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172: Chapter 172 Heavenly Demon, Insight! Benefits... Leaping out of the well, observing the vast world!
"Is he really from the Prodigy Group?!"
After those who cared confirmed it, the entire Powerhouse Group competition zone exploded like cold water splashed into boiling oil.
A crowd of Divine Intent experts looked at each other, their shock impossible to suppress.
A single Spirit Arts move and he crippled his opponent... This kind of monster is actually a young prodigy under thirty?
"Are you kidding me! A Divine Intent under thirty? And he can beat people above his level?"
"Sword Sect's Lin Jingxian is monstrous enough, right? He grasped Sword Rhyme at twenty-eight, and his combat power is barely comparable to a second-level Divine Intent; he's already a once-in-a-century genius. But this guy? He just straight up beats up a fourth-level one?"
"By the way, what was his name again? U—Universe Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War?"
Someone stammered out that name. The entire venue went silent for a moment, then everyone's lips twitched in unison.
Ridiculous!
The name is ridiculously chuunibyou, and his strength is even more ridiculous!
The news seemed to grow wings, spreading from the Powerhouse Group competition zone throughout the entire capital.
...
Sword Sect.
A youth in white lightly stroked his sword scabbard with his fingertips, the sword tassel moving without wind.
It was none other than the Sword Sect's chief disciple, Lin Jingxian.
His sword-like brows furrowed slightly, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes, which then turned into a faint sneer.
"Just a Divine Intent from an unconventional background, with no lineage and no special constitution."
His fingers tapped lightly on the hilt, Sword Intent faintly leaking out, "I have already entered the third level of Sword Rhyme. If we really were to fight, with the enhancement of my Supreme Sword Body, I could slay a fourth-level Divine Intent with my sword."
"A mere nobody, and he dares to call himself a prodigy?"
His tone was calm, yet carried the sharpness and arrogance unique to a Sword Dao practitioner.
...
Zhao Family, training room.
Zhao Lingfei, dressed in a flaming red long dress, toyed with the glazed-colored flame dancing on her fingertips, her red lips curling into a mockery.
"So what if his physical body is tough?"
The temperature of the flame at her fingertips rose sharply, causing the air to twist, "This Glazed Earth Heart Fire of mine can incinerate a third-level Divine Intent upon contact. No matter how tough his skin and flesh are, can they be tougher than exotic fire? Furthermore, once I advance further and use exotic fire to burn Divine Intent, who can stop me then!?"
Coming from a family of alchemists, her natal exotic fire was her greatest trump card; among those of the same rank, almost no one dared to get close to her.
...
Boom!
The hill-like body of the ferocious beast was split in two.
Li Feng, dressed in a camouflage combat uniform, gripped his long blade tightly, his knuckles cracking.
He was the number one person of the military's younger generation, having crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the ferocious beast battlefield, his entire body exuding a piercing killing intent.
"Geniuses grown in greenhouses cannot be considered truly strong."
His voice was hoarse, his gaze cold, "If it really came down to a life-or-death battle, he wouldn't survive three breaths."
...
Several top prodigies each had their own confidence. Although they were wary because of this suddenly appearing "Universe Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War," they felt no fear.
In their view, when it came to true heritage and trump cards, he was far inferior to the proud sons of heaven nurtured by their families, sects, and the government.
On the other side, Lu Qingyun was dangling a popsicle in his mouth, swaying leisurely out of the venue.
Just as he turned into the alley next to it, his footsteps suddenly paused.
A special fluctuation, condensed like a needle and resembling Psychic Power, fell silently upon him.
There was no killing intent, but it carried a condescending scrutiny.
"Oh?"
Lu Qingyun raised an eyebrow, his tongue pushing against his cheek.
He remained calm and quietly followed that special fluctuation.
About fifteen minutes later, Lu Qingyun stopped in front of an abandoned courtyard house.
The gate was ajar.
On the side, there was a special mark exclusive to the Heavenly Demon Sect.
"A temporary stronghold?"
Lu Qingyun understood in his heart. He reached out and pushed; the courtyard gate opened with a creak.
In the courtyard, a slender figure in a white dress stood with her back to him.
The girl's long hair draped down, her frame thin, yet she stood straight. There was not a trace of her usual playfulness and cunning; instead, she exuded an indifference and detachment that spanned time and space.
Hearing footsteps, she slowly turned around.
It was Mu Susu.
Those eyes were as calm as a deep abyss, overlooking all living beings, without a shred of emotion.
Just by making eye contact, Lu Qingyun's heart skipped a beat.
This pressure... it was even more sinister than Leng Qianmo, that Peak Divine Will.
"Lu Qingyun, eighteen years old."
Mu Susu spoke first, her voice cold and clear, like ice beads falling on a jade plate, without a trace of worldly aura, "To be able to step into the so-called Divine Intent realm at this age and be able to fight and kill a fourth-level Divine Intent above your level is quite rare."
Lu Qingyun's pupils suddenly contracted.
He was currently using the identity of "Universe Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War," and his appearance, blood energy, and even aura fluctuations had been altered beyond recognition.
A few days ago, he had fought Master Ming, that Dharma Form Grandmaster, for a long time, and the other party hadn't been able to see through his flesh disguise.
Yet this Mu Susu in front of him had called out his real name in one breath?
Lu Qingyun's gaze darkened, his Psychic Power tightening around his body, ready to strike at any moment.
Mu Susu smiled contemptuously and walked over slowly.
Her steps were very light, but every step she took felt like it was stepping on the tip of one's heart.
"No matter how the flesh and skin change, the scent of the soul cannot deceive people."
She lifted her chin, her gaze looking down from above, "When I look at people, I never look at that skin."
These words were mysterious and profound, but when they reached Lu Qingyun's ears, they made his heart tremble violently.
Soul?
He instantly focused, his system panel unfolded, and he looked straight at the top of Mu Susu's head.
Lines of data came clearly into view — [Name: Mu Susu (Ji Qingyan)] [Race: Human] [Level: LV34 (LV41)] [Status: Body adaptation in progress, power gradually unsealing]...
Lu Qingyun's breath hitched.
Two names?
Possession?
Could it be that the so-called Heavenly Demon had really descended!?
And was using that little unlucky Mu Susu as a vessel.
Seemingly sensing his rapidly changing thoughts, a hint of appreciation flashed in Mu Susu's eyes.
"Your reaction is not slow."
She nodded slightly, not beating around the bush, and laid her cards on the table directly, "That's right, I am the Heavenly Demon you speak of."
As her words fell, the air in the courtyard seemed to instantly freeze.
Lu Qingyun's face was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened sharply.
His face instantly filled with an expression of ecstatic, worshipful, and excited emotions intertwined, his fists clenched tightly, his voice even trembling:
"Lord Heavenly Demon! It really is you! This subordinate has been waiting day and night, finally waiting for your descent! My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and continuous. To be able to serve you is this subordinate's greatest honor!"
The expression was exaggerated to the extreme, excited as if he were about to prostrate himself and hail her as 'Long Live' the next second.
He acted with such genuine sincerity that anyone who didn't know better would think he was the Heavenly Demon Sect's most devout fanatic.
Mu Susu: "..."
Her mouth twitched fiercely, and a vein on her forehead jumped.
"Enough, cut it out."
She waved her hand impatiently, her tone full of disgust, "The acting is too fake; it's disgusting to look at. I can tell you aren't corrupted by the Heavenly Demon Arts."
Being exposed on the spot, Lu Qingyun didn't feel embarrassed. He wiped his face casually, wiped away all those exaggerated expressions, and even rubbed his slightly sore cheeks.
"You should have said so earlier; you made me waste all that acting."
He shrugged, walked straight to the stone table in the courtyard, sat down, looked up at Mu Susu, and got straight to the point:
"Speak, Lord Heavenly Demon, you specifically looked for me, what are your orders?"
Mu Susu looked at his stubborn, unflappable demeanor and didn't get angry.
She walked to the opposite side of the stone table, stood still, tapped her fingertips lightly on the tabletop, and went straight to the topic.
"Star... heavenly demon stone."
"I descended too late, and currently, I have only recovered a tiny fraction of my power."
"So I need you to clear all obstacles for me in the upcoming Martial Arts Tournament. At all costs, help me win the Youth Group championship and seize that heavenly demon stone."
She looked up at Lu Qingyun, a flash of undisguised excitement in her eyes.
"Once it's done, there will be no shortage of benefits for you."
"Oh? What benefits?"
Lu Qingyun didn't even lift an eyelid, feeling bored.
A joke!
The heavenly demon stone was something he had his eye on; it could bring him a huge amount of experience points!
What benefits could compare to the heavenly demon stone itself!?
Cultivation methods?
Spirit Arts?
Status in the Heavenly Demon Sect?
He didn't care for any of it!
Mu Susu naturally saw Lu Qingyun's disdain. Her eyes were deep, her tone serious.
There was even a hint of solemnity in her voice.
"I can take you to leap out of this world within the well and gaze upon the truly vast world!"
(Received a gift worth twenty yuan for the first time, awesome!)
(Continue... don't stop... I want~)