Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 337 - 298: Little Wu’s Death Trial!

Chapter 337: Chapter 298: Little Wu’s Death Trial!

All around was a dry and withered land.

Only a black stele stood not far in front of Wu Xiaode.

Death Trial...

This time, he shouldn’t be eaten by any High-level Undead, right?

Wu Xiaode thought to himself, still, he waved his hand, letting the silent Demon Mist envelop him.

After all, better safe than sorry.

He was shrouded in mist, his hand on the Desert Sword, slowly approaching the stele.

On the stele were written several lines:

"Illusionary Trial:"

"In your living days, there must have been many regrets."

"The Power of Laws of death will form an illusion, giving you one chance to return to that most regrettable moment."

"Think carefully, if you were still alive, what would you do to make up for your failure?"

"If you successfully resolve the regrets in your life, you will pass this trial."

"You have one minute to prepare."

Wu Xiaode read it over twice, finally catching on.

This stele was facing all the dead spirits, hence the "if you were still alive" tone.

—Who would have thought that he was actually a living person?

But it didn’t matter.

Such a trial shouldn’t have anything to do with those High-level Undead, right?

This was a trial facing his own heart!

Wu Xiaode held his breath and got ready.

A minute passed in the blink of an eye.

A light from the black stele shone on him.

Everything around him vanished instantly.

A world slowly appeared before Wu Xiaode.

...

Barbecue shop.

A rudimentary wooden table, with a few bottles of beer and several plates of barbecue on it.

The phone was on a stand.

A concert was playing on the screen.

Cute girl group members in black stockings and short skirts were dancing energetically with youthful vigor.

"So that’s it..."

Wu Xiaode murmured to himself.

If he hadn’t awakened the Death Skill, he would indeed have been stabbed to death by those delinquents.

If one talks about regrets, this was indeed his most regrettable moment.

The goal of the trial was to resolve "regrets".

This objective was vague, but he had a rough idea of what to do.

- If everything developed in a way that he was satisfied with, then there would be no regrets.

The trial would naturally be passed.

With that thought, Wu Xiaode abruptly stood up from his chair and quickly walked towards the alley entrance.

"Hey, Little Wu, your crunchy bones."

The barbecue shop owner called out from behind.

"Just leave them there," Wu Xiaode said without looking back.

He quickly arrived at the alley entrance, instantly spotting several delinquents stationed there.

At the end of the street, Xia Huilan was slowly approaching.

If a little more time passed, the scene where the delinquents harassed Xia Huilan and entered the alley would occur.

- In fact, he had already settled the matter.

But if one talked about having no regrets at all, he didn’t.

After all, it was really irritating how those delinquents harassed Xia Huilan all the way.

More importantly—

This time, starting over, not only did he know how the situation would unfold, but he had also become stronger.

Wu Xiaode directly released a clump of silent Demon Mist, enveloping Xia Huilan.

In the eyes of the delinquents, she simply vanished.

"Huh? What the hell, where did that chick go?"

The lead delinquent said.

"She was just here a moment ago, weird, did she duck into a roadside shop to buy something?" one of his cronies said.

Xia Huilan, oblivious, continued to walk forward.

Wu Xiaode cracked a slight smile and stepped forward, grabbing the shoulder of the delinquent leader.

"Who are you?" the delinquent leader asked warily.

"This isn’t convenient, let’s talk over there," Wu Xiaode turned around and walked to a corner nearby.

The delinquents looked at him, puzzled.

Wu Xiaode grinned and said, "You came out to mix but don’t even dare to talk?"

The delinquents immediately took action.

- After all, those who mix in the streets fear being seen as cowards in public the most.

If you had other means of making money, you wouldn’t be scrapping by in the streets.

The streets solely rely on a bold face and toughness, but if you show such cowardice in front of everyone, how are you going to continue mixing in?

Seven or eight delinquents surrounded Wu Xiaode in the middle.

Xia Huilan naturally didn’t notice this corner’s drama and passed by, entering the alley.

Only then did Wu Xiaode relax.

The gang leader growled, "Kid, what do you want by calling us brothers over?"

"Take out all the money you have on you, then scram and never mix in the underworld again," Wu Xiaode said.

The crowd was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Boss, this kid is asking for it," a delinquent laughed.

"And he dares to ask us for money in public? Watch me beat him to death," another delinquent said.

He raised his fist and aimed a hard punch at Wu Xiaode’s chest.

Thud.

It was like striking a thick rubber tire, Wu Xiaode didn’t even flinch.

"Is that all?" he asked with a smirk.

"You bastard, you think a little training makes you bold?" the gang leader took out a dagger.

- It was that same dagger.

He gripped the dagger and made a fierce stab.

The dagger’s blade aimed at Wu Xiaode’s heart, but couldn’t penetrate.

- A moment of invincibility.

Wu Xiaode grabbed the dagger and effortlessly crumpled it into a small iron ball.

"Here, you all drew knives, now I’m going to defend myself," he said.

As his voice fell,

his hands moved like lightning, striking each person in the chest, then he walked away from the crowd, gradually moving down the street.

A group of delinquents stood frozen in place, unmoving.

Soon, blood poured from their seven orifices.

They were dead.

As Wu Xiaode walked, he whistled.

- Although he knew this was an illusionary trial, to do over such a thing again was truly satisfying to the body and mind.

He pulled out his phone, dialed a number from memory.

"Hello? Who are you looking for?" came a familiar male voice from the other end.

"Zhao Junyu?" Wu Xiaode asked directly.

"Yes, it’s me. Who is—"

"I’m a concerned citizen of Imperial City. I’ve come across some information, and now I’m telling you."

"Listen up, don’t go confessing your love tonight. That green tea b***h is bringing her boyfriend along, and her boyfriend is actually an assassin, planning to kill you."

"What! You—"

Wu Xiaode didn’t listen any further and hung up the call.

This fool isn’t worth educating further; at this point, he can’t change his bootlicker nature.

Wu Xiaode dialed another number.

"Little Wu?" Xia Huilan’s voice rang out.

"Sister, do you have any female colleagues you’re close to? Give me their phone number," Wu Xiaode asked.

"Eh? What do you want it for?" Xia Huilan asked curiously.

"I want to introduce your bestie to a boyfriend—there’s a handsome chemistry teacher who just started at our high school, single, good catch, currently looking for a girlfriend," Wu Xiaode said.

"Why don’t you introduce me to him?"

"Nonsense, you’re mine. Hurry up and give me your bestie’s number."

"...Damn you, Little Wu, what are you talking about!"

The call ended.

Tsk.

Sister Lan is still so shy.

But soon enough, a text message arrived with a phone number.

Wu Xiaode waited a few minutes, then called the number.

"Hello?"

A woman’s voice with a hint of laughter came through the receiver.

—Clearly, Xia Huilan had already spoken to her.

"Sister, hello, I’m Little Wu. Did Sister Lan tell you already? Oh, I don’t know what to call you yet," Wu Xiaode said.

"Just call me Sister Little Rou. I heard you want to introduce me to a friend?" the woman replied.

"That’s right. Where are you?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I’m still at the office," the woman replied.

"Which office is it? I’ve been to your company with Sister Lan but never saw you," Wu Xiaode said with a laugh.

"I’m in the third office from the left on the seventh floor—not planning to meet tonight, are we? That’s too soon; I haven’t even washed my hair today," the woman said, somewhat flustered.

"Not tonight, ah, my ride’s here. I’ll talk to you later, Sister Little Rou."

Rushing, Wu Xiaode hung up the phone.

He remembered the female corpse he saw at Sister Lan’s home, who had said something to him while being released:

"...Actually, I’m Xia Huilan’s colleague. We were pretty close. I died at the company, and my body was used by others, ultimately getting trapped here, almost turning into something inhuman."

She was still in the office.

There was no time to wait; he had to rush over immediately!

Wu Xiaode’s body emitted a misty fog and he shot up into the sky, stepping on bronze arms as he charged towards the Bright Mechanical Union Technology Company building.

He ran with all his strength, so his speed was incredibly fast.

seconds.

Whoosh—

A window on the seventh floor of the Bright Mechanical Union Technology Company was gently opened from the inside by a bronze hand.

Wu Xiaode charged straight in.

He jumped down from the windowsill, opened the door, stepped out into the corridor and looked towards the third office on the left.

The office door was open.

A professional woman in a small suit, long skirt, and black stockings was sitting in the office, typing rapidly on the keyboard, glancing occasionally at the cell phone on her desk.

It was her!

Wu Xiaode recognized the woman at a glance.

In reality, the female corpse tied up in Xia Huilan’s room was her.

——The Evil Mage used her body to create a trap.

He played a round of question and answer with the Evil Mage, and in the end, he had to personally help her move on.

Otherwise, she would have been transformed into some kind of Evil Object by the Evil Mage.

Wu Xiaode quietly watched the girl.

Ding!

The sound of the elevator arriving rang pleasantly from not far away.

The elevator door opened.

A strange man stepped out.

His face was covered in twisted scars, he wore a long robe, and was holding a lengthy Magic Wand.

The Evil Mage.

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help but feel a little sentimental.

Even Zhao Zhibing didn’t want to provoke this troublesome fellow and opted to throw a nuclear bomb instead.

But now...

Wu Xiaode let the silent Demon Mist around him disperse as he walked toward the Evil Mage and stopped in front of him.

"Don’t get in the way."

The Evil Mage, out of patience, flaunted the credentials in his hand.

"It’s not about getting in the way; it’s just a very brief employee survey. You only need to answer one question, sir," Wu Xiaode said with courteous respect.

"What’s the question?"

The Evil Mage, looking at the employees coming and going in the corridor and with patience wearing thin, asked.

Wu Xiaode smiled and said, "Do you prefer a grand fireworks display, or the understatedness of darkness, or perhaps the adoration of countless people?"

"This is nonsensical——fine, I prefer the understatedness of darkness," the Evil Mage replied.

"Correct answer! I also quite like darkness and understatedness," Wu Xiaode applauded.

Clang.

A sound of a sword ringing.

The devastatingly sharp Desert Sword decapitated the Evil Mage.

Myriad bronze hands emerged from the Void, instantly pressing the head back onto the neck and then carrying the body as they flew out of the window.

Wu Xiaode still wore a smile, reholstering the sword at his waist.

As if he had just done something trivial, he walked straight into the men’s restroom and washed his hands.

After completing all this, he finally made a call to Little Rou.

"Hello, Sister Rou?"

"Little Wu, hi," she replied.

"I’ve made inquiries. That male teacher has some unsavory habits, so I won’t introduce him to you. Next time, I’ll find a truly good man to introduce to you, okay?"

"Unsavory habits? What kind of unsavory habits?" Little Rou asked curiously.

Wu Xiaode paused for a moment.

In reality, Sister Rou had already been killed by the Evil Mage, tied in the burning house, enduring agony.

He had no choice but to grant her release.

Although the Evil Mage met his end too, Sister Rou’s life was beyond saving.

But——

But now there was an illusion——

Wu Xiaode’s smile returned, and he softly said:

"I just learned something. That male teacher likes to hit women——so I won’t introduce him to you. But please give me another chance, I will definitely stick to my principles in the future and choose the right person for Sister Rou."

"Principles? What principles?" Little Rou giggled through the phone.

"Girls are meant to be cherished."

Wu Xiaode smiled as he finished speaking and gently hung up the phone.

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