Chapter 441

“It’s over …” She said indifferently, her expression calm and composed, as if she had long predicted this outcome.

No surprise, just inevitability.

Crack crack—

Just then, faint sounds came from the crater in the mountain wall. The noise grew louder as rocks and debris rolled down, someone was walking out of the hole.

The woman stopped in her tracks, a slight smile tugging at her lips, watching the crater with interest.

Soon, a figure slowly emerged from the hole. Lu Sheng looked utterly disheveled. His military uniform was tattered and covered in dirt and dust, with bruises and purples visible on the skin exposed beneath. Even his face was marked with purple bruises.

If earlier, Lu Sheng resembled a majestic and luxurious weapon hanging on a wall, now that weapon was tarnished, rusty, and in disrepair.

But Lu Sheng didn’t seem to care at all about his injuries. He calmly looked at the red-haired woman before him, his eyes filled with disappointment.

“So, your so-called transformation … only slightly raised the upper limits of the Grandmaster level? There wasn’t any real change. You haven’t even touched that level …”

A flash of astonishment crossed the woman’s face, followed by a frown and a cold laugh. “That’s a height you can never reach. For someone standing at the foot of the mountain to look up and complain that the peak isn’t high enough is utterly ridiculous. Instead of thinking about such meaningless things …” Her eyes quickly turned icy, and her killing intent flared. “You’d be better off thinking about your final words and how you’d like to die.”

With that, she stepped forward, her figure dragging a long, crimson shadow through the night as her razor-sharp nails sliced through the air, shooting toward Lu Sheng like arrows.

As she launched into her final charge, Lu Sheng’s quiet muttering rose in the night.

“How could it be meaningless …? After all … I, too, am someone about to touch the sky …” Lu Sheng slowly stretched his body, and the dust and debris clinging to him fell away. Even the bruises and purple marks on his skin quickly vanished.

In less than a single breath, Lu Sheng had restored himself to his original brilliance, his body shining flawlessly, like a tarnished weapon that had shed all its rust, gleaming once more.

He calmly watched the woman speeding toward him.

Her speed was unbelievable, crossing hundreds of meters in an instant.

But just as she was about to reach him, Lu Sheng spoke softly: “You’re no longer of any value to me.”

In his mind, the seven immortal cells flared with light. His once-calm qi and blood surged tens of times stronger in an instant!

Divine Illumination Meditation Scripture, a sixty percent boost to his qi and blood!

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from within Lu Sheng’s body, like the simultaneous eruption of a thousand volcanoes … The heat blasting from every pore of his body exploded into countless visible white circles in the air.

The terrifying, invisible force field around him pushed back the woman’s full-force charge, halting her momentum for less than a second.

Then, Lu Sheng raised his hand. He grabbed the red-haired woman by the throat, lifting her like a helpless chick in front of him.

At that moment, her previously perfect and delicate face was filled with extreme shock and disbelief. The woman likely couldn’t comprehend how the “weakling” she had just been pummeling could suddenly display such terrifying dominance.

Lu Sheng was now enveloped in a faint, divine glow. Holding the woman by the throat, he brought her close to him. Looking into her beautiful purple eyes, now filled with fear and panic, he said calmly: “Time to say goodbye to this world. If you’re lucky … maybe you’ll even get reincarnated.”

The woman’s expression was one of utter confusion, as she couldn’t understand the meaning of his words.

Before she could react, Lu Sheng crushed her skull with his hand.

Bang—

Her once stunningly beautiful head exploded into a blood-red bloom.

Droplets of blood coalesced into beads, rolling to the ground with a soft clatter.

Lu Sheng casually tossed her body aside, like a crimson rose accidentally crushed in his grip.

The Fourth Demon Pillar of the Black Devil Society, Semikina … was dead!

Lu Sheng nonchalantly ripped off his torn military uniform and retrieved a new set from the spare compartment in his silver weapon case. Since he was out in the wild, he wasn’t worried about being seen.

After dressing, he pulled out his phone and sent the military the coordinates of the woman’s body, reporting her death.

With everything taken care of, Lu Sheng straightened his uniform, picked up his weapon case, and calmly resumed his flight toward his destination. His demeanor was that of a traveler briefly delayed by minor matters, now boarding the train again to continue his journey.

This assassination attempt by the Black Devil Society had given Lu Sheng a clear understanding of his current limits.

“In terms of pure qi and blood, with the support of the seven indestructible cells and the boost from the Divine Illumination Meditation Scripture … my overall combat power is probably around seventy to eighty stars … The defense of my Stellar Immortal Physique should be able to withstand a Grandmaster’s sixty-star level attack. If I activate all my powers, my maximum combat power might reach one hundred stars! But one hundred stars … How far is that from the true Martial Sage level?”

Lu Sheng wasn’t sure.

The incredible, reality-defying combat power he now possessed was entirely due to his deep foundation.

His actual strength level had only just reached the Grandmaster realm recently. He hadn’t even begun to fuse his essence, qi, and spirit. Let alone contemplate creating a martial symbol, imprint, or manifesting a martial avatar.

“Becoming a Martial Sage … is still a long road ahead.”

The night wind brushed against Lu Sheng’s face, leaving a cool trace. He felt a sense of calm settling within. He realized he had been pushing himself a bit too hard. Achieving such a level in just over a year was already an extraordinary accomplishment. He was still young, with plenty of time to deepen his abilities.

“As long as I proceed step by step, reaching Martial Sage combat power is something I will achieve eventually … Going from the Level 8 to the Level 9 will be a natural progression. All it takes is … a bit of time.”

The golden meteor disappeared over the horizon.

…

In a luxurious traditional Chinese-style room.

Facing a mountain stream was the bedroom door. Just a short distance away, lush greenery covered the landscape, and the sound of a flowing stream blended with the melodious chirping of birds.

However, this tranquil and beautiful scene was interrupted by an irate voice.

“Failed?!” Lian Su, dressed in a bright red silk robe, Lian Su, dressed in a bright red silk robe and still as breathtakingly beautiful as ever, sat at the edge of the bed, clutching a phone in her hand. Her voice was shrill with hysteria.

“I risked so much, went through such trouble to find you all … and now you’re telling me you failed?!”

“Please, calm down …” A deep male voice with a heavy foreign accent responded from the other end of the line.

“We deeply regret this outcome. No one wanted this. In fact, we suffered great losses this time as well. The target you wished to eliminate has cost us four of our powerful Demon Pillars …”

“That’s your problem …” Lian Su sneered through clenched teeth. “Since your losses are so great, shouldn’t you be more determined to eliminate that brat? I refuse to believe the mighty Black Devil Society can’t handle a Level 8 Martial Artist.”

“It’s certainly not a problem. Any one of our top three Demon Pillars could easily crush him, as if squashing a mere ant.”

Lian Su quickly interjected, “Then why not send one of your top three to deal with him, and quickly—”

“That can be arranged.” The thick voice on the other end replied calmly, “But it will require more payment. Roughly twenty times the amount you’ve already provided should suffice …”