Chapter 160: A Bond Forged in Life and Death

Liu Anqian was not shocked by Wang Hui’s strength, because she was entirely unable to tell whether he was strong or weak based on the aura he was currently emitting.

Instead, she was surprised because the aura he gave off was something she had never experienced before. Although the spiritual energy cultivated from the various martial arts techniques in this world mostly possessed distinct auras, the essence of all these auras remained spiritual energy.

To be precise, the auras of martial artists in this world were largely similar, differing only in appearance rather than substance.

However, the aura around Wang Hui was a type of energy that completely subverted her understanding.

How should this energy be described? It felt simply like that of an immortal descending from the heavens.

It was as if this energy was inherently more noble and vastly more powerful than the energy of martial artists like themselves.

Yet, Liu Anqian’s interpretation was not entirely incorrect; after all, even the most mediocre and pathetic faction leader possessed B-grade strength.

The Third Princess of the Sunset Kingdom was an exception; she could hardly be considered a genuine faction leader.

As for Liu Anqian’s shock, Wang Hui paid it no mind whatsoever. He cared only about the large stack of bento boxes she was holding.

Snatching the bento boxes directly from her hands and sensing that her aura was definitively weaker than his own, Wang Hui largely dismissed her presence and began eating while asking,

"What on earth is going on with this world right now? Can you fill me in?"

Hearing Wang Hui speak in this manner, Liu Anqian felt a trace of annoyance, but considering the incomparable aura emanating from him, she suppressed her irritation, forced a smile onto her face, and asked,

"Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Tell me about all of them—the strong figures in this world, as well as the geographical expanse and the distribution of countries."

The moment this question was asked, Liu Anqian’s expression turned skeptical.

Such questions could easily be looked up online; why would he need to ask her?

Moreover, although his clothes were rather tattered, they were thoroughly modern, proving that he was not detached from society. Why would he be ignorant of these basic facts?

Nevertheless, considering the possibility that he might truly be a member of some secluded, hidden faction, she answered his questions earnestly, detailing the exact levels at which the world’s current strongest martial artists stood.

Furthermore, having previously been the direct disciple of Medusa, the supreme number-one figure in this world, she naturally possessed far clearer insights into the affairs of those top-tier martial artists than anyone else, explaining everything with absolute clarity.

Once she finished, Wang Hui stroked his chin. His thoughts aligned completely with those of Xiao Zi.

If the realm classifications of these martial artists were identical to the tier rankings of his previous world, then the most powerful existence in this world—the so-called Martial God realm—wouldn't that be equivalent to an A-grade in his past life?

What was an A-grade entity in his previous world?

They were the pillars of a faction, yet they were precisely the kind of beings who would get beaten to a pulp by Wang Hui and Xiao Zi.

If that really was the case, wouldn't that make him invincible in this world?

Could he henceforth roam the world completely unrivaled, acting as some sort of supreme overlord of chaos?

However, before all that, where on earth had Xiao Zi gone?

Wasn't he able to sense his presence?

Why hadn't he come to look for him?

Shaking his head, he decided not to dwell on it too much. Xiao Zi was far stronger than he was; if something had happened to Xiao Zi, there was no way he himself would still be alive right now.

Then, he cast an intensely suspicious gaze toward Liu Anqian.

"Tell me, is there any possibility—and I’m just throwing this out as a possibility—that your strength is simply too low to ever come into contact with the true upper echelons, which is why you believe the strongest person in this world is only at the Divine Martial realm?"

"That’s impossible! Because my master used to be the strongest person in this world... it’s just that she’s dead now..."

"If she was the world’s strongest, how could she possibly die? And how could she take on a weakling apprentice like you?" Wang Hui laughed.

"Because... because..." Liu Anqian trailed off, hesitating. She had no idea what to say.

"Alright, let's not dwell on that." Wang Hui suddenly recalled the woman with hair made of snakes whom Xiao Zi had killed earlier. Didn't that woman also possess strength comparable to an A-grade?

If his conversion formula was correct, then logically speaking, that woman should also belong to the absolute elite tier of this world, shouldn't she?

If that was the case, perhaps this young woman in front of him might even know her.

Thinking of this, he spoke up directly, "Do you know a woman whose hair is made of snakes, looks quite decent, and has the ability to turn people into stone? Is she at the Divine Martial realm?"

Before he could even finish his sentence, he saw Liu Anqian’s eyes widen in absolute disbelief.

"She is my master," Liu Anqian uttered word by word.

"What? She could actually become the number-one martial artist in the world?"

Wang Hui clearly remembered Liu Anqian mentioning earlier that her master was the world's top martial artist, and the snake-haired woman they had encountered previously was her master. Did that not mean that woman was the strongest entity in the world?

If that woman was the strongest person in the world, then didn't that make him someone capable of utterly thrashing the world's strongest?

At this thought, he grew increasingly excited, harboring a strong desire to do whatever he pleased in this world.

"What do you mean by 'she could actually become the number-one martial artist in the world'? Do you know my master? What is your relationship with her?"

To be honest, Liu Anqian had been curious about Wang Hui’s identity from the very beginning, but she never expected him to actually know her master.

Her master was an ancient monster who had lived for over a thousand years. If this person knew her master, what kind of level must he be at?

And what exactly was his relationship with her master?

If they had a relatively good relationship, could she perhaps ask him to help resolve her current predicament?

With this thought, a look of longing emerged in her eyes as she stared fixedly at Wang Hui.

This intense gaze made Wang Hui rather uncomfortable. At a time like this, he certainly couldn't just blurt out, *"Oh, your master was sliced to death by my boss with a scythe, you know?"*

He could only rack his brain trying to figure out how to express it tactfully.

"Your master and the head of my household share a bond thicker than thieves."

After saying this, Wang Hui nodded to himself, marveling at his own high intelligence.

His boss had killed the woman, but framing it as sharing a bond of life and death should be fine, right?

It was definitely fine.

Was it reasonable?

It was extremely reasonable.

Yet, before Wang Hui could recover from his own cleverness, he noticed that Liu Anqian’s eyes had suddenly filled with a great deal of a luster called "hope."

Why was she suddenly full of hope toward him?

Was he supposed to bring her master back from the dead or something?

At that moment, Wang Hui realized that if he phrased it that way, wouldn't it imply that he too had a personal connection with her master?

Furthermore, she had just said her master was already dead. Of course, Wang Hui knew for a fact that her master was indeed dead, but she hadn't died in this world—she had been killed by his boss in his own world.

However, Liu Anqian knew nothing of this.

Thus, in order to make his lie appear more credible, he asked another question.

"How did your master die, anyway?"

"She insisted on going to some different world—does a world like that even really exist? And then she died, scattered into ashes without even a speck left behind."

Hearing this reply, Wang Hui nodded. "Well, that is certainly a pity."

That settled it; there was no need to guess further. Her master had undoubtedly succeeded in traversing to another dimension, ended up in his world, and was promptly slaughtered by Xiao Zi.

Regardless of the details, the outcome was the same: she was dead.

Then, Liu Anqian spoke up once again.

"Since my master shared such a deep bond of life and death with the head of your household, could I possibly ask you for a favor?"