Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 256 - 227: Necessary Advancement!

Chapter 256: Chapter 227: Necessary Advancement!

Wu Xiaode stood in place, silently pondering everything that had just occurred.

It seems—

I am the person who revived.

That prisoner just now was extremely formidable, yet it failed to see that I possessed the Power of Death.

This was partly because there are no Death Gods in this world.

On the other hand, it was the Divine Skills of the Desert Sword that transformed me into a creation from the last Epoch.

—Both factors misled the prisoner.

So...

Am I the key to escaping this prison?

That’s not right.

When I was in the Holy City, the Demon Gods from parallel world number 5432 all chased after me.

At that time, I was cornered by them and had no choice but to activate the Demon Armor and return to day one.

That was where it all began.

"The things you’re saying seem a bit off," Wu Xiaode said.

"What’s the problem?" the middle-aged man asked.

"I have seen Demon Gods in other worlds, and they weren’t trapped in this prison," Wu Xiaode said.

"Those are just some lost causes," the middle-aged man said indifferently.

"How so?" Wu Xiaode asked.

The middle-aged man glanced at the Black Dragon.

The Black Dragon, startled, immediately stood up and continued, "Because after the destruction of a world, the Demon Gods of that world indeed can go to any world, but their lives are only left with three days."

"Like me, I must find a parallel world, defeat the version of myself in that world, and take over my original position in order to survive."

Wu Xiaode said, "So you’re challenging our world’s Black Dragon?"

"Yes, otherwise I will disappear in three days," Black Dragon nodded and said.

The middle-aged man looked again at Wu Xiaode, his face showing inquiry.

"You decide,"

Wu Xiaode shrugged and said.

"Okay," the middle-aged man looked at the Black Dragon and mused, "You can stay, but first, you must take a tour around the human world. If there is any new intelligence in the human world, come back and report to us. If someone attempts to escape prison, kill them."

"Yes!"

Overjoyed, Black Dragon hurriedly bowed and, with a flash, disappeared.

—She went to the human world.

At that moment, some guests appeared in the hall.

Hearing the noise, they hurried over to see what had happened.

"Please don’t mind it, we are considering placing a few trees here. The noise from the construction was a bit loud, but we have now stopped the work," Wu Xiaode waved his hand and said.

"Yes, we won’t disturb you any longer, please understand," the middle-aged man also started smiling.

—These are indeed our bread and butter; we cannot let them be frightened.

Otherwise, how would we do business?

The guests looked at the hole that Wu Xiaode had created; it indeed seemed suitable for planting trees, so they didn’t say anything further.

These Demon Gods are strange and each has their own special abilities.

It’s better not to meddle.

The people dispersed.

"Come sit at my place?" the middle-aged man said.

"Let’s go," Wu Xiaode said.

The middle-aged man waved his hand.

The Void shifted, and the two of them disappeared together.

...

The underground Demon Palace.

The floor belonging to the middle-aged man.

Wu Xiaode found that this place was different from the floor in parallel world number 5432.

Perhaps because of the money earned—

The place was full of bookshelves.

Each bookshelf was piled with various comic books, categorized by year and neatly arranged.

"Your collection is really impressive," Wu Xiaode remarked.

"It is acceptable, these are all works from the last Epoch. By viewing them, we can glimpse into the elegance of that era," the middle-aged man said.

He casually pulled out a booklet, flipped through it, and handed it to Wu Xiaode.

"Take a look at this fantasy battle comic book," he said.

Wu Xiaode flipped through it.

The content of the comic book was simple: it was just a story of a child burdened with deep-seated revenge, growing up and seeking revenge.

"Do you find enjoyment in such comics?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"No one ever knew how the last Epoch ended—I, however, can see from these comics how the beings of that era lived, and these are actually very important clues," the middle-aged man said.

Wu Xiaode got the message.

Yes, at this moment his identity was that of a puppet from the previous era.

The prisoner had recognised that.

The middle-aged man had acknowledged that.

So was he now bringing up the past Epoch to fish for information from me?

Unfortunately, I am not really a puppet from the previous era.

With that thought in mind, Wu Xiaode returned the booklet to the shelf and smiled:

"Intelligence is always a valuable thing; you haven’t yet paid for the prophecy, yet you want to extract more information from me. Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?"

"You misunderstood," the middle-aged man said.

"Misunderstood?"

"Because you saved me with one sword... so I wanted to prepay the prophecy,"

The middle-aged man went on to another shelf, pulled out a different comic book, and handed it to Wu Xiaode.

"Although they are all fantasy comics, they need to be somewhat grounded in reality, like the scenes of life outside of battles, or the common knowledge known in that epoch," he said.

"This booklet contains some things that I believe you will find interesting," he continued.

Wu Xiaode listened quietly and flipped through the comic book in his hands.

"Is this your payment?" he asked.

"Yes, I think this payment is sufficient for the prophecy about my fate," the middle-aged man earnestly said.

Seeing his very serious and solemn expression, Wu Xiaode became a bit more curious about this comic book.

After all, the person before him was one of the strongest among many Demon Gods.

He probably wouldn’t joke about such matters.

However—

Since he felt this booklet was of great value, if Wu Xiaode showed disinterest or ignorance, it would surely disappoint him profoundly.

On the other hand, thinking about it—

If he really was joking or testing me, wouldn’t showing too much interest in this comic book give him a peek at my true intentions, and make him laugh his head off?

I don’t know if this comic book is really worth anything.

The best response would be—

not to react immediately.

The only way to delay my reaction was to not look at the book.

With that thought, Wu Xiaode casually put away the comic book and said indifferently, "Very well, since you think this reward is sufficient, I’ll accept it."

The middle-aged man said, "Then about my prophecy—"

"When the matter with the Black Dragon is over, I’ll tell you," Wu Xiaode said.

"Alright, I’ll wait here for the outcome of the Black Dragon’s situation, and by the way, why did you save me just now?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Don’t overthink it. If you had died, my hotel would definitely be in chaos. Those Demon Gods won’t listen to me, and my business would suffer greatly," Wu Xiaode explained.

"So it was for your benefit?"

"Yes."

"Good, I am satisfied with that answer," the middle-aged man said.

Suddenly sensing something, his expression changed, and he continued, "A few Demon Gods want to join the business of the Death Demon Cave; I’ll go have a look."

"I’ll look at the book here, if you don’t mind," Wu Xiaode said.

"I don’t mind."

His figure flashed, disappearing directly into the Void.

Now, only Wu Xiaode remained in this level of the palace.

Curious about the contents of the book, Wu Xiaode was about to take it out to browse through when he felt a stirring in his heart and swept his gaze across the great hall.

Instantly, his spirit became active.

All sorts of internal dialogues emerged from the Void:

￣へ￣

￣へ￣

￣へ￣

￣へ￣

—The spirit detected many emotions coming from the Void, and at this moment, it seemed as though many things were watching him.

No wonder he was so confident about leaving him here alone.

Unconcerned, Wu Xiaode strolled leisurely between the wide bookshelves, hands clasped behind his back.

Meeting a Prisoner Avatar here was unexpected.

As well as that earlier Divine Beast.

Both were beings he absolutely couldn’t resist, and even the Silent Demon Mist could no longer shield their perception from him.

This couldn’t continue.

His strongest reliance was his Power of the Death system.

Silent Demon Mist ranked at the top.

Then he had to—

upgrade it!

The Book of the Dead seemed to sense his intentions, landing directly in front of him and gently flipping open to the second page.

—The impenetrable Sigh Wall!

"Can ’Fog Shadow’ continue its upgrade to block the perception of Divine Beasts?" Wu Xiaode asked.

Two lines of ice crystal words appeared on the wall:

"Unable to block."

"You must understand that Divine Beasts are extremely high-level beings; merely advancing ’Fog Shadow’ one level cannot achieve such an effect."

"Then, how many upgrades are needed to do so?" Wu Xiaode asked further.

"Currently unclear; ’Fog Shadow’ is a new ability tailored to your personal style, with no existing benchmarks," the Book of the Dead explained.

Thinking it over, Wu Xiaode spoke out, "Use all my wish power to enhance ’Fog Shadow’."

A line of ice crystal words emerged:

"Are you sure you want to use 19,380,000 wish power to fully enhance the high-level skill ’Fog Shadow’ of Silent Demon Mist?"

"Confirmed," Wu Xiaode said.

He glanced at his attributes panel, only to see that the wish power column had dropped to zero.

Each of his live streams usually earned him several millions to tens of millions of likes, and according to the Law of the Book of the Dead, one like was equivalent to one unit of wish power.

Thus, it remained unknown how many levels 19,380,000 wish power could enhance.

Meanwhile, a line of ice crystal words quietly appeared:

"The wish power used this time comes from the strong beings of many worlds, far superior in quality to the wish power of ordinary beings."

"Therefore, this skill upgrade will achieve a higher standard of enhancement."

"Please wait for five minutes."

Wu Xiaode paused, reflecting on this and realizing it made sense.

—He wondered whether those powerful beings had heeded his advice and quickly changed their names when they returned to their worlds.

Hopefully, they all did.

Otherwise, if a Divine Beast called out again, they would be enslaved once more.

While thinking, Wu Xiaode casually flipped through the Book of the Dead.

On the first page, the Wish Wall was gray.

—Within three days, he could neither accept nor issue commissions.

On the second page, the Bone Dog was sleeping.

On the third page, the totally black Sigh Wall was emitting waves and consuming wish power to enhance the level of Silent Demon Mist.

On the fourth page, the Holy Walk Wall.

—It seems I need to organize more live streams soon.

Tomorrow!

After dealing with that event in Holy City tomorrow, that should do it!

Demon Gods from Parallel World #5432 were actually blocking me in Holy City—

Through "Death," the One-eyed Giant from that parallel world had learned about the Power of Death, and these Demon Gods had already tracked him down.

They must be destroyed.

There are two challenges:

First, killing all the Demon Gods would awaken an extremely terrifying power to come and inspect—this was what Li Kunlun had said;

Second, the Prisoner Avatar was also looking for them.

Once the time arrived tomorrow, he must immediately find a way to kill them, and he absolutely couldn’t let them reveal his true nature!

Wu Xiaode quietly pondered as time swiftly flew by.

Suddenly, the Book of the Dead automatically flipped back to the page of the "Sigh Wall," displaying lines of ice crystal words:

"Congratulations."

"With the powerful wish power of the strong beings from various worlds, you have accomplished two consecutive upgrades."

"You have lost the trait skill ’Fog Shadow’ of Silent Demon Mist,"

"You have gained a new trait skill of Silent Demon Mist, ’Dream Walker.’"