Chapter 147: That Pretty Boy, Let Me Borrow Your Knife!
"Master, the environment around us has changed. We've entered the Abyss World."
"The gravity here is very strong—about 0.9 times that of the Blood Luo World. Planet-level beings can't counteract the gravity to fly. Only star-level beings—what the demons call 'quasi-knights'—can fly."
Jiang Zhe nodded, recalling the brief mission briefing about these "demon kin."
To become a "quasi-knight," one had to reach the star-level, capable of soaring through the air.
As for those with actual noble titles—even a mere "baron" at star-level—it meant their life gene level was definitely beyond 1.
In his mission, hunting down a Demon Count (domain master level) was the same as hunting one of the eighteen royal beast clans of the demon race.
For example, the Celestial Wolf, one of the eighteen demon royal clans, was born with a life gene level six times that of normal beings.
A single mission with a reward of a million points came with a 99% mortality rate—truly deadly.
As for Mission Two—hunting a Demon Marquis (world master level)—that was akin to hunting a world master level Golden Horned Beast, possibly even stronger.
Oriana continued her report:
"Master, judging by the terrain, we're currently on the first layer of the Abyss World. Demons born here typically awaken metal attribute genetic origin energy."
Jiang Zhe flew out of the ship's hatch, put away his mechanical vessel, and surveyed the world outside.
The sky was gloomy and dim, shrouded in a veil of dark mist.
A glowing red orb like burning charcoal hung in the heavens, casting light across this continent nearly a trillion kilometers in diameter.
Far below him, thousands of meters down, the surface was barren—gray-brown mountain ranges stretched endlessly, rocks glinting with a faint metallic luster.
"That's why it's also called the 'Abyss of Gold,'" Oriana said softly through their mental link.
Jiang Zhe nodded.
True to its name, the land was rich in metal minerals.
He suddenly joked, "If Luo Feng came here, he could probably fill up just by eating dirt."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Like a meteor from space, Jiang Zhe plummeted rapidly toward the ground.
Spotting a group of figures in a valley below, he adjusted his trajectory, landing on a mountaintop nearby.
The metal-rich ground of this golden abyss was extremely hard, but without cushioning his impact, Jiang Zhe still left behind a crater.
Climbing out, Jiang Zhe had changed appearance.
He now sported a pair of sharp horns on his forehead, unnaturally pale skin, wore primitive stone armor, and carried a golden-handled blood-red curved blade at his waist.
According to his mission briefing, this was the standard look of the "Golden Demons."
Tall humanoid figures, horned heads, dressed in beast hide, stone, or metal armor, and powerful demon kin each bonded to a unique life-linked weapon.
Jiang Zhe's dramatic descent and the shockwave from his landing immediately drew the attention of the demons in the valley below.
Lister, a Demon Count (domain master level), had predicted that the Blood Gold Ganoderma in the Yanluo Mountains was about to mature. As a count commanding territory spanning tens of millions of kilometers, he personally led a team into the mountains to secure the treasure.
In the Abyss World, power ruled—there was no such thing as loyalty.
Especially when it came to treasures that could purify demon bloodlines, no demon could resist the temptation.
Thus, to prevent his subordinates from secretly taking it—or other unforeseen incidents—Lister decided to come himself.
Unexpectedly, after failing to find the once-in-ten-thousand-years Blood Gold Ganoderma, he stumbled upon an even more surprising prize.
His team consisted of 20 demon viscounts (universe level), all from his territory, each averaging a life gene level three times the norm.
The moment they sensed Jiang Zhe, their eyes turned blood-red, mouths salivating uncontrollably—desperate to swallow their own tongues.
This was a natural instinct of demon kin—they could sense the life gene level of any nearby creature.
If the target's level was lower than theirs, eating it only satisfied hunger with no added benefit.
But the higher the gene level, the more fragrant, tempting, and irresistible it became—a supreme delicacy!
Jiang Zhe, with a staggering 1810 times life gene level, was the ultimate delicacy to any demon in this abyss.
Entering the Abyss World, he was like a divine peach dropping into the Flower-Fruit Mountain.
Sniff! Sniff!
"Blood food!"
"The finest blood food!"
The handsome, horned Lister sniffed the air, his face showing bliss.
Then, with a sharp hawk-like glint in his eyes, he swept his gaze over his subordinates.
Seeing their greedy, uncontrolled reactions, he drew his curved blade and casually beheaded two of them.
Frightened out of their wits, the remaining 18 viscounts instantly knelt at a distance, begging for mercy.
"You blind mutts—let them be your lesson. You dare covet my blood food?"
"Get lost! All of you, scram!"
The 18 viscounts gratefully fled, turning into streaks of golden light vanishing in every direction.
"Just a little viscount, and he doesn't even run?"
Sensing Jiang Zhe's power and location, Lister's lips curled into a cruel smile.
He soared toward the mountaintop.
Seeing the "blood food" that looked so much like himself, Lister sneered.
"Kid, drop the act. I can smell you don't have demon blood. You're an outsider."
"A count? A demon count? What luck," Jiang Zhe said, eyes bright as he studied his target that had conveniently delivered itself.
Seeing this "viscount" he viewed as mere food still looking calm and composed, Lister's face darkened—he also felt a faint unease.
The demon kin were mad, chaotic, and bloodthirsty—but far from stupid.
Lister probed, "Kid, outsiders like you usually taste worse than rotting wood. Why is your flesh so different, so...irresistible?"
He glared at Jiang Zhe, trying to use his mental pressure to force out a reaction.
But Jiang Zhe didn't even flinch. He smirked and beckoned with a finger, "Why don't you come find out for yourself?"
"You're courting death!"
Lister roared, gripping his blade, aura surging.
Crack—crack—
Suddenly, strange noises and tremors shook the space around them, making Lister freeze mid-motion.
Eyes wary, he glared at Jiang Zhe—who looked just as surprised.
So Lister quickly backed off by hundreds of meters, putting distance between himself and the strange spatial disturbance.
"Hmm, spatial fluctuations?"
"Master, could it be a high-level marquis teleporting?"
"No, doesn't seem like it. Impossible."
Jiang Zhe patted the Hunyuan Umbrella strapped to his back, then shook his head.
Its protective radiance could stabilize space-time around him—but he decided against using it.
Any spatial wave easily stabilized by a universe-level power clearly couldn't be caused by a high marquis.
He wanted to see what it was.
Rip—
About ten meters from Jiang Zhe, a gleaming steel blade abruptly pierced out of thin air.
Then, with a downward slash, it ripped open a pitch-black vertical crack a meter long.
The crack widened into a gap big enough for a person to pass through.
The steel blade finished its work, then crumbled from tip to hilt into fine powder that blew away.
The hand gripping it was slender and pale.
A clear, cool voice came from beyond the spatial rift.
"Ugh, what sort of space turbulence is this? Almost got me lost. Where on earth did I teleport to?"
Out from the tear flew a barefoot, "poor-looking" girl about 1.6 meters tall.
She wore a white dress with flame patterns. Her small face was cold and pale, black hair tied in a high ponytail cascading to her waist. Two thin, blood-jade-like horns nearly six inches long rose from her forehead, boosting her height to nearly 1.8 meters.
Sniff! Sniff!
Her delicate nose twitched twice, locking immediately on Jiang Zhe. Her brows furrowed slightly.
Then her gaze lit up at the blood blade at Jiang Zhe's waist.
She glanced with disdain at the distant demons.
"Perfect, I'm hungry. Even some lousy blood food is better than nothing," the horned girl said disdainfully.
"Master, she's first-stage domain master level, with a very high life gene level—probably a newly born pureblood demon," Oriana informed him mentally.
Jiang Zhe's eyes narrowed.
A pureblood demon, huh?
A tiny 1.6-meter bean sprout—jump up and I'll split you in half.
If you're clueless enough, he didn't mind cutting out your heart to compare it with that idiot's over there.
Pureblood demons were those born by special means, with a life gene level exceeding 100 times right from birth!
Suddenly, the horned girl waved at him.
"Hey, pretty boy over there, lend me your knife."---
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