Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 132 - 105: His Commission!

Chapter 132: Chapter 105: His Commission!

Beneath the sky.

The blood-stained ruins had turned into deep caverns, buried deep by the fog.

The police and personnel from various departments had already arrived.

They sealed off the fog so that nothing could get through, but since they had not received orders, they were hesitant to enter the fog.

The crowd was kept outside.

Many faces showed signs of anxiety, loudly questioning the police, unable to restrain themselves from wanting to enter the fog to find out what had happened.

"Most likely they have relatives in the hospital, that’s why they are anxious now," Li Kunlun said.

"Should we clear the fog?" Zhao Zhibing asked.

"Even if we don’t, there’s nothing we can do. Everyone is dead; we can’t bring them back," Li Kunlun said.

The two looked at Wu Xiaode.

However, Wu Xiaode’s gaze wandered among the crowd.

He looked at those worried and anxious faces, sighed after a long moment, and said,

"Yes, there’s nothing we can do..."

Suddenly, a streak of light flew from a distance.

It was Xia Ni, holding Xia Huilan.

"Little Wu, what happened?" Xia Huilan asked.

"Someone attacked the hospital," Wu Xiaode said.

"How are the casualties?" Xia Huilan asked in shock.

Wu Xiaode moved his mouth slightly, and after several breaths, he said, "We haven’t tallied them yet."

"Was this to kill me? Little Wu, isn’t what we are doing beneficial for the world?" Xia Huilan asked disheartenedly.

"Sister Lan, we have encountered evil people before, it’s nothing new," Wu Xiaode said.

Xia Huilan clenched her teeth and said, "Give me one more night, I will have this Mobile Battle Armor designed—"

Before she could finish,

a dirty magic hand suddenly emerged from the Void, striking behind Xia Huilan with five styles of Iron Wire Fist!

A clashing noise burst forth intensely.

In the blink of an eye—

Wu Xiaode’s expression changed, and suddenly the fog spread out, enveloping Xia Huilan as well.

Xia Ni suddenly let out a painful cry.

Whoosh!

Wu Xiaode drew his Blade, instantly sweeping a golden light by Xia Ni’s side.

The golden light vanished partially.

This meant it had struck something invisible.

Li Kunlun shouted loudly, "Say something!"

"If only there was something that could see invisible beings," Zhao Zhibing immediately said.

Li Kunlun snapped his fingers on the spot.

Suddenly, a giant lens floated above everyone’s heads, illuminating all around it, instantly spotlighting a vague black shadow.

"Heaven Five Thunders!"

Zhao Zhibing threw a deep blue talisman.

Five rays of Thunder Light flashed, hitting the creature, causing it to stagger away, smoking, attempting to escape into the distance.

Cold sweat broke out on Wu Xiaode’s back.

If it wasn’t for the dirty magic hand, Xia Huilan might have been in great danger!

The creature fled the range of the lens and became invisible again, speaking in a hoarse voice,

"You can’t stay in such magic forever."

"Wu Xiaode... your life is coming to an end. I will always be by your side, and the moment you slip up, I will kill anyone near you, plunging you into absolute despair."

"Only then will I slowly torture you to death."

"This is the price you pay for opposing the Holy Sect."

Boom—

Just as the voice faded, a loud noise came from the direction of the Royal Palace, a deep red flame mixed with thick smoke rising into the sky.

"The royal family is in danger!" Zhao Zhibing said, alarmed.

"Stay calm! I’ve bestowed a life-protecting device on the Emperor," Li Kunlun shouted.

"When was this?" Zhao Zhibing immediately asked.

"During dinner—you know, we emperors are very cautious about our lives. I completely understand him, so I materialized a spatial protection transfer shield for him—he’s been transported to the place he usually frequents," Li Kunlun said.

Wu Xiaode pulled Xia Huilan and Xia Ni behind him, glancing at Xia Ni’s wound.

Half of her arm was gone.

"No worries, I was just about to replace her with a new mechanism," Xia Huilan said calmly, her voice extremely steady.

Her face was somewhat pale.

Wu Xiaode was silent for a few moments, then suddenly his body shook, releasing a rolling fog that enveloped in every direction.

"What’s wrong, Little Wu?" Xia Huilan asked.

"It seems my Demon Hand sensed the presence of that creature, which is why I saved you—"

He unbuckled the Dream Blowing Blade from his waist and handed it into the Void.

A pair of Demon Hands took the Blade and instantly vanished.

"Everyone, keep quiet,"

Wu Xiaode said.

The crowd suddenly realized and nodded together.

The fog thickened.

Within the fog-covered area, all fell silent.

After a while,

Li Kunlun ceased the magic.

The lens above disappeared along with it.

Now only the silent Demon Mist remained in the Void.

Wu Xiaode hid among the crowd within it, quietly waiting.

One moment.

Two moments.

Three moments.

Time slowly passed.

Who knows how long it had been, but suddenly waves of fog surged, forming a few lines of large characters in mid-air:

"The king lies buried beneath the spring, his bones turned to mud; I, amid the human world, show snow upon my head."

Wu Xiaode’s eyebrows raised.

This was the Demon Hand with the Dream Blowing Blade, preparing to unleash "Lone Journey Amidst the Wind and Snow"!

The next second.

Golden light burst from within the depths of the fog.

A miserable scream followed.

But that wasn’t all.

Snowflakes drifted all around, creating an impenetrable blizzard.

The second move had also been struck!

"No, all beings will never know me—"

The creature let out a despairing roar, but it was quickly drowned out by the sounds of the wind and snow.

After several breaths,

The Demon Hand, dragging a bloody long blade, flew back into Wu Xiaode’s hands.

"I have never seen such an ability before."

Li Kunlun exclaimed.

"What should we do now? Open the mist?" asked Zhao Zhibing.

"There’s no way now, unless we find some traces of a horrific attack to explain what happened at this hospital," Wu Xiaode said.

He glanced at Li Kunlun.

With a casual wave of his hand, Li Kunlun caused numerous pieces of metal shards, and even a few undetonated bombs, to appear on the ground.

"I am going to see the emperor, what about you now?" Zhao Zhibing said.

"You take Kunlun and Sister Lan with you and try to give Sister Lan a workshop to help Xia Ni make a new hand, okay?" Wu Xiaode said.

"That’s simple, what about you?" Zhao Zhibing asked.

"I’m going to do some errands and will be back soon," Wu Xiaode said.

"It’s an hour to midnight, be careful," Zhao Zhibing said.

"Don’t worry, I leave Sister Lan in your care," Wu Xiaode said.

He looked at Xia Huilan and then at Xia Ni.

Xia Huilan nodded at him, signaling not to worry too much.

Xia Ni, missing an arm, seemed to feel no pain and even smiled at Wu Xiaode.

After they left, Wu Xiaode then dispersed the Silent Demon Mist.

The scene on the ground immediately appeared before everyone’s eyes.

A wave of sorrowful noise surged into the night sky.

Wu Xiaode silently watched the scene, thinking about the newly established country to the north, silently turned his head, and disappeared into the night.

He only covered himself with Demon Mist, stepping on the Demon Hand and quickly flew to the secluded parts of the city.

Unknowingly.

The abandoned campus was ahead.

— He had come here again.

Wu Xiaode, as usual, went up to the teaching building and returned to the classroom he had visited last time.

The equation he had worked out on the blackboard was still there.

That time, to save Xia Huilan, he had called upon the Crow Spirit.

Now—

He had a very clear goal and was just about to issue a commission.

The Book of the Dead sensed his thoughts, instantly emitting wisps of mist, completely engulfing the classroom.

In the mist, a wall covered with various notes silently appeared before Wu Xiaode.

The Wall of Wishes!

Wu Xiaode looked toward the wall, noticing a blank note in the center.

The commission for today had been fulfilled.

It was time for him to put up his commission.

Wu Xiaode reached out and plucked the blank note from the wall, spreading it in his hand.

He spoke:

"A country was established today."

"I am going to destroy it."

"Killing all those cult members might be troublesome... Who will lend me a hand?"

"I can pay nineteen Soul Power points, and one Merit."

Soul Power was secondary.

The key was Merit.

Merit was extremely rare; a single point of Merit could invoke the presence of a great being to tell him the secrets of the Demon Armor.

Now he was putting out another point of Merit.

Would any spirit respond to this?

As Wu Xiaode’s thoughts formed, lines of text quickly materialized on the blank note.

This was exactly the content of his commission.

Wu Xiaode read it over and feeling satisfied, he stuck the note back on the Wall of Wishes.

It wasn’t long.

Breezes blew through the mist.

The note, caught by the wind, suddenly flew off the wall and scattered into the mist, disappearing.

Wu Xiaode breathed a sigh of relief.

The disappearance of the note meant that a spirit had accepted the commission.

Indeed.

The Book of Dead quickly displayed a line of ice crystal characters:

"The commission has been accepted."

"Please wait."

All phenomenon disappeared.

Wu Xiaode returned to the abandoned classroom, not in a rush at all.

He quietly awaited the arrival of a spirit.

— Commissions were guaranteed by the Law of Causality.

If one lacked the ability to help him complete the task of destroying a nation, they simply couldn’t claim the reward of the commission.

Thus, the coming spirit definitely had the power to fulfill the commission!

About seven or eight breaths later.

A feeling suddenly arose in Wu Xiaode’s heart.

It seemed as if something was silently watching him.

He looked around but found nothing.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered how Ya had appeared, squatting on the railing outside the window.

Railing—

Wu Xiaode looked toward the railing.

He saw a thin, snow-white tiger squatting on the railing, quietly watching him.

"Please come in."

Wu Xiaode opened the window.

The tiger lightly leapt and landed inside the classroom.

"I am Wu Xiaode, everyone calls me Little Wu, hello," Wu Xiaode said.

"I am White Tiger, I heard you want to decimate a nation, and this task suits me well," White Tiger said.

"I only slay the evil, not the innocent," Wu Xiaode explained.

"I wouldn’t have come if you targeted the innocent," White Tiger said.

"If there is no problem, let us set out now," Wu Xiaode said.

"Let’s settle this first: the people you seek to kill have long deviated; by coming down from the mountain, I am essentially slaying demons, so the Merit we gain must be divided equally," White Tiger said.

"Agreed," Wu Xiaode quickly said.

"Those people worship demons as gods. After killing them, all their souls are mine, not yours. Otherwise, you’ll encounter endless troubles," White Tiger said.

"Agreed," Wu Xiaode said.

"You just want them dead?" White Tiger asked.

"Every day they live, countless people in this world are killed and sacrificed to the Demon God, so I think it’s better if they all die," Wu Xiaode said with a smile.

White Tiger grinned, revealing sharp fangs, and said, "Then let’s get started."

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