Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 571 - 452: The Visit

Chapter 571: Chapter 452: The Visit

"What was the situation in your eyes at that time?"

"I saw him disappear for a moment, then he appeared right in the path of your fist and got hit in the nose by your punch."

"Have you ever seen that punch before?"

"I don’t think I have."

"Really?"

"Let me think..."

Shen Xiujun’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and it took her a while to speak again:

"I reviewed countless memories of battles over time and found no punch that was exactly the same as yours."

Wu Xiaode was somewhat entranced upon hearing this.

Behind him sat a white-haired girl with red pupils who, upon hearing this, could not contain her astonishment and subconsciously bit her lip.

Blood Youth was indeed a discerning individual.

She fully understood how shocking and unconventional such a statement was coming from Shen Xiujun’s mouth.

Shen Xiujun shared memories with the Feeding Demon Master as two souls in one body, fully aware of all the Feeding Demon Master’s past battle records.

It could be said that she knew all the skills, abilities, and knowledge of all beings.

Yet she said—

She had never seen it.

So who exactly was this young man!

Blood Youth breathed gently, managing her emotions.

—Stay calm.

She must stay calm!

Perhaps he had invented some new skill, hence the fluke in hitting that Demonic Tribulator.

Now that he had escaped back here—

She might still have a chance to save him, settle this causality, and thus find an opportunity to free herself.

A few moments later.

Blood Youth felt she had finally calmed down and continued to listen intently to the two’s conversation.

"By the way, what about Davel?" Shen Xiujun asked.

"Gone without a trace, I should say I silenced him," Wu Xiaode said.

"That’s good," Shen Xiujun sighed with relief.

Thud!

A sound neither light nor heavy.

The two turned around.

They saw Blood Youth slipping off the chair, kneeling on the ground, with a vacant expression.

"What’s the matter with you?" Wu Xiaode frowned and asked.

"It’s nothing—I just didn’t sit steadily," Blood Youth quickly waved her hand and said.

"By the way," Wu Xiaode suddenly realized, "you aren’t planning to betray me, are you?"

Blood Youth shivered and repeatedly said:

"Absolutely not! We have the Causality Law as a contract, I must obey your commands and will never betray you!"

Davel had been silenced.

He had been silenced!

This man also had a move that even the Demonic Tribulator had never seen.

And yes!

One of the Demonic Tribulators was sealed and replaced by a life and soul of magic, standing right in front of her!

If she dared to make a rash move, wouldn’t she be on a path to certain death?

No—

If he could silence a Demonic Tribulator, why couldn’t he silence her?

And she couldn’t resist.

What an effortless thing that would be!

"Alright then."

Wu Xiaode spoke, "I command you not to tell anyone about anything that happens to me."

Blood Youth’s face turned pale, nearly suffocating, but those words were like heavenly sounds to her ears.

With the Causality Law as a guarantee, she must obey his command.

So he knew he didn’t need to kill me!

I have survived!

"Yes, Master."

She agreed earnestly.

Wu Xiaode looked her up and down, somewhat surprised in his mind.

Why is she looking so terrified?

Am I that cruel? Cold-blooded? Fond of killing?

It can’t be.

—A lot of times, I’ll need you to step forward and sacrifice yourself.

How could I bear to kill you?

Knock knock knock!

The sound of knocking came.

"Who is it?" Wu Xiaode called out.

A voice came from outside:

"Passing by and didn’t mean to disturb—"

"May I ask if anyone needs their fortune told?"

Wu Xiaode’s expression turned serious.

"Who is it?" Shen Xiujun asked.

She sensed that Wu Xiaode seemed to know who stood outside the door.

Wu Xiaode stood up and said:

"It’s not an enemy, helped out a bit... it’s fine, I’ll go meet him."

He gestured to the two women not to worry, and strode towards the bar’s exit.

He pushed the door open—

Indeed, there was an old man standing outside holding a bamboo stick.

On his bamboo stick hung a flag that read:

"Fortune telling the seasons’ misfortune, deciding the fate of days and nights."

Last time, when I went to look for the second ’Card of the Epoch Law’, I was stopped by this old man outside a town.

He pointed out to me that changes would occur here at the bar.

That’s why I hurried back.

Indeed.

The Time Corpse’s Parasite had been summoned by the Feeding Demon Master, preparing to collectively take on Zhao Junyu.

I nearly missed it.

"Thank you, sir, if it wasn’t for the divination you did, I really wouldn’t have made it in time,"

Wu Xiaode bowed in gratitude.

The old man chuckled and said:

"There’s no need to thank me, you put out a bunch of gold bricks, letting this old daoist have some good food."

"Please come in and talk, let’s drink some together," Wu Xiaode said.

The old man glanced at the bar, a disdainful look on his face. He shook his head and said:

"The drinks here aren’t good... not that, I have to go fishing tonight, I can’t drink. Let’s just talk outside."

"All right."

Wu Xiaode closed the bar’s door and walked with the old man to the front of the hotel across the street, where they sat down on the steps.

The old man looked at him, a slight resentment appearing on his face.

"What’s up?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"You’re just asking me to sit on the steps, huh?" the old man said.

"This place is comfortable, cool with the breeze and just right with the sunshine. Basking in the sun is truly delightful," Wu Xiaode said.

The old man grumbled and sat down beside him.

Just then, a breeze blew past.

The sky was a brilliant blue.

In the distance, the desert looked like piled gold, transforming into a blur of light spots rising into the sky with the wind.

The light was warm.

The old man’s brows relaxed, and he slightly pulled up the corners of his mouth, saying:

"This is freedom, I wouldn’t trade it for being an emperor, haha."

A powerful aura emanated from him for a moment, then he concealed it again, and the sharpness in his eyes faded as well.

"What brings you here this time?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I am here to see your choice, after all, it is a big deal," the old man said.

Wu Xiaode didn’t understand, and turned to look at the old man.

The old man stared at him.

The two gazed at each other for a long while.

A wind blew past.

A look of confusion deepened on the old man’s face.

Wu Xiaode simply spread his hands, saying:

"I really don’t know what you are referring to."

The old man widened his eyes, pointing at him and said, "Speak, which side are you going to stand on next?"

"Me? Which side can I stand on?" Wu Xiaode said, puzzled.

"You are full of the power of the demon lords now, now that you can become a demon lord yourself, eternally immortal, don’t you feel tempted?" the old man asked.

Wu Xiaode was startled, then suddenly realized.

Yes.

Ever since he absorbed the Infinite Tribulation Power of the Feeding Demon Master and combined it with his own Death Skill, he had indeed transcended all beings.

—Become a demon lord?

Or continue as one of the beings, opposing all demon lords and destruction?

Wu Xiaode couldn’t help feeling bewildered.

If he became a demon lord, he would effortlessly escape the human predicament from then on, fearless of any great calamity, freely embracing eternity, enjoying everything.

If he continued to exist as a human...

Then he would inevitably face demon lord after demon lord, saving beings from suffering, not knowing when the end would be, nor what his own outcome would be.

The old man was right.

This was indeed a big deal.

This matter concerned not only his own path in life but also the Past Epoch and the future era.

Wu Xiaode sighed, his fingers unintentionally touching the Butterfly Soul blade, then placed his hand directly on the hilt, gently caressing it nonstop.

"I see this man, see his blade, then I know hope has arrived."

"We have finally waited for such a person."

The voice of Li Chengfeng echoed in his ears.

Wu Xiaode slowly lifted his head, smiling wryly:

"I actually want to just let everything go, find a place where no one cares, and sleep for three days and three nights. Wake up after that, eat and drink, go fishing, keep dogs, grow flowers, take walks..."

"Unfortunately, I cannot."

The old man listened quietly, then said, "Why can’t you?"

"The tasks others have entrusted to me are not yet completed," Wu Xiaode said.

"You owe something to others?" the old man asked.

Wu Xiaode thought for a moment, and said:

"It’s not about owing, there are some things, it’s not because I owe someone something that I do them."

"So you’ve decided to help them?" the old man said.

"It’s not about helping them; it’s that I, along with everyone else, originally belong to the same group. It’s just that we’ve been separated by endless time, yet we’ve chosen the same path."

The aura around Wu Xiaode gradually became more profound and solid.

He looked up at the clear, deep blue sky and spoke softly:

"There are many things they can no longer see."

"But I’m different. I have some unique methods when it comes to fighting, so if I make a move, there’s still a sliver of hope—"

"Let me finish this fight."

"If I win, then I’ll go on to do other things."

The old man listened quietly, slowly bowing his head, the corners of his mouth curving into a larger and larger smile.

"You could all be Demon Lords, yet you still act like a street thug,"

he scolded.

"A Demon Lord, impressive? Sorry, I just killed one," Wu Xiaode said.

"Don’t be arrogant. The most taboo thing in roaming the rivers and lakes is arrogance. Don’t you know that?" the old man said.

Wu Xiaode shrugged, agreeing:

"That’s true; I never underestimate my opponent when I truly fight."

The old man was silent for a moment, then spoke softly:

"Kid, now you can go to that city."

Wu Xiaode thought for a moment before realizing.

Initially, when he had set off to find the second "Tomb of Laws" card, the old man had stopped him on the road.

"I can go now?" he asked.

The old man nodded and said:

"The reason you got a card is that you were evenly matched with the first Demon Lord, and that gave the Laws some hope."

"Now that you’re in a relationship with the first Demon Lord, and you’ve killed another, the Laws have seen hope."

"Even if they have to crawl, they will come out of their graves, eager for your help."

"Go."

The old man patted him on the chest.

Wu Xiaode suddenly felt something jabbing him.

He reached into his clothes and felt around.

A green brooch was immediately removed and held in his hand.

"If you had decided to join the Demon Lords, with this thing it would have been easy, considering it’s a fairy’s creation,"

the old man said.

"The fairy said this brooch was stolen," Wu Xiaode shrugged and said.

"You really don’t understand them. They’ve indeed stolen many precious materials, and then, like playing a puzzle game, haphazardly assembled them to form this brooch."

"It’s their talent, but they won’t admit it was made by them since the brooch’s use is somewhat abnormal."

The old man continued proudly:

"Luckily you didn’t join the Demon Lords, otherwise I’d have had to think of a way to destroy this brooch—"

"Once the brooch is destroyed, the fairies will definitely be angry."

"Even I would struggle to appease them."

As Wu Xiaode looked at the brooch, lines of ice crystal text appeared beside it in the Void:

"Green Ivy Brooch."

"Description: Wearing this brooch, you will immediately obtain a new body, that of an enemy you have once killed; you can access that enemy’s memories and freely control this body as if it were your second form."

"—Kill the enemy, impersonate him, take everything he has."

"—Countess, here I come."

"Current killed object: White Bone Demon Worm Davel."

"Congratulations."

"You have obtained a brand-new White Bone Demon Worm body."