Playing with fantasy beasts in the martial arts world

Chapter 233 The Illusory God Who Devours Wealth and Destroys Fate (Part 1)

Beside the stronghold, Cha Nan summoned the newly subdued Japanese overlord sword, Yagyu the Killer God.

"Why did you suddenly come looking for me?" Cha Nan asked immediately.

He never believed in coincidences. Although he did have a conflict with Yagyu the God of Slaughter, the world was so vast, how could Yagyu the God of Slaughter be able to pinpoint him so precisely?

As for the fact that the God of Slaughter, Yagyu, had used up the designated number of times he could travel through time using the Cloud Pattern Token, Cha Nan didn't believe it.

For someone like Yagyu the God of Slaughter, face is certainly important, but the Cloud Pattern Token itself is far more important than face and the spider combined.

For a 'ordinary' grandmaster like him, obtaining the Cloud Pattern Token is by no means an easy task.

"It's the God of Wealth Society! They sent someone to inform me of your location and provided your world coordinates." Having been completely subdued, Yagyu the Killer God naturally wouldn't hide anything and directly revealed the secret behind the scenes.

"The God of Wealth Society? I didn't even contact them, yet they're the ones provoking me first?" Cha Nan sneered.

Of course, to be honest, the God of Wealth Society does have reasons to cause him trouble.

After all, in accordance with her previous agreement with Wuqing, Cha Nan informed Wenrou, who had been assigned by Wuqing to act as a liaison, about the buyers who had come to the Beast Island to place large-scale orders for Beasts.

Although they did it relatively discreetly and didn't make it public knowledge, the members of the God of Wealth Society weren't fools. After suffering a few losses, they could easily figure out where the leak came from with a little investigation.

As for whether Cha Nan's actions will affect his reputation?
Ha ha!

A business with competition needs a good reputation!
In monopolistic industries where a single entity operates exclusively, there is no such thing as a good reputation.

"Which God of Wealth contacted you?" Cha Nan continued to ask Liu Sheng the Killer.

"Number nine!" Yagyu the Killer God said succinctly.

Although in Cha Nan's eyes, the Grandmaster Yagyu Killer God was reduced to the word "ordinary," he was still a Grandmaster after all, and it was impossible for the God of Wealth to have arranged for him to be just some nobody.

"Do you know his real identity?" Cha Nan pressed.

Liu Sheng Shashen said, "Although he hid it very well, I still saw through him. He is Zhuo Donglai! His lame leg couldn't escape my eyes!"

Upon hearing this, Cha Nan pondered for a moment and realized who this Zhuo Donglai was.

He comes from the novel "Heroes Without Tears" and is nicknamed "Purple Qi Comes from the East". He is the second-in-command of the Chang'an City Escort Agency. Although he is called the second-in-command, he is actually the mastermind behind the scenes.

He possessed exceptional wisdom and meticulous thinking, was well-versed in military strategy and human nature, and was adept at subduing the enemy without fighting. Despite his high level of martial arts skills, he rarely took action himself. His life experience was complex. He was born with incomplete development, with his left leg shorter than his right, and due to congenital deformities, he could not become a man in the true sense of the word. This physical defect shaped his extremely repressed, obsessive, and profound personality.

In fact, compared to so many outstanding martial arts characters, he is not particularly eye-catching or prominent.

Cha Nan was able to remember it entirely because Uncle Jiao had acted in it.

“Just because he’s lame isn’t enough for you to confirm his identity!” Cha Nan said to Liu Sheng Shashen.

"Of course not, but he deliberately tried to act like a normal person, and he even showed a hint of murderous intent in my eyes after I noticed his limp."

“My sense of killing intent is never wrong; everyone’s killing intent is different. Coincidentally, I’ve felt the same killing intent from Zhuo Donglai before,” said the God of Slaughter, Liu Sheng.

Cha Nan nodded. That explanation makes sense.

"Is the God of Wealth Society in a bad situation right now?" Cha Nan asked Liu Sheng Shashen.

"I heard there were quite a few losses recently, but it seems they've been gathering manpower and concentrating their core members in one or two worlds to create an impenetrable fortress." Yagyu the God of Slaughter seemed to know quite a bit about the God of Wealth Society.

"You were also a member of the God of Wealth Society?" Cha Nan asked.

Yagyu the Killer shook his head: "We've only had some cooperation! My style of doing things doesn't suit them, they won't recruit me, and I don't think much of them either."

That sounds like an attempt to save face.

Cha Nan automatically translated it as "The God of Wealth didn't take a liking to Yagyu the God of Slaughter."

It sounds unbelievable that a grandmaster like him wasn't chosen, but it's actually quite realistic.

It is quite reasonable that Yagyu the God of Slaughter is looked down upon by an organization like the God of Wealth Society because he is a grandmaster, a Japanese, and naturally domineering, arrogant, and wicked.

After all, the lower-level workers can be recruited in any way they want, even the crazy and reckless types, there are specific uses for them.

But if a few lunatics emerge from the top ranks, the entire organization could easily collapse.

As mentioned earlier, the essence of the God of Wealth Society is an organization that brings together a group of ambitious people to plunder the world. Within the organization, a pyramid structure is formed, where those in higher ranks also exploit those in lower ranks.

Dogs that eat their own flesh can be asked for more, but wolves that share their meat are not necessarily better off having more.

"Where are they meeting now?" Cha Nan asked.

Actually, you could probably find the answer to this question by asking about gentleness.

After all, the members of the God of Wealth Society were scattered throughout the heavens, like a pile of loose sand. Now that they have come together, they are bound to attract a lot of attention. Not to mention Wenrou, who is personally involved, even those martial arts practitioners who are well-informed have probably heard the news.

"It seems to be a world dominated by the Qing Dynasty. They have seized control of the court and unified the martial arts world. Almost all outsiders will be discovered, captured, and imprisoned by them!" Liu Sheng Shashen replied.

"This...!" My impression of the God of Wealth Association suddenly improved!

"Is there anything special about that world?" Cha Nan asked.

The God of Wealth Society has grown strong over the years and controls many worlds, both overtly and covertly. Although it is being targeted now, it can gather all the Gods of Wealth, clench its fist, and choose a world that is definitely not ordinary.

"I don't know about that!" Yagyu the Killer shook his head.

He only has some cooperation with the God of Wealth Association; after all, he's not an insider.

Cha Nan added Yagyu the God of Slaughter to the team list, and then went to find Wenrou.

Originally, the God of Wealth wouldn't bother him, and he didn't intend to get involved in the mess.

After all, his main focus right now is on the Mythical Beast World, where he is cultivating Vortex Dragons to alleviate the spatial crisis and fighting against the invasion of foreign mythical beasts, mainly the Stone Tablet BOSSes.

But now, the God of Wealth comes knocking on your door, and Cha Nan doesn't mind going along for a few kicks.

He's still lacking some divine skills to use as a reference in his cultivation of the Longevity Technique!

If he could obtain some rare and exquisite treasures from the martial arts world, it might be of some help to him.

Maybe by celebrating the God of Wealth Festival, we can make a fortune overnight.

Cha Nan found Wenrou, who was holding a coconut and enjoying the sea breeze in a charming wooden house by the beach, and asked her the question that the God of Slaughter, Yagyu, had not answered.

"Because of artillery and explosives!"

“While artillery and explosives are mostly ineffective in most worlds and would largely fail, there are certain worlds where these firearms can be effective,” Wenrou replied gently.

"Then why don't they just find a modern world to occupy?" Cha Nan asked, then slapped his forehead; he was completely confused.

Martial arts and firearms are two extremes.

In the ancient world, extraordinary martial arts and personal power were amplified almost infinitely, while firearms would become ineffective even if they were brought to the ancient world. The more advanced and modern the weapon, the higher the probability of it becoming ineffective.

However, in the modern world, even those with immense military power must be somewhat humble and respect the true rulers of their world.

Because in modern society, powerful firearms can suppress martial arts masters.

Does the God of Wealth not want to occupy a modern world and turn it into his lair?
They just can't do it!

For those martial arts masters from the ancient world, the modern world has its own set of corresponding and farewell methods.

Moreover, while firearms are the dominant force in modern society, there is no shortage of local martial arts masters, or even individuals with special abilities. For the God of Wealth to infiltrate or even replace the ruling class is far more difficult than secretly replacing the ruling class of a dynasty in the ancient world.

In the Qing Dynasty world, firearms were not particularly powerful, but they were effective and could suppress martial arts masters. However, this suppression was not absolute, which was just right for the God of Wealth Society.

"How long will it take you to completely take them down?" Cha Nan asked Wen Rou, changing the subject.

Wenrou looked embarrassed upon hearing this and shook her head, saying, "I'm afraid...it's difficult! Those members of the God of Wealth Society have no martial ethics. Every time the boundary gate opens, they block off all places in the world where the boundary gate might appear, and if they see anyone coming in, they immediately bombard them with artillery fire."

"Even though we have Cloud Pattern Tokens, there aren't many of them. They can infiltrate some people, but it won't be of much use."

Cha Nan was slightly surprised: "Isn't the opening of the boundary gate random?"

“Under normal circumstances it is indeed random, but in the virtual realm, you can buy a kind of ‘boundary anchor’. As long as you use a boundary anchor, you can fix the position of the boundary gate within a certain range. The God of Wealth is very wealthy and has used a lot of boundary anchors.” Wenrou gave the answer.

Cha Nan nodded, having no further doubts.

As for whether the gathering of the God of Wealth in one world is a form of slow death for them, that depends on who can withstand it.

After all, the group that is now uniting to wipe out the God of Wealth Society, although they have a large combined force, are not truly of one mind.

When the God of Wealth Society is a formidable enemy, they can still cooperate. However, if the threat from the God of Wealth Society is reduced, and their attacks on the Qing Dynasty world fail to break through, the alliance will inevitably fall apart sooner or later.

As long as the alliance falls apart, the God of Wealth will use some tricks to sow discord afterward, turning the major factions in the alliance into enemies, so that they can make a comeback.

After all, based on the current situation, although the God of Wealth Association has suffered heavy losses, it has not actually been fundamentally damaged.

Some important and core members are still around, and it's highly likely that the exceptionally valuable resources they collected are still stored within the Qing Dynasty's world. These are the assets for a comeback.

"So what do you plan to do?" Cha Nan asked this question, which was a bit presumptuous, but he wasn't asking for nothing. If Wenrou gave an answer and he happened to be able to offer some help, he certainly wouldn't be stingy.

Although he struck first, he would never let the God of Wealth Society get away with provoking him, lest they have the chance to rise again.

"What else can we do? Let's find a way to assemble an elite team and use the tokens to go there first!"

"Once we can release some of the anchored gates, everyone can swarm in and wipe out these scum from the God of Wealth Society!" Gentle and domineeringly raised her little fist and proudly said.

In fact, while gently informing Cha Nan about this, the plan to airdrop elite troops to the God of Wealth Society had already been implemented.

However, the specific circumstances differ from what Wenrou described.

The square, once paved with gilded gold and covered with jade bricks, is now torn beyond recognition by the violent energy.

The enormous gold ingot sculpture collapsed and crumbled, the shattered glazed tiles and gilded fragments shooting out like deadly hailstones in the fierce wind.

The air was thick and filled with a strange, sweet, and pungent smell, a mixture of blood, sulfur, gunpowder, and expensive spices.

The sky was smeared with a murky dark gold by countless crisscrossing energies and bursts of smoke from hidden weapons.

At the heart of the battle, Zhuge Zhengwo stood with his hair and beard bristling, his white robe fluttering in the wind.

His hands were clasped as if embracing Tai Chi, and his body was surrounded by a condensed and tangible protective aura. The four-colored vortex of blue, white, red, and black energy swirled endlessly, shredding and deflecting the rain of money darts and gold bead chains that came crashing down.

However, the enormous shadowy shadow beneath his feet trembled violently under the relentless and eerie combined attacks of more than a dozen masked "God of Wealth" figures.

Those masked figures moved as nimbly as eels in oil, their hands flashing as they combined various martial arts techniques into an effective formation.

The formation integrates the energy from different true qi and martial arts techniques, like a siege hammer, slamming it hard onto Zhuge Zhengwo's protective qi. Each impact dims the qi a little.

Zhuge Zhengwo's body trembled even more, and the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth became even more glaring.

He is indeed a Grandmaster, but when surrounded by more than a dozen Grandmasters and trapped by a formation, he is still inevitably outmatched.

The cold-blooded man, already bloodthirsty, pierced his opponent's chest with a sword. Ignoring the deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder, he grabbed his sword and rushed over to help Zhuge Zhengwo open a gap in the enemy's formation amidst their siege.

The longsword transformed into a chilling storm of silver light, forcing the three "Gods of Wealth" around it to retreat repeatedly.

As the sword flashed, the golden cloak of a God of Wealth was shattered, leaving a deep mark on his mask.

The mask on his face fell off, revealing half of his true face.

Having read some of the suspicious information, Leng Xue immediately recognized that this person was called 'Fu Yushu'. He had stolen the 'Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill' from the Wudang Sect and practiced it into an evil technique. His martial arts skills were not weak.

Faced with Leng Xue's ferocious attacks, which were like those of a wild beast, Fu Yushu used his force-dissipating movement technique in conjunction with the cunning and insidious Heavenly Silkworm Demonic Art. Not only could he always avoid vital points at the critical moment, but the silkworm silk energy he released could also bind Leng Xue tightly in place like a bone-deep affliction, preventing him from getting even half a step closer to the center of the arena.

Iron Hand and Chasing Life stood back to back, surrounded by the "Immortal-Trapping Golden Silk Net" that swirled like a golden python.

This net is not a physical object, but a special formation martial art set up by more than a dozen low-ranking Gods of Wealth.

The golden net is like a whip, incredibly tough, and possesses a strong adhesive and abrasive force.

Iron Hand's iron palms, capable of splitting stone tablets and shattering rocks, now felt as if they had been plunged into a bottomless swamp. His fierce and unparalleled palm power was neutralized and slowed down by layers of golden silk soft force. The recoil caused the muscles in his arms to bulge like iron, and the tiger's mouth had already cracked open.

The chasing leg shadow was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning. Each kick brought a piercing sonic boom, causing the gold wire net to dent violently. However, it was immediately filled and entangled by more gold wire. Like a giant bee trapped in a spider web, it had amazing strength and speed, but it was difficult to truly tear apart this cage woven with money.

Aside from the central battlefield, which attracted most of the high-end firepower, the second most dangerous part of the battle was right beside Ruthless.

She sat upright in her wheelchair, her face, as cold and aloof as the moon, devoid of color, except for the indomitable flame burning in her eyes.

Around the wheelchair, a pale blue field of mental energy rippled like water, deflecting or freezing the incoming darts, needles, throwing knives, and short swords in mid-air.

She was clearly no longer lame, but she still used a wheelchair. This was not only because her specially made wheelchair was her familiar "weapon," but also because she wanted to keep a trump card to use as a killer move in a critical moment.

However, the three gods of wealth who besieged her were by no means incompetent.

A man held a huge golden abacus. The beads were not moved by the pluck of his thin fingers, but rather, as he flicked them, the pure gold beads were shot out like arrows from a powerful bow, with a shrill shriek and a treacherous trajectory, specifically targeting the joints and axles of the merciless wheelchair.

The abacus beads struck the mental field, exploding into dazzling golden light and violent mental shockwaves. Each impact caused the pale blue field to fluctuate violently, causing Wuqing's brow to furrow and the wheelchair to creak under the strain.

Another person wielded a jade ruyi carved entirely from mutton-fat white jade. This object seemed harmless, but as the person's wrist trembled, the auspicious cloud pattern on the top of the ruyi emitted a seductive sound that penetrated straight to the soul. The invisible sound waves ignored physical defenses and were like countless cold needles that pierced the merciless mind.

The mental barrier she had constructed, which was a field of mental energy, suddenly showed a ripple-like flaw, and her movements inevitably became slightly sluggish, causing her to slow down her maneuvering in the wheelchair.

The most lethal was the third man, who was the most robust in stature. He held a short-handled bronze weight in each hand. The weights were dark and heavy, neither gold nor iron, but when he swung them, they carried the force of wind and thunder, with great power and weight.

He seized the moment when Wuqing's mental field fluctuated due to the interference of the Jade Ruyi's sound waves, and charged at him like a raging bull.

The short-handled copper weights, one on the left and one on the right, slammed into the sides of the merciless wheelchair with the terrifying force of smashing mountains.

Wherever the hammer blows, the air explodes, and even the remaining gold dust on the ground is swept up and flattened.

"Heartless!" Leng Xue caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and his heart almost exploded.

Although Wuqing never looked at him directly, his beastly instincts made him feel a deep affection for Wuqing.

Seeing Wuqing in danger, he immediately abandoned his original purpose, roared, and ignored the three sinister finger winds coming from behind. His longsword erupted with an unprecedentedly fierce silver light, as if burning his life forcefully breaking away from the three fighting men. Despite being pierced through the shoulder by a finger wind, blood splattering, he transformed into a resolute silver rainbow and desperately rushed towards Wuqing.

But, it's too late!
The seductive, enchanting music of the jade ruyi, like a maggot clinging to a bone, relentlessly pierced the merciless sea of ​​consciousness.

The mental force field she had constructed trembled violently, and the pale blue light screen shattered and dissipated instantly, like a lake surface tossed with a boulder.

Taking advantage of the opening, the three beads of the abacus struck the left wheelchair bearing and connecting rod with a vicious shriek.

Click!Click!
A heartbreaking metallic cracking sound rang out, the wheelchair's left wheel instantly twisted and deformed, a terrible crack appeared at the connection point with the body, and the wheelchair tilted violently to the left.

As for Wuqing, seemingly dizzy from the mental shock, her body was leaning slightly forward.

In that fatal moment when the old strength was exhausted and the new strength had not yet been generated, the wheelchair lost its balance and the body became unstable.

The imposing weight of the God of Wealth, carrying the force of thunder and lightning, crashed down on Wuqing's side.

The fierce attack magnified rapidly in her clear, cold pupils; the shadow of death, like an icy tide, seemed poised to engulf her in an instant.

However, Wuqing, who could only sit in a wheelchair, suddenly took off and moved to the left.

The sudden change caught the burly God of Wealth, who was already close to him, completely off guard.

By the time he tried to change his move, it was too late to stop.

Just as he was feeling a sense of foreboding, he heard a buzzing sound in his ears.

A moment later, he completely lost consciousness.

He ruthlessly withdrew his hand that had struck the burly God of Wealth on the back of the head, his spiritual power, imbued with a powerful and icy intent, spreading outwards in concentric circles like ripples on a deep blue sea.

Cha Nan's demonic seed throbbed within Wuqing's body, originating from the Winter Summoning Beast and then transferred to him by Cha Nan. It was a twice-downgraded Ice and Snow Divine Will, yet it still possessed its coldness and majesty that seemed to come from the Heavenly Dao.

Under the coverage and spread of this powerful mental energy fluctuation, all targets ruthlessly judged as enemies felt as if they were frozen from body to mind.

The trapped Zhuge Zhengwo seized the opportunity first, broke through the encircling master team, and fought his way out.

Then Tie Shou and Zhui Ming also escaped at the same time.

Not only them, but also two other grandmasters who came with them were also injured and gathered around Wuqing, trying to calm the slightly out-of-control true energy in their bodies.

"Where are Master Zhan and Ling Lingfa?" Zhuge Zhengwo glanced around at everyone and then asked in a low voice.

The wounded Imperial Guard Commander Qinglong carefully put away his sword case and placed it in the most convenient spot before saying, "I just saw Ling Ling Fa take Master Zhan flying away; they must be heading to the bomb depot."

"Nonsense! This is a trap, we must leave immediately!" Zhuge Zhengwo said, frowning.

He was certain that the raid had been compromised.

Perhaps within this group, or perhaps in some more crucial position, there are members of the God of Wealth Society hidden among them.

Judging from the number of people and the fighting strength mobilized by the God of Wealth Association this time, they were definitely well prepared.

That being said, Zhuge Zhengye couldn't possibly send anyone to bring back Ling Lingfa and Zhan Zhao right now. He could only retreat with the people he had now.

However, while the cloud-patterned token is useful, it takes a certain amount of time to activate.

In the current battle, there simply isn't enough time to spare.

No sooner said than done, the God of Wealth, holding a golden abacus, moved with lightning speed, no longer flicking the beads one by one, but slamming his hands together on the abacus.

With a whoosh, dozens of pure gold beads simultaneously detached from the abacus frame, suspended in mid-air, and instantly arranged into a rotating and changing formation, flying towards the crowd.

This technique, with its seasoned experience and extensive knowledge, immediately reminded Zhuge Zhengwo of the Supreme Divine Skill of Subduing Demons with Fixed Pearl among the Seventy-Two Arts of Shaolin.

The only difference is that the Shaolin monks use Buddhist prayer beads on their chests, while this God of Wealth uses an abacus.

The ruthless release of the spiritual aura was still there, so the spiritual aura collided with the abacus, producing a series of popping sounds.

The field of mental energy flickered violently, like a burst bubble, and instantly became riddled with holes.

This is a typical example of using a specific point to break through the overall picture, and it has little to do with the individual's level of ability.

Just as One-Finger Divine Skill can counter Toad Skill, this does not mean that Toad Skill is inferior to One-Finger Divine Skill; in fact, the methods of activation are different.

At the same time, the seductive and demonic sound of the jade ruyi suddenly rose, transforming into a sharp "soul-devouring ghost howl" that was sharp enough to tear apart the soul, determined to regain the advantageous position that had been ruthlessly cut away.

At the same time, the other gods of wealth also rushed forward.

The offensive swept in like a tidal wave, engulfing everyone. It was difficult enough to protect oneself, let alone fight back or escape.

The shadow of death loomed over the land.

Despite a hidden, ruthless attack, it failed to truly and completely reverse the course of the battle.

On the contrary, it was her outburst that made these previously reserved wealthy men completely lose their inhibitions.

A sharp sword suddenly emerged from the shadows, piercing directly into the heart of the merciless man.

The sword strike came abruptly, yet it was also perfectly natural.

Although Wuqing was not the strongest among them, her mental power was exceptionally troublesome and had a strong control and field control effect.

If we kill her first, it will be much easier to defeat the rest one by one.

It must be said that the 'assassin' seized the opportunity very well. Even though Wuqing had sensed the danger, in such a complicated situation, it was difficult to protect himself, let alone fight back.

The sword was already no more than two fingers' width away from Wuqing's heart.

The assassin's eyes remained calm, waiting only to reap the rich rewards of victory.

Time, however, seemed to be held in the grip of an invisible icy hand.

Space, like a boulder thrown into a deep pool, ripples silently around it.

Om-!
An indescribable, terrifying pressure, a mixture of millennia-old, deathly stillness and the embers of extinct stars, descended upon this shattered ruin like the awakening of a slumbering ancient demon god.

A deep, cold, and seemingly light-absorbing blue sky spread out out of thin air.

Countless tiny, fragmented ice crystals, their edges shimmering with pale lightning, drifted silently down from the azure sky like dying star tears.

The longsword that was about to devour Wuqing seemed to have crashed into an invisible barrier that froze time and space, and was abruptly frozen in the void less than an inch in front of Wuqing.

On the surface of the sword, a layer of dark blue ice crystals spread and covered the surface at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shadow swordsman Yang Xuyan, in despair and numbness, gradually turned into an ice sculpture, frozen in place.

Dozens of pure gold beads, like flies frozen in amber, along with the destructive golden light they carried, instantly solidified, losing all luster and kinetic energy, transforming into a lifeless, golden decoration covered in eerie blue frost. The jade ruyi's "Soul-Eating Ghostly Howl" abruptly ceased!

The sharp sound waves were like hitting an ice wall of absolute zero, instantly frozen, shattered, and annihilated.

The God of Wealth was horrified to discover that the surface of the jade ruyi in his hand was now covered with spiderweb-like, dark blue ice cracks, and a chilling cold that seemed to freeze his soul was rushing back into the meridians of his arm through the ruyi.

The entire noisy and brutal battlefield seemed to have been paused.

Broken gold dust floated in the air.

The splattered blood droplets congealed into ice particles.

The burning poisonous fire was frozen into twisted ice flames.

All those wearing the God of Wealth mask had their movements, expressions, and even the flow of their inner energy forcibly frozen by an incomprehensible, extremely cold force.

Even the stiff, eerie masks of the God of Wealth on their faces were covered with a thin layer of dark blue frost.

Only the slowly falling, pale blue ice dust silently proclaimed the arrival of a being.

A figure, like a god emerging from ancient ice, came to Wuqing's side.

The aura emanating from him seemed to belong to someone who was no longer a human martial artist.

A deep blue icy mist silently swirled and hovered around him. Deep within the mist, countless tiny, leaping, pale white arcs of electricity and deep, dark red sparks could be vaguely seen flowing, arising, and dying.

His eyes were lowered, his gaze calm, yet it seemed to make the frozen space around him groan softly, as if it were under immense pressure.

There was no roar, no declaration.

Cha Nan simply raised her right hand, her five fingers spread wide, and gently squeezed it against the frozen masked man holding the jade ruyi.

Click——!
A series of chilling cracking sounds rang out!

The jade ruyi in the masked man's hand instantly shattered into countless pieces of jade covered in frost. Then, his arm that held the ruyi, starting from his fingertips, saw his skin, muscles, and bones crumble and shatter layer by layer like fragile glass.

The crushing force spread rapidly along his arms, then his shoulder blades, torso, and legs... as if his entire body was being pierced and disintegrated by countless invisible ice needles.

There was no blood splattering; all the tissues were frozen and vaporized by the extreme low temperature the moment they were pulverized, leaving only a human-shaped, slowly dissipating ice mist composed of dark blue ice crystal powder.

A grandmaster-level expert was instantly... annihilated!
This silent annihilation was like lighting a fuse.

Cha Nan's gaze swept over the frozen golden abacus God of Wealth.

hum!
Before he could even scream, his entire body, along with the frost-covered God of Wealth mask on his face, was as if gripped by an invisible giant hand of frost, instantly compressed into a fist-sized, dark blue ice ball. Inside the ice ball, a dark red spark flashed and disappeared, and then, along with the ice ball, it silently vanished into nothingness.

Finally, his gaze fell on the shadow swordsman who remained in a rapier stance.

With your right index finger, gently tap out.

The fingertip did not touch the ice sculpture, but only touched it from a distance.

This orphan of the Sui Dynasty, carrying all his resentment and anger, vanished completely into the world.

Three ruthless and unpredictable master-level members of the God of Wealth Society, who had been besieging Cha Nan, were completely reduced to dust before Cha Nan could even make a move or even touch them!

The battlefield was frozen, deathly silent.

The trembling Yin-Yang Qi around Zhuge Zhengwo stopped shaking, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.

Forgetting the excruciating pain in his shoulders and legs, Leng Xue leaned on his sword, staring blankly at the figure and the exchange of glances between him and Wu Qing. His eyes gradually turned desperate and cold, like a puppy abandoned in a snowy night.

"Are you OK!"

"How did you come?"

Cha Nan and Wu Qing spoke at the same time, and then smiled at the same time.

However, this isn't a love hotel, it's a battleground.

There wasn't much time or opportunity for them to be affectionate and communicate.

Cha Nan arrived with a chill that could freeze the entire square, but there was one place that was outside his range of influence.

It was a huge throne carved from a single piece of warm, white jade, and sitting on the throne was a person.

This person also wore a mask of the God of Wealth, but the material of the mask was neither gold nor jade, but rather like a flowing, viscous dark golden liquid. The smile on the mask exuded a chilling greed and evil.

He wore a magnificent robe woven from countless tiny gemstones and gold leaf, which moved without wind and shimmered with a tangible, mesmerizing dark gold light.

His body was not frozen; a thin, constantly twisting and changing dark golden light membrane enveloped him and the throne beneath him, isolating him from the terrifying extreme cold outside.

"Be careful, he's the third God of Wealth of the God of Wealth Society!" Wuqing warned Cha Nan.

"That must be the top expert of the God of Wealth Society!" Cha Nan realized.

Although the nominal leader of the God of Wealth Society is the No. 1 God of Wealth.

However, the number one God of Wealth only symbolizes apparent power and wealth, not equivalent real strength.

The third God of Wealth, who is responsible for reviewing and managing all the Gods of Wealth, is the strongest among all the Gods of Wealth.

At this moment, he sat on his throne, and the only pair of eyes visible beneath his mask no longer held the previous playfulness and control, but were filled with unprecedented solemnity, horror, and a trace of...unbelievable greed.

He stared intently at Cha Nan, as if looking at a priceless, unparalleled murder weapon beyond his comprehension.

Cha Nan met his gaze calmly.

He slowly raised his right foot and stepped into the icy domain he had created himself.

Click.

A soft sound.

Centered on his landing point, spiderweb-like dark blue ice cracks instantly spread several feet, and the air groaned under the weight.

He said nothing, but simply took his first step toward the high throne.

On the frozen battlefield, countless wisps of pale blue ice dust fell silently, as if casting a cold curtain for this belated judgment.

"The Dragon Raiser of the Vast Ocean?" The Third God of Wealth stared intently at Cha Nan. Although the aura surrounding Cha Nan had not completely transformed into a more resilient and powerful aura to become a Grandmaster, he dared not underestimate the person in front of him in the slightest.

Besides the various miraculous rumors about this person, it was also because the person in front of me, although only a Grandmaster, had mastered at least four powerful realms of intent.

According to the normal cultivation process, after mastering the three states of mind, one begins to merge them, transforming true qi into qi, and fully entering the realm of a grandmaster.

Mastering more realms of meaning at the Grandmaster level will not only hinder one's progress, but will also not bring many additional benefits. After all, once one becomes a Grandmaster, one can still continue to cultivate and integrate more realms of meaning. Moreover, a higher realm is also conducive to seeing higher and farther, and maintaining one's peak state for a longer period of time.

Therefore, the fact that Cha Nan, at the Grandmaster level, has mastered even more realms of meaning can only mean that his talent is exceptionally amazing, and he simply cannot stop himself from doing so.

"it's me!"

"So...who are you?" Cha Nan looked at the strongest member of the God of Wealth Society, also curious about his identity.

After all, to be called the 'strongest' in a large organization like the God of Wealth Society, an ordinary grandmaster would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Could he be a 'Supreme Power' in the Void Realm?
Cha Nan had previously suffered a loss at Zhang Sanfeng's hands, unable to withstand even a few kicks. Now, however, he has upgraded his skills, not only mastering two more diagrams of the Longevity Technique but also gaining divine power from the lightning element. His strength has greatly increased, and he is eager to find a worthy opponent to test his abilities.

As for the previous Dongying Overlord Blade?

Although he was a grandmaster, he was no longer worthy of attention in Cha Nan's eyes.

"Want to know? Then show us what you've got!" The Third God of Wealth's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Although Cha Nan's appearance was quite impressive, he didn't pay her any special attention.

Talent is talent, and ability is ability.

He will show Cha Nan what despair truly means!
Cha Nan did not refuse the 'invitation', and stepped forward with her right foot, taking a half step very naturally.

Where his toes landed, a circle of dark blue light burst silently!

Crack!
Centered on him, within a radius of ten zhang, the frozen ground instantly rose upwards.

Several thick, menacing ice pillars, their edges crackling with deathly white electricity, burst forth from the ground, like fangs emerging from a frozen hell, growing and intertwining wildly upwards.

Such methods are no longer normal martial arts; they are more akin to magic or supernatural powers.

But the principles of the universe are all the same, no matter how different the paths they take.

In the end, there won't be much difference in essence.

The icicles rose up, instantly forming a huge, jagged, constantly rotating and cutting ice cave cage.

On the surface of the ice pillar, the leaping, pale arcs of electricity transformed into tens of thousands of tiny cutting lightning blades, frantically slashing towards the number three God of Wealth in the center.

When Cha Nan makes a move, it's always a ruthless and deadly strike.

A barrage of loud, rapid collisions and cutting sounds erupted!

Golden flying sand collided and annihilated with the lightning blades leaping on the ice.

These golden sand particles flew out from the sleeves of the third God of Wealth.

It should be a type of concealed weapon.

However, the ability to transform gold dust into concealed weapons, giving them extremely strong penetrating and cutting capabilities, demonstrates a level of control and mastery that, while not as dazzling as Cha Nan's methods, is nonetheless simple and powerful.

The pale blue ice shards and dark gold dust mingled and rose, forming a deadly, chaotic cloud of smoke.

The cage, forged from ice, trembled violently, its surface constantly cracking and repairing itself, emitting a painful hum under the relentless scouring of the golden sand.

"Is that all?" The voice of the Third God of Wealth carried a hint of mockery.

He pressed down with his right hand, his five fingers suddenly clenching into a claw.

Boom!

All the golden sand instantly coalesced, transforming into a gigantic golden seal, which crashed heavily down upon Cha Nan.

This strike resembled both supernatural magic and martial arts techniques.

Cha Nan's eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his left palm, palm facing upwards, and several ice dragons coiled within it, emitting a dragon's roar.

Deep within the shattered ionosphere overhead, the accumulated destructive lightning was forcibly torn down.

At the same time, the ice dragon flew out from Cha Nan's palm, merged with the lightning, and collided with the golden seal.

A deafening explosion occurred!

Lightning exploded, ice shattered, and the golden seal crumbled.

Countless golden nuggets, crackling with lightning, shot out like cannonballs, blasting huge craters into the frozen ground.

The scattered gold nuggets, still under the control of the Third God of Wealth, formed a formation and flew towards Cha Nan.

Cha Nan moved like the wind, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

With a pull of both hands, more than a dozen fire dragons were unleashed.

However, the fire dragon's temperature was not high enough to incinerate the gold; instead, it tempered the gold nuggets into sharp blades.

"Unfortunately, you are not a Grandmaster!" The voice of the Third God of Wealth was cold and indifferent.

The figure sitting on the throne slowly stood up, and with his movement, the dark golden aura surrounding him suddenly expanded and spread.

hum!
A massive aura domain covering almost half the square instantly unfolded; he was about to cheat!

Within the domain of Qi, the will and thoughts of the Third God of Wealth even overwhelmed the laws of nature, becoming powerful and domineering.

Within this realm of qi, there are definitely more than three kinds of artistic conceptions.

Four, five, six? Or more?

Cha Nan's body suddenly sank, as if she were carrying an entire mountain of gold on her back!
The pseudo-domain formed by the ice collusion instantly collapsed, turning into countless scattering of dark blue ice crystals.

Cha Nan was so suppressed by that aura that she could barely send a message.

He knew very well that without a qualitative advantage and not particularly strong in terms of quantity, if he could not break through to the Grandmaster realm, then... he would have no choice but to release Mo Yang and have Mo Yang fight in his place!

Mo Yang is a powerful phantom beast imbued with fire, thunder, and darkness, comparable to a divine beast. With him as the main attacker and the others providing support, victory is assured.

But Cha Nan wanted to wait a little longer, to push herself a bit harder first.

Despite the opponent's intense qi suppression, Cha Nan keenly sensed the flow and combination of the even stronger energy that had been transformed after the essence of the qi was completely integrated with the true qi.

That's not a simple addition or multiplication.

Rather, it is a kind of 'complementation' that is in harmony with nature and with oneself.

It is both an objective description of the great principles of heaven and earth and an expression of one's inner understanding of the outside world.

This is not a contradiction.

From the perspective of the macrocosm, any kind of cognition or expression is a one-sided self-description. It is not the truth, but it is close to the truth to some extent.

"I see."

A thought, like the first ray of light at the beginning of time, suddenly ignited in Cha Nan's consciousness!
The true energy in the body and the thoughts existing in the mind are like two tracks that would never intersect, but suddenly they cross each other and then form a ball... Hunyuan Ruyi.

Grandmaster, break!
Thus, true qi possesses a spirit, and protective qi arises spontaneously, spreading throughout the body and wandering in the great and small universes, cycling endlessly.

Having taken a single step into the realm of Grandmaster, Cha Nan immediately summoned Mo Yang to protect him.

A breakthrough in realm is not something that can be achieved overnight. It takes time for the true qi in the body to completely transform into qi. Therefore, the imposing and majestic Mo Yang, as large as a small mountain, stood in front of Cha Nan, withstood the subsequent attacks of the Third God of Wealth, and launched a counterattack.

Compared to mythical beasts, martial artists have the advantage of being more flexible and adaptable, but they have no advantage in terms of energy manipulation and usage.

At this moment, the Third God of Wealth's attack on Mo Yang was like showing off one's skills before an expert.

No matter what methods they use to launch a comprehensive attack with gold sand, gold nuggets, gold swords, or gold knives, Mo Yang will always retaliate with even more ferocious, savage, decisive, and domineering methods.

Before Mo Yang had even used his true skills, the top henchman of the God of Wealth Society was already struggling.

Of course, his reaction speed was also very fast. After only a few exchanges, he realized that he could not engage in such a reckless attack with Mo Yang. He immediately adjusted his mode and began to move around and fight, looking for an opportunity.

However, Cha Nan then summoned the Japanese Overlord Blade, Yagyu the Killer God, in a swift move.

"Go! Hold him off and get beaten up with him!" Cha Nan commanded Liu Sheng the Killer.

Like Chanan, Palu possesses the characteristic of 'immortality,' so even though Yagyu the God of Slaughter is no match for the Third God of Wealth, entanglement with him and delaying his progress so that Mo Yang can unleash his skills and bombard him with firepower is no problem at all.

Thus, the Third God of Wealth, who had just been so elegant, finally learned what cruelty and lack of martial ethics meant.

With the combined efforts of Yagyu the God of Slaughter and Mo Yang, even though he used all his skills, his body was still covered in burns from the lava after about five minutes. The power of the Japanese Overlord Blade also invaded his body, constantly eroding his internal organs.

"Dragon Raiser! Are you just going to hide behind me like this, not daring to fight me?" At this moment, the Third God of Wealth already knew that he could not escape today's situation. His only thought was to take Cha Nan, the culprit, away with him.

Therefore, he wanted to provoke Cha Nan and force her to fight him again.

"You have already become a Grandmaster, while I am now severely injured, making me the best whetstone for you...!"

"Completely defeating a top-tier grandmaster lays the foundation for your widespread fame throughout the heavens. What are you still hesitating about?"

The Third God of Wealth kept provoking Cha Nan with his words.

However, Cha Nan simply replied, "A coward who hides his true colors is not worthy to fight me."

Before the words were even finished, the Forest Mammoth was summoned.

In such a battle, the forest mammoth's offensive capabilities are certainly limited, but it is most suitable to stand in front as a meat shield to prevent the Third God of Wealth from resorting to desperate measures and committing suicide together.

Seeing that a thick 'mountain of flesh' had separated him from Cha Nan, the Third God of Wealth let out a final, furious roar: "Cha Nan! You cowardly rat... cowardly rat!"

However, these roars were ultimately swallowed up by the relentless bombardment of the calamity and the relentless blood-swapping and life-swapping of the God of Slaughter, Yagyu.

The plaza, already in ruins, was now completely engulfed in a sea of ​​lava and fire.

The remaining members of the God of Wealth Society have chosen to scatter and flee, no longer putting up a stubborn resistance.

Not far away, a series of earth-shaking explosions resounded.

It was Ling Lingfa and Zhan Zhao who finally blew up the ammunition depot that the God of Wealth had stockpiled here.

Shortly after the explosion, gates opened in the vicinity, and a large number of "allied forces" rushed into this world to begin annihilating the remnants of the God of Wealth Society.

After this battle, even if not all members of the God of Wealth Society are killed, they will no longer be able to cause any trouble.

After the battle, Cha Nan didn't have much interaction with Wu Qing, only exchanging a few brief words before going to divide the spoils.

Cha Nan didn't have much need for ordinary so-called divine weapons and elixirs, so besides copying all the martial arts manuals collected by the God of Wealth Society, he also took a divine stone that was placed in the God of Wealth Society.

This divine stone comes from the world of Fengyun. Legend has it that it is one of the four strange stones left behind after the goddess Nuwa mended the sky.

The divine stone is a liquid weapon that only takes shape when infused with powerful energy. It can change shape at the master's will, transforming into various weapons with extremely strong power.

Cha Nan had never had a suitable weapon, and the divine stone made up for this slight deficiency.

After the division was completed, Cha Nan took the lead and returned to the Illusionary Beast Island through the opened boundary gate to go into seclusion and transform his internal energy.

After the transformation of the Qi is complete, it is necessary to use the Qi to permeate every detail and corner of the body, completing a half-step leap in the level of life.

It is precisely because of the refinement and nourishment of the Qi that Grandmasters often possess combat power and survival ability that are in no way inferior to their peak years, even at the age of over a hundred. This is a world of difference between them and Grandmasters who are just one step away from achieving the same level of skill.

Similarly, although Grandmasters have not completely broken the upper limit of human lifespan, they can often live to be over 150 years old if there is no external interference.

As for how long one can live, it depends on the individual's condition and opportunities.

Cha Nan wasn't in a hurry to completely complete the Qi infusion, but instead pushed forward little by little, while also using a large number of high-level phantom beast eggs to nourish herself, thus achieving a perfect transformation. This made the entire transformation process quite lengthy.

The entire process will take approximately three to four months to complete.

Of course, this "long" is only Cha Nan's opinion.

If it were anyone else, without some extraordinary stroke of luck, even if they reached half of Cha Nan's level of refinement, it would still take them two to three years.

Time flew by, and Cha Nan's transformation gradually became complete.

Three months later, accompanied by an invisible and intangible crisp sound, Cha Nan underwent a complete transformation, inside and out.

At this point, he would never say "not qualified" again.

It is top-notch inside and out, the absolute best.

Therefore, Cha Nan began to use a large amount of Palu Souls on himself to fully activate his potential, and at the same time, he used skill fruits according to the order of his own cultivation intention.

His previous deduction wasn't exactly wrong, but it wasn't correct either.

There is a specific order to consuming skill fruits.

This order is to eat according to the state of mind you control, using that state of mind to control the abilities and energy granted by the skill fruits, so that they do not get out of control.

In this way, although the advantage of gaining new attributes and abilities in one step is lost, it can accommodate more skill fruits and achieve the effect of collecting them all.

Of course, for imagery like 'wind' and 'cloud' that cannot be directly correlated with skill attributes, the specific abilities of skill fruits can be used to correspond to them.

For example, the Wind-themed skill can be used with Grass-type moves like 'Green Hurricane' and 'Gale Blade', or Earth-type moves like 'Sand Hurricane', Fire-type moves like 'Flame Storm', or Thunder-type moves like 'Thunder Hurricane'.

For the sake of fusion of artistic conception, Cha Nan first consumed the 'Blazing Storm' skill fruit, then the 'Thunder Hurricane', as well as the Dark Cloud Storm and Diamond Star, a total of four skill fruits. Although they did not provide Cha Nan with any additional new attributes, they gave him a deeper grasp and understanding of the artistic conception he had acquired and its corresponding energy.

It can be said that although he has just entered the realm of Grandmaster, his cultivation at this level has been accelerated by various factors, allowing him to advance rapidly and surpass many veteran Grandmasters, bringing him infinitely closer to the realm of those 'ultimate experts'.

However, this quiet and peaceful period of development cannot continue indefinitely.

The situation in the world of fantasy beasts is already extremely precarious.

(End of this chapter)