I'm Already the Richest Man, Why Did My System Just Arrive?

Chapter 214: Chapter 149: Fallacy of the Common World

Fortunately, during the recent chaos in Jingtang Town, most residents had left their homes to burn down the Cuihua family home. This meant that when Zheng Xiu and the Crow Fosterer fought here, no innocent people would be caught in the crossfire.

Within the town, the sixteenth-generation Purifying Witch, Xiaozhao, had at some point run into the streets, shouting frantically to the townspeople:

”Run! Run! A malevolent entity has entered the town! Run for your lives!”

The townspeople, who had just begun to relax after the Cotton Shedding chaos, were instantly terrified again. At Xiaozhao’s shouts, they scattered in all directions, fleeing toward the outskirts of the town.

In moments, the streets of Jingtang Town were completely empty, turning it into a veritable ghost town.

Surprise Cage!

A decaying slot machine, cranked by a pale hand, landed on the required combination.

Zheng Xiu raised an eyebrow and summoned the Purgatory Dual Sabers.

The Crow Fosterer’s ominous posture, its monstrous form, and the Intuition that constantly warned him of the danger ahead—none of it allowed Zheng Xiu to lower his guard. The moment the Purgatory Dual Sabers appeared, Zheng Xiu beat his single wing and soared high into the air. With a rattle of chains, he brought the two sabers, wreathed in black flame, crashing down.

The Crow Fosterer’s elongated hand was latched firmly onto one of Zheng Xiu’s feet, but no matter how it stretched, it couldn’t extend infinitely. As Zheng Xiu flew straight up, the Crow Fosterer’s lanky body was dragged into the air. With the force of a thunderbolt, the Purgatory Dual Sabers slashed down!

”Dragon Lowering Its Head!”

Beneath the Crow Fosterer’s dry white hair and blood-red blindfold, six points of crimson light flared.

Zheng Xiu quickly averted his gaze, looking elsewhere.

Chu Susu had warned him there was something strange about the Crow Fosterer’s eyes and that he must never meet their gaze.

The flash of the blades struck down like a thunderbolt. This was the same strike that had once destroyed the mountain in Feng Bei.

Now, reappearing in Jingtang Town, its power... was self-evident!

BOOM!

A tremendous roar!

The earth shook and the mountains swayed!

The light from the dual sabers swept across the town like a smooth mirror surface, simultaneously splitting the Crow Fosterer’s body in two!

Before the dust could settle, Zheng Xiu looked down from above and could already make out how his strike had cleaved the town open. A hundred-meter-long chasm, seemingly bottomless, had appeared. A row of houses was split down the middle, their interiors a complete wreck.

At this point, Zheng Xiu couldn’t care less whether his Miracle Technique was ”destroying public property.” As his Fitting rose and the challenge was completed, the Purgatory Dual Sabers vanished from his hands.

But the grave expression on Zheng Xiu’s face did not fade. The strike hadn’t felt like it had hit anything solid at all.

He looked down.

The arm was still latched onto his fractured, misshapen ankle!

”Heeheeheehee—”

The bisected Crow Fosterer’s tattered black clothes seemed to have become a black liquid, squirming grotesquely in mid-air.

Suddenly.

The Crow Fosterer let out a strange cackle. At first, it sounded like laughter, but on closer listen, it resembled the cry of some unnamable bird.

It was sharp, high-pitched, and sporadic, giving Zheng Xiu an ominous feeling.

’What kind of monster is this?!’

The monster with the white face and fangs cursed, wondering what kind of monster the Crow Fosterer—bisected yet still not dead—truly was.

’Again!’

’Surprise—’

Zheng Xiu had just raised his hand, preparing to unleash another ultimate move.

But a sharp pain suddenly flared between his eyebrows, causing his hand to pause for an instant.

Zheng Xiu had unleashed plenty of ultimate moves on his journey, but never before had one failed to the point where he needed to immediately prepare another.

Surprise Cage was supposed to be a finishing blow. An ultimate technique is called ”ultimate” for a reason—it’s supposed to be absolute.

And yet, the Crow Fosterer was clearly not dead.

SNAP!

Between the Crow Fosterer’s two halves, countless glistening white ”flesh tendrils” suddenly sprouted.

The tendrils from each side rapidly reached toward one another.

Zheng Xiu clutched his forehead. Peering through the pain, his scalp went numb at what he saw.

The Crow Fosterer’s body was reconnecting. But the things joining its two halves weren’t ”flesh tendrils”—they were ”hands,” like those of an infant, with skin as smooth as white jade!

Countless thumb-sized ”baby hands” reached greedily for each other, linking up like tendrils to forcibly pull the Crow Fosterer’s bisected body back together!

Zheng Xiu was dumbfounded.

Although his Incarnation wasn’t a Human, it at least looked Human on the surface.

When injured, it would bleed and feel pain, at least outwardly.

But the Crow Fosterer... it wasn’t Human at all!

It was a type of ”creature” Zheng Xiu had never seen before!

”You’re not Human!”

...

Within a deep Passage.

The Passage was formed from mist, stretching forward endlessly toward an unknown destination.

The old man who had once appeared before Zheng Xiu as the ”fifteenth-generation Purifying Witch of Jingtang Town”—an old man who had never even given his name—was now walking through the misty Passage. With every step, where his feet met the mist, it was as if something viscous was being picked up, squirming like a black paste under the soles of his shoes.

If one were to look extremely closely, they would see that the ”things” sticking to the old man’s feet were strands of flesh and blood, like hair-like tendrils.

The elder walked quickly.

He was afraid that if he slowed, he would be trapped in the misty Passage, never to get out.

From the mist on both sides, strange silhouettes constantly pressed forth. Some looked Human, some did not. Some looked like strange creatures, others like heads covered in eyes.

It was as if things outside the mist were trying to pierce through the thick, foggy barrier and enter the Passage.

”He’s not Human!”

Zheng Xiu’s startled cry echoed through the Passage. By the time the sound reached this place, however, its tone and timber had changed completely, becoming far more sinister.