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Chapter 62 - 62 49 The Sparrow Stalks Behind!

62: Chapter 49, The Sparrow Stalks Behind!

62: Chapter 49, The Sparrow Stalks Behind!

“Bro, did you hear any sounds?” Little Fatty waded through the water, asking aloud.

They had just emerged from the Evil God Cave Mansion and in the blink of an eye, they were transported to the center of this lake.

Tang Fei stopped in his tracks, pricked his ears, and after listening carefully for a while, said, “Nope.

Did you hear something?”

“It must’ve been my mistake,” he said with some trepidation, glancing at the Skull Hammer he was carrying.

“Ever since I picked up this hammer, I’ve felt off…

I’m afraid I might turn into a monster by accident, now I’m even starting to hear things…”

“You’ll get used to it.” Tang Fei gave Little Fatty a stern look and said, “I’m telling you, you better use it well and don’t even think about losing it on purpose.”

“Bro, how could you think that of me?” Little Fatty replied, annoyed.

“If you tell me to use it, I’ll keep using it.

Why would I lose it on purpose?”

“That’s true,” Tang Fei nodded and continued, “You’re not like old dad…”

Old dad could pull off such a trick, intentionally breaking or losing anything he didn’t like, just like a Husky.

Such bad taste!

“Bro, why did you say your name was Lu Yu just now?” Little Fatty asked.

“Godfather didn’t even come in with us.”

“I’m afraid the Evil God might seek revenge on me,” Tang Fei replied.

“If he happens to be a True God and goes to King Yama to check the Book of Life and Death, wouldn’t he find me straight away?”

“Oh.

It’s like laying false trails, similar to digging several traps when hunting.” Little Fatty’s face lit up in realization, looking at Tang Fei with admiration.

He said, “Big bro, you’ve really thought this through.”

“One must think ahead to avoid future troubles.”

“But why did you use godfather’s name?

What if the Evil God goes after godfather?”

“I was too nervous and couldn’t think of anyone else,” Tang Fei replied.

“Next time I’ll use Monkey Skin.”

“Bro, don’t use Monkey Skin.

He’s my friend,” Little Fatty said seriously.

“Alright, alright, I’ll make up some random name next time,” Tang Fei conceded.

Little Fatty was single-minded; once he set his mind on something, he wouldn’t let it go.

“Thanks, bro,” Little Fatty said cheerfully.

The two of them clambered to shore, tossed the Pulse Guns and hammers they were carrying, and then lay gasping for breath on the sand.

This tomb raiding had indeed been quite a hair-raising adventure.

They had thought all the adventurers from New Star were gone and they could just swoop in for some easy pickings.

But then they ran into the Evil God and nearly lost their lives there and then.

Luckily, the Evil God only had a wisp of divine thought left.

If his true form had still been alive, they feared even one swing of his hammer could have pounded them into meat paste…

Tomb raiding?

Spare me your precious head.

Yet, fortune favors the bold.

Seeing that Skull Hammer, Tang Fei felt that this trip was totally worth it.

The folks from the Phoenix Empire had come all this way from New Star to search for the tomb, and not only did they not find the Great Tomb, they nearly lost their lives too.

As for himself, with just a bit of fumbling around, heh, guess what?

He had picked up a Divine Artifact.

“Heh heh heh…” Tang Fei couldn’t contain his glee.

Little Fatty was terrified and quickly scrambled up from the ground, eying Tang Fei and asking, “Bro, are you alright?”

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Tang Fei replied.

“Hungry?”

“Starving,” Little Fatty responded.

“I’m about to die of hunger.”

“Impossible,” Tang Fei said.

“You’re like a camel; you wouldn’t have any problems if you went a week without food or drink.”

“…”

Tang Fei was hungry too, so he decided to have a drink of water to fill his belly first.

Using their most practiced technique, they crouched on all fours, dipping their heads to the lake surface to drink…

“Giggle, giggle, doesn’t he look just like a dog drinking water?” A woman’s voice suddenly sounded near their ears.

“Who’s there?” Tang Fei rolled over and grabbed the Pulse Gun that was lying on the ground into his arms.

Ever since encountering the Evil God, Little Fatty had been jittery.

In the dead of night, suddenly hearing a woman’s laughter, he was so frightened that his fat was quivering.

Completely forgetting about his hunger, he snatched up the nearby Pulse Gun and began to look around, on guard.

Gun in hand, courage restored.

A gun is a man’s greatest reliance, his firmest support.

Just talking big won’t cut it.

A group of people emerged from the dense woods in front of them, men and women, as young as twenty or thirty, and some aged forty or fifty.

They donned the same deep space suits as Phoenix had when it landed, although the colors and styles weren’t uniform.

Tang Fei had tested them, these suits were breathable and could wick away sweat, as well as provide cooling and warmth, offering a certain degree of physical defense; they were simple and convenient in a fight, with no hindrance.

Except for the crotch being a bit tight, uncomfortably constricting.

By looking at these people’s outfits alone, one could tell they had come down from New Star.

Each of them held various high-tech weapons, spread out in a fan formation, surrounding Tang Fei and Little Fatty.

Tang Fei inwardly cursed his luck, like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

He had thought that he had taken advantage of Phoenix, not expecting that others were hiding behind, waiting to take advantage of them.

Clearly, these people had come prepared, probably having waited on shore for quite some time.

He and Little Fatty had just emerged from the cave, barely escaping with their lives, and before they could even catch their breath, they had been wrapped up like dumplings by these people.

After encountering the Evil God, he had vomited blood three times in a row, and his body was now somewhat weak…

Little Fatty was clueless about cultivation; he feared they would not be able to withstand them.

“The lad is pretty vigilant,” a young girl with snow-white skin and a head full of small braids spoke up, “It seems the Old Land is not lacking in talent, eh?”

Tang Fei recognized her voice; she was the one who had mockingly said he drank water like a dog earlier.

Your giggling sounds more like a hen…

“Who are you people?” Tang Fei fixed his gaze on the girl, asking aloud.

“Why don’t you tell us first.

Who are you?” The Little Braided Woman looked at Tang Fei with a grin, glancing at Little Fatty, and clicked her tongue in praise, “See that?

They’re holding Pulse Guns in their hands…”

“If I’m not mistaken, that’s the latest Xi Feng Mark III produced by the Phoenix Empire…

I haven’t even gotten my hands on one yet, and they have already been equipped with them.

I’m envious,” she said.

“What’s the use of having Pulse Guns if they can’t operate them?” A blond-haired, blue-eyed middle-aged man joked, his accent strange, revealing he was a foreigner.

After the great disaster, due to travel difficulties, communications between the East and the West had ceased instantly.

Tang Fei and Little Fatty rarely went out, this was actually their first time seeing a living foreigner.

It was only in the magazines collected by the old man that he had seen many paper people without clothes…

“Is that so?

Mr.

Simon looks down on people quite a bit, doesn’t he?” the Little Braided Woman said cheerfully.

“Look at their dress and manner, clearly country bumpkins from the Old Land…

Not sure where they got the guns from, just showing off.

I bet they don’t even know where the on/off switch of a Pulse Gun is, right?” The young man spoke up, full of scorn for Tang Fei and Little Fatty, the refugees from the Old Land.

This was the general attitude of the nobility from New Star toward the remnants of the Old Land.

Despising your poverty, ridiculing your ugliness, hating your wickedness, scorning your ignorance…

Tang Fei and Little Fatty, these two half-grown wild lads, were even less regarded by them.

“Regardless of who they are, they are the ones we have been looking for.

Our invisible Flying Device detected them three days ago, and has been tracking their movements ever since…” Pointing at the Skull Hammer on the ground emitting a cold silver light and then pointing at the pitch-black cloak on Tang Fei’s body, the Little Braided Woman said, “They didn’t have these before; seems like these are their latest spoils, eh?”

Tang Fei’s scalp tingled with fear.

They had been monitored for the past three days?

Wasn’t that when he and Little Fatty were roaming the mountains far and wide?

Invisible Flying Device?

What the hell was that?

He himself was an expert at Qi Mastery Stage, with exceptional eyesight and hearing, able to sense even the slightest rustling within dozens of meters.

How had he missed this?

How high in the sky had they been monitoring from?

Or was it that he hadn’t noticed even when they were invisibly monitoring from close range?

This feeling of being steamrolled by technology was infuriating, coupled with a sense of helpless disappointment.

That’s the price for being uneducated…

“It seems they have entered the Great Tomb and brought back some gifts,” Simon said with a cunning smile but a voice full of regret, “Too bad, before they even got warm, they’re about to change owners.”

He looked at Tang Fei and continued, “You can see the situation now.

If I were you, I would hand over anything I got from the Great Tomb immediately.”

Then he pointed towards the lake behind and added, “Of course, before that, put down those Pulse Guns in your hands…

although I’m not sure if you know how to use them, better put them down…”

“Then take steps back into the water.

Wait for us to take the items and leave before you climb out of the water.

Until that moment, you’ll be safe,” he proposed.

Looking at Tang Fei, he asked, “What do you think of my suggestion?”

Bang!

Without hesitation, Tang Fei pulled the trigger.

「Crack!」

A crisp sound rang out, and the blond-haired, blue-eyed man was torn to shreds by the Pulse Gun.

Flesh and blood splattered everywhere, a complete mess.

To Tang Fei, you could call me poor, say I’m ugly.

But you can’t take my things.

If you try to take my things, I’ll fight you to the death.

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