19: Chapter 19 Give Me Back My Head!!

It was not only Liu Jianren who found Sun Po outrageous;

even Yang Xinyue, living under the same roof, was finding it increasingly difficult to understand Sun Po.

Logically speaking, the higher the quality of a summoned card,

the more spirituality it required, and the same went for maintaining the card's activity.

The mandatory meditation every Card Maker had to perform was meant to increase the total amount of spirituality in their mind.

Take Yang Xinyue, for example; she could keep Yang Wulang active outside continuously for a day and a night,

which was already a very decent total amount of spirituality. However, if she were to support two purple cards active outside simultaneously,

her spirituality probably wouldn't even last through a single morning.

But why could Sun Po, a Card Maker who had just entered the Primary Tier,

support two purple cards jumping around outside at the same time?

This was unscientific!!

But nobody knew that this was because of the mod loading system;

after all, those two cards—one gray and one white—were still quite effortless for Sun Po, a Primary Tier Card Maker.

About twenty minutes later, only shattered bones were left all over the riverbank.

Any occasional soul fires that weren't completely extinguished were stomped out with a single foot.

The Yin Soldiers along the entire riverbank could be considered completely cleared out.

Sun Po and his group also reaped a bountiful harvest.

First, the Double-Pupil Warrior gained a bit of vitality, which was better than nothing.

Second, Changyou devoured a massive wave of military disaster Qi, which it claimed enhanced its bloodline, though they currently didn't know what use that was.

Changyou's Minor Cloud and Rain Art also advanced to the Intermediate level, and it additionally loaded the Sunflower Manual mod.

Combining the two, it somehow managed to create a golden, youth version of the Gate of Babylon.

Right now, this move had an extremely stellar effect when used to bully weaklings.

Its attack range was wide, its duration was long, and its intensity was guaranteed.

Especially once Changyou drilled up into the sky, it directly transitioned from a warrior into a mage.

What Wulang Eight Trigrams Staff? What Flowing Water Rock-Smashing Fist? It really wasn't familiar with them.

However, Sun Po also had no idea how Changyou learned all these miscellaneous things.

This Enlightenment trait was also a classic example of looking utterly mediocre while having heaven-defying actual effects.

You had to know that when adding the Mangekyou Sharingan mod to the Double-Pupil Warrior,

it still required Sun Po to design an energy conversion scheme.

But when Changyou learned these books and loaded these mods, it seemed to succeed naturally.

With no mana, no internal energy, and no power of any kind, it just stubbornly learned and stubbornly used them,

and it could learn them, learn them fast, and use them well.

Just as Sun Po was a blind spot in knowledge for Yang Xinyue and the others,

Sun Po felt that Changyou was now a blind spot in knowledge to him as well.

Lastly, there were the materials!! Materials all over the ground.

Although it was a ground full of materials glowing with a grayish-white faint light, with a few green ones occasionally popping up,

even so, this was still a substantial fortune.

Liu Jianren picked them up while shouting, carrying a bulging backpack with an excited expression on his face.

"Brother Po! We've struck it rich!!"

"How can the number of these materials be in the hundreds?!"

Sun Po nodded.

"Once we take them to the market for testing and put them up for consignment, we can just split the money evenly."

Although Sun Po very much wanted to directly convert all these materials into spirituality value for the mod loading system,

the materials in such new secret realms generally had a higher price,

so selling them and then buying other older, high-quality materials was more cost-effective.

Yang Xinyue, acting as their head teacher, also wore a beaming smile.

"Not bad, yours truly is strapped for cash right now. These materials should add up to at least over a million, but it is a pity that this pioneering opportunity for the secret realm is only this once. The authorities will check the source of every card-making material. Once we go out and our materials enter the city, this place will be exposed."

Sun Po and Liu Jianren didn't really mind; the two of them had originally intended to report it and claim the bonus after going out anyway.

Furthermore, as the lowest-level F-grade secret realm, this secret realm wasn't big to begin with.

Aside from this Black Water River, almost everything in the distance was a blur of chaos.

It could be said that the only part of the entire secret realm worth sweeping was this Black Water River.

Just as the three of them were chatting while sweeping the battlefield,

suddenly,

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Roar roar!!"

The roaring sound of the surging Black Water River was drowned out by a suddenly ringing chorus of battle cries.

A thick fog suddenly rose along the riverbank. Within the fog,

a team of Yin Soldiers dressed in dark armor could be faintly seen fighting fiercely with a powerful monster.

The long halberds in the hands of these Yin Soldiers gleamed with a cold light, and the armor on their bodies was also exceptionally fine—completely incomparable to the Yin Soldiers by the riverside.

One of them even continuously waved a large black banner, commanding its companions to fight the monster.

Through the fog, Sun Po also faintly caught sight of the monster's full appearance.

That was a deformed monster wearing a tattered crimson robe, more than ten meters tall, with a fat figure like a cyan-black meat mountain.

Foul-smelling pus flowed across the surface of its body,

and its abdomen bulged high, exposed to the outside, where the pattern of a human face could be faintly seen on it.

The long halberds of the Yin Soldiers stabbed into the surface of its skin, either being dissolved by the pus or sliding right off that slippery skin.

However, the gale force brought by every palm strike of the monster could send the Yin Soldiers flying, and if they were hit squarely, they would be directly shattered into pieces.

Although the Yin Soldiers were no match, they still fought to the death without retreating.

Seeing this, Sun Po was puzzled.

"Sister Xinyue, do monsters in secret realms also kill each other?"

Yang Xinyue looked at the opposite bank and replied,

"Of course. Some monsters even negotiate and cooperate with humans to eliminate hostile monsters..."

This greatly subverted Sun Po's understanding.

In Sun Po's long-held concept, monsters were simply monsters, born as symbols representing the slaughter of humans.

Instead, it made him ignore why these monsters killed, and why they continuously poured out from secret realms to devour humans and encroach upon human territory.

Seeing Sun Po deep in thought, Yang Xinyue patted his shoulder:

"Alright, stop thinking about it. My search watch cannot identify this monster; it looks like a new variety that has never appeared before. This kind is the most valuable, and there will be noble clans willing to spend a huge amount of money to acquire it."

With that, she rubbed her hands together and prepared to take action:

"Wulang! Go!!"

Liu Jianren's Red Snake was accidentally injured by Changyou, directly knocked back into its card state.

It was currently recovering and nurturing in Liu Jianren's spirituality space, and couldn't fight again for a short time.

Yang Wulang, who had just hidden back into the card space, looked toward the giant, mountain-fat monster on the opposite bank and laughed loudly:

"Not bad, this has some challenge!"

With that, he raised the pig-iron staff in his hand and rushed over.

Changyou on the side, after falling from the clouds, stayed quietly by Sun Po's side and hadn't reacted at all all this time.

Normally, its staff might have already lashed out.

But at this moment, Changyou's golden pupils were slightly closed, and it looked somewhat exhausted.

It only said two words in Sun Po's mind:

"Illusion."

...

Yet the truth was just as Changyou said. This monster and the Yin Soldiers, which looked as real as life,

as Yang Wulang brought down an iron staff, simply swept right through them, hitting nothing.

Seeing this, Yang Xinyue frowned deeply:

"Illusion type? How can there be such high-grade goods in such a small secret realm?"

Suddenly, a wave of anger surged fiercely in Sun Po's heart—the kind of anger that wished to burn dry the great river before him.

And the source of this anger was none other than the Double-Pupil Warrior, who had always been silent and foolishly dull.

He turned his head to look. The Double-Pupil Warrior beside him no longer possessed his previous cold and stern appearance at this moment.

His face was ferocious, the two pupils in his right eye spinning wildly and burning with dazzling blood flames.

Beneath his dense beard and hair, between his tightly clenched teeth,

he faintly squeezed out a few words filled with hatred:

"Bring..."

"Back..."

"My...!!"

"Head!!!!!"