Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chen Xiaobei swung his arm giving a tight slap to Ding Wuji.

Chen Xiaobei’s cultivation had also reached the peak of Ethereal Cultivation, peaking out at 130,000 combat power. He did not need any trump card whatsoever to hammer Ding Wuji.

Smack!!!

A loud crisp sound rang in the air. Ding Wuji was struck so hard he spun around like a spinning top, bouncing quickly from one area to another.

Bam!

Ding Wuji hit a rock about 10 meters from where he was standing, and it was so hard that the rock crumbled.

“Elder Shixiong! Elder Shixiong, are you alright?”

All 10 of Xingxiu’s disciples ran over to him, stunned by what had just happened.

Their Xingxiu faction’s number one disciple, Ding Wuji was unconscious and he had simply just been struck once.

His eyes were rolled to the back of his head, and blood with pieces of broken teeth were spilling from his mouth. It was a pathetic sight indeed.

“This… This kid is so strong. Elder Shixiong can’t even take one hit from him…” The Xingxiu disciples muttered to themselves. They were laughing at Chen Xiaobei earlier but now they stared at him with fear in their hearts. They dared not look Chen Xiaobei in the eyes for fear that he might strike them as well.

Although the Xingxiu people were alarmed by Chen Xiaobei’s slap, the women of Ancient Tomb faction lowered their impression of Chen Xiaobei even further.

“That slap was just 130,000 combat power. Chen Xiaobei really is a liar!”

“How could he possibly kill the hundreds from America’s three largest forces with puny strength like that? How could he even beat the Xingxiu God and Osnur? That’s impossible!”

“Little Sever, let’s go! Your Shijie will not allow you to make friends with a hypocritical liar like him!” Elder Shijie said sternly.

“Shijie! This is all a misunderstanding! Faction leader Chen is not a hypocrite!” Liu Xuanxin insisted.

“Putting his character aside, ultimately, he’s still a weakling!” Elder Shijie said. “Xingxiu faction will take revenge on him for hitting Ding Wuji! Then there’s the Anti-Xiaobei Alliance! With Chen Xiaobei’s tiny strength, not only could he not protect you, but he might even bring you trouble!”

“Shijie…” Li Xuangxin was at a loss, but she was still adamant on defending Chen Xiaobei.

“Goddess of Luck!” Chen Xiaobei suddenly cut in. “Your Shijie is right. This mission is way beyond my control. There’s a good chance that there may be trouble that I won’t be able to resolve! It’s better for you to stay away from me for now. That’s the best option now!”

“But…” Liu Xuanxin sounded worried.

“There are no buts. Aren’t you going to listen to what your Shijie says?” Elder Shijie said sternly.

“Alright.” Liu Xuanxin looked at Chen Xiaobei, and said, “You have to be careful. If you’re in trouble, you can just call me. I will help you out if I can!”

“Huh? Why the sudden concern about me? Could it be that you’ve started to develop feelings for me?” Chen Xiaobei grinned.

“You… Don’t talk nonsense! I… I’m angry…” Liu Xuanxin felt a sudden panic in her heart and quickly turned around to leave.

“Oh.” Chen Xiaobei was amused. “This girl looks like she has no regard of whatever that’s happening in the world but, I didn’t expect her to have such a childish temper!”

“Bro Bei, we better get going as well. It’s almost time!” Li Xiang reminded.

“Alright! Let’s go!” Chen Xiaobei nodded and led his people up the mountain.

Deep in the mountain, on a rocky little hill made up of strange and grotesquely shaped rocks, about a thousand of people were seen to have gathered.

By their outer appearances, these people could be divided into 10 major factions.

On one side stood Kunlun, Mount Shu, Xingxiu, Blood Descendants, the Vatican, and Hogwarts – all six of these were in conflict with Chen Xiaobei. You could tell that at first glance.

On the other side were more than a dozen strapping Europeans. They all had certain elements of wolves on their bodies. These were the werewolves that Li Xiang had mentioned earlier.

As they were enemies of the Blood Descendants, they kept to themselves and stood far away on their own, making no contact with any faction.

The other two groups were Ancient Tomb and the legendary Five Mountain Swords Faction.

Also present were the ones Chen Xiaobei had just met. The Ancient Tomb faction, Liu Xuanxin and the six beautiful disciples were all there too. Their faction leader, Long Zishan though, was absent.

Five Mountain Swords on the other hand were a stark contrast – they were all made out of men!

The ones in the front stood out especially; young, good-looking, and refined. Most importantly, their cultivations were all pretty high. In the words of the city’s slang, they were embodiments of the classic Diamond Wangs (eligible bachelors)!

Probably because they had withdrawn from the world for a very long time, not to mention adhearing to the law of attraction to the opposite sex, the Ancient Tomb’s women instinctively drew near to the few strapping Diamond Wangs of Five Mountain Swords.

Both sides fell into enthusiastic conversation, hinting at the possibility of an spontanous alliance.

Xiangyu took once glance at the whole scene and frowned. “I was hoping to form an alliance with the Ancient Tombs but it looks like that won’t be happening!”

Chen Xiaobei shrugged. “Apart from us, the werewolves are also standing in isolation! If they’re not afraid, then why should we?”

A herculean man standing among the group of werewolves suddenly looked over at Chen Xiaobei.

Chen Xiaobei noticed it but instead of avoiding him, he looked right back at the man.

There was a king-like aura emanating from the man, one which was evidently very powerful. His steely gaze cut across the pedestal like a blade – most people would not dare look him straight in the eyes.

However, Chen Xiaobei’s state of mind was in a really calm situation at the moment. He was not even afraid of the Tyrant Dragon King’s powerful presence. Naturally, he was also able to remain calm under the threatening stare of that man.

After a few seconds, the man looked away.

Chen Xiaobei turned around and asked, “Li Xiang, who is that guy?”

“The werewolves’ present age Alpha, Dio Kane!” Li Xiang explained. “His strength is similar to that of the Blood King, Sequinn. Due to his ability to beastify into War Wolf mode, he is much stronger than equivalent humans of the same cultivation!”

“If that’s the case, that automatically makes the Alpha and Blood Emperor two of the strongest people on earth, right?” Chen Xiaobei asked.

“No. The strongest person has always been the faction leader of Kunlun, Zhou Daoxian if you don’t count Ancient Tomb’s Long Zishan. Alpha and Blood King both come second!”

“It’s almost time but this Long Zishan is not here yet. I would say she is pretty confident of herself and she should be quite powerful as well!” said Chen Xiaobei.

“Long Zishan is a mystery. She’s been hiding for 300 years, and yet, no one knows of her cultivation!” Li Xiang said.

Suddenly, someone thundered loudly, “Chen Zhufeng!”

The people of Xingxiu, all hundreds of them, approached Chen Xiaobei.

Xingxiu God Ding Xiadong walked in front of his people. Next to him were two disciples propping up a very bruised Ding Wuji who was still somewhat vomiting blood.

They had obviously come to condemn and spite Chen Xiaobei.

“Oh, isn’t that Faction leader Ding?” Chen Xiaobei smiled. “Have your injuries from your beating healed?”