Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 642 - 514: Unexpected Visitor!

Chapter 642: Chapter 514: Unexpected Visitor!

Several lines of small print emerged on the black notebook:

"The first super-translation is complete."

"The second super-translation is about to begin."

"Given the special nature of this super-translation, please decide on a course of action after contact, ’Virtual World’ will further determine if super-translation is necessary."

"3,"

"2,"

"1—"

"Begin contact!"

Wu Xiaode was extremely surprised.

Just now, that fat man blurted out "Luohou Clan."

He faintly guessed that it might be related to Jiang Shanglan.

But now there’s this "contact." What is going on?

The mist on Naihe Bridge dispersed.

All sorts of equipment rapidly emerged on the bridge, assembling out of thin air into a house.

A woman in a black evening dress stood in front of the house, smiling at Wu Xiaode.

"Honorable of All Worlds, welcome, my master is waiting for you."

She reached out to open the door.

Wu Xiaode looked at her, then at the house.

"Who is your master?"

Wu Xiaode asked.

"My master hopes to speak with you in person, after all, both my master and you have secrets," the woman said.

Wu Xiaode fell into thought.

Since it’s contact—and the "Virtual World" is also waiting for my news—let’s go and make contact.

Wu Xiaode stepped forward and entered through the door.

Inside the door stood rows upon rows of bookshelves, each three meters tall and seemingly endless, like a library.

This environment was unexpectedly familiar to Wu Xiaode.

Could it be...

A man wearing a black suit, elegant and composed, approached from between the bookshelves.

"What would you like to drink?"

He asked with a smile.

Wu Xiaode was stunned and exclaimed, "How could it be you!"

—It was none other than Satan!

No matter how hard Wu Xiaode racked his brain, he couldn’t fathom why this Learning Type Demon King would appear here.

Satan glanced at him, remarking meaningfully:

"You’ve seen other temporal versions of me... That makes things easier. Allow me to explain a bit."

He beckoned with his hand.

A book fell from the shelf, and with a light tap, it turned into a cluster of images.

A fierce burst of light and shadows exploded, transforming into a sky full of stars that swiftly drifted into the endless Dark Void, evolving into infinite nebulas.

"The Big Bang theory."

"Of course, it’s not everything, but it happened."

Satan shrugged and continued, "Something unknowable was destroyed, its fragments materialized into billions of stars in the Void."

"This ’Virtual World’ is one of them, and a very special one at that."

"Before the explosion, it was just a prison."

"But after the explosion, due to the prison’s enclosed attribute, it instead began to provide some degree of refuge."

"It could even evolve."

"Everyone knows this—nobody wants it to fall into someone else’s hands, anyone who tries to control it will be killed by the others."

"The previous Honorable of All Worlds is an example."

Wu Xiaode felt a chill in his heart.

He had thought that the previous Honorable of All Worlds was killed by the Sealer, not expecting so many twists and turns.

—How could a world-class life form that became the Honorable of All Worlds be a fool?

Satan went on to say:

"The world will never gather six Honorables, that way, the evolution of the Virtual World will always be stalled, and no one will get it, maintaining a shaky peace instead."

"But now you’re here."

"And what if I am here?" Wu Xiaode said.

Satan lit up a cigar and regarded him with profound meaning, speaking softly:

"You’re connected by fate to one of my avatars; you’re one of mine, aren’t you?"

"You know? Wait, the one in the Sin Prison is just an avatar?" Wu Xiaode asked.

With a casual wave of his hand, Satan made countless runes appear in the surrounding Void.

The entire library transformed into a massive ice crystal.

Within this vast ice crystal, he finally said:

"To call it an avatar is actually a form of concealment, you came from the end of time; that moment’s me is also the last me—"

"I hope you survive, after all, in the final Destruction Era of the future, it seems I was your comrade-at-arms."

He shook his head, "I digress. The main reason I’m here is to tell you—"

"No one allows this world to be controlled, so among you six Honorables, one will soon have to die, and then the evolution of the world will halt, and nobody will be recognized by the Virtual World to control it.

"The method is three against three."

"One death is the minimum, better if one side is completely wiped out."

"Who decided this?" Wu Xiaode asked in a grave tone.

"All powers! I said it before, this has everyone’s tacit approval!" Satan emphasized.

He handed a piece of paper to Wu Xiaode.

"This is the list—your side has one gravely injured fellow, a woman with no desire to fight, and you may likely have to fight alone..."

Wu Xiaode looked at that list.

On it, the groups were clearly separated.

Elder Wu, Lion King, Granny Yin formed one.

He was in the other group.

This information is crucial, otherwise, if the other party catches one off guard, it would be troublesome.

"How did you get sealed on Naihe Bridge?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I, the leader of the Fallen Angels, Master of Dawn in Heaven, War King, naturally have to leave an avatar in this world to constantly observe its movements."

Satan said proudly.

Wu Xiaode sighed and said, "I was duped into coming to this world... I never expected that right after seeking my revenge, I would encounter such trouble."

"In the pugilistic world, one is often not the master of one’s fate; you should understand this very well," Satan said.

Outside, a piercing sound of a bell suddenly rang out.

"Our meeting time is up," Satan said.

"You are the subject of my soul’s release... How do we resolve this?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Easy."

Satan casually reached out.

A Gold Coin, engraved with the image of an old man’s head, appeared in his hand.

"Holy Coins are hard currency, capable of helping worlds maintain smooth operation, ’Virtual World’ would be pleased to acquire it—"

"And provide me with a little convenience in return."

Ding!

The Gold Coin was flicked away by him, quickly disappearing into the Void.

Wu Xiaode felt a stirring and opened his black notebook, only to see new lines of text already appearing:

"This Sealer has made significant contributions to ’Virtual World’ and may continue to remain on Naihe Bridge."

"This soul release will be skipped."

Wu Xiaode was rendered speechless.

"So it’s gold that bribed this world."

"This is called a Holy Grant. Of course, you may also call it a sponsorship," Satan said, shrugging.

He and the bookshelves around him began to turn illusory and rapidly vanished from Wu Xiaode’s sight.

In the Void, only Satan’s last few sentences remained:

"Your predicament is extremely perilous, I will find a way to help you."

"Of course, the help I can offer is also limited, so you must fight with all your might."

"Survive, don’t let my investment go to waste."

"—When you survive, perhaps we can discuss more matters."

All the visions disappeared.

Wu Xiaode found himself still standing on Naihe Bridge.

New lines of text emerged on the black notebook:

"The final soul release is about to begin."

Wu Xiaode’s heart tensed.

He must complete the final soul release quickly!

If he finished today’s task, he would receive some rewards that could enhance his strength before the battle.

The mist on Naihe Bridge dispersed once more.

A white-haired old man appeared not far on the opposite side.

"Hello, are you the one responsible for soul release?" the old man asked.

"Yes,"

Wu Xiaode said.

"Good, save time, send me off quickly," the old man said.

"Your Excellency...you’re so cooperative?" Wu Xiaode said.

"Of course, Mr. Satan has already paid, as long as I am reincarnated, I will be able to join the Holy Camp in my next life—that’s a promise he made to me personally," the old man said.

He took a few running steps, charged forward, and immediately vaulted over the balustrade, plunging down from the bridge.

"Thanks!"

Wu Xiaode called out from behind him, and took the time to take a glance at him.

The old man’s entire life instantly appeared in the Void.

The man had been a swindler all his life, having defrauded billions in currency when he was forty, believing he had reached the pinnacle of the fraud industry, and that no one in the world could match him.

It wasn’t until he met Satan that he realized he had not even grasped the basics.

—His scams were garbage compared to the Holy Camp.

Ever since then, he became frantic to join the Holy Camp.

This time, it was Satan who stuffed him into Naihe Bridge, saying it was a task of trial. As long as it was completed, he could join.

So he came!

Splash!

A sound echoed from the water, followed by a beam of light soaring into the sky.

Off he went!

—Directly to be reincarnated!

Wu Xiaode was left speechless.

It turned out today’s task of soul release wasn’t so difficult after all.

But the truly difficult part lay ahead.

He flipped through the notebook, where new lines of text had already appeared:

"You have completed today’s soul release task."

"The operational pressure on Naihe Bridge is further relieved, saving more source power for the world."

"You have received the following rewards:"

"1. Two pieces of Platinum Stone, one World Stone;"

"2. Holy Betting Machine."

"—Courtesy of a friendly sponsorship from the Holy Camp."

"—Must be at least eighteen years old to use (please mark beside the age requirement).

All the lines of text flashed away.

Then, several lines of blood-red characters emerged before Wu Xiaode’s eyes:

"Attention!"

"The battle for dominance in the Virtual World is about to begin!"

"The rule for this battle is:"

"—Fight to the death!"

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