Global Descent: 100×Reward

Chapter 213: Substitute Puppet

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“The Underworld and Hell…”

Lin Ye narrowed his eyes and stared at Little White with a burning gaze. “Can you defeat the zombie king, Jiang Chen?”

“Who is this Jiang Chen?”

Little White asked back. When it was born, it did not seem to have heard of this Zombie King.

Was he a rising star?

It was suspicious and added, “If it is an ordinary, lowest level zombie king, I can solve it.

“I am not too sure about this either.” Lin Ye shook his head awkwardly. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Fusheng, whose mouth was curled up. His Universal Pull grabbed the air and sucked him over.

“Lin Ye, what are you doing? Put me down!” Yang Fusheng struggled.

“Let me ask you something.”

Lin Ye smiled and said, “Isn’t your brother a mortal enemy of Jiang Chen? Then you should be clear about his strength, right?”

“What memory do you have? Didn’t I say it already? My brother’s strength is similar to that of old man Zi Yang. That old man Zi Yang is a Perfected Lord who is two realms above Class 9. Jiang Chen has the blessing of divine blood and is similar in strength to my brother. When he unleashes his trump card, he has the combat power of a Perfected Lord.”

At that point, Yang Fusheng cast a sidelong glance at Little White. “Although Little White’s combat strength is strong and he can be considered half a step into the Golden Core realm, he’s still far from being a general. If you’re not afraid of death, you can bring him to hell to find trouble with him.”

“A Zombie King at the Perfected Lord realm shouldn’t be a nobody. It should have had a protagonist’s life providence before right?” Zi Yang interjected.

“Of course. My elder brother and Jiang Chen were both protagonists of the world that they belonged to!” Yang Fusheng said proudly.

“It’s not you, why are you so smug?” Little White snorted, clearly expressing its displeasure. It was strong, alright?

“I was considered half…” Yang Fusheng gritted his teeth.

“You are just an ordinary zombie king. I can beat the shit out of you,” Little White said disdainfully.

“You!” Yang Fusheng was exasperated.

“Alright, go and play at the side.”

With a wave of his hand, Lin Ye sent Yang Fusheng away. He had found out the information he wanted to know. If he continued to let him stay here, he might start a fight with Little White.

“Killing the donkey when it’s done…” Yang Fusheng muttered and ran to see the Balala energy.

“What about Lord Zi Yang? You are so strong. How much power can you display now?” Lin Ye turned to Zi Yang and asked expectantly.

“I might have to disappoint you, Sect Master. I’m only the guardian spirit of the ruin now. In the ruin, I can display the strength of a Perfected Lord but outside the ruin, even in the Underworld and Hell, my strength will drop drastically. Don’t mention killing a zombie king, even I can’t defeat Little White…” Zi Yang smiled bitterly.

“Is the difference that great?” Lin Ye raised his eyebrows, a bit confused by their words.

In his view, although one’s combat ability would be affected by environmental factors, it shouldn’t be that exaggerated.

Zi Yang was almost two realms above that of Little White.

“It’s not big, but extremely big.” Lord Zi Yang sighed faintly. “If I was at my peak, I could defend against more than ten of them, or even dozens of those at the same level. I controlled more than twenty top-notch mechanical beasts back then. Unfortunately, they have all been wiped out since the end of the final battle.”

“Even my corporeal body was destroyed. My Nascent Soul withered and was close to death. In the end, with the help of the previous Sect Master, I gave up on my human destiny and bound my spirit body to the core of the ruin. From then on, I became a guardian spirit that could survive on forever and protect this place.”

“Therefore, my so-called cultivation of a Perfected Lord is only a superficial one. Unless the Sect Leader can guide the enemy into the ruin, perhaps I can fight him.”

“Forget it. I don’t think you guys are reliable.” Lin Ye shook his head, secretly shocked.

He did not expect his subordinates to be so powerful.

Moreover, through his conversation with Little White and the others, he roughly analyzed the combat power rankings after Class 9.

For those practicing the immortal cultivation system.

Above Class 9 were Golden Core True Lords, Nascent Soul Perfected Lords, and Soul Formation Supremacies.

Meanwhile, the tier system for the strength of the zombies was a bit different.

The most trashy, malnourished Zombie King was considered a top Class 9 zombie.

An ordinary, high-level Zombie King had the combat power of a Golden Core.

Special-type Zombie Kings, such as Jiang Chen who has divine blood, have their strength determined according to the amount of divine blood they have.

But even the weakest amongst them had the strength of a Nascent Soul Perfected Lord. The more powerful ones might be Soul Formation Supremacies or even beyond that.

“By the way, do you know what divine blood is? Is it the blood of a true god?” Lin Ye asked again.

Everyone kept mentioning divine blood.

He vaguely remembered that when he angered Jiang Chen, the system had reminded him that Jiang Chen had consumed a small amount of divine blood to increase the difficulty of his zombie wave.

In addition, Lord Zi Yang’s description of the hierarchy of the zombie kings made him interested in the words ‘divine blood’.

“The so-called divine blood is actually the blood of an expert from the Divine Blood Cultivation Civilization. The blood of such an expert has its own special effect and charm. Some can grant powerful strength to their descendants, some can strengthen their divine arts, and some can allow the user to gain various strange abilities…”

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“In short, it can be considered a superb auxiliary treasure to improve one’s combat strength.”

“According to ancient legends, in the Zombie Civilization, the strongest Zombie God born is an incomparably powerful expert from the Divine Blood Cultivation System when he was alive. After his death, his divine body mutated and turned into a zombie. From then on, he became independent of the Three Realms and Six Paths, forming his own system.”

“This person’s identity is mysterious. People only know that he calls himself Zombie God. He has established the Zombie Divine Palace and the Zombie Divine Dynasty in Hell. With zombies as his citizens, he cultivates his own divine path. He is one of the ten pillars of Hell. Now that the Lord of Hell is not around, the early stages of dealing with the human race will be handled by this Zombie God.”

“Zombie Dynasty…” Lin Ye bared his teeth. This Zombie God was quite ambitious.

He glanced at Yang Fusheng from the corner of his eye. This little guy seemed to be very lucky. He had actually gone to the Zombie Divine Palace and obtained the only contract to return to become a human.

However, as for the process, this guy was very tight-lipped. He didn’t say anything no matter how many questions were asked. Whenever he tried, Yang Fusheng would say that he would be punished by the heavens if he were to divulge the secret.

“Sect Master, from what you’re saying, you want to go to Hell recently?” Little White raised its head and asked.

“Not for the time being. Going would be suicide. But I’m interested in the Underworld.” Lin Ye nodded.

He had not thought of it before because he was too weak.

However, with a lackey with a top combat power of Class 9 like Little White, although going to hell would be dangerous, going to the Underworld shouldn’t be a problem.

After all, after understanding how terrifying Hell was, he felt that it was necessary to promote trade with the Underworld races as soon as possible and increase the development of his territory.

Otherwise, if he only relied on opening treasure chests, the development speed would still be too slow and he would not be able to meet the targets set in his heart.

“Sect Master, if it’s possible, I hope you can help Old Zi collect some materials from the Underworld to convert to become a loose immortal, especially a carrier. Once Old Zi successfully converts his cultivation, his combat strength will be restored to its original state, and he will be even stronger than before,” Little White hurriedly said.

“No, no, no. A carrier is too precious. It’s not worth it for an old trash like me, who has been dead for countless years, to be revived with a vessel.” Lord Zi Yang shook his head repeatedly.

“Carrier? Vessel?” Lin Ye raised his eyebrows.

“Sect Master, don’t listen to Little White’s nonsense. Carriers are extremely precious. Each of them is a priceless treasure. Whenever they appear, it will definitely cause a storm of blood. The Underworld’s water is deep. It might not be comparable to hell, but it’s not much inferior either.”

Lord Zi Yang first glared at Little White before turning around and continuing, “If you insist on going down, I suggest that you obtain a substitute puppet and use it to go down.”

“Otherwise, humans are treacherous. In theory, those who are part of the noble families of the underworld were all treacherous people back then.”

“On the surface, they say that they will keep the human race’s heritage, but in fact, they were the first to abandon the human race.”

“Now, after countless years of evolution, some races might have evolved into other bloodlines and can no longer be considered humans.”

“Therefore, unless they are citizens who are loyal to the Sect Master, the older the Underworld clans, the more vigilant you have to be. They cannot be trusted easily.”

“I understand that.” Lin Ye nodded. People were fickle-minded.

This was also the reason why he would rather spend a huge price to make his loyalists bring their loved ones into his territory than recruit high-level soldiers.

As for the vessel that Xiaobai mentioned, he remembered it in his heart.

Although he wanted to ask more, from Lord Zi Yang’s attitude, there was an 80% chance that he would fail.

He could only put this matter aside for now and ask around when he had the strength.

At the mention of substitute puppets, Yang Fusheng chuckled and said, “Lin Ye, if you promise to download a few TBs worth of videos for me, I’ll tell you where to get your substitute puppets.”

“You still dare to talk about conditions. I think you don’t want the tablet anymore.” Lin Ye looked over threateningly.

“You!!!”

Yang Fusheng was so scared that he hid behind him. His face flushed red as he said, “Why are you so stingy? I didn’t watch your videos for nothing. That substitute puppet is a rare treasure. Its value can rank in the top ten of all the treasures in the early stages.”

“I promise I will tell you as soon as you give it to me.”

“Fine, fine, tell me,” Lin Ye said impatiently.

“That’s more like it.” Yang Fusheng was amused when he heard that. He said, “When Big Brother and I snatched a map of a ruin from Jiang Chen, we discovered that inside it are the remnants of the Puppet Demon Sect.”

“A ruin map?” Lin Ye smiled.

He was really getting whatever he needed.

Now that he had Little White as a super fighter, he could get a substitute puppet and go to the underworld.

At that time, he might even be able to enter Hell to bully others.

He immediately took out the map of the ruin he obtained from Yang Tianyou to confirm.

This map was a real one and not a fake one drawn by Song Kuaidi. His consciousness landed on the map.

Sure enough, he found a line of small characters on it.

“Puppet Demon Sect!”

“I didn’t expect Sect Master to have such astonishing luck. Congratulations.” Zi Yang complimented with a face full of shock.

“Such providence!” Zi Yang exclaimed in his heart.

He mainly cultivated the secret technique of mechanical beasts and his supplementary cultivation was in fate and karmic luck. His attainments in the Dao of Karmic Luck was not low.

Over the countless years, he had seen countless peerless geniuses.

However, without any exception, no one could possess such astonishing luck at the early stages of their descent.

His luck could affect reality. How terrifying was that?

Right at this moment, fluctuations sounded from nearby.

“Hm?”

Lin Ye’s gaze revealed surprise. “Let’s go!”