I Pick up a Lost Godhood-Chapter 70 - 68: The Great Con of the Treasure Heist

Chapter 70: Chapter 68: The Great Con of the Treasure Heist

An overwhelming pressure descended, forcing Zhang Daoru to spit out another mouthful of blood. His face turned ashen. Meanwhile, Cheng Lili’s entire body flushed crimson as if engorged with blood.

"Junior, leave an arm behind and scram!"

The pressure intensified. Suo Ming and Zhao Lingxuan hastily retreated, while the Fire Simurgh broke through the Beast Trapping Array to shield the three of them.

A mysterious voice echoed from all directions as the pressure grew, yet the trio felt none of it.

"Martial Uncle, save me."

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Daoru ripped off his own left arm. "Senior, if you would leave your name, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect will surely repay you one day!"

"You are not worthy. Scram!"

The voice was like a clap of thunder. Zhang Daoru scrambled and crawled his way out, managing to drag the half-dead Cheng Lili with him as he fled for his life.

The pressure vanished instantly.

The few groups of people spying from the outside knew a fight had started. They had detected a Demon Cultivator’s array, but it dissipated after a short while. A man and a woman crawled out in a sorry state, and when the onlookers got a clear look at them, they were shocked.

Zhang Daoru, one of the Seven Demons of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect! He was a top-tier master in the sect, yet his arm had been severed.

Zhao Lingxuan was drenched in fragrant sweat. She leaned against Wang Meng’s body, only relaxing after the two had fled. She instantly grew very pale.

Wang Meng supported Zhao Lingxuan and said softly, "Bao’Er, focus your spirit and circulate your energy. Activate your Cultivation Technique!"

The voice seemed to resound in the depths of her heart. Zhao Lingxuan slowly sat down cross-legged. The battle with Zhang Daoru was an experience unlike any she’d had before. She had received guidance from elders at home, but this was completely different. Fighting a fortieth-something level opponent at her eighteenth level... the brief battle had almost completely exhausted her Elemental Power.

Suo Ming gripped his hammer tightly, glaring vigilantly at their surroundings. In truth, his hands were trembling slightly. That demonic woman’s Fire Talismans had been quite fierce.

"Boss, what do we do?"

Wang Meng smiled and patted Suo Ming’s shoulder. "It’s fine. Put down the hammer. Let’s set up the tent and relax a little."

The Gloom Array had vanished, and the few groups of onlookers had of course seen what happened here, but no one dared to make a move.

Even the lecherous demon Zhang Daoru had lost an arm. Who would dare to try their luck?

Wang Meng carried Zhao Lingxuan into the tent. ’This little girl is really light,’ he thought. ’She should eat more.’

As soon as they were inside the tent, Suo Ming collapsed onto the ground, panting heavily. That had been way too intense.

If it had just been Wang Meng and Suo Ming, they wouldn’t have run into this kind of trouble. But Zhao Lingxuan was just too conspicuous. Draped in Magical Treasures, accompanied by a Spirit Beast, and herself being a top-grade Furnace Cauldron coveted by many Demon Cultivators, she actually dared to wander around.

Without a doubt, a certain young lady had snuck out from home again.

"Brother Meng, what happened? Did those two go crazy? Why did he rip his own arm off?"

"Perhaps they saw the error of their ways."

Wang Meng smiled. "Focus on your Cultivation Technique. This is a rare opportunity."

Wang Meng released his Divine Sense, confirming that no one dared to approach. ’Using a Bewitching Technique right in front of me... they truly had a death wish.’

His biggest worry when using his Divine Sense now was triggering a Celestial Tribulation. Zhang Daoru’s clever little Gloom Array had actually saved Wang Meng the trouble.

If Zhang Daoru had been more ruthless and willing to risk injury, Wang Meng wouldn’t have been able to do anything to him. The Divine Sense was just a bluff. Although Evil Cultivators had some Secret Techniques to counter it, they all came at a great cost.

Before long, a commotion erupted outside. Countless figures shot toward Wuling Mountain. The Thousand-year-old Wumu Essence had appeared! In an instant, dozens of streaks of sword light filled the sky.

But Suo Ming couldn’t muster any interest at all. ’With my meager skills, I’d better just stay put right here.’

"Suo Ming, you stay here and watch over Little Xuan. I’m going to check it out."

Wang Meng didn’t wait for Suo Ming’s reply and flashed outside. He spread his Divine Sense, searching for traces of the Thousand-year-old Wumu Essence.

This Wumu Essence was truly a Wood Spirit Object. It could teleport as long as there were trees, sending a crowd of Cultivators running all over the place. But such a Spiritual Object would eventually tire, and in the end, it couldn’t escape the Cultivators’ pursuit.

Wang Meng didn’t join the chase. In his current condition, he could only rely on his wits.

In just about half an hour, the Wumu Essence was trapped by an array. Two Cultivators, both over the fortieth level, were the strongest among the group.

"Old Kui, do me a favor. I’ll definitely repay you next time!"

"Old Ling, I’m determined to have this Wumu Essence. Don’t even try to compete with me."

"Let’s join forces to drive away these gawkers first, then we’ll decide who’s better!"

"I agree!"

The two strongest Sword Cultivators quickly reached an agreement. They would rather let the other have it than allow a third party to fish in troubled waters.

"Kuigang of the Lihuo Sect is here! All you brats can scram!"

"Lingdu Mountain of the Evil Spirit Hall is here! All you irrelevant nobodies, crawl away!"

The Elemental Power of the two men erupted simultaneously. The dozens of surrounding Cultivators looked at each other, then at the trapped Wumu Essence that was so close, completely reluctant to leave.

"If you don’t scram within three breaths, don’t blame us for being merciless!"

Kuigang roared.

Everyone looked at each other. They had worked so hard for so long, only for it to be a case of making a wedding dress for others. But against two old-timers over the fortieth level, numbers didn’t mean much.

One by one, they left. In no time, Wuling Mountain was completely empty. They were all quite decisive about it.

"Heh heh, now it’s just the two of us."

Wang Meng smiled and retracted his Divine Sense. ’Let them fight for a while,’ he thought. ’My luck is pretty good today.’

Suo Ming was the first to awaken from his meditation. He let out a long breath, feeling refreshed and invigorated. For a young person, this kind of experience was the best catalyst for improvement.

"Boss, that was incredible! I feel like I’m about to break through!" Suo Ming was genuinely overjoyed. Who would have thought a single battle could bring such a huge improvement? One had to know that opening a new Life Mark could take months at best, or even years at worst.

Wang Meng just smiled. ’This dangerous method of cultivation is fast, but it’s like walking a tightrope. If you fall, all your previous efforts are wasted. Everyone has their own path of cultivation. The times have changed too much. You have to choose your own road; it should be your choice.’

Nearby, Zhao Lingxuan was even quieter. Meanwhile, on Wuling Mountain, the two masters above the fortieth level fought until the sky and earth turned dark. They started with Magical Treasures and Spirit Beasts, their Sword Qi soaring to the heavens. It was no longer just about the Wumu Essence; once a battle began at their level, the honor of their Sects was at stake. Neither was willing to admit defeat.

Of course, Wang Meng hoped they would fight as viciously as possible so he could pick up the scraps. Dealing with Zhang Daoru had been easy because the guy had used a Bewitching Technique. Once that kind of Enchantment-like magic was caught by his Divine Sense, the resulting backlash was incredibly fierce. But the two fighting on the mountain wouldn’t be so easy to fool.

He had thought Zhao Lingxuan would be fine after replenishing her Elemental Power, but he hadn’t expected the little girl to actually be on the verge of advancing a level. ’What talent...’

The fight between the two on the mountain was also reaching its conclusion. Whether he succeeded or not, Wang Meng had to try a bluff.

"Kuigang, your Blazing Sword hasn’t improved at all!"

Lingdu Mountain calmed his churning Elemental Power, hesitating internally. ’If this goes on, it’ll be a fight to the death.’

"Lingdu Mountain, your Evil Spirit Hall’s garbage Sword Technique is only good for killing rabbits!" Kuigang wasn’t in much better shape.

’Dammit,’ he thought. ’This is the worst-case scenario, being evenly matched. A fight to the death would mean mutual destruction. Even if I got the treasure, whether I could make it back alive would be another question. This Thousand-year-old Wumu Essence is good, but not *that* good. But if I give up, I’ll lose so much face, and it’d be letting him off way too easily.’

"You two little dolls can stop fighting now. This old man has some use for that Wumu Essence."

A voice resounded between heaven and earth.