Chapter 412 - 11: Demon God Believers

Though his thick-knuckled fingers looked incapable of any nimble movement, they caught the incoming dagger with flawless precision.

Compared to fists or feet, it is extremely difficult to exert force with one’s fingers.

But with a simple pinch, those two fingers clamped down like a hand seizing a venomous snake by its vital spot, and the forward-thrusting dagger froze in an instant.

What?

The shadowy figure looked up abruptly, shock written all over his face.

’The target is this drunk, yet he could still sense my movements and execute a perfect interception.’

’This is impossible!’

’Unless...’

"You’re not drunk?"

"What do you think?"

Zhu Ju chuckled. Just as he was about to make a move, a dark figure descended from the sky, brandishing a greatsword and slashing down viciously.

Unlike the dagger-wielding assassin, this one’s attack came with howling, Powerful Qi and overwhelming force.

’A High-Level Martial Artist!’

Wuh Tian was a High-Level Martial Artist. Although his temper and personality were abysmal, as a Demon Hunter for the Celestial Wealth Commerce Association, he was a battle-hardened veteran who often ventured out of the Safe City into the wilderness. His strength was not to be underestimated.

That’s why the newcomer had attacked with his full strength from the very beginning.

City-Burning Ash Destruction Form!

This sword technique allowed the user’s Physical Body energy to turn into gunpowder, erupting from every acupoint. The user charged like a self-propelled cannon, causing the air in their path to combust and explode, achieving an all-destroying might.

Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow. His burly figure took an unhurried step. It looked slow, yet it was just enough to perfectly evade the incoming attack.

Then, with a casual flip of his hands, he sent both assassins flying.

The Martial Arts of this world were exceedingly domineering, capable of suppressing the Physical Body to its absolute limits, but to him, it was nothing much.

At least,

two insignificant Martial Artists posed no threat to him.

"I knew something was up."

Zhu Ju lightly dusted off his hands and said slowly,

"The Credit Points weren’t deposited directly into my salary account. Instead, I was given a new, unregistered card."

"A million Credit Points..."

"Sure enough, it wasn’t going to be that easy to collect."

"Hmph!"

The dagger-wielding assassin landed and scoffed,

"A million is a lot, but that’s not our target. I never expected you to be hiding your strength so well. It seems there’s more to the story of your entire team perishing than meets the eye."

"Oh!" Zhu Ju’s eyes shifted slightly.

"So you’re after the purchasing rights for the Advanced Gene Enhancement Potion. It seems you’re from Celestial Wealth, too."

From this mission, in addition to the one million Credit Points, he had also earned the right to purchase an Advanced Gene Enhancement Potion.

The Advanced Gene Enhancement Potion had another name.

The Martial Artist Potion!

It was analogous to the Foundation Establishment Pill from the Cultivation World.

With it, one was not guaranteed to break through the Martial Artist realm and become a Martial Master, but without it, becoming a Martial Master was nearly impossible.

Moreover, resources of this type were extremely rare and had always been controlled by major corporations and groups. An ordinary person would need to complete numerous missions to accumulate enough merit to qualify for the purchase of a Martial Artist Potion.

A million Credit Points was a significant sum, but it was nothing compared to the opportunity to become a Martial Master.

After all,

once one became a Martial Master, earning a million Credit Points was just a matter of time.

However, the purchasing rights Zhu Ju held could only be used at Celestial Wealth, which meant his opponents were also from the Celestial Wealth Group.

"Just the two of you?"

He shook his head gently.

"You’re too weak. Even if you got your hands on the Advanced Gene Enhancement Potion, you could never become a Martial Master."

"That’s none of your concern," the dagger-wielding assassin growled, then charged forward.

"Now!"

SWISH!

With a flick of his wrist, the dagger flew from his hand, aiming straight for Zhu Ju’s throat.

At the same time,

the shadow at Zhu Ju’s feet suddenly came to life, morphing into tentacles that wrapped tightly around him.

"ROAR!"

The other man stomped his foot, his body shooting forward like a cannonball as he viciously swung his greatsword.

BZZZT...

Countless arcs of electricity, fine as silk threads, erupted from his greatsword, forming a net that descended from above.

A Gravity Net!

The greatsword in his hand was clearly a modified high-tech weapon.

The sudden increase in gravity caused Zhu Ju’s body to sink. Combined with the tentacles coiled around his feet, he was momentarily unable to move.

And in that instant, both of their attacks descended upon him.

TING...

CLANG!

Zhu Ju pushed his hands out, his fingers a blur of afterimages. The incoming dagger and greatsword were both sent flying.

"Petty tricks, not even worth..."

BANG!

Before he could finish his sentence, the five fingers of his right hand suddenly vanished, followed by an empty sensation in his chest.

’Huh?’

’What happened?’

A dazed look crossed Zhu Ju’s face.

He slowly lowered his head, only to see a large hole where his heart should have been, completely devoid of flesh and blood.

’A sniper rifle!’

He was currently in the guise of Wuh Tian. To maintain his cover, he had kept his power suppressed to the level of a High-Level Martial Artist.

Of course,

even as a High-Level Martial Artist, Zhu Ju, with his vast combat experience, could still have easily crushed the two in front of him.

But dodging a sniper rifle from several kilometers away? That was a fool’s errand.

"Not so cocky now, are you?"

The dagger-wielding assassin sneered and strode forward, reaching a hand toward Zhu Ju’s pocket.

In the next instant,

his movements froze.

"A sniper,"

Zhu Ju, despite his missing fingers and the gaping hole in his chest, straightened his clothes as if nothing was wrong.

His fingers and heart regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood vessels sprouted from nothing, organs rapidly reformed, and with one hand, he seized the assassin before him by the throat.

"A nice piece of equipment, but it’s far too early for you to be killing me."

CRACK!

With a slight squeeze, he crushed the man’s throat and casually tossed the corpse aside.

To him,

once he revealed his Golden Core Cultivation, these Martial Artists were no stronger than ants.

"A Demon God Believer!"

The other assassin, the one with the greatsword, was struck with terror. He turned to flee, but it was clearly too late.

SWISH!

A shadow flashed past.

His body continued to run forward, but his head was already flying high into the air. The headless corpse sprinted for several dozen meters before collapsing heavily to the ground.

"Demon God Believers?"

Zhu Ju frowned and turned to look into the distance.

「Three thousand meters away.」

Standing on a rooftop, Zheng Feiyang watched this unfold through his scope, his expression growing grim.

"I never thought a mere Demon Hunter could gain the favor of a Demon God. It seems this operation is a failure. However, exposing one of the Demon God Believers is a Great Merit in itself."

He grinned and packed up his sniper rifle.

They were separated by three thousand meters, and his position was exceptionally well-hidden. Even if Zhu Ju knew there was a sniper, in theory, he shouldn’t be able to find him.

"Manager Zheng, we meet again."

Suddenly,

a familiar voice sounded from behind him.

Zheng Feiyang’s body went rigid. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he stiffly turned around, bit by bit.

"Impossible!"

Zhu Ju grinned, revealing two rows of pristine white teeth.

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"Dad, you’ve been drinking again."

The pungent stench of alcohol made Wuh Qing frown instinctively.

"So what if I’ve been drinking?"

Zhu Ju’s eyes snapped open, the scars on his face twisting like centipedes, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.

"You little brat, you’re not even fully grown and you already think you can lecture your old man?"

"Oh, right!"

He stuck out a large hand.

"Give me your school card."

"What do you need my school card for?" Wuh Qing was already used to her father’s verbal abuse, so she was merely confused by his request.

"The card is only useful for getting into the school."

"Can’t I go take a look around your school?" Zhu Ju’s eyes widened in anger as he roared,

"Hurry up and hand it over! Don’t make me slap you!"

"...Yes." Wuh Qing’s body trembled. She turned and went back to her room, then came back and handed over the school card.

"Dad."

"The card only works for the school and the library. If you use it to go anywhere else and get caught, I’ll be the one who gets punished..."

"I know, I know," Zhu Ju said, waving his hand dismissively.

"Where’s your brother?"

"He went to the Martial Arts Hall to help out with odd jobs," Wuh Qing murmured.

"He can use the money he earns to buy Nutritional Potions, and the instructors at the Martial Arts Hall will give him some free pointers."

"Hmph!" Zhu Ju sneered.

"A toad lusting after a swan’s flesh. What a pipe dream!"