Free Web NovelChapter 1820: Chapter 1817: A Heaven-Sent Opportunity
Xu Wendong slightly furrowed his brow, lost in thought.
In his mind, he carefully recalled everything he had experienced since arriving in the Netherworld, trying to identify the faction that might be targeting him.
He thought it over but couldn’t find any powerful force he had offended.
However, one matter tightened his heart: the failed breakup with Huang Ying, which resulted in him rejecting her.
This event stirred up a storm in Netherworld City, as the Huang Family, one of the city’s Three Great Families, always proud and arrogant, had their dignity trampled and were unlikely to let it rest.
Xu Wendong was convinced that those targeting him were likely from the Huang Family.
"Since you still want to cause trouble, I’ll play along to the end." A hint of ferocity flashed in Xu Wendong’s eyes, and he promptly hurried outside Netherworld City.
His heart was filled not with fear, but with fighting spirit.
In his view, it’s better to strike proactively than to be passively beaten.
Moreover, his strength was no longer the same as before, and with the Nine Netherworlds Manual as a powerful backup, he had enough confidence to face any challenge.
At this moment, the power of the Nine Netherworlds Manual began to surge violently in his mind, as if stimulated, eagerly waiting to devour enemies’ souls to elevate his cultivation level.
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"That kid left the city!"
"Hahaha, a heaven-sent opportunity!"
"Quick, report to the young master, Lin Family’s waste left the city, it’s a perfect chance to get rid of him!"
In the crowd, several shady figures were hiding in the shadows, their eyes gleaming with a cold light like venomous snakes lurking in darkness.
These people all had the Cultivation Level of the Eighth Layer of the Soul Condensing Realm, emitting a chilling Yin Energy.
They secretly passed the message while cautiously tailing Xu Wendong.
One of them quickly took out a Communication Jade Token, his fingers dancing quickly on it, relaying messages to their master.
The rest, like hungry wolves, followed Xu Wendong closely, not daring to relax for a moment.
They knew well that the city was full of eyes and ears, and acting here might expose them and cause unnecessary trouble.
But outside the city was altogether different, where it was sparsely populated and desolate, danger lurking everywhere.
There, even if someone dies, it might take days for anyone to discover it.
It’s a natural graveyard perfect for their clandestine business.
Before long, the followers arrived at a forest ten miles outside the city.
This dense, eerie forest, with sunlight filtering through the leaves, cast mottled shadows, adding a mysterious and strange aura.
"Huh? Where is he?" one person asked in confusion, his eyes filled with bewilderment and urgency.
"Could you have lost him? You useless lot, can’t even follow one person properly?" another shouted angrily, his face full of urgency and fury.
"You too couldn’t see him, so don’t blame us," they immediately argued, their voices echoing in the forest, breaking the silence.
They had indeed followed Xu Wendong all the way here, but unexpectedly, in a blink, he vanished without a trace.
Just then, a shadow shot down from the tree like lightning.
"Are you looking for me?" Xu Wendong’s voice resounded in the forest, carrying a hint of teasing and mockery.
He wore a slight smile, but his eyes harbored a chilling coldness.
He glanced at the attire of the intruders and felt a familiar twinge.
Upon closer inspection, he realized these were not Huang Family members, but slaves from another major family in Netherworld City—the Zhao Family!
In Netherworld City, Lin, Huang, and Zhao were the Three Great Families, with the Lin Family being the strongest, Huang Family second, and Zhao Family slightly weaker yet most cunning and treacherous.
They had been secretly in contact with the Huang Family, attempting to unite forces against the Lin Family to seize greater benefits.
And Zhao Mo, the eldest son of the Zhao Family, was a pitiful fool entangled by love.
He had secretly admired Huang Ying for a long time, willing to go to any lengths for her affection, to the point of madness, earning himself the title of Netherworld City’s notorious bootlicker.
Unfortunately, Huang Ying had an engagement with Lin Mo, and all his devotion ultimately came to nothing, turning into a mere illusion.
"Zhao Family, what do you want with me?" Xu Wendong asked calmly, his demeanor indifferent.
With his hands behind his back, he stood proudly, as if the people before him were of no consequence.
Seeing this, the Zhao Family slaves’ faces twisted menacingly.
"Haha, this waste dares jump out seeking death, truly unexpected."
"The young master will arrive soon, let’s cripple him first."
"Attack, don’t give him any chance!" Like rabid dogs, the slaves erupted in powerful Soul Condensing Realm strength.
Suddenly, Yin Energy surged like a tidal wave, relentlessly sweeping at Xu Wendong!
Gale winds raged, sand and stones flying, strong waves sweeping, as if intending to raze the entire forest.
The wind whipped Xu Wendong’s clothes fiercely, yet he stood motionless, like a towering mountain, unfazed.
His mind puzzled, truly unable to understand why the Zhao Family was following him and filled with killing intent.
But since they’d shown their teeth, he would show no mercy.
"You think you can kill me with just you all?" Xu Wendong’s voice was full of disdain and ridicule.
As soon as he finished speaking, one slave lunged at him like a hungry tiger, throwing a fierce punch.
This punch, wrapped in rolling Yin Energy, carried an aggressive momentum, seemingly intending to turn him into mincemeat.
But Xu Wendong did not dodge, his eyes flashing coldly, reaching out straight to grab the slave’s fist.
"What?" The slave’s pupils shrunk abruptly, eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
Wasn’t Lin Family’s Lin Mo supposed to be a waste?
How could he so easily grab his fist?
Xu Wendong’s mouth curved slightly, revealing a cold smile as he started to apply more strength.
"Crack..."
A chilling sound echoed in the forest.
The slave’s fist was instantly crushed, the intense pain leaving him desperate, his facial features contorting, letting out a scream akin to a slaughtered pig!
"A tough nut, all on him!"
The others shouted, thoroughly enraged by Xu Wendong’s strength, rushing at him recklessly.
Soon fists and kicks flew, Yin wind gusting, transforming the forest into a chaotic scene.
But they were only of the Soul Condensing Realm, while Xu Wendong had already advanced to the Soul Transformation Realm.
The disparity between both sides was like night and day, their attacks were to Xu Wendong as weak as children’s punches.
Each attack was easily dodged by Xu Wendong, and he took every opportunity to knock them down hard.
"Puff..." Blood spurted from the slaves’ mouths, their eyes filled with horror and despair!
