Chapter 40.1 (1/2)

Chapter 40.1

The apocalypse’s heavenly master poorly versed in the world’s affairs (2.1)

Translated by: Niladri

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Lu kept himself calm and waited for the dizziness from transmigrating to dissipate. After his eyes and ears cleared, Lu Heng felt that he was holding something hard in his hand and looked down. It was the four-finger wide wooden sword he had seen on the client’s back before. On the hilt of the wooden sword, the words “di chen” 1 were engraved.

This di chen sword was not an ordinary object, rather the powerful ancients actually preserved the core of a hundred thousand year old thunder peach tree which used to cultivate in the true cultivation plane. Wielding it would blend one with the voice of a tempest, and provide the strength to restrain demonic energy.

Lu Heng immediately put the di chen sword on his back and sorted out his current situation. It had now been a month since the annihilation of the Hidden sect. At the very last moment, the remaining members of the sect exhausted all their spiritual energy and activated the transmission array to force out the most powerful and talented Yunlan. The teleportation transferred him randomly to an unknown mountain forest.

It’s just that a month had already passed, how could Yunlan still linger among the nearby mountains and forests? Now it was time to hurry out of the mountain forest, search for a place where human beings gathered and find ways to inquire about the whereabouts of the Lingyuan. Presently, it hadn’t been long since the demonic energy erupted, and the super base where the Lingyuan was stored still remained unknown. If one had to guess, the Lingyuan should still be on the thief.

This matter should not be delayed. Lu Heng chose a direction and prepared to leave the forest.

A few hours later, Lu Heng looked at the familiar scenery and fell silent. He realized why it’s been a month, and the Yunlan had still been wandering in the mountains. Because this body’s sense of direction was zero. No saying zero would still be an exaggeration; it should be a negative number. This Yunlan was a complete idiot.

But since his soul was put into this body, as long as he paid more attention to it, it should be no problem to walk out of the forest. As an executive whose goal was to rise to the top, how could he be overwhelmed by such a small difficulty? Lu Heng was not discouraged. He chose another road and started walking. At the same time, he paid attention to the changes of the surrounding scenery with a with 100% concentration.

Hours passed again. The same scenery, the same person.

{Can you help me turn on a navigation function, little assistant?} Lu Heng gave up on the innate skills of his body and had no choice but to turn to his little assistant.

{I’ll try.}

After a moment, the little assistant’s voice of frustration sounded.

{No, I was warned. Navigation system was going to crash. }

Having his last hope strangled, Lu Heng sat on the ground, ready to cry but had no tears. It was a bad start. Lu Heng fell backward and looked at the broken sky. He was thinking about a major issue of survival, and what Yunlan had eaten in the past month. It was important to know that animals and plants on this plane were mostly infected by demonic energy and could no longer be used as food.

Only a few hours of continuous travel, and a lot of physical energy was consumed. Lu Heng felt a little hungry. After searching his memory, Lu Heng found that he was indeed from a sect of heavenly masters, and that there was such a heaven-defying thing as fasting pill. Eating one could sustain someone for a whole day.

Lu Heng’s spirit received a shock. He fumbled in the small package he was carrying, took out a small porcelain bottle, elatedly pulled out the cork and poured into his palm. Absolutely empty.

A bleak wind blew through Lu Heng’s hair. Lu Heng felt that a few more snowflakes would be more in line with his current mood. Are you going to be the first executor to be kicked out of the plane for starvation?

“Help!” A cry of alarm drifted into Lu Heng’s ear.