Demon Blade Legion

"Sorry, I want to train alone." Su You didn't blush in the slightest as he lied; the fact that he and Zhang Yue were embarking on a life-or-death adventure together was a secret, and he hadn't mentioned it to anyone.

"Alone?" Li Zhong nodded, also smiling as he declined Fan Xuemei's invitation.

Qiao Lizheng sighed inwardly, then said with a smile, "Junior Sister Xuemei, I'll call a few friends in a moment, and we can form a team together then."

Fan Xuemei was delighted to hear this and quickly agreed.

A short while later, the screen in the cabin changed, and a video began to play. A middle-aged man stood beside the screen, pointing at the footage as he spoke:

"Everyone, get ready. This is the Sahara Desert as it is today, the first of the world's three most dangerous zones. Although the variety of monsters isn't vast, they are all quite rare types, making them significantly harder to deal with than ordinary monsters. I trust you've all reviewed plenty of data before coming here."

"There is a high number of Wang-level monsters here, but as long as you don't provoke them, they won't bother with you. The greatest threats to you are the monster herds and the Lord-level monsters."

The War God-level instructor explained the countermeasures for encountering various common monster herds one by one. Most of the students in their seats listened very attentively; although they had collected some information in advance, it clearly couldn't compare to the data from the Elite Training Camp.

About half an hour later, the aircraft landed, the cabin door opened, and the many students and War God instructors quickly stepped out.

Su You walked out of the cabin and scanned his surroundings, discovering that the Passenger Aircraft had stopped in an area covered by greenery. This area wasn't very large, and one could see the endless yellow sand in the distance.

A War God instructor stood forward and said loudly, "All students, please use your communication watches to record the detailed coordinates of your current location."

"It is now 11:23 AM on August 1, 2054. Your mission is to survive in the Sahara Desert for 28 days. Our Passenger Aircraft will return to this exact spot at 12:00 PM on the 29th to pick up all students and return to Hongning Base City."

"Now, your life-or-death adventure officially begins!"

After the War God finished speaking, he and the other War God instructors returned to the Passenger Aircraft, which then slowly ascended into the sky, turning into a streak of blue light that vanished on the horizon.

On the oasis, the 186 students gathered in groups of three or five to form teams. For students without War God-level strength, trying to survive in the Sahara Desert alone for 28 days was extremely difficult.

Su You possessed formidable strength, so many students wanted to form a team with him. However, after rejecting the first person who invited him, Su You walked straight out of the oasis and strode into the endless desert.

On the other side, after waiting in place for a while, Zhang Yue walked in the opposite direction of Su You. Behind her, several students secretly noted the direction she was heading before joining their own teams and moving along the paths they had decided upon.

About half an hour later, both Su You and Zhang Yue changed their directions, and it wasn't until over an hour later that they converged in another direction, more than a hundred kilometers away from the starting point.

Huaxia Country, Kyoto Base City, main urban area, Wang Family.

A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothing sat on the sofa with his eyes closed. He was Wang Wenyou, the eldest son of the second generation of the Wang Family and the primary heir to the Wang Family.

Opposite him sat a man with a slightly sinister-looking face; he was the famous third young master of the Wang Family, known as the human breeding machine, Wang Wenyun.

Wang Wenyou said with a dark face, "Third brother, once this mess is resolved, behave yourself and curb that temper of yours."

"Brother, you can't blame this all on me. Who told that bitch to be so unappreciative?"

"So you dared to beat her to death directly?" Wang Wenyou's expression darkened.

Wang Wenyun shrugged his shoulders, appearing somewhat indifferent, and asked casually:

"How many people were sent over this time? Are you sure you can kill that little bitch? I've been grounded at home for over a year now."

"Hmph, being grounded is for the best, so you don't go out and cause trouble again," Wang Wenyou snorted coldly. "I spent 10 billion Huaxia Currency to hire three War God-level fighters: one intermediate War God and two junior War Gods."

"10 billion? Is that necessary?" Wang Wenyun asked in astonishment. "That little bitch has at most the strength of a high-level War General; just finding any junior War God would have been enough. Is it worth spending that much money?"

Wang Wenyou glanced at him: "Even when a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses its full strength. Besides, I'm worried that..."

Before Wang Wenyou could finish his sentence, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler hurried over.

Wang Wenyou quickly asked in a deep voice, "Uncle Liu, what happened?"

"Eldest Young Master, we are currently unable to confirm Zhang Yue's location."

"What?" Wang Wenyou frowned and said in a deep voice, "Why can't you confirm it?"

Uncle Liu said with a bitter face, "Eldest Young Master, the location shown on her communication watch is the Elite Training Camp. But according to the information we've received, she is already in the Sahara Desert. This means she must have replaced her communication watch."

Wang Wenyun, standing to the side, ignored everything and pointed at Uncle Liu, cursing, "Useless trash, you can't even handle such a small matter, I..."

"Shut up!" Wang Wenyou glared at him fiercely, then frowned and said, "The only way now is to get through to her phone. As long as we get through to her phone, we can determine her location."

"Eldest Young Master, I have already contacted the few students we are on good terms with at the Elite Training Camp. They have also contacted many people, but not a single person knows Zhang Yue's new number."

Wang Wenyou pondered for a moment and asked, "Are there no other ways?"

Uncle Liu said hesitantly, "We do know the direction Zhang Yue was heading when she set off, but she would certainly change her direction if she were on guard."

"Why not put out a bounty?" Wang Wenyun suggested.

"A bounty for what? A bounty to kill a member of the Elite Training Camp? The country strictly prohibits martial artists from killing each other. Usually, they turn a blind eye because there's no other way, but if you put out a public bounty, aren't you just walking straight into the line of fire?"

Wang Wenyun curled his lip and said nothing more.

"Let's treat a dead horse as if it were still alive!"

Wang Wenyou sighed and then ordered, "Uncle Liu, go contact the mercenaries. Give them all the information we have and tell them that as long as they can kill Zhang Yue this month, we will pay them 50 billion Huaxia Currency."

"Yes, Eldest Young Master."

After hearing the order, Uncle Liu immediately left the hall to start contacting the mercenaries.

"Brother, why not let the War Gods supported by our family do it? Isn't this just wasting money?" Wang Wenyun asked, puzzled.

Wang Wenyou chuckled: "The Sahara Desert holds certain dangers even for War Gods; they might not be willing to go. If a problem can be solved with money, there's no need to have them take action."

Wang Wenyun nodded and then asked, "So, which mercenary group did you hire?"

"The Demon Blade Legion!"