NOVEL NEXT Chapter 755: 756: The Return of the Human Skin Mask to the Martial World
Chapter 755: Chapter 756: The Return of the Human Skin Mask to the Martial World
Above the magma.
A bloody, crimson heart floated and sunk in the void, with countless tentacles spreading out and constantly waving in the void. Each tentacle had a Space Ring attached, tirelessly collecting various resources and materials that burst forth from the void into their embrace.
This was Li Xiaobai’s newly invented use for the Heart of the Blood Demon, which effectively prevented resources like Immortal Stones from falling into the magma and being incinerated. As long as there were enough tentacles, they could gather everything without a single miss.
One wave after another of cultivators kept falling into the magma like dumplings being dropped in boiling water, causing Li Xiaobai to involuntarily sketch a smile at the corner of his mouth. He was only responsible for controlling the bodies of the cultivators; it was the magma that killed them, so the Sin Value did not land on his shoulders.
This wave alone took down over a hundred people, still without any bloodshed. If he had personally killed them, his Sin Value would probably have broken a hundred thousand in minutes.
He truly had no idea how those big shots on the Demon Path managed to survive, walking around with hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of Sin Value on their heads. Weren’t they afraid that someone would suddenly chop off their head as soon as they stepped outside?
“Kiddo 666!”
“Old beggar… in my whole life, I’ve never leaned on a wall for support, but I bow down to you!”
“Young Master Li, you’re really awesome!”
“Woof, kiddo 666!”
“Giggle, this Sovereign admits you’re truly exceptional!”
Only after the entire magma zone had quieted down did the old beggar and his group cautiously appear. The scene in the void just now had left them somewhat dumbfounded; they had lived for so many years and yet, this was the first time they had seen such a method of killing.
Controlling the bodies of the cultivators to jump one after another into the magma and then using the Heart of the Blood Demon to recover various resources—the seamless connection, the wildly imaginative operation—made their scalps tingle and they could only sigh in admiration.
This was truly the essence of killing without shedding blood.
“It’s just so-so, a small trick, nothing worth showing off,” said Li Xiaobai, waving his hand dismissively and smiling faintly. He took out an Instant Transmission Talisman, a flash of golden light, and in an instant, he was back on top of the cliff.
“I won’t take a share of the loot this time,” the old beggar said. “I didn’t exert any effort in this affair, and I still have that much self-awareness.”
“The same goes for me. I don’t like receiving unearned rewards. Since I didn’t contribute, naturally I don’t deserve to share in the spoils,” another voice joined in.
“I feel the same way,” said a third.
The trio spoke with light smiles. They had their principles: if they participated in an action, even if they only contributed a little, they wanted to scoop up as much benefit as possible, but if it was entirely unrelated to them, of course, they wouldn’t take the loot.
“Woof, Lord Ergouzi loves to eat unearned rewards the most. Give Ergouzi a thousand Immortal Stones quick!”
“Giggle, whelp, hurry and use Immortal Stones to humiliate me!”
Ergouzi and Ji Wuqing called out inappropriately, instantly ruining the peaceful atmosphere with their demands.
Li Xiaobai’s expression darkened as he pulled the two aside. Such good pets they could have been, if only they didn’t have mouths.
“How about this: I’ll keep the Immortal Stones. Magic Treasures and Cultivation Techniques are useless to me, so I’ll give them to the seniors to distribute amongst yourselves. How does that sound?” Li Xiaobai suggested after a moment’s consideration.
“Good!”
“That’s also fine, thank you, Young Master Li!”
“I have no objections.”
A few minutes later, the group had finished dividing the spoils.
Li Xiaobai took out the map again, and after finishing this last job, it was time for them to leave.
“The territory of the Great Flame Dynasty is just outside, does Young Master Li have any plans?” Liuren asked.
Worry was written on everyone’s faces, but Li Xiaobai knew what they were concerned about and immediately reassured them with a smile, “Rest assured, everyone, the task of King Weiwu is to guard the Immortal Spirit Continent. He surely can’t come up here to capture us, can he?”
“Besides, King Weiwu has only seen me, and doesn’t recognize any of you. As long as I change my appearance a bit, all problems will be easily solved.”
With a flip of his wrist, Li Xiaobai took out the Purple Gold Gourd and released a person based on his memory.
If he remembered correctly, this was the eighteenth Princely Heir of the Great Flame Dynasty. Though a Princely Heir, he was as invisible as air, just a little follower by Prince Yan’s side.
“This… This is really the Upper Realm, and it’s even the outskirts of the Demonic Beast Mountain Range!”
“Lords, you have made it out of the dangerous zones. This is truly a cause for celebration!”
The Princely Heir, sitting paralyzed on the ground, looked around tactfully before speaking. Inside the gourd, Prince Yan had already informed all the other heirs about Li Xiaobai’s achievements, so he was aware that the person in front of him was now in the Upper Realm.
“What is your name? Tell us about the situation within the Great Flame Dynasty.”
“And, who else knows about your trip to the Earth Spirit Realm?”
Li Xiaobai asked.
“I’m called Yan Liang, the least esteemed among the Princely Heirs, ranked the eighteenth…”
Yan Liang briefly narrated his identity within the Great Flame Dynasty.
He was the child born to a minor concubine of the current Emperor, who was poisoned to death by the Empress and several other consorts shortly after giving birth to him. At first, the Emperor was quite caring, but as time went on and he didn’t exhibit any outstanding talent in cultivation, the Emperor gradually lost interest and ignored him.
Later on, even inquiries ceased. Among the eighteen Princely Heirs, he was the least regarded, and even servants of slightly higher status could scold or beat him at will.
It could be said that though a Princely Heir, his life was worse than that of a slave, an ignored existence within the Great Flame Dynasty, an absolute nonentity.
This time, he had also followed Prince Yan to the Earth Spirit Realm in secret. Apart from the accompanying heirs, no one else knew, hoping to earn some merits. However, he never imagined he would run into a freak like Li Xiaobai, his grand dreams collapsing before they even started.
“I see, not a bad starting point at all— the classic underdog storyline,” Li Xiaobai said, nodding his head as his words stung with harshness, leaving Yan Liang’s complexion even paler. But what came next surprised him greatly.
Li Xiaobai took out a Human Skin Mask, and after positioning it on his face and kneading it slightly, his long face transformed instantly, becoming the spitting image of another Yan Liang.
“What… what does Young Master intend by this?” Yan Liang asked, his eyes widening incredulously.
“How about it, do I look like you?”
Li Xiaobai asked with a smile.
“It’s not just similar, it’s exactly the same!”
Yan Liang swallowed hard, utterly shocked in his heart.
“Heh, going forward, I will enter the Great Flame Dynasty using the appearance and identity of Yan Liang. I will trample all those who once looked down on you underfoot and, in the end, seize control of the entire dynasty. Would you like to cooperate with me and go after a big score together?”
Li Xiaobai spoke blandly, undergoing a complete transformation in presence and demeanor. He still had Yan Liang’s appearance but his aura had changed dramatically—dominant, confident, and unruly. All the traits he once longed for were now embodied in this “Yan Liang,” stirring a rush of excitement within him.
Yan Liang kneeled with a thump, “As long as Young Master is willing to help me make a name for myself, I will do anything. Let the people around fear and respect Yan Liang, and let Yan Liang live a life of self-reliance and dignity. This was my mother’s greatest wish before she died!”