“Extracurricular internship?”
“Projection Transmigration?”
“Time Freeze?”
“Blank Reset?”
Li Hai stared blankly at his personal interface, muttering, “This, doesn’t this mean I’m about to—*strike it rich?!”
He had thought about it before, whether or not to try to lower his Realm.
Then, he could go find enemies of lower Realms, whose overall numbers were much greater than those in higher Realms, to explode fragments from.
However, Li Hai possessed too many Systems and too many characteristic entries.
So many that achieving this goal was simply too difficult.
He would have to lower every System and every entry one by one.
Otherwise, even if only one remained, Li Hai would be unable to explode any fragments from lower-grade enemies.
Therefore, he had delayed taking action.
Especially after attempting to “cheat” and failing repeatedly, and then being specifically warned by the System, Li Hai completely gave up on this idea.
Because Li Hai felt that this act of actively dropping his level might also be considered cheating.
So, it would be too embarrassing if he went through all that trouble only to find it was all for naught in the end.
But now, the System had actively opened this path to quick fragment explosion for Li Hai.
This was truly—amazing!
But amazing as it was, Li Hai did not intend to immediately proceed with the Projection Transmigration.
Because he still had a very important task to complete, which was to kill Anping Xi and the Black Celestial ‘behind’ him.
“It smells so bad here!”
After making up his mind, Li Hai turned his attention to the surroundings.
He immediately noticed the suffocating stench in the environment.
It was better not to describe it in detail; in short, it was unbearable.
However, Li Hai was an Eternal Overlord after all, and his physical functions far surpassed ordinary people by countless times.
So, a mere stench was something he could endure.
At the same time, precisely because of this intense foul odor pervading the world, and the appearance of that Shiva evil monk just now,
Li Hai concluded that his current location was undoubtedly Lotus Continent.
“The World’s End ability is truly formidable.”
Li Hai slowly ascended to ten thousand feet in the sky, looking out at the barren and hot desert, and sighed leisurely, “It actually allowed me to cross hundreds of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, reaching this Lotus Continent located outside of Yu Continent.”
After sighing, he casually chose a direction and flew at full speed.
“Since I’ve arrived at Lotus Continent, and I’m already here, I might as well clear out all the original people-level Shiva Martial Artists in this area before returning to Yu Continent to cause trouble for the Black Celestial.”
With this thought, Li Hai, flying swiftly at over a thousand Mach, soon discovered a somewhat dilapidated and dirty city on the edge of the desert five thousand miles away.
He had no intention of entering this city; he simply spread his mental perception and began to search for the strongest individual in this region.
In just an instant, Li Hai found him.
The strongest person in this city was probably at Steel Grade level, and his identity was the city lord.
It seemed the social System here was quite direct.
The strong were revered.
Then, in the next instant, Li Hai, standing above the city, spread his five fingers and aimed them at a hundred-acre manor several miles away, suddenly grabbing.
Whoosh—!
Immediately, a brown-skinned strong man with a turban and a large beard was pulled out of thin air, flying out from the manor several miles away, accompanied by bursts of sonic booms, and appeared before Li Hai.
Looking at the dazed, blood-covered Lotus Continent man in front of him, Li Hai asked in a deep voice:
“Do you know how many original people-level monks there are in the entire Lotus Continent? And where are they located?”
“Jili guagua~” The turbaned man said a series of words that left Li Hai utterly bewildered, “Jili guagua~ Gaga jiji~”
“Damn! What kind of gibberish is that? I can’t understand a word.”
Li Hai patted his forehead and muttered, “Ah, I forgot, I forgot. How would the people here understand what I’m saying? And I don’t understand what they’re saying either.”
Then he thought for a moment, and for the first time in a long while, he began to draw talismans in the Void Realm, then pointed a finger at the man’s forehead.
Subsequently, the man suddenly shuddered, and with a blank expression, he looked at Li Hai and said, “Who are you? Huh? How do I know this language? What language is this?!”
“I used a spell to implant some simple Yu Continent language into your soul consciousness.”
Li Hai said indifferently, “Now tell me, how many original people-level monks are there in your Lotus Continent, and where are they located?”
“You must be looking for death.”
The turbaned man said casually, “original people are the beings closest to gods, even considered gods. Why do you want to find them?”
“Don’t talk so much nonsense.” Li Hai said coldly, “Answer the question quickly.”
“No no no no~”
The man shook his head and said, “I can’t just answer you because you ask. You have to pay me compensation, otherwise I won’t answer.”
~
A Sword Qi swept past, and his arm was instantly severed, quickly falling towards the ground below.
The man immediately froze, then clutched his wound and screamed miserably, wailing as he cried out:
“You, you, you, why do you cut off people’s arms when you ask questions? I didn’t say I wouldn’t answer you!”
Whoosh! Another Sword Qi flew past, and one of his legs was also severed and fell downwards.
This time, the man learned his lesson and dared not speak any more nonsense; he immediately screamed and hurriedly said:
“The entire Lotus Continent… has, has two original people-level monks. One is in—in the Temple of Heavenly Desire deep in the Kalamar Desert, named Samit. One is in—in the Shabra Plateau, named… named Su Leishi!”
“Temple of Heavenly Desire? Desert?”
Li Hai’s Sword Qi-like eyebrows slightly raised, “The Kalamar Desert you mentioned, it wouldn’t happen to be the desert behind me, would it? And this Samit, does he use a staff as a weapon?”
“Yes, yes,” the man said with a pale face, stammering, “The Kalamar Desert—is behind you. Samit—uses a staff as a divine tool, to communicate with the Great God Shiva—”
Before he could continue, Li Hai immediately interrupted:
“Just tell me where the Shabra Plateau is.”
The man said intermittently:
“It’s about—one hundred thousand miles north of here, in the Snowfield Plateau.”
“Understood.”
Li Hai nodded, “One last question for you: as the city lord of this city, what is your proudest achievement?”
“Proudest—achievement?”
The man was stunned for a moment, then forced a difficult smile, “Heh, hehe, I have—I have the first night rights to all the young girls in the entire city.”
Bang!
With a muffled thud, his head exploded entirely, and his headless corpse slowly fell towards the ground below.
“Incorrect answer.”
After glancing at the corpse falling downwards, Li Hai turned and flew rapidly towards the north.
