A World Worth Protecting Chapter 829 - In-Name Disciple?

Chapter 829: In-Name Disciple?

The time taken to teleport wasn’t very long. But to everyone getting teleported away, the process was unforgettable. The feeling of time and s.p.a.ce being elongated and their bodies being disintegrated into numerous particles and then regathered together at the end was enough to make everyone feel uncomfortable. Meanwhile, they couldn’t help but think that if any accident were to occur during that process, their bodies might gain or lose a part after they regathered…

The good thing was, the teleportation power in the masks that the Flame Patriarch gave them was very strong, making it such that those situations didn’t occur. As for w.a.n.g Baole, he didn’t need to worry as much. His body was formed by his essence, so every part was the same. Even if his limbs were turned upside down, he just needed to transmogrify again.

So, compared to others, w.a.n.g Baole, who was one of the last few people to be teleported back, had no stress in his heart. Instead, he was antic.i.p.ating… how many Red Crystals he would receive!

After all… the number of Never-Ending Clan members he killed, directly and indirectly, was immense… Moreover, he also killed a late-stage Spirit Immortal. What made w.a.n.g Baole especially excited was the Never-Ending Clan Planet realm cultivator at the end.

I should probably be given all the credit. I worked so hard. w.a.n.g Baole blinked. After his body was teleported back, he looked around. It was the place that everyone was pulled into before being teleported away. In a place that was foreign, yet somewhat familiar, a large amount of debris floated around.

The debris world was boundless and radiated waves of ancient aura. Moreover, signs of time pa.s.sing were abundantly clear on every piece of debris.

The cosmos was the firmament, and the void was the land. At this moment, on the numerous pieces of debris floating between the cosmos and the void, many silhouettes wearing different masks had already teleported back long ago. When w.a.n.g Baole appeared there, and when the others saw the pig mask he wore, waves of inhaling sounds sounded out uncontrollably.

“It’s the bringer of misfortune!”

“I saw it with my own eyes, he actually killed a late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan member!”

“So it was him… who made this mission have unprecedented changes…”

“The collapse of the planet afterward could be related to this guy. This guy seems like a source of disaster. We should avoid him as much as possible.” Under the sounds of inhalation, the surrounding crowd sent voice transmissions to one another quickly. Probably because they had a common enemy in w.a.n.g Baole, those cultivators got closer.

However, when w.a.n.g Baole’s gaze swept past them, all of them stopped sending voice transmissions unwittingly. Fear and respect appeared in their eyes uncontrollably as well. It was obvious that w.a.n.g Baole’s behavior and killing on the planet had already made them extremely shocked deep in their hearts.

Even the three early-stage Spirit Immortal cultivators among the crowd felt this way. They didn’t feel any disrespect towards w.a.n.g Baole because of their Spirit Immortal cultivation. In reality, they were very clear that someone who could kill a late-stage Spirit Immortal, no matter what methods he used, was already very scary. They also weren’t very confident of winning if they were to battle.

“This guy… can’t only kill his enemies. He can also hurt his own teammates…” After the three Spirit Immortals took a look at one another, they cupped their fists towards w.a.n.g Baole first.

With a sweep of his gaze, w.a.n.g Baole saw that there were only forty or so people left out of the original hundreds of Descenders. He blinked and felt that the mission was way too dangerous. Luckily, he was lucky. If not, he would probably have been in danger too.

After consoling himself and cupping his fists towards the three Spirit Immortals, he suddenly saw the bald bull-masked burly man and let out a laugh.

“So, you’re still alive.”

The body of the bald, burly man shuddered, and he was about to cry. Shuddering, he quickly greeted w.a.n.g Baole ceremoniously and shouted, “Welcome back, Fellow Daoist. I survived this mission because Fellow Daoist helped me. You have my utmost grat.i.tude, please accept my greeting!”

Seeing how the burly man said such shameless words, the other cultivators there all secretly called him shameless while also quickly cupping their fists and speaking in that manner.

They had no other choice since everyone hadn’t returned to where they came from yet. If they offended this bringer of misfortune, they were scared that they wouldn’t be able to return alive. So, it wasn’t wrong to be more respectful towards the pig-masked man.

Seeing how much everyone welcomed him, w.a.n.g Baole was very happy. After letting out a huge laugh, he nodded towards the surrounding crowd and made small talk occasionally. Every time he said something, many would echo their agreement. This made the atmosphere of the small talk very conducive and friendly.

As the crowd was teleported back while having a conversation with w.a.n.g Baole while sucking up to him, the planet which they previously descended upon continued collapsing. Half of that planet had already turned into numerous dust particles that spread into the cosmos. Looking from a distance, the remaining half of the planet seemed like a crescent moon. It exuded a sense of incompleteness and was still slowly disintegrating.

Maybe, the planet’s collapse would only completely end after a long period of time. At that point, the planet would no longer exist in the cosmos.

Even to the giant Never-Ending Clan, such a thing was no longer a minor issue. Although it couldn’t be considered a major issue, it was enough to attract the attention of some higher-ups. After all, they had lost an army, and their Planet realm army commander was so heavily injured that he only had half a head left. At the same time, the planet that they occupied was shattered.

So, a series of investigations and speculation were started immediately and caused quite a stir. At the same time, after watching the whole process, the Flame Patriarch couldn’t help but admit that even all of the previous missions he gave out combined couldn’t match the flas.h.i.+ness of w.a.n.g Baole’s performance.

He’s a talent! The Flame Patriarch spat out the fruit core in his mouth and stared at the screen in front of him while narrowing his eyes slightly. The screen displayed the debris-filled land that w.a.n.g Baole and the others were at.

After deliberating for a short while, he raised his right hand, weaved hand seals, and pointed at the screen in front of him. Instantly, waves appeared on the screen. As the waves spread, a wisp of the Flame Patriarch’s Divine Sense spread out and fused into the waves.

In the next moment, the crowd of people who were conversing pleasantly with one another in the debris-filled land all felt their souls jolt. Even w.a.n.g Baole felt the descent of a wave of immense power.

When everyone, including w.a.n.g Baole, looked, they saw a ray of fiery light descend from the sky and stop in mid-air above everyone. It gathered into a flame silhouette. Although one couldn’t see the appearance of the silhouette clearly, it contained an immense suppressive force. Anyone who took just one look at it would feel a stinging pain in their eyes and feel their soul rumble.

w.a.n.g Baole’s breathing quickened. When he quickly lowered his head, he heard the ancient voice coming from the flame silhouette in the sky.

“You’re all not bad. I’ll now give you Red Crystals based on your performance.”

As the words of the flame silhouette spread, numbers instantly appeared on the masks of the more than forty people present. The observation function in the masks could instantly calculate the rewards they deserved after they returned. So, w.a.n.g Baole quickly felt the number on his mask.

Thirteen thousand Red Crystals? w.a.n.g Baole blinked and felt that it was a tad too few. Although he only needed 300 Red Crystals to buy all of the materials from Xie Haiyang, he felt that he could be considered to have destroyed an entire army on his own this time. He felt that he had pretty much wiped out the entire army from top to bottom.

But, when w.a.n.g Baole saw the others’ masks, he suddenly felt better.

On the masks of the other cultivators, the biggest number… was about 200. And that was for the three Spirit Immortals. As for the rest, the biggest number was around 70 or 80, while the smallest numbers were in the single digits.

Added together, they could hardly compare to him…

They’re way too pitiful. w.a.n.g Baole couldn’t help but cough. As for the cultivators that saw how many Red Crystals he got, they wanted to cry but couldn’t do so. Some of them had partic.i.p.ated in such missions previously and had earned hundreds of Red Crystals. But now, they couldn’t even get 10…

“After getting your Red Crystals, you may leave.” As the silhouette in the sky waved its hands, a large number of Red Crystals instantly flew towards everyone. After they were stored by everyone, they all cupped their fists helplessly towards the silhouette in the sky. Afterwards, their bodies became a blur one after another. When they disappeared, they left their masks behind, which flew towards the flame silhouette in the sky and fused into his body.

“Ah?” w.a.n.g Baole felt that something was amiss. That was because he noticed that everyone in the surroundings had left, but he… was still there. As he muttered in his heart, the calm voice of the flame silhouette in the sky sounded in his ear.

“Young lad, would you be willing to be my in-name disciple?”