Chapter 879: Beating Someone at His Own Game
Chapter 879: Beating Someone at His Own Game
Now that Xia Feng’s true face lay bare, he shouted his final words and stormed off with the yellow-robed old man, leaving behind the very embarrassed Qin Wu.
“Old Mister Qin, there is no need to worry. In less than seven days, the truth of the matter will come to light.”
Xiao Chen opened his eyes and said something that Qin Wu could not understand.
Now, Xiao Chen was positive that he had guessed right. This was a group of traitorous and ambitious people. How could he continue to tolerate them?
After Qin Wu left in confusion, Xiao Chen stood up, and his eyes turned cold.
“This Xia Feng definitely did not expect that I would dare to reject Huangpu Feng’s orders. Within seven days, he will surely inform the Corpse Race’s people. The plans will change then, making it even easier to catch his slip-ups. I will kill this traitor forthwith. Otherwise, there is no way I can focus and ignore everything else to fight with the Corpse Race.”
Just think about it. What if someone behind you kept track of your movements and informed your enemies while you were focusing on the battle in front of you? What a terrifying scene that would be!
“However, before this happens, it is indeed time to subdue the Death Throne. Now that my immortal will of thunder has reached forty percent comprehension and I have advanced to Martial Sage, what is there to fear?!”
A bright light flickered on Xiao Chen’s forehead together with a strand of black light. This was one of the seven thrones—the Death Throne.
Massacre, ruin, destruction, grief, pain, despair, and death. The seven thrones might all seem to be negative emotions. However, when he thought about them carefully, from massacre to death, they were a perfect cycle from life to death.
The state of cycles was definitely something that surpassed most of the states in the world. It was on the same level as Chu Chaoyun’s state of primal chaos formed by light and darkness. They all pointed to the origin of the great Dao.
However, Xiao Chen was still a far cry from achieving this state. He had collected only two of the thrones. It was best for him not to bite off more than he could chew. First, he had to subdue the Death Throne and be able to circulate death Qi.
His Spiritual Sense dragged out the purple Lightning Talisman from his forehead and entered the throne in a flash. A boundless sea formed by death Qi appeared before his eyes.
Xiao Chen had the experience of subduing the Massacre Throne. The purple Lightning Talisman hovered about his head as he continuously flew forward above the death Qi. No matter how vast the sea was, it had its limits. He would not end up flying indefinitely forever.
Occasionally, black tentacles came out of the sea and reached for the form that Xiao Chen’s Spiritual Sense had taken. However, before the tentacles could touch his Spiritual Sense, the electric saber Qi from the talisman hacked them to pieces.
Xiao Chen’s advance was unstoppable. The further he flew, the denser the death Qi became. The talisman overhead sent out threadlike electric light, shrouding him and protecting him from all harm.
Just as he was about to reach the limit, the death Qi below surged up and curled over. Then, it formed a one-kilometer-tall demonic image towering over him as it spoke. “Junior, you finally appeared.”
Xiao Chen’s figure wavered, and the form of his Spiritual Sense enlarged a thousand times. He looked directly at the demonic image and countered, “I should be the one saying that. You finally could not resist showing yourself. It looks like the might of my purple Lightning Talisman is rather great.”
Naturally, the demonic image was the Item Spirit of the Death Throne. However, as the Evil King was already dead, this Item Spirit had mutated into an Evil Spirit.
“Humph! It is just the immortal will of thunder. How much damage do you think it can do to me? I’ll give you an opportunity to become strong. Sign a contract of equals with me and help me regain my strength. I will provide you with death Qi to use.”
The demonic image did not even dare to look directly at the Lightning Talisman, pretending not to care, but gave Xiao Chen a condition.
Xiao Chen found it funny. It is really good at pretending. It’s not going to show any regrets until it sees its coffin.
He stretched out his hand and pointed. The Lightning Talisman charged at the demonic image without any warning. Instantly, flashes of electric light crackled on the demonic image.
The demonic image shrank continuously as it shrieked in pain. Finally, it was down to regular human size, wailing nonstop on the churning sea.
If it were before, when Xiao Chen had comprehended only ten percent of his immortal will of thunder, he would not have had any confidence in subduing this Evil Spirit. Now, there was nothing for him to fear. If this Evil Spirit was truly strong, Wang Can would not have defeated it, either. This Evil Spirit was all talk, a paper tiger.
The Evil Spirit could not use much of the Death Throne’s energy. Just like the Evil Spirit of the Massacre Throne, it was at the stage of storing energy.
“Stop! Stop! I’ll sign a contract with you and become your servant. I know all the secrets of the Death Throne and can help you ascend the great Dao of death. Your accomplishments will exceed those of the Corpse Race and Ghost Race.”
The demonic image could not help but plead in pain.
“As an Evil Spirit, you should not exist in this world in the first place. Go in peace. All I seek is the Dao of cycles for my own ultimate saber Dao. I do not care about the great Dao of death at all.”
How could Xiao Chen believe the words of such an evil creature? Furthermore, he honestly did not care about the Dao of death.
His purpose in grasping the state of cycles after subduing all seven thrones was to supplement his own saber Dao. After all, the state of cycles was something someone else created before.
Xiao Chen’s current approach on the Martial Path was a path that no one had ever taken, encompassing many schools of thought—to wake a supreme saber Dao with his body as a saber, his thoughts as a saber.
As the demonic image screeched in dissatisfaction, Xiao Chen used the will of thunder to refine it completely. Then, he placed his own Spiritual Mark on the inside of the Death Throne. Now, of the seven thrones, he had officially subdued two.
His Spiritual Sense and the purple Lightning Talisman returned to his body. Then, he withdrew the Death Throne back into his sea of consciousness. Two thrones—one scarlet and one black—slowly spun around there. The purple Lightning Talisman flew high above like a king watching the two thrones.
With a thought, black death Qi came out from his fingertips. Xiao Chen smiled in satisfaction. “Now, I should be able to execute Ancient Underworld River Wave Palm. The Dao of death is really interesting. The death Qi in the world is actually able to bring out such might.”
Xiao Chen closed his eyes to carefully comprehend the mysteries of the death Dao, merging them with his saber Dao.
When he opened his eyes again, the sky was already dark. He had spent an entire day but gained much. Once he met with the Corpse Race, he would definitely be able to give them a great surprise.
Xiao Chen took a look at the sky outside the window. Then he put on the Heavenly Sea Cloak and walked out quietly. He activated the special effects of the Heavenly Sea Cloak, becoming completely covert, and went above the place where Xia Feng stayed.
For the entire night, everything seemed normal; nothing appeared off. Every day, Xia Feng would send a report of the situation on the island to the main camp where Huangpu Feng was with a flying sword.
Xiao Chen was very patient. He was utterly confident of the guesses in his heart. The other party would no doubt slip up.
Three days passed without Xia Feng making any strange movements. On the seventh day since the Supreme Sky Sect group’s arrival, just when Xiao Chen’s patience was wearing thin, he finally noticed something strange. Like before Xia Feng sent out the report by flying sword.
However, two hours later, another flying sword flew out. Xiao Chen looked carefully. That flying sword headed in the direction of the main camp, but after a while, it quickly veered and headed towards Black Patterned Island, where the Corpse Race had its headquarters.
“Good fellow, you finally showed yourself.”
Xiao Chen smiled faintly and now set forth, chasing after that flying sword like greased lightning.
The flying sword was extremely fast, like a beam of speeding light. Xiao Chen executed his Thunder Dragon Steps to its limits and still could not catch up. He ended up having to use the Heavenly Sea Cloak to increase his speed before he barely managed to grab the flying sword.
He sent in his Spiritual Sense, and information appeared in his mind.
That brat is really cautious. He is starting to suspect me. Change of plan: we will not touch him for now.
On the other hand, Bai Wuxue is somewhat restless. He wants to lead the elite Martial Sages of Black Monarch Island to launch a surprise attack on you. He wants to kill everyone on the island quickly. You can proceed with an encirclement counterattack before taking Black Monarch Island down in one go. After that, you can breach the third line of defense.
Remember, after you plunder Dragon Wood Star, as per our agreement, you have to give me half of the resources.
Xiao Chen toyed with the iron flying sword in his hand with a somewhat grave expression. The commander of the third line of defense, Xia Feng, was actually a mole of the enemy.
However, when Xiao Chen thought about it, the rewards were indeed rather attractive. Even he, who hardly had a gram of venality in his whole body, could not help but feel tempted at the prospect of all the wealth of the resource star.
He put away the flying sword and changed his direction. He barged into Qin Wu’s residence, startling Qin Wu, who was cultivating. When he explained everything and showed Qin Wu the information on the flying sword, Qin Wu raged.
The old man blew his top. “I was wondering, how could the first two lines of defense have been breached so fast?! For the two resource stars to fall consecutively, it could be said that the surprise attacks of the Corpse Race were indeed effective.
“However, this Dragon Wood Star not only took in the remnants of the two resource stars’ experts but also made preparations. We should not be losing so miserably. It turns out that there is a dog trying to play both sides of the field!”
The impression that this old man gave Xiao Chen was of a kind elder who tried to smooth things over, someone with a rather gentle temper. Unexpectedly, after he learned the truth, he had such a violent reaction.
“Xiao Chen, it looks like he was targeting you on purpose from the very start. Come, let’s go and kill this bastard now.” Qin Wu did not want to drag things out, so he immediately pulled Xiao Chen to go and kill this mole.
Initially, Xiao Chen had thought of doing the same thing. However, after he saw in the information on the flying sword, he had changed his mind.
“Elder Qin, you know how to use flying swords to send messages, right?!”
Qin Wu replied suspiciously, “I do. Why?”
Xiao Chen squinted as he smiled. “Good. In that case, let’s not care about this traitor first. Just send out this iron flying sword in its original state. We will beat him at his own game.”
“‘Beat him at his own game’?”
Qin Wu felt doubtful as he asked, “How are we going to do that?”
Xiao Chen smiled faintly. He opened up the sea map. The second line of defense was made up of three primary islands as well as ten-odd secondary islands.
These secondary islands were where the Supreme Sky Sect disciples were harassing the Corpse Race, applying hit-and-run tactics. They would gain a great harvest every time.
Since these secondary islands were not very important, they did not have any Superior Grade Martial Sage guarding them. The Corpse Race sent people there mainly to try and obtain more resources.
However, the ordinary people on the island needed someone to supervise and make arrangements for them to keep things running as usual, to dig for ores or harvest Spirit Herbs from the bottom of the ocean or whatnot.