Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 174 - 145 A Woman

Chapter 174: Chapter 145 A Woman

Wu Xiaode swung the bronze spear.

Horizontal block, vertical block, continuous thrusts, afterimages thrusting together!

The various spear techniques came to him naturally, and with each movement, he used them more and more freely.

Each attack deepened his understanding of using the spear.

Simply because he had already mastered the "Slaughter Spear Skill," now it was as simple as "recollecting something."

Wu Xiaode had a thought—

Layers of mist gushed out, covering the bronze spear.

In an instant.

The spear vanished from sight.

—Nice, very nice.

In this way, during a battle, the opponent wouldn’t even be able to see his weapon!

Instantly, ice crystal small print began to appear on the Book of the Dead:

"You have created a spear: Bronze Fang."

"Personal unique item, detachable weapon."

"Possesses the attributes of the dagger ’Wind Fang’:"

"Level 3 sharpness;"

"Attack speed +1;"

"Agility +1."

"Additionally, possesses Silence Form: Can disappear into the silent Demon Mist at any time, undetectable."

Wu Xiaode tossed the spear into the Void.

A bronze hand emerged immediately, took the spear, and once more burrowed into the Void out of sight.

"That’s settled, now one can say—’weapons can be had at any time.’

"Then let’s start digging."

Following Wu Xiaode’s thoughts, all the bronze hands dispersed, the ’Thousand Hands·Defense’ status ended, and they returned to "normal" status.

In this state, only a pair of bronze hands were present.

But they understood Wu Xiaode’s character and could spontaneously know what to do.

One bronze hand handed the dagger to Wu Xiaode, and the other hand took the Holy Shovel from him and began digging forcefully into the ground.

Wu Xiaode secured the dagger and released fog to shroud the surroundings.

He sat on that tattered sofa, watching the bronze hand dig.

It’s strange to say.

The speed at which the Holy Shovel dug was very fast, and after watching for a while, one got a feeling of "spiritual cleansing."

The action of it digging seemed like a silent dedication to some great cause, commanding respect.

You wouldn’t think it was digging a tunnel toward another Demon God’s palace.

—And the entire digging process was silent.

Before long.

A large pit was dug.

The bronze hand spared no effort as it dug downwards, suddenly—

A seductive, languid female voice came from below:

"Is it Ulysses? Why are you digging a passage to my palace and yours?"

—We’ve hit the target!

Wu Xiaode’s heart shook, and he quickly collected the bronze hands and the Holy Shovel, quickly retreating.

Only the deep tunnel remained where he was.

After several breaths, perhaps receiving no response, the female voice from below spoke again:

"Hehe, are you seeking... amusement?"

"Too bad, you’re too weak; if you try to play with me, you’ll probably die very fast, you know?"

"Or is it that—"

"You and your brother want to play with me together?"

"That won’t do either, you’re too weak and soon there will only be a skeleton left—have you really thought this through?"

Still, there was no response.

The woman wondered aloud, "Ulysses, have you been defeated by your own brother?"

There was no reply.

A curious "Eh" sound came from below, followed by gusts of wind gushing out.

Very soon.

A figure leaped out from below.

It was a woman dressed in a long white robe, graceful and out of this world, stunningly beautiful and poised.

She looked around, only to see the entire crowdfunding hall empty, not a soul in sight.

"Where are the two hypocrites?"

The woman said in wonder.

In front of Wu Xiaode, the Book of the Dead suddenly flipped open:

"Be cautious."

"This Demon God has concealed her title, and the book can only see a trace of the rule power on her:"

"—She is an entity not to be gazed upon; once she is looked at, one will be subjected to some unknown influence."

What?

There’s such a thing?

Wu Xiaode shook his head and chuckled bitterly—

He had already seen her!

What was he to do now?

The woman’s every move was elegant and ethereal, her beauty was aloof yet demure.

She walked around the great hall, thought for a moment with her head down, and then suddenly looked up at the ceiling.

Dust fluttered down from the ceiling.

The sounds and vibrations of a battle faintly made their way down.

"It’s the Black Dragon... Why is she so enraged?"

The woman narrowed her eyes.

She listened quietly for several breaths.

"No, there is also the presence of the One-eyed Giant, hmm, this is Holy Power."

"They are all fighting in the Black Dragon’s palace!"

"What on earth has happened? No, I must go and see."

Her figure leaped up, but midway, she paused.

"Could it be some kind of trap..."

The woman pondered for several breaths, then abruptly surveyed the whole crowdfunding hall.

"Bone-Eroding Love."

The woman whispered softly.

Two dim lights flew from her body, wandering around the great hall for a while.

One of the lights lingered in front of her, listlessly.

The other light soared heavenward, passing through the hole towards the palace above.

"Big Ulysses is not here, Little Ulysses is above..."

"It seems this isn’t any trap."

The woman relaxed.

Boom!

In the distance.

The rumblings of battle came from deep within the ceiling.

"Hmm... the smell of blood, they are fighting fiercely."

"I have to be careful, I must be fully dressed."

The woman grinned slightly, and her white robe suddenly ripped open, transforming into streaks of black light that materialized on her body.

It was a suit of pitch-black Battle Armor.

Yet, this Battle Armor was different from ordinary ones, consisting merely of a few scant pieces like a bikini, and long black stockings.

It was only then that Wu Xiaode saw that she was wearing a pair of black boots and that at some point, a long whip covered in snake scales appeared in her hand.

A collar full of spikes hung around her snow-white neck.

A pair of curved long horns appeared among her deep purple hair, and a long tail grew out from behind her.

Her aura changed in an instant.

If she had been dignified and noble before, at that moment she had become full of danger and allure.

"Hehe, it wasn’t easy to make them all fall for me, just as they were about to steal the Giant’s gemstones for me..."

"Just don’t die at the hands of the Black Dragon."

The woman licked the corner of her mouth, soared into the air, and her entire being turned into a shadowy figure. She instantly penetrated the ceiling and disappeared without a trace.

Gone?

Good riddance!

Wu Xiaode felt a sudden chill in his heart, leaned against the wall, and began to gasp for breath.

When that woman was here, it was as if some magic power made him entirely unable to muster the desire to deal with her.

He had tried several times—

Even the thought of fighting couldn’t arise in his mind.

He was even about to dispel the Silence Form to strike up a conversation with her.

—And she just stood there, doing nothing.

What kind of power was that!

It was truly terrifying!

Wu Xiaode shook his head, dashed out a few steps, and dove down through the hole into the ground.

He passed through the junction of two palaces.

A completely new palace revealed itself below.

This palace, however, was wholly different from the previous ones.

It was entirely pink.

The whole palace was covered with sharp spikes, and countless white bones hung upon those spikes.

And there were pillars of iron supporting the ground and the ceiling, glowing red-hot, covered with white bones wearing shackles.

On the ground were various instruments of torture, crowded and heaped up into several mounds.

—But all the instruments were pink.

Wu Xiaode looked closely, but found it odd.

One would expect that after such torment, the bones would show a struggle, but instead, these white bones, whether embracing a pillar or a spike, all seemed to show a longing to be satisfied, without any sign of struggle.

Wu Xiaode felt the hairs on his neck stand up and couldn’t help shaking his head.

This place had an evil aura.

—Like a pink Hell.

Just as he was thinking, the Book of the Dead opened, revealing rows of ice crystal letters:

"You have reached the fourth layer."

"Entering the fourth layer of the Demon Lair, your task is rated as Class B."

"You may exchange for a Class B title and return to the Holy City."

Class B title already!

It’s been a tough journey, I wonder what level the "Death God" title is.

Wu Xiaode muttered to himself.

The "Death God" was already hammered to death by the One-eyed Giant, so naturally, there’s no way to know.

He wasn’t asking for much.

As long as he could get a powerful Name Skill like the one the "Death God" had, that would be satisfying.

Powerful...

After going down these layers, seeing the power of these Demon Gods, Wu Xiaode had never craved power so intensely.

"Down to the next layer!"

He gritted his teeth and said.

The bronze hand emerged immediately, holding the Holy Shovel and quickly digging downwards.

While digging, Wu Xiaode suddenly felt something was off.

All his mind was filled with the image of that woman just now.

Her every frown and smile, every move, even just the image of her standing there in a bikini and black stockings without moving—

It was as though some magic lingered; she occupied his entire heart.

He simply couldn’t think of anything else.

Even the bronze hand that was digging started to slow down under the influence of his thoughts.

Wu Xiaode wore an incredulous expression.

Love?

Is this love?

No, absolutely not, this power goes beyond emotion, it’s horrifying!

He merely looked at that woman from afar, yet his emotions and thoughts are completely controlled by her!

The Book of the Dead also revealed several rows of ice crystal letters:

"This is a terrifying evil power hidden within ’love’."

"You must find the corresponding thought to counter it!"

No good!

If this continues, my own consciousness will cease to exist!

Quick, think of something!

Women... love...

Find something else to replace it?

Wu Xiaode immediately recalled many films he had seen—

Even the most formidable and ultimate dramas.

Useless!

He then imagined the world’s famous actresses.

Still useless!

Damn, I didn’t expect to be caught in such a trap—

What else can be done?

Wu Xiaode felt his consciousness sinking, his emotions growing more intense by the moment, wishing to do anything for that woman.

Just to make her happy!

In the end... is there no way out?

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes.

The scene where he snatched flowers from Zhao Junyu’s hands and offered them to Li Zheng appeared.

The image of that woman quivered.

It worked!

Now he needed stronger thoughts to resist her!

A graceful figure suddenly flashed through Wu Xiaode’s mind.

Xie Huilan.

Standing prettily on the street corner, she looked at him with a face full of scolding, "Don’t fight anymore, do you hear me?"

Boom—

All thoughts collapsed.

The image of the woman full of allure shattered completely and no longer existed in Wu Xiaode’s heart.

Wu Xiaode opened his eyes in amazement.

It worked!

Thinking of Xie Huilan actually broke the other’s Charming power!

—Why is that?

He looked puzzledly at the Book of the Dead.

Rows of ice crystal letters emerged on the page:

"This book is proficient in the knowledge of the Death clan and all the knowledge you possess, but it has never seen the current situation."

"The irresistible charm has been lifted from you."

"You are back to normal."

Even the Book of the Dead didn’t know the reason!

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