Damn it! Let’s smash the darkness together!
Chapter 112 - 85: Twelfth-Level Grand Guarantee! Kua Fu Chasing the Sun, Eight Spider Spears (4/?) Additional Chapter for Alliance Hierarch AdenJ

Chapter 112: Chapter 85: Twelfth-Level Grand Guarantee! Kua Fu Chasing the Sun, Eight Spider Spears (4/?) Additional Chapter for Alliance Hierarch AdenJ

The northwest wind howled, sweeping away the withered grass at the corner of the wall, wailing as it went.

Bloodstains and corpses were scattered everywhere on the ground, and in the distance, there was a rumbling noise. The top of the building that had been pierced by the Floating Cannon had been teetering for a long while, and now, finally unable to hold on, it collapsed under the sunlight, raising a cloud of dust. The huge commotion echoed within the interior of the "Device."

This was the battered battlefield of "Device" after the deadly fight.

From time to time, stray refugees passed by, still unaware that the battle had already ended. They only saw this terrifying sight and did not dare to come over, turning around to flee elsewhere.

"One, two, three, four... damn it, how come Tian Wenjin doesn’t have his own Promotion Drive?"

Xu Shu, like a diligent rooster searching for grains, scratched and searched all over the open space, not minding the dirt, since he was already filthy with blood.

He picked up four headband-style Promotion Drives in total, and four streams of golden light poured into his underwear.

But one person was missing.

Tian Wenjin had vanished without a trace. He had been possessed by a Corpse Dog and, along with two other First Rank "criminals," was killed by a blast from the Narrow Sleeve Guanyin.

Now, the Promotion Drives of the other two criminals had been found, but Tian Wenjin’s was nowhere to be seen.

This made Xu Shu start to wonder.

Could it be that he didn’t have a drive?

But Tian Wenjin shouldn’t have had his Promotion Drive reclaimed by the Astronomy Association.

Gu Pan had said that the only ones who would have their Promotion Drives reclaimed are those true weaklings who found it very difficult to even reach First Rank.

These individuals would be assigned to lead teams within the Patrol Team and the garrison.

Yet, Tian Wenjin, though old and probably drained of potential, was indeed a genuine Second-order Transcendent, a "Prisoner"!

"Unless, he lost his Promotion Drive himself and, due to his special status, did not dare to go back to the city to ask the Astronomy Association for a reissue?"

It was quite possible that Tian Wenjin was on the Astronomy Association’s wanted list, and then this fool might have thought that Lie Zhenzi would side with the Astronomy Association to chase him, so he discarded his own "phone"?

As Xu Shu pondered, this seemed to be the only explanation.

If that was the case, then there was nothing to be done.

The Promotion Drives of others, just like Lu Bingwei’s, could only be used for one thing when he took them back: to be handed over to the Astronomy Association after returning to the city, claiming a bit of hardship compensation.

"So I’m just going to consider this Promotion Drive as yours and return it to you, and that means from now on, only you owe me, and I don’t owe you—isn’t that right?" Xu Shu asked.

Gu Pan rolled her eyes, "It’s not the same. Someone has already activated it once, and it got Lie Zhenzi’s authorization. It can only be recycled as material."

"What a hassle, getting a Promotion Drive has to be virgin," Xu Shu complained as he handed over the headbands, "Then you hold on to them. I’m too dirty to have anywhere to put them."

His body was still covered in blood, mainly because he was holding a large Narrow Sleeve Guanyin Jade Buddha in his arms, which took up space.

"Alright." Gu Pan didn’t think much of it.

Before long, Xu Shu and Gu Pan returned to the front of the shelter.

On the way, Xu Shu had confirmed something.

After Tian Wenjin’s death, those excavated quicksand traps were slowly shrinking in size.

It was estimated that in another half a day, the sand pits would all return to normal, becoming the original ground again.

Inside the shelter, the disheveled refugees, seeing the two Transcendents "return once more," were all stunned.

Who could have thought that Xu Shu and Gu Pan, covered in blood, had no blood on them just an hour or two ago?

"Everyone, I’ve cleared the monsters for you, and this shelter is livable again!

"However, due to my full-force casting, these quicksand traps will not disappear until tomorrow, so everyone should not move around carelessly, and those dead bodies can be left for now."

Xu Shu stood under the sunlight and announced loudly and upright.

"Great Mother Goddess above, thank you, Transcendent sirs!"

"You’re practically our Savior! The Mother Goddess will surely watch over you."

The people knelt on the ground with great emotion.

"I’d prefer it if the Mother Goddess didn’t watch over me."

Xu Shu muttered to himself as he nodded, letting Gu Pan handle the clean-up.

Meanwhile, he went to the shower room to wash off the blood.

"Teacher, do you want to join me?" Xu Shu suddenly turned back and asked.

"Tsk, no need!" Gu Pan replied coldly, not giving him much of a welcoming expression this time.

Although their relationship was now well-adapted and they could be less formal with each other, there was a limit to how far he should go in his remarks.

If he thought that because he saw her naked once, he could take liberties with her, he’d be sorely mistaken. She would rather die than submit. Gu Pan stood tall and firm.

Of course, Xu Shu was just joking.

Having died so many times on his journey, he knew this woman looked weak but was actually full of pride and vigor.

...

The rest of the day was uneventful.

Night fell, and the moon was about to rise. The 18-year-old Xu Shu had cleaned his body, and now sat naked in a corner of the bathroom.

He glanced at the "Narrow Sleeve Guanyin" figurine next to him, which still showed no signs of life, and remembered the twists and turns of today’s battle that ended in victory, and couldn’t help but smile.

He touched the Tai Chu Scroll, unfolding it in the void:

[The sun sets in the west, all things fall silent, welcome back to the Tai Chu Scroll, master]

[Remaining openings for today: 0]

[Your current title is "Enchanting Demon", you have removed the title "Sit-ups (Taboo)", with the cooling remaining one minute and twenty seconds, temporarily unable to wear it again]

[Tip: Don’t throw away unwanted titles; they can be forged with items into Curse Tools, or directly infused into existing Curse Tools to add an entry, provided that the Curse Tool is at most one rank lower than the title.]