The Monster is Coming

Chapter 382 Unrivaled in the World, The Peach Blossom Spring

Bo Yan's heart pounded as he faced the approaching demonic cultivator.

Judging from the logic presented in the guide, he doesn't seem to need to worry about competing with cultivators from the world of wealth and power in terms of wealth.

The player's combat strength may not be considered strong in the monster world.

However, in terms of growth potential and even the power of rules that govern him, his value cannot be simply measured by wealth.

The attacking demonic cultivator could probably easily smash his head with his fists.

But this is a crushing defeat in the physical dimension.

Now that the other party wants to use the rules of money and power to compete with me on the dimension of wealth, the situation is completely different.

In this dimension, demonic cultivators abandoned direct crushing and instead used wealth stats to calculate combat power.

As a player, he carries wealth in his pocket, which can be seen as proof of unlimited assets.

It is also a certificate that binds to the entire player system and allows for unlimited resurrections.

The life souls embedded in the star vein slots, if taken out at random, are of a rule-level quality that cannot be measured by any amount of resources.

No matter how strong their financial resources are, they can't compete with the "Player Consortium" in terms of who has more bank card balance.

This behavior is tantamount to looking down on the creator of the monster world in the background story: Brother Di Zhao.

That's incredibly disrespectful to Emperor Zhao's immense power.

If we really want to measure wealth, even a single hair from Emperor Zhao could crush this civilization.

He speculated that even with the scanning and quantification of the rules of money and power, the value of the soul might not be measurable.

It's like trying to weigh an aircraft carrier with a scale; you simply can't calculate its true weight.

Even if we could get a numerical value, it would be an astronomical figure.

Bo Yan's heart pounded, filled with both fear and the anticipation of potentially delivering a devastating blow to the other party.

The demonic cultivator's black robes fluttered in the wind as six figures surrounded him in a fan shape.

Greed and ruthlessness gleamed in his eyes beneath the hood.

The leading demonic cultivator grinned and raised his hand, the debt runes on his black robe suddenly lighting up:

"So what if they are extraterrestrial demons? Once they arrive in the Golden Power Realm, they have to abide by the rules here."

From this sentence, Bo Yan gleaned a piece of information.

It is clear that outside beings often accidentally intrude into this space.

However, due to the suppression of the Golden Power rules that cover the space, all combat skills and abilities of the beings outside will disappear. They will be pulled to the same level as the beings in the Golden Power space, and then defeated by their own advantages.

It can be said that ordinary beings entering the Golden Power Space will inevitably have their combat power greatly weakened.

Just then, all six of them simultaneously stepped forward and accelerated through the air.

The demonic energy around him gathered into a black torrent, rushing towards Bo Yan.

They were using a combined attack technique of demonic cultivators, which could amplify the debt values ​​of the six people, creating a suppressive force far exceeding that of a single individual.

Bo Yan could clearly see the red numbers above their heads rapidly increasing, from -1000 million all the way up, eventually condensing into a dazzling "-3100 million", like a guillotine hanging over their heads, quickly approaching.

"It's now!"

The leading demonic cultivator roared, and the black torrent he released instantly crashed into Bo Yan's body, causing the judgment mechanism of the Golden Power Rule to be activated immediately.

Bo Yan looked up at that moment and saw a string of numbers suddenly light up above his head.

It transformed into a blurry spot of light, gradually turning into clear golden characters that slowly swirled in mid-air.

The demonic cultivators' sinister smiles hadn't faded yet, but the moment they saw the string of numbers, their pupils suddenly contracted, and a terrified hiss escaped their throats.

Because what's floating above Bo Yan's head isn't a specific numerical value.

Instead, it was a line of constantly flashing golden text: ∞.

Infinity.

When the test results came out, an arrogant smile immediately appeared on Bo Yan's face.

Just as he had guessed, even with all the logic at its disposal, the rules of gold and power could not quantify the player system's permissions or the value of their life essence.

It's even more difficult to calculate all the functions and effects related to the Emperor's omen.

Ultimately, only this symbol, which transcends all numerical systems, can be used to mark an incalculable value.

The leading demonic cultivator hissed, his greed instantly replaced by extreme fear.

Because this is a number it has never seen before.

The other demonic cultivators were also struck as if by lightning, their bodies stiffening on the spot. The negative number they generated together contrasted sharply with the "∞" generated above Bo Yan's head.

They could clearly sense that the Golden Power Heavenly Way was operating wildly.

They attempted to determine the winner based on the numerical difference.

However, when a finite number collides with an infinite number, the Gold Rule simply cannot calculate the exact difference.

Under normal circumstances, the erasure process will only be initiated if the numerical difference exceeds 80%.

The Gold Power rule is currently stuck at the judgment stage.

It's like a computer crashing and being unable to proceed to the next step.

But the logical rules must take effect.

After a prolonged period of stagnation, the Gold Rights Rule announced its ruling.

The answer was exactly as Bo Yan had predicted.

puff!
The leading demonic cultivator was the first to explode.

His body seemed to be crushed by an invisible, enormous force, turning into a sky full of black blood mist.

Then came the second, the third... six demonic cultivators, like firecrackers that had been lit, exploded one after another under the absolute logic of the rules of money and power.

According to the absolute logic of the rules of money and power, these black, blood-red lights containing the energy of debt should have been recycled and devoured, flowing back to the tower of money and power through the channels of the rules.

Ultimately, this translates into the fundamental numerical values ​​that sustain the world's operation.

However, the moment the Gold Power rule takes effect, the "Extract All Things" feature of the player system is also activated.

The black blood mist abruptly stopped in mid-air, its trajectory, which was about to surge into the rift, was forcibly reversed, turning into churning black mist.

The extraction process uses a brutal decomposition of energy to remove inferior substances, leaving only pure, unadulterated energy, much like panning for gold in mud.

They then rushed toward Bo Yan's body.

The moment it touched Bo Yan's body, it rushed into his body through his pores.

Ultimately, it transformed into the challenger's prompt that echoed in Bo Yan's mind.

The main soul "Light Shield," which was already stuck at the upgrade threshold, immediately leveled up after absorbing the hunting rewards.

Bo Yan could clearly feel a warm energy flowing through his limbs and bones, enhancing his physical fitness and mental perception.

The same was true for the blood mist that exploded from the other demonic cultivators.

The spatial rifts that appeared out of thin air opened and closed in vain, trying to take away the power of wealth, but they couldn't even grasp a wisp of energy.

Before the superdimensional one of the four gods, the absolute logic of the rules of money and power is like a child's toy.

The demonic cultivators who exploded were all judged as hunting rewards, which were converted into sacrificial power and life soul evolution points in Bo Yan's balance column.

As the black torrent dissipated, Bo Yan stood still, his heart still pounding.

He looked down at his hands, feeling the power surging within him, and then opened his spatial inventory interface to check his balance.

My gaze finally fell on the line of text fading away at the top of my head, and I suddenly burst out laughing.

He knew he had truly stumbled upon a tremendous opportunity.

All living beings in this world, regardless of their hunting level.

Trying to use your financial resources to max out your unlimited bank card will only lead to your instant demise under the crushing force of the rules and logic.

Even if the hunting level is 100, 200, or even higher.

As long as you use a money-based system to fight, it's a piece of cake.

Before the forces behind this world make their move, Bo Yan felt he had to seize the opportunity and make as much money as possible.

Even if you are liquidated and forced out of the game, you can still earn back all your principal and interest.

Having made up his mind, Bo Yan's figure slowly rose into the air under the buoyancy of his telekinesis, flying towards the bustling area of ​​the city.

As Bo Yan swept through the jade-paved streets, the cultivators below all looked up in surprise. When they saw his attire and sensed the unusual aura emanating from him, they cried out in alarm:
"Extraterritorial Demon!"

These exclamations were like a lit fuse, attracting more people to look up.

Their eyes held both fear and greed.

All cultivators understood that extraterrestrial demons were mobile sources of wealth that could be directly converted into power.

If you can kill it, you can earn a considerable amount of money.

Importantly, the extraterrestrial demons are suppressed by the Golden Power Heavenly Dao in their world, and their combat power will decline significantly.

Before long, the cultivators' greed overcame their fear.

At a teahouse on the street corner, a monk who was playing with a gold ingot suddenly stood up and tossed out three copper coins.

The copper coin transformed into three golden rays in the air, shooting towards Bo Yan with a whooshing sound. The moment it touched Bo Yan's chest, it dissipated into a source of light.

Using this magical artifact as a connection, the numerical comparison begins instantly.

But the next second, the cultivator who made the move suddenly turned terrified. His body seemed to be gripped by an invisible force, and he collapsed into a cloud of blood mist in full view of everyone.

The blood mist then transformed into black mist and drifted toward Bo Yan, becoming the challenger's prompt that echoed in his mind.

Bo Yan didn't even lift his eyelids; his mental power carried his body as it continued to drift towards the bustling area.

As they passed by a pavilion, a red ribbon suddenly flew out of the window. The ribbon was covered with runes, clearly another magical artifact belonging to a cultivator.

I want to connect with him through this and start a numerical competition.

The ribbon nimbly wrapped around Bo Yan's waist.
But the moment they made contact with his body, a short scream came from the attic, followed by mist that poured out from the window cracks and drifted towards Bo Yan, where it was swallowed and digested by his body.

The streets below were in complete chaos.

The cultivators attacked from all directions with a barrage of attacks, some flying on swords, others wielding staffs, and still others throwing magical artifacts.

Bo Yan's figure moved slowly between the buildings like a cloud.

Wherever they went, death followed.

At that moment, a long sword gleaming with cold light flew from the side, about to pierce his shoulder.

However, magical artifacts themselves have no destructive power in the realm of wealth and power; they are merely a unit of measurement for wealth.

The moment the sword tip touched Bo Yan, the size comparison was activated, and the sword vibrated with a "hum," then broke apart inch by inch, turning into countless fragments.

The cultivator holding a sword on the rooftop at the street corner groaned, his body feeling as if it had been pressed into an invisible millstone, his bones cracking and popping, before his body finally exploded.

The blood mist mixed with iron filings was refined in the air, eventually condensing into a black mist that flowed into Bo Yan's body.

He flew over a jade bridge spanning the Spirit River. Two black-robed demonic cultivators by the bridge railing exchanged a glance and simultaneously raised their hands to strike the bridge surface.

Countless runes emerged from beneath the stone slab, weaving a black net that descended upon Bo Dang.

But the moment the black net touched the hem of his clothes, the runes flashed wildly, and the fierce expressions on the faces of the two demonic cultivators froze instantly. The next second, they exploded like overinflated sacks, bursting into two thick black clouds, shattering the entire railing of the jade bridge.

The black mist extracted after death meandered up the bridge and obediently seeped into Bo Yan's body.

Wherever they went, those who made a move exploded one after another.

Blood mist, golden light, and demonic energy intertwined to form a dazzling rain of light, which was eventually extracted and drifted toward Bo Yan, where it was silently swallowed by his body.

At this moment, Bo Yan stared dumbfounded at the inventory interface in the upper left corner of his vision.

The balance column showed the numbers rapidly increasing.

It quickly surpassed one million sacrificial power and is still growing rapidly.

The recycling characteristics of the Gold Power Rule are completely suppressed by "Extraction of All Things," and not a single trace of wealth energy can be extracted and recycled.

Each time they made contact, the numerical difference was impossible to calculate, so it was judged based on the highest value exceeding 80%, causing the cultivator who made the move to die instantly.

Bo Yan didn't even need to do anything. As long as he maintained his hovering posture and let the attacks crash into him, he could see the attacking figures explode, disintegrate, and dissolve in various ways.

Sometimes a flash of sword light would strike, and then the sword would shatter and the person would die.

Sometimes a surge of demonic energy arrives, and in the blink of an eye, the demonic energy dissipates and the soul vanishes.

Some cultivators, realizing something was wrong, turned and ran away in fright. At this time, Bo Yan would take the initiative to release his telekinetic power to make contact with them.

Inflicting damage will trigger a confrontation with the rules of money.

He floated over the central square of Golden Power City, and the monks on the square scattered in fright.

The two people closest to Bo Yan were touched by the telekinetic force and quickly burned to ashes like paper figures that had been set on fire.

In the distance, some cultivators attempted to escape in a flying boat, but as soon as the boat took off, it was touched by telekinesis.

Since the flying boat was part of this cultivator's wealth, the numerical confrontation began without any suspense.

Finally, together with the figure on the boat, they turned into a wisp of black mist and merged into Bo Yan's body.

The entire Golden City trembled in chaos.

His arrival was like a natural disaster.

Bo Yan looked down at the city built of wealth beneath his feet, and at the cultivators who were fleeing in fear but could not escape the fate of exploding. He suddenly felt that the scene was somewhat absurd.

In a battle of strength, he would be no match for these cultivators.

But the rules of the Golden Power Space forced these cultivators to relentlessly attack his hardest points.

This turned the battle into a one-sided, rule-based crushing victory. He suddenly understood why the Golden Power Civilization had hidden itself in an independent space.

The shortcomings of this civilization are all too obvious.

The entire system is tied to the tightrope of "wealth value".

It certainly has advantages; it can suppress an opponent's skills, talent, and other abilities, winning purely through numerical superiority.

This set of rules works without problems internally, or even in the smaller world.

It simplifies combat and accelerates the generation of rule-derived energy.

However, when placed in a vast and boundless world of monsters with diverse rules, it appears incredibly fragile.

Black Tide, Zerg, Blue Lantern... there are too many powerful individuals, each with a complete set of rules to support them.

The individual combat units of such forces cannot be valued using the "money-power rule".

Cultivators of the Golden Power Civilization would inevitably be ruthlessly crushed if they encountered such a force.

The "golden power and heavenly way" they believe in will not help them suppress their opponents; on the contrary, it will be the butcher's knife that kills them.

It was precisely this serious problem with the combat system that made it impossible for the Jinquan Civilization to gain a foothold in the monster world.

So they chose to hide in this space because of fear.

They fear those outside who do not follow their rules, yet can easily defeat their entire civilization.

The Golden Clan, who control everything behind the scenes, are greedy for the endless resources and wealth of the monster world and are unwilling to leave.

Ultimately, they chose to connect to the monster world through an independent space.

This has led to a development path similar to the progression model of players who primarily engage in dungeon crawling.

This game mode reminds me of a game called "search, fight, retreat" that was popular in Earth's early days.

The cultivators of the Golden Power Civilization periodically form groups to venture into the Monster World.

Different teleportation channels connect to different scene instances.

After entering the instance, search for resources everywhere, then bring them back to the Gold and Power World to turn them into wealth and enhance your own power.

They completely treated the monster world as a game instance.

His arrival was undoubtedly a devastating blow to the "Golden Power Cultivator".

The joy continued.

Bo Yan's figure swiftly traversed the bustling city streets.

Countless black mists cast long afterimages behind him.

He's like a bug in the rules, a walking natural disaster.

The rules of money power upon which the world of money power depends for survival have instead become the perfect logic for him to harvest wealth.

The whole experience was exhilarating.

No skill or hard work is needed; its very existence is enough to crush everything.

Looking at the rapidly fluctuating numbers in his account and the ever-increasing power within him, Bo Yan's smile grew even brighter.

Rules have always been a double-edged sword.

The absolute logic of rules cannot be changed, but if others exploit them, they can become a weapon that pierces oneself.

Just like the equivalent game of the Fate race, they cannot change the equal game probabilities before becoming players.

Value can only be created by following the absolute logic of the rules.

If the rules backfire, even if one holds the rules, one will still be punished by them.

The same applies to the rule of money.

Just as Bo Yan was immersed in the almost invincible pleasure of reaping the rewards.

In the very heart of the city, the towering, pure white Golden Power Tower trembled violently.

The core of the rules at the top, which had been constantly rotating and emitting light, suddenly stopped rotating.

The Jinquan Clan, as the behind-the-scenes administrators of this world, have already discovered the bug that Bo Yan has intruded into their lives.

He was immediately enraged.

Because every penny of wealth that Bo Yan took away was part of the overall combat power of the Gold Power Civilization.

The next second, a pure white beam of light, composed entirely of energy, burst forth from the top of the tower, instantly traversing space and precisely enveloping Bo Yan.

This beam of light was released by a high-ranking member of the Gold Power Clan, dissipating the effectiveness of the Gold Power Rules and preventing any Gold Power judgment from being made against Bo Yan.

Bo Yan felt the strong wind blowing against his face and suddenly looked up.

Suddenly, the beam of light appeared to approach.

I thought this was just another sneak attack that came to deliver money.

But when the beam hits the body.

"Um?!"

Bo Yan's smile froze instantly.

Instead of triggering the imagined contest of financial resources, his body was sent flying backwards.

"I haven't had enough fun yet!"

next second.

Bo Yan's figure vanished from head to toe in the pure white beam of light, like a pencil mark erased by an eraser.

It eventually turned into black mist and vanished without a trace.

The actions of the money-powered clan effectively "removed" Bo Yan from this world of money and power.

The bustling street fell into dead silence in an instant.

This was also the first time that most Golden Power cultivators had ever seen the "Golden Power Heavenly Dao" take action to annihilate living beings.

Feeling horrified, they all knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the tower.

Bo Yan's exhilarating journey through the world of wealth and power came to an abrupt end with the intervention of the upper echelons of the wealthy and powerful clan.

But the actions of the money-grubbing group are not over yet.

They promptly began checking the "space logs" to search for the root cause of the bug.

Before long, they located a spatial rift passage that had been abandoned.

He then acted decisively, unleashing power that instantly destroyed the teleportation array across space.

The sudden crisis also made the wealthy and powerful feel extremely fearful.

After the matter was resolved, all 384 spatial channels connecting to the monster world were closed, and a thorough investigation was launched.

To prevent any undiscovered potential vulnerabilities.

……

the other side.

After Bo Yan's soul returned to the Imperial Palace, he wrote a post about his experiences in the Golden Power Space, attached a video, and uploaded it to the player forum.

This seemingly insignificant post quickly sparked heated discussions among forum users.

[Exploration Diary: The Peach Blossom Spring - Jin Quan Space]:
The other day, while traversing ravines, I accidentally stumbled upon a wondrous place.

Upon entering, the place was shrouded in mist, and the stone path was paved with jade, with spiritual veins flowing like rivers, revealing that it was no ordinary place.

So he concealed himself and waited to see what would happen.

In the fight, they compared the numbers on their heads; the one with the higher number won, and the one with the lower number was defeated. The winner collected the number, while the loser was utterly destroyed.

He then asked for guidance and learned that in this world, people pursue wealth and profit. Those who follow the righteous path accumulate wealth step by step, while those who go against the righteous path borrow money recklessly and gamble everything, ultimately revolving around "wealth".

Midway through my journey, I encountered several men in black robes who, upon seeing me, called me "the extraterrestrial demons," their aura menacing.

Just as he was about to flee, he suddenly felt the sharp edge of the rules within his body. Why should he avoid it?

These mayflies, with their greedy greed, dare to try to measure the immeasurable abyss with the ruler of money.

In the instant they clashed, their heads were all stained with red, as if they were burdened with enormous debts.

Suddenly, the number “∞” appeared on my head, shining with golden light.

Before I could even think, everyone exploded into black mist. They should have been taken back by the Heavenly Dao, but they were all absorbed into my body as easily as taking something out of a bag.

I then realized that all living beings in this place are born and die according to the concept of "wealth".

Even those as powerful as those capable of moving mountains and overturning seas, when faced with my "infinite power," are like bubbles touched by a sharp edge, instantly annihilated.

Its power became my possession, its breath merged into my meridians—such a joyous experience is something I have never witnessed before in my life.

The city was even more spectacular, with boats flying like shuttles, jade streets shimmering with light, and towers soaring into the clouds, all rank determined by numerical values.

Yet, as I strolled through it, it felt as if I were in a deserted place.

Occasionally, a reckless man would approach and provoke me, but before I could even make a move, his body would disintegrate, turning into wisps of black mist that would enter my baggage.

The cultivators in the city were all preoccupied with increasing or decreasing numerical values, like puppets on strings, completely unaware that they were trapped in a cage of rules.

Although I was eventually forced to leave, I still fondly remember the exhilarating feeling of the black mist coursing through my body and the thrill of my stats skyrocketing.

This place is like a mirage, fleeting and breathtaking, yet it offers the exhilarating pleasure of overwhelming superiority—that's enough! How delightful!

— Explorer: Xiao Bo Xiao Bo, recorded after the soul returned to the Emperor's omen.

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Comment area:
Legendary Beast Tamer: Why did I have to click on your video? It made my eyes red with envy. Are you cheating? You're not even pretending anymore, are you? The screen is full of instant kills. They say that explorers only need one stroke of luck to get rich, and you actually found it. You must have earned millions of sacrificial power. It made my eyes red with envy. Why can't I enjoy this happiness? I'm blocking you. We'll never see each other on the forum again in this lifetime.

Dawn is Coming: Here's 100 points of sacrificial power. Delete the save file and let me start over. This is so satisfying! It's even more satisfying than the crushing victory in the Spirit World. The screen is full of black mist. That's all sacrificial power! Everyone else is just fine being poor, so why did you suddenly become rich? You deserve to die.

Passing by with a cat: We're both explorers, but I'm eating canned food on the roadside while you're making a fortune. This is worse than killing me... I suggest the authorities investigate this thoroughly. This guy is exploiting loopholes to farm resources like crazy. Aren't they going to do anything about it? They should at least ban his account and wipe out all the sacrificial power he's earned. Are they just going to let him make millions like this? Have they even considered my feelings? (gritting teeth.jpg)

I was chopping and slashing: When I read the post description, I was thinking, what is this? But when I clicked on the attached video, the screen was filled with "bang, bang, bang" sounds. Then I saw the challenger prompts ringing out continuously. I was instantly stunned... Damn it, why didn't they invite me to get rich? Is it so hard to make one more person rich?

Returning from the journey, still just a roadside stall: I don't believe it. This video must be fake. If it's real, is that fair? Brother Di Zhao, look at him! Come out and do something about it! Someone is exploiting a bug in the world you created. You have to stand up for us hardworking players! (clutches Di Zhao's statue leg and cries.jpg)

The post quickly gained popularity after it was published.

This is also the post that most resembles cheating since the forum went online.

In the words of one player, Bo Yan's dominance throughout the entire game was like a Diablo-style loot-collecting game, where he could instantly kill anyone he went.

Although the video was short, players could still feel Bo Yan's joy through the screen.

As Bo Yan said in his post, this trip was like going to a paradise.

Simple exploration yielded rich rewards.

The sacrificial power required to activate the teleportation array in the early stages was less than one percent of the overall benefits, which is a huge profit.

Soon, dedicated players also joined the discussion, adding information about the Gold Power Space and even the Gold Power Clan.

Only then did the players realize what a bizarre space this was.

The combat power system described inside is quite abstract.

Entering the venue is no different from eating at a buffet.

Aside from the powerful Jin Quan clan behind the scenes, even cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage would be instantly killed by players.

As the post gained popularity, Alan, who was busy on Dream Island, also saw it.

After learning about the characteristics of the money-power rule in detail, Alan immediately had an idea.

At present, the weakest members of the Gold Coin Merchant Guild are those with poor combat skills and other abilities.

After all, they basically don't participate in activities like dungeons and hunting, so they have no way to hone their skills and abilities.

The money-power rule effectively addresses this issue.

If you can obtain the support of the Gold Rule, you won't need any skills anymore; you can directly solve many problems by using numerical collision.

But Alan was in no hurry to take action.

According to background information provided by dedicated forum members, the strongest member of the Jinquan Clan also possesses the strength of a demigod.

With the player's current combat strength, they are no match for him.

Seeking help from the Fate Clan is also not feasible.

Non-player members of the Fate race who participate in the battle cannot be resurrected after death.

The process of confronting the money-driven elites will inevitably result in losses.

This is different from the absolute crushing of the Council of the Law by the Fate Clan.

The Destiny Clan could easily defeat the Jin Quan Clan, but it would be impossible to do so without suffering any losses.

Entrusting Minghou with help is undoubtedly playing with the lives of his people.

This request is truly excessive.

As for the main body of Life Throat, although it possesses the strength of a demigod, it has long been locked on Earth and can no longer travel to the monster world.

Even if you can go there, you cannot be resurrected like a player after death.

The risk is too great.

Therefore, the time is not yet ripe, and we still need to wait.

But he is determined to take down the Jin Quan clan.

The rules they hold will be a boost to the rapid development of the Gold Coin Merchant Guild.

　Here are 7200 words~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)