Who Would Still Be a Gigolo After Transmigrating into Coiling Dragon

Usually, these bandits only regarded the Thousand Illusion Tree as a landscape plant.

Having successfully plucked the fruit, Simon and his companion did not linger, immediately erupting with Extreme Speed to leave the chaotic battlefield.

The moment they departed, a large number of Midgods participating in the assessment broke through the bandits' defensive line and arrived in the valley.

Perhaps it was because the bandits saw their leader had been killed, but they were completely devoid of fighting spirit and desperately tried to find a chance to slip away, which allowed the examinees to pick up a bargain.

Those who rushed to the Thousand Illusion Tree first began plucking fruit impatiently; driven by greed, those who had already picked one wanted to pick even more.

They figured that even if they couldn't use them, selling them to others would be fine, as Antirek, who was in charge of the assessment, hadn't said that wasn't allowed.

The rule for the Fiend assessment was that as long as it wasn't explicitly forbidden, it was permitted.

Unfortunately, too many people flooded in. Those who had just snatched a few fruits and hadn't even had time to rejoice were instantly overwhelmed by various attacks from other examinees behind them. In the blink of an eye, the Spatial Rings changed hands, and those lucky enough to obtain a ring were then focused-fired by others.

The scene was, for a time, even more tragic than the battle against the bandits just moments ago.

One could slack off during the fight against the bandits, but when it involved their own tangible interests, these Midgods participating in the assessment brought out all their trump cards.

Finally, after brutal internal slaughter, as those who had snatched the Thousand Illusion Fruit fled in all directions, this assessment came to a preliminary close.

But on the journey back to the Metal Lifeform, those who had seized the fruit would inevitably be coveted by others.

Only by truly returning to the Metal Lifeform could one be considered successful, because Antirek had explicitly stated that fighting was not allowed inside the Metal Lifeform; violators would not only be stripped of their assessment status, but in serious cases, they would be killed on the spot.

Therefore, only by successfully reaching the Blue Bird Metal Lifeform did it mean safety.

"Damn, these bandits ran too fast. I only collected two Blood Rings. Sam, what was your harvest?"

Nif, a Four-Star Fiend, asked his companion.

"Sigh, my luck was even worse; I only collected one."

Fatty Sam's luck was clearly worse.

"Having only one ring is useless anyway. How about this, Sam? You take the valuables inside, and I'll buy it from you for ten million Inkstone, how about that?"

Having spent a long time as a Four-Star Fiend, Sam was immediately tempted upon hearing this proposal. The reward for him risking his life to complete a four-star mission was usually only two or three million Inkstone. Although Master Chia, who issued this mission, was very generous, one could earn five million Inkstone for handing in a Blood Ring after the mission was completed.

But now, Nif was offering ten million Inkstone...

He only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

The way Fiends handled things had always been flexible.

After all, those who weren't flexible had long since been eliminated and wouldn't have made it to the rank of Four-Star Fiend.

Subsequently, the two exchanged money and goods.

Both were very satisfied with this.

Nif's strength was already very close to that of a Five-Star Fiend. After this promotion was completed, he planned to take on a large number of five-star missions. Although it was very dangerous, the mission rewards would be much higher than they were now, and the effect of honing himself between life and death would be even better. As long as he survived the first few missions, he would be able to completely solidify his current strength and gain a firm foothold in the circle of Five-Star Fiends.

As for Fatty Sam, his strength was still a long way from being a Five-Star Fiend. He had come this time just to try his luck; if he could get promoted, that would be best, and if not, he would just scrape together some more Inkstone.

When the valley became completely quiet, two other Four-Star Fiends also arrived beside Nif and Sam.

"Hi, Nif, looking at your happy face, you must have gathered enough rings," asked the lean man, Robes.

"Haha, just good luck, I managed to succeed by chance. What about you, Robes?"

"I also luckily gathered three rings, but my friend's luck was worse. He only collected one, and the other two Highgod bandits ran away," Robes replied.

At this time, Selens, who had finished clearing the battlefield, also walked over. "If everyone has nothing else to do, let's head back."

After speaking, he flew toward the direction of the Blue Bird Metal Lifeform, and Nif and the other three followed closely behind.

This was the efficiency of Highgod Fiends; they didn't want to waste even a second.

A moment later, the five of them returned to the Metal Lifeform.

They were immediately greeted warmly by Antirek.

"Not bad, not bad. You completed the mission in such a short time. Selens, your strength must have improved again; you're not far from being a Six-Star Fiend, right?"

The old man's face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum with joy. With this mission going so smoothly, he would have an easy time reporting back.

"Just luck."

Selens was also very happy. Although he couldn't be promoted to a Six-Star Fiend after completing this mission, the reward he obtained from killing Cohen was not low, enough for him to cultivate peacefully for a long time.

He planned to take advantage of this time to cultivate well, and after completely solidifying his strength, he would take on six-star missions and then make a push to become a Six-Star Fiend in one go.

Once he became a Six-Star Fiend, he, Selens, would barely count as a person of some standing in Hell.

Unlike the peaceful atmosphere inside the Blue Bird Metal Lifeform, the many Midgods participating in the assessment were currently staging a battle royale.

Those lucky enough to snatch the Thousand Illusion Fruit were trying every possible way to bypass others and rush back to the Metal Lifeform.

Those who survived but didn't snatch any fruit wanted to rob those who had.

Just like that, the remaining dozens of Midgods launched their final struggle around the Blue Bird Metal Lifeform.

As for Simon and Fanny, they were currently leisurely enjoying the beautiful scenery of Hell on the mountaintop, while looking down at the cruel fighting and slaughter below.

"The intensity of this is comparable to a real-life battle royale."

Simon sighed inwardly.

It wasn't that no one had designs on them, but the aura of Fanny as a Highgod kept many in check, and the few who had gone bloodthirsty and lost their minds were easily dealt with by the pair.

Simon and Fanny were not bloodthirsty people; as long as others didn't provoke them, they couldn't be bothered to strike.

"When we arrived, there were a thousand Midgods. In just half a day, only eighty-some remain. The mortality rate is over ninety percent! And this isn't even the final number of survivors; the Fiend assessment is truly cruel."

Fanny said with a sigh.

Only after truly venturing through Hell on her own did she realize that many Midgods would fight to the death over a single Soul Golden Bead.

She couldn't understand it—it was just a Soul Golden Bead, right? How much could it possibly be worth?

But slowly, she came to understand. Many people did not have the privileged upbringing she had. A Soul Golden Bead, which she considered optional, was likely a life-saving trump card or a precious item to strengthen the soul in the eyes of others, well worth killing for.

"Indeed. If we didn't have sufficient strength, we might be among those eighty-some people down there right now, or perhaps even dead in the chaotic battle from earlier if our luck had been worse."

Simon was very glad he had attained enough strength before coming to Hell. Otherwise, if he were just an ordinary Midgod, how long he could survive would be a complete unknown. He disliked the feeling of having his life and death controlled by others; he preferred to hold his fate in his own hands.

"The scenery in this valley is truly beautiful. It feels like a painting. These bandits have good taste."

Simon said with great interest.

"In Hell, scenery like this is just average. There are many places with even more magnificent and strange sights, like the sunrise over the Starry Fog Sea. The blood-red sun rising slowly over the boundless horizon—I was stunned for a long time when I first saw it. And then there's the turbulence of the Fog Sea, with its endless, violent lightning; it's both terrifying and stunning. Or the famous Purple Spirit Flower Sea on the Bifu Continent, a sea of flowers covering over ten thousand miles. When it blooms, it is truly breathtaking. If we have the chance, I'll take you to see it."

Seeing that Simon enjoyed beautiful scenery, Fanny shared some of the sights she had seen in the past.

"That sounds great. I'm also very curious about the Starry Fog Sea. Once we return and become One-Star Fiends, let's take a mission that passes by there so we can see it."

"Okay!"

Fanny agreed happily. Although she had seen those sights many times, the thought of seeing them with Simon filled her with anticipation.

The two explored the entire valley. Simon found that it really was a wonderful place; not only did it grow strange fruits like the Thousand Illusion Fruit, but in some hidden corners, there were plants similar to the orchids of his past life.

These plants were pale purple throughout, with purple light flowing across their petals from time to time, emitting waves of faint, lingering fragrance.

Delighted, Simon carefully transplanted one completely. "Fanny, this is very similar to a plant from my hometown. I never expected to find its distant relative here in Hell. This flower is for you; I hope you are always happy and joyful."

"What a beautiful flower! Hehe, thank you, Simon. I hope we are both happy and joyful."

Fanny happily accepted the first bouquet—or rather, the first flower—that Simon had given her.

Although it was just an ordinary wild flower, Fanny cherished it immensely. She moved with such caution as she put it away, as if she were holding a priceless treasure.

She planned to keep it in her Spatial Ring for now and plant it once they returned home so she could admire it at her leisure.

As they searched more carefully, Simon and Fanny discovered many other beautiful but unknown plants, transplanting the ones they liked into their Spatial Rings.

Just like that, what was supposed to be a cruel Fiend assessment turned into a spring outing for them.

While others were fighting to the death, they were admiring flowers and appreciating exotic plants.

After roughly exploring the entire valley, Simon and Fanny, still feeling unfulfilled, prepared to return to the Metal Lifeform. By this time, ten days had passed, and the end of the assessment was drawing near.

The journey back was uneventful, much like Simon commuting home in his past life. The only difference was that they were now in the dangerous realm of Hell, and he had a beautiful, lovely girl by his side.

Simon's mood was better than ever; he felt a sense of ease and relaxation, much like a youth returning home in the company of a loved one.

Soon, the two returned to the Blue Bird Metal Lifeform. More than twenty Midgods had already returned. Some had joy written on their faces, clearly having completed their mission, while others looked dejected, likely having failed to obtain the fruit and only narrowly escaping with their lives.

Half a month passed quickly. A dozen more people returned during that time, but only a few looked relaxed; the others did not seem to be in a good state.

"Alright, the half-month period is up. Let me see how many people returned from this mission." The old man, Antirek, came to the hall and said in a loud voice.

"Hmm, the Highgod Fiends have all returned. Forty-two people who participated in the assessment have returned. That's alright, it's about average. As for the remaining nine hundred and fifty-eight, I don't know if they are all dead or just wandering the wilderness. Regardless, we are departing for Timbu City."

After a brief, routine summary, the old man Antirek returned to his room. He had been doing this job for a very long time and had gone through similar procedures countless times; his heart was as still as an ancient well, and he viewed life and death with indifference.

Forty-two Midgods surviving was a normal level; he had experienced missions where not a single person returned.

That time, they had encountered a major incident. The bandit leader, recorded in the intelligence as having the strength of a Five-Star Fiend, actually had two Seven-Star Fiend-level powerhouses hiding in his lair. To make matters worse, these two powerhouses were friends of the bandit leader.

Naturally, all the Fiends participating in that mission perished. Fortunately, he was quick-witted enough to run away early, otherwise, he would have been buried there too.

Inside the Blue Bird Metal Lifeform, a handsome young man in white robes suddenly stood up and asked the group shyly and embarrassedly.

"Does anyone have any extra Thousand Illusion Fruit? I am willing to pay 800,000 Inkstones to buy one!"

Everyone who heard this voice looked toward the white-robed youth. They were curious if the Fiend Castle staff would stop such blatant trading.

But the staff members continued to chat and drink as if nothing had happened, paying no attention at all.

Suddenly, those Midgods who hadn't obtained a Thousand Illusion Fruit but had some savings couldn't sit still, and they began to shout one after another.

"I want to buy one too! I'll pay 850,000 Inkstones!"

"Tch, poor wretches. Only adding 50,000? I, Hamut, am not that stingy. I offer 860,000 Inkstones!"

"As expected of you, Hamut. You aren't stingy—you're just even stingier."

"Tch, like that's any of your business."

"Hahaha, they are truly interesting."