Chapter 610: Mark 9 Treasure!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yong Xuan and the rest were being escorted away at quick speed.
“What a bunch of ingrates!” Yong Xuan uttered in disbelief, stomping his feet in anger. He could not believe that even his treasured Hundred Wars Camp would turn against him.
He had no idea that Jin Wu Xue was forced to make such a decision.
There were many tis when rebels were rising up due to the pressure put on them by their followers.
Though there were many failures, there were also successful cases.
It was hard to say which Jin Wu Xue’s case was going to be.
One thing for sure was that the royalty and officials were much easier to kill than Ten Sinners Camp soldiers. It was evident from how fast their opponents were falling as they rushed up the platform.
Another catalytic cause was Liu Jie. That incident had been the main reason why they decided to rebel.
Seeing Yong Xuan leave further and further, Jin Wu Xue beca impatient.
Tens of thousands of Dragon Horses neighed ferociously and trotted harder, causing the carefully maintained platform steps to crack.
“I have treated you Hundred Wars Camp well, so why have you decided to revolt against !?”
The more Yong Xuan thought about it, the angrier he got. After all, he had spent a lot of resources on the Hundred Wars Camp.
“Fatuous ruler! The civilians have voiced out their unhappiness. Other than increasing taxes to supplent your luxurious lifestyle, what else can you do?”
Since the relationship had gone bad, Jin Wu Xue thought he might as well highlight Yong Xuan’s shortcomings.
Although the civilians were not complaining much, it was a fact that the ruler was being hard on his people.
“Boom!”
Just as Yong Xuan and the rest were about to rush down the steps, a large wave of water ca from above!
A black hole had ford above them, allowing water to gush down!
“What is happening?!”
“Ah!”
Ten tons of water crashed down on them, flushing them away.
The approaching Hundred Wars Camp soldiers, on the other hand, were stunned by the sight.
The vice general of Hundred Wars Camp quickly regained focus and reacted. “Even heaven wants to aid in getting rid of this fatuous ruler! Brothers, follow and kill them!”
Whatever the situation was right now, it was clearly to their benefit!
Jin Wu Xue scratched his chin in bewildernt. Could the heavens be helping him right now? Otherwise, why would a torrent fall from the sky all of a sudden!?
Forget about the rain; had anyone ever seen a two-ter-thick pillar of rain? This was like a heavenly torrent falling onto the mortal world.
This torrent fell from the sky, carrying horrifying montum. With that single flush, quite a large number of eunuchs and palace maids were directly drowned. Many high-ranking officials were also in extrely bad state.
At the sa ti, their hearts were in a ss as they wondered: was the heaven helping this bunch of dog traitors?
Before they could recover, the cavalry of the Hundred Wars Camp had already appeared within a hundred ters from them!
A re distance of 100 ters was easily covered in that short mont, especially so for dragon horses which could do so within three breaths!
At that mont, the officials froze, their faces as pale as the color of dead ashes. They didn’t know if the Hundred Wars Camp would be destroyed in the future, but they definitely knew that most of them would not live to see the sun tomorrow!
At this ti, Bei Feng’s fishing hook had already descended onto this world, disregarding the struggles of the people here. From the vision he received around the hook, Bei Feng instantly detected an indistinct lump of black mist that continuously changed forms above the battlefield.
Bei Feng controlled the hook to drift towards the battlefield, but, unexpectedly, it actually hooked on this lump of black mist!
This black mist did not look tangible, but it’d still been caught by the fishing hook.
“Looks like my understanding of this Myriad Heavens Fishing System is still not enough. Not only can I catch tangible objects, I can even catch illusory things like this too?” Bei Feng mumbled to himself as he began to reel the line in, wondering what it was that he’d caught.
In just a few breaths, Bei Feng had already pulled the line upwards. The black mist that was over a dozen ter wide transford repeatedly, occasionally turning into various faces.
“ntal power! This is a huge chunk of ntal power!”
Bei Feng was completely dumbstruck. He hadn’t expected that sothing as special and illusory as ntal power could actually be fished up!
In the next mont, the System’s voice rang out.
“Ding! Mark 9 Treasure discovered, Will of the Undying! (Ford by the consciousness and combined ntal power of the tens of thousands of warriors of the Ten Sinners Camp. Contains huge potential; if the chaotic thoughts within are refined, the ntal power can be absorbed for oneself. The countless will within can be congealed together to form an invincible army!) Experience gained: 20,000,000!”
This bundle of black mist in Bei Feng’s grasp caused even him to feel a little stupefied in that mont. He hadn’t expected that the System’s evaluation for this thing would actually be this high!
It’d reached Mark 9 grade evaluation—a few small levels even higher than the Celestial Emperor Bamboo!
But in that mont, a difficult question surfaced before Bei Feng. What should he do with it?
Should he refine away the chaotic consciousness within it, or use it to create an invincible army?
Bei Feng furrowed his brows, and asked, “System, how should I refine the chaotic will within this lump of ntal power, and how much help would it give after I absorb it?”
“Ding! Removing the chaotic will in the ntal power would cost 5,000,000 experience points. After absorption, host’s ntal power will increase 10 tis, and your Martial Dao Will by three grades!”
The System’s voice rang out again, causing Bei Feng’s tongue to feel sowhat dry.
It was just a bunch of ntal power, yet absorbing it would increase his own ntal power 10 tis. Not only that, but his Martial Dao Will would also be strengthened by three grades!
Without any exaggeration, this choice would increase his strength greatly!
At that ti, it would probably be hard to find an opponent for him within the Thousand Year King realm. Perhaps only a Thousand Year King with perfect blood Qi fusion would be able to hold their own against him!
An ordinary peak level Thousand Year King with 90% blood Qi fusion would not be an opponent for him anymore!
Bei Feng hesitated for a mont, and asked, “Then, what about the second option?”
“Ding! The second option, constructing an invincible army, would require 18,000,000 experience points. The System can guarantee a hundred percent success rate, creating an army that is absolutely loyal to the host.”
The System’s voice remained unchanged, still as cold as before.
“Which one should I choose... If I chose the first option, my strength will increase greatly in a short period of ti. But if I chose the second option, I will no longer have to worry about building my own faction,” Bei Feng mumbled to himself, his face as black as the black mist before him.
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