Chapter 302: The Little Finger Snake (1/2)

Chapter 302: The Little Finger Snake

Translator: G.o.dBrandy Editor: Kurisu

Song Shuhang was rather interested in the Heavenly Island—after all, even the seniors in the Nine Provinces Number One Group wanted to know more about this mysterious island. Unfortunately, they weren't able to discover anything useful during their trip.

They said curiosity killed the cat. The more mysterious a place was, the more humans would want to uncover its secrets.

However, even if he were to discover the secrets of the Heavenly Island, what point there was to it? After leaving the island, his memories would be wiped, and he wouldn't remember anything!

I'm interested, but is there even a point in knowing? Song Shuhang wanted to reply like this.

But at this time, a figure appeared out of nowhere, stopping Song Shuhang from continuing with his speech.

On a huge tree in front of Song Shuhang, on a tree branch located at the height of ten meters, a figure wearing pink clothes and a red belt appeared.

Just by looking at his attire, one could easily realize that it was another cultivator from the Netherworld Realm.

However, he was different from those two vulgar pedo uncles from before. This figure had a bewitching smile on his face and pretty facial features like those of a n.o.ble.

”Heh… it seems you killed my two worthless senior brothers!” the demonic young master said to Song Shuhang while leaning against the trunk of the tree.

Song Shuhang narrowed his eyes. The style of this cultivator of the Netherworld Realm was vastly different from the other two, and his strength was also higher. Shuhang could faintly feel the power of true qi emanating from the body of this demonic young master. It meant that this person had already reached the Second Stage True Master Realm.

Song Shuhang held on to the treasured saber Broken Tyrant tightly and used his other hand to grasp the talisman in his pocket. He had double-checked several times, and there were no mistakes this time—it was precisely his last sword talisman.

Behind Song Shuhang, after seeing this cultivator of the Netherworld Realm appear, Nine Lanterns secretly clenched her small fists— You actually dared to interrupt my speech! Are you tired of living?

Seeing Song Shuhang's tense face, the demonic young master laughed, satisfied.

Next, while having an everything-is-under-my-control expression on his face, he said, ”No need to be nervous. I'm different from my two worthless senior brothers. I'm a pacifist, and I think that it's better to use words to solve problems rather than fists. The ability to reason is what differentiates intelligent beings from wild beasts!”

His words immediately piqued the interest of Lady Onion, who was lying in Song Shuhang's pocket. I agree! Beating and killing people is wrong. If possible, it would be better to solve problems with words alone. Only a brute would use violence!

According to her, if Shuhang could have a good talk with her and release her, without having to threaten her every time, it would be truly wonderful.

”...” Song Shuhang.

He likes to use 'words' to solve problems...? So, there are really people in this world with the 'chatty' attribute as their primary one. Doesn't he know that those types of people are usually the first ones to die?

”Earlier, you killed my two senior brothers. So... how about this. Lend me the duo behind you for a while—if they can satisfy me, I'll let every one of you go. What do you think of my proposal?” the demonic young master said, full of confidence.

”...” Zhuge Yue.

”...” Zhuge Zhongyang.

He was worthily a cultivator of the Netherworld Realm; even if his style was vastly different from the other two, he was still a pervert in the end.

”After seeing your expression, it seems you have no intention of accepting my proposal, right?” the demonic young master said coldly as he narrowed his eyes. At the same time, he released a burst of threatening aura from his body, directing it at Song Shuhang, Zhuge Yue, and Zhuge Zhongyang.

Zhuge Yue and Zhuge Zhongyang were unable to resist and started to tremble subconsciously.

Song Shuhang didn't utter a word; he held Broken Tyrant tightly and operated the ❮Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯, das.h.i.+ng toward the big tree. If the height of the branch was only ten meters, he could reach it in one go with the ❮Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk❯.

In the next instant, he raised Broken Tyrant high, and saber light flashed in the surrounding area.

This attack was only a cover; the real attack would come from the talisman in Song Shuhang's hand.

Once the demonic young master was in the range of the sword talisman, Song Shuhang would let him have a taste of its power.

”Sigh, why do I always meet people like you that overestimate themselves? If you want to die, I'll give you a helping hand,” the demonic young master said coldly. ”It's a pity that those two humans with a special const.i.tution didn't serve me on their own volition. If I force them into it, the effects would be much worse.”

This was the reason for all that nonsense from before.

After saying this much, the demonic young master opened his palms, revealing ten blood-colored strings that were attached to his fingers. These strings were a special type of weapon, and if used together with true qi, they could be both soft and hard; their power was astonis.h.i.+ng.

Next, he rushed forward and clawed at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang had a calm expression on his face. Just five more steps and the demonic young master would be in the range of the sword talisman!

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But just as the demonic younger master took three steps forward, he felt something cold on his ankle.

In the next instant, he saw Song Shuhang's appearance change and became bigger!

In the blink of an eye, Song Shuhang turned into a ten-meter-tall colossus! But that wasn't all, his height was continuously increasing!

At last, Song Shuhang changed into a hundred-meter-tall giant that could shoulder the heaven with his arms. Broken Tyrant also turned into a huge saber that seemed capable of rending heaven and earth.

”What technique is this? Which race does he belong to?!” the demonic young master cried out in shock.

Even if we took into consideration the ancient t.i.tan race, it was rare to have someone reach the height of hundred meters.

Moreover, t.i.tans had already disappeared from this world, and even if they had left descendants behind, it was unlikely for them to be able to change the size of their body to that of a normal person.

”In this case… it should be an illusion, right?” the demonic young master muttered.

Yeah, there is no other explanation; it must be an illusion!