Chapter 315: Scheming and Dealing

Slash!

The heavy blade-light, as thick as mountain ranges, submerged the golden giant behemoth's form.

When everything settled, the golden giant behemoth lay on the ground, breathing weakly.

Dealing with a legendary behemoth god's son is already this exhausting; how would one handle true deities?

Mu Yi looked somewhat silently at the behemoth lying on the ground.

To be honest, even with divine aid, this golden behemoth is somewhat hard to deal with; many legends, after being suppressed by cloud energy, might not survive a single round before the army.

And this golden behemoth indeed made Mu Yi go through a lot of trouble; one could say it's no wonder it has divine blood.

Foreigner…… The great behemoth father god will show you what terror is; the glory of the gods must not be defiled……

The golden giant behemoth stared fixedly at Mu Yi, its pupils filled with irreconcilable anger; it cursed Mu Yi to be hunted by the behemoth god.

Is that so?

Mu Yi walked up to the golden behemoth holding the holy sword, feeling its life force waning; that strike not only severed its body but also its soul.

I will send it down too, to reunite with you!

Mu Yi raised the holy sword and thrust toward the death lines on the behemoth's body; the dying behemoth, entwined by the death lines like a zongzi, had its last life easily cut along those lines by the holy sword.

The holy sword fell, and the golden behemoth's pupils completely lost their light; it said nothing else, merely staring fixedly at Mu Yi with its eyes……

Crack……

The holy sword shattered in Mu Yi's pained gaze; it, already on the verge of breaking, could be considered to have fulfilled its own revenge.

Mu Yi could feel that, after performing this act of vengeance, his legion's talent had increased by about one percent in an intangible way.

Keeping this change in mind, Mu Yi gained a deeper understanding of his legion's talent.

And when Mu Yi raised his head to look at the golden behemoth's corpse, he couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

A golden treasure chest appeared on the golden behemoth's corpse, as if the Zongwang network had dropped equipment……

Could it be that this Military Strategist conscription is also counted as a campaign?

Or is this a reward formed from the remnants of divine power intercepted by the Zongwang network?

After thinking, he first reached out and picked up the golden behemoth's dropped treasure chest.

You obtained equipment: Golden Behemoth's Fist Blade (Gold Legend)

You obtained 20,000 Zongwang Disaster Coins.

The gains are not bad, though the difficulty is not low either.

This legendary behemoth's combat power far exceeds that of ordinary legends.

Among the legends Mu Yi has faced, perhaps only that legendary mage heroic spirit could give him this feeling.

【Golden Behemoth's Fist Blade】

Item Level: 20

Item Quality: Gold Legend

Type: Exotic Weapon

Special Effects:

1. Armor Break:

After damaging an enemy with this weapon, you gain an additional 10 armor-piercing judgment, while also causing a destructive effect on the enemy's substantive area, and causing extra shattering effect on protective gear such as armor.

2. Bleeding:

When hitting an enemy, it inflicts a bleeding effect, up to severe bleeding.

PS: This bleeding effect is physical bleeding, recoverable through the character's self-healing, spell effects, etc.

Description: A powerful weapon manifested from the behemoth's claw; even a dragon's defense is as fragile as tissue paper before it; for enemies, the despair, helplessness, and pain it imposes are a deeper weight.

PS: With this punch, you will surely die! — Material Destroyer·Behemoth Warrior Monk·Koporiol.

Well, it's usable for now!

Mu Yi swung his fists a few times; the weapon mastery effect accompanying the Soldier Lord's power also works on the fist blade.

However, it seems to be categorized under fist techniques; for Mu Yi, it solves the urgent need, after all, this legendary weapon is more reliable than Asura gear no matter how you say it.

Carrying the golden behemoth's corpse, Mu Yi set off toward the Keli Dynasty.

However, many people have already noticed the commotion in the Barbarian Wasteland Mountains, after all, the streaking light that fell from the Divine Realm onto the earth attracted much attention.

In the Barbarian Wasteland Mountains.

A pitch-black werewolf leapt through the mountains, its silhouette like a phantom, often flashing past in an instant, hard for the naked eye to catch; its greenish pupils flickered with excitement.

It wore a leather armor made of some black beast hide, with no weapons on its body, yet at the claws one could see a metallic gleam; its claws were actually substituted with metal by some special means.

Pat—

Having arrived at the battlefield between Mu Yi and the behemoth, he scanned the field with his greenish eyes, took out a crystal ball, and said in a low voice: 'Confirm the behemoth god's son is dead; no corpse found on site, likely taken by the opponent.'

The ritual is about to begin; find the opponent, obtain the behemoth god's son's corpse from his hands, and if necessary, spare no expense!

A muffled voice came from the crystal ball, and the pitch-black werewolf's eyes instantly showed a hint of astonishment.

Me? Really?

On the other side of the crystal ball stood a lion-person like a small giant, beard and hair fluttering, fangs exposed, looking at the many beastfolk before him, he spoke with great heaviness:

We only have one adult green dragon as an offering; that's far from enough!

This ritual is of great importance; we must offer the finest sacrifice to gain Kri God's blessing; keep searching, leave no clue unchecked, and be sure to find the best prey for our lord as an offering!

The lion-person looked around; there were many beastfolk of other races nearby. The followers of Kri God are highly complex, so the Kri Dynasty is actually a theocratic monarchy, its emperor also being the god-chosen priest of Kri God.

And in the Kri Dynasty's succession, the new emperor ascended by force, yet lacking Kri God's blessing, he could not hold the throne.

Thus they would spare no expense to find prey of sufficient weight to serve as an offering.

The Hunting God—Kri.

A beast‑person deity of moderate divine power; it is not a tribal deity but a regular beast‑person who has hunted stronger foes all the way, finally igniting divine fire to attain godhood. It enjoys hunting powerful creatures, and throughout this world its avatars are often seen stalking prey.

In sacrificial rites, it most favors powerful prey; the stronger the offering, the easier it is to obtain its blessing.

The new emperor ascended illegitimately, so he urgently needs a sufficiently weighty offering to exchange for the blessing of the Kri God.

If others learn that he has never received the Kri God's blessing, the beast‑people who once did will inevitably rise in opposition; then the beast‑people under his command will also abandon him, and he will be cast into an abyss of endless calamity.

Therefore he needs a prey of sufficiently high caliber to obtain the top‑grade Kri God blessing; at the very least he requires an offering surpassing Legend.

A Dragon is undoubtedly the most prototypical Legend creature.

But the new emperor worries that a single adult Dragon cannot secure his throne; within the Kri Dynasty many have slain Dragons and other Legend beings, so he must secure more and better offerings.

And a Bimon Divine Son would clearly be a superior offering.

In fact, they had previously listed the Bimon Divine Son as a hunting target; if no other substitute existed, they might have risked everything to launch a hunt on a divine son.

But that would be a last‑resort choice; should they fail to kill, the fury of Golden Bimon alone would be unbearable.

He dares not contemplate how much carnage an uncontrolled Legend Bimon could cause.

The Lion‑person stared at the crystal sphere before him, awaiting the Black Werewolf's reply.

Of course he would not expect the Black Werewolf, whom even he cannot defeat, to deal with the ruthless one who slew the Golden Bimon Divine Son; he is prepared to spare no cost, even resorting to a trade.

His interests are now bound to the new emperor; he must help the new emperor secure the throne, or else only a bottomless abyss awaits him.

Within the Wild Mountains, Mu Yi was planning to follow Chu Yi to collect some treasures, but midway he sensed an inexplicable aura drawing near.

"Who?!"

Mu Yi flicked his wrist, launching an Asura flying sword, squinting toward the empty shadows, with blade‑edges already forming on his fist, ready to strike.

"Sorry, I mean no harm; please forgive me!"

The Black Werewolf stepped out of the shadows and apologized to Mu Yi; it also had other intentions, but before it could approach, Mu Yi called them out in one breath, and it completely abandoned those unrealistic ideas.

The Black Werewolf displayed its elegance and etiquette as much as possible.

"I have no ill will; I simply wish to make a trade with you!"

"A trade?" Mu Yi raised an eyebrow.

"I am Skra of the Kri Dynasty, a follower of the Kri God; you know our pursuit of offerings, so I wish to obtain the corpse of Golden Bimon from you. Might you be willing to sell it?"

Mu Yi felt a sudden delight; wasn't this like a pillow offered in a sleepy dream? He had been fretting over how to strike a deal with the Kri Dynasty, and hadn't expected these fellows to come to him directly.

But Mu Yi showed no outward reaction, and felt somewhat relieved that he had used a shapeshifting outfit to disguise himself as a long‑haired monkey beast‑person; otherwise unnecessary trouble might have arisen.

He calmly stared at the Black Werewolf.

"What price are you willing to pay! This is a Bimon Divine Son!" Mu Yi emphasized his tone on the divine son.

Giving something away for free often breeds suspicion and trouble; by contrast, demanding an expensive price actually facilitates the deal.

"I cannot set the price; please wait a moment!"

The Black Werewolf immediately produced a crystal sphere, opened a communication channel, and waited silently for a response.

"What is it, Skra!"

The Lion‑person was not surprised by the Black Werewolf's communication; it had been within his expectations.

"Lord Wild Lion, this lord is willing to sell the corpse of the Bimon Divine Son!" the Black Werewolf emphasized his tone on the sale.

"One green Dragon corpse, ten drops of Legend blood!" Wild Lion offered the price to Mu Yi without hesitation.

Mu Yi squinted; he did not know what the so‑called Legend blood was used for, but since it was mentioned, the price was clearly steep, and he feared that questioning it might expose his identity, so he remained silent.

"I also have a Legend Bimon corpse!"

After a brief silence, Mu Yi spoke.

"One green Dragon corpse, twelve drops of Legend blood!" Wild Lion seemed to have anticipated Mu Yi's reply and instantly offered a new price without pause.

Mu Yi frowned; he could not ascertain the price of Legend blood.

"My weapon was damaged in battle; I need a new Legend weapon, and another new Legend weapon, and I will agree to the trade!"

After pondering for a moment, Mu Yi added another request.

"Fine, but you must swear to complete this transaction in the name of the Beast God!" Wild Lion paused briefly, then agreed outright.

"Swearing in the name of the Beast God, after receiving what you mentioned, I will hand over the two Bimon corpses to you."

Mu Yi swore in the name of the Beast God without any burden.

In this world, the Beast God is the supreme deity; swearing in its name constitutes a potent contract, and breaking it could incur the Beast God's contempt, punishment by one's own deity, or even become an enemy of all beast‑people.

Of course, the effect of such an oath only summons the Beast God's divine authority; it can be said to be fairly just, even the Beast God itself must pay a hefty price to lift it.

However, for Mu Yi this thing has no binding effect; still, Mu Yi is not trying to deceive anyone—he wants the deal more than Wild Lion does.

"In the name of the Beast God, three days from now we will complete the transaction here!" Mu Yi swore, suppressing Wild Lion's doubts.

"In the name of the Beast God!" Wild Lion said seriously, then hung up the communication and hurried to prepare the required price.

Legend blood and Legend weapons are not common commodities; they carry extremely high value, and only urgent need would justify such a steep price.

After reaching the agreement, Mu Yi had Chu Yi place a marker here, then shook off the Black Werewolf and plunged into the Wild Mountains.

He does not wish to investigate the secrets beneath the mountains, but he remains very interested in the heavenly treasures and earthly riches within.

With Chu Yi as an exploration aid, Mu Yi barely lifted a finger and unearthed several magical plants in the mountains; even some immature ones, Mu Yi uprooted them whole.

After all, this is not his own world; there is no need to worry about sustainability or the like.

Moreover, Mount Kunlun has Vital Soil, where anything can be cultivated well; bringing it back to plant directly will boost yields.

Three days passed in an instant; when Mu Yi arrived at the trading site, he found Wild Lion had come in person, bringing no one else—only the Black Werewolf accompanied him.

Seeing only two opponents, Mu Yi entertained other thoughts; after all, in this "Siege" event, besides completing the mission, killing any Legend being yields military merit.

He could simply slay the two and then proceed to trade with the Kri Dynasty.

After a moment of hesitation, Mu Yi abandoned the alluring fantasy and chose a smooth transaction.

Handing over money with one hand and goods with the other posed no problem at all.

But when money and goods were cleared, Mu Yi and Kuangshi both chose silence without prior agreement, then turned and left without looking back.