Chapter 150: Turmoil

Death Row Paradise Jin Shouziming 1859 words 2026-03-30 07:39:57

"Y-Y-Y-Y-You..."

The pale-faced death row inmate trembled violently, the fox-like whiskers on his cheeks twitching incessantly.

"Relax, relax, just an S-class. Don't be afraid. Still lower than yours, so you still have a chance to struggle," Mu You said with a modest yet forced smile.

"How... how could this be?" The pale-faced inmate's pupils constricted and dilated, the scene before him completely defying his understanding.

Rank A Great Completion, killing four death row inmates of equal strength—that wasn't even the most terrifying part. What was most unbelievable was Mu You's terrifying method of killing; it was practically trading life for life!

His previous attack was undoubtedly fatal. Even with the blessing of three Sacred Words, his own attack also carried the destructive power of two complete-level Sacred Words. Yet looking at the boy's wounds now, the bone-deep injuries were writhing as they healed, his lower abdomen and chest gradually flattening back to pristine condition without a single trace left.

What level was his Meridian-Severing Soul Art to grant the host's body such a terrifyingly domineering recovery ability!

By now, S-class pressure was emanating from the boy's body. The illusory phantoms surrounding the pale-faced inmate shattered instantly, and he collapsed to his knees, his face filled with an indescribable terror.

"I... I lose."

Before the S-class high-tier death row inmate could finish speaking, he felt his vision go dark. A figure flashed instantly in front of him, and his skull was pierced through by the Phoenix Feather in a flash. Rich soul energy flowed along the wings into Mu You's body.

The death row inmate's corpse collapsed limply. From beginning to end, Mu You did not even glance at him again.

"Brother Mu You..."

An Ruoxiang's complexion was weak, yet she still softly called out to Mu You. Mu You's previous choice had been far too reckless, but everyone knew he was doing it for their own good; lacking strength would only bring more trouble.

"Stay right where you are and don't move."

After his breakthrough, Mu You's voice was slightly chilling. The group immediately halted their steps forward, looking at Mu You's back and feeling that something was amiss.

"Brother Mu You, what's wrong with you?"

An Ruohuan also sensed that something was wrong. Mu You's aura at this moment was extremely unstable.

If anyone were to look at Mu You straight on, they would surely notice that his eyes were shifting rapidly between clarity and distraction, while pure blood-ink and pale-black colors periodically flooded his gaze.

"Kill, kill them all!!!!"

Unlike the previous possession, an endless killing intent was surging endlessly within the S-class Mu You. This was a bloodthirsty impulse born alongside his terrifying innate talent and strength. After taking several deep breaths, Mu You's expression finally regained clarity, and only then did he turn around.

"There are still four S-class peak death row inmates out there. I'll go deal with them. You wait here for me, and by the way, digest this information—"

Six streams of blood merged into the glabella of An Ruoxiang, An Ruohuan, Xuan Yao, He Jing, Xu Chen, and Young Master Dian. The news Mu You obtained from the memory fragments of the final death row inmate he absorbed was:

One month from now, the Death Row Paradise would completely open to the outside world. All resources, all entertainment projects, and all consumption models would be fully accessible. Within this month, the Death Row Paradise would thoroughly format all death row inmates, disposing of the useless and dwarfs together. The remaining satisfactory works would be thoroughly brainwashed, just like instructor Nono, and assimilated into all levels of society, henceforth becoming the most loyal slaves of Mohan's rule over Half-Moon Island.

In other words, within this month, the Death Row Paradise would integrate Mu You and these other slaves even more unscrupulously, taking the essence for its own use. A month later, the forces of the Death Row Paradise would emerge to the surface, its minions spreading across every rank. Even more innocent victims would be dragged into the Death Row Paradise, creating an endless, worsening vicious cycle.

This must be completely dismantled before all of this arrives!!

It must be overthrown completely, and reduced to dust!

"Use all your might to improve your strength!! That stream of blood carries my origin imprint. Once you kill death row inmates, seventy percent of their strength will be absorbed into your own. In a short time, your strength will rise to an unimaginably terrifying realm. Grow stronger as fast as you can, I, Mu You, need all of you!!"

After saying this solemnly, Mu You had the six of them absorb the soul essence of the previous S-class high-tier death row inmate, allowing them to break through to the A-class peak one after another. Only then did he take flight, tracking back along the path from his memories.

Those four individuals were quite extraordinary.

The moment Mu You encountered them, he felt that whether in terms of innate attributes, strength, or even temperament, those four were simply incomparable to ordinary death row inmates. What baffled him even more was that these people carried no killing intent whatsoever.

Were they completely uninterested in someone as weak as him? Mu You didn't think so; it felt more like... indulgence.

He had to find them and get a clear answer.

"Yoo-hoo-hoo, that little fellow is back again," Tian Tong yawned lazily, slipping back into a dormant rhythm.

"Talk as if you're so old yourself," Fei Mo teased.

Annoyed, Tian Tong kicked Fei Mo right in the crotch. Seeing this, You Tong immediately stepped in to protect Fei Mo's vital area.

"Ouch, ouch, not bad, Fei Mo. Looks like You Tong has tasted the benefits of Fei Mo's treasures, protecting him like this," Tian Tong instantly shook off drowsiness, perking up with great vigor.

Boom!!

Mu You flapped his wings and descended from the sky.

"Oh for crying out loud, can you not always be so dramatic, flying around like you're destroying the world? Are you annoying or what? Absolute Obedience! Fall down right now!"

The moment You Tong finished speaking, it felt as though heavy objects were pressing down on every part of Mu You's body. His momentum stalled, and he crashed flat onto the ground.

The fall was awkward to the extreme.