Chapter 262: You Are No Match for Him
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Leng Feng frowned and looked at Liu Mang beside him.
"So what if he knows, even if he finds out that we’ve absorbed everyone to deal with Dark Star, what does it matter?" Leng Feng shook his head.
"He won’t come to stop us. He’s here only to seek a way to unite against Dark Star."
"As for what we do, what we plan to do, as long as it doesn’t get in the way of his plans, he won’t care." Leng Feng sighed. Seeing Jiang Che this time, he only felt Jiang Che had changed tremendously.
This time, Jiang Che’s eyes no longer held that old innocence.
Yes, before, whenever he saw Jiang Che, he’d only ever seen bewilderment and purity.
Though he’d grown up in a psychiatric hospital and had a hint of resentment toward humanity, Jiang Che’s eyes were clean.
But just now, when he saw Jiang Che, he realized that light in Jiang Che’s eyes was gone.
He couldn’t say exactly what it was, but when Jiang Che questioned him just now, he knew Jiang Che had seen right through him.
He saw through his intentions, understood why he’d gathered all these people here, but Jiang Che said nothing more.
"He doesn’t care about any of this."
In Jiang Che’s eyes, he couldn’t see a hint of concern. What Jiang Che cared about—was never the people of this city.
"And, you want to kill him, are you sure you can kill him?" Leng Feng finished his sentence, then instantly laughed.
Everyone thought they could casually manipulate Jiang Che, believed he was still that weak, easily controlled target—but only those who’d really reached high rank and stood before Jiang Che could feel the pressure he brought.
"Isn’t it easy to kill him? Even if he created a Dungeon, he should just be an ordinary thirteenth rank. The way he leveled up is no different from some useless character raised on Elixirs in cultivation novels, is it?" Liu Mang shook his head.
"Besides, he’s not even in his own territory right now."
"If he were in his territory and you had to clear his Dungeon first to kill him, I’d feel less certain—we all know his Dungeon is actually pretty valuable. But now that he’s out here, this is the best chance to take him down." Liu Mang glanced at the lounge where Jiang Che was resting.
"It’s not hate—I don’t fear he’ll expose our secrets either." Liu Mang looked at the humans living below. "Most people here already have their suspicions. But everyone lives day by day, and when the time comes, they’ll just sigh. No one will resist."
The pain underfoot persisted, the blood flowing out kept seeping into the ground, soon disappearing without a trace.
In the air always floated the scent of fresh blood, the stench of old blood was something no one ever smelled.
The people living here, just lacked strength—but they weren’t idiots.
Everyone ought to have wondered where the lost blood went, why the Dungeon keeps hurting everyone.
Humanity never lacked imagination. In those old novels, there were countless plots about absorbing blood as sacrifice.
People had suspicions, but never voiced them out loud.
Resist?
For most people, how would they resist?
Would killing Leng Feng let them survive?
If the day really came, and their deaths could kill all the evil spirits, everyone would be ready for death.
All along, Leng Feng had charged ahead for humanity, and now, it’s their turn to charge ahead for humanity.
The people who came to live in Leng Feng’s city, some really had nowhere else to go, but some were already prepared to sacrifice themselves.
They only hope their sacrifice can protect relatives and friends living in other cities.
So even if the secret is revealed, they believe everyone will just feel a bit sad, then accept the fact that death is inevitable.
Exposing the secret isn’t a big deal.
Jiang Che—in their eyes—is just someone whose power soared in a short time; someone like that is simply too lacking in battle value.
He’s twelfth rank, Jiang Che is thirteenth rank—he feels fully capable of challenging Jiang Che across ranks.
"If I kill him, I’ll have a shot at seizing control over his Dungeon. Swallowing someone else’s can fail, but we’ve lost so much already fighting the evil spirits, losing me wouldn’t matter." Liu Mang stared unwaveringly at the lounge where Jiang Che rested.
"Drop this idea." Leng Feng shook his head, watching his student.
"Teacher has no feelings for him—won’t be afraid of him just because of some so-called evil spirit wife." Leng Feng said seriously.
Now that the population of his Dungeon is all absorbed, he feels he might be able to go toe-to-toe with the SSS Lord.
"Because you truly aren’t his match." Leng Feng sighed.
Who isn’t jealous of Jiang Che’s Dungeon?
Even Flying Tiger Dad and Flying Eagle’s Dungeons have plenty of eyes watching them.
Some unclaimed Dungeons have already seen their ownership replaced.
When replacement happened, the people living below said nothing, and would even guide the invaders in.
Dungeons without a master are forever more dangerous than those with one.
But so far, no one has tried anything with Flying Eagle’s Dungeon.
Though Flying Eagle did clear out some people himself, he’s still alive and well.
"His power now—maybe I’m not his match either." Leng Feng said, his eyes flashing with a trace of confusion.
When he saw Jiang Che just now, he actually sensed a hint of danger.
It’s a kind of battle intuition you get after reaching high rank—thanks to this sense of danger, he’s avoided many crises.
But now, he even felt that dangerous aura from Jiang Che’s body.
"I’m not his match? Teacher, you taught me yourself, my battle skills are top notch."
"Worst case, I’ll die with him—and let my other juniors inherit his Dungeon."
"Teacher, I’m already ready to sacrifice myself."
"Kill him, then kill Flying Eagle, and we’ll have three Dungeons in hand." A hint of viciousness flashed in Liu Mang’s eyes.
"Don’t show up in front of him later. You have murder in your heart—it’s impossible to hide." Leng Feng shook his head, rejecting his proposal.
"Honestly, if we really fight, maybe I can’t beat him without using my ace." Leng Feng lowered his voice, letting out a quiet laugh.
"?" Liu Mang was stunned. He knew his teacher never lied about these things; here, they were all insiders, there was no need to deceive him.
"Teacher, you can’t beat him either?"
"Yeah. Hard to imagine, right? I didn’t expect it either." He said this as he headed for the lounge.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Just after entering, he saw the person he’d arranged in the lounge was smiling seductively and mixing a drink for Jiang Che.