Chapter 209

Better to just kill him.

The thought of capturing the fat monk and interrogating him about some game secrets flashed in Chen Shicheng's mind for an instant before vanishing.

Though called game secrets, any native cultivator who lives a bit longer can find them in the sect's scripture pavilion, and the state likely knows some information the public does not.

If you really want to know, you can ask Jingluo later; for now, the main thing is to finish this Four-Element Exorcism Array task.

"Please turn around, treasure!"

As Chen Shicheng's words fell, the white halo of light hovering above the fat monk's head, like a final frenzy before dissipating, burst forth in myriad rays of brilliant light, becoming scorching and blinding, bearing no resemblance to the mythic description where a casual gesture could obliterate immortals and gods.

The fat monk immediately sensed the movement above his head, tried to rally his True Essence to resist his inevitable death, but it had no effect.

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade can immobilize even immortals and gods, rendering them unable to resist—let alone a mere Deity Realm cultivator.

The white halo merely turned slightly, then swept unimpeded across the fat monk's neck.

In the next instant, the fat monk's aura vanished instantly, his soul and a trace of indestructible spiritual light were slain, and even the chance to be reborn and awaken his past memories disappeared.

【Slaying Lv. 40 Mirror Void, cross-level kill experience doubled, gained 42 experience points, obtained skill jade scroll: Vajra Wrathful Eye ×1.】

At the moment the fat monk died, the one-time Immortal-Slaying Grand Formation also fulfilled its purpose, dissolving into points of light that slowly faded in Chen Shicheng's reluctant gaze, making his heart feel as if cut by a knife.

Such a massive killer, if used in certain special occasions, could be called a godly item for upgrading.

If he could find a place where high-level monsters congregate, such as the fat monk's sect, the Great Cloud Temple, unleashing a formation there could directly elevate him to the Deity Realm, while also clearing a tumor hated by the Chinese players.

Unfortunately, for a task concerning the nation's future, there's no choice but to use it! Still, it's not bad—this wave of slaughtering operations brought him straight to level 19, 53/100, and a little more effort would reach level 20.

Moreover, he hadn't forgotten that although this was resolved, the trap-altar in the city and the true altar whose location is unknown still stood there, waiting for him to fill the remaining experience slots.

Besides experience points, there were other spoils waiting for him to collect.

Although Chen Shicheng hadn't identified the fat monk's specific details, his equipment had been completely scanned by the Eye of Bai Ze.

Besides a full set of spirit-tool-grade monk's robes, there was also a spirit-tool-grade staff he later produced.

Although the staff is a spirit tool, he primarily wields blade aura and already possesses a Kai Ming Tiger Claw that matches him perfectly, so he has no special need for this weapon.

But that full set of spirit-tool-grade monk's robes is another matter.

He previously had a plain-colored soaring-cloud bat-pattern battle suit, but it was destroyed by Yu Wei; since then he's worn only ordinary clothes, which, though of good quality, are still for commoners and grossly unsuitable for his Golden Core cultivator status.

Right before him now is a complete, head-to-toe set of spirit-tool-grade clothing; although the style is off, having it altered would still make it wearable.

You see, this is a set whose pieces synergize; once assembled, all attributes activate, producing extraordinarily splendid effects. Chen Shicheng had long coveted it, and upon seeing the fat monk's death, he immediately rushed forward, wanting to touch the corpse.

But before he could act, the equipment turned illusory in a flash of golden light and then shot straight toward the heavens, flying east and west.

"You can still play like this?"

Chen Shicheng stared, dumbfounded, at the equipment vanishing from his sight, but thinking about it, it's normal—players can use Qingfu blood to sense location or recycle gear, and a sect existing for a thousand years surely has similar methods.

All of the fat monk's equipment are spirit-tool-grade, highly important to any sect; they must have been specially marked, so wherever he dies, the Great Cloud Temple will immediately reclaim them.

Fortunately, it's not a total loss; some items remained beside the fat monk's corpse.

Chen Shicheng stepped forward with an instantaneous shift, bent over, and picked up the two Storage Bags on the ground.

One of the two Storage Bags is an ordinary bag that can expand storage slots; the other can hold living creatures.

Chen Shicheng first opened the ordinary Storage Bag, which contained many daily items and sundries, plus some scattered equipment—mostly artifact-grade, with very few treasure-grade pieces.

Furthermore, there were some restorative elixirs, alchemy materials, a large amount of gold, and a bronze cauldron about a person tall—indicating the fat monk also had skill in alchemy.

Besides that, it also held the mission's objective: the core treasure of the Four-Element Exorcism Array.

【Four-Element Array Plate: the core plate of the Four-Element Exorcism Array; placing it connects all array nodes, raising the array level by 4.】

The plate, true to its name, is chessboard-shaped, with a statue crouched at each corner: the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise of the Four Cardinal Directions.

Chen Shicheng hefted it in his hand, expanded his storage slots with the useless Storage Bag, then turned his gaze to the bag that could hold living creatures.

There's not much to say—it's likely the Storage Bag the fat monk used to raise white elephants, inside which a huge pen was built, with a corner piled high with elephant food like a mountain.

This Storage Bag came just in time; the Fusang tree trunk has now taken root, and under the irrigation of Tai Sui Blood it's growing ever more vigorous, while the temperature it emits is surging explosively.

The Tai Sui's living space has been compressed to the extreme; each day it clings to the edge of the Storage Bag's space, shivering, its skin so wrinkled it could pinch a mosquito to death.

However, with many people around and eyes everywhere, we can only wrong the Tai Sui for a while, moving it to a new lodging when no one is about.

After Chen Shicheng finished checking the two Storage Bags, the players ran over, but upon approaching, they just looked at each other, none daring to speak first.

Finally, Jingluo steeled himself and spoke for everyone: "I suppose you must be the Great Rat, right?"

He said this with a tone of deep humility, having no choice but to be humble; his all-out six flying swords couldn't even get close to the fat monk's attack, while Chen Shicheng simply chopped off that monk's dog head!

And the others felt no discomfort with that tone; facing a lord of a different stature, being this deferential is not excessive. (End of chapter)