Chapter Index

    “Mischief maker.”

    Using various professions to create corresponding mischief.

    “–This entry ignores all defenses, races, spells, talents, and power levels of the target.”

    Completely unassailable!

    This is why it’s called dark gold.

    “Let’s dance, it’s a jig-along!”

    Shen Ye shouted, walked up to the man, and turned his back to him.

    Mischief: The Bunny Hop!

    A flicker of fear crossed the man’s eyes, and he immediately placed his hands on Shen Ye’s shoulders, singing along:

    “Jig-along!”

    He fearfully followed the command of the dark gold entry, joining Shen Ye in the bunny hop.

    Oh, wow.

    This guy knows his stuff!

    Shen Ye paused slightly.

    Usually, in this situation, Big Skeleton would jump out and deal with the opponent directly.

    But Big Skeleton was off studying at the moment.

    “Earth Demon Beast!”

    Shen Ye called out in his mind.

    –The Earth Demon Beast was still slumbering on the Immortal Kingdom Stele!

    It seemed to be in a critical stage of evolution, still deeply asleep and showing no signs of waking.

    Then.

    Open the door to Twilight Star?

    No, the door ability was still recovering.

    “Who are you, coming to provoke me?!”

    Shen Ye continued to sing.

    “I am from the ‘Practical Training Layer’, and who are you?!” The other party sang back.

    The two continued to advance, kicking their legs.

    The man tried to jump, wanting to bring an axe from his back to the front, but failed.

    Shen Ye’s eyebrows twitched.

    Forget it.

    It would only expose his blade techniques.

    “Let’s sing, what song should we sing? A farewell song!”

    As the last word was sung, the Hongying Blade shot out of its sheath, and a frosty white flame ignited on its edge.

    Blade’s power—

    Shazhou Leng, dance—

    Solitary Shazhou Leng.

    In an instant, the entire world became stagnant and slow.

    The long blade slashed vertically from above, cutting a crimson bloodline into the man.

    The man stood motionless, struggling to utter a sentence:

    “Let’s sing… ah…”

    Corpse.

    It split evenly and fell to the ground on both sides.

    The next moment.

    The void suddenly opened.

    Some strange power seemed to surge out, intending to re-adhere the corpse and take it away from this world.

    “No way!” Shen Ye growled.

    But then, frosty white flames suddenly erupted from the corpse, burning it to ashes in an instant, leaving no possibility of resurrection.

    “Solitary Shazhou Leng: potentially fatal attacks will inevitably be fatal.”

    No way to save it!

    This was the inherent lethal power of the Hongying Blade!

    Shen Ye sheathed his blade.

    Outside the door, a furious roar suddenly rang out:

    “You killed him! How dare you kill my subordinate! All of you shall die!”

    Boom—

    A sharp clang of a sword erupted, shattering all the windows and shaking dust from the ceiling.

    Shen Ye only saw Xiao Mengyu rush out of the wooden house like a blur.

    Immediately after.

    All movement outside ceased abruptly.

    Not dead!

    Xiao Mengyu wasn’t dead, and the enemy wasn’t dead either, what was going on?

    Shen Ye didn’t bother to hide his power, rushing out while preparing to unleash his spiritual domain and summon the Immortal Kingdom’s Dharma Idol—

    A shrill, urgent scream suddenly rang out:

    “Such swordsmanship!”

    By this time, Shen Ye had rushed out of the wooden house and immediately saw the astonishing scene.

    Xiao Mengyu’s longsword pierced through the chest of a burly middle-aged man, seemingly about to dismember him, but endless blank spiritual domains descended, enveloping the middle-aged man.

    The two were in a stalemate!

    Could it be—

    Shen Ye’s expression changed.

    If he were to use “We’ll meet under the moonlight at Yaochi” now, it might drag Xiao Mengyu along with him into the destructive side of the Immortal Kingdom.

    Because her sword was still in the enemy’s chest, she might not let go!

    “Come on, let’s have more fun!”

    Shen Ye shouted.

    The burly man on the opposite side simultaneously spoke: “The spiritual domain protects me, activate this ‘Name’—”

    “King of the Ocean!”

    A faint light expanded in an instant, appearing as small characters:

    “You both activated ‘Name’.”

    “Your battle ‘Names’ are both of Dark Gold rank.”

    “Entering the spiritual domain battle now.”

    Rumble rumble rumble—

    The world trembled incessantly, turning into endless blankness.

    Shen Ye and Xiao Mengyu simultaneously appeared on a dilapidated wooden boat.

    As for the middle-aged man, he was pressed against Shen Ye’s back, his hands on Shen Ye’s shoulders, ready to sing and dance at any moment.

    Shen Ye ignored the değişen surroundings and immediately spoke:

    “Sing with me!”

    “Sing with you!” the middle-aged man sang with a sneer.

    Swish—

    A flash of blade light, like passing through an illusion, directly pierced through the middle-aged man’s body, completely failing to strike him.

    A faint light appeared as small characters:

    “Being both Dark Gold entries, the spiritual domain powers they triggered are evenly matched.”

    “Under the witness of the spiritual domain, you have entered a life-and-death battle for the current entry.”

    “This battle only allows the use of the current Dark Gold entry.”

    “If victorious under these conditions, the winner will acquire the opponent’s entry as a trophy!”

    All the small characters disappeared.

    The middle-aged man burst into laughter, “Hahahaha! You actually possess an unparalleled ‘Name’ as well, it will soon be mine!”

    Xiao Mengyu rushed forward, attacking repeatedly, but couldn’t hit her opponent at all.

    Splash—

    A giant wave rose up, crashing towards the large boat.

    “Don’t let the boat sink! If the boat sinks, it means we’ve been defeated by him, and the outcome is death!”

    Xiao Mengyu shouted loudly.

    In terms of knowledge, having been raised in a large family since childhood, she was more learned and profound than Song Yinchen, who had always been confined to a private courtyard.

    Shen Ye also felt a premonition of something bad.

    But he was still performing the “Bunny Hop,” and if he stopped now, wouldn’t that be equivalent to giving up control over the other party?

    If the other party broke free from control and was immune to all attacks—

    The situation would be even more perilous!

    Xiao Mengyu saw his hesitation and whispered:

    “I’ll deal with the giant waves!”

    She took up a sword stance on the spot, took a deep breath, her gaze as deep as an ancient pool.

    Behind her, rotating seven stars quietly appeared in the void, resembling the double edges of a long sword, constantly changing.

    The Dharma Idol unfolded—Seven Star Sword Palace!

    Surging Dharma Idol power flowed into the Luoshen Sword, causing the sword’s edge to erupt with a resonating sound.

    The power of the long sword: “Beauty” had been activated!

    —Every sword strike could be an aerial slash, and its power would not diminish.

    “Little girl, watch out for the wind and waves!”

    Shen Ye sang.

    Giant waves covered the sky, crashing down.

    The long sword was drawn—

    —Ancient Sword Style: Universe Edge.

    One sword transformed into countless swords, filling the void, cutting down the flying waves against the wind.

    Boom!

    A strong wind rose.

    The boundless giant waves were chopped into a sky-filling mist, carried away by the sword wind.

    “Hahahaha, excellent swordsmanship! No wonder you could hit me!”

    “But I am the King of the Ocean, and endless giant waves will keep striking you until you are completely killed!”

    The middle-aged man burst out laughing.

    Within the spiritual domain.

    The waves were like layers of an army, surging towards the great ship one after another.

    Xiao Mengyu stood at the bow, sword in hand, ready for battle.

    —If it continued like this, they would only be passively beaten.

    How could they win?

    Suddenly.

    Shen Ye kicked the man away and said:

    “Friend, if you think it’s not exciting enough, then let’s challenge the limits.”

    The man was startled, then couldn’t help but laugh wildly:

    “Hahahaha, you fool, you actually abandoned the power of ‘Name’? Then you’re as good as dead!”

    He was about to form a hand seal, but suddenly stopped, looking around warily.

    The entire world fell into a moment of dead silence.

    —Even the endless surging giant waves in the spiritual domain became silent in an instant.

    Something inexplicable had happened.

    “What… did you do?”

    The man asked warily.

    A hint of killing intent flashed in Shen Ye’s eyes, but he didn’t respond.

    Now.

    He possessed the Singing Girl and Underworld Spirit Envoy professions.

    Under the “Mischief Maker” entry—

    When the Singing Girl appeared, the enemy would be forced to do the bunny hop.

    But it was only forced dancing; this mischief itself couldn’t kill anyone!

    —The Singing Girl was, after all, just a support profession.

    Then.

    What about the Underworld Spirit Envoy?

    The Immortal Kingdom’s rudimentary professions, “Night Wanderer” and “Bladesman,” merged to form the Underworld Scout.

    The Underworld Scout then underwent another high-level advancement to become the Underworld Spirit Envoy.

    —The Underworld Spirit Envoy was a combat profession!

    Lines of faint small characters rapidly appeared:

    “Mischief maker activated again.”

    “You, the entry, and the profession must work together to create mischief.”

    “You, the entry, and the skills of the Underworld Spirit Envoy have created a new mischief:”

    “Masked Assassin.”

    “Trigger condition 1: Every time an enemy initiates an attack, and you survive the attack;”

    “Trigger condition 2: Requires at least a six-fold spiritual domain, and the use of ghosts and gods to activate this mischief;”

    “Trigger condition 3: You must cover your face to display the ritualistic sense of mischief;”

    “Description: The enemy will be forcibly nailed to a pillar, and you can randomly draw any object or ghost/god (similar to flipping a coin, picking the side that lands face up) to launch an attack on the enemy.”

    “This mischief has been archived.”

    “Each profession can only create one type of mischief.”

    All the small characters flashed by.

    Amidst deafening roars, the giant waves slowly rose into the sky, like an endless, undulating mountain range.

    The man’s expression changed, and he suddenly jumped up, forming a spell imprint in mid-air, shouting:

    “No matter what else you’re planning, let’s decide the winner!”

    Shen Ye wanted to drag him into the Supreme Immortal Kingdom, but then he remembered that this battle couldn’t use other entries.

    This was a battle between Dark Gold entries!

    —If he used “We’ll meet under the moonlight at Yaochi,” he wouldn’t be able to get the opponent’s Dark Gold entry.

    “Tsk.”

    Shen Ye grabbed the Guanghan Bow and shot out streams of Taiyin arrows with all his might.

    The man stood in mid-air, unmoving, letting the arrows pierce his body.

    “Indeed, an ignorant fellow, the moment you relinquished control over me, the victory was already decided!”

    He waved his hand casually.

    A fire spell immediately charged towards Shen Ye.

    Shen Ye couldn’t dodge this.

    If he dodged, the wooden boat would suffer.

    He had no choice but to continuously shoot Taiyin arrows, and then wield the Hongying Blade to completely resolve the flames.

    “That was just an appetizer, now for the main course.”

    The man snorted, and with a flick of his wrist, a spell was cast.

    Boom!

    The giant wave in mid-air transformed into a dragon, opening its fanged mouth and diving straight down towards the wooden boat below.

    Xiao Mengyu changed to holding her sword with both hands, took a deep breath, and the Dharma Idol behind her became increasingly clear.

    At this very instant—

    Shen Ye suddenly did something no one had expected.

    He abruptly tore open his black shirt and covered his head with the cloth.

    In an instant.

    The man disappeared from the sky, then suddenly reappeared on the deck, tightly bound to a metal pillar by black iron chains.

    “What is this!”

    The man cried out.

    He looked at Shen Ye opposite him and couldn’t help but shout, “No, you clearly dissolved that entry—why can the entry still activate different skills?”

    Shen Ye didn’t answer.

    Lines of faint small characters quietly appeared before his eyes:

    “You were attacked by the opponent’s fire spell, trigger condition 1 activated.”

    “You’ve reached the six-fold spiritual domain, trigger condition 2 activated.”

    “You covered your face, trigger condition 3 activated.”

    “Mischief: Masked Assassin is now effective!”

    “Random draw is effective, please draw an object or ghost/god for this battle!”

    Shen Ye reached out and drew—

    A shrill scream erupted from the void.

    Immediately after.

    A cloud of black mist emerged, which Shen Ye tightly grasped.

    This black mist was so dense and ominous that it was impossible to see what was within it.

    At this moment.

    Shen Ye’s head was covered by the black cloth, and he held a mysterious black mist in his hand, looking utterly eerie.

    He took step by step tentatively, slowly feeling his way to the pillar.

    The black mist was raised high—

    Slash!

    “Ah ah ah ah ah!” The man screamed in extreme terror.

    The black mist suddenly dispersed.

    Just before the strike, the secret was finally revealed!

    What Shen Ye held in his hand was actually a feather!

    A feather among all things!

    The feather gently brushed the man’s face, unable to harm him in the slightest.

    In fact, the feather was so long that it tickled his nose, making him sneeze loudly.

    The battle ended!

    The pillar and chains disappeared, and the man regained his freedom.

    “Hahahaha! Are you here to be funny?!”

    The man recovered from his fright and burst into a fit of laughter.

    Shen Ye ignored him, instead flying back until he was next to Xiao Mengyu.

    —The overwhelming giant wave surged towards Xiao Mengyu!

    Xiao Mengyu drew her sword.

    Shen Ye drew his blade.

    Sword light and blade shadow, soaring into the sky.

    Rumble rumble—

    A thunderous explosion shook the heavens and the earth!

    Water mist filled the sky!

    A faint light quietly appeared, forming words:

    “You were attacked by the enemy.”

    “Three conditions have been activated.”

    “Mischief: Masked Assassin activated!”

    The man, who had been watching the two deal with the giant waves, took the opportunity to try a sneak attack. However, after only a few steps, he was again bound to a pillar by several chains that appeared out of thin air.

    “Damn it! What exactly is wrong with your entry!”

    The man roared.

    Shen Ye ignored him, instead looking worriedly at Xiao Mengyu.

    “I’m fine.”

    Xiao Mengyu said, pulling out a box and taking out the pill inside, swallowing it in one gulp.

    Pao Pu Pill!

    Below the six-fold spiritual domain, there is a high probability of increasing one level of strength!

    “Why are you eating it now?”

    Shen Ye’s head was covered by the black cloth, and he asked in a muffled voice.

    “Couldn’t bear to.” Xiao Mengyu silently circulated her internal energy, dissolving the medicinal effect, and began to break through to the next higher realm.

    She glanced at Shen Ye, wondering why he had covered his face with the black cloth.

    Shen Ye, however, reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

    The impact of that giant wave just now was truly too strong. After one strike, even Shen Ye’s own meridians and blood vessels were subtly aching.

    He was at the six-fold spiritual domain.

    Xiao Mengyu was only around the three-fold spiritual domain.

    How could she endure it!

    Xiao Mengyu saw his hand reaching out and quickly lowered her head, looking at him with bright eyes as he wiped away the blood.

    Shen Ye withdrew his hand, suddenly turned, and strode towards the man.

    A faint light appeared:

    “Random draw is effective, please draw an object or ghost/god for this battle!”

    He placed his hand in the void, grasped firmly, and once again pulled out a cloud of black mist.

    The sky grew dark.

    The giant wave.

    A even larger giant wave obscured the entire sky, making the wooden boat seem to be beneath a sea abyss.

    Shen Ye, his head covered by the black cloth, walked forward with outstretched hands, fumbling his way to the man.

    The man’s face showed signs of anxiety.

    “What’s in the black mist?”

    He asked, his eyelids twitching unconsciously.

    Shen Ye raised the black mist high, poised to strike.

    In an instant.

    The black mist dissipated, revealing a cluster of vibrant red roses.

    The man couldn’t help but laugh loudly:

    “Hahahaha! That’s hilarious! Are you trying to amuse me?”

    Shen Ye stopped, brought the red rose back to his front, and sniffed it through the black cloth.

    Attacking with this certainly wouldn’t have any effect.

    The sky grew even darker.

    The giant waves had already gathered, about to surge down towards the wooden boat.

    Shen Ye looked up at the sky.

    —This time, the giant waves were stronger than the previous two, and Shen Ye wasn’t confident he could guarantee the wooden boat’s continued existence.

    Xiao Mengyu was also injured.

    It seemed he would have to shield her.

    Shen Ye thought silently, then held the red rose, turned, and walked towards Xiao Mengyu.

    The man behind him laughed wildly:

    “I’ve figured it out, my ‘Name’ is ‘King of the Ocean’, I can say it openly!”

    “But you’ve been afraid to say it, only daring to make me sing and dance, and play these bound-and-scare games—”

    “Your ‘Name’ must be as trashy as you are, like an ignorant stray dog in this chaotic universe, having never seen the world!”

    Shen Ye suddenly stopped.

    Even though the black cloth covered his face, he still turned back to look at the other party.

    Faint small characters appeared frantically:

    “You have presented evidence that you were subjected to personal insults by the opponent: ‘trash’, ‘ignorant stray dog’.”

    “This evidence is successful.”

    “The opponent did indeed verbally attack you.”

    “Trigger condition 1 activated!”

    “Trigger condition 2 activated!”

    “Trigger condition 3 activated!”

    All the small characters radiated a dark gold light.

    Strange…

    Something seemed different.

    Shen Ye put down the red rose and fumbled his way back to the man.

    Just like the previous two times—

    He reached out and drew a cloud of black mist.

    Walk.

    Walk quickly.

    Like a blind man, fumbling, he came before the man.

    The man sighed, saying:

    “I’m such a fool, why did I duel with you like this.”

    “If I had known your ‘Name’ was so trashy, I should have just killed you directly by any means necessary.”

    “After all, I don’t want to be laughed at.”

    As the words fell.

    Shen Ye sensed something.

    The power of the spiritual domain gathered in his hand.

    This time, would he draw from all things?

    Or ghosts and gods?

    If it were a coin toss, Shen Ye already felt that his entry was beginning to exert full force, pushing the probability towards the direction it desired.

    Shen Ye raised his hand high again—

    The black mist quietly dispersed.

    The man’s pupils suddenly widened.

    Bound to the stone pillar and unable to move, he tilted his head back, mouth agape, staring at the object in Shen Ye’s hand with an incomprehensible expression.

    “How could this be…”

    “It should all be ridiculous things, right? Why would there be something like this?”

    The man said, completely dejected.

    A heavy black hammer, five meters long, appeared in Shen Ye’s hand.

    The surface of the heavy hammer trembled incessantly, emitting a faint low hum, like someone softly whispering, chanting a curse with profound malice.

    In the void.

    Faint small characters quickly appeared:

    “Mischief: Masked Assassin successfully activated.”

    “Using this mischief, the nine-fold spiritual domain underworld deity: Dark Death Lord is drawn, and with the six-fold supreme immortal kingdom Dharma Idol boost, it materializes as this dark heavy hammer, named:”

    “The Mud Chapter of Soul and Flesh Torment.”

    “Twelve-fold divine weapon.”

    “Description: When crushing enemies, their souls and flesh will experience the torment of twelve layers of purgatory, taking as long as three thousand years in an instant, and cannot be defended against or stopped by any means.”

    “—Wail, your cries shall be recorded in the symphony of purgatory.”

    Shen Ye, masked, looked up at the giant hammer in his hand.

    This hammer exuded an excited aura; it automatically accumulated power in the void, emitting increasingly powerful fluctuations.

    A metal hammer over five meters long…

    Shen Ye withdrew his gaze, then looked at the man again, slowly retreating over four meters.

    He spoke:

    “Tribute.”

    Tribute?

    The man was baffled, but then shouted:

    “Wait! I admit defeat this time, I won’t pursue the matter of my subordinate’s death. How about we both retreat?”

    Shen Ye chanted: “A fist as big as a sand pot, have you seen it?”

    —Boom!!!

    The giant hammer fell, bursting forth with hundreds of dark light waves in mid-air, astonishingly powerful.

    “You can’t kill me, I am—”

    The man let out a horrifying roar.

    The world fell silent.

    The man was instantly smashed into a bloody pulp, letting out countless screams and wails in an instant.

    It was then that the giant wave in the sky had just swept down.

    Xiao Mengyu gritted her teeth, drew her sword, and met it with full force—

    In an instant.

    The ocean, the wooden boat, the enemy, the giant waves all vanished without a trace.

    The entire spiritual domain retreated.

    Shen Ye and Xiao Mengyu returned to the wilderness outside the small wooden house.

    Rustle rustle rustle…

    It was still raining in the sky.

    A field of corpses.

    —These were all Norton’s loyal followers.

    Fortunately, the enemy had been dealt with by Shen Ye.

    Shen Ye took off the black cloth covering his face, threw it on the ground, and then glanced at Xiao Mengyu.

    Xiao Mengyu waved her hand, indicating that she was fine, but asked:

    “Where’s your hammer?”

    Shen Ye looked down; the giant hammer in his hand had long since disappeared.

    But faint small characters appeared before his eyes:

    “Congratulations.”

    “You have won this battle of ‘Names’ in the spiritual domain.”

    “According to the rules of the spiritual domain, you have acquired the opponent’s Dark Gold entry, specifically described as follows:”

    “King of the Ocean.”

    “Dark Gold Entry (unparalleled).”

    “Description: 1. The enemy will face endless giant waves on the spiritual domain boat. Once the giant waves destroy the wooden boat, the enemy’s life will be directly taken by the spiritual domain.”

    “2. After the entry is activated, only if the enemy attacks you with the power of ‘Name’ will you take damage.”

    “—You jump! I jump too!”

    All the small characters disappeared.

    Dark Gold entry!

    Shen Ye took a deep breath.

    If he hadn’t acquired the “Underworld Spirit Envoy” of the Immortal Kingdom, it would have been very difficult to defeat this “King of the Ocean” with just the Singing Girl and “Mischief Maker.”

    It was very strong!

    A voice suddenly came from inside the wooden house:

    “Peppa, are you still alive?”

    Norton’s voice!

    “Nonsense, my liege, I think we’d better leave quickly, preferably to find a priest to treat your wounds,” Shen Ye said.

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