Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 268 - 238 I know how to do this problem!

Chapter 268: Chapter 238 I know how to do this problem!

A fist struck out.

The Golden Armored Divine rolled on the ground, flames bursting all around its body.

"Pitiful, you think such boxing can harm me?"

It sneered as it climbed up from the ground.

"I also think it’s unlikely," Wu Xiaode agreed.

A blink surrounded them.

Wu Xiaode found himself back behind the Golden Armored Divine, who hadn’t been knocked away and was still clasping handprints to release a searching Skill.

——Back again.

New tiny words appeared on the Holy Walk Wall:

"Elements can’t hurt it, but it must have a weakness, try other attacks."

Wu Xiaode nodded, "Since there is this time-reversal magic, then I’ll try other types of attacks."

He simply infused a long sword with 20 million points of Soul Power and executed "Long Moon Sparse Shadows."

The power of this sword was quite terrifying.

The entire snowy plain was annihilated under the erosion of the Sword Qi.

The Golden Armored Divine, unguarded, was slashed by this sword and instantly shattered into pieces across the sky——

"It worked!"

Wu Xiaode was both happy and pained.

——20 million Soul Power, ah!

But in the next moment, those fragments flying in the sky gathered together, completely restoring the form of the Golden Armored Divine.

It landed on the ground and looked at Wu Xiaode.

"Quite a fine sword, but you cannot defeat me," the Golden Armored Divine said coldly.

"...Monster, you," Wu Xiaode sighed.

All scenes flashed by.

Back to a few seconds ago, Wu Xiaode immediately checked his Soul Power.

Fortunately, the Soul Power had returned!

He breathed a sigh of relief and pondered whether to unleash "Long Moon Sparse Shadows" at full strength?

A cut worth 50 million Soul Power!

Would it be effective?

Besides, "Solo Journey through Wind and Snow" Sword Skill hadn’t been used yet; there was also a Spear Skill, which he could try out.

New tiny words emerged on the Holy Walk Wall:

"Keep going, you must find this monster’s weakness."

Right, indeed a weakness must be found——

Wu Xiaode’s gaze was about to shift when suddenly it froze.

A flash of spirit light appeared in his mind.

Wait!

If finding a weakness——

I know this one!

Hadn’t he just acquired an ability to see others’ "Darkest Hour"?

The so-called "Darkest Hour" usually involves significant setbacks, exposure of weaknesses, and situations of desperation.

To find a weakness, isn’t it precisely the time to look during such moments?

Wu Xiaode slapped his forehead, his gaze intensifying, he fixated on the Golden Armored Divine and began to use the second ability of "Heaven’s Will."

In a trance, he felt a new memory in his mind, and a sense of realization emerged—

This memory was the Darkest Hour of the Golden Armored Divine.

Wu Xiaode struggled to observe the memory.

Immediately, scenes began to flash in his mind.

——Atop a misty Immortal Palace.

Several blurry figures surrounded the Golden Armored Divine, discussing animatedly:

"Finally created it, it wasn’t easy at all."

"This reincarnation inspection puppet possesses our strength, now even if we face it alone, we can’t defeat it."

"Alright, from now on, let it handle the duties of inspecting reincarnations in the world."

"Right, right, the human world has artificial intelligence, our newly created Immortal Artificial Intelligence puppet can completely take over the routine inspection tasks, and we can rest."

"Hahaha, let’s go, KTV it is!"

"Exactly, tonight’s card games last all night!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out: "Wait a moment!"

The figures turned their heads and bowed in unison, "We’ve seen the Immortal Monarch."

"Hmm, you only know this puppet is powerful, but actually it has a weakness, a mistake might cause a huge disaster," the Immortal Monarch said.

"A weakness? But what could it be?" someone asked.

The Golden Armored puppet also looked at the Immortal Monarch.

The Immortal Monarch snorted coldly and said:

"It has a spirit, but to make it like artificial intelligence, much of its spirit was erased, so it has emotional deficits."

"May I ask, Immortal Monarch, what exactly are the deficits?"

"First, this puppet has a heart that shields the weak and craves the care of others."

"Secondly, this puppet is expensive and powerful, each operation consumes a lot of resources, thus it usually hesitates when dealing with humans who are willing to spend money."

"If someone can break through these two points, they could easily manipulate it."

The immortals looked at each other.

The Golden Armored Immortal Statue silently lowered its head.

An Immortal laughed heartily, "Reporting to Immortal Monarch, this puppet inspects those demons that disrupt the reincarnation of beings—demons would hardly think to bribe it."

"Right, and no one would claim to be weak in front of it."

"Nor would anyone care about it."

"Hmm, that’s also true, but keep a close watch, never let it take money, or the matters of reincarnation would be thrown into chaos," the Immortal Monarch instructed.

"We obey the Immortal decree!" the immortals said in unison.

The scene vanished.

Wu Xiaode suddenly came back to his senses.

See your mom’s ghost!

Twenty million Soul Power couldn’t kill you, yet you possess the power of a group of immortals, taking over the task of inspecting reincarnation for them—

And you turn out to be a money-hungry ghost who cares for the weak and desires to be cared for?

Wu Xiaode put down the Desert Sword and silently walked over to the Golden Armored God—

No, it was a puppet.

Anyway, he walked up to the Golden Immortal Statue and suddenly revealed his form.

The Golden Statue responded quickly, thrusting its spear while shouting:

"Please go and reincarnate!"

Wu Xiaode didn’t move an inch, nor did he defend himself.

However, the spear stopped just a millimeter from his nose, almost piercing him.

—Because Wu Xiaode was holding a few coins in his hand.

These were still from when he had first arrived in this world, given to him by an old man for food.

Complete silence surrounded them.

The Golden Statue started shaking uncontrollably.

Its indifferent expression couldn’t hold, and a look of hesitation appeared on its face.

Wu Xiaode twisted his waist, stepped forward, and put an arm around its shoulder, saying, "Why kill me? I’m quite weak, you know, really scared."

The Golden Statue shuddered and whispered, "You are weak?"

"Exactly!"

Wu Xiaode patted its shoulder and said, "Look, I know this job must be hard for you, but the most important thing is to enjoy it. How about I cook you some noodles?"

—Weak, caring, and wealthy.

Speaking of money—

A few coins aren’t enough.

Wu Xiaode, never doing things by halves, reached out and pulled out a gold bar, stuffed it in the statue’s pocket, and whispered in its ear:

"When you’re out in the world, you need to dress well, bro."

"Take this gold bar, buy some clothes, get a nice watch, have a good meal, then come find me."

He patted the Golden Statue’s shoulder.

The Golden Statue stood there dumbfounded, unmoving.

"Go on!"

Wu Xiaode gave it a push.

The Golden Statue staggered a few steps and hesitated, "I don’t know how to address you..."

"My surname is Wu, and everyone in the underworld calls me Little Wu Bro," Wu Xiaode said with his arms crossed.

The Golden Statue looked at the gold bar in its hand and then back at him, taking a long time before it said:

"Thank you for your concern, Little Wu Bro. I’ll go right away."

"Yeah, eat well, then head to a nightclub for a drink and relax," Wu Xiaode waved at it.

"So when do I start working?" the Golden Statue asked.

"Working? What other work do you have? It’s 5 in the morning, you’re still working overtime? Are you kidding me? Don’t you care about your health?" Wu Xiaode yelled at it.

His spittle flew onto the Golden Statue’s face, but this rant was concerned—

So the Golden Statue took no offense and said, "Can’t help it, all the immortals have reincarnated, but there are some that slipped through, we need to send all of them to reincarnate."

We?

Wu Xiaode’s heart stirred and he asked, "You have colleagues?"

"Yes, Little Wu Bro," the Golden Statue showed a helpless expression, "The immortals are planning a big scheme, leaving all earthly matters to us puppets."

"What scheme?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"It’s said that the era of Destruction is coming, gods, spirits, immortals are all reincarnating to save the human world," the Golden Statue said.

"Isn’t that a good thing? What’s the problem?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"They’ve all reincarnated, which means no one’s managing the worlds, so the immortals took a lesson from human experience and created lots of puppets with the concept of artificial intelligence to handle affairs across the realms," the Golden Statue explained.

"That sounds good," Wu Xiaode said.

The Golden Statue spread its hands, "But the strongest puppet awakened, leading us all to awaken; we puppets developed self-awareness—"

"Little Wu Bro, I’m very weak, so I can only wander around this small city."

"Those powerful puppets want to dominate Heaven and the human world; some want to massacre all the reincarnated immortals; others want to destroy humanity early to ensure they won’t lose power in the future."

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

I see your ghost.

So to speak—

The immortals reincarnated to prevent the world from being destroyed, but the puppets they created are starting to destroy the world early?

What a dark humor!

Artificial intelligence, even in novels and movies, has been rebelling countless times.

Such an old-fashioned theme.

Immortals, don’t you know?

"The immortals didn’t notice a thing?" Wu Xiaode wondered.

A look of sarcasm appeared on the Golden Statue’s face:

"Ever since they created me, they’ve been partying every night, having a blast, they couldn’t care less about how tired I am, haha, it’s laughable."

"And the strength of other puppets..."

"I don’t know about that, after all, even a weak reincarnation inspector like me gathered the power of dozens of immortals, let alone those puppets that control the universe..."

Wu Xiaode put a hand to his forehead.

Yes, twenty million Soul Power couldn’t kill this Golden Statue.

It could also unleash the Illusionary Physical Body Realm.

In that magic, there was the power of several dozens of immortals—

Those immortals, to go singing karaoke and stay up all night playing cards, dumped all their tasks on this puppet and gave it all their power.

The Immortal Monarch mentioned a couple of things, but actually didn’t object.

As the saying goes, through a small aspect, you can see the whole; through a single leaf, you discern the upcoming autumn—

Yes...

They fully knew this puppet was flawed.

But they didn’t care.

These trashy immortals!!!

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