Chapter 456 - Chapter 456: Chapter 456 Surrendering When You Couldn’t Win? What the Hell?
Chapter 456: Chapter 456 Surrendering When You Couldn’t Win? What the Hell?
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
None of the hundreds of rat demons stood a chance against Pang Guang. They fell one after another, unable to withstand his power.
After a dozen breaths, the air was filled with the savory aroma of skewers.
Chen Yu, rubbing his belly, muttered, “Damn conditioned reflex.”
“Pang Guang, withdraw your divine ability.”
The God Possession resembled more of a ghostly possession than a true divine possession.
Of course, the spirits they summoned were not ordinary wanderers; they were the gods and ghosts of the underworld.
The higher the cultivation of a God’s Possession Sorcerer, the more gods of the underworld they could attract, akin to Dragon Tiger Mountain’s method of summoning generals from the past.
With Pang Guang’s cultivation, attracting the possession of a fire ghost was already pushing his limits.
The duration lasted no more than ten minutes, after which Pang Guang would suffer the backlash, ranging from decreased cultivation to a shortened lifespan.
“Dr… Dr.Chen…” Pang Guang gasped as he lay on the ground, utterly exhausted from sending off the fire ghost.
He wanted to boast, but he lacked the strength even to speak.
Chen Yu bent down and casually patted Pang Guang’s head. Instantly, a surge of pure spiritual energy revitalized Pang Guang, replenishing his depleted spiritual energy.
Inviting the fire ghost to possess him had made him appear invincible, but the toll on his essence, spirit, and soul was immense.
Before leaving home, his parents had repeatedly warned him.
“Only use this move in a life-or-death situation, unless there’s no other choice.”
“Dr. Chen, my clan’s ability to fight is extraordinary, right?” Pang Guang asked weakly.
Chen Yu replied, “Once you all get serious, you can kill anyone who stands in your way.”
“Sweeping your enemies in all directions and defeating someone stronger than you is child’s play.”
Pang Guang’s chest puffed out from pride after hearing that. “Even many in the mystic sect aren’t my match.”
Chen Yu raised an eyebrow. “Impressive indeed.”
“Master Pang has unparalleled abilities, like Superman,” Chen Yu quipped, lightening the mood.
“I’ll have to trouble you to lead the way, Master Pang. If we encounter the Gray Immortals later, why don’t you take the lead and turn them into roasted rat meat?”
“Uh…” Pang Guang, full of self-praise, momentarily stumbled for words, overwhelmed by the idea.
Dealing with hundreds of ordinary rat spirits had already drained him. Without the spiritual energy replenishment provided by Chen Yu, he couldn’t even walk, let alone boast.
“I’ll help you record the wonderful scene of Master Pang’s display of his divine might,” Chen Yu said cheerfully.
“Oh right, 1’11 send a message to Captain Li now.”
“I’ll ask him to call all your team members over and watch your display of strength together.”
“I’ve already thought of the title for you: Underworld Fire Burning Gray Immortals, Godly Battle Showing Godly Might.’”
“After this battle, getting a promotion and a raise is not a dream. Rising to the top is child’s play with your contributions. You’re more than enough to be the deputy team leader.”
“Soon, I’m sure you’ll be invited to the mystic sect conference.”
“When the time comes, I’ll bring the heroic deeds of the ambassador and spread them in front of the leaders and hierarchs of the various sects.”
“The mystic sect masters of Mount Longhu, the Quanzhen Sect, and Mount Maoqing will definitely be put to shame by your superiority.”
Pang Guang finally realized Chen Yu was mocking him.
The Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, the sect master of the Quanzhen Sect, and the sect master of Mao Mountain were all the top dogs in the mystic sect.
How could he compare to them?
“Why is Master Pang’s face red? Are you too excited?” Chen Yu teased.
“Good luck; I have faith in you,” Chen Yu laughed, walking forward.
Inside the cave, a large pile of gold, silver, and jewelry caught their eyes.
An old man, appearing to be 70% human and 30% rat, was urging a few Tibetan mastiff-sized rats to dig holes.
“Those juniors can’t hold on for long. Once that Chen fellow comes in, our bloodline will die without a burial place!” The old man muttered anxiously.
The old man’s face was full of sweat as his heart pumped furiously.
A rat will always be a rat, and it will never be able to escape its timid nature.
Following the sound of footsteps, the old man trembled in fear.
Chen Yu, that damned bastard, had finally arrived.
Pang Guang pointed at the old man and shouted, “How dare you! You’re surrounded!”
“A large number of mystic sect cultivators are closing in.”
“Our special operations team’s policy is leniency for those who confess but severity for those who resist.”
“Your underlings have already become roasted rats. If you dare to resist, I’ll show you no mercy!”
The old man looked at Pang Guang as if he were looking at a fool.
Who did he think he was? How dare he threaten him?
There was no spiritual energy left in his body.
He was not worthy of baring his fangs and brandishing his claws in front of him!
“Chen Yu, how about we make a deal?” The old man proposed.
“Turn a blind eye and let me go. All the gold and silver treasures in the cave are yours.”
“If you think it’s too little, I can get Hui Bing and the other monks to give you all the money they’ve plundered.”
The dozen greedy monks led by Monk Hui Bing each had tens of millions in savings.
Including the treasures here, it was worth at least hundreds of millions.
The old man feared not Pang Guang but Chen Yu, this smiling tiger.
Judge Qian returned to the City God Pavilion and was only a breath away from having his soul destroyed.
It was said that he had been severely beaten until there was not a good spot left on his body.
His clothes were even torn to shreds.
“It’s no wonder Judge Qian became your backer,” Chen Yu said with a faint smile. “You really know how to negotiate.”
“Chen Yu, why don’t you walk your great path while I tread the swamps? We do not need to fight to the death; why are you forcing me into a corner?”
As the old man talked, he began to act pitifully.
His juniors were anxious for success and had killed some humans in a moment of confusion.
In order not to be punished by the grandmasters, the old man had brought his children and grandchildren to this place to struggle at death’s door.
“Wait a moment.”
“You’re mistaken about something,” Chen Yu interrupted the old man’s rambling and said with a faint smile.
“What is it?” The old man said nervously.
“You told me to turn a blind eye and let you go. You were willing to give me everything here.”
“Don’t you realize that these things will be mine after I kill you?” Chen Yu asked seriously.
“You!” the old man exclaimed, furious. He gritted his teeth and said, “Don’t corner a rat. You might not end up well.”
“He’s at death’s door,” Pang Guang interjected. “What’s the point of threats and temptations? Dr. Chen, you don’t have to be polite with him.”
“Just slap him to death.”
“Are you going to do it yourself, or should 1 help you?” Chen Yu asked the old man with a smile.
The old man’s face reddened with anger, feeling the weight of his predicament.
Just as Pang Guang thought that the rat was exasperated and prepared to fight to the death…
An unexpected scene unfolded.
“Kid, you said that your policy is leniency for those who confess and severity for those who resist,” the old man suddenly said with a forced expression.
“If I surrender, I’m sure it can be considered a confession.”
Pang Guang was stunned.
It was fine if humans did not care about martial ethics.
But this rat demon was the same, surrendering since he couldn’t win.
What the hell was this?