Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 328 - 291: Summon Again!

Chapter 328: Chapter 291: Summon Again!

At dusk.

Xia Huilan had fallen asleep.

Wu Xiaode closed the door, leaving the Enchanting Demon inside to watch over her.

If anything happened during the night, the Enchanting Demon, being a woman, would conveniently take care of her.

He himself jumped onto the roof of the inn and sat down on the red tiles, quietly watching the distant yellow sands.

The Ghost Queen said that changing the past would render everything unpredictable.

This claim could actually be supplemented —

If the past and the future occur simultaneously, then time to some extent, is an illusion.

Because "flower and fruit are both present."

— Thus there is no time interval between flower and fruit.

Then.

If the future faces an insurmountable crisis, for instance, if everyone had only 1 point of Soul Power —

This situation must have a corresponding past.

By changing the corresponding past, the future’s desperate situation can be altered.

However, he had not yet grasped the clue.

— In this past Epoch, what was the event that could change the future?

Wu Xiaode sank into deep thought.

Bang.

A gunshot shattered the night’s calm.

Wu Xiaode looked up and saw the bar’s front door being knocked open, two barmen dragging a man like a dead dog, and throwing him onto the muddy ground.

It was the tall, skinny man who had come to offer a drink earlier.

The bar owner, holding a gun, stepped out from the door, glaring fiercely at the tall skinny man.

"Talk, where’s the money?"

the bar owner bellowed.

"Boss, you know, I wouldn’t dare touch your money," stammered the tall skinny man.

"Maybe you wouldn’t dare touch my money, but who knows, you motherfucker were in charge of my finances, and it got swept clean, hmm?"

The bar owner pressed the gun against the tall skinny man’s forehead, sneering.

Bang.

A gunshot.

The tall skinny man lay motionless on the ground.

The bar owner stood up, shoved the gun behind his waist, and waved his hand irritably:

"Drag him off to feed the pigs!"

A pickup truck came by.

The two barmen threw the body onto the pickup, which then slowly drove away down the long street.

Just as the bar owner was about to turn back, he suddenly looked up and saw Wu Xiaode on the roof of the opposite inn.

Wu Xiaode grinned and said in a greeting tone, "You’re killing someone?"

"Yeah, any problem with that?" the bar owner said with a somber look.

"Nice weather today, hope your work goes smoothly," Wu Xiaode said.

The bar owner stared at him for a few moments, then suddenly shouted loudly, "Hey, kid, have you taken my stuff?"

Wu Xiaode’s fingers twitched slightly.

In the room, the mist lightly enveloped, isolating the outside sound.

Shen Feixue turned over, her eyebrows relaxed, and she fell back into a deep dream.

"Boss, the drink was on you, you’re supposed to pay, you can’t ask me for it."

Wu Xiaode called out loudly.

A barman whispered in the boss’s ear, "Boss, I’ve witnessed his entire process of entering the town and drinking at the bar, he shouldn’t be the one."

The bar owner pondered for a moment and made a decision.

"This damned kid, I always find him annoying, and his woman is indeed attractive—it’s his turn to die today!"

After he spoke, he gestured behind him.

A subordinate holding a submachine gun with fine magazines handed it over to him.

The bar owner raised the submachine gun aiming at the roof of the inn—

But the young man had disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Perhaps he had jumped into a room?

That was the only reasonable explanation.

If so, this kid’s agility was quite impressive.

"Damn it..."

The bar owner cursed, lowered the gun, and began retreating step by step, soon retreating back into the bar with his men.

The next second.

Wu Xiaode reappeared.

He sat on the roof, even yawning.

"Master, do you need me to kill them? They are all brimming with evildoing," said the voice of the Enchanting Demon softly.

"No need."

Wu Xiaode said, taking a can of functional drink opened by a bronze hand and comfortably drank it.

"Master, you want to let them go?" the Enchanting Demon asked.

"Wait a bit longer, maybe they can bring some little surprises," Wu Xiaode said indifferently.

In the bar.

The bar owner walked briskly to the back of the bar, took out a key, and said softly:

"Come on, to the dungeon."

He led his men through the bar’s back door, squatted down in the backyard hedge, and opened a door on the ground.

There was a path leading downward inside the door.

The bar owner walked down, muttering, "Since the other party has such capabilities, we need to fully prepare and then take him out in one fell swoop."

He led everyone deep into the basement.

There lay a humanoid steel machine over four meters tall.

— Mobile Battle Armor.

A bar owner from a border town actually possessed such a killing machine—it’s no wonder he had always been arrogant and fearless.

"Everyone, help me out. Once I take out that pretentious kid, the woman will be yours to vent on," the bar owner said viciously.

"Yes, boss."

"Boss, what about the money?"

"Don’t rush. With my years of double-crossing experience, I have a hunch that this kid knows something."

The subordinates responded and skillfully moved to the Mecha, beginning the various pre-launch checks.

After a while.

All the indicator lights on the steel Mecha turned green.

The bar owner spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth, jumped onto the Mecha, and squeezed into the rudimentary driver’s seat.

A few moments later.

Boom—

The four-meter-tall steel giant emerged from underground.

It took big strides, circled around the bar, and reached the town’s main street.

The steel Mecha walked towards the hotel across the street.

Wu Xiaode sat on the roof, his lips slightly upturned.

Suddenly, a massive, invisible force quietly landed on the roof.

The King of Evil Ghosts, Rester.

"Master, I’ve found out," he said.

"Speak."

"There are strange secret spaces that frequently appear in the world. People who fall into them always encounter a randomly appearing monster— from what we know, these monsters are bizarre and vary in strength."

"People entering the space can summon anything of their own to help them defeat that monster."

"The only rule is they cannot summon anyone else to assist."

"If they defeat the monster, they can obtain loot and the corpse of the monster and exit from the secret space."

"Failure means death."

"Are there many who return alive?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Very few, hardly any," Rester replied.

Wu Xiaode hesitated and asked, "Does that mean after defeating the monster once, one wouldn’t re-enter the space?"

"Not necessarily. After defeating the monster, the probability of entering the secret space actually increases, and even higher level monsters will appear," Rester explained.

"I see..."

"No wonder this Epoch is strongly developing Mobile Battle Armor—this machinery is very suitable for individual combat, whether it’s close combat, rapid maneuverability, or long-range attacks."

Wu Xiaode said, somewhat enlighteningly.

Despite having such Mobile Battle Armor, Rester said that very few returned alive.

It seemed the monsters were quite formidable.

—So Shen Feixue was studying the corpses of the monsters.

She planned to create Biological Battle Armor that integrated steel and flesh!

This matter was too unpredictable; no one knew what the outcome would be when humans used monster bodies to fight.

No wonder the Conservative Faction wanted to eliminate her!

Fortunately, she had already escaped, and now on the territory of the Reformist Faction, she could safely continue her research and ensure the safe birth of The Queen Mother of the West.

Rester suddenly interrupted his thoughts:

"Master, don’t get distracted, that pile of scrap iron is coming over."

Wu Xiaode looked towards the street.

He saw that the steel Battle Armor had already crossed the street and was standing in front of the hotel.

"Not bad, let me think—actually, I also need to gradually enhance my strength to keep up with the trends and developments of the era,"

Wu Xiaode said as he stood up and placed his hand on the Book of the Dead.

An endless, silent Demon Mist emanated from him, quickly enveloping the entire hotel.

The next moment.

The Mobile Battle Armor suddenly stopped.

It froze in place, immobile.

The bar owner’s voice came from inside the Battle Armor:

"Hey, can you see the hotel?"

The subordinate’s voices followed one after another:

"We can’t, boss!"

"The entire hotel is gone, boss."

"Too freaky, it just disappeared right before my eyes—vanished into thin air—this is an entire hotel, boss!"

"Boss, I can’t see the hotel."

The subordinates said one after another.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

The four-meter-tall Mobile Battle Armor retreated step by step.

Yes—

The entire hotel had three floors, each with several rooms; it was a landmark building in the town.

But at that moment, it completely vanished from everyone’s sight.

Setting aside everyone’s shock, Wu Xiaode stood in the mist, his hand on the Book of the Dead, softly speaking:

"Christina, bound by the covenant of High-level Undead Summoning, would you be willing to come to a past Epoch and lend me your strength?"

After a moment.

A melodious, spirited female voice resounded from the Book of the Dead:

"Brother Wu, I’m here."