Chapter 160: The Lotus Extermination Task Force

Muyou pondered for a moment, then clicked on the Level 7 link.

There was only one item in the treasure section: a gene unlocking agent valued at 50 million points.

It was the world-known strongest evolution serum!

However, the price was a staggering 50 million points. Muyou bit his tongue for a long time before abruptly hitting the confirm button, then watched with a mixture of regret and excitement as the "Purchased" indicator lit up.

From the afternoon until the next day, Dongguan had run back and forth over a dozen times. Seeing Muyou sitting on a full hundred million points' worth of good stuff, Dongguan was so envious he almost wanted to rob him.

"Meeting is this afternoon, make sure you don't be late."

Before Dongguan could finish speaking, she watched Muyou swallow all the medicinal herbs in one go, bare his arm, and plunge the syringe straight in.

Watching Muyou fall straight down as he collapsed, Dongguan swallowed hard, nervously closed the door, patted her small chest, and secretly sighed at such a fierce and violent way of leveling up!

When Muyou woke up, he stretched his muscles and felt a pleasant surprise. As expected of something that cost 100 million points, he had actually advanced to the mid-stage peak of the SS-rank, just a step away from the high stage of the SS-rank. This method of leveling up just by sleeping was simply insanely awesome!

Glancing at his watch, Muyou vaguely remembered the meeting was at 5 o'clock, but it was already ten past five.

Thinking of Dongguan's kingly gaze of contempt, Muyou bolted out of the door like a flying arrow.

The path was completely deserted, and the underground space was frighteningly vast. Occasionally, a few S-rank death row inmates could be seen, but upon sensing Muyou's SS-rank cultivation, they all stepped aside and gazed in awe at his retreating back.

How young this kid is, yet he already possesses such strength.

When he reached the designated location, he was already half an hour late. Sneaking into the bar, Muyou originally just wanted to find a place to sit down quietly, but who would have thought that dozens of pairs of eyes were suddenly fixed on him. Awkwardly standing up, Muyou had no choice but to face the crowd with a forced smile.

"Hehe, hello everyone."

"Hehe, we are doing just fine, how are you doing?" Dongguan said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"Hehe, I'm doing great."

"Great your mother, and you still dare to be late! How many times have I told you, I was terrified you'd be late! Late, late! The thing I hate most in this world is being late... Wait, you've advanced to the mid-stage SS-rank?! Are you a ghost? How can you level up this fast?!" Dongguan was originally burning with extreme anger, but upon discovering that Muyou's cultivation had increased yet again, she was struck with indescribable shock. It was too terrifying!

The crowd had initially felt somewhat displeased, but once they sensed Muyou's cultivation realm, everyone fell silent. Indeed, strength was the absolute law. For the weak to keep the strong waiting was a crime! For the weak to wait for the strong was an honor!

"Alright, everyone is crystal clear on the purpose of today's meeting, aren't they? The Death Row Festival five days from now will be everyone's nightmare. At that time, the death row inmates will slaughter each other for a whole year, and the ultimate survivor will become the strongest death row inmate of this generation. If luck is on their side, they will obtain the opportunity to break through to the SSS-rank, narrowing down the rankings to the top ten—or rather, leaving only the top ten death row inmates alive."

At this point, Dongguan's expression turned stern. "And the riot plan of our 'Lotus-Slaying Alliance' will be decided based on whether we execute it once the results come out. As long as an SSS-rank death row inmate of this generation emerges from within our organization, we will have a very high probability of escaping the Death Row Paradise and exposing everything here to the public. Therefore—"

As Dongguan said this, almost everyone turned their gazes toward Muyou, who paused slightly and looked somewhat embarrassed.

"——We must select the member with the highest potential for focused cultivation. The SS-rank peak Corpse-Fragrant Snow Lotus is about to form lotus roots, and we will have our most potential-laden member consume it to strive for a breakthrough, making a final sprint for first place. Aside from myself, we have five other SS-rank death row inmates. Speaking with a clear conscience, I can no longer fathom the depth of this kid Muyou's strength; he might very well be the strongest among us. When I say this, the veteran death row inmates among you will certainly be unconvinced, so you are free to have a spar with him and see for yourselves just how deep my assessment goes."

As soon as Dongguan finished speaking, Muyou secretly observed the crowd's expressions and was surprised to find that quite a few people were already showing submissive looks toward Dongguan, with only two SS-rank death row inmates raising their hands to express dissent.

"Big Sister Cangtong, your strength goes without saying, and your Blood Ice Shield has the strongest defense among us all, but this little brother genuinely advises you not to fight him head-on. He actually has... an SS-rank peak Imperial Instrument, and it's even an extreme single-target offensive ancient Imperial Instrument."

Feimo looked toward the crimson-short-haired, curvaceous, and carefree beauty in the center of the crowd, kindly reminding her.

"Really? An SS-rank peak Imperial Instrument? Can I take a look?"

That high-spirited and ambitious young married beauty was shocked, her sharp momentum softening somewhat. If Muyou truly possessed such an Imperial Instrument, her Blood Ice Shield would definitely be unable to withstand it.

Muyou nodded, and the nuclear blast weapon lit up instantly. The upgraded Roman Artillery looked even more imposing and domineering. The moment it appeared, it immediately captured everyone's mesmerized attention.

"So handsome! It really is an SS-rank peak Imperial Instrument! Little brother, I support you."

"Thank you for your support, Elder Sister." Naturally pleased to take the easy way out, Muyou said with honeyed words.

"Hehe, little brother Muyou, it's not that we don't trust you, but we've waited for so long and truly cannot afford any mistakes. This first-place position might look glorious on the surface, but charging at the forefront of a battle royale is actually the most dangerous thing. Therefore, you willingly doing all this for us means we shouldn't doubt you either. However, nothing is absolute; I, Tianmu, would like to test your strength. Without using your Imperial Instrument, I'd like to see your hand-to-hand combat skills, if you don't mind."

At the back of the crowd, a one-eyed, muscular elder brother smiled heartily and sincerely as he spoke to Muyou.

Unexpectedly, Muyou smiled with even more hearty sincerity and agreed, "Alright."

"Hmph, Big Brother Tianmu, you originally excel in close combat. If Muyou doesn't use his Imperial Instrument, wouldn't you be bullying him a bit?" Tuntong deliberately spoke with a displeased tone upon hearing this. With a flash of insight, Muyou silently thanked Tuntong for tipping him off about Tianmu's combat style.

"Hehe, hehe, I'll stop while I'm ahead, I'll stop while I'm ahead," Tianmu laughed, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Muyou shook his head helplessly and followed the crowd to the trial grounds, where the two of them stepped into the center of the arena.

"Tianmu, codename: One-Eye, ability: Blood Materialization."

"Muyou, no codename, ability: unknown, currently undergoing continuous evolution, currently at the Nine-Colored Divine Lotus stage."

As soon as Muyou finished speaking, the onlookers were once again secretly shocked; it was their first time hearing of a talent ability that underwent continuous evolution.

"Hehe, little brother, watch out!"

With that, Tianmu charged toward Muyou like a cannonball. At the same time, his thumb rings slashed across both hands, condensing two blood blades into shape as countless dazzling, chilling blade flowers intertwined to seal off all of Muyou's retreats.

Such formidable strength! Such skilled combat experience—one could tell at a glance that it had been forged through real, hard-fought battles!