"
To be honest, when the golden sword descended, forcing this Li Wolong to kneel and vomit blood, everyone's first reaction was—Damn, it's a Grandmaster, this is a Grandmaster!
The second reaction was—Damn, Li Wolong isn't dead!
The third reaction was—Damn, Li Wolong not only isn't dead, but he also managed to finish saying over a hundred words while vomiting blood, expressing the pain of losing his ninth beloved.
The fourth reaction was—He is? What they thought they heard just now was…
At that moment, the kneeling person suddenly stood up. From desperately holding the turtle shell shield with both hands against the might of the golden sword, to forcefully standing up while supporting it with one hand, his obese body exuded an aura two point eight meters tall.
High-spirited, exuding dominance, even that pair of mung bean-like turtle eyes seemed to possess a formidable air.
"See, I stood up!"
Just as he finished saying this… the Moluo in the sky holding the golden sword revealed an expression of astonishment and terror, seemingly unwilling, and increased the attack of the golden sword.
But… space behind Li Wolong suddenly tore open, and a black shadow swiftly attacked.
Also a Grandmaster, also Moluo Chengguang, but this was the main body; the one above was a doppelganger.
Indeed, there were quite a few in this world who cultivated doppelgangers, and this Moluo Chengguang was far more cunning and experienced than the foolish Moluo Yesa, having lived for several hundred years after all.
So… go to hell!
Even though he was indeed shocked by the scene just now, he seized the opportunity.
Let you show off!
The vertical golden sword effectively restrained Li Wolong, while the main body's golden sword delivered a horizontal slash on the plane.
Buzz… The sword sundered space.
A cutting trace flashed across space, and the sharp edge passed through… Li Wolong's body vanished, swept away by space, reappearing high in the sky the next second.
Dark clouds gathered overhead, lightning accompanied him, and his Yuan Staff traced a line at his fingertip.
The Yin-Yang dual cores had already merged. In fact, A'Diao was now at the lower grade of the Star Realm. Logically, based on the previous total energy of the dual core fusion, she should at most reach the mid-grade of the Star Realm.
However.
Those were the old dual cores. The current two spiritual cores were formed from Yin-Yang Seeds + Langya spiritual essence, and later underwent repeated terrifying tempering and transformation by Sun Image substance + Moon Image Primordial Orchid. The current capacity of the dual cores had become much, much stronger. It was as if it was still that twin-cylinder engine, but the brand had changed, upgraded from a 50W prestige level to a five-thousand-W prestige level.
The difference was enormous.
Coupled with the enhancement from her meridians, as soon as the dual cores merged, the energy output directly leaped to the level of a Lesser Grandmaster, and then… a massive Yinglong roared out from behind her.
The current totem was enormous, five hundred meters in diameter, coiling in the high sky. It was clearly a seven-clawed Yinglong. And when the giant Yinglong let out a roar, the entire Blood Abandonment City heard it.
Beneath the dragon's roar, a mental sound attack.
Stun!
The moment Grandmaster Moluo Chengguang was stunned, out of terror and instinct, he instantly blasted out his own totem.
A three-headed dog totem.
A dragon and a dog, huh?
But the moment the three-headed dog appeared, it began to tremble and shiver, whimpering "aowu aowu," completely devoid of its former majestic awe-inspiring presence. But at least Moluo Chengguang had recovered, just as he was horrified that a Star Realm cultivator could stun him, a Grandmaster.
The Yinglong had already opened its dragon head, and following A'Diao's pointing staff.
The dragon raised its head, wind and clouds converged.
And that wind and cloud were two distinctly different energies, black and white. It crazily condensed in the open mouth of the massive dragon head, and then…
ROAR!
The dragon spat out a pearl.
Moluo Chengguang had just regained consciousness when the Yin-Yang Dragon Bomb, augmented by space…
BOOM!!!
It directly exploded on his chest.
How strong was Yin-Yang power? A Lesser Grandmaster level of energy, augmented by the power of the Yinglong totem, could unleash Grandmaster-level damage.
Of course, this was also because both were high-prestige items; 1+1 was greater than 3.
It was also because this fellow, Moluo Chengguang, had a decent mind. Perhaps because he had risen from the ranks of ordinary clansmen within the Moluo clan, rather than being royalty, he was skilled in scheming. But his foundation was ultimately a bit thin; perhaps he was resource-fed in the early stages. So, in A'Diao's eyes, he was a bit "watery"—definitely very watery compared to the Grandmasters from Lushan and the Imperial Clan.
BOOM!!!
Moluo Chengguang was blasted away, his body armor manifesting, already showing cracks. He was terrified.
Others were also terrified.
Perhaps the emotion of terror hadn't even reached their nerve endings when this Li Wolong suddenly roared in fury: "You old dog, you're actually from the Moluo Imperial Clan! Truly a thief crying thief, shameless!!!"
"And you even used an illusion on my Brother Feng! Damn your grandfather!"
"Today, all you dogs will stay here for me!"
Tell me, how can one simultaneously thrash an opponent and verbally abuse them during a battle without messing things up?
That, of course, is synchronization. One must never insult first and then fight; that's idiotic.
It must be synchronized, or even insult after hitting.
Anyway, A'Diao was enjoying herself, cursing the Moluo Imperial Clan as dogs, while her hand movements were incredibly fast, basically instant-casting.
First, a wave of mental impact, severely damaging the brain regions of certain individuals. While they were weakened…
"Turn into pigs!"
"Kneel!"
"How shameless of you!"
A one-click, three-combo streamlined service.
Duanmu Biexue and the others only felt a series of "pop pop pop" as pink bubbles appeared. Several people who had come out of the restaurant, along with some others nearby, probably a total of ten to twenty, all transformed into pigs and were disarmed. Then, "thud thud thud," all their pig trotters went soft, and the fat pigs kowtowed!
Just as they finished kowtowing, their bodies suddenly burst into raging flames. This burning, regardless of whether they were Star Realm or Lesser Grandmasters, forced out their original totems.
A field of three-headed dogs.
Indeed, a pack of dogs.
"Damn, alien traitors!"
"They really are traitors."
Jiang Zhou and the other two: "!!!"
It wasn't just them; there were more people in the world who recognized Chen A'Diao than just them. At this moment, many cultivators even shouted, "Damn, Brother Zhao!!!"
"Big Brother!"
"It's Big Brother! Damn, damn, damn!"
Amidst the crowd's exclamations, Moluo Chengguang knew that the situation was lost, but he still didn't forget to attack A'Diao, "Chen A'Diao, you and our clan's young prince, Moluo Yesa, secretly pledged your lives to each other and colluded. I came for our clan's young prince, and now you actually…"
A'Diao couldn't even be bothered to listen to his nonsense. With a flick of her finger.
The corpse on the ground had already transformed, turning into a doppelganger.
A'Diao smiled faintly: "My roommate is the Young Lord of the Heavenly Spirit Clan, the future king of the Heavenly Spirit Clan. Am I brain-damaged, not to choose him, but instead to choose a foolish young prince from your Moluo clan who is chased around by his older brother? An Ice Phoenix is much better looking than a three-headed dog."
Humiliation, extreme humiliation.
A Star Realm cultivator openly humiliating a Grandmaster, openly trampling an alien imperial clan.
Moluo Chengguang, who had been relatively calm, now instinctively exposed himself. His main body suddenly merged with his totem, transforming into a massive three-headed demonic dog, roaring as it charged towards A'Diao.
A'Diao dodged, it pounced, BOOM!!!
She activated all her defenses, barely withstanding this claw attack.
The space felt heavy, filled with a heart-suppressing agitation.
The turtle shell shattered. She retreated, half-kneeling in the void, and ripples of space spread out across the void plane.
For someone who mastered space, space was like flat ground to her. And as she looked up, her disguise, unable to be maintained due to the powerful impact, disintegrated. The disguise effect vanished; the obese body shattered, the wide, tight-fitting robe became loose, her shoes unwearable, her long hair flying. Her features had not yet fully recovered, somewhat blurry, like a pixelated person. Then she was seen pointing her finger at Moluo Chengguang in front of her.
Spatial shackles.
After all, he was a Grandmaster, so she could only shackle him for a second. It seemed her offensive power was insufficient; she couldn't actually harm him, only inflict some damage on his armor. Therefore, her humiliating Moluo Chengguang in this manner was highly unwise, BUT!
From the base opposite, a black ray of light shot out.
The strongest thermal weapon of Blood Abandonment City's main city defense—the Black Obsidian Ray.
BOOM!!!
When Moluo Chengguang's head was pierced by it, this was a coordinated effort.
Perfect coordination.
Duanmu Biexue lowered her head, thinking to herself: And she definitely interfered with that Grandmaster's emotions, otherwise he wouldn't have been easily provoked by a few words. This person's mental body is extremely terrifying.
Everyone remained silent.
Except for Chen A'Diao.
The terrifying energy and destructive power of the Black Obsidian Ray made the air in the entire city feel somewhat scorching. Fortunately, they were cultivators and could still withstand it. But Chen A'Diao's words were like winter's ice and snow.
She said: "Moluo aliens infiltrated, intending to harm this Junior Tutor. It is still unknown whether it was to harm His Highness the Crown Prince through me, thereby shaking the foundation of our Tang Song, or to shake Lushan through me, thereby destroying Tang Song's cultivation foundation. But regardless of which, these people all deserve to die. Today, I, with my noble status, personally ventured into danger to lure these traitors into exposing themselves. My contribution is immense, worthy of song and tears, an effort of painstaking diligence."
"And you… upon seeing me, why do you not bow?"
The preceding words were so righteous and grand, the latter so arrogant and vain.
Finally, she even put on a wickedly charming CEO-like demeanor, hooking her lips and raising an eyebrow, "Is this Junior Tutor not worthy?"
But it had to be said, she was beautiful, strong, and… breathtaking.
A Star Realm cultivator taking on a Grandmaster. Even if she utilized the military base's trump card to kill the Grandmaster, it was still her ability.
Had anyone in the history of Tang Song ever done such a thing?
Yes, the founder of the Dantai Imperial Clan in the first generation, and the founder of Lushan, those of that caliber. They were even more terrifying, achieving kills through sheer strength, without relying on external forces.
But, who were they?
Who was Chen A'Diao?
Why would they subconsciously expect her to measure up to these dominant figures of the first generation?
At that moment, Duanmu Biexue and other people from the first generation were, conversely, the first to clasp their hands in a salute and bow.
Because they came from the first generation, they understood too well that if a prodigy rose against the current in their era, one must never defy her. Because regardless of whether she fell in the future or not, you would merely be a stepping stone on her path. If you made trouble, you wouldn't even qualify as a stepping stone; you could only become grass on a grave mound.
So they bowed extremely quickly.
They had practically no integrity.
Even Duanmu Biexue was like this. It was only the modern people, influenced by three hundred years of history and modern upbringing, who found it very difficult to fully accept a 19-year-old girl possessing such a formidable status and position.
But… looking at the headless corpse of the Moluo Grandmaster on the ground.
Well, as a person, bowing when you can't win isn't shameful.
So they bowed their heads and clasped their hands in salute.
"Greetings, Junior Tutor."
At that moment, A'Diao only felt… this official title was a bit shabby.
That dog Dantai, stingy and petty!
Was she vain? If it weren't for farming Mental Power, would she even care if these people bowed to her?
Though she said this, Toilet still felt that a little evil dragon was doing a hula dance in her heart.
Hmm… she just loved power, loved the strength of being high up and not having to bow her head.
In the conference room, many people were looking at Chen Xun.
What kind of monsters were this family?
They saw this robot smiling.
It was a very doting kind of smile.
But they felt so sour.
Dog Chen Ran, go to hell!!!
The Commander suddenly said, "Does your sister have a boyfriend?"
In a second, he saw this super talent, for whom he had written several draft transfer requests, instantly lose his smile, staring at him like a greatly wronged person.
The Commander felt a chill run down his spine: "…"
I was just asking.
At this time, the lurking Zongzheng Weiye and others nearby felt their minds collapsing. How could this be possible!
Zongzheng Weiye immediately sent a message back to the Imperial Clan.
At this moment, when the old men in the Imperial Clan saw the information, all their expressions changed.
A lower-grade Star Realm cultivator hard-countering a Grandmaster?
Are you kidding?
Although Moluo Chengguang was not from the Moluo Imperial Clan, and the prestige of his Grandmaster title wasn't that high, he was still an expert cultivated by an affiliated power, granted the royal surname, and had survived from three hundred years ago. He still had some level of skill; it was impossible for him to be directly…
After seeing the detailed specifics, including the battle footage.
Old Sixth of the Imperial Clan, being the technical type, made a judgment.
"It's not entirely deviating from our previous predictions. She already possessed the capital to fight one major realm above her own. Now that she has shed the suppression of her bloodline, her true aptitude has probably exploded in all aspects—see? She can instantly stun a Grandmaster, which means her mental body has already surpassed the limits of a Grandmaster and may have touched the Spirit King level. And with her aptitude, when she breaks through to the Star Realm, her physique should be able to reach Transcendent. Calculating the strength of a Transcendent Star Realm physique, she will probably only need two months to reach the peak of the Star Realm, and simultaneously, she will basically be invincible at the Grandmaster level."
"Her mental body aptitude is so high, she can definitely break through to Spirit King… When she breaks through, with such terrifying progress, she will naturally be blessed by fortune."
"You know the consequences. Back then, apart from one Lushan Founder, how much trouble did he bring to our Imperial Clan? Now he still wishes to be on equal footing with us."
"We cannot hesitate any longer."
Even considering the fallout with Lushan after exposure, Chen A'Diao must be nipped in the bud!
She was too terrifying.
However, just as they were making their decision, suddenly~!! BOOM!
The secret space they were in suddenly trembled.
What was happening?!!
Simultaneously, powerful as they were, they felt an irresistible pressure from the space above. All their energy bodies were suppressed, breathing became somewhat difficult, the air grew arid, all living beings subconsciously felt uneasy, and even the plants and trees withered slightly.
This was it. All the warning lines of the aerospace external departments lit up red.
Danger! Danger! Danger!
Extraterrestrial rays descending!
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