Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 124 - 98 A Style of Swordsmanship (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Er Dong Chen XiaoPangZi!)

Chapter 124: Chapter 98 A Style of Swordsmanship (Extra for Alliance Hierarch Er Dong Chen XiaoPangZi!)

The golden light that had been gathering strength was darting back and forth through the conference room.

Severed hands, feet, and heads flew into the air.

The white-haired elder was split from head to foot with a single blow, his body cleaving into two halves.

The few survivors roared and lashed out with their counterattacks.

——But Wu Xiaode had already changed his position, appearing behind one of them.

The Dream Blowing Blade was incomparably sharp, bisecting the man’s waist with a slash, instantly cutting him in two.

The others immediately launched an attack at this man’s back.

Wu Xiaode had already initiated a "side dodge," leaping into the air, his long blade sweeping forward.

A head soared into the sky.

This kind of fight was too despairing.

"Run!"

Someone howled, rushing toward the door.

Wu Xiaode landed, turned back, and flung a blade light that cut through the door and the two men guarding it, sending them flying into the corridor, creating a splattered trail of blood.

The last man charged into the corridor——

Suddenly, a fist appeared out of the Void and struck him right in the neck.

Crack.

The sound of a breaking neck echoed.

The man fell to the ground with his neck twisted, convulsing a few times before growing still.

Wu Xiaode sheathed his blade and dispersed the Demon Mist enveloping him, turning his gaze to the hooded figure in the holographic image.

"I hear you want to kill Xia Huilan?" he asked.

"It’s you... Wu Xiaode." The man in the hood kept his eyes fixed on him.

"You know me?"

"Of course I do, and by the way, since you’ve found this place, I presume the incident in the mountain village was your doing as well."

"Mountain village? I don’t know what you’re talking about."

"Join the Holy Sect, Wu Xiaode. You might not yet understand the true reality of this world, but I can tell you."

"I’m all ears."

"This world is a dungeon, and in the depths of this dungeon, a terrifying Demon God is imprisoned. Every one of us living here, upon our deaths, will become food, offered up to the Demon God."

Wu Xiaode was somewhat surprised.

What the man claimed was somewhat different from what he knew.

In the parallel world, deep beneath the earth lied the church of the Holy Sect, and deeper still, one could hear the roars of the One-eyed Giant.

... Perhaps the Holy Sect held many secrets unknown to others.

Wu Xiaode’s thoughts flashed like lightning, and then he smiled and asked, "How many Demon Gods are there?"

"I can’t tell you more, what I’ve just told you is already information only the Bishops are privy to," said the hooded man.

"So you say, if there are so many Demon Gods, what can we mortals do? What can your Holy Sect do?" Wu Xiaode questioned.

"For countless years, we have been the only force to engage directly with the Demon Gods; we are attempting to harness the Power of the Demon Gods to rule over everything," the hooded man claimed.

"Rule over everything? Impossible," Wu Xiaode sighed.

He remembered the man with wings sprouting from his back.

Angel.

An Angel could destroy everything here with a mere wave of the hand.

Seeing such an attitude from Wu Xiaode, the hooded man switched his tone abruptly and stated:

"Wu Xiaode, if you are determined to be an enemy of the Holy Sect, you will surely regret it."

"Actually, I have no intention of opposing you, but... you’ve killed too many, and looking at you makes my hands itch," Wu Xiaode said.

"Mark my words, you will regret it," the hooded man said gravely.

The holographic image then shut off.

The next second, a loud "clang" resounded, and three stars emitting dazzling light emerged above Wu Xiaode’s head.

This scene was invisible to others, but Wu Xiaode could see it all clearly.

Rows of tiny characters radiating with Ice Frost cold air rapidly appeared before his eyes:

"Congratulations, you’ve completed the task!"

"You have received the praise of the other party’s ancestral spirit!"

"Praise level: four stars (the highest rating for the current task)."

"The ancestral spirit has granted you an increase in soul power limit and replenished your Soul Power."

"Current soul power value: 19/19."

"Because you’ve completed a task, you have earned the right to post a task on the ’Wishing Wall’!"

"In addition, because the praise level reached four stars, you have gained an additional gift of thanks from that spirit."

"Please wait a moment."

"That spirit will pass on the extra gift of thanks to you through the Book of the Dead!"

Wu Xiaode scanned the messages and finally let out a sigh of relief.

These prompts were the same as when he had obtained the Iron Hand Blocking the River and the Lone Journey through the Wind and Snow.

Soul Power and the like were just basic rewards.

——The extra gift of thanks from the spirit was what mattered most!

If he had to wait a little while, then wait he would.

Wu Xiaode stepped out of the conference room, glanced disdainfully at the blood on the floor, hopped onto the railing, and prepared to leave.

A force silently surged within his body.

The newly gained point of Soul Power made his body even stronger.

Wu Xiaode nodded slightly.

Soul Power was the foundation of everything, he must find a way to keep increasing it!

He was about to set off when his phone rang.

The emperor’s voice suddenly sounded as the phone automatically activated:

"Quick, Little Wu, Bing Er and the others have encountered the enemy, hurry and help them!"

Wu Xiaode was startled and said, "Your Majesty, here—"

"Never mind that, I’ve arranged for someone to clean up there, hurry up, go and save Bing Er!"

As soon as the words were spoken.

A Mobile Battle Armor several meters tall rapidly descended from the sky, hovering outside the building, emitting a series of roaring noises.

This was in the middle of a bustling area.

Fortunately, Wu Xiaode reacted quickly, releasing a Silent Demon Mist that completely concealed the Mobile Battle Armor, preventing any chaos.

"Your Majesty, do we not need to hide anything anymore?" Wu Xiaode asked in surprise.

"You have that kind of mist—now is not the time to discuss this, hurry and save them!" said the Emperor.

Wu Xiaode jumped into the cockpit of the Mecha.

Roar——

The Mobile Battle Armor let out a deafening roar and shot up into the sky, disappearing from view.

Such a massive roar naturally caught the ears of many.

Posts of inquiry began to surface online gradually.

...

Inside the Mecha.

Wu Xiaode intently watched the live-feed situation on the screen.

A black off-road vehicle was speeding along a suburban highway in the city.

Not far behind it, a blonde man in white long pants was sprinting at full speed, chasing after it.

The Empire’s hidden Mecha troops had already been deployed.

They charged in battle formation, attempting to block the blonde man.

But it was to no avail.

Any weapon that struck the blonde man was unable to inflict the slightest wound.

The golden-haired man casually threw a punch that sent the Mobile Battle Armor flying, rolling on the ground non-stop before finally exploding into a ball of flames.

Zhao Zhibing stood on the roof of the off-road vehicle, holding a longbow and occasionally shooting arrows.

The golden-haired man paid some attention to these arrows.

He kept running and dodging.

However, the arrows could only slightly delay his speed, unable to hold him back at all.

Wu Xiaode watched the golden-haired man and felt a bit relieved.

At least he was human.

The other vehicles around, even if they saw it, would think this was a rather normal filming method.

A cop movie perhaps.

Sci-fi movies also have such scenes.

—This lie could be justified.

And furthermore.

It didn’t matter who this pursuer was.

As long as that man with the white wings didn’t show up, Wu Xiaode still felt relatively calm.

Suddenly, lines of text appeared on the screen, introducing the previous situations.

The Emperor’s voice rang out again:

"Little Wu, your mecha is flying at full strength, and you will soon reach your destination. I suggest you take this opportunity to start live streaming and send a message telling everyone that all of this is just filming."

"Sure, no problem," Wu Xiaode nodded and said.

Since using the parallel world for a video last time, basically no one questioned him anymore.

How could they question him?

You could say the bone dragon was fake, fine.

Everything that happened in the parallel world was real; the monsters were real.

But not in reality!

So it must be special effects.

No one could argue with that.

After last night, the ratio of surviving Awakeners had dwindled to one in ten.

Those who survived were thinking of ways, praying to get through tonight safely.

Who had time to mind the Fu Xi Royal Family’s affairs?

Why make an enemy for no reason?

Wu Xiaode took out his phone, logged into the live streaming app, began the live stream, and started speaking to the camera.

"Ah, dear viewers, hello."

"I’ve seen some posts just now mentioning a car chase in the suburbs of Dongjin City."

"I urge everyone not to go there."

"An intense filming session is in progress there, and if passersby delay the shooting, we won’t be able to finish it today."

"What? Lots of highways have appeared?"

"Sorry about that, it was due to our temp workers messing with the holographic imaging equipment."

"Really, some friends must have tried it out; those highways are fake and completely impassable."

Ding ding ding!

Suddenly, a siren sounded:

"Approaching destination, please prepare for battle!"

Wu Xiaode was just about to reach out to end the live stream when suddenly he noticed a line of text appearing on the screen:

"Unexpected situation!"

Wu Xiaode was startled and slowly looked towards the real-time combat footage on the mecha.

He saw that the golden-haired man had turned into a three-meter-tall wild wolf with a human face, emitting firelight all over its body.

Where it tread, clusters of fiery flames burned incessantly.

On the highway, though the vehicles were not many, people were rushing out to see what was happening.

This guy was strong.

Luckily, for now, it was only chasing Li Kunlun and hadn’t attacked other humans.

Otherwise, it definitely couldn’t have been kept a secret.

He must be stopped!

With this thought, Wu Xiaode became anxious.

He forced a smile at the camera and said, "Alright, I’m about to enter the scene, this live stream is over, see you all next time."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to end the live stream.

But he found that he could no longer control his own hand.

What’s going on?

Wu Xiaode looked at the Book of the Dead, only to see that its pages were already filled with lines of ice crystal text:

"Commission settlement complete."

"Stopping the slaughter, seeking the reason, avenging through killing—these three deeds have pleased the spirit greatly."

"The spirit who issued the commission is about to descend."

The next instant.

So that’s how it is.

"Still that familiar feeling... but at least let me end the live stream."

He groaned.

But it was useless; apart from his hand, he had lost control over the rest of his body as well.

In front of the camera—

Under the watchful eyes of countless viewers, Wu Xiaode stood up from the pilot seat and lightly pushed open the cockpit door.

This was high up in the sky.

The sun shone brilliantly, the sky was cloudless.

The mecha was at a not-too-high altitude, and the wind was not fierce.

Wu Xiaode himself seemed different.

A distinguished, otherworldly aura emanated from him.

At this moment, just by looking at him, one felt a surge of valiant, worshipful intent in their heart.

Perhaps to the viewers, this was just the skill of a professional actor—

The kid got into character.

Wu Xiaode’s eyes shone with a sharp determination as he walked to the edge of the cockpit, looking down at the chase unfolding on the ground.

He whispered, "So be it, by this battle, I shall perform a style of swordplay with you."

Just then, the black off-road vehicle happened to pass below the Mobile Battle Armor.

Wu Xiaode beckoned with his hand.

In the vast expanse above Qing Ming, from the deep reaches of the sky came a sound of swords clashing like metal against stone.

Radiance pierced through the heavens, manifesting as a long sword with an icy presence, floating in front of Wu Xiaode.

He reached out and lightly flicked the blade, chanting aloud:

"Recalling past drinks on Wu Bridge, the crowd was full of heroes.

Silent flows the river, moonlight streaming along,

Through the sparse shadows of apricot blossoms, I blew my flute till dawn."

As his voice faded, he grasped the long sword, leaping into the wind, soaring up like an immortal towards the clouds, and drifting away.

The camera view became empty.

This scene was witnessed by millions through the live stream.

Latterly, incessantly people came to watch the playback of this live stream, etching it forever in their minds.