A World Worth Protecting

Currently, Wang Baole was steering the Spirit Boat and racing in the Sea of Fire. He didn’t leave immediately, instead, searching within the sea and catching two Inferno Rats. Then, he left the Sea of Fire and flew back mid-air.

This Inferno Rat is too difficult to catch. It’s like a ghost, appearing and disappearing without rhyme or reason in the Sea of Fire. That must be why it looks like a rat. It runs as quickly as one. Wang Baole seemed regretful. He had spent quite a great deal of effort during the journey back before he managed to catch two of them.

If not for the Sea of Fire, with Wang Baole’s cultivation, he could catch as many Inferno Rats as he wanted. He could only sigh now. He exchanged his battle credits and raced back to Green Fire Island.

During his trip back, he repeatedly tried to call for Little Missy. After fusing with the fragment, Little Missy’s voice grew fainter and fainter, until she became completely silent. Wang Baole mused and felt that the possibility of Little Missy faking her death seemed slight. There was a great likelihood that she had truly gone into a deep sleep.

I can’t always rely on Little Missy. After all, what’s most important now are battle credits… At the thought of battle credits, Wang Baole’s head began to hurt. He thought about how he was currently in debt at the moment. All his thoughts were filled with how to acquire more battle credits.

As he thought, the distant Green Fire Island grew closer. Just as Wang Baole was about to head straight for his cave abode, a sudden deafening explosion erupted on the beaches at the bottom of the mountain. A howl filled with hate and frustration rang out.

“Wang Baole, I’ve waited for you for so long. Prepare to die!”

As the roar rang out, the huge bell on the beach, that Wang Baole had flung out, exploded into multiple pieces. Liang Long dashed out in an instant. With a burst of speed, he charged ragingly at Wang Baole.

He had prepared well this round. Black flying swords formed from spells surrounded him. Above his head floated a giant mountain stone, which seemed to contain a magnetic force. When it flew out, it distorted the surrounding space. It looked terrifying. Liang Long’s right hand held a pool of water formed from a crimson liquid that was as bright as fresh blood. The pool of water contorted as numerous faces pressed against its surface, gruesome and desperately trying to fight their way out of the liquid. It was a horrifying sight.

Liang Long could have blown the bell apart a day ago, but he had held himself back until he had been fully prepared for his release. Then, he had monitored what had been going on outside and waited for Wang Baole’s return.

He was filled with confidence presently. He believed that even if Wang Baole still had another one of those maddening bells, he would be prepared for it. He would be able to avoid or even blow it up. His arrogance was mingled with his desire for vengeance. He hollered and stared at the approaching Wang Baole.

It was then that… Wang Baole frowned. He disliked people who interrupted his thoughts. After all, he was focused on how to earn more battle credits now. This was an important matter. He was annoyed and couldn’t be bothered to spend too much time on Liang Long. He activated his storage bracelet. With a wave of his right hand, he flung out seven to eight crystals the size of his fist.

“What’s all that shouting for? You think you’re the only one with a loud voice? Go and play with yourself!” Wang Baole said as he threw the crystals at him. With a burst of sudden speed, the crystals dashed towards Liang Long.

“Wang Baole, I’m going to let you know what a cultivator should be like. You lowly garbage will know your place!” Liang Long laughed arrogantly. His hands came together to form a series of hand seals. The mountain stone above his head shook violently, and waves of spirit energy surged towards the crystals.

“Shatter!” Liang Long roared as he charged towards Wang Baole. He had even thought of how he was going to strike after approaching Wang Baole. It was then, at that moment… as the forces released by the magnetic mountain stone collided with Wang Baole’s crystals, that the crystals shook violently and exploded!

They didn’t turn into dust. Instead, some sort of transformation occurred as they exploded. They formed large, adhesive webs that blanketed Liang Long.

The webs were extremely bizarre. They disregarded the mountain stone’s magnetic forces and approached instantaneously. Liang Long, stunned, tried to evade them. He might be able to dodge a couple of them, but he couldn’t escape all of them. At the critical moment, Liang Long roared. He unleashed the power of the blood-colored droplet in his hand and his enchanted flying swords around him in an attempt to stop the large webs.

His Dharmic treasures collided with the webs. There were no loud explosions from their collisions. As soon as they came into contact, his spells and Dharmic treasures appeared to have lost their powers, trapped within the webs. They fell with a loud thud and were stuck to the ground!

Even the mountain stone above his head was trapped by two webs, getting stuck to the ground as well. The sight rendered Liang Long speechless with shock.

What are these things! His breathing quickened as he watched, stunned. Then, his pupils contracted suddenly. He watched as Wang Baole went past without a pause in his steps and threw a couple more of those crystals at him.

The crystals dashed towards him in a blink of an eye. Alarmed, Liang Long tried to evade them. However, he couldn’t escape from all of them. Finally, the crystals exploded, forming large webs. He was trapped within four webs. With a thud, he fell, stuck firmly to the ground!

Liang Long’s face grew red as he howled and struggled. The web’s adhesiveness was truly extraordinary. It was also extremely malleable. He couldn’t free himself regardless of how much he struggled. Aside from getting to his feet, all he managed to do was create multiple thinner threads of web.

His nightmare didn’t end there. It had only just begun. Just as Liang Long struggled to his feet, Wang Baole, with a series of hand seals, summoned the webs around him. They flew over instantly and slapped themselves onto Liang Long like giant pancakes.

“Wang… Bao…” Liang Long’s eyes were so red that it looked like blood might drip out of them at any moment. He released a roar that was filled with a level of resentment he had never experienced before. He wasn’t given a chance to end the roar himself. Layers of extremely sticky web slapped themselves over him, silencing him completely…

From afar, Liang Long was hardly recognizable at all. One could only see a creature layered with multiple layers of web, as if enveloped in a seal, stuck to the ground as it wriggled and struggled madly…

Wang Baole had returned to the cave abode at that point, not even sparing Liang Long a single glance. Personally, he felt that teaching Liang Long a lesson was a piece of cake, hardly worthy of any attention. The Foundation Establishment realm cultivators on Green Fire Island, especially Zhou Biao and the others, saw it differently though. They were shocked and alarmed at the sight before them. They pitied Liang Long, though their awe and respect for Wang Baole grew tremendously.

“This guy is just too powerful. He just randomly threw out something, and Liang Long was driven mad but completely powerless to stop him…”

“That’s not the most important point. Did you guys realize? This Wang Baole… when he strikes, he always makes his opponents… how should I put it? It doesn’t matter if it’s the bell from before or whatever he just threw out, he always makes one so frustrated that you just want to die!”

“Let’s not offend him. He looks like he’s filled with nasty ideas. And he clearly keeps a grudge.”

While Zhou Biao and the others trembled in fear at the thought of Wang Baole’s incredible evil and nasty character, Wang Baole continued to rack his brains over how to earn large quantities of battle credits after he had returned to his cave abode. He glanced through the mission stone slab. The missions that issued the most battle credits were those demanding identity tokens.

In order to obtain identity tokens, one had to enter the sword body. Wang Baole began gathering information. A few days later, he found himself frowning and sighing. Based on the information he had acquired, the sword body, which was buried deep in the sun, was a treacherous place filled with great danger. Even if one were at the Core Formation realm, one would risk a considerable chance of death if he or she ventured into the sword body. Typically, those from the Vast Expanse Dao Palace would form parties in order to venture into the sword body. Rarely would anyone go alone.

Little Missy was still not awake, so Wang Baole wasn’t confident of his chances. He decided that he would delay his search for identity tokens on the sword body. He wouldn’t do it unless he had no other choice.

But I can’t continue doing what I’m doing now… Wang Baole rubbed his forehead. A fierce light appeared in his eyes as he wondered if he should just consider robbing others… after all, there’s a potential victim right at his doorstep now.

But once he did something like that, he either had to silence the other or ensure that he had blackmail material on the other. He had to be constantly cautious of someone reporting him to the sect…

What a headache… Wang Baole shook his head and pulled out the regional Spirit Internet jade slip. He intended to find out how many battle credits the rest had gotten and if there was a better way of acquiring those battle credits.

He saw Li Yi’s message as soon as he turned it on.

“My fellow Daoists, you’ll have to work harder. I’ve already earned six hundred battle credits!”