Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 40: Stronghold Destroyed, Lin Ping’an Gets Free Rewards and Remote Favorability Boost

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: Stronghold Destroyed, Lin Ping’an Gets Free Rewards and Remote Favorability Boost

Although he couldn’t find that Sixth Grade Evil Cult Envoy and let him slip away, Blood Axe Song Chen was not too disappointed.

When he saw this half-weapon, a look of joy appeared on his face.

"You bastard! Even though you escaped, your identity can no longer be hidden this time!"

"From now on, you can only live in perpetual fear, forever in the shadows and trash heaps."

"However, it’s a pity that such a mere Sixth Grade Evil Cult Envoy has a Space Ring in his hand! Too bad I couldn’t capture him."

"Otherwise, I could have given it to my daughter as a birthday present!"

In fact, this left-behind half of the weapon could allow the Martial Arts Association to find flaws and uncover his true identity.

In the Human Race World, once a traitor’s identity is exposed, death is only a matter of time.

Unless they escape to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races and obtain shelter from their master.

Otherwise, there’s no hope for peace.

But to the Ten Thousand Races, once these traitors expose their identity, they no longer have any value.

Shelter?

What a joke!

They’ll just be kicked aside!

After all, worthless beings don’t need to live.

The Ten Thousand Races are far colder and crueler than imagined; the rules of survival of the fittest are most vividly displayed there.

Only these deluded fools would trust the Ten Thousand Races, treating them as gods.

Although puzzled by these brainless thoughts, in any time or world, there’s no shortage of those with servile souls.

To them, life among the foreign races seems much better than among their own, worthy of sacrificing their lives.

No matter how many times you tell them, they won’t believe; they’d rather take their vain fantasies as truth.

At this moment, Blood Axe Song Chen packed up his things on the street side, then soared into the air, bursting with Qi Blood, rushing back like an arrow.

Seconds later, he reappeared outside the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall, above the giant chasm he had just split open.

Coincidentally, as he appeared, he saw two Fifth Grade cultists with beast heads and bodies, with little human features left, climbing up. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Roar roar roar..."

As soon as they set foot on the ground, they howled skyward, their red eyes roaring incessantly.

These two guys had just been severely injured and left dying by an axe, fallen into the chasm depths, and immediately activated their bloodline, letting loose the transformation.

However, due to grave injuries, recovery took quite some time.

Just emerging, they ran into returning Blood Axe Song Chen; truly unfortunate.

"Hahaha... these two bastards have turned into little beasts, just the perfect outlet for my anger."

At this moment, Blood Axe Song Chen’s face showed threads of ferocity and cruelty.

Having accidentally let the big fish slip away, though he gained something, his heart still simmered with resentment.

These two guys before him were practically asking for trouble.

Speaking, Song Chen descended from the sky, swinging his axe, charging fiercely forward.

On the other side, the two Fifth Grade cultists raised their heads at the sound, their eyes meeting from afar.

Though most of their sanity had already been lost, the remaining bit still vaguely recalled the terror of that axe just now.

Moreover, their remaining animal instincts also continued to send warnings.

The disparity between Fifth Grade and Sixth Grade was already incomprehensibly vast, let alone Blood Axe Song Chen, the Chairman of Martial Arts Association in Earth Sea City, an outstanding figure among Sixth Grade Quasi-Master Level.

This way, the gap was so immense that they couldn’t muster any will to resist.

Facing the situation, the two beast-shaped cultists spoke no words and fled in different directions frantically, not daring to linger a second longer.

The arrogance in their howls moments ago was matched by their current panic in fleeing.

Seeing this scene, Blood Axe Song Chen sneered and accelerated.

"You want to run? That depends on whether your Grandpa Song agrees! Meteor Slash!"

In an instant, one cultist was directly sliced in two by the thrown Giant Axe.

After struggling twice on the ground, it lost all signs of life.

Sixth Grade is indeed formidable but has not entirely reached the stage of high-grade life transformation.

Cut into two, he’s still dead.

Meanwhile, Blood Axe Song Chen, after disposing of one cultist with a weapon throw, sprinted on to the next cultist barehanded.

"Bang~"

With just a punch, he hammered the beast head straight into the chest cavity, while under the tremendous force, the Fifth Grade beast-shaped cultist fell to its knees, creating a deep pit.

Like a nail, it was driven hard into the ground.

Simultaneously, inside the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall, the battle similarly concluded.

A dozen enforcement officers dragged bodies away, while conveniently tidying the battlefield.

Moments later, a Fifth Grade top brass from Earth Sea Martial Arts Association appeared, with a grim face, he stepped forward.

"Chairman, the battle has ended, the cultist encampment inside Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall has been completely cleared."

"Killed one Fourth Grade cultist, two Third Grade, six Second Grade, fifteen First Grade, and twenty-six unranked, totaling forty cultists."

"Not one of our people died, only three were severely injured, and twelve lightly wounded."

"Oh, Chairman Song, next time could you refrain from being too rough? At least leave some alive, might squeeze more information out."

While reporting the result, they didn’t forget to complain modestly.

Hearing this, Blood Axe Song Chen tilted his eyes, smirked.

"Bah! You brat! Talking about me? Weren’t you the same? Not leaving a single one alive!"

Upon hearing these words, the Fifth Grade top brass fell into awkward silence.

The first brother doesn’t talk about the second brother; they’re cut from the same cloth.

"Cough cough cough... just a slip-up... all just slip-ups..."

"Ahahahaha... This chairman’s the same, got careless and couldn’t hold back."

Blood Axe Song Chen laughed heartily, smacking his lips, lamenting as he carried on.

"What a shame, that Sixth Grade big fish ran away, and he’s an Evil Cult Envoy with a Space Ring; his identity must be special and valuable."

"This half-spear is his weapon, report to headquarters, dig out his identity, might come across some unexpected gains."

"Let’s go! Although not entirely perfect, this operation was very successful."

"No deaths, and we eradicated the entire cultist stronghold in Earth Sea City in one fell swoop. Cultists in several nearby cities might be scared stiff, unlikely to poke their heads out for a while."

"In the meantime, let’s clear up the city thoroughly, apprehend all these rats."

"By the way, don’t forget to search for that fleeing Sixth Grade, make sure he doesn’t get too jumpy; I’ll take care of him personally outside the city!"

"Also, contact Chairman Li in Celestial Yang City to express gratitude. I recall it started when a Fourth Grade cultist attacked a young fellow named Lin Ping’an."

"And he even voluntarily provided a portrait of assistance. Give some appropriate resources and reward bonuses, after all, that young fellow made a contribution!"

Upon these words, the Fifth Grade top brass nodded, prepared to issue orders for wrap-up work.

...

Meanwhile.

Far away in Celestial Yang City, Lin Ping’an was busy creating cultivation techniques, unaware.

It was due to his maneuver that a cultist stronghold next door in Earth Sea City was annihilated.

Moreover, he gained Martial Arts Resources out of thin air and incidentally earned favor from everyone at the Martial Arts Association in the neighboring city.

For these warriors, successfully killing so many cultists at once was as joyous as celebrating a festival.

And the initial cause of all this, Lin Ping’an, earned these people’s recognition.

As long as you stand irreconcilable against cultists, we are the best of friends.