Chapter 102: Do You Still Need Me to Step In?

“If he is cultivating the Evil Dragon Scripture...”

Just as Lu Xiu stood helplessly at a loss, a voice suddenly rang out in everyone’s ears.

Lu Xiu had come from a Daoist sect, and he also had a childhood sweetheart he had cherished like moonlight. Not long ago, Zhu Neng had killed her in a gruesome fashion. He had never once thought to connect it to the Evil Dragon Scripture.

He had only assumed that Zhu Neng practiced some wicked art and had murdered the woman he loved.

Only now did he learn that Zhu Neng was actually cultivating the Evil Dragon Scripture.

His eyes instantly turned red. He lifted his head and stared fixedly at Zhu Neng. “You are cultivating the Evil Dragon Scripture.”

The surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar.

One after another, they looked at Zhu Neng with hostile eyes.

And of course, those words had come from Chu Feng.

As for the Evil Dragon Scripture, Chu Feng truly had no intention of meddling.

It was only that when Zhu Neng, through a round of slick and flattering speech, caused his own fortune to rise, his original luck value of ninety-five thousand had unexpectedly jumped straight to one hundred thousand.

Then the system prompt rang out.

“Ding. This system has discovered a new child of fortune, Zhu Neng. Does the host wish to kill him?”

Very well.

It seemed even the system loathed him.

The Evil Dragon Scripture was indeed vicious.

It stripped women of everything: life, magical power, soul, body, blood essence, and fortune.

That was how Zhu Neng’s luck value had reached ninety-five thousand. The speech he had just delivered actually had nothing to do with increasing it; rather, it was the fortune carried by the women he had already stripped bare before.

Unfortunately, because his thoughts had not been fully settled, he had not managed to obtain it all at once.

A few words had even convinced himself of his own slick lies.

Once that fortune was fused into him, his luck naturally rose as well.

Since they had run into such a trash son of fortune, and one who cultivated the Evil Dragon Scripture at that, Chu Feng did not mind making a move.

Lu Xiu was at the late Nascent Soul stage.

Zhu Neng was at the peak Nascent Soul stage.

Upon hearing that someone had exposed his secret, Zhu Neng instantly panicked.

He knew very well that once word got out that he cultivated the Evil Dragon Scripture, being chopped into mincemeat and having his soul blasted to nothing would count as merciful. He might even be stripped of his soul and imprisoned in a soul banner, condemned to a fate worse than death.

Zhu Neng hurriedly said, “Who? I, Zhu Neng, may indeed cultivate evil arts, but I absolutely do not cultivate the Evil Dragon Scripture. This is slander. Do you even know what happens if you falsely accuse me of practicing the Evil Dragon Scripture? Or do we have some grudge? Do you want to get me killed?”

Lu Xiu paid him no mind at all. His expression was ferocious as he gritted his teeth and said, “Zhu Neng, I will ask you once more: are you truly cultivating the Evil Dragon Scripture?”

“If you do not answer, I will take it as your admission. Anyone who cultivates the Evil Dragon Scripture, once discovered, shall be slain by all.”

“Zhu Neng, prepare to die.”

Lu Xiu moved against Zhu Neng at once.

His whisk shook, transforming into countless white filaments that shot toward Zhu Neng in a savage attack.

Zhu Neng was furious beyond reason. He hated the person who had just accused him of cultivating the Evil Dragon Scripture to death, and he hated Lu Xiu as well.

Utterly detestable.

If not for him, Zhu Neng might very well have entered the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace and comprehended the Emperor’s inheritance. But now, after this commotion, he might lose his life here, let alone speak of joining the Prodigy Battle and entering the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace.

With a sweep of his palm, the Blood Hand Seal crashed out.

The Blood Hand Seal was an evil technique at the Divine Transformation level.

Yet he was driving it with the Evil Dragon Scripture.

His Evil Dragon Scripture was far more complete than Fang Yun’s, reaching the level of Great Vehicle and Heavenly Man. The power of the Blood Hand Seal was instantly boosted by a huge margin.

Seeing the two of them fighting, not only did no one step in to help, but quite a few people even began to jeer and cheer them on.

Lu Xiu really did have some skills.

Then again, anyone who could take part in the Prodigy Battle and successfully register for it had to possess at least some ability.

The Prodigy Battle was for those under a thousand years old.

The first test was the registration itself, an assessment of aptitude.

Only those with king-grade upper aptitude were qualified to register successfully.

The second requirement was that one’s combat strength had to far exceed that of peers at the same level.

At the registration site stood a Heavenly Gang Stone, which would react according to each person’s attack power. Only those whose combat strength surpassed their realm could leave an attack mark upon it.

The two of them fought for the better part of an incense stick’s time.

After all, Zhu Neng did not dare be too reckless and expose his evil art too openly, so although his cultivation was higher than Lu Xiu’s, he could not bring out his full strength. As a result, the two were locked in a dead heat.

Neither could do anything to the other.

That made Chu Feng somewhat displeased.

After all that effort, he had given up the chance to prove himself before Jiang Yan just to meddle in their business, and yet they were this unconvincing.

Then again, that did not seem quite right.

Wasn’t Jiang Yan the one who did not believe in his strength?

Wasn’t this the perfect chance?

A crushing strike of the mind was unleashed without hesitation.

This was a technique Chu Feng had mastered after obtaining the complete Great Grade Heaven Immortal Art. Of course, it was also inspired by the Heart Demon Elder. The powerful mental impact erupted instantly.

Zhu Neng, who had been tangled up with Lu Xiu, was suddenly struck by Chu Feng’s attack. His body stiffened, and he could no longer move.

He could only watch as the whisk in Lu Xiu’s hand pierced straight through his body.

Lu Xiu came from Green Ox Temple, one of the first-rate powers in the Eastern Wasteland, far stronger than the Taixuan Dao Sect.

His sect possessed inheritance on the level of a Tribulation Immortal Monarch.

The whisk in his hand was one of Green Ox Temple’s growth-type treasures, the Heaven-Piercing Whisk, and it was his natal weapon. It had already reached the level of late Nascent Soul.

Paired with a set of Heaven-Piercing techniques, it had always been unstoppable.

Unfortunately, against Zhu Neng, it still fell a little short.

In truth, he had only barely managed to hold Zhu Neng to a draw, and he also knew that if Zhu Neng truly was cultivating the Evil Dragon Scripture, then with his current combat power, there was no way he could force out Zhu Neng’s true methods.

Just as he was calculating how to make Zhu Neng reveal himself, he suddenly discovered that Zhu Neng had stopped moving.

He had been killed just like that.

“Could it be that senior from earlier made the move?”

That was the only possibility.

It had been that senior who revealed that Zhu Neng cultivated the Evil Dragon Scripture, though regrettably there had been no proof.

Facing Zhu Neng’s corpse, Lu Xiu’s expression shifted. He struck out with a palm.

Boom.

A thunderous blast echoed out.

From Zhu Neng’s body rose a mass of black mist, thick with an evil, sinister aura.

Seeing that mist, everyone immediately came to their senses.

“That is evil dragon qi. He truly did cultivate the Evil Dragon Scripture!”

“Fellow Daoist Lu Xiu killed him well.”

“Anyone who cultivates the Evil Dragon Scripture is no good. They deserve to die as quickly as possible. We were reminded by that senior just now, and yet we still did not believe it. We nearly let this villain escape.”

In an instant, everyone began condemning Zhu Neng.

Naturally, there was also no shortage of praise for Lu Xiu.

At the same time, a voice rang out from within the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace.

“Lu Xiu exposed an evil cultivator practicing the Evil Dragon Scripture and assisted in killing him. He is hereby rewarded with one opportunity to enter the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace for enlightenment.”

Boom.

This sudden voice sent the whole place into an uproar.

A wave of remorse swept through the crowd.

“Damn it, why did I not notice that evil cultivator Zhu Neng? That was a chance to enter the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace!”

This Prodigy Battle had drawn countless extraordinary talents from the entire Eastern Wasteland.

There were more than a million in total.

Yet fewer than one hundred thousand had succeeded in registering.

In the end, only one hundred people would be selected.