Chapter 339: Free Pa.s.s Trials
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In a dimly lit s.p.a.ce, a female with the upper body of a human and lower body of a snake was gazing at a screen intently.
The skin on the female’s upper body was pale and jade-like, yet her snake tail was as dark as black ink. Her jet-black eyes were especially bright and piercing.
“M-hm, the collapse rate of Battle Qi has fallen by a ten-thousandth of a percentage point, and its spirit rate has risen by a hundredth of a percentage point…”
The female’s voice was a soft whisper, and a bronze-colored wheel which was resting before her started spinning. An energy which contained the power of natural law started to diffuse outwards, seeping into every corner of this world.
At this moment, another snake-tailed human slithered over. This was a green-haired male. He bowed his head respectfully and said, “Master Black, the trials have all been arranged.”
The female smiled and nodded lightly. “I’m looking forward to witnessing their performances.”
Immediately afterward, ten different images appeared on the screen before her.
“Hmm? Why is the difficulty of Sister White’s trial so low?” The female frowned.
The green-haired male was frightened, and he immediately started explaining himself, “Didn’t you tell me to a.s.sign difficulties based on their cultivation bases? Master White is only of the Seventh-Stage Dao Body right now, so I a.s.signed a lower difficulty to her…”
The female glared at the green-haired male. “Are you blind? Don’t you see that Little Qing is also with her? Don’t you know to at least set up a spell formation to seal Little Qing’s powers?” Her jet-black eyes were deep and profound like a black hole, and it was as if they were going to engulf the male.
The green-haired male shuddered, and he wiped away the cold sweat which had formed on his forehead. “I’ll arrange that immediately!”
Isn’t White Spirit Snake just here to obtain inheritances?
The green-haired male didn’t expect for Black Spirit Snake to take White Spirit Snake’s trial so seriously. It appeared as though he had angered Black Spirit Snake by overtly giving White Spirit Snake a free pa.s.s…
Just as the green-haired male finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded from the screen.
“Congratulations! You have pa.s.sed the trial of the Snake Spirit Clan!”
In a humid marshland which was suffused with multi-colored toxic fogs, hundreds of multi-colored pythons lay unmoving on the floor. Three Snake Spirit Demons—all of who had the lower bodies of snakes and upper bodies of humans—also lay on the floor. Blood dripped from the corner of their mouths onto the floor.
Battle G.o.ddess Bi Qiong was dressed in azure-colored garments, and she stood amid the battleground with an arrogant expression on her face. She appeared most elegant and domineering.
Black Spirit Snake remained silent as she stared at the screen intently.
Green-haired male: “…”
His instinct told him that this was the calm before the storm.
A white, heart-shaped column of light descended from the skies and slowly fused into White Spirit Snake’s forehead.
This column of light contained the Snake Spirit Clan’s fundamental cultivation methods and supreme knowledge.
“Wow! Little Qing is so awesome! I love you to death!” A smile blossomed on White Spirit Snake’s face, and she leaped toward Battle G.o.ddess Bi Qiong like a little girl. She was like a little sister depending on her older sister with whom she had an intimate relations.h.i.+p.
Bi Qiong smiled gracefully and lightly rubbed White Spirit Snake’s head. There was a doting look on her face.
While Black Spirit Snake was still staring at the screen, another voice suddenly sounded.
“Congratulations! You have pa.s.sed the trial of the Spirit Fish Clan!”
Tian Lingling stood amid a sea of raging flames, and her short, chestnut-colored hair was slightly singed. Her large, bright eyes widened in anger. “Uncle, can you please be more careful when you release flames next time?” she scowled. “You’ve scorched my hair black!”
Battle G.o.d Zi Yang glanced at the little loli next to him. He held a giant squid tentacle in his hands, and he was chomping down on it enthusiastically. “Quit complaining,” he mumbled with his mouth full. “You’ve received all the benefits already. See that green orb of light above your head? Hurry up and accept the inheritance!”
Just like that, Tian Lingling received the Spirit Fish Clan’s inheritance.
The green-haired male gulped. Unease gripped at his heart, and he turned his head ever so slightly toward the female next to him.
“The brain is a wonderful thing,” Black Spirit Snake chuckled and said. “I wish that you can get one too.”
If White Spirit Snake had pa.s.sed her trial because the green-haired male had taken her status into account, then what was with Tian Lingling? The loli who was of the Tenth-Stage Dao Body didn’t do anything at all! Did she pa.s.s the trial just by acting cute?
This tomb wasn’t a charity which handed out inheritances for free! As the person in charge of the trials, allowing the trials to become such a joke could only prove one thing—the green-haired male was too stupid!
The green-haired male was sweating profusely. He indeed hadn’t taken the necessary measures to target that Battle G.o.d. He immediately fell to his knees and admitted to his “crimes”.
“Master Black, please have mercy on me! Your servant recognizes his mistakes and will work hard to reform himself! Such things will never happen again!”
Black Spirit Snake didn’t speak. Her eyes remained glued to the screen.
The green-haired male didn’t dare stand up. He gazed toward the screen as he continued kneeling, and he prayed in his mind that the other trials wouldn’t be pa.s.sed in such farcical manners.
…
An Lin arrived above a gigantic floating boulder. His surroundings were extremely dark, and only the faint sparkle from the specks of stars in the sky ensured that this place wasn’t pitch-black.
“Detected that trial-taker is of the Spirit Nurturing Final Stage, activating hard mode.”
Upon hearing these words, An Lin immediately started laughing. “Only hard mode? I’m not your ordinary Spirit Nurturing Final Stage cultivator!”
The dark night-sky squirmed, and immediately afterward, five spear-wielding Dark Wing Tribe members flew down toward An Lin.
They exuded powerful auras, and a feeling of death enveloped their bodies.
“How dare you encroach on my tribe’s land! Die!” the leading male roared loudly.
A searing black might burst from his spear as he stabbed down toward An Lin.
An Lin’s expression remained unchanged, and he flicked his Evil-Slaying Sword upward. A jet-black sword projection soared toward the sky like a crescent moon.
Boom!
The black projections of the sword and spear clashed together in mid-air, and the spear projection was shattered to pieces. Then, the sword projection continued slas.h.i.+ng toward the leading male.
The male’s pupils contracted as he tried to parry with his spear.
Immediately afterward, the energy contained within the black sword projection smashed into his body and sent him flying back like a broken ragdoll. Streaks of blood shot out from his mouth.
However, this wasn’t the end. That black energy actually attached itself to the male’s body!
“Ahhh! What’s this?” The male looked down at his body in terror.
His skin was covered in a thin film of black energy. This energy caused his flesh to shrivel rapidly, and it also sucked away at his vitality vigorously.
“What’s happening? My energy…” The male’s eyes widened in shock when he saw the sword in An Lin’s hands. “This… Could this be my tribe’s holy weapon, the Evil-Slaying—”
Before he could finish his sentence, the final hint of life drained from his eyes. Like a bird which had suddenly died, he plunged toward the ground slowly.
The black energy transformed into an orb and flew toward the blade of the Evil-Slaying Sword. Then, it slowly fused into the sword.
As if it had received some nourishment, the sword rang in satisfaction. A black glow flashed upon the blade, and it looked as though the sword was “breathing”.
An Lin blinked curiously. He raised the sword in his hand and asked, “Little Evil, you’re the Dark Wing Tribe’s holy weapon? Why didn’t you tell me that you were this bada.s.s?”
Evil-Slaying Sword: “…”
An Lin ignored her aloof nature and continued, “Did absorbing that orb of energy feel good? Why don’t I make you feel good again?”
The Evil-Slaying Sword quivered slightly. It wanted to hack a certain someone to pieces.
The remaining four Dark Wing Tribe members were stunned. With their spears still gripped tightly in their hands, they all stared at An Lin dazedly.
Right at this moment, another four sword projections cut through the air like scythes of death.
Boom—
The speed of the sword projections was too quick, thus the Dark Wing Tribe members could only choose to face them head-on. However, without exception, they all had their energy and blood essence sucked dry by these black shadows. Their lives were ended by this single strike.
Four black orbs floated toward the blade of the Evil-Slaying Sword and slowly fused into it. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but An Lin felt as if his sword had become a purer shade of black.
“Little Evil, were they tasty?” An Lin asked with a kind expression.
“Inferior quality Dark Wing clones, not tasty,” a cold voice said in An Lin’s mind. However, there was a hint of satisfaction peeking through this apathetic voice. It sounded like a little girl who was content after enjoying a sumptuous meal.
“Aren’t you the Dark Wing Tribe’s holy weapon? Why do you like feeding on members of the Dark Wing Tribe? To beat is to demonstrate care; to eat is to demonstrate love?” An Lin was extremely curious.
This time, the Evil-Slaying Sword didn’t dignify him with a response.
An Lin sighed in exasperation. The path of disciplining his sword was going to be a long and onerous one.
“Congratulations! You have pa.s.sed the trial of the Dark Wing Tribe!”
A voice suddenly traveled down from the skies. Immediately afterward, a ball of black light drifted down from the sky.
“Heh… this trial is so lame. Is it a free pa.s.s? This trial is looking down upon my abilities!”
With each strike, An Lin had insta-killed an enemy. In the end, a voice suddenly sounded from the skies and announced that he had pa.s.sed the trial…
This is a trial? A trial of what? Isn’t this an insult?!
An Lin’s mocking comments were live-streamed onto some screen.
“Heh… this trial is so lame. Is it a free pa.s.s? This trial is looking down upon my abilities!”
Black Spirit Snake wore a dark expression as she stared at the screen.
The green-haired male almost bowed in submission toward An Lin!
What the f*ck?! Of all the times to make a mocking remark, you choose to make one now?! You’re pus.h.i.+ng me toward death!!!