The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 499: Breaking Army

"It’s nothing, let’s head back first. I don’t want to stay in this damn place for another day!"

Vaguely sensing the threat of the "palladium element" toxicity, Tony Stark forced a wry smile, steering the topic away.

A few hours later, a luxurious private plane took off from the military base, heading straight across the ocean.

In the plane’s dining area, Tony Stark was gobbling down dishes meticulously prepared by the chef, finally regaining strength in his nearly exhausted body.

"Whew~"

After eating and drinking to his fill, Tony let out a long sigh of relief, finally having the time to look at the lazy black-clothed youth sitting on the sofa not far away.

The sunlight streaming through the window cast a hazy golden glow over the youth, whose dark eyes stared out the window, distant and profound, lost in thoughts unknown.

Just watching him, Tony felt as if he was admiring a beautiful, dreamlike painting, inexplicably filled with a desire to get to know him.

Curiosity and awe interwoven in his heart, Tony approached the sofa opposite him, softly asking.

"Zhu, what are you thinking about? So lost in thought?"

Withdrawing his gaze from the window, slightly unfocused pupils refocused, Zhu Haomiao smiled slightly.

"Nothing much, just experiencing new powers." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"New powers?"

"Yeah."

Zhu Haomiao looked at the information in the "Book of Black," nodding with a playful smile.

"Heavenly Gang Power": LV.0→LV.6 (Perfect)

"Essence" +142 (71×200%)

"Qi" +96 (48×200%)

"God" +82 (41×200%)

"Imprisonment" → "Breaking Army"

Draining the essence of two villains who tried to kill the "protagonist," the previously impoverished family finally became wealthy, and the cultivation technique previously completed could now be realized.

And with stepping onto the "Middle Heavenly Position," and benefiting from the growth coefficient, the gains from practicing the cultivation technique were much greater than at the "Initial Heavenly Position."

But compared to the specific "quantity" improvement, Zhu Haomiao valued the "quality" transformation more.

"Breaking Army"... A legendary power for both offense and defense!

With a thought, a vast amount of true qi burst forth from his bodily apertures, under the authority of "Breaking Army," it condensed into a thin, cicada-wing-like, invisible transparent shield.

Lightly caressing the back of his hand, feeling this almost nonexistent yet indestructible protective gang qi, Zhu Haomiao curled his lips, raising his hand and spreading his fingers under Tony Stark’s astonished gaze.

In an instant, a surge of spiritual energy gushed out from his palm, energy that should have dispersed spread under the constraints of "Breaking Army" and "God," manifesting into a visible outline, then gradually solidifying.

A few seconds later, a semi-transparent, beautiful long sword like it was made of crystal glass hovered a few centimeters above Zhu Haomiao’s palm, slowly rotating like a holographic projection, refracting myriad rays under the sun.

Involuntarily widening his eyes, although he had heard various legends of supernatural powers, this was the first time Tony Stark had witnessed "a miracle" so closely.

"Oh my God, has the art of dismantling putty evolved to such a level?"

Tony reflexively held his head and wailed, and the smile on the face of the black-clothed youth next to him instantly froze.

Damn it, the art of dismantling putty!

Wait!

It seems somehow not entirely wrong either...

With a complex expression, Zhu Haomiao furrowed his brows, about to speak, yet finding nothing to say, he could only roll his eyes in resignation.

On the other side, Tony Stark’s attention was entirely caught by the magnificent sword floating mid-air, his bright eyes full of excitement and curiosity of discovering a new world.

Seeing this, Zhu Haomiao flipped his wrist and tossed the sword gently, and it flew toward Tony, startling him as he jumped back a few meters.

But the imagined horror scene didn’t occur; the semi-transparent crystal sword seemed like a real tangible entity, landing on the sofa, pressing down a small dent.

"Can... can I touch it?"

Swallowing nervously, Tony Stark cautiously asked.

The pure energy condensed into a tangible object!

The door to an unknown world seemed to crack open a sliver before him, revealing the vast and mysterious domain beyond.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao nodded with a smile.

"Don’t worry, its nature is quite stable, just be careful not to cut yourself."

Hearing these words, Tony Stark boldly reached out, grasping the sword hilt.

It felt slightly cool to the touch; the seemingly heavy glass-like crystal sword felt light as a feather. Tony Stark swayed it a couple of times, mimicking movie actions and playing with it gleefully.

Thud!

The next second, the blade, misjudging the distance, swept across the table corner, effortlessly slicing through the thick solid wood.

Seeing this, a chill ran down Tony’s back, and he hurriedly gripped the sword hilt tighter, not daring to swing it carelessly.

He definitely didn’t want to accidentally cut off his own leg!

Hesitating for a moment, Tony reluctantly returned the sword to Zhu Haomiao, his eyes full of hopeful yearning.

"Zhu, can I learn your putty-tearing skill?"

"Oh? I have many skills, which one do you want to learn?"

Receiving the sword, Zhu Haomiao sat up with interest, and with a thought, the consolidated energy instantly collapsed, reabsorbing into his body.

Seeing such a magical scene, Tony Stark grew even more restless, wanting to speak but suddenly stopping, hanging on his lips.

In a daze, he sensed this seemed to be an important choice concerning his fate, not to be made lightly!

Following some mysterious guidance, Tony glanced at the ark reactor on his chest, hesitating for a long moment, then spoke, word by word.

"I want to learn life-saving skills!"

"Life-saving?"

Glancing at Tony’s glowing chest, Zhu Haomiao nodded thoughtfully.

"There are some, but I don’t lightly teach my skills..."

Mid-sentence, Tony Stark solemnly nodded: "I understand, a teacher for a day, a father for life... absorb wealth..."

Imitating the movie, Tony clasped his hands in salute, attempting to kneel, only to find himself held upright by an invisible force, unable to kneel no matter what.

On the other side, the black-clothed youth propped his chin with one hand, giving him an annoyed look.

"You understand nothing, I certainly won’t take a troublemaker like you as my apprentice..."

Hearing this, Tony Stark’s eyes dimmed, the feeling of a treasure mountain right in front but unreachable was painful.

But in the next moment, he heard the black-clothed youth’s tone change.

"However, teaching you some life-saving methods is no problem..."

Yet before he could even rejoice for three seconds, he saw the black-clothed youth’s expression change into a teasing smile, adding.

"But not now."

"......"

Silent for several seconds, Tony Stark sulked furiously.

"Zhu, you’re playing me!"

Tony Stark had never been played like this; it was always him playing tricks on others.

Seeing Tony, full of childlike frustration, run to the side and plop down, Zhu Haomiao chuckled, explaining.

"I’m really not teasing you; it’s just that I need to make some... hmm... adjustments based on your qualifications..."