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Chapter 38: Overlord Lifts the Cauldron · Oct 24, 2026

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1 Chapter 1: Great Yun, Year 404, a Great Drought Across the Land... 2026-10-24
2 Chapter 2: One Swift Grab to Protect 2026-10-24
3 Chapter 3: Can It Be Stronger Than My Cheat? 2026-10-24
4 Chapter 4: Sorry, This Is My First Time 2026-10-24
5 Chapter 5: Enjoy Acting? 2026-10-24
6 Chapter 6: A New Martial Art Has Appeared 2026-10-24
7 Chapter 7: Demon Corpse 2026-10-24
8 Chapter 8: Loves to Talk Big 2026-10-24
9 Chapter 9: Making Up for Lack of Skill with Strength 2026-10-24
10 Chapter 10: I Like to Keep My Feet on the Ground 2026-10-24
11 Chapter 11: Innate Martial Saint Body 2026-10-24
12 Chapter 12: Try It and You’ll Know 2026-10-24
13 Chapter 13: I Will Only Train Wholeheartedly 2026-10-24
14 Chapter 14: Very Simple 2026-10-24
15 Chapter 15: Single-Core Single-Thread 2026-10-24
16 Chapter 16: You All Just Stay Here and Don’t Move 2026-10-24
17 Chapter 17: Who Has the Advantage? 2026-10-24
18 Chapter 18: Finally Took the Bait 2026-10-24
19 Chapter 19: Plenty of Strength and Means 2026-10-24
20 Chapter 20: You Are the Visitor 2026-10-24
21 Chapter 21: Let’s Secure a Bowl of Porridge First 2026-10-24
22 Chapter 22: Do You Want to Wear a Yellow Garment 2026-10-24
23 Chapter 23: Playing Along with Them 2026-10-24
24 Chapter 24: Allegiance 2026-10-24
25 Chapter 25: Absolutely Can’t Leave This Place 2026-10-24
26 Chapter 26: You Can’t Disappoint Me 2026-10-24
27 Chapter 27: This Trial is Simple 2026-10-24
28 Chapter 28: You’re More Like It 2026-10-24
29 Chapter 29: Isn’t That a Bit Too Extreme? 2026-10-24
30 Chapter 30: That’s Right, That’s the Expression 2026-10-24
31 Chapter 31: I Will Be This Great Terror 2026-10-24
32 Chapter 32: You Have to Pay More 2026-10-24
33 Chapter 33: Senior Realm 2026-10-24
34 Chapter 34: Cannot Go Soft 2026-10-24
35 Chapter 35: What Did You Put in the Mountains? 2026-10-24
36 Chapter 36: I Only Do 2 Things in My Life 2026-10-24
37 Chapter 37: Do I Need to Avoid Their Edge? 2026-10-24
38 Chapter 38: Overlord Lifts the Cauldron 2026-10-24
39 Chapter 39: We Are All Demon Lords 2026-10-24
40 Chapter 40: 50-Meter Greatsword 2026-10-24
41 Chapter 41: How Pleasing to the Ear 2026-10-24
42 Chapter 42: If You Die, You Live Forever 2026-10-24
43 Chapter 43: She Doesn’t Look Like a Bad Person 2026-10-24
44 Chapter 44: Refined in an Instant 2026-10-24
45 Chapter 45: The Inventor of Gangs Is a Real Genius 2026-10-24
46 Chapter 46: I Don’t Want Your Heart, I Want Your Body... 2026-10-24
47 Chapter 47: If You’re a Friend, Come Help Me Dig... 2026-10-24
48 Chapter 48: Young Lady, You Wouldn’t Want... 2026-10-24
49 Chapter 49: All the Inns on This Street Are Mine 2026-10-24
50 Chapter 50: Can’t Even Call a Chicken Without Rice 2026-10-24

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Overlord Lifts the Cauldron

Wu Chen said no more. Instead, he stared ahead, a panel materializing in his vision.

The trees and plants of the mountain forest blurred past him as he fixed his gaze on the realm column:

[Martial Arts Realm](Qi Power: Hegemon Lifting a Cauldron)

’Hegemon Lifting a Cauldron... the strength to lift a cauldron.’

’Five thousand jin of Qi Power!’

As Wu Chen looked at the entry on his panel, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

The Demon Sect might have limitless resources, and through wanton slaughter and plunder, they could build up their members’ realms to great heights.

But faced with infinite Martial Arts and a finite lifespan...

...these people could never meticulously polish their bodies to perfection and obtain the colossal strength to lift a cauldron, not like he could.

Their realms might appear similar, but in reality, they were worlds apart.

Wu Chen understood.

’These people might have all sorts of sinister and malicious moves.’

’But as long as my Body Technique is fast enough, my fists are ruthless enough, and my blade strikes are swift enough...’

’...I just have to prevent them from ever using those dirty tricks, right?!’

’Better yet, if I’m even more sinister than them, they won’t be able to pull any tricks on me!’

He took a deep breath, turned to the others beside him, and said,

”You guys take your time.”

”I’ll wait for you at the villa.”

Before they could say a word, he shot off like a gust of dust and vanished from their sight.

A short while later, the outline of the villa’s high walls appeared in Wu Chen’s line of sight.

At the impressive, wide-open main gate, two Guards stood watch, one on each side, blades in hand.

PFFT!

Wu Chen descended like a gust of wind, and one Guard was instantly cut down, collapsing to the ground, dead.

The other Guard had no time to react before Wu Chen’s hand clamped around his neck.

His voice was chilling as he asked,

”Where are Steward Qian and the three team leaders?”

”Hm? Not talking?”

After waiting a few breaths without a clear answer, Wu Chen prepared to use his blade and search for them himself.

It was only when he saw the Guard frantically smacking his hand that he realized he was choking the man’s windpipe, making it impossible for him to speak.

”GASP! GASP!”

Wu Chen loosened his grip. The Guard, who had barely managed to take two gasps of air, felt an increasingly cold gaze on him and hurriedly said,

”Steward Qian and the three leaders are in the reception hall on the third floor of the small building...”

PFFT!

Having gotten the information he wanted, Wu Chen’s blade rose and fell, giving the Guard a quick death before he headed straight for the only multi-story building in the villa.

The villa was pitch-black and eerily silent.

Most of the Guards had led the Blood Slaughter Sect disciples into the mountains for the trial and were waiting at the foot of the mountain; Wu Chen had slaughtered them all.

He had just killed the only two who remained.

As a result, there were no patrols in the villa.

After all, no one could have imagined that the great prize would turn into a great terror!

Nevertheless, Wu Chen still moved with caution to avoid alerting the enemy.

He stuck to the dark corners, approaching the quiet, candlelit building.

Empowered by the Yin Wind Leg, a Demon Sect Martial Art, Wu Chen moved without a sound, like a drifting, shadowy gust.

’But is this level of stealth a bit overkill? Or is it even necessary?’

’Based on the information I have, those four are elites of the Demon Sect. I might not be able to escape their notice anyway. It might just make them more vigilant.’

’Walking normally and making footstep sounds might not arouse their suspicion at all.’

Reaching the base of the building, he glanced up at the silent structure and decided to stop hiding his presence. He strode forward and headed straight for the top floor.

On the third floor of the small building, Qian Fugui stood by the window, his massive frame completely blocking the opening.

His face was fraught with worry as he stared at the empty training grounds, then at the overlapping silhouettes of the distant mountains against the night sky.

He just couldn’t understand how all six Direct Disciples had died in the mountains!

If this news got back to the sect, it would cause a massive uproar.

’Could it be that these disciples fought so fiercely that they were willing to die just to drag their opponents down with them?’

’Is this how their masters taught them?’

He turned and looked at the three silent figures by the dining table behind him, shaking his head helplessly.

He had only managed to keep these three sitting here quietly by invoking the authority of an Elder’s token and the sect’s rules.

Otherwise, given their tempers, they would have certainly left the villa to wreak havoc in the mountains.

Then, at the slightest disagreement, a huge fight would break out, and who knows how many more sect disciples would be killed or injured.

Inciting Direct Disciples to kill each other, or them wiping each other out, had nothing to do with him as the steward.

But if he let the three team leaders go into the mountains and break the trial’s rules, he would absolutely be held responsible!

As he was lost in his troubled thoughts, he heard the sound of someone rushing up the stairs outside.

Qian Fugui turned his head toward the door.

He wondered why he hadn’t heard any commotion from the villa just now; the footsteps had suddenly appeared just downstairs.

’Was I so lost in thought that I didn’t notice?’

’I wonder which disciple has returned. I can ask them what’s happening in the mountains.’

Just as he was thinking this and about to open the door, the other three in the room proved to be even more anxious than him.

Hearing the sound, they had already stood up and were walking toward the door.

They intended to ask this disciple returning from the mountains just what had happened.

Even in past brutal fights, there had never been a precedent of a Direct Disciple dying!

And the footsteps coming up the stairs were extremely fast, reaching the third floor in a flash, as if the person had something urgent to report.

The three men inside didn’t open the door immediately. After all, they had to maintain the calm and reserved demeanor of their superior status and not appear flustered in front of a subordinate.

They stood by the door, waiting for the disciple outside to speak first before they opened it.

However,

what they heard was a shriek like that of a vengeful ghost.

WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!—

BANG!

Amidst the ear-piercing whine, the wooden door, as if ravaged by a colossal force, exploded like it was made of paper.

Thousands of splinters transformed into sharp blades, showering the room.

The three men had never expected something like this from behind the door.

They had been careless.

Caught off guard by the storm of splinters, their bodies were raked with over a hundred cuts.

The gale from outside the door condensed into something solid, smashing into all three and sending them flying.

The fierce wind surged in, causing the candlelight inside to flicker, plunging the room into alternating light and shadow.

Wu Chen stepped through the doorway, blade in hand, his eyes gleaming in the dimness.

Seeing the three men on the ground, he was about to press his attack and kill them.

An enraged shout echoed in his ears.

”Villain, don’t you dare act so brazenly!”

Qian Fugui, who had been by the window, made his move.

The moment he heard the whining wind of the blade, he knew the person outside was trouble.

He just hadn’t expected the opponent’s blade mastery to be so profound that it left him no time to even shout a warning.

Qian Fugui was extremely fast. The moment his angry shout faded, he had already appeared before the intruder.

Wu Chen’s vision darkened as his line of sight was completely filled by Qian Fugui’s massive body, blocking his path of attack.

In an instant, they were less than an arm’s length apart, and Qian Fugui’s thick palm descended toward Wu Chen’s head.

If that palm were to connect, it would surely crush his skull and splatter his brains.

”Die!”

Qian Fugui bellowed, his fat trembling all over his body—a clear sign of his fury.

In that brief moment, looking at the blood-soaked figure before him, he could roughly guess that this man was likely responsible for the deaths of the Direct Disciples in the mountains.

With this thought, his palm strike became even more vicious.

Facing the ferocious, skull-splitting palm, Wu Chen shifted half a step to the side, gracefully dodging it.

But the force of the palm’s wind was so vicious that even after dodging, his cheek stung as if a piece of flesh had been torn away.

Wu Chen paid it no mind, his expression unchanging.

He knew he was too close to draw his blade and didn’t want to waste time creating distance to maneuver.

After all, there were still others in the room. If he got tied down, he would inevitably be at a disadvantage.

His free left hand, crisp and clean, shot toward his opponent’s body.

”Brat, this body of mine isn’t just for show!”

Qian Fugui’s right palm missed, and his left palm took its place, grabbing for Wu Chen’s chest.

But he was also shocked by Wu Chen’s decisive counterattack and knew that Wu Chen’s palm would land on him a step faster than his own.

However, Qian Fugui was confident that he could use his layers of fat to mitigate the impact of the palm strike and not lose out in the exchange.

Diamond cut diamond, trading injury for injury!

This was his plan, and also the safest approach. After all, anyone who dared to face them alone couldn’t be weak.

THUMP!

But as the slender palm landed on Qian Fugui’s round belly, his body suddenly froze.

The fat on his body rippled out in concentric waves, originating from Wu Chen’s palm.

His wide sleeves billowed endlessly, making a sharp, flapping sound.

Then, Qian Fugui’s eyes bulged violently, nearly popping from their sockets. He couldn’t seem to believe the Qi Power behind that palm strike.

His own palm stopped three inches from Wu Chen’s chest, unable to advance another fraction.

But the Qi Power in Wu Chen’s palm was simply too immense.

Qian Fugui’s layers of fat were completely unable to disperse it.

His body made a ’PFFT’ sound, like a deflating ball, as he was sent flying backward, straight through the window.

With a RUMBLE, the wall around the window was torn open, and half of it nearly collapsed.

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