Chapter 1027: Chapter 129: Hunting Ground

Long Legs Big Wave Club is an honest and unpretentious place.

There are various types of girls here, and the vast majority possess the three qualities contained in the club’s name.

Such a place in the Capital District might be shut down the next day, but in the Dongyou Region, it’s legal.

Many men from the Capital District like traveling out of the area specifically to visit places like this legally and ‘experience’ life.

This place is different from the spider girls at the Mountain Wildflower House; they don’t play word games. When you ask for a group activity, you definitely won’t get a gym scene.

And Wen Wen uses this place as his temporary base.

It’s not because he has any filthy thoughts; it’s just that this place happens to be at the center of Xizhu District, and the facilities here are the most comfortable, making it a great place to kill time.

“Tao Qingqing, did you note the expressions and actions of these girls?”

“Learn from them, smile more, don’t wear a poker face all day long. Treat me like I’m a Creator God, got it?”

Tao Qingqing stood to the side with an icy face, not reacting to Wen Wen’s words. If she weren’t so timid, she’d have slapped Wen Wen already.

Wen Wen, legs crossed, enjoyed the service from several unique women—some feeding him fruit, others singing tunes.

In Wen Wen’s view, this was already quite a corrupt lifestyle. As for going further… he had the desire but lacked the courage.

Truthfully, he didn’t particularly like this environment, but it’s a rare experience; over eight hundred square meters of a hall, filled with over a hundred men and women.

As for Tao Qingqing, the crowd of flirty women here was downright disgusting.

These women were as shameless as the fox spirit in the Sanctuary… No, even the fox spirit wouldn’t do this many people in one place.

She even saw a female vampire…

Boom!

The club’s wall suddenly exploded, stone debris like sharp arrows shooting at everyone inside.

Wen Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and flicked his fingers, sending out dozens of energy swords to block the more lethal shards.

Even so, almost everyone inside the club was injured, but fortunately, nobody was fatally wounded.

Under the influence of the Cup of Divine Blood’s power, these people remained calm and didn’t panic or flee even after being injured.

The women continued to chuckle sweetly, while the men continued to enjoy the services.

From the shattered wall, a woman wearing a white priestly robe walked in. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a perfect figure, comparable to the club’s top stars.

Wen Wen stood up, waved his hand to have Tao Qingqing evacuate the people inside the club.

With the power of the Cup of Divine Blood affecting them, they were like walking corpses; if no one helped evacuate them and called ambulances, many could die from blood loss.

Wen Wen gazed at the woman who had entered, his eyes flashing with hostility. If he hadn’t reacted timely, the girl massaging his leg would have had her head blown off.

He had seen this woman through Tao Qingqing’s bat; she was one of the five contestants from Glory Church and had managed to locate him here.

Facing the woman, Wen Wen extended his left hand and touched his face, showing the mark on his hand.

“Your shoes and fists have no marks, so you must be a Divine Technician at the Assimilation Realm.”

The woman snorted lightly, responding to Wen Wen’s words.

“You have this mark as well, so you’re a contestant too. It’s completely normal for you to make a move against me.”

“But what I can’t understand is why you’re being so ruthless here; this is your territory, and many have died…”

The woman interrupted Wen Wen: “Do you know how much evil is born here each year? Do you know what kind of scum frequently linger here? Do you know how many bodies are thrown into the river beside the club each year?”

“You know nothing. This is a filthy place. Usually, I can’t do anything about it, but now… I want to completely destroy it!”

Wen Wen frowned: “Even if some here deserve to die, it doesn’t mean everyone does, right? Some people are just here for the experience without doing anything out of line; some have no choice but to work here to make a living…”

“Are you defending them? You don’t seem to be a good person either, so go die too!”

The woman’s expression tightened slightly, then became more aggressive as she began chanting words from the church’s scriptures. A Cross formed from divine power coalesced in front of her, quickly piercing towards Wen Wen.

Wen Wen waved his hand, dispersing the Cross, shaking his head: “Seems you’re not easy to communicate with. Let’s chat after subduing you.”

Seeing her technique easily dismantled by Wen Wen, the woman’s expression changed, realizing the person before her was not an opponent she could handle.

But before she could react further, Wen Wen appeared before her, grabbing her by the head.

For the current Wen Wen, a Divine Technician of the Assimilation Realm without much combat experience was as fragile as a chick.

Wen Wen dragged the woman by her head back to his previous seat, intrigued by the five contestants from Glory Church.

The Cup of Divine Blood had deep ties with Glory Church, so these young priests surely knew some insider information.

After taking a few steps, Wen Wen suddenly released his grip and stepped back.

He saw the entire hall cut across by a sharp beam of light; had Wen Wen not let go, his hand would have been hurt.

Wen Wen then noticed the woman’s hand mark glowing slightly, and a female angel with three pairs of wings appeared behind her, wielding a longsword pointing at Wen Wen.

That angel took the form of a female, with hair long enough to touch her heels and a white hat on her head, her expression indifferent.

“Tsk, tsk, and you call this place filthy? The angel you’ve brought isn’t any better. At least the girls here wear clothes in public.”

The female angel’s long hair and wings covered the crucial parts; although nothing was exposed, she still seemed more alluring than the girls here.

…

Lin Zheyuan ran quickly through the alley, tentacle-like red nerve vessels rapidly spreading behind him.

“Run faster, run faster… This is my first time hunting a Demon Hunter.”

A white-robed priest, with a sinister smile on his face, watched Lin Zheyuan scurry everywhere like a cat-and-mouse game.

He was the strongest among Glory Church’s contestants, his power alone reaching Upper Sequence.

For him, this Divine Blood Cup contest was his hunting ground.