Chapter 153 Only Three Things to Do

Xiao Zi’s aura weighed upon the guild master like a towering mountain, pressing down relentlessly.

When the guild master’s aura collided with Xiao Zi’s, it was rendered as fragile as an infant standing beside a grown adult, utterly vulnerable and defenseless.

Only then did the guild master realize what kind of terrifying entity stood before him.

Yet, regret came too late.

As he closely sensed the other’s outrageously formidable aura, feelings of shock and terror surged within him.

Just how immense must this aura be? Could it possibly surpass even the Divine Martial realm powerhouse he had just encountered?

At this thought, his resolve faltered, and his fighting spirit instantly dwindled.

Gazing at the flickering, translucent red phantom before him, the guild master—a True Martial realm expert who had lived for over a century with a wealth of experience—could tell at a glance that the entity was an evil spirit.

For an evil spirit to grow this powerful was admittedly absurd, but knowing that the vast world held all manner of wonders, he did not find it overly shocking.

Anyone who had reached his standing in this world was no ordinary person. Although he was clearly at a disadvantage in terms of aura, his mind rapidly analyzed the opponent’s weaknesses.

Based on his understanding of evil spirits, they were strange creatures with a certain degree of offensive capability but absolute zero defensive strength.

Staring at this oversized evil spirit, his eyes gradually narrowed.

Even though there was a massive gap in strength between them, the fatal flaw in an evil spirit's physical defense was undeniably unfixable.

Furthermore, he had already reached the mid-stage of the True Martial realm, having been stuck at this bottleneck for decades, and he specialized purely in offensive power.

Not even a Divine Martial realm expert would dare to take his full-force strike head-on. Thus, he began to ponder: what would happen if he caught this evil spirit off guard and unleashed his ultimate attack directly?

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became of his ability to obliterate Xiao Zi in a single blow. Eventually, he secretly adjusted the flow of energy within his body, preparing to deal a fatal strike.

Yet, just as he lifted his head to look at Xiao Zi, the entity vanished from his field of vision.

A profound sense of impending doom flooded his entire body. Before he could even attempt to flee, he saw the strange, crimson form of Xiao Zi staring right at him with an even more vivid pair of blood-red eyes.

"So this is how your world’s practitioners adjust their energy before attacking? It’s rather different from the ghost controllers of our world."

Before he could recover his senses or comprehend the meaning of those words, a massive scythe materialized right before his eyes.

Instinctively, he channeled all his energy in a desperate attempt to block the blow. However, before the blade could even graze him, a fiercely powerful wind-blade sliced straight toward his neck.

The next second, just as he tried to muster his internal energy for a counterattack, he noticed his field of vision rapidly plummeting downward, along with a disturbingly familiar headless corpse collapsing to the ground.

Then, his vision plunged into absolute darkness, robbing him of any further perception of this world.

***

Everyone around was dumbfounded. The usually arrogant guild master, a man of such formidable strength, had been instantly annihilated in the blink of an eye—so fast that none of them could even catch a glimpse of the movement.

Looking at the corpse on the ground and the large pools of blood surrounding it, many struggled to snap out of their stupor.

Meanwhile, Xiao Zi did not leave. He simply remained where he was, quietly gazing off in a specific direction.

There lingered an aura of strength rivaling that of an A-rank ghost controller, presumably the so-called Divine Martial realm expert of this world.

Sure enough, before long, a middle-aged man dressed in traditional black robes walked out. Upon seeing the corpse on the ground, his expression remained unchanged as he locked eyes directly with Xiao Zi.

Invisibly, even though neither released their aura, their gazes remained locked in a fierce, unyielding stare.

The onlookers were even more shaken, for they recognized this middle-aged man.

He was none other than Ye Changtian, the pillar and supreme guardian of the Southern Hegemon state of Sinan, a genuine Divine Martial realm powerhouse, and also the guild master's master.

Realizing that these two might start a battle at any moment, many spectators prepared to flee.

If two entities of this caliber clashed, weaklings like them would inevitably be caught in the crossfire.

Yet, despite Ye Changtian’s utterly calm exterior, he was actually panicking internally. The higher one stood, the more one could truly comprehend Xiao Zi’s terrifying might.

This level of aura intensity... could it possibly rival that of the witch Medusa?

In a world where middle-stage Divine Martial experts constantly vied for the throne of world supremacy, an entity of at least the late Divine Martial realm was essentially invincible and peerless across the globe!

Wait, this was an evil spirit, and why was its aura so utterly bizarre?

Even an old monster like him, who had lived for nearly a thousand years, felt a chill run down his spine.

On the other hand, Xiao Zi completely disregarded the man before him. Back in his previous world, scum like this would be slaughtered without hesitation—kill one if he saw one, slaughter a pair if he saw two.

However, he currently harbored a much grander plan, so he decided to spare these mortals and let them live a little longer.

"You must be the strongest person here. Do your words carry weight in this place?"

Hearing this, Ye Changtian felt an immense weight pressing down upon him. On one hand, he had to uphold his dignity as a Divine Martial realm expert; on the other, he dared not provoke the terrifying evil spirit before him.

He could only nod. "In this country, even the monarch himself must grant me a measure of respect."

"That makes things much easier. Go and handle three tasks for me."

As soon as these words fell, everyone present was thunderstruck.

This evil spirit was actually using such a commanding tone to order a Divine Martial realm expert to run errands for him?

***

Powerful though this evil spirit might be, surely he was at most on the same tier as Ye Changtian, right?

Besides, human cultivators possessed distinct advantages over evil spirits, didn't they?

How could the creature dare act so audaciously?

He had lost his mind—he was completely out of his mind.

Yet, before they could recover from their shock, Ye Changtian simply nodded indifferently.

"I will do everything in my power to accomplish what I can. What are the three tasks?"

At this, their shock deepened.

A grandmaster who dominated the entire southern coalition of states was actually bowing his head to an evil spirit?

This... how could this be possible?

Xiao Zi merely wore an eerie, chilling smile. "You are a clever man; I trust your efficiency will be high.

Task one: bring me every single cultivator with spiritual power in this entire country.

Task two: make the monarch of this nation come to see me.

Task three: complete the first two tasks as swiftly as possible!"

Arrogant! Utterly and supremely arrogant!

Surely Divine Martial realm expert Ye Changtian could no longer swallow this insult and would now risk his life to fight this evil spirit to the death, right?

In reality, however, Ye Changtian merely nodded briskly and vanished on the spot.

Are you kidding me? Ye Changtian knew all too well how arduous his journey to this level of cultivation had been and how much sheer luck was involved.

To provoke such an unfathomable, terrifying existence beyond his comprehension, only to be beaten to a pulp and have his very soul scattered into nothingness?

That was absolute suicide!