Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 346 - 307 Nine Stars Resonance!

Chapter 346: Chapter 307 Nine Stars Resonance!

Night.

Liu Yaoguo, unable to bear his thirst, climbed out of bed and went to the living room to find some water to drink.

He had spent the earlier part of the night discussing business with some brothers, drinking too much, and was still groggy, finding it difficult to stand steadily.

Just as he picked up the cup on the table and was about to take a big gulp, someone hit him hard on the back of his neck.

The person seemed to be prepared, covering his mouth the instant they attacked, so that when he fell to the ground, he did not make any extra sound.

"Don’t move."

A cold blade pressed against his neck, waking Liu Yaoguo up considerably from his drunken stupor.

The person behind him was pressing a knee against his neck and whispered softly,

"I just need to apply a little force, and I could sever your carotid artery, then I would crush both your hands, making it impossible for you to hold your neck."

"Calling an ambulance won’t be quick enough, you can only watch as your blood spurts out, and it won’t be long before you die in agony."

Liu Yaoguo immediately stopped moving.

His life was now in someone else’s hands, and it was best not to provoke the person at this time; see what they really wanted, maybe there was still a chance for survival.

"Brother, what do you want?" Liu Yaoguo asked, shivering.

The person did not answer but said,

"Liu Yaoguo, your parents divorced when you were young, neither wanted you, and you had to live with your grandmother. After she passed away, you didn’t have the money to continue your education and began to mingle in the underworld, doing some shameful deeds for others."

"Until today, I am advising you to turn back."

Turn back?

Liu Yaoguo chuckled bitterly.

He was already in his thirties, and yet, someone was advising him to turn back?

But.

The knife was in the other person’s hand.

He could only say, "I don’t understand what you mean."

The person spoke methodically, "You don’t need to worry about what I mean, go find a legitimate business to support yourself. If that’s not possible, work in construction, it too can save your life—if you’re still involved in those tricks tomorrow, I will kill you."

Liu Yaoguo couldn’t help but say, "Do you want money? Any amount is okay, just take it from the drawer."

"Don’t worry about the money," the person interrupted him, "remember, starting tomorrow, you cannot be involved in any tricks, as soon as you act, I will kill your entire family."

"Yes, but did you look for me just for this matter? Why spare me?" Liu Yaoguo asked.

"Considering that you have no parents—I know how difficult these days can be for you, what’s more difficult is that no one has given you a proper education, and you could only become a thug—"

"Did I see that you seemed to have donated a significant amount of money to the disaster area a few years back?"

Liu Yaoguo nodded.

That was a long time ago, when he still felt his life was harsh, and wanted to help others.

Later—

He had changed.

The voice of the other person turned softer:

"Considering this act, I think you can be saved, now, I hope you choose another path and leave the underworld."

Liu Yaoguo nodded, indicating he understood.

Seemingly satisfied with his attitude, the knife on his neck loosened slightly:

"If you choose another way, we will part ways here and never meet again; but if you continue with those lowly businesses, we might meet again in the underworld—"

"You will die very painfully, and the process will be prolonged, giving you ample time to reflect on your life."

"I guarantee this."

The knife left his neck.

"Count to fifty before getting up."

The voice said at the end.

Liu Yaoguo had no choice but to start counting, all the way to fifty.

He slowly stood up.

All around was quiet, no movement in the darkness.

Only then did he slowly turn around.

There was no one in the living room.

Liu Yaoguo turned on the light, searched every room, and finally found that the kitchen window was open.

He took a flashlight and stood in front of the window, shining it outside.

This was the fifth floor.

In the night, the entire neighborhood was asleep.

No movement, no person.

But shining the light down the drain pipe, he could see a kitchen knife neatly placed on the ground floor.

—It was the knife from his own kitchen.

Liu Yaoguo realized.

The knife that had just been against his neck was this very one.

This person had climbed up to the fifth floor, took advantage of his intoxication, subdued him, and held a knife to his neck, just to make him "choose another path."

Everything was meticulously planned, well-prepared, and even his past was investigated, then executed in one fell swoop—

Yet, he did not kill him.

How could such a thing be possible!

Liu Yaoguo was momentarily stunned, closed the window, and turned to enter his room.

What was he supposed to do tomorrow?

That’s right.

He needed to find a few fresh faces for crowd control at the KTV and bath center.

There was a rumor about a nice girl in a city high school, her family dead, all alone.

He had been there a few times to check.

Indeed nice.

He was ready to make his move.

Could it be for this unfortunate girl?

Did someone climb five floors just to persuade him to wash his hands of his past deeds?

Was it supposed to be a killing, but turned into a "persuasion" because he had once donated to the disaster area?

... Absurd.

It must be something else.

Having been in the underworld for so many years, he had caused quite a few problems and made many enemies, it was hard to remember it all at once.

But whatever it was, he really couldn’t go down this path anymore.

Detestable.

He was about to become a top gangster.

Just to give it up like that?

Liu Yaoguo hesitated.

Somehow, he suddenly thought again of the kitchen knife placed neatly on the cement floor of the first floor.

"Remember, starting tomorrow, you cannot be involved in any tricks, as soon as you act, I will kill your entire family."

Liu Yaoguo gritted his teeth.

Damn it!

After so many years, Wu Xiaode really had the ability to tell whether someone was just trying to intimidate, bluffing, or actually preparing to make a move.

This guy was truly ready to slit his own throat at any moment!

Survival was crucial.

It was better to take a different path.

...

Three years later.

Death World.

White Bone Mountain.

Wu Xiaode recorded everything and finally, smiling, said to the Holy Walk Page:

"Dear friends, that’s all I can teach you."

"Ah, you folks are alone and unsupported here in the Death World, enduring so much suffering, I can truly empathize. So, I hope you all grasp these soon and raise your strength."

"We human race are numerous, surely there are a few extraordinary prodigies among us."

"I hope you step forward."

"Well, that’s about it for now, perhaps we will fight side by side in the future."

"We’ll meet again someday in the jianghu."

The Book of the Dead closed.

Wu Xiaode ended the livestream and the recording and fell into deep thought.

Strange.

For some reason, he began to remember the past.

He often found himself too compassionate, which was not necessarily a good habit.

The next moment.

Suddenly, with a loud ’clang’, a star shone forth in the Void.

The last star, he had acquired it!

The other eight stars also appeared simultaneously in the Void, forming a circle with the ninth star around the Book of the Dead, radiating a brilliant light.

What followed were several lines of ice crystal text:

"You have won the nine stars."

"You have achieved the highest reward of the Level 30 hidden trial!"

"—This is a hidden trial many powerful undead have missed, and almost no one has achieved the nine-star ranking."

"Congratulations."

"The Law of Death acknowledges your power and merit, opening the doors of mystery to you, allowing your name to resonate with the Death Skill."

"This is an extremely complicated process and may require you to sacrifice some power."

"Special note: Mystery is a power level above Law."

"Please immediately choose a Death Skill to resonate with your title, ’Heavenly Ghost’."

Resonate... what would happen?

Wu Xiaode was somewhat baffled, but the Book of the Dead had already turned to the Sighing Wall page, showcasing

three Death Skills:

Dreamchaser, Eternal Fall Demon Hand, and Taiji.

Wu Xiaode thought carefully.

If he had to choose one Death Skill to advance, it would definitely be Dreamchaser.

Because it was nearly unrivaled in terms of concealment.

At that time, the situation was urgent, and he had to sacrifice its damage mitigation capability, just so he wouldn’t be detected by the enemy.

—It was time to enhance it once again!

"I choose ’Dreamchaser’."

Wu Xiaode said to the Book of the Dead.

Immediately, a new line of ice crystal text appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"You will immediately gain the abilities produced after the resonance of ’Dreamchaser’ and ’Heavenly Ghost’."

"But if you sacrifice a Death Skill for this resonance, you will receive three options and choose the ability you prefer from them."

"Will you sacrifice?"

Wu Xiaode furrowed his brows.

This resonance business was too complicated.

First, you had to enter the thirty-level trial, find a hidden trial, and then reach the nine-star level to activate it.

And after you finally obtain the nine stars, you still have to sacrifice a Death Skill?

Is it necessary?

Each Death Skill was an extremely precious power, obtainable only at every ten-level Death Trial.

Wu Xiaode looked towards "Eternal Fall Demon Hand" and "Taiji."

Eternal Fall Demon Hand was obviously not an option for sacrifice.

Taiji, although powerful, seemed somewhat obscure in actual combat—

He had always forgotten to use it.

Should he sacrifice this Death Skill, take a gamble?

Demon Mist was actually his signature skill, and every enhancement directly affected his combat style.

He had come this far...

For it, he’d take a gamble!

He would bet that the Death Law had set up such a complex process for a correspondingly valuable gain.

After all.

Even the giant dragon regretted not participating in this hidden trial!

Wu Xiaode made up his mind and spoke:

"Sacrifice ’Taiji’."

On the Sighing Wall, the skill icon representing "Taiji" immediately dispersed into countless light points, all merging into the icon of "Dreamchaser."

The next moment.

A line of ice crystal text immediately appeared:

"This nine-star resonance will produce three possibilities, please choose one in advance from them to generate your new ability:"

"1. Demon Mist Skill: Shadow Followers (Basic)."

"Within your Silent Demon Mist, your power will be shared with your Shadow Followers, and each time you gain a Shadow Follower, your Silent Demon Mist will gain an additional ability (current follower limit: 1)."

"—A hidden skill at Death Lord Level."

"2. Divine Power: Resurrection."

"Explanation: Revives a deceased not more than three days old, restoring their body to a weakened state."

"—The power of a Death system Divine."

"3. Dark Dragon King Curse: Death Sentence."

"Explanation: The target you curse will take damage in your place for five seconds."

"A whisper of curse from the Death Giant Dragon."