52: Chapter 52 The First Country to Perish
Suddenly, a dazzling flash of light streaked across the sky and landed in the Longgu Village square. The figures of Ye Qingxuan and Bai Yuekui abruptly appeared in the empty square.
"Xiao Jiu!" Ye Qingxuan's voice echoed in the air.
Before his words finished falling, Xiao Jiu, who had previously curled up into a ball, abruptly sprang up and transformed back to the size of an ordinary cat at an astonishing speed.
In the blink of an eye, a small, exquisite, and adorable calico kitten stood in front of Ye Qingxuan, continuously letting out cheerful meows: "Meow meow~ The Daoist has finally returned! Where is my roast meat?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled faintly, extended his finger to gently stroke Xiao Jiu's snow-white, soft chin, and felt the delicate touch coming from his fingertips, a trace of affection couldn't help welling up in his heart.
While teasing this little fellow, he took out the food he had prepared long ago from his Storage Ring——
A giant whole roasted sheep that was roasted until it was golden, crispy, and overflowing with fragrance.
It was an entire sheep-type Demonic Beast that had reached the Saint rank level!
This was roasted by Qingling herself when Ye Qingxuan previously took Qingling to play in the Monster Forest.
At that time, Qingling noticed that Xiao Jiu had a special fondness for roast meat, so she specially roasted a few extra portions for unexpected needs. Who would have thought it would actually come in handy now...
In an instant, an extremely rich aroma of roast mutton swept around like an invisible shockwave.
This alluring scent possessed an ultimate attraction, causing the people throughout Longgu Village to put down what they were doing one after another and flock over following the scent.
Saint rank Demonic Beasts were at the Golden Core level. For these Mortals, it was a gap in life levels, and their genes carried a yearning for higher-level life.
"This is a Demonic Beast, you can also taste it, but you cannot eat too much." Ye Qingxuan looked at the crowd swallowing their saliva, especially the little brats like Shanshihui.
"Gurgle." Ye Qingxuan and Bai Yuekui looked over following the sound, and Maiduo covered her belly with some embarrassment.
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, and several strands of Sword Qi appeared, cutting the mutton apart. Each person was allotted a piece, with Bai Yuekui getting a bit more.
"Don't think it's too little. According to your sayings, this sheep's strength during its lifetime was about a Monarch-grade Sustenance-seeker. Only Lay Buddhist Bai can eat a little more, and it's already not bad if the rest of you can taste a bite."
Looking at the crowd whose entire bodies turned red and whose heads were steaming after just one bite, Ye Qingxuan shook his head. "Lay Buddhist Bai, please help look after Xiao Jiu. This poor Daoist needs to go out to handle some matters, and will return in at most one day."
"Hmm??"
——Live broadcast room
"Saint rank Demonic Beast? Isn't that the Golden Core Stage? I wouldn't even dare to imagine this roast meat."
"It's not that strong; its actual strength is about that of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator."
"That could still blast me to death instantly."
"Daoist Ye's pet eats so well, I even want to be a pet."
"That cat is a Holy Spirit, don't be fooled by its appearance. Looking at this situation, scratching a Cultivator who has just entered the Golden Core to death won't be a problem."
Celestial Master Zhang looked at the noisy live broadcast room, then looked at Xiao Jiu. "This is a Holy Spirit? Its Origin has been completed?"
Abbot Kongming thought of something. "It should be that Immortal Master Qingxuan fed it a butian pill!"
"You're quite smart; Qingxuan made the decision to give it one." Master Yuanxin glanced at Abbot Kongming, while secretly thinking in his heart, 'Qingxuan is about to make a move, I just hope you guys won't be too surprised.'
The two simultaneously recited inwardly that humans are inferior to cats. If not for the butian pill, they probably wouldn't even be able to beat Xiao Jiu right now.
Suppressing the bitterness in their hearts, they continued watching the live broadcast.
——National Destiny Space
"What are you going to do?" Bai Yuekui asked with some curiosity. "If you don't want to say it, forget it."
"Even if I tell you, you might not understand, so why bother saying it? This poor Daoist will return in a day, and after handling these matters, I will restore Bai Yuetian to normal."
Saying this, he took out a Storage Pouch and handed it to Bai Yuekui.
"What is this?" Bai Yuekui looked at the small pouch with some confusion.
"Xiao Jiu's rations can be opened using the Qi inside your body, which is what you call Life Essence. Hmm, you are injured very heavily, let this poor Daoist help heal you."
After speaking, without waiting for Bai Yuekui to react, he pointed his sword finger at her forehead. Immediately, a cyan-gold Dharmic power melted into her body. Bai Yuekui only felt a warm current flowing inside her body, and wisps of cyan-gold light rippled across her skin surface.
"Wow, the boss is glowing!"
Xiaodou had just finished digesting the Demonic Beast meat, and seeing this scene, an exclamation caused everyone's gazes to concentrate.
"What is this?" Suixing looked at Ye Qingxuan at a loss.
Then she put her mind at ease, because even if Ye Qingxuan had any malicious intent, they would be powerless to resist.
"Lay Buddhist Bai is injured very heavily, this poor Daoist will help her straighten things out."
Bai Yuekui quickly felt that the heavy injuries inside her body melted rapidly like ice and snow encountering a blazing sun.
In just a few breaths, Bai Yuekui felt an unprecedented relaxation.
Looking at Ye Qingxuan, her gaze was strange.
"Consider it as remuneration for helping me take care of Xiao Jiu. Right, don't let Xiao Jiu near the kitchen!" Ye Qingxuan waved his hand indifferently.
Ye Qingxuan left a message for Xiao Jiu through the spiritual pet contract, turned into sword light and flew away. He was going to deal with those Chosen Ones.
Meanwhile, the villagers of Longgu Village all looked at Bai Yuekui with gossip-filled gazes, making her blush slightly.
"What are you all looking at? Have you finished eating the meat? Why aren't you hurrying up to digest it?"
Looking at the slightly bristling white-haired freak, everyone scattered in a swarm. Only Xiao Jiu, who was still eating voraciously with muffled sounds, and a blushing white-haired person were left behind.
——
Soon, Ye Qingxuan found the remaining Chosen Ones according to the coordinates provided by the think tank. The closest one to him was the Chosen One of South Korea.
The person seen by his Divine Sense made him somewhat surprised.
"The Witch?" His tone carried certainty, yet also some doubt. Ye Qingxuan could be certain that Blue Star's world did not have this movie, so it was the National Destiny Space summoning people from a parallel world.
The Witch was parrying with a group of hundreds of Sustenance-seekers, looking full of narrow escapes. For ordinary people, the first-generation Witch was indeed strong, with a strength of around the seventh layer of Qi Refining.
Ye Qingxuan didn't have much favorable impression of South Korea. He had also heard before that these Koreans actually said that he, Daoist Ye, was a Korean person?
The Daoist sect emphasized that grudges must be repaid, otherwise the Dao Heart would be unstable. South Korea was like a toad crouching on a foot—if it doesn't bite, it still disgusts people. He decided to directly kill them and be done with it.
And the people in the live broadcast room boiled over. The long-awaited cross-country battle of the crowd was about to begin.
Different from China's excitement, South Korea was like their parents had died. Running into Ye Qingxuan, there was not a shred of hope of winning; they were dead for sure.
Daoist Ye also lived up to expectations. Without a single word of nonsense, he directly initiated with the Five Thunder Palm, covering the Witch and a group of Sustenance-seekers.
"Boom." Without any accident, they were completely wiped out.
"Ding, South Korea's Chosen One has died. Do you wish to pay National Destiny to resurrect the Chosen One?"
The leaders of South Korea looked like they had eaten feces. What to do? Resurrect? Ye Qingxuan was camping at the resurrection point, killing her once every time she lived. How much National Destiny was enough to squander?
But if not resurrected, that group of hundreds of Sustenance-seekers would descend tenfold, and with the slightest carelessness, there was the risk of national annihilation.
The South Korean president stated the problem through the live broadcast, and ultimately still chose to resurrect the Chosen One.
"Ding, South Korea's Chosen One has been resurrected."
Ye Qingxuan only felt that time and space seemed to pause for a moment, and then watched that Witch run for her life. After resurrection, she also knew what had happened. If she didn't run, was she waiting to die?
——Live broadcast room
"Little South Korea has quite some backbone, but what use is it? Daoist Ye is waiting right there, how much National Destiny do they have to squander?"
"If you can kill once, you can kill a second time. South Korea is finished."
...
Ye Qingxuan looked at the resurrected Witch, and silently took out the human emperor banner. "Jingle," the sound of chains dragging rang out.
He wanted to see if she could still be resurrected after her Soul was devoured. If so, wouldn't that mean he could get a few more main Souls?
The Witch died again, dying very cleanly, completely devoured by the human emperor banner without leaving a single trace.
"Ding, South Korea's Chosen One has died. Do you wish to resurrect?"
"6666 Daoist Ye is awesome, camping and killing!"
"Hahaha, laughed me to death. Let's see how Little South Korea chooses. Resurrect? Continue to die. Not resurrect? Accept failure punishment."
"Aishibal, hateful Chinese, get away!"
"The Chinese are cheating, we want to complain!"
"Yo-ho, Little South Korea has arrived?"
"What kind of dream is this Korean dreaming?"
"Probably drank too much."
——
"Ding, South Korea's Chosen One has been resurrected."
Ye Qingxuan looked at the Witch's Soul inside the human emperor banner, and then looked at this resurrected Witch. Without any nonsense, he directly devoured her again.
"Ding, South Korea's Chosen One has died. Do you wish to resurrect?"
——South Korea live broadcast room
"Hahaha"
"Let's see if they still dare to resurrect."
"Daoist Ye camped at the resurrection point and killed her three times."
"Little South Korea, if you can't make it, just accept the punishment. The punishment doesn't necessarily mean national annihilation, but if you keep resurrecting, your country will truly perish."
A group of netizens ran over to persuade them to give up the mission. Unfortunately, the South Korean president's word didn't count; resurrecting the Chosen One required a national referendum, the minority obeying the majority.
Thus, the Witch was resurrected again, and then died again.
Resurrected again... died again...
...
In this way, Ye Qingxuan guarded the Witch and killed her ten times, and South Korea's National Destiny also dropped by half along with it.
Until South Korea began to suffer natural and man-made disasters: earthquakes, hail, and meteorites crashing down. Strangely enough, all kinds of natural disasters stopped right at South Korea's national border, while neighboring North Korea remained completely unscathed.
The people of South Korea finally woke up from a dream and gave up resurrecting the Chosen One. Unfortunately, it was already too late. With reduced National Destiny coupled with the punishment, South Korea's national annihilation was right before their eyes.
"Ding, South Korea's Chosen One has died, resurrection abandoned, mission failed, National Destiny reduced by 10%..."
"Monsters begin to descend tenfold."
...
Zijin Mountain Office
"South Korea is finished. This might be the first nation to perish, but it won't be the last." Number One sighed.
"Serves them right, for letting them like stealing things." Second Elder, however, was unconcerned.
"What are other countries saying now?" Number One asked.
"What else could they say? Pressuring us, asking us to compete fairly, asking us to order Daoist Ye to stop." Second Elder sneered.
"A bunch of fools. Secretary-General, go reply: Daoist Ye's actions are not directed by us, and we have no qualification to order Daoist Ye to do anything. If you don't want to follow in South Korea's footsteps, give up when you should!"
"Reply with the exact words, without changing a single character." The Secretary-General looked at Number One's expression and understood what it meant.
...
"Baka, we are finished!!" The Japanese Prime Minister looked at South Korea's miserable state, knowing that they would be next.
"What else is to be done? Is there any other way?" The old Japanese ghost looked at the think tank and asked.
"Unless, after Meichuan-kun dies, we give up the mission, there is no other way."
The think tank's words made the old Japanese ghost's heart turn to ashes, but this was also the only way. If they resurrected, Ye Qingxuan would definitely camp to the end, and Japan would still perish in the end.
"Go issue an announcement, tell the public not to resurrect Meichuan." The old Japanese ghost's words carried despair and unwillingness, but there was no other way.
——Live broadcast room
"Little South Korea is finished."
"This should be the first nation to perish since the opening of the National Destiny Space, right?"
"Serves them right, actually saying Daoist Ye is a South Korean person? Even if Daoist Ye doesn't kill the Japs, he has to kill the Koreans first."
"Haha, people of the Daoist sect specialize in repaying grudges, right?"
"Fortunately we have Daoist Ye, otherwise I really wouldn't dare to imagine."
"Which country is next?"
"Blindly guessing the little Japs."
"Top the upstairs."
"+10086"
...National Destiny Space
Ye Qingxuan looked at South Korea which gave up the mission, turned around and left. The next target——Japan.
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