My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 135 - 133: Momentary Pleasure for the Wicked (Fifth Update)_1

Chapter 135: Chapter 133: Momentary Pleasure for the Wicked (Fifth Update)_1

The Giant Dandelion had already sent out the second Puppet Demon Beast, it had given the Mountain Master a fragment of its own leaves, with which once taken out, the Puppet Demon Beast would recognize as proof of alliance. Together they would open the Underground Palace and take what they each required.

But the Mountain Master would never trust the savage and bloodthirsty Giant Dandelion. He had a backup plan in place, having contacted reinforcements from another power.

Adding up the time, they should be arriving soon.

The Mountain Master said, "Tonight, let’s attack Summit Guard Post and capture Owen Bertram alive!"

"He was the only officer of the Horizon Bureau present during the time my son was killed in the Extinct Village. Only he knows the Golden Face Killing God!"

The real reason, of course, was he was a native of the Extinct Village, extremely familiar with its surroundings, and would surely know something he wanted to find out.

"Yes, sir!" came the chorus from the nine people behind him.

...

In the Hunshui River, the Softshell Turtle was approaching — the water weeds sensed it immediately, forming a connected network, a blue light emerged as if to intimidate. But the Softshell Turtle strode forward undeterred.

The blue light around the Thundering Water Grass became brighter. The moment the confident Softshell Turtle crashed into the water grass, dazzling Thunder Lights burst forth.

In an instant, the dim bottom of the Hunshui River turned into a bright blue world, so bright it was hard to keep the eyes open. Countless thunderbolts exploded at the same time, the terrifying power evaporating a large volume of river water. Inside the Hunshui River, a blue vertical hollow was formed. After the continuous sounds of thunderclaps, giant waves surged, temporarily disturbing the entire Great River and causing its waters to flow backward.

The Softshell Turtle was originally advancing confidently, fearlessly rushing towards the field of water weed.

On the first day it arrived at this place, it gauged the power of Thundering Water Grass. Protected by its solid shell, it was sure it could withstand any damage.

While devouring its prey, it was selective and primarily targeted ones with shells or tortoise shells containing special substances. These substances could nullify electricity.

As the thunderbolts were provoked initially, they were indeed blocked by the heavy shell. Even though the outer shell started to peel off bit by bit, the Softshell Turtle wasn’t worried. If part of it was destroyed, it could save some effort when emerging from the shell later.

But it soon realized that the shell was peeling off a bit too quickly...

As soon as this thought crossed its mind, its thick shell was completely destroyed by the thunderbolt, then the terrifying thunderbolt plunged harshly into its body.

If it hadn’t relied solely on its shell for protection, it could have used some other means to deal with this situation with the abilities of a tier-3 demon beast.

But there was not enough time for it to use these methods now.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In the Hunshui River, the deafening thunder echoed, as the colossal body of the Softshell turtle kept flipping and turning in the water, sporting several bleeding, injured spots. Blood gushed out, staining a part of the river crimson.

The Softshell Turtle was experiencing intense pain and started to doubt: Did I judge wrongly? That can’t be! I observed it closely and had the Puppet Giant Crocodile’s experience as reference. These Thundering Water Grass shouldn’t have been this strong.

Where did things go wrong?

But these questions were of no use. More and stronger blue thunderbolts emerged. The Softshell Turtle was directly blasted out of the river, soaring into the sky for a few dozen feet before crashing back into the water.

Through the eyes of the Mechanical Dao Soldiers, Owen Bertram could see the violent Thunder Lights, but the gun Qi wasn’t executed. He thought it was a pity; if it had been activated, the tier-3 demon beast wouldn’t have needed his intervention at all, as it would have been killed instantly.

The Softshell Turtle lay miserably in the river, half submerged, half floating, its horrific wounds spewing blood continuously, turning Hunshui River bloody for a while.

Apart from the Softshell Turtle, all the fierce creatures within seven or eight miles of the river were shattered by the thunderbolts, their mutilated corpses flowing with the river water.Little Loach was extremely excited, chirping as it was about to leap down from the tree, heading straight for the Tier-3 demonic beast.

A Tier-3 was still very delicious, Little loach hadn’t grown tired of it yet.

Suddenly, a ball of bright spiritual light flew out from the side, getting ahead of Little Loach and, with a whoosh, it hit the Softshell Turtle.

With a crisp pop, the Softshell Turtle’s head instantly exploded.

Little Loach turned around, a Mechanical Dao Soldier hidden in the forest retracted its Spiritual Pomegranate Sniper.

The Spiritual Pomegranate Sniper was now more powerful than ever after Owen Bertram’s upgrade. It’s strength had improved from RPG level to Poison Sting Missile level.

Easily killing a gravely injured Three Realms demon beast that had no strength to resist.

Little Loach whined gratefully to his elder brother for his help and quickly dove back into the water. It transformed into a massive creature and gobbled up the Softshell Turtle.

Owen Bertram waited a while longer, but there were still no signs of qi emanating from the Iron Spear Underground Palace, he scratched his chin thoughtfully, "Is the power of the Iron Spear really insufficient?"

A crafty smile flashed in his eyes, "Why do I feel like the Iron Spear is fishing?"

"No, I need to be cautious, it’s best to have someone else step on the landmines for me."

The Softshell Turtle was obviously not up for the task, the puppet demon beasts were too stupid to probe the true strength of the Iron Spear.

Moreover, demon beasts are wild and hard to control, adding uncertainties to the plan.

...

Outside Extinct Village, the Mountain Master and his companions were roused by the sound of thunder. "What happened?" they exclaimed.

A cultivator by his side, momentarily stunned by the spectacle, watched a flock of birds perched on a big tree in the village take flight and quickly locate the section of Hunshui River where they saw Little Loach devouring the Softshell Turtle.

"Mountain Master," he immediately reported, observing the usually astute Mountain Master’s surprised expression. He was perplexed, it was just the fight between two beasts, why was the Mountain Master so astonished?

The Mountain Master cursed inwardly, wasn’t that Softshell Turtle the puppet demon beast of the Giant Dandelion?

When he had left that valley, the Giant Dandelion had described its puppet beast to him.

He thought his plan for this Underground Palace treasure hunt was meticulous and sound, with two strong backups who were unaware of each other’s existence. He could play both sides and come out on top, truly creating an unbeatable position for himself!

But he hadn’t even begun his operation upon reaching Extinct Village. Then out of nowhere, one of his strong backups was done for?

Wasn’t this equivalent to chopping off one of his arms?!

How horrifically brutal was that Giant Dandelion! He had thought that its puppet demon beasts must be super powerful. Look at the results, they haven’t even entered the Underground Palace, and a completely unrelated beast from Summit gobbled it up???

"Forget it," the Mountain Master comforted himself, "That Giant Dandelion isn’t one of us, it’s a demon being, making a deal with them was like asking a tiger for its skin. It’s gone, it’s gone. I still have another strong backup, they know nothing about the Underground Palace, it should be easier to manipulate them."

"Although there was a small hiccup at the start, the advantage is mine, and I, the Mountain Master, will undoubtedly be the biggest winner of the Underground Palace treasure hunt."

A subordinate cultivator asked, "Mountain Master, shall we proceed with tonight’s operation?"

"Proceed as planned," the Mountain Master waved his hand.

"Yes!"