Chapter 1109: When They Cause Trouble During Work, Then Hit Them!!!
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No, something's wrong.
Although the face was right, the voice was right, the aura wasn't right.
This is a human aura.
This is definitely not my Wang's aura.
"You......"
Before he finished speaking,
the Ghost Tribulation Eight, already blasted back and gravely wounded by Mottian's strike, missed Lu Ding's silhouette.
Blood sprayed, a head flew off.
The Way of the Jinche kept going without pause.
Ghost Tribulation Eight, die!!!!!
Lu Ding frowned, holding his phone, indifferent to the severed corpse of Ghost Tribulation Eight after his one decisive cut.
"Fine, fine, all of you are just sticky plasters, clinging and won't let go!!!"
"Looking for death!!!"
Lu Ding put down his phone and raised his hand.
Black smoke gurgled behind him, the Red Coffin flew open, dozens of pale ghostly hands handed him a knife, pressing it into Lu Ding's palm.
The blade had streamers and tassels, as if stained with blood.
Lu Ding was actually getting a little angry.
If you didn't know better, you'd think he was scared.
They cause trouble while I'm working, so let's fight!!!!
At worst I'll use Dharma Form to forcefully gouge out the White Ink Mine in Dong'an Province and carry it back to Great Han!
They're really being spoiled!!!
Giving them face!
Let's see if this long-accumulated Way of the Jinche can split open their ancestral tombs with a single cut.
Mottian saw Lu Ding's face go ugly, and that he even took out a knife.
He knew something serious might be happening.
In Lu Ding's file, although his weapon was listed as a blade,
he rarely used it.
Every time he drew that blade, it meant he was serious, and the result was always slaughter and destruction.
Mottian asked, "What's the matter?"
Lu Ding looked at him, "Nothing. Our cooperation ends here. Go back where you came from, preferably leave Nanshan Kingdom. I don't want to see you again, or I'll really kill you."
His own business didn't need Mottian involved.
It wasn't other people's concern.
If you put it that way,
then Mottian had to join in and ask.
"Talking with you has been pleasant. You're the only one I've met who knows my homeland Demon Continent and even knows Lü Mountain."
"Along the way I've always felt we met too late and deserved mutual hatred, so if you have something to say, say it. If I can help, I will. After all, this is my turf."
Lu Ding chuckled, "Dozens of veteran God Ascension cultivators from other states have come across borders to try to surround and kill me, and you really want to get involved?"
Mottian:.......
He also knew about the Baoji Kingdom's royal capital incident.
Although he had some means,
dozens of veteran God Ascension opponents were truly a high-end problem for him.
Mottian asked again, "Can't you run?"
Lu Ding: "Run? If I run, what about Dong'an Province's White Ink Mine?"
"I'm running around for the White Ink Mine, isn't that right?"
"Besides, it's not like I have no way to deal with them. Did you forget one of the essences of the strong I told you before? I'll patch it for you now: the strong never lack the courage to act. Running before fighting is cowardice; the scars left behind are shame."
Of course, that was because Lu Ding had Celestial Shift to escape at any time. If he could take down a few veteran God Ascension outright, even without the White Ink Mine he'd still profit.
But Mottian didn't know Lu Ding had Celestial Shift.
And he took Lu Ding's words to heart.
"The scars left behind are shame......"
Mottian murmured slowly.
He thought of his own years of wandering and failure.
His aura shifted slightly, "Lu Ding, you just told me to leave Nanshan Kingdom? But if I leave Nanshan Kingdom, where can I go? To Great Han?"
Lu Ding glanced at him, "You're being ungrateful. I don't know what you really are, but I'm sure you're no good. Since you haven't been recruited, going to Great Han would bring disaster. This whole wide world, where wouldn't be a home?"
"You can go anywhere, but if you say you want to go to Great Han, you better think it through and give me an answer, or I'll unleash full firepower and kill you. I'm not joking."
Lu Ding was serious; if Mottian said one wrong thing, he'd truly strike to kill.
Mottian saw his resolve, "Then I'll go to Great Jing? It's near Great Han, convenient for us to come and go."
Lu Ding: "You really pick well. No, not allowed, I don't want to be running into you."
Mottian became a bit angry, "This is not allowed, that is not allowed, where do you want me to go!?"
Lu Ding stepped forward, pressing with his blade, "You shout at me one more time!?"
Mottian retreated, "Fine, fine, fine, I will go to Divine Sword Holy Land, I will go to Profound Nether Cult, I will go to Jade Cauldron Mountain, I will go to Qi State, I will go to Lu State, go to countries that hate Great Han, okay?"
Only then was Lu Ding satisfied, "You know where to go, then. I won't care where you go to those places, and I'm too lazy to watch you. Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm leaving."
A Celestial Shift.
Boom!
He vanished from the spot.
Mottian raised his hand and began to call, "Lu......"
Before he could finish, Lu Ding was already gone.
Mottian sighed, "I never said I wouldn't help you. Do you really look down on me so much?"
He snapped his fingers.
Snap!!!
In an instant,
aside from the dead Ghost Tribulation Six, Ghost Tribulation Nine, and Ghost Tribulation Eight, the remaining six Ghost Tribulations all appeared.
Including every ghost in Nanshan Kingdom.
They all materialized, filling the entire city.
This was one of Mottian's methods.
Different from Lu Ding's Celestial Shift, which pulled himself away, Mottian pulled ghosts related to him over, dragging them close. Each ghost was his mobile bloodbag. As long as the ghosts he'd passed on to didn't die out, he wouldn't either.
But he could be sealed.
Lu Ding's Way of the Jinche could also deal with him.
Because this wasn't substitution death, but even worse than substitution death. Yet substitution death could counter the Way of the Jinche. It was a linked chain.
Mottian looked out over the endless sea of ghosts filling the city by the tens of thousands, even hundreds of millions.
He had thought he could play with Lu Ding with these, drag things out and chat a while.
But plans can't keep up with change.
Although he didn't know if Lu Ding would turn his blade at him once his identity was revealed, he knew that if he didn't help Lu Ding, his own thoughts would not come through. After so many years and so much time passed, he had met the first person like Lu Ding.
When a lonely person meets a glimmer of possibility, Mottian's thought was to give.
After thinking it through, Mottian finally made a decision.
Screw it.
At worst Lu Ding will strike me and I'll run.
Mottian was quite skilled at running away.
He raised his hand to cover everything!
"All troops press forward, Dong'an Province!!!!!"
In an instant, a darkness that obscured the sky swallowed everything advancing, reducing every inch of ground it passed to human hell.
At this moment,
Lü Mountain's flying boat had just entered the Baoji Kingdom.
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