Chapter 131 Sleeping in the enemy's clothes is the greatest respect you can show them.

At the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, where the cold wind howled, an extremely absurd scene was unfolding.

Ye Gucheng, a Prodigy from the Violet Lightning Sword Sect, was currently wearing only thin undergarments, shivering in the snow while hugging his shoulders, his nose running from the cold.

Meanwhile, his priceless coat, a Magical Artifact woven from thousand-year-old purple sable fur, was spread out on the ground.

Jiang Chen was sitting cross-legged on that coat, feeling completely at ease. He held a thermos cup that Su Qingyue had just warmed up with her fire-element True Qi, a look of contentment on his face.

"Hmm… This is much more comfortable."

Jiang Chen took a sip of hot water, feeling the warmth beneath him (the purple sable fur came with a built-in temperature-regulating Formation), and nodded with satisfaction. "As expected, things you snatch are just more convenient to use. This material is nice; I'll have Qingyue make me a pillowcase later."

The surrounding assassins and Ye Gucheng's subordinates, who had originally been lying in ambush, were now frozen in place like wooden statues, unable to advance or retreat.

Even Ye Gucheng, a Half-step Grandmaster, had been slapped to his knees; were they supposed to go up and feed themselves to him?

"Jiang… Jiang Chen!" Ye Gucheng's teeth chattered, his eyes filled with resentment. "You are humiliating the Violet Lightning Sword Sect! My Revered Master will never let you go!"

"Humiliating?"

Jiang Chen put down the cup and looked at him with an innocent expression. "How can you call that humiliation? I'm just helping you 'cool down'. Look at how worked up you were earlier; don't you feel much cooler now?"

"Pfft—"

Su Qingyue and Mu Qingxue couldn't hold it in and almost burst out laughing. This excuse was absolutely perfect.

"Besides," Jiang Chen's gaze turned cold, his tone becoming icy. "You came all this way, blowing up planes and launching ambushes, just to snatch my things, right? Those who kill will be killed. Those who rob—what's wrong with having their own clothes snatched?"

"Since you're here, don't just stand around."

Jiang Chen's gaze swept over the ambushers on the surrounding snowy slopes.

"Hey you, the one in white, your boots look quite sturdy. Take them off; my slippers are drafty."

"And you over there with the sniper rifle, take off your rifle stock. That wood looks nice; I just happen to need a fire poker."

"As for you all…"

Jiang Chen pointed at Ye Gucheng's stunned followers. "Go, flatten the snow for me. I'm going to set up a tent here. Anyone who dares to slack off, I'll send him to keep that giant spider (the Thousand-Eyed Demon Spider from earlier) company."

The whole place was in an uproar.

He was actually using assassins as manual labor!

But under Jiang Chen's terrifying Mental Energy pressure, no one dared to resist.

Thus, a spectacle appeared at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains:

A group of top-tier assassins, who had originally come with aggressive intent, were now using various Sharp Weapons to… shovel snow.

Ye Gucheng was shirtless on the side, acting as the "supervisor" (in reality, he was too frozen to move).

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, was lying comfortably on the purple sable coat, his head resting on Iliya's lap (she had turned back into human form, forced to work), enjoying Mu Qingxue's "ice massage" as he began his afternoon nap.

…

Meanwhile, in a hidden ice cave ten kilometers away.

Several people in black robes with cold auras were watching the real-time footage, their expressions as ugly as if they had eaten a dead fly.

"Trash! All trash!"

The leader crushed the communicator in his hand. "Ye Gucheng of the Violet Lightning Sword Sect is just a straw bag! He didn't even have the qualifications to force out Jiang Chen's trump cards!"

"Sir, what should we do then?" a subordinate asked cautiously. "That kid's Mental Energy is too bizarre; it seems to be able to directly suppress people with a higher Realm than him."

"Hmph, no matter how strong his Mental Energy is, there are limits."

The black-robed leader gave a cold, sinister smile and pulled a black metal box from his robes.

"This is the 'God-Devouring Bug' recently developed by headquarters. It specializes in devouring Mental Energy. As long as we put it into that kid's dream, he will be sucked dry in an endless nightmare!"

"Pass the order down to initiate Plan B. Let 'Specter' make a move. Tonight, I want him to close his eyes forever… in his sleep!"

…

Night fell. Jiang Chen's temporary camp had been set up.

It was a huge tent cobbled together from several assassins' bulletproof vests; although it was a bit ugly, it was sturdy.

Inside the tent, a bonfire was roaring. Jiang Chen was lying on the temporary bed made of the purple sable coat, with Su Qingyue and Mu Qingxue leaning on either side of him, looking vigilant.

"Jiang Chen, although Ye Gucheng was scared by you, he definitely won't give up. And I feel that there are more dangerous auras watching us from the surroundings," Mu Qingxue whispered.

"I know."

Jiang Chen closed his eyes, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips. "If they want to play dirty, then I'll play along."

"System, activate 'Dream Fishing' mode."

【Command confirmed.】

【Mental Energy defense network has been disguised as a 'weak' state.】

【Bait deployed: Simulating fluctuations of Mental Energy depletion.】

Jiang Chen's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his face turned pale, as if he had overexerted himself during the day and was now in a period of weakness.

In the shadows outside the tent, an almost transparent figure saw this scene, a flash of joy appearing in its eyes.

"Good opportunity!"

Specter silently infiltrated the tent. He opened the black box in his hand, and a tiny black bug, almost invisible to the naked eye, flew out and headed straight for Jiang Chen's glabella.

"Go, eat up his brain!"

However, just as the bug was about to touch Jiang Chen's skin.

Jiang Chen's mouth suddenly curled into an exaggerated arc. It wasn't fear, but rather… the excitement of seeing a buffet.

"Slurp."

Jiang Chen took a sharp breath. The "God-Devouring Bug," which claimed to be able to devour a Grandmaster's Mental Energy, was actually sucked straight into his nostril!

"Burp—"

Jiang Chen let out a burp and smacked his lips. "Mmm… Although this thing looks ugly, its protein content (Mental Energy) is five times that of beef. Crunchy, tastes like chicken."

Specter: "???"

Before he could react, Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, a brilliant purple light shining in them.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate. Since you gave me a snack, I'll give you… a nightmare."

【Skill activated: Nightmare · Reverse Devour!】

"Ah!!!"

Specter only felt a terrifying suction force coming from Jiang Chen. His Soul instantly left his body and was forcibly dragged into a bottomless black hole.

And inside that black hole, a massive phantom of an Empress was holding a knife and fork, looking at him with disdain.

"Such a small snack… not even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth."

…

The next morning. When Ye Gucheng and the others woke up trembling, they found a corpse at the entrance of the camp that had no external injuries but an extremely twisted expression.

And that boy, who was like a Devil King, was standing beside the corpse, full of energy, stretching his back and sighing at the rising sun:

"A new day begins with being full and satisfied. Good morning, fellow workers! Have you finished shoveling the snow for today?"

Looking at Jiang Chen's brilliant smile, a deep chill rose in everyone's hearts.

This man… is simply a living nightmare.