I Have A Martial Dao World-Chapter 539 - : Killer move

Chapter 539: Killer move

The effects of the “deep-sea hydrostatic pressure simulator” were outstanding.

Under the simulated pressure of 1500 meters below the sea, the Liao Family Sisters’ bodies instinctively breathed through their aperture points while simultaneously combating this force.

After a whole day of cultivation, just like Lu Yao at the time, they grasped the first aperture point—the Tanzhong Point.

With a thought, this vital point in the center of the chest could open and close like an eye.

This delighted the two women immensely; getting started is the hardest part, and with this one under their belt, the rest of the aperture points would surely be mastered sooner or later, eventually reaching the Jin Wulou Realm.

When Lu Yao came back after being struck by lightning, he saw the sisters holding hands, jumping around joyfully with grins that stretched from ear to ear.

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Originally, he felt somewhat stifled in his heart, sensing that such weakened thunder from the Otherworld was definitely not a good sign.

But seeing the two girls’ happy and lively appearance instantly swept away his worries, and he said with a smile, “It seems you’ve had quite a harvest.”

Only then did the sisters notice his return, and they excitedly said while crowding around him, one on each side, “We’ve mastered the Tanzhong Point!”

“You’re amazing!” exclaimed Lu Yao, hugging their waists without skimping on praise.

Liao Ya, beaming with joy, said, “Thanks to the machine that junior brother brought back, you always bring back good stuff.”

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Upon hearing this, Lu Yao let out a sly laugh and said, “Of course, there’s plenty of good stuff.”

With that, he pulled out a bunch of stockings and all sorts of strange clothes.

Liao Qe, who had tried them on before, said in amazement, “So many stockings… and the craftsmanship is exquisite too.”

She expertly put on a pair of black stockings, and her long, straight legs became irresistibly seductive, making it hard not to want to touch them.

Liao Ya had previously seen these items at the Joyful Sect, and she spit disdainfully, “You shameless junior brother, I just praised you, and now you’re bringing out all this indecent stuff.”

Lu Yao teasingly said with a grin, “But they look so good, senior sister, you should wear them too.”

Shamelessly pulling out a pair of garter stockings, he prepared to help her put them on.

Unable to outstubborn her junior brother, Liao Ya capitulated, saying, “Stop, stop, stop, don’t mess around, I’ll do it myself.”

Picking out a pair of white stockings, she said, “I like this color.”

Lu Yao nodded, “That works too. Hurry and put them on~”

Liao Ya gave him a look and sat down on a chair to remove her shoes and socks, then somewhat awkwardly put on the white stockings.

After tugging at the stockings a few times to adjust them, she asked, “Is this how you wear them? Do they look good?”

With Liao Ya’s already beautiful legs and feet, the allure of the white stockings was perfectly displayed, pure yet infinitely enticing.

The sight of the sisters, one purely enticing and the other enticingly pure, competing in beauty, was too splendid for words.

Lu Yao stared, feeling that his efforts had not been in vain, truly a worthwhile purchase.

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In the following days, Lu Yao sought lightning during the day and tore stockings at night, leading a simple and happy life.

Meanwhile, on the front lines, the news was all victories—the forces had surrounded Seoul, and it would not be long before they conquered it.

However, Seoul was after all where the Izumo army’s headquarters was located, teeming with experts and heavy firepower; to avoid heavy casualties, they definitely couldn’t rush in.

Moreover, the Izumo side still had a trump card up its sleeve.

At this moment, on the north shore of the Han River, atop Namsan, there was a strange military camp officially called the “Epidemic Prevention Water Supply Troops.”

Above ground, the buildings were sparse, but there were many large water tanks made of metal. There was also a huge bunker with a thick metal door.

And despite there being only a little over 2000 people, the commanding officer was a “Lieutenant General.”

This place was filled with oddities from every corner, but “Inoue Seiichi,” a captain who had been transferred here over a month ago, had long grown accustomed to it.

He knew that the main structures were all underground, researching a special weapon known as the “Tactical Ghost.”

Inoue Seiichi was also curious about what exactly the “Tactical Ghost” was, but sadly, his rank was too low to go beyond the ground floor and the first underground level, leaving him with very little information.

Besides, recent events didn’t leave much room for his curiosity.

Facing off against the Imperial Fist’s mechas and battle armor, the imperial forces were dumbfounded, simply no match, and even Incheon Port had been captured.

Seoul was already a dead land; its conquest was only a matter of time.

Now, with everyone in a state of panic, there wasn’t much motivation to perform their duties properly.

Inoue Seiichi was outraged, as he had intended to work hard not just for himself but also for his wife’s share, to serve the Emperor to the best of his abilities, yet now he could only wait powerlessly here.

Fortunately, a woman provided him with some consolation—Kim Seol-hye, a beautiful comfort woman who served the officers.

“This foolish woman, she actually chose to enter the comfort stations voluntarily, just to be able to go to Izumo.”

Inoue Seiichi thought she was incredibly stupid, willing to do anything just to leave Goryeo.

But it’s funny how the world works; he had just thought of her, and there she was, although she arrived with a large group of people.

He saw hundreds of Izumo soldiers escorting 1000 Goryeo people to the camp.

Among them were civilians and pseudo-soldiers, and even quite a few Goryeo martial artists, their faces still carrying a hint of anticipation.

Inoue Seiichi didn’t find it strange. In recent days, living people had been continuously sent underground, never to return to the surface.

As for what they were being used for, everyone had an idea.

Seeing Kim Seol-hye being taken underground, Inoue Seiichi felt a faint regret, as she was after all a tender woman.

At this moment, Kim Seol-hye, this Goryeo woman, showed a scared expression with a delicate and charming demeanor.

Upon seeing Inoue Seiichi, she actually left the queue and ran over, hopeful as she asked:

“Lieutenant Inoue, may I ask… where are we going? Are we going to Izumo?”

Inoue Seiichi deftly avoided her gaze and said, “I’m sorry, I don’t know either. But no matter where you’re going, please continue to serve the Emperor with devotion.”

No sooner had he spoken than the guards took Kim Seol-hye away roughly.

At the same time, the metal door of the bunker slowly opened, and a number of soldiers clad in protective suits and wearing gas masks emerged.

In addition to their guns, they were also equipped with many flamethrowers.

This did not look at all like they were going to a good place, and the crowd immediately became restless.

But the sudden appearance of Grandmaster pressure made them tremble, as the commander in charge of this place also surfaced from below.

“Lieutenant General Ishii!”

Inoue Seiichi and the others promptly stood at attention and saluted.

Lieutenant General Ishii’s face was flushed with extreme excitement, as he personally escorted this group, which included quite a few Goryeo martial artists, into the underground.

Kim Seol-hye looked at Inoue Seiichi with eyes filled with utmost despair.