Chapter 616 - 597: Just Likes Fatties

The moment Wang Meng saw Fatty Bai, he smiled. He was just here to watch the show and see if there was any loot to be had, but he never expected to run into Fatty Bai.

When Fatty Bai charged out, the smile vanished from Wang Meng’s face. His gaze locked onto the Third Transformation Peak Taiyuan Demon Spirit. ’That thing is a real treasure.’ The strongest Bone Demons and Demon Spirits wandering the periphery were only at this level, probably very close to the Ninth Grade.

Old Horse, however, took a rather heartless step back, its horse lips curling into a grin. This time, at least, it wouldn’t have to do the dangerous work of being bait. It stared at the Taiyuan Demon Spirit as if looking at something already dead... Hmm? ’Why does this Taiyuan Demon Spirit look so familiar?’

HISS!

Old Horse let out a roar.

Wang Meng turned his head. "Are you saying this is that Taiyuan Demon Spirit we failed to catch the first time?"

Old Horse nodded.

So it turned out this Taiyuan Demon Spirit had settled on Yima Mountain because of a mess Master Wang had made. To think a monster like this had intelligence—it had most likely been frightened off by his Primordial Spirit.

Fatty Bai roared wildly and his power erupted. At that very moment, the barrier to the Fifth Layer of the Profound Wheel, which he had long been unable to break through, actually began to loosen. In this crucial moment between life and death, he had found the opportunity for a breakthrough!

But even at the Sixth Layer of the Profound Wheel, there was no way he could be a match for a Third-Transformation Demon Spirit. However, if he could just hold it off for a few more moments, it would give the others a better chance!

The decision to sacrifice oneself for others was not an easy one to make, but Fatty Bai had thrown all caution to the wind. He was the last one left in the Bai Family. He’d had enough of the contemptuous looks back in Wang City. If this venture into the mountains failed again, even if he managed to escape with his life, he wouldn’t have the face to stay in Wang City. At least, by dying a spectacular death like this, he would have enough face to meet his ancestors in the underworld. He, Fatty Bai, would have died in battle, not from exhaustion on a woman’s belly!

The Taiyuan Demon Spirit was smiling...

Fatty Bai’s vision blurred, and he saw the Taiyuan Demon Spirit suddenly split into three shadows. In an instant, the shadows inflated like balloons, becoming three more identical Taiyuan Demon Spirits!

This sudden change made the charging crowd freeze in their tracks. Facing one Taiyuan Demon Spirit, they had dared to risk their lives. But with three more appearing out of nowhere... even if they wanted to fight, their subconscious instinct was to run!

Their only asset in holding down the Taiyuan Demon Spirit was their do-or-die, forward-charging momentum. With this hesitation, their momentum was gone. Their united will crumbled, turning them into a heap of loose sand.

The Taiyuan Demon Spirit let out a strange "JIE JIE" cackle. The three clones it had created were not illusions, but real. However, their power was only at the First Transformation First Grade level—they were just paper tigers with an impressive aura.

But this move had always been unfailingly effective, and the current situation was no different.

A scarlet tongue snaked out from the Taiyuan Demon Spirit’s mouth. It was time to reap...

Fatty Bai was so furious his hair could have lifted his hat. He was the only one who hadn’t stopped, the only one still charging forward!

"KILL..."

The Taiyuan Demon Spirit locked onto him first.

A sharp Demon Claw extended from under its belly. This was a vicious claw that could shatter even the hardest skull of a Bone Demon with a single swipe.

Fatty Bai knew he would die in a single exchange, but he didn’t shrink back in the slightest!

"DIE!"

Roaring, Fatty Bai violently unleashed a technique!

The Bai Family’s ultimate technique—Star-cutting Array Breaking!

Water Element True Yuan Power erupted from Fatty Bai’s body!

You really couldn’t tell, but the fatty actually had some skill. The decadence he’d shown at the tavern was completely gone.

Faced with such a desperate attack, the Taiyuan Demon Spirit merely watched with cold eyes, unmoving. ’Pathetic human, pathetic power...’

With a single tear of its Demon Claw, Fatty Bai’s True Essence Power was pierced and split apart!

Completely ineffective!

But Fatty Bai had long anticipated this. Even with his recent breakthrough, his opponent was a Third-Transformation Demon Spirit! Fatty Bai’s strength was that he never got cocky.

With a "lazy donkey’s roll," Fatty Bai dodged the Demon Claw and tumbled to the Demon Spirit’s left. The next step was to grab the Demon Spirit and detonate his True Essence! Though it wouldn’t kill the Demon Spirit, it would at least slow it down. Fatty Bai had planned it out: he would focus the True Essence explosion on the Demon Spirit’s legs to at least reduce its speed a little...

"ROAR! Go to hell!"

Closing his eyes, Fatty Bai threw himself forward. In that moment, he thought of nothing. There was only death. His only regret was that after he died, he would never be able to eat again.

BOOM...

Suddenly, a streak of crimson fire, a step faster than him, slammed into the Taiyuan Demon Spirit!

A man and a horse descended from the sky, looking down at the sprawled-out Fatty Bai.

The rider was no prince, and the horse was just a scruffy, short-haired grey steed, but the Demon Spirit was startled.

"Brother Bai, what a coincidence. I run into you everywhere."

Fatty Bai’s eyes shot open in surprise. He saw the Taiyuan Demon Spirit hiss in pain and leap to the side, facing whatever was behind him as if confronting a formidable enemy.

Turning his head, Fatty Bai’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull. Maybe it was the shock of his near-death experience, but the fatty actually managed a laugh. "Looks like we’re both cursed by the god of misfortune, always running into trouble together."

The Third-Transformation Demon Spirit was already charging at Wang Meng. Fatty Bai’s expression changed drastically, and he pointed behind Wang Meng, but it was too late.

Wang Meng just smiled calmly. He channeled his Elemental Power, and the ring on his hand flashed with red light. A True Essence Beast in the shape of a Firebird flew into the air, its two pairs of fiery wings radiating intense Fire Element True Essence.

Fatty Bai’s eyes went wide. "A Third-Transformation Red Melt Bird!"

The Red Melt Bird cried out, beat its wings, and merged with Wang Meng. A sword from one of the other cultivators landed in Wang Meng’s hand. "Let me borrow this."

The moment Wang Meng gripped the sword, Fatty Bai felt as if he was looking at a completely different person. By now, the Third-Transformation Demon Spirit had arrived.

With a sword in hand, the world is mine!

SHING...

A dazzling flash of sword light streaked past. The brilliant glare was so intense that even Old Horse’s pupils contracted for a moment.

By the time everyone came to their senses, the Demon Spirit had already dissipated.

The dozen or so remaining Bai Family disciples stared at Wang Meng, dumbfounded. They didn’t know this person, but the power and aura he displayed...

Fatty Bai scrambled up from the ground, looking at Wang Meng as if he’d never met him before. "Are... are you really Wang Meng?"

Wang Meng smiled. "The one and only."

Fatty Bai still couldn’t believe it. With his level of strength, he couldn’t gauge Wang Meng’s depth at all. The number of people in all of Wang City who could so effortlessly kill a Third-Transformation Demon Spirit could be counted on one hand.

And that person definitely shouldn’t be Wang Meng!

Perhaps sensing Fatty Bai’s confusion, Wang Meng gave a slight smile. "There’s a bit of an inside story. As you know, the Wang Family is rather complicated."

Fatty Bai nodded heavily. "Don’t worry. These are all my Bai Family’s most loyal disciples. They won’t say a word."

The others looked at Wang Meng with pure worship and awe. Besides, the man had just saved their lives.

"We shouldn’t stay here any longer. Let’s go," Wang Meng said, frowning slightly. The Spirit Containing Ring had cracked. It was one he had just picked up somewhere; it seemed the quality was poor after all. ’I’ll have to make one myself. Without a Spirit Containing Ring, running into monsters like this will be troublesome.’

They could finally go back. Out of a team of ninety-eight, only eleven of them remained. But as long as they made it back alive, the Bai Family’s haul from this trip would be enormous. More importantly, it proved the Bai Family still had strength. No one could even think of driving the Bai Family out of Wang City.

Fatty Bai had mobilized everyone in the Bai Family and even spent money to hire some cultivators to form this do-or-die team. Sometimes, a desperate counterattack really could snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.

But...

Fatty Bai knew very well that if it weren’t for Wang Meng this time, he would be dead for sure. Even if he survived by a fluke, could the Bai Family withstand the Kun Family and the other powers watching them like tigers?

He had no confidence at all. But when he looked at Wang Meng, Fatty Bai knew that this man right here was his savior.

Fatty Bai took a deep breath. "Everyone, go on ahead. I have something to discuss with Wang Meng."

The group walked some distance away, finally leaving the dangerous area. The survivors were undoubtedly in high spirits. They were all disciples of the Bai Family, and it seemed they could see the hope of their family’s rebirth.

Only Wang Meng and Fatty Bai remained, along with Old Horse, of course, who was leaning against a tree scratching an itch out of boredom.

With a THUMP, Fatty Bai dropped to his knees. Wang Meng quickly helped him up. "Fatty, what are you doing!"

"Please save the Bai Family!" Fatty Bai said in a heavy voice. "When my parents were still alive, all I did was eat, drink, play, and fool around, thinking life would be like that forever. Now everything’s gone. I know this whole thing was a conspiracy. I want revenge. I can’t just stand by helplessly and watch the Bai Family fall. I know I don’t have much to offer you, but I hope you can help me. I’ll agree to any condition!"

Only Wang Meng’s power, and his background, could save the Bai Family. Moreover, Fatty Bai believed that Wang Meng’s stay in Wang City was just a temporary measure. A hidden dragon soaring from the abyss—it was only a matter of time.

Although Fatty Bai was a lazy layabout, he had a good eye. The power behind Wang Meng’s last sword strike was something no ordinary person could achieve. This was a true master.

Wang Meng pulled Fatty Bai to his feet and smiled. "I used to have a brother. He was fat, too. He could ask me to do anything, just by opening his mouth. From now on, you can be like that, too."

Fatty Bai stared blankly at Wang Meng. He had seen many people, especially during the Bai Family’s decline. He had learned what human nature was. People were such strange creatures. One moment they could be calling you brother, and the next they’d kick you to the curb. Growing up happens in the blink of an eye.

But what he saw in Wang Meng’s eyes was trust. It was strange. That gaze made him want to believe. ’Can I trust this person?’

’Fuck it. What am I even worth? Other than this blubber, I’ve got nothing of value. Even if I get sold out, I’ll just accept it!’

Old Horse, standing to the side, was thoroughly disdainful of this so-called friendship. It snorted a few times at the tree trunk. The well-traveled Old Horse knew full well how cunning and sinister Human Cultivators were. And this current temporary partner was also shrouded in secrets, definitely not someone easy to deal with.

’That naive fatty, getting on board so easily.’

Watching the tearfully grateful fatty, Old Horse once again looked down on human naivety. Although it was very wary of Wang Meng, after spending this time together, it had discovered that being with Wang Meng always came with benefits. A man with secrets and a horse with secrets could still reach some kind of compromise and tacit understanding. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)