Chapter 92: 92. Pride (Requesting Subscriptions)

92. Chapter 92: Pride (Requesting Subscriptions)

“Didn’t expect… the Golden Body’s recovery is quite good…”

Fang Xing, accompanied by Song Jingang, prepared to rendezvous with the other examinees.

With the secret realm now changed, they must surely unite with other examinees to strengthen their numbers.

Fine… though to Fang Xing, those examinees were ninety-nine percent dead weight, even dead weight could serve to draw fire!

Besides… external rescue efforts would surely prioritize based on urgency.

For example, Gu Jiantong—if he gathered a hundred more examinees, he’d be the top rescue target!

Then, Fang Xing could just tag along…

He glanced at Song Jingang beside him, confirming that the previous Extreme Emotion Sword Technique had nearly killed the man.

Yet, after a simple treatment and a short while, he was already bouncing back to life.

“My body’s fine… but mentally, I still have lingering effects—I keep wanting to cry out of nowhere…”

As Song Jingang spoke, tears flowed uncontrollably down his face.

He quickly turned away, wiped the tears, feeling deeply ashamed.

“I really don’t know what sad past you have…”

Fang Xing, witnessing this, couldn’t help muttering: “After we get back, go see a psychologist…”

Due to years of warfare with extraterrestrial demons, the Federation has accumulated strong expertise in this area!

“It’s nothing, just small things…”

Song Jingang waved his hand, clearly unwilling to elaborate.

He arrived at a grassy field, stared at a circle of charred marks on the ground, and pointed to one spot: “This is clearly left by Light Transformation energy—Gu Jiantong stayed here for a while and fought someone. If we follow it, I’ll definitely find him!”

“Your tracking skills aren’t bad…”

Fang Xing leaned in to look; he was nine-tenths clueless about this—if he didn’t use techniques like the ‘Seek Qi Talisman,’ he couldn’t possibly detect Gu Jiantong’s trail.

“Nah, just family tradition… my grandfather and father both work in the Public Security Bureau. When I take the college entrance exam in senior year, my first choice will be a super-premium university; if I don’t get in, my second choice is ‘Blue Star Public Security University.’”

Blue Star Public Security University is a top-tier university, but every aspect lags behind super-premium ones.

But it has one advantage: graduates have a very high chance of entering the Public Security Bureau through civil service exams!

Moreover, it counts as military service, so you don’t have to go to the battlefield—hence, it’s extremely popular.

With Song Jingang’s strength, a super-premium university is risky, but a top-tier one is within reach.

“Good…”

What more could Fang Xing say?

Song Jingang sensed the sudden silence in the air and immediately shut up, quietly continuing his tracking.

Suddenly!

Fang Xing looked up toward the sky ahead.

“Huh? What’s that?”

Song Jingang also looked up and saw an exoskeleton suit, its boots blasting brilliant blue light, carrying another girl while frantically fleeing.

Behind the exoskeleton suit, a lower-tier demon servant was chasing them!

This lower-tier demon servant resembled a giant black raven, each feather bearing a grotesque, snarling face.

Each face displayed intense emotions—joy, rage, sorrow, delight—emitting different noises.

The cacophony overwhelmed Song Jingang, making him dizzy and nauseous.

Worse still, atop the raven’s head stood a black-robed figure!

“Controlling a lower-tier servant… a demon worshiper! This secret realm truly has problems—it’s been infiltrated by demon worshipers… Damn it, that’s why I couldn’t withdraw earlier!”

Song Jingang’s emotions surged, and tears flowed again.

At that moment, the exoskeleton suit seemed to be running out of power; spotting examinees on the ground, it immediately landed, revealing a youthful face.

“Zhong Yuxiu… didn’t expect you to end up like this.”

Song Jingang’s voice trembled with tears: “Who’s in your arms? Qi Lingzhen? What happened to her?”

Zhong Yuxiu was baffled—what was wrong with Song Jingang? Was he Qi Lingzhen’s secret lover? Why was he crying so bitterly?

Seeing his “sincere” expression, she told the truth: “While fighting with Senior Qi, we were ambushed by demon worshipers—her pet was killed, and she was caught in the backlash…”

A beast tamer becomes immensely powerful with a strong pet.

But if the pet dies, the tamer suffers equally.

“No time to explain—let’s go!”

At that moment, the face-covered raven in the sky began descending.

Zhong Yuxiu checked her exoskeleton’s energy reserves and clenched her teeth.

If this were the outside world, if she’d been able to bring in all her weapon modules, how could a mere fourth-rank demon worshiper have driven her to this?

“Why run?”

Fang Xing snorted, stomped his foot, and shot skyward like a cannonball.

His right hand formed a blade, unleashing a sharp slash of light, radiating a terrifying aura of demon-slaying, god-killing intent.

Ghost Blade—Slice Demons and Gods!

Under the influence of his powerful spiritual energy, the faces on the lower-tier servant seemed silenced, unable to utter a single sound!

“Why so reckless? I know he’s fourth-rank, but fighting both a cultist and a demon servant alone is still too…” Zhong Yuxiu began to speak, then saw a brilliant blade slash across the neck of the once-arrogant demon worshiper, sending his head flying high!

Moreover, Fang Xing leapt onto the servant’s back and tore it apart with both hands!

Feathers rained down as the demon servant was ripped cleanly in two.

He descended slowly like a blood-soaked killing god, amid a shower of blood and corpse fragments.

Zhong Yuxiu had never seen such a scene; she was momentarily speechless.

“Fourth-rank and fourth-rank are still different…”

Fang Xing landed on the ground and spoke calmly.

All those martial arts on his attribute panel weren’t added for show.

Right now, if nothing else, he was certainly among the strong in the fourth-rank martial artist ranks.

“Great! Now that no force above fourth-rank is allowed in the secret realm, with you and Gu Jiantong, we can fight the Sect School—and even try to counterattack!”

Zhong Yuxiu gently laid down the unconscious Qi Lingzhen, her voice filled with relief.

No sooner had she spoken than she sensed something was off.

“You mean… this was the Sect School’s doing?”

Fang Xing slightly narrowed his eyes, making Zhong Yuxiu instinctively shrink back: “Y-yes!”

As a mech engineer, her family was wealthy even on the planet Yulin; she’d been raised like a princess.

This was her first encounter with such a violent person, especially in such a brutal, warzone-like environment—she nearly cried.

‘Wah… this guy is terrifying!’

…

Blade Edge Canyon.

“Ahh!”

With a scream, a divine child was vaporized by a burst of blinding light, leaving a human-shaped black imprint on the wall.

After his death, a holy maiden stepped forward to take his place.

Crimson ritual patterns formed into arrays, like a vast net covering the white sun at the center.

At the heart of the white sun, two figures clashed continuously.

One of them was naturally Gu Jiantong.

His body radiated brilliant light, his Light Transformation ability developed to an astonishing degree—he could summon a beam of light with a mere gesture.

Of course, each such “light beam” drained his strength severely.

Earlier, during the ambush, he’d been forced to use one such ability to interrupt the ritual outside.

Yet he hadn’t expected the demon worshipers to be so thoroughly prepared—they had backup candidates.

Worse, now that the ritual was active, his own ability strength was steadily declining.

“That woman… is she the last one?”

Gu Jiantong’s long hair fluttered, his golden eyebrows seeming to burn: “Cowardly rats hiding in shadows—once I kill you, I’ll slaughter the rest.”

The young bishop opposite him remained calm.

To him, the divine children and holy maidens performing the ritual outside were merely expendable!

Reducing Gu Jiantong to this state had already fulfilled their purpose perfectly.

“You’re good. Very good… Though I’m bound by rules and can only use fourth-rank mind master power, you’ve managed to hold me off for so long—you have reason to be proud.”

The young bishop’s third eye suddenly oozed a drop of blood: “But you don’t know… I merely held back, not wanting to seriously injure or kill you.”

No sooner had he spoken than a giant spectral figure appeared behind him.

The giant was pure silver, clad in strange armor; one massive hand extended, wrapped in seven-colored light—like countless flying needles, like countless flying swords, descending like a storm!

“Of course you don’t care about a body that isn’t yours… after this battle, your brain will be ruined—but still, you’re not enough to defeat me!”

Inside Gu Jiantong, a radiant light surged; as he spoke, blinding white light poured from his mouth, nose, and eyes.

Even the most gifted genius, facing such a foe, had pushed himself to the absolute limit!

At that moment, the young bishop gazed at the crimson, web-like sky and smiled faintly, rapidly chanting an ancient, guttural incantation.

Layers of crimson light fell upon the blood-web, steadily eroding the white sun.

The bloodlight gradually deepened into a dark crimson, like a vast crimson curtain that completely blocked out the sky’s light.

Boom!

In another collision, the giant’s seven-colored arm shattered over half its length, and Gu Jian Tong was flung backward.

“Enough…”

The young bishop stepped forward, a strange piece of cloth appearing in his hand: “Feel the power of our Lord…”

Just as he prepared to activate his secret treasure and covertly corrupt Gu Jian Tong, the first genius of the Young Dragon Star, a sudden change occurred!

Roar! Roar!

Outside the Blood Net ritual, dragon roars and tiger roars erupted, accompanied by screams.

It seemed someone was clearing out the cultists outside.

Rustle! Rustle!

Finally, the blood ritual collapsed entirely, and a tall, slender figure walked in—it was Fang Xing!

Thud!

He casually tossed the corpse of a cultist before the young bishop, his face filled with unhidden hatred: “Gate Sect! It’s you again!”