Chapter 953
Chapter 953 - 939: The Participant
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"Mr. An Nan, please be extremely careful. Zhao Yan is a beast, purely..."
Lu Ping’an had become interested in finding out what kind of person Zhao Yan, the one his own companion called a "24K pure beast," really was, but the informant emphasized again and again to be very cautious around this person, to stay as far away as possible.
After thanking the other party for their good intentions, Lu Ping’an also got to know this "pure beast" through his own channels.
"... Uh, that’s right, calling him a beast is almost an insult to beasts. This thing should be thrown into a huge cannon and shot directly into space to become space junk. That’s what scum he is."
Zhao Yan, who had no nickname, didn’t stand out while serving as a middle-ranking member of the Blood Feast... But he had never been short of bastardly deeds, or else he wouldn’t have been able to use the Path of the Blood Saint to get to where he was today.
He wasn’t famous simply because he was ruthless... Other Blood Saints might ’eat as much as they use,’ but when he took a bite, he’d directly massacre a village to completely eliminate any potential eyewitnesses or Avengers.
He used several aliases, even committed crimes in the name of other well-known Strongmen of the same organization... Although the other evildoers might not mind being framed, they were also disgusted by him, which led to several disputes.
The real reason he was called a beast was because of Zhao Yan’s "mentor killing incident."
It was his mentor who had set him on this road, who greatly valued his abilities, brought him along for trials on many occasions, and gradually made his debut within the organization... His father had hinted several times that after his retirement, he would hand over the position of Bishop of his region to him.
One could say that his mentor had raised him like a son to support him in old age, teaching him his own "weapons," "secret techniques," and essentially passing on his position within the Church... And then, Zhao Yan killed his mentor.
The reason? Zhao Yan claimed that his mentor wanted to kill him, but no one believed it, because in less than two months, Zhao Yan had advanced from fourth-tier to second half of fifth-tier... The Path of Blood Saint required "eating" to accelerate growth, and "the same Path" was always the best nutrition, especially when it was a direct succession from superior to subordinate.
If there were still people who trusted or doubted him at this time, everything that happened afterward completely proved that he was utterly despicable.
His mentor’s daughter, who had used to call him brother and had taken good care of him, was played with by him after her father’s death and then sold off.
This was just one example of how all who had worked or cooperated with him saw him as a "complete jerk with zero moral standards."
"Betrayal was his routine, a purely self-interested life form. Don’t let him see you have anything good, and don’t show your vulnerabilities in cooperation, or he will stab you in the back and loot you without hesitation... That’s a pure scumbag, through and through."
To receive such an evaluation within the Church of the Lord of the Blood Feast, a cult-like criminal organization, he probably counted as quite the "talent."
Yet, his abilities and character fit the Blood Feast Path terribly well, that demanded an extremely low moral threshold... With his bottomless plundering, he grew incredibly fast.
And during the previous Blood Sacrifice, he even pulled off his own scheme using the Blood-crow’s ritual of Ascension, using a large number of "sacrifices" to complete his Advancement and become a true Rule-level.
Although his foundation was obviously shaky and his rapid growth meant he lacked depth, he indeed was a Rule-level in every sense of the word.
"... So that means, a super Big Fish has come."
"Yes, his bounty is quite outrageous. It seems a lot of people really hate him..."
If the bounty on Dao Zhong was the benchmark for Rule-level, then this Zhao Yan was Rule-level, but several times the typical amount for a Rule-level.
"... It’s just that this fish might be too big, our pond may not be able to contain it."
"We can give it a try, and if all else fails, we can always escape."
Lu Ping’an was actually eager to give it a try, after all, work always needed to be a bit thrilling; he had almost died of boredom recently.
"Where is he now?"
"God knows, these people never trust anyone,, they couldn’t possibly stay with the Blood Feast folks."
"Has there been an increase in the consumption of the Blood-pool?"
The Blood-pool was a temporary facility purchased by Lu Ping’an; essentially, it was a vast empty pool filled with Beast Blood acquired through purchases.
It was intended as a benefit for his "loyal subordinates" with "Thirst for Blood"... to be honest, under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t touch Beast Blood, as it neither provided enough "nutrition" nor did it have a good "taste" for them.
But for survival, they had no other choice.
In reality, they also tried to acquire "Beast Blood"... but considering their consumption needs, only large beasts could fulfill them, and they simply couldn’t afford it.
In some sense, the "Underground War" was still ongoing, partly because the Blood Feast folks were able to grab some food from other "refugee brothers."
By the way, the days of the Blood Feast were getting tougher. The Underground War was becoming increasingly difficult to fight, as the opposing refugees managed to get their hands on a bunch of targeted weapons.
Compared to before, the refugees now had more than enough food, supplies, medicine, and even targeted Abnormal Abilities and combat skills, making them harder and harder to deal with.
And once they were above ground, where the Blood Feast couldn’t commit crimes, they could only make do with the Beast Blood... and it was at these times that Lu Ping’an was frantically harvesting Gold Coins.
"The Blood-pool hasn’t decreased? So he hasn’t been here? Wasn’t he said to be starving....."
Normally, there were two security team Captains stationed at Lu Ping’an’s place, with at least twenty or so Hunting-dogs running around everywhere, making it the safest area in the whole field.
But he still wasn’t confident that he could prevent Zhao Yan from coming and going, after all, that was a Rule-level individual.....
"...He probably doesn’t fancy Beast Blood."
"Heh, then I know where he probably is. Tsk, poor real refugees..."
Even a true Rule-level entity, in this Multi-universe owned by the Feather Tribe, cannot commit crimes casually.
Otherwise, one would not only be pursued locally but also would provide a reason to be "expelled"... and those guys out there are waiting for that.
If it weren’t absolutely necessary, there’d be no reason to become a fugitive again... considering the strength of this world, a Rule-level fugitive would naturally attract Rule-level bounty hunters to hunt them down.
And now, since Zhao Yan knew about the underground of this city and had a stable "Hunting Ground", he would naturally go down to replenish his Blood Food.
The development of the situation soon proved Lu Ping’an’s conjecture correct.
When Damu, the leader of the Fate Lion Clan, appeared in the Courtyard, he was covered in blood and close to death.
He saved his life by teleporting through the Courtyard, but his subordinates....
"...As long as I can have my Revenge, I am willing to give up everything! I’ll give you my life, and give me more points."
Clearly, he, with his face covered in blood and tears, had already lost a lot and had completely turned into a vengeful ghost.
Originally, Lu Ping’an planned to refuse, since Rule-level entities couldn’t be dealt with just some points... but it seemed like the "Bank" had come up with other possible solutions.
— End of Chapter 953 —