Chapter 144: A Contest of Speed? Lu Wen Wants Kunpeng to Be His Mount!

Kunpeng's figure was like lightning, instantly traversing the void.

"Boom—"

As his hands danced, he condensed countless sharp strands of Demon Qi, which swept toward Lu Wen like ten thousand blades.

Each strand of Demon Qi contained terrifying power, as if it could tear apart any existence blocking its path.

However, facing this overwhelming attack, Lu Wen appeared exceptionally composed.

His figure swayed slightly, seemingly resonating with the entire Wenqu Star, and he began to slowly chant a poem.

"The Yellow River rises far into the white clouds,

A solitary city stands amidst ten thousand craggy mountains.

Why must the Qiang flute complain of the willow, for the Demon wind does not cross Yumen Pass!"

Following his chanting, individual characters emerged within the void.

At the same time, the immeasurable Literature Qi on Wenqu Star seemed to receive a mysterious summons and began to converge.

This Literature Qi formed brilliant rays of light around Lu Wen, making him appear like a god, and forged a towering, massive city around his body, as if it could block all things in heaven and earth.

Immediately after, Lu Wen waved his hand, and a silver river instantly rushed out from within the massive "Yumen Pass," sweeping toward Kunpeng.

This river composed of Literature Qi was vast and mighty, as if it could cleanse all filth and evil.

Watching the characters driven by Lu Wen, Kunpeng felt awkward no matter how he looked at them.

It was precisely because that Lu Yun had created these so-called characters that his reputation as the Demon Master among the Demon Race had been greatly damaged!

Now that Lu Wen was actually using the characters he hated most to deal with him, how could he not be enraged? But he also sensed the power of this Literature Qi, and his expression instantly turned grave. He dared not be the slightest bit careless and hurriedly exerted his full strength to drive his attack.

"Boom!"

The river of Literature Qi collided with the Demon power, erupting with a deafening roar.

The surrounding starry sky seemed to tremble at this moment. Erupting with a deafening roar.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Endless ripples of energy spread in all directions, tearing pitch-black cracks into the surrounding void.

However, when everything calmed down, Lu Wen's figure remained standing tall. Although the massive city pass around him had become slightly dim, it still stood firm and indestructible.

A trace of shock flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.

He had not expected that his full-force strike would be unable to shake Lu Wen in the slightest; this simply exceeded his imagination.

"This is impossible!" Kunpeng roared in his heart, "He is only a Taiyi Golden Immortal, how could he block my attack?"

Yet, the facts were right before his eyes, and he could not help but believe them.

Lu Wen looked at Kunpeng coldly, a mocking smile curling the corner of his lips: "Demon Master, your strength is nothing more than this. If you only have this much ability, then let today's matter end here."

Having said that, he turned around directly, appearing as if he were about to return to Wenqu Star.

Just at this moment—

"Not right!"

Kunpeng suddenly shouted aloud.

Lu Wen's figure paused slightly, his gaze looking calmly at Kunpeng as he asked: "What is not right?"

Kunpeng's expression was cold and stern as he said: "That just now was not your power, but the power of Wenqu Star!"

Lu Wen appeared very calm regarding the fact that his bottom line had been seen through, and he calmly asked in return: "And then?"

Kunpeng said coldly: "If that is the case, as long as I continue to attack, no matter how powerful Wenqu Star is, it cannot hold out forever! I could even attack Wenqu Star directly!"

Hearing this, Lu Wen suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! Correct! You can indeed do that; with the ability of a Quasi-Saint, shattering a star is indeed not difficult! But, do you dare?"

These words immediately choked Kunpeng.

That's right!

He dared not! Not to mention that Wenqu Star was related to the Demon Race's Zhou Tian Star Formation; once shattered, the Great Array would inevitably have a flaw, which was simply intolerable for the current Demon Race.

Just speaking of Wenqu Star as one of the three hundred and sixty-five main stars of the heavens, if it were shattered and affected the Great Desolation world, it would generate immense Karma, which was not something Kunpeng was willing to bear!

Therefore, Kunpeng held his breath for a long time, unable to say a single word.

Seeing this, Lu Wen continued to mock: "Demon Master, it seems you also know the stakes involved. Wenqu Star is not a place where you can run wild; you had better leave quickly, lest you bring humiliation upon yourself."

Hearing this, Kunpeng's face turned from blue to white, clearly angered quite a bit by Lu Wen's words.

As a Demon Master of the Demon Race and a Quasi-Saint powerhouse, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? Yet, he was currently unable to do anything to Lu Wen, which made it even more unbearable for him.

He had originally thought he would have to slink away, but he did not expect Lu Wen to suddenly speak as if he had taken an interest: "I have heard that the Demon Master Kunpeng is known as the fastest in the Great Desolation?"

Kunpeng said proudly: "So what if I am, and what if I am not?"

In fact, Kunpeng also knew that if one were to truly discuss speed, the Golden Crow Transformation Rainbow Technique of Di Jun and Taiyi, as well as the Space Great Dao Divine Ability of Dijiang, were all above his, and he could not really be considered the fastest in the Great Desolation.

But other than that, he did not have much else to show off, which was why he had always been self-aggrandizing like this.

In any case, if others in the Great Desolation were unconvinced, they could come and challenge him to a speed contest; as long as it was not Di Jun, Taiyi, or Dijiang, he was confident he could defeat everyone else!

It was just that, to Kunpeng's surprise, Lu Wen suddenly said: "I know you are unconvinced by the collision just now; how about this, I will give you a chance to wager with me, and we shall decide the winner based on speed, how about that?"

Hearing this, Kunpeng doubted if he had heard correctly. Immediately, he could not help but burst into wild laughter: "Hahaha, you're killing me, Demon Master! You, a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal, actually dare to challenge the fastest in the Great Desolation!"

Lu Wen only said in a calm tone: "Just tell me whether you dare to bet or not!"

Seeing him so composed, Kunpeng could not help but secretly guess: Could it be that he has some special means? But thinking of his own countless battle records over so many years, and thinking that Lu Wen was only a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal, his inner doubts vanished by more than half.

Kunpeng sneered and said: "Since you want to seek death, then this Demon Master will grant your wish! Speak, how do you want to bet!"

Lu Wen slightly curled his lips and spoke indifferently: "Since you agree to compete with me, we might as well set the terms of the bet first!"

A trace of contempt flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, as if he disdained all things in the world. He waved his hand casually and said: "A bet? You may state it; what is there that I, Kunpeng, would not dare to accept?"

Kunpeng had absolute confidence in his own speed; no matter what kind of bet Lu Wen proposed, he was fully certain he could defeat him.

If he could take the opportunity to win some things from the other party, it would count as an unexpected gain!

Lu Wen smiled slightly, as if he had already seen through Kunpeng's confidence and arrogance: "The bet is very simple. If I lose, I can leave this Wenqu Star and hand over the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife! In this way, your mission will be completed. But if you lose, you must condescend to drive the wind and clouds for me and become my mount for ten years. How about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Kunpeng's complexion instantly turned leaden.

Flames of fury erupted from his eyes, as if he intended to burn Lu Wen to ashes, and he roared: "You dare to be so insolent! You want me, Kunpeng, to serve as your mount? You are simply talking in your sleep!"

He felt as if he had suffered a tremendous humiliation.

To have a Quasi-Saint serve as a mount for a Taiyi Golden Immortal? He would rather be killed outright!

A hint of mockery appeared on Lu Wen's face, and his tone carried a touch of provocation: "Oh? What is it? Are you not full of confidence in your pride and joy, the Kunpeng Extreme Speed? Why are you suddenly hesitating now? Are you afraid that you will lose?"

Upon hearing this, a fire of rage surged in Kunpeng's heart, but he immediately calmed down.

He pondered to himself: *That's right, my Kunpeng Extreme Speed is peerless under the heavens; what do I have to fear? Although this Lu Wen dares to challenge me, he must have something to rely on. However, what can he possibly do in the face of my Kunpeng Extreme Speed? * He truly could not imagine what means a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal like Lu Wen could possibly have to surpass his Kunpeng Extreme Speed.

After thinking it over, Kunpeng could only attribute all of this to Lu Wen's ignorance of the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth.

Thinking further that if he won, Lu Yun would also hand over the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, he no longer had any other concerns in his heart; he was impatient to obtain the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife!

Of course, once obtained, it would be his own possession; he had no intention of returning it to Taiyi!

Immediately, Kunpeng sneered and said: "Fine! Since you are courting your own humiliation, I shall grant your wish! I accept your wager!"

Seeing Kunpeng step by step into the trap he had set, the smile on Lu Wen's face grew increasingly radiant. He was secretly delighted, yet he said calmly: "For the sake of fairness, we might as well swear a Heavenly Dao Oath. At the same time, your cultivation must be temporarily suppressed to the same realm as mine. How about it?"

Kunpeng agreed without a second thought. He glanced at Lu Wen with contempt and sneered: "No problem! Even if our cultivation is equal, if your speed can reach my level, this Demon Master will count it as your victory!"

A flash of brilliance crossed Lu Wen's eyes upon hearing this, and he said with a smile: "That is what you said! Then let us swear to the Heavenly Dao now and set this wager!"

Kunpeng let out a cold snort and immediately began to swear. Lu Wen followed right after, completing the oath of the wager.

Thereupon, both sides discussed it and decided on the route for their wager: they would depart at the same time and head toward Ziwei Star; whoever stepped onto Ziwei Star first would be the winner! Thus, once the wager was established, Lu Wen and the others prepared to officially begin the competition.

Cold light flickered in Kunpeng's eyes as he looked at Lu Wen with mockery, his tone filled with disdain: "Does this Demon Master need to let you take a step first? This Demon Master can generously grant you the time of one breath to let you experience the feeling of flying first!"

However, Lu Wen merely shook his head lightly and responded indifferently: "Oh, that will not be necessary. It is just that before officially starting this race, I would like to make some insignificant preparations; you wouldn't mind, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng could not help but scoff, as if he had heard a massive joke.

He waved his hand casually, his tone filled with arrogance and disdain: "Hmph, suit yourself! No matter what you do, you are bound to lose this competition!"

Lu Wen nodded and suddenly spoke, his voice seemingly containing a mysterious rhythm as he recited a few lines of verse: "In Beiming there is a fish, its name is Kun, the size of the Kun..."

Kunpeng's brow could not help but furrow.

He did not know what kind of trick Lu Wen was playing; why, just before the competition was about to start, did he begin to brag about the greatness of the Kunpeng? Was he trying to get him to let him off? But the wager was clearly proposed by him, so why go through all this extra trouble? Just at this moment—

"Pfft!"

In the void not far away, a light laugh suddenly rang out, the sound melodious and pleasant, instantly drawing the attention of both Lu Wen and Kunpeng.

Especially Kunpeng, who immediately looked toward the direction of the sound.

At this moment, his heart became instantly vigilant, suspecting that Lu Wen was playing some trick to ambush him.

As a result, upon looking, his heart became even more vigilant!

Because he was shocked to see that in the direction the sound came from, there appeared a woman of stunning beauty, who was none other than the Ancestral Witch Houtu! Kunpeng shouted in a deep voice: "Houtu, why are you here?!"

Previously, when he came over here, he had clearly seen Houtu still on the battlefield at the Sun Star! Houtu, however, laughed lightly: "This Ancestral Witch sensed that there was a good show to watch here, so naturally, I came!"

As it turned out, Houtu had actually seen Kunpeng suddenly leave and, while feeling suspicious, also recalled the successive problems on Wenqu Star that had caused the Demon Race to suffer a great loss, so she was also curious about what was happening here.

She had previously guessed that the problems on Wenqu Star were Lu Yun's secret machinations, so she was also worried about whether Kunpeng would come here to harm Lu Yun, and naturally, she came over.

It was just that her speed was ultimately not as good as Kunpeng's, so she arrived a little late. She did not expect that upon her arrival, she would happen to hear the poem Lu Wen was reciting in the air, which immediately reminded her of what Lu Yun had said back then: "The Kun is so big, one pot cannot stew it; the Peng is so big, it needs two barbecue grills!"

Thus, she could not help but laugh out loud.

After all, it was those two sentences from Lu Yun that had given the other Ancestral Witches a deep obsession with eating Kunpeng. She had just left the battlefield and run over here, and her brothers had even instructed her that if there was a chance, she must capture Kunpeng to let them have a feast! Moreover, because of Lu Wen's two lines of verse, it also confirmed one thing for her: this Lu Wen was definitely connected to Lu Yun!

Sure enough, upon seeing Houtu, Lu Wen immediately smiled, cupped his hands in a salute, and said: "So it is Ancestral Witch Houtu! You have come at just the right time, Ancestral Witch. I am about to have a speed competition with this Kunpeng; why don't you act as a witness?"

Upon hearing this, a playful look flashed in Houtu's beautiful eyes, and she laughed lightly: "Oh? A speed competition? Interesting! But I wonder if there is any stake for your competition?"

Lu Wen smiled slightly and said: "Naturally, there is! If I lose, I will leave this Wenqu Star and hand over the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife for Senior Kunpeng to dispose of; if I am lucky enough to win, then Senior Kunpeng will need to become my mount for ten years!"

"Hmph! Don't even think about it!"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng let out a cold snort and said with a look of disdain: "What are you, that you are worthy of having this Demon Master serve as your mount? This Demon Master will tell you clearly now: you are certain to lose this competition! And that Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, this Demon Master will definitely collect it!"

(End of this chapter)