Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 562 - 445: 66666!

Chapter 562: Chapter 445: 66666!

Let time rewind slightly.

Shen Xiujun was still pondering in the kitchen.

Wu Xiaode was also carefully considering the recent events in his room on the second floor.

He sat on the stairs, quietly listening to the live stream coming from the room—

Blood Youth was independently hosting the second live stream.

Still 8.5 billion short!

Even if he sold the chair that Shen Xiujun had sat on, he would still have to keep earning.

That wasn’t difficult.

After finishing the meal, he could just wash the dishes himself.

—The dishes of the Feeding Demon Master!

This would definitely be more popular!

In any case—

He had an ominous premonition in his heart.

In a vague sense, he felt as if a storm was brewing, filling the building with an overwhelming presence.

The catalyst for everything was the Parasite of the Time Corpse.

It was about to be eroded by the Flag of No Beginning.

This would certainly alarm the other Feeding Demon Masters!

Therefore, he must hasten to gather enough wishes and conduct the sacrifice as soon as possible!

—He needed to upgrade the Sealing Hand into a powerful enough Death Skill.

After all, it had been validated—

Once he had infused it with Infinite Tribulation Power, the Death Skill upgraded at once to "Evernight City," making it impossible for the Feeding Demon Masters to detect his whereabouts.

But that wasn’t all.

He always felt that even his fundamental Emerging Technique—

"If you can’t beat them, join them," was undergoing some imperceptible change.

This was all because he had sacrificed Infinite Tribulation Power.

Yet until this moment, he had been contending with Shen Xiujun and even made a trip to the Feeding Demon Masters’ Sealing Land.

However, embarrassingly—

He still didn’t have any attack technique he could be proud of!

Wu Xiaode sighed and his gaze fell once again on the sighing wall.

"Time Skill: If you’re my brother, come chop me.

Death Skill: Evernight City, Shadow Followers, Sealing Hand.

End: Dual Angel Seal.

Name Skill: Heavenly Ghost, Hand of World Destruction, Holy Hedgehog.

Saber Skill: Lone Journey Amidst Wind and Snow.

Swordsmanship: Sparse Shadows of the Long Moon."

These were the only techniques he had left.

Among them, "Hand of World Destruction" no longer had a Name Skill, since it had merged with the Book of Destruction Laws and the Book of the Dead.

The Holy Hedgehog was still available.

Apart from that, all other techniques had been sacrificed to the Sealing Hand!

—Just waiting for the 10 billion wishes to come in, he was ready to start evolving immediately!

Wu Xiaode clenched his fists, just about to close the Book of the Dead, when he saw puffs of dark fog emerging from the sighing wall.

An ominous portent!

His face changed, and he involuntarily stood up.

The wishes were not yet complete, but the crisis was already looming!

What to do?

Fortunately, the most Soul Power-consuming technique was the End: Dual Angel Seal, while the Death Skills generally didn’t consume Soul Power.

"Evernight City."

Wu Xiaode whispered softly.

A luminous flame burst out from his body, covering him completely.

At this moment, he was in the invisible parallel world.

But was this really completely safe?

Blood Youth was still live streaming.

If danger struck and her live stream was interrupted, what then?

He needed the wishes!

Wu Xiaode pondered for a moment before whispering:

"Xiao Baihong, Audrey, Little Bone, Christina, Li Kunlun, Zhao Junyu."

The Book of the Dead automatically flipped to the page titled "Shadow Followers."

"Shadow Followers (High-level)"

"You can designate a target at any time to become a Shadow Follower, and summon them to your side, transcending the barriers of time and space."

"——Currently, there are a total of six Shadow Followers."

On the page, all six of them looked toward Wu Xiaode at the same time.

"What’s the matter? I’m in the Human Emperor’s Secret Realm, and I’ve stumbled upon something interesting," Xiao Baihong said with a smile.

Wu Xiaode sighed and clasped his hands towards the others:

"Brothers and sisters, it’s an emergency."

An emergency?

Zhao Junyu asked in confusion, "Elder Xiao, he says it’s an emergency—does that have some hidden meaning?"

"Stop asking, he wants us to stab ourselves," Li Kunlun said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Come on, don’t be stingy, Brother Kunlun. The club needs you to contribute your power," Wu Xiaode said with a playful smile, "I’m about to go into battle shirtless, give me some face."

"Hmph, you owe us a meal when you get back," Li Kunlun said with his arms crossed.

"Not just a meal. Once I’m done here, I’ll take everyone to the Human Emperor’s Secret Realm for leveling up. One strike for 999, super fast speed," Wu Xiaode said.

"Alright, Little Wu, get on with it," the Ghost Queen Audrey said.

"I still don’t know what I’m supposed to do," Zhao Junyu said with a frown.

"It’s actually nothing much," Christina replied.

"So what is it really?" Zhao Junyu looked at the enchantingly beautiful Enchanting Demon and felt no ripples in his heart.

——He even felt like discussing the tailoring of her leather pants with her.

"It’s this."

Christina flicked her whip, coiling around a dagger, and stabbed it into Zhao Junyu’s chest.

Zhao Junyu was stunned.

Suddenly, a handsome man with dark wings sprouted behind Wu Xiaode.

Ulysses!

He skillfully balanced a gold brick on his head and spoke in a soothing voice:

"Let’s all do it together. I’ll cast a group Healing Skill, and then we can call it a day."

Everyone promptly stabbed themselves.

Wu Xiaode turned to Zhao Junyu, "Junyu, mentally recite the request to borrow the Name Skill of ’Heavenly Ghost.’

"Okay."

Zhao Junyu silently recited it, and a sudden flash of insight appeared in his mind.

So that’s how it is...

A total of seven Bright Ghosts.

Each one can bestow 3 points of luck.

times 7 equals 21.

Twenty-one points of luck!

A number unprecedented!

Fate is the most powerful and elusive among the Laws.

Even against a Demon Lord of Calamity——

Maybe it could still have some effect?

Regardless, Wu Xiaode had made all the preparations.

At this moment.

The sound of banging on the front door suddenly came from downstairs.

...

Let time march swiftly on.

The White Bone Demon Worm Davel was holding Blood Youth, ready to snap her neck at any moment.

Shen Xiujun stood by, her back filled with bizarre items, calmly observing how the situation unfolded, ready for an imminent battle.

And Wu Xiaode——

Started a live broadcast.

"What? You think 800 million Soul Power per second is too expensive?"

"No way!"

He smiled at the camera while changing the audience for the live broadcast to "all the powerful beings from All Worlds."

He walked down the stairs and came over to Shen Xiujun.

"LOOK! This is the legendary Demon Lord, look at what’s behind her—"

"So many bizarre treasures!"

"And that aura of destruction emanating from her."

"Now, tell me if the ticket price isn’t worth it!"

Wu Xiaode pointed at the camera, smiled, and said, "Xiujun, say a few words to my fans."

Shen Xiujun gave him a look.

What to do—

If she said no, wouldn’t she be humiliating him in front of his fans?

Men.

They need their pride.

Otherwise, his reputation would plummet...

Shen Xiujun revealed a rather friendly smile and said to the camera:

"Hello everyone, I am Shen Xiujun, also known as the Feeding Demon Lord."

"I can kill you as easily as squashing an ant."

"If any of you want to die, just give me the word for the sake of Little Wu."

"I’ll do it personally."

The screen quieted for a moment.

Suddenly—

A flurry of messages started flooding the screen:

"VIP member +1;"

"VIP member +1;"

"VIP member +1;"

"You have a new order, please process it promptly;"

"You have a new order, please process it promptly;"

"You have a new order, please process it promptly;"

"..."

Xiujun, that was stunning!

That’s the style of a true demon!

Wu Xiaode was elated.

With such growth momentum, he believed it wouldn’t be long before he could gather 10 billion wish power!

Just as Wu Xiaode was contemplating this, he suddenly heard a scream near the entrance of the bar.

Looking toward the bar’s door, he saw Daville holding Blood Youth with one hand, and his other hand had already pierced through her body!

"Ignorant fool, I’ve killed your beautiful servant," gloated Daville, wanting to see the familiar despair and pain on Wu Xiaode’s face.

Wu Xiaode’s expression indeed changed.

"Blood Youth! Can you still talk?" he yelled.

"You want to hear her last words? Hee hee, come on, woman, say your piece so your master can hear it as well," teased Daville with a malicious grin.

Blood Youth seemed to regain some vitality.

"Master..." she moaned.

"Quick, tell everyone, how does it feel to be hit by a demon?", urged Wu Xiaode.

—This was an order!

The power of the Causality Law took effect.

Blood Youth thought for a moment, then hesitated:

"Of course it feels terrible. I’ve been punched through the chest, I feel all my strength ebbing away, my body’s so cold."

Wu Xiaode frowned, "But generally, anyone hit with such a move would feel the same. You’ve missed the point."

"The point?" Blood Youth was taken aback.

"Yes, what’s different about being hit by a demon with such a move compared to someone else," Wu Xiaode coaxingly led.

After a moment of thought, Blood Youth cautiously said:

"I feel completely weak, besides that, I’m dizzy, nauseous, I want to throw up, these are probably what set the demon’s hit apart from others."

"Dumbass," Daville was so annoyed he almost laughed.

"She’s telling her true experience, what could be wrong with that?" Wu Xiaode questioned.

"Of course it’s wrong," Daville felt like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat, "This hit of mine can erode all her Mana, making her unable to struggle at all. The subtlety of this move is such that even a regular demon could not withstand it."

"Forgive us, we are all but mere mongrels, completely clueless about the profoundness of your move, but why can’t a regular demon withstand it either?" inquired Wu Xiaode.

"Because it can also erode Infinite Tribulation Power, significantly reducing the strength of other demons’ moves," Daville explained with confidence.

"Is that so?" Wu Xiaode said.

He turned back to the camera, "Everyone, a demon personally murdering, personally explaining skills, is the wish power spent worth it?"

Comments exploded across the screen:

"Worth it!"

"So worth it!"

"This is an unprecedented scene!"

"I’ve had an epiphany, thanks to the host!"

"Is this the boxing of a demon? This is Infinite Tribulation Power? 66666!"

"Goodness, how can we invite two demons for a live broadcast?"

"The host has such influence!"

"666666!"

Wu Xiaode watched the audience’s reactions with satisfaction and glanced at the bottom left corner of the screen.

"Current wish power: 7356237991."

7.3 billion!

Wu Xiaode was thrilled.

Almost there, almost at 10 billion!

Suddenly, a roar sounded.

Boom—

Blood Youth was thrown out, creating a large crater in the street outside.

White Bone Demon Worm Daville’s face was filled with darkness, his whole body exuded a murderous intent.

"Boy, I’ve killed your servant, understand?" he said.

Wu Xiaode’s gaze suddenly took on a deeper intensity as he spoke softly,

"No, you haven’t killed her."

"She’s dead," Daville smirked.

"She isn’t," Wu Xiaode stated impassively.

"She is."

"She isn’t."

"She is."

"She isn’t."

"Damn it, look closely!" roared Daville, grasping in the Void—

Blood Youth’s body was suddenly in his hand.

"See, she’s dead!" Daville shouted.

Wu Xiaode hummed softly, noncommittal.

Blood Youth was a creature that couldn’t be destroyed by countless demon-laid wastes of worlds.

She had probably suffered quite a bit, hence her fear of demons.

But—

If she really were that easy to kill, she wouldn’t have been kept in that bronze prison.

"Blood Youth, your line!" Wu Xiaode shouted.

—The power of the master-servant Causality Law activated once again!

Blood Youth suddenly raised her head from Daville’s grasp, managed to muster a smile uglier than crying:

"Hello, everyone. I am Blood Youth, alive again after being killed, currently being held by a demon, and my mood is still relatively stable."

"My iron friends, please rate me 666."

"Generous bosses, please swipe a rocket to support."

"Love you all, mwah!"

The screen went silent for a moment.

Then the chat flooded with too many messages to see.

The live broadcast exploded!