Chapter 725: The Lord of Red Gold Mountain
"What? Li Yi came to save us? Now you're planning to join forces and defeat the Lord of Red Gold Mountain to seize this mine? Wait, have you been mining for so long that you've developed hallucinations?"
"Even if Li Yi has been desperately cultivating over the past year, he still couldn't possibly fight a Lord-level powerhouse—especially you, Jiang Mingtian, with your pitch-black appearance, you can't even beat that warrior named Bai Li. Getting involved in a conflict at this level? You're just asking for death."
"I know you've been suppressed here mining for a long time, your mind twisted, desperate for revenge—but this isn't the time for fantasies. If we actually fight, we'll die horribly."
Meanwhile.
Outside the Red Gold Mine, Jiang Mingtian found Zhao Fangji and explained his plan with Li Yi.
But Zhao Fangji strongly opposed it—he believed their power disparity was too great, and fighting would lead to total annihilation, for he had witnessed Lord-level warriors in action.
Although this world was full of savages who grew only muscle, not brains, and knew no magic or cultivation, its people possessed innate deep foundations; once they reached Lord level, each one could tear mountains and rivers apart with their bare bodies and shatter the heavens.
On Earth, their bodies could probably withstand nuclear blasts without issue.
Fighting such a being was pure nightmare.
"Zhao Fangji, this is the moment to turn the tables—Li Yi has already moved. The warrior chief you mentioned, Bai Li, is already dead—Li Yi killed him in under three strikes. His progress far exceeds our expectations; he truly can stand against a Lord-level being, and he's even mastered a cross-dimensional device capable of opening portals to other worlds to seek out powerful allies."
Jiang Ming said: "The plan has already begun—you can't back out now. If you want to leave, leave now. But if the mission succeeds, the Red Gold Mountain will have nothing to do with you. If you want to join, come with me—and you know where the Red Gold Warehouse is. We'll loot it together afterward."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangji's expression shifted wildly.
He knew this was a gamble with his life.
Win, and it wouldn't just mean survival—it meant immense wealth, enough to rise to power in this wilderness, even to thrive if he returned to Earth.
Of course, if they lost, everything would vanish—no point speaking further.
"No time to hesitate—either escape the Red Gold Mountain now, or come with me." Jiang Mingtian urged again.
Zhao Fangji gritted his teeth: "Fine. I'll go with you. If we die, we'll be buried together in a foreign land. If we live, we share the fortune. At this point, I'm gambling too."
Clearly, the gambler's instinct of an Earthling had now taken precedence.
If this were an Immortal World cultivator, they'd immediately flee for survival—never dare to gamble.
"Then what are you waiting for? Come with me." Jiang Ming said.
"You two slaves, what are you whispering about? Get over here!" At that moment, a supervisor heard the noise and approached, seeing them huddled together, and clenched his whip tightly.
Crack!
Without warning, the supervisor lashed out.
But the next instant.
Zhao Fangji reached out and seized the whip in his hand.
"You dare resist? Want to die?" The supervisor roared in fury.
Zhao Fangji said nothing, only stared fixedly at the supervisor, killing intent surging—his eyes now glowed silver, lightning crackled across his body, and the suppressed aura he'd hidden for so long erupted without restraint.
The supervisor's face turned pale with disbelief, pointing at Zhao Fangji: "S, Spirit Blood Warrior? How is this possible?"
"You're only realizing now? Too late. Die."
Zhao Fangji vanished from his spot, transforming into a streak of silver lightning, in an instant.
The supervisor's head exploded, blood spraying like heavy rain in all directions.
Bathed in blood, Zhao Fangji's killing instinct surged—he no longer wanted any escape route.
"Go."
Jiang Mingtian called out, gripped his magic sword, and sprinted swiftly in one direction.
Zhao Fangji nodded and immediately followed.
"What's our next move?"
"Find Lord Qiongqi. Confirm whether my Beast Taming Talisman works—if we can influence a top-tier fighter, this battle is already won." Jiang Mingtian raced along the mountain path.
"Stop." A mountain guard spotted them and shouted sharply.
"Whoever blocks me dies." Jiang Ming roared, unleashing the Eight Sword Art again—in an instant, he severed the guard's head.
Zhao Fangji, as he passed, snatched up the guard's greatsword—more weapons meant easier operations now.
"We can't walk like this—it's too slow. We must fly."
Jiang Mingtian advanced further, but seeing the endless, rolling mountains ahead, he changed his mind: "Zhao Fangji, what realm have you reached?"
"My Evolution Technique has reached Spiritual Power realm—flight isn't a problem. But once we fly, our targets become much larger." Zhao Fangji said.
Mining in this world had no advantages except one: abundant spiritual energy, no pollution—perfect for cultivation and evolution.
"No problem. The strong will all be drawn to Li Yi's side—no need to worry now." Jiang Ming said, his body shimmering with cosmic energy, spiritual energy converging—he stepped forward and rose into the air, soaring like a giant roc.
Zhao Fangji followed closely, a streak of silver lightning piercing the heavens.
Both revealed their full power.
Immediately, many mountain guards noticed them and began ringing golden bells, raising alarms.
But at that moment.
"Boom!"
From the Red Gold Mine, a deafening explosion erupted—earth and mountains shook violently. Then, a vast mountain range was flattened by an immense force, its residual power sweeping onward—ancient trees were ripped from the ground, and mountain guards were blown away before they could even react.
"A Lord-level enemy has attacked! Alert the Lord!" A mountain guard shouted loudly.
Such power—moving mountains and filling seas—could only belong to a Lord.
"Immortal Lady, aren't you making too much noise?" Outside the Red Gold Mine, Li Yi, just emerging from the mine tunnel, couldn't help but blink repeatedly.
Immortal Lady Xiang Xiangzi was never one to be quiet—she'd emerged and immediately used the Dragon Subduing, Tiger Suppressing Technique, flattening a whole mountain range with a huge commotion.
"I'm just luring their Lord here—I'm too lazy to go searching for them," Xiang Xiangzi replied.
Xuan Yuezi said: "Revealing your power recklessly isn't wise."
"Relax—I used only one-tenth of my strength. It looks big, but it's really not." Xiang Xiangzi said casually. She knew better than to alarm the snake, so she'd held back somewhat.
Hearing this, Xuan Yuezi said no more.
And such a massive disturbance had indeed alarmed the Lord of Red Gold Mountain in Chishan City.
The force that flattened the mountain range had already shaken Chishan City—many merchants, warriors, and citizens had witnessed it.
"Nan Shan Bo, that's the direction of Tai Yi!" Long Yu, the Bloodline Warrior, stood up abruptly in Chishan City.
Beside him, Nan Shan Bo, munching fruit and sipping spring water, smiled with half-closed eyes: "Don't panic—the one acting isn't Tai Yi. If the Lord of Red Gold Mountain truly fights Tai Yi, I'll definitely aid Tai Yi—after all, Tai Yi is destined to become a deity; he can't be killed by some local Lord."
Even so, Bloodline Warrior Long Yu was not one to sit still—he said: "My Lord is in danger—I'm going to help."
Ignoring Nan Shan Bo's words, he immediately rushed toward the source of the disturbance.
Nan Shan Bo remained calm, stroking his beard with a serene smile—he sensed exquisite technique in that distant mountain-flattening strike.
It wasn't divine art.
And the way this force manipulated heaven and earth felt alien—unlike anything from this world, strangely out of place.
But at that moment.
From the direction of the city lord's palace in Chishan City, a blazing fire surged into the sky—in an instant, it turned the entire heavens red. Then, a tall, muscular figure emerged from the flames.
He wore heavy armor forged from red gold, wielded a massive axe-axe of red gold, his iron-like body covered in fiery cloud patterns—like a fire god descending upon the mountains. One roar, and nearby forests burst into flames.
"The Lord of Red Gold Mountain is enraged—he's going out to fight the Lord-level intruder!" A merchant in Chishan City cried out in shock.
"How many years has it been since someone dared challenge this Thirty-Mountain Lord's reputation? Today we witness a battle between Lords!"
"Quick, load your goods, hitch your mounts—we must leave. Lord battles will flatten mountains. We're not safe here in Chishan City."
Some merchants sensed danger and immediately ordered their servants to flee the scene—no curiosity, no watching.
The Lord of Red Gold Mountain raised his axe-axe, his eyes shooting twin beams of crimson divine light toward the disturbance.
The divine light pierced through mountains, carrying immense power, finally locking onto Xiang Xiangzi—then transforming into two sharp swords that slashed forward.
But Xiang Xiangzi merely snorted, and slapped the air.
Dragon and Tiger roared together.
Instantly, the divine light shattered.
"I am the Lord of Red Gold Mountain, Huo Huo. Which Lord dares challenge me today?"
Huo Huo roared, his voice like rolling thunder shaking the heavens—every movement radiated terrifying power.
"One of the Seven Immortal Ladies under True Person Tai Yi—Xiang Xiangzi, and Xuan Yuezi—come to demand you relinquish your Lordship. Refuse, and today we take your life."
A pure white auspicious cloud rose into the sky.
Two stunningly beautiful Immortal Ladies appeared, wrapped in five-colored auroras, three Dao flowers floating above their heads, true dragons and tigers leaping and circling around them—yet within their delicate bodies surged power rivaling that of a Lord.
"Two female Lords?" The Lord of Red Gold Mountain, Huo Huo, showed a flicker of surprise.
It wasn't that no female Lords existed in the wilderness—it was just rare.
Huo Huo had never expected two female Lords to challenge him today.
Had his authority faded from lack of action?
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