Chapter 215: How Far Has Development Advanced?

"Did I win?"

On the other side, when Yin Shenli woke up, her first words were this.

"Um…" Looking at the master who still had a nine‑layer demon tower perched on his forehead, Wang Wu felt a bit uneasy. After a moment's thought, he still shook his head:

"Master, you were knocked out by Di Yi Tian Wu with a single slap; you didn't win."

"Knocked out?"

Yin Shenli, now awake, had her mind back to normal, though given her nature that wasn't exactly normal at all.

Yin Shenli touched her body and found she was still wearing the same clothes as before, so she snapped her head up to look at Wang Wu:

"You motherfucker, you didn't happen to do something to me while I was unconscious, did you?"

"Of course not," Wang Wu replied immediately. Though they were already quite close, Wang Wu would never take advantage of someone's peril, nor did he like it.

Only if it were a mutually known playful game would he do such a thing.

"Goddamn it, why not do it??"

"Um…" Wang Wu scratched the back of his head, "because I don't want to."

Yin Shenli didn't dwell on the question, because the pain radiating from her head left her no mind for such nonsense.

Of course, disappointment and loss were there; after all, when she woke up, she didn't see a naked herself and whatever was pressing down on her… ahem, that's a digression.

"So where's that Di Yi Tian Wu bastard?"

"He hasn't returned yet; he's probably still over there fighting that bald donkey," Wang Wu said. "Oh right, I also brought your phone back and, by the way, shut down the livestream for you."

After speaking, Wang Wu took out the phone he had remembered to retrieve after bringing the master back, hurried back, and placed the phone beside Yin Shenli's pillow.

As for how he could retrieve the phone from that place even after the portal closed, the answer is that Wang Wu rode a bicycle to get it.

"That beast, that bastard, that damn thing, I…"

She yanked Wang Wu, rested her head on his shoulder, opened the phone's camera for a selfie of her own head, and instantly her mouth turned into a machine gun, spewing foul odor wildly.

Of course, perhaps because Di Yi Tian Wu's strength was truly overwhelming, Wang Wu didn't hear any particularly harsh words coming from his master's mouth.

It's clear Di Yi Tian Wu's deterrent power is indeed great, so great that even his own arrogant, mischievous master wouldn't dare insult him too harshly.

Yin Shenli, of course, isn't a good person; she's a classic villain—the kind often seen in shōnen comics: she looks and truly is high‑status, yet she's both wicked and stupid.

Although her intelligence spikes extremely high at times, for the most part it averages out to the typical level of a hot‑blooded, comedic shōnen manga.

You can't expect a shōnen manga character to have a high IQ, especially in a comedy‑centric, absurdist series.

Of course, this is reality, not a comic, so someone like Yin Shenli is simply …

nothing.

"Take a good rest, master?" After listening to Yin Shenli curse for a while, Wang Wu patted the nine‑layer demon tower on her head, then tucked it into his arms and said softly.

"Fuck, it hurts like hell."

Yin Shenli didn't resist; she nestled in Wang Wu's arms, muttering curses.

"This beast, the strike was really goddamn ruthless."

"Given your status as master, Brother Tian Wu not killing you outright was already a light touch," Wang Wu said.

"What? Fuck, what did you say?"

It didn't matter whether he said it, but Wang Wu said it. Then instantly Yin Shenli, as if her tail had been stepped on, nearly sprang up from the ground.

Immediately, she glared fiercely at Wang Wu, squeezed a part of his body hard, pressed her mouth to his face, and snarled, "You motherfucker, what are you saying? Why the hell is your elbow bent outward?"

"Is it me who is your master, or is he your master? How can you defend him like that?"

"Ma‑master…" Wang Wu, his side ribs being squeezed, stammered, "Master, first—first rest, okay? Later, we can discuss this later."

"I damn well don't want to!"

At this moment, the nine‑layer demon tower on Yin Shenli's forehead vanished. Perhaps Wang Wu's poisonous‑against‑poison words took effect, or perhaps it was simply her astonishing recovery.

In short, Yin Shenli's forehead no longer bears the nine‑layer demon tower left by Di Yi Tian Wu.

And her healed injuries made Yin Shenli even more arrogant; she pressed Wang Wu down, her fingers like iron tongs gripping his shoulders tightly.

"You motherfucker! I'm furious right now! You bastard…" Looking at Wang Wu's obnoxious face, Yin Shenli grew increasingly angry, her face reddening with rage.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!"

The more she thought, the angrier she got, the anger building like steam above her head, and finally Yin Shenli erupted.

She opened her mouth, baring a mouthful of sharp fangs, and viciously bit the enemy before her.

The monk died.

It didn't take Di Yi Tian Wu long to deal with him; although his strength was naturally greater than Yin Shenli's, compared to a 'royal‑grade' master like Di Yi Tian Wu, it was nothing.

It was only a handful of moves, not even a few actually needed. Di Yi Tian Wu was merely hunting leisurely; wherever the opponent fled, he chased.

When the opponent tried to use a device that could instantly leap hundreds of thousands of light‑years to another star system, Di Yi Tian Wu struck, shattered it, and seized the treasure.

"Hey, it's mine now."

Holding the bone shard in his hand—though he didn't know why it was a bone shard, it didn't matter—Di Yi Tian Wu waved the thing a few times over the opponent's face.

"A human‑bone artifact, truly fits my stereotype of you religious fanatics."

Buddhism has many schools; undoubtedly, the Buddhist school to which Yuan Zhen belongs is evidently a more heterodox one, not a true path.

After all, which orthodox Buddhist sect would use human bones for a method… uh, that's a digression.

In short, it's a fake Buddhist sect; just consider it false.

"You religious types love to tinker with all this nonsense, this anti‑human stuff, these…"

While saying that, Di Yi Tian Wu stepped through the void; a moment ago he was thousands of light‑years away, and the next he stood before Yuan Zhen.

Accompanying him was a 'voice' that transmitted into Yuan Zhen's mind.

The man used a language completely alien to Yuan Zhen, yet he could understand it without difficulty. Of course, this skill is not rare here and doesn't surprise him.

"Benefactor, benefactor! Ascendant, Ascendant!!"

"Spare me, spare me!!"

When First Day Warrior pressed him to the front, Yuan Zhen's face no longer held the previous composure and compassion, only endless fear and a yearning for life.

"Please! Spare me! Spare me! I'm willing to be your ox and horse, as long as you spare me!!"

While pleading, Yuan Zhen didn't stay idle. He knelt in the void, frantically bowing his head to the First Day Warrior before him.

"I beg you! Sir! Immortal Master! Immortal Elder! Have mercy on me!!"

"You let me spare you on one hand, yet on the other you gather energy, set up a formation and summon people. That makes it very difficult for me."

But when, the next moment, the First Day Warrior's voice echoed again in Yuan Zhen's mind, his body instantly stiffened.

Immediately, he lifted his head and looked at the First Day Warrior.

Time stalled again at that moment.

"Useless," the First Day Warrior said with a grin, "You can't summon anyone, and your formation is meaningless."

"All your efforts are nothing but futility."

First Day Warrior is certainly a righteous person, and righteous as such; he appears very proper and reliable, which he indeed is. Yet, even as a righteous figure, he is still a human.

A person with many twisted tastes.

He treats friends with spring-like warmth, but treats enemies like a harsh winter.

"Ha ha, aren't you feeling utterly desperate?"

Seeing that the pleading stopped instantly, his whole posture straightened as he faced Yuan Zhen, and the First Day Warrior, with a mocking smile, asked.

"Benefactor."

Yuan Zhen stared intently at the First Day Warrior, "Make your move."

"Ha ha, you tell me to act and I act?" the First Day Warrior tilted his head, "Who the hell do you think you are? I do whatever I want."

"Benefactor, do you perhaps think that insulting someone this way is amusing?"

Facing the unmoving First Day Warrior, even though Yuan Zhen has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, a faint bulge of blue veins could still be seen on his forehead.

"Hahaha, indeed it's fun."

The First Day Warrior nodded.

"Then the humble monk arrives!!!"

In an instant, a thunderous shout rang out, and Yuan Zhen's figure vanished on the spot.

The bout lasted a long time, a full thirty-some hours, most of which the First Day Warrior spent toying with his opponent unilaterally.

Finally, the First Day Warrior grew a bit bored, and the other side had completely lost the will to resist, just standing there dumbfounded. Only then did he act, slashing him to death.

Meanwhile, Yin Shenli had just awakened from a comatose state.

Overconfident—that term fits Yin Shenli at this moment. Or put another way, she's both weak and loves to play.

She clearly lacks any experience in this area, yet pretends as if she's already a seasoned pro; the result is like a pig that has watched many races but is the most clumsy when actually eating pork.

Nevertheless, Yin Shenli is, regardless, a superpower of the Fuyu realm, having attained a 0.7-times light speed state.

Thus, although she's a novice and quite weak, she excels in rapid recovery; even though her health bar is short, she can restore to full health in no time.

Consequently, over the past thirty-some hours, Yin Shenli kept cycling between empty health—coma recovery—full health strike—empty health—coma recovery.

Until six hours ago, all her health bars had been utterly crushed by Wang Wu, leaving her unable to rise again.

When she leisurely awoke from the coma, the first thing Yin Shenli did was jerk her head around; upon seeing the person sleeping beside her, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

Then she nudged her body toward Wang Wu, pressing herself closer to him.

Yin Shenli's health bar is among the highest quality in humans, yet still falls short compared to the few humans with the longest health bars that Wang Wu has encountered.

Still, it's quite good for a pure beginner like her.

After Yin Shenli woke up, another ten-something minutes passed, and Wang Wu also awoke.

"Master." He gently called out to Yin Shenli, whose eyelashes trembled, yet she did not open her eyes.

But her movement answered for her, so Wang Wu did not hesitate.

Two more hours passed.

"Wang Wu, how are things on your side?"

After leaving the bedroom, about ten minutes later, Wang Wu received a call from the First Day Warrior.

"I'm fine here, Brother Tianwu, how about you?"

"It's already resolved. I've just arrived outside your spaceship; let me in?"

"Um..."

Wang Wu glanced back down the hallway, "It might be inconvenient; I'll come out to find you?"

"Alright."

The First Day Warrior didn't ask why it was inconvenient, but he could guess.

He was fairly clear about what kind of creature a monster is; although Wang Wu should technically be his fellow Earth native, Earth monsters are still monsters, so they're the same.

Even though there are no monsters of that species on his side of Earth.

"So, what's the matter?"

It's still at the immigration office; this planet has designated residential zones for visitors, complete with restaurants, inns, and various entertainment venues.

Additionally, it's worth noting that monster society has no such 'red-light district'—yes, none.

Monsters do this purely for fun, for happiness, to deepen camaraderie—a purely friendly kind of friendship.

Are there people who pay money to make friends in this world? Usually not. Therefore, for monsters who work in related fields within human society, such places are rather incomprehensible to them.

Having to spend money on such things? That's kind of...

Taking care of business, for discounts, or other reasons—like repaying someone—is normal. But when one side does it purely for money and the other side for...

Um, honestly, it's acceptable, right? Though I don't fully understand, I respect it and accept it.

"What? How?"

Wang Wu took a sip of the local specialty tea and didn't understand why First Day Wu asked that.

"What I mean is, the relationship between you and your master," First Day Wu said, "To what extent has your relationship developed?"

"Just confirmed the relationship."

"Then congratulations," First Day Wu said with a smile.

"Thank you."

(End of chapter)