Chapter 1123: Chapter 74: You Need to Grow Up Faster

Chelsea is a Zuge.

Just thirty minutes ago, he had just experienced the most dangerous and thrilling adventure of his life as a guide.

He led the upright ape who called himself Professor Smith and his expedition team to escape from the lair of the black-haired Guge.

The black-haired gorillas were about to explode with rage. They attempted to summon their deities to cast the most vicious curse on those damned thieves.

And then, the earth fell from the sky.

Chelsea could swear that there wasn’t any error in his language description.

Right in front of him, the sky suddenly lost its light, and then a huge, massive piece of land tore through the sky and fell down.

They had already fled almost ten kilometers away, yet they were still not able to escape the aftershocks from the collision of heaven and earth.

The crimson wasteland instantly tore open a massive crack for an unknown length, and Professor Smith’s expedition team fell into it silently.

Chelsea didn’t even know how he survived. The scene was too terrifying and caused an unprecedented shock to his already limited mental capacity, leaving his mind completely blank.

He couldn’t hear anything, couldn’t see anything, only felt the blood flowing continuously from his nostrils.

And then, he suddenly understood it all.

This body is too frail; I need to escape quickly.

There is still a chance to turn the tables, and the lessons from this experience can be lived out in future instances.

That kid will be alone at some point…

However, the moment he turned around, his rapidly functioning brain suddenly came to a halt.

A blood-colored steel hand came at him, easily gripping his head.

“Wait!”

Thud—

He hadn’t even had time to think of his line before his head was crushed on the spot.

This is the sixth one.

Wang Yunxiao raised his hand to flick away the brain matter and blood sticking to his palm, gazing coldly around.

Most of these old bastards have a card up their sleeve for feigning death and escaping. They never die completely. Once given a chance, they can stage a comeback.

Unfortunately for him, this time he faced the best hunter.

Or perhaps one could say, the most professional slaughterer.

A top student from Hogwarts once said that seven is a magical number.

If he could truly release seventy-two incarnations to disperse and escape, Wang Yunxiao would only be able to admit that he was outmatched.

However, betting on his killing intent lock and battle intuition, Wang Yunxiao wagered that he only had seven chances.

The borders of ancient empires depended on the administrative jurisdiction of the central government.

In other words, the same track for vehicles, the same language for books.

Beyond this range, it was basically free-range.

The same applies to people. Don’t be fooled by King Solomon’s self-proclaimed seventy-two demon gods being so powerful; in actuality, only a few of them had real strength and prestige. The rest were just there to make up the numbers, like the Liangshan Heroes.

If he really had seventy-two avatars and dozens escaped, could he truly retrieve them smoothly without infighting?

That would be rather difficult.

The dilapidated blood-colored mecha stood still for a moment before transforming into a blur and vanishing instantly.

Five kilometers away, in a crevice among rocks, a spider the size of a hunting dog curled up in a dark corner, using rubble to cover itself, striving not to make a single sound.

Hiding here should be alright…

In the next moment, the rock shattered, and the spider’s body was pierced through by a long spear, its bodily fluid splattering everywhere.

The seventh one.

The surging killing intent in his mind finally calmed down.

For King Solomon, such accolades seem to somewhat insult the term of a prodigy. Considering historical perspectives alone, without the excessive references in modern day anime and games, the greatest contribution of this wise king was simply making his country a bit better and then filling the harem, leaving behind many descendants.

But after his death, that kingdom fell into division.

To put it bluntly, the pressure he brought to Wang Yunxiao didn’t even compare to Kong Ting.

It’s not just because Wang Yunxiao has now ascended to Blood Slaughter status and his combat power has increased significantly.

The main issue is that the tricks used by this old thing are too low-level.

It’s like punching the Nanshan Nursing Home, kicking the North Sea Kindergarten – a sense of bullying the weak.

Wang Yunxiao glanced at the spider’s corpse and stepped on it again.

Small country, few people, fearing power but not kindness.

The blood-colored mecha leaped into the air, breaking through the clouds, and landed at the mountain peak.

This is the tombstone for King Solomon.

A white-haired girl lay quietly on the tombstone, her nose and mouth bleeding, staining the pink threads.

Wang Yunxiao removed the armor from his body, casually planting the long spear next to him, looking up to meet the calculating gazes around him.

“What are you looking at? Got nothing else to do?”

He snorted coldly, and the majority of the gazes around him disappeared instantly, leaving only a few lingering on Li Mumu, seemingly intrigued by the girl who buried Solomon.

Wang Yunxiao gripped the long spear and politely said, “Scram.”

The remaining gazes quickly withdrew.

Not someone to mess with, not someone to mess with.

“Grandson-in-law!”

Xu Huange tugged at Wang Yunxiao’s pant leg, anxiously and quietly said, “My great-great-great-granddaughter seems a bit dead, what should we do?”

“It’s alright, if she’s dead, then she’s dead.”

“Wow, how can you say something so cold and heartless?”

“You don’t understand, this is called marital charm.”

Wang Yunxiao bent down and hugged Li Mumu.

Noble Mountain God of West Spring Mountain, where is West Spring Mountain?

West Spring Mountain is in the Netherworld.

To die is like going home.

My wife’s connections in the Netherworld are extensive…

“Hold my leg.”

“Oh, okay.”

Xu Huange pouted, obediently holding onto Wang Yunxiao’s leg.

A flash of silver light passed by, and after a brief spin of the world, they were transported back to the Real World.

As soon as they landed, Wang Yunxiao met a pair of eyes with a knowing smile.

Yes, they were directly transported to Miss Bai Zhi’s residence.

I want to report… oops, wrong scene, I want to report the Chess Herald from the Astronomy Bureau for misconduct! I wasn’t even psychologically prepared!

Miss Bai Zhi, holding a vegetable basket, seemed to have just returned from the market. She nodded at Wang Yunxiao and glanced at the little girl hiding behind him.

“Was it fun outside?”

“It was… alright.”

Xu Huange replied somewhat guiltily.

“It was a bit dangerous.”

“Will you go out again in the future?”

“Yes!”

Xu Huange answered without hesitation.

“Not every day can be such thrilling excitement, right?”

“You can’t really say.”

Miss Bai Zhi smiled and said, “Our family has offended quite a few people in the past. Although most of the issues have been resolved, there may be some oversights. So… you need to eat well, sleep well, and grow up quickly.”

“Once you grow up, you can protect your grandmother.”