Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 267 - 237: The Mysterious Commission!

Chapter 267: Chapter 237: The Mysterious Commission!

The Desert Sword possessed an "unmatched" might, extremely sharp to the extreme.

If Wu Xiaode were to strike down with this sword, he would surely be able to sever the body of the Golden Armored God.

But so what?

Does this mean he has won against the opponent?

The long sword was raised high but remained motionless.

For a moment.

Wu Xiaode put down the long sword, contemplating, "No, this won’t do..."

Yes.

Indeed, it wouldn’t do.

Should the sword strike down and the opponent still live, it wouldn’t be easy to counterattack.

After all, in pursuit of an extremely high stealth attribute, he had made his Silent Demon Mist give up the effect of "mistifying" itself.

Once the opponent realized he was nearby and launched a full-screen attack—

That would be troublesome.

Wu Xiaode sheathed his sword and took a few steps back, scrutinizing the Golden Armored God closely.

Slivers of golden light could be seen emanating from him, steadily dissipating into the air.

This was the Death World extracting his life force.

But who knows how long his lifespan actually is? If he had an extremely prolonged vitality like the Demon God, the One-eyed Giant, then this kind of extraction wouldn’t kill him straight away.

Although Wu Xiaode had escaped the brink of death, he still maintained the form of a Bright Ghost, and at this moment, he said,

"Walk the path of misfortune, my friend."

In an instant, a line of icy crystal characters appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"As a Bright Ghost, you have unleashed an extremely rare Curse of Misfortune."

"The target will walk a path of misfortune for the next thousand years."

"If you wish to increase the curse level, please shorten the duration of the curse."

"The shorter the duration span of the curse, the more intense the curse."

After reading, Wu Xiaode pondered, "Reduce the thousand years to one day, and increase the curse level of the Curse of Misfortune."

"Completed."

"Current curse level increased to Level 8 (9 being the highest)."

"Duration: one day."

Wu Xiaode planted his long sword into the snow, rubbed his hands together, and slowly began to warm up his body.

He had good fortune.

The opponent had misfortune.

Now, should he strike?

--No, he shouldn’t.

He had no assurance of defeating the opponent.

After one strike, the opponent would surely discover him, so he had to be extremely cautious about attacking.

"To be able to hide in the Death World is impressive, but the life aura on your body won’t escape my searching skill," the Golden Armored God muttered to himself as he started to form hand signs and cast magic.

Wu Xiaode listened but wasn’t particularly worried.

—Now that he was a "Bright Ghost," he had no life aura at all, and even if the whole world were turned upside down in the search, he would still be a Death Monster.

How to kill this guy?

He thought for a few moments, and suddenly reached out his hand with a beckoning motion.

The Book of the Dead flew over and silently opened in front of him.

"Wish Wall," Wu Xiaode declared.

Boom—

An endless mist spread out from the Book of the Dead, filling the surroundings.

An ancient, crumbled wall silently appeared.

Wu Xiaode placed his hand on the wall and said, "Issue a commission:"

"This Golden Armored God in front of me is quite formidable; how can he be killed?"

"Please lend me your strength."

"As for the reward for the commission..."

He glanced at his tens of millions of Soul Power.

No, he needed to conserve his Soul Power.

"The reward is a treasure from the Undead World."

"You may choose three items to take away from my Undead Treasury."

"Undead Treasury catalog—Wish Wall, copy the list from the Holy Treasure Ring."

As he finished speaking, a glint of light flashed on the Holy Treasure Ring.

Immediately thereafter, a lengthy list of treasures appeared on the Wish Wall.

All of these items were treasures of the lord of the Undead World—the Bone Dragon; and after further selection by the Holy Treasure Ring, each was a rarity.

The task was issued.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

Suddenly, the Wish Wall shook, and new lines of text appeared:

"Too many spirits are saying the same thing:"

"There are many types of Golden Armored Gods; which kind are you referring to exactly?"

Wu Xiaode’s spirits lifted upon seeing this.

The more spirits inquiring, the more alluring the treasure of the Bone Dragon must be.

This issue had attracted widespread attention.

As for what kind of Golden Armored God—

How should he be described?

Wu Xiaode was somewhat troubled.

If he said something wrong or there was any deviation, wouldn’t it be true that his one strike failed to kill the opponent and also exposed his location?

Was there a foolproof method to describe this Golden Armored God?

Wu Xiaode’s thoughts raced, and suddenly he had an idea.

He had it!

He declared,

"Holy Walk Wall, activate!"

"The audience for the live broadcast is all the spirits who wish to accept the commission."

The Holy Walk Wall gradually brightened, revealing the view in front of Wu Xiaode.

The Golden Armored God was seen standing at the center of the screen, his hands forming search magic, releasing streaks of light that flew in all directions across the world.

A line of text emerged in front of the screen:

"The live broadcast has begun!"

Wu Xiaode cleared his throat and spoke, "Greetings to the mighty spirits of the Spirit Realm."

He glanced at the bottom left corner of the screen.

Good.

The audience consisted of several thousand spirits.

Now it was time to see if they had a corresponding strategy.

"Look, the individual standing before me now is our target for today—the Golden Armored God."

Wu Xiaode pointed at the Golden Armored God and said.

The Golden Armored God was focused on releasing his searching skill, completely unaware that his quarry stood right behind him, conducting a live broadcast.

Wu Xiaode cleared his throat again and addressed the Holy Walk Wall,

"Now that you all have seen him, allow me to explain a bit more."

"Once his golden armor is slashed open, he turns into a mass of flesh blooming with various faces."

"Just now, he unleashed a magic called ’Illusionary Physical Body Realm.’

"It’s a giant sphere of flesh, where many immortals’ corpses were activated and came to life from the flesh walls."

"That’s the situation."

"Does anyone have a strategy to handle him?"

"Online and waiting, it’s urgent."

A few moments passed.

The number of viewers on the screen continued to plummet.

——These spirits obviously had no solution and had to abandon the task.

Wu Xiaode watched the live viewer count, continuing to wait.

Just a few breaths.

The audience dropped from thousands to hundreds, and then to dozens.

Wu Xiaode began to worry.

Could it be that no spirit knew how to deal with this creature?

No way.

That spirit who taught "Lone Journey through Wind and Snow" was so powerful!

And the one who cast "Long Moon Sparse Shadows," who demolished the Black Dragon with a single slash!

There was also that immense will at the very beginning that instantly saw through my desperate situation, the only self-rescue being the Demon Armor.

And the White Tiger!

Ya!

Endless spirits, wasn’t there one that could deal with this Golden Armored Divine?

Just as he was thinking, he saw a series of whispers appearing on the screen:

(Anonymous private chat): "Kid, it’s not that we don’t want to help you, but this involves causality that’s too significant, relating to changes in past and future eras, and moreover..."

"You’ve already earned a glimmer of hope through your own efforts." "Yeah, yeah, no one dares to intervene in this matter."

"Take care of yourself."

The whispers ended.

The number of viewers in the lower left corner of the screen turned to 0.

All the spirits had left.

Wu Xiaode stood silently in his spot.

I——

Earned a glimmer of hope?

Can you stop speaking in riddles?

What kind of hope is it?

As he was wondering, he suddenly saw the viewer count in the lower left corner jump from "0" to "1".

Almost at the same moment, the Holy Walk Wall suddenly manifested a line of ice crystal small characters:

"Congratulations!"

"Your task has been accepted!"

"The other party wishes to remain anonymous."

"The other party will use the Holy Walk Wall to contact you remotely."

"Remember, the Holy Walk Wall has the effect of the Causality Law. If the other party is incapable of completing the task, or has not performed the task content, they will be disqualified immediately!"

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

How strange.

Whether it was Ya or White Tiger, or even the Chi Xiao Sword Spirit, accepting a task would appear directly in front of me.

This time, the other party actually refuses to show their face?

As he was thinking, a line of small characters popped up on the screen:

"Hello, I am the spirit undertaking your task, here to assist you in slaying this demon."

"Thank you, now could you tell me what I should do?" asked Wu Xiaode directly.

Another line of small characters emerged:

"How about this, you just slash at it for now and let me see."

Wu Xiaode spread his hands and said, "That’s not going to work. If I slash at it once, I’ll be discovered immediately; we need to make sure that this one slash can kill it."

A new line of small characters appeared:

"No problem, trust me, just slash at it."

Wu Xiaode furrowed his brow.

——Can I really trust this guy?

A random slash—if it has no effect, I’ll be in a dangerous situation.

Unless...

This person really is confident and truly has a way to handle the situation.

Unable to help it, Wu Xiaode glanced at the Holy Walk Wall.

The task was still there.

This meant that the Holy Walk Wall believed that the other party could fulfill the task.

...Well, then.

Shall I strike with a sword?

Wu Xiaode raised the Desert Sword and slashed powerfully at the Golden Armored God.

Swoosh!

A streak of sword light flashed, and countless pieces of golden armor flew wildly through the air as the divine turned back into the monster and rolled away dozens of meters.

"So, you’re here."

The monster emitted a low and indifferent voice.

It writhed at an extremely rapid pace, prepared to launch a fierce attack——

Wu Xiaode internally shouted in alarm.

No choice now, I have to confront it head-on!

He channeled all his Soul Power and was about to continue with another sword strike——

The world flashed.

In a dizzying whirl, everything became blurry.

It was as if something had happened.

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help shaking his head, trying his best to stay conscious, gripping the Desert Sword tightly and looking ahead with full vigilance.

Hm?

What’s going on?

He saw that the Golden Armored God still stood in the same place, maintaining the Dharma Seal with his hand and continuously searching the current Death World.

There were no marks of being slashed on its body; its golden armor was intact.

Wu Xiaode was dazed for a moment and then slowly looked down at himself.

He had not channeled any Soul Power to strike with the sword.

He stood, just like before, a short distance behind the Golden Armored God.

The Book of the Dead floated in front of him, displaying the page of the Holy Walk Wall.

There were small characters in the lower left corner of the Holy Walk Wall:

"There, I’ve already seen that slash of yours just now, you indeed cannot kill it like that."

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but say, "What happened just now?"

A line of small characters emerged:

"Nothing much, we just time-jumped back four seconds."

Time-jumped... four seconds...

You can do that?

Wu Xiaode looked at his personal information.

——The Soul Power expended for that last strike had all come back.

Had we really gone back four seconds in time?

Incomprehensible!

At this moment, another line of small characters appeared on the screen:

"Your sword is sharp, but it’s not enough to kill it. Now try using elemental attacks, let’s see the effects."

"Elemental attacks, huh? Would boxing work?" asked Wu Xiaode.

"Yes," the small characters replied.

Wu Xiaode sheathed the sword, put on the black boxing gloves, and took up a boxing stance.

If it’s possible to keep trying like this... perhaps I can really find its weakness?

He took a deep breath and swung his fist violently at the Golden Armored God——

Iron Wire Fist·Destroying Power!