High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 688: Chapter 456: The Forgotten True Intent, the Opportunity to Break Through Martial Intent, Black and White Double Killers!

However, on both occasions, the Master of Black Fog did not intervene, and it’s unlikely that the Master of Black Fog is so kind-hearted.

So there’s only one explanation.

That guy couldn’t do it; the reach of the Master of Black Fog doesn’t extend to this land.

Even so, Su Mu actually had doubts in his heart.

Since the Master of Black Fog cannot meddle with this land, why hasn’t a ’Human Great Sage’-like supreme strong figure emerged from the Alien Race Interface?

Why has no one among the Alien Race mastered the true mental realm?

Su Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly, envisioning the final strike of the Overlord Blade Martial Saint before his death. How terrifying that true spear intent was; even the Fixed Star Immortal Body struggled to resist.

If an Alien Race Demon God mastered the true martial intent, how could the Eight Great Kingdoms coexist? They should have unified all directions long ago.

"Perhaps mastering the mental realm has other restrictions..."

This was the only reasonable explanation Su Mu could think of at the moment, as his thoughts returned.

In any case, though his Qi and Blood and Spiritual Power were exhausted, his martial momentum was not greatly restricted, making it a perfect opportunity to hone his martial momentum.

But if he rashly sought to kill an Alien Race strong figure, it would surely cause a big disturbance, perhaps even alerting the Demon God prematurely.

Things differed with Yuri. Over these days, Su Mu had gained a deeper understanding of Yuri, the Alien Race Duobao Maiden. She was somewhat like himself; at least she wasn’t a reckless person, acting cautiously and thinking things through thoroughly and meticulously.

By cooperating with such a clever person, he could simply focus on wielding his saber.

This time, he wasn’t afraid of being used by Yuri. Rather, he hoped Yuri would leverage his saber more, whether for revenge or with hidden motives to remove dissenters.

As long as he could uncover more Alien Race strong figures, allowing him to warm up a few more times, he could thereby gain more insights.

Moreover, these were all Alien Race strong figures; Su Mu would have no psychological burden slaughtering one more than necessary.

Yuri stared straight at Su Mu, but she couldn’t see anything she wanted from his imperturbable face.

"Alright, since you want to hear, I’ll tell you."

"I’ve already sent people to investigate, but most of those people don’t come from the same faction..." Upon saying this, Yuri observed Su Mu’s expression. Since she couldn’t discern someone’s thoughts, she decided to test directly.

In Yuri’s view, with Lin Peng’s cleverness, her words were unlikely to deceive him.

However, Su Mu showed an indifferent attitude, appearing to listen with rapt attention.

"I speculate that the first group among them is right here in the Roy Kingdom, probably from Count Fasi’s lineage..."

"I only care about killing, but I want eighty percent of the battle spoils. Moreover, I need you to help me convert some battle spoils into high-quality Barbaric Beast Blood Cores."

So that’s it; is it to obtain cultivation resources through killing in a short time to restore strength as much as possible?

As for the battle spoils, eighty percent is eighty percent; after all, as long as the other party becomes a corpse, it’s fine.

And if Su Mu makes a move, others would also be less likely to suspect her.

Yuri believed she had guessed Lin Peng’s intentions, thus relaxing a bit. Indeed, she was similar to Su Mu, not one to be indecisive and quickly made a decision.

"Alright, happy cooperation."

...

The next morning, a carriage arrived at the Amber City Suburbs, with Yuri herself driving, wearing a white fox mask.

Yuri originally planned to bring a few people, but Su Mu refused. She thought less people involved meant fewer people knowing, which would make exposure less likely, so she agreed.

"Need a saber? There are two titulary intermediate war gods serving Count Fasi." Yuri’s hand flashed with a bloody light, and a blood-red long saber appeared—it was a Blood Soldier.

"No, but I wouldn’t say no to it either."

Su Mu reached out to take the long saber; how could he not accept a Blood Soldier that was sent to him?

"Consider this Blood Soldier as payment for this transaction," Yuri said, biting her lip slightly. After they made the agreement, she thought it over and felt something was off. If she didn’t give something, she wouldn’t be at ease.

These days, she had been observing Lin Peng, observing every aspect, from Pierce, the royal descendant expelled by Ray, to Xiaoluo, the Alien Race civilian, to the Seventh Prince Tianyun Xiaomo.

In any case, she judged Lin Peng to be someone that yields to kindness rather than force, and who repays kindness and revenge, often with multiple times in return. Seeing Su Mu accept the Blood Soldier, she felt somewhat relieved.

"Today at noon, Count Fasi will be going out of the city. He is secretly forging battle armor and training soldiers outside the city... At that time, he will pass through that swamp. Apart from those two tributors, there will likely be another ten people with him. These ten have cultivated a battle array; their coordination allows them to rival ordinary intermediate war gods..."

Yuri’s intelligence was exceedingly detailed, and hearing this, Su Mu was somewhat surprised. It was unclear whether Yuri had long planned to deal with these people or if the intelligence network of the Alien Race Alliance was too strong.

At noon, under the sky, a demonic blood sun burned, casting a bloody glow across the land.

Several luxurious carriages sped through the Amber City Suburbs.

At a certain moment, birds took flight in the forest.

"Count, there is someone ahead."

"How many people?"

"One person."

"One person? Kill them..."

Before he could finish his words, Count Fasi’s previously calm and unhurried expression abruptly changed. He suddenly sensed an unprecedented force field erupt from the two tributors beside him.

These two tributors were left to him by his father, considered almost like family by Count Fasi, having watched him grow up.

The two tributors had killed countless formidable adversaries for Count Fasi, and he had immense confidence in their strength.

But at this moment, he panicked.