Chapter 71

"Tell me, how many Blood Black Gold are there below?" Zhao Wujie asked, "Are there ninety-nine?"

"One hundred and eight, I counted many times," Yang Dingtian replied, "But most of them grow on the cliff faces. Below is scorching lava. I went through great hardships to collect just three, and almost fell and burned to death."

Yang Dingtian then took out the remaining two pieces of ten-thousand-year-old Blood Black Gold.

Immediately, Zhao Wujie, without any doubt, said, "What do you think? Speak your mind."

"Senior, this is ten-thousand-year-old Blood Black Gold, one piece is worth ten regular Blood Black Gold. So ninety-nine pieces are enough to forge the most powerful treasure sword," Yang Dingtian looked at Zhao Wujie and said, "So, the remaining nine pieces are useless to you. Can you give them to me? Only I know the way, I can lead you. One hundred and eight pieces of Blood Black Gold, you get ninety-nine, I take nine, okay?"

Zhao Wujie looked at him coldly and said, "Do you think you have room to bargain? You said it's a hundred meters deep, do you think I don't know how to get there?"

"Without me leading the way, you won't find the Blood Black Gold vein. Try it if you don't believe me," Yang Dingtian said, "I only need nine pieces. More than nine won't be useful to you. Either agree to my terms or kill me!"

Zhao Wujie slowly raised his palm, his eyes revealing a cruel look, ready to strike Yang Dingtian dead.

"Treasure truly moves the heart, making you fearless of death," Zhao Wujie said with a cold laugh, then lowered his palm and said, "Lead the way, and I'll give you nine pieces."

"It's a deal, swear it," Yang Dingtian said.

Zhao Wujie's face turned angry, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, then he gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely give this young man nine pieces of ten-thousand-year-old Blood Black Gold, or may I be destroyed by heaven and earth."

"Good, I'll lead you now," Yang Dingtian said excitedly, then jumped into the unfrozen water pool and dived down with all his might.

"Fool, as soon as I find the Blood Black Gold vein, I'll tear you into pieces," Zhao Wujie said to himself coldly, then followed and jumped into the unfrozen water pool.

...

Diving to 80 meters!

90 meters!

95 meters!

This was a depth Zhao Wujie had never reached before. Yang Dingtian's body was already stiff, while Zhao Wujie only had his limbs stiff. He was, after all, a Wu Zun (Martial Venerable) level expert, with a stronger resistance to cold than Yang Dingtian. However, he had always been cautious about his life and thought the pool was 200 meters deep, so 80 meters was not even half. Diving deeper would mean freezing to death before reaching the bottom.

"Is this boy trying to freeze me to death here?" Zhao Wujie was startled and was about to strike Yang Dingtian dead in the water.

Yang Dingtian suddenly rushed forward, passing the 100-meter mark, then rolled in the water and started to rise.

Zhao Wujie also rushed forward and strangely found himself turning and starting to rise as well.

This place is an anti-gravity field? Zhao Wujie was both surprised and delighted. An anti-gravity field only forms between two completely repelling massive energies, meaning there really is a massive Blood Black Gold vein below, proving Yang Dingtian did not lie.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, both of them surfaced on the other side of the unfrozen water pool.

Looking at the huge cave and feeling the anti-gravity field, Zhao Wujie was truly amazed and said to Yang Dingtian, "Lead the way."

"Sure, follow me," Yang Dingtian said, then climbed ashore and up the crystal cave entrance, walking inside, with Zhao Wujie closely following.

Following the crystal vein, Yang Dingtian walked deeper and deeper, the temperature around him getting higher and higher. The ice in his hand had completely melted. This time he was smarter, having eaten a belly full of ice water to avoid dehydration.

Walking two kilometers.

Three kilometers.

Four kilometers.

Zhao Wujie became increasingly impatient and asked, "How much further? How far is it?"

"Almost there, almost there," Yang Dingtian continued walking.

"If you dare to lie to me, I'll make sure you suffer all the pain in the world before dying," Zhao Wujie said coldly.

"Another kilometer," Yang Dingtian said firmly, then continued walking.

The temperature kept rising.

Zhao Wujie's hair and eyebrows started to curl. He rubbed his hands and instantly shaved his hair and eyebrows clean, leaving a bald head.

"Boy, I'll let you live a little longer, but once I find the Blood Black Gold, I'll make sure you have no place to bury your body," Zhao Wujie thought angrily.

After another kilometer, the heat was almost unbearable.

Yang Dingtian stood at the final corner and said, "Senior, this is it. I can't go any further, or I'll be burned to death..."

At this moment, Yang Dingtian's voice was completely hoarse, his throat completely dry.

This was the end of the crystal vein, and an incredibly bright light could be seen.

Zhao Wujie's eyes lit up, his heart racing. He took a step forward, but his pace slowed down because he was really worried that Yang Dingtian was lying. He couldn't bear another disappointment.

As Zhao Wujie walked past the final corner, the scene suddenly brightened!

He was stunned, amazed!

He was almost mad with joy, completely stunned by what he saw.

The huge cave was embedded with countless pieces of ten-thousand-year-old Blood Black Gold, too many to count. Although he didn't know how many there were, it was definitely more than the 108 pieces Yang Dingtian mentioned.

But at this moment, he didn't care about the number. Who would mind having too many treasures?

"All mine, all mine!" Zhao Wujie muttered, "All this Blood Black Gold is mine, my supreme soul sword, my imperial soul sword!"

"The top of the world is mine."

"Cloud Peak City, I will wipe you out completely."

"Northwest Qin Family, I will wipe you out completely."

"Yang Peipei, I will make you my slave."

"I will become the ruler of this world!"

"Ha ha ha..."

"Fool, your task is done, you can die now," Zhao Wujie said with a cold laugh, then raised his palm to strike Yang Dingtian, but found that Yang Dingtian was already gone, having slipped away while he was in a frenzy of joy.

"A启蒙级 (Enlightenment level) waste, where can you run?" Zhao Wujie turned to chase Yang Dingtian.

He was very cunning, not going to collect the Blood Black Gold first, but to kill Yang Dingtian.

However, he soon saw a beautiful piece of ten-thousand-year-old Blood Black Gold just a foot away from his left hand.

"You want Blood Black Gold, I'll stuff this piece into your stomach and let you die from being overstuffed," Zhao Wujie said with a cold laugh, then reached out to grab the Blood Black Gold and tried to break it off.

As soon as his hand touched the Blood Black Gold, an incredibly powerful energy surged throughout the cave.

"Roar..." A deep roar came from the lava.

A massive demonic beast suddenly stood up from the abyss.

With eight heads and sixteen hands, the Abyss Lord stood a hundred meters tall.

Zhao Wujie was completely stunned.

"Little bastard, you've doomed me!" Zhao Wujie roared and fled in a panic.

"Bang!" The Abyss Lord's fiery whip lashed out, a hundred-meter-long flame whip like lightning, striking Zhao Wujie's back.

"Ahh..." A惨叫 (cry of pain), blood spurted out.

Zhao Wujie was thrown dozens of meters away, his body split in two, his chest and below cut off by the flame whip.

"Boom..." The hard crystal cave collapsed dozens of meters, huge crystal rocks crushing Zhao Wujie's body, burying both halves.

The Abyss Lord snorted disdainfully, its massive body returning to the abyss lava, leaving only its eyes floating on the surface.

Yang Dingtian, hiding in the distance, was completely stunned. A Wu Zun level expert, one of the strongest in the world, had no chance against the Abyss Lord, being cut in two with a single whip. How powerful must the Abyss Lord be?

"Master, is this Abyss Lord so powerful? Can I kill it when I reach the Wu Xuan level?" Yang Dingtian asked, unable to believe it.

"As long as we have the Heaven Earth Mystic Fire, Master can kill it and refine it to feed your soul sword, rapidly advancing your sword soul," Dongfang Niemie said.

At this moment, Zhao Wujie was still alive, his eyes filled with endless hatred and unwillingness as he looked at Yang Dingtian and said coldly, "Are you setting me up?"

"That's right, you must die," Yang Dingtian said coldly.

"I'll kill you, I'll tear you to pieces," Zhao Wujie roared, his hands flailing wildly, trying to rush out like a vengeful ghost.

But with every movement, he spurted blood. His chest was cut off, his qi sea destroyed, leaving him completely powerless and with only minutes to live.

Yang Dingtian just looked at him coldly, a mocking smile on his lips.

"Never thought I would die at your hands, a hero all my life," Zhao Wujie said, his voice hoarse, his end near.

"You wanted to possess all the Blood Black Gold, and this secret couldn't be known by a second person, so you had to kill me?" Zhao Wujie asked.

"That's right, 999 pieces of Blood Black Gold, I want them all," Yang Dingtian said, "Today, either you die or I die!"

"Heaven's will, everything is heaven's will!" Zhao Wujie said dejectedly.

Then he quieted down, the only sound in the space being the constant flow of blood, Zhao Wujie's life slowly draining away.

"I've killed countless people, cruel and despicable, this fate is deserved," Zhao Wujie said slowly, his voice weak, "A man on the verge of death speaks the truth. Boy, we have a connection, can you tell me your name?"

"Yang Dingtian."

"New city lord of Cloud Peak City? Disciple of Dongfang Niemie? So it's you, no wonder, no wonder," Zhao Wujie said in surprise.

Then Zhao Wujie said, "Yang Dingtian, can you do me a favor?"

"Speak."

"Three hundred miles southwest of here is my Terror Manor," Zhao Wujie said, "I have an only son, injured four years ago, poisoned, and his cultivation completely destroyed, unable to recover. Without me, he can't protect himself. Pass a message to him, tell him to leave the manor immediately and go to a small ordinary village to live a normal life. Let someone else take the position of manor lord, and in four days, a great disaster will befall the manor, destroying it completely."

"In four days, isn't it when the double moon covers the double sun? Even if something happens, it might not be a disaster," Yang Dingtian said.

"For others, it might not be a disaster, but in the deep dungeons of my Terror Manor, a thousand-year-old night owl is sealed. During the Yin-Yang Festival, its power surges, breaking the seal, and it will destroy everything within a hundred miles," Zhao Wujie said.

Before Zhao Wujie could finish, Yang Dingtian's heart raced, and he trembled, asking, "Master, is the night owl an electric-type beast? Is it a rare electric-type beast in the world...?"