Chapter 516: Mountain and River King's Appreciation
Chapter 516: Mountain and River King’s Appreciation (Requesting Monthly Votes)
“Pfft!”
“Boom!!”
Wang Zhi Xuan beheaded another Bloodrage Warg, her long spear drenched in blood as the corpse crashed to the ground.
She lifted her head, glancing around, only to realize others had already finished their battles.
She regrouped with Liang Tai, Xiao Yu, and Xi Jing.
As Fifth Realm Organ Cultivation Stage martial artists, their refined internal organs granted extraordinary stamina, allowing them to fight intensely for extended periods.
They stared at the fallen Adamantbone Colossus Tiger and Ironclad Rhinoceros, awestruck.
“Junior Lin Qi’s strength doesn’t seem like that of a newcomer at all.”
“Who breaks through to the Seventh Realm and immediately slays Adamantbone Colossus Tigers and Ironclad Rhinoceroses?”
“These new recruits are too monstrous nowadays!”
Xiao Yu sighed, “Today’s going too smoothly—we’ve already killed several Disaster Beasts.”
“I’ve already earned hundreds of merit points!”
At this, Liang Tai, Wang Zhi Xuan, and the others all smiled.
Merit points could be exchanged for Heavenly Treasures, and none of them came from wealthy families.
To grow stronger, they had no choice but to risk their lives hunting Disaster Beasts for merit points.
Normally, earning hundreds of merit points wasn’t easy.
At this moment, Lin Qi approached with the crimson-armored woman.
The red-armored woman apologized, “Sorry for getting you involved in this mess!”
Liang Tai waved her off,
“No problem, Senior Pei Yi Qing!”
Pei Yi Qing frowned, “You know me?”
Senior Disciple Liang Tai grinned, “I watched you compete in the Global Freshman Competition and Global Martial Arts Championship.”
“I’m a student at Azure Firmament Martial Academy too—I’m from the 32nd Batch.”
Pei Yi Qing nodded, then turned to Lin Qi:
“And this one is…?”
Liang Tai introduced with a smile,
“This is my junior apprentice brother—Lin Qi, from the 35th Batch!”
Pei Yi Qing felt the name was familiar, but upon hearing “35th Batch,” she froze, thinking she’d misheard.
She was a 30th Batch student, an SS-Rank Genius, who’d only recently broken through to the Seventh Realm. Her Primordial Energy Martial Art cultivation had just advanced her to the battlefield.
This opponent was five batches younger yet already a Seventh Realm martial artist?
Since when did their Xia Kingdom produce such a monstrous genius?
Had she been too immersed in cultivation lately, oblivious to the outside world?
Eyeing Lin Qi, her eyes suddenly lit up:
“I remember now—it’s really you, Lin Qi!”
“Sss-Rank Genius! My younger brother mentioned you—you’re the Global Martial Arts Championship champion.”
“You advanced to the Seventh Realm that quickly?”
“How are you so strong?”
Faced with Pei Yi Qing’s intense curiosity, Lin Qi suddenly asked,
“And your brother is…?”
Pei Yi Qing smiled, “My younger brother is Pei Jiu, also from the 35th Batch. I’m his fifth elder sister.”
Lin Qi nodded in realization—it was Pei Jiu’s older sister.
He’d heard from Pei Jiu about his two older brothers and one older sister at Black Dragon Base.
One older brother had fallen a few days ago, leaving one brother and this sister.
He hadn’t expected to meet her today.
“I see…”
“Roar~”
Before Lin Qi could finish, roars erupted from nearby Disaster Beasts—they’d regrouped.
The ground trembled violently, stones bouncing wildly. Dozens of massive figures charged toward them.
Pei Yi Qing’s expression darkened:
“The Disaster Beast Tide isn’t over yet!”
“We’ll catch up later!”
With that, she dashed forward, her battle sword carving a crimson streak through the air. Facing Sixth Grade Disaster Beasts, her scarlet sword qi sliced through several foes in succession.
Lin Qi calmly said,
“Senior Disciple, let’s keep hunting.”
“The Disaster Beast Tide has only just begun.”
Senior Disciple Liang Tai nodded, “Continue hunting Disaster Beasts!!”
“Right!!”
The battle had lasted barely half an hour.
The five of them swung their weapons again, meeting the charging Disaster Beasts head-on.
Lin Qi sighed inwardly—this battlefield was truly dangerous. It had only been half an hour, yet their squad had already faced multiple crises.
Without him, they might have survived, but likely with severe injuries.
“Boom!!”
“Roar~”
A group of Clawrend Apes descended, and chaos erupted.
Lin Qi noticed a nearby squad in danger—six people struggling against six Ironspine Warbears, now overwhelmed as a pack of Gold Rank Wolflords surged in.
“Help me!”
A man was hurled backward by an Ironspine Warbear, despair flashing in his eyes as the beast’s massive paw swung down.
“Pfft~”
“Roar~”
A piercing scream rang out as blood splattered his face.
He opened his eyes—the Ironspine Warbear lay dead, its chest gushing blood.
Turning, he saw a tall man in black-gold battle armor standing twenty meters away.
“It’s Lin Qi who saved me!”
Grateful, he clasped his fists in salute.
Lin Qi nodded, then turned to slash at other Disaster Beasts.
On this battlefield, everyone was from Xia Kingdom—comrades resisting the Disaster Beasts. He’d help where he could.
…
An hour later,
All martial artists saw the Spatial Gate high above slowly closing, its unique aura fading. No more Disaster Beasts poured out.
Inside Black Dragon Base’s massive conference room, several military officers in uniform watched a projection screen surrounded by working soldiers.
A deep-voiced officer in dark green barked,
“All units, the Spatial Gate is closed—unleash full force!”
On the screen, figures burst from Black Dragon Base, streaking through the air like arrows.
They charged to the frontlines, their steel qi locking onto Eighth Grade Disaster Beasts like homing missiles.
Lightning, crimson flames, torrents of water—
“Boom! Boom!!”
In an instant, several Eighth Grade Disaster Beasts were struck by steel qi, their bodies torn by gaping wounds. Some had their heads severed, collapsing lifelessly.
An officer grinned, “The Spatial Gate opened, triggering a large-scale Disaster Beast Tide!”
“Let the martial artists conserve energy by handling Seventh Grade beasts first!”
“Once the Spatial Gate closed, deploy Ninth Realm martial artists to eliminate Eighth Grade beasts. Eighth Stage martial artists will deal with Seventh Grade beasts!”
“This reduces the pressure on Seventh Realm martial artists, allowing them to suppress the Disaster Beasts more effectively.”
“We’ll minimize losses among High Realm martial artists this way.”
“As for mid-tier martial artists, they’ll have to rely on each other. We’ve got plenty of mid-stage fighters at Black Dragon Base anyway.”
The others nodded. After decades of battle, they’d refined efficient, low-casualty strategies.
Facing large-scale Disaster Beast Tides, sacrifices were rare.
But against super-large-scale Tides? They’d have no choice but to rely on High Realm martial artists to endure the brunt. Conventional weapons wouldn’t help much.
…
In another large conference room,
The silver-armored Mountain and River King stood surrounded by several figures.
Before him, multiple screens projected the fiercest frontline battles—hundreds of martial artists clashing with Seventh Grade Disaster Beasts.
With the arrival of Ninth Realm martial artists, Eighth Grade beasts fell in droves.
“Good. This Disaster Beast Tide should be manageable.”
The Mountain and River King shifted his gaze to a smaller screen.
It broadcasted five figures battling Disaster Beasts—one in black-gold armor, swinging a great spear.
…
(End of Chapter)
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