Tycoon War God

”Ah!”

As the light shone, the strange creatures let out inhuman wails. The one that had lunged forward bore the brunt of the attack. When the light struck it, a trail of fire appeared on its head, quickly spreading to engulf its entire body. The creature howled in pain, trying to escape the light, but it was too late. With a bang, it turned into ash.

So, they’re reptiles from the Fangs Tribe!

In his past life, Lin Mu had seen these creatures in the Immortal Realm. They were known as the Fangs Tribe, considered the lowest echelon, and often used as Demonic Beasts for concocting medicine.

”We are the Blood Clan! How dare a mere human address us in such a manner! Kill him!” a voice as terrifying as the dark Abyss suddenly roared. At its command, the Earls howled and charged toward Lin Mu.

”Courting death!”

With a flick of Lin Mu’s finger, the light burst forth again. This level of power might not even injure an Inner Strength Martial Artist, but it was immensely lethal to the Blood Clan. The light radiated outward like a nuclear explosion. Wherever it touched, all the Blood Clan Earls turned to ash. Hundreds of Earls, each with the strength of a Grandmaster capable of dominating a region in the outside world, were turned to dust with a mere snap of his fingers.

The Earls lucky enough to escape howled and shrieked, but they dared not advance. They finally realized that the Cultivator before them was far from ordinary.

”Qi Cultivation Level Eight, or is it Level Nine? I didn’t expect you to be such a strong Cultivator. Your blood must be even more delicious.”

The Blood Clan member that had just spoken slowly emerged from the darkness. The light illuminated its body, leaving only sporadic burn marks, but it failed to cause any real harm.

”Lin Mu, I’ve heard that the Vampires of the Blood Clan are divided into five ranks: Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron. This one should be a Marquis, right?” Qin Luoli asked, her eyes gleaming as she watched the spectacle. Her only disappointment was that the so-called Blood Clan lacked the suave demeanor of their counterparts in movies and television shows. Instead, they had ferocious faces with sharp, monkey-like features and fanged mouths, resembling bats that could walk upright.

”A Marquis, perhaps,” Lin Mu replied. In the Immortal Realm, any newborn of the Fangs Tribe was a million times stronger than this so-called Marquis. He had never seen such a weak member of the Fangs Tribe in his past life.

The Blood Clan Marquis sniffed the air and suddenly turned toward Qin Luoli. ”This is... the scent of an Eastern Cultivator’s Cauldron. No, the refinement failed, but the scent is still quite pleasant.” The Marquis looked at Lin Mu and said coldly, ”Cultivator, I’ll give you one chance. Leave her behind, and I’ll let you go. Otherwise, you will become my food.”

Lin Mu remained silent. The moment the Marquis spoke disrespectfully to Qin Luoli, its fate was sealed. With a casual flick of his finger, a light hundreds of times brighter than before instantly burst forth. All the Blood Clan Barons, Viscounts, and Earls within a several-mile radius were incinerated.

The Marquis screamed, covering its face and staggering backward. When the light faded and it lowered its hands, its face was covered in scorched marks, and its eyes had been turned to ash.

”Cultivator, I will kill you!” the Marquis howled. It opened its mouth wide, and a foul-smelling ray of blood-red light shot toward Lin Mu. This tainted light had little effect on Martial Artists but could pollute a Cultivator’s True Qi, causing their Cultivation Level to regress.

”Oh? It’s still alive?” Lin Mu was slightly surprised. A casual attack from me is enough to annihilate an ordinary Divine Communion Realm expert, yet this Marquis is still alive and kicking.

”Come here!” Lin Mu commanded, reaching out his hand.

The foul blood light filling the sky instantly vanished. With a howl, the Marquis was pulled rapidly toward Lin Mu’s palm. It struggled frantically, even expelling its own essence blood, but it was all in vain. An instant later, Lin Mu had it by the throat.

Lin Mu’s electrifying gaze swept over the Marquis’s body. So that’s how it is. He lightly tapped the Marquis’s forehead.

The Marquis’s forehead burst open, and a fragment the size of a sesame seed flew into Lin Mu’s hand. The moment the fragment was removed, the Marquis disintegrated into ash.

Is this a Nine Tripod Fragment? The Nine Cauldrons were supremely mysterious creations of heaven and earth. Legend had it that before the Divine Realm vanished, a Divine King had used them to suppress the fortune of the Lower Realm. Four of the cauldrons were used to stabilize the four cardinal directions, forming the Immortal Realm. The remaining five fell into the mortal world, becoming the symbol of the Human Emperor. This was the origin of the term ’Nine-Five Sovereign,’ a title reserved for the ultimate ruler.

In my previous life, even as Emperor Zun, I failed to collect all nine. To think I’d find a fragment in the secular world. A question arose in Lin Mu’s mind. Four of the Nine Cauldrons were enough to stabilize the entire Immortal Realm. Who could possibly have possessed the power to shatter them?

There are other fragments nearby. Lin Mu’s eyes lit up as he expanded his senses.

”Honey, is this the opportunity you were talking about?” Qin Luoli asked, curiously examining the Nine Tripod Fragment in Lin Mu’s hand.

”Indeed,” Lin Mu replied.

Qin Luoli made a cheering gesture. Lin Mu laughed heartily, soared into the sky on his sword, and flew onward.

Lin Mu’s earlier Great Divine Power—a brilliant light that vanquished all evil in its path—had already attracted the attention of the Blood Clan lurking in the darkness. Seeing how easily Lin Mu had killed the Marquis, the other members of the Blood Clan didn’t dare to act rashly, choosing instead to follow him from a distance. However, when they realized he was heading straight for their stronghold, the Blood Sea, they could no longer remain calm. The Blood Sea was the slumbering place of their great ancestors, the ten Dukes. If Lin Mu were to disturb their rest, these lesser members of the Blood Clan would surely be put to death.

”Hiss... Cultivator, we are willing to let you leave. Turn back now, and we can let bygones be bygones,” one of the Blood Clan Marquises said, attempting to tempt him.

Lin Mu pointed casually. A beam of light shot out, pierced the head of the Marquis who had spoken, and a moment later, it turned to ash.

”Cultivator, the slumbering place of our ancestors, the Dukes, lies ahead! If they awaken, you will surely die! Retreat at once!” another threatened.

Again, Lin Mu pointed his finger, and the voice was silenced. Unwilling to give up, some of the Blood Clan tried to stop him, only to be killed just as easily. After eight Marquises died at his hand, none of the remaining Blood Clan dared to utter a sound.

「Half an hour later.」

Lin Mu and Qin Luoli arrived before a sea of blood. The blood-red ocean was boundless and turbulent, its waves surging with roiling energy. Each crashing wave unleashed a terrifying surge of power.

The Cultivation Level of the Fangs Tribe in the Lower Realm is nothing compared to those in the Immortal Realm, but they certainly have a few tricks up their sleeves, Lin Mu mused as he stepped into the Blood Sea.

”Who dares to disturb my slumber?”

The instant Lin Mu stepped into the Blood Sea, a voice echoed out. It sounded as ancient as time itself, resonating like a great bell. A single word from it was enough to make the Blood Sea tremble and send tidal waves of energy surging.

A mournful wail emerged from within the Blood Sea, and a terrifying corrosive force began to eat away at Lin Mu’s protective shield.

Qin Luoli clutched Lin Mu’s hand tightly. The moment the voice had spoken, she felt her Life Force draining away, leaving her weak and powerless.

”Hmph!” Lin Mu snorted, and ripples of light emanated from him. As the light washed over Qin Luoli, she felt her body grow light, the discomfort vanishing instantly. At the same time, the waves of the Blood Sea grew even more violent.