Who Would Still Be a Gigolo After Transmigrating into Coiling Dragon

Kenchi looked at the three Highgod bandits and the vast number of Midgods facing them, and his heart sank.

Although they also had three Highgod-level combatants on their side, the disparity in the number of Midgods was too great, so he thought about speaking softly and offering some Inkstone to settle the matter.

"Last time was last time, now is now. From this day forward, the Yanfeng Mountain Range belongs to me..."

"Hey, you in the dark green clothes, do you have any idea how rude it is to suddenly interrupt someone's cultivation?"

The bandit leader's words were cut off by Simon. Having achieved a massive breakthrough in strength, Simon no longer had any patience for these bandits and spoke up directly.

"Hmm? A Midgod? I..."

"Noisy..."

Before the words had even faded, Simon flashed and charged directly into the group of over a thousand bandits.

The Fiends in Kenchi's caravan were all shocked to see Simon act with such valor.

Not to mention them, the opposing bandit group was also completely bewildered.

Everyone felt that the Midgod before them had likely gone insane.

But Simon didn't care about any of that; he just wanted to finish the battle quickly so he could go back and continue his cultivation.

The bandit leader, having been interrupted repeatedly, was now beyond furious. He never imagined that one day he would be ignored like this by a Midgod, and even more absurdly, that the man would charge their entire bandit group alone.

But soon, the bandit side realized something was wrong.

This Midgod's speed was simply too fast.

The bandit leader, who hadn't even managed to state his name from start to finish, had only just reacted when Simon appeared right before his eyes.

"Experience the Ice-Wind Prison."

At this moment, the Wind-Annihilation Longsword in Simon's hand erupted with 365 threads of divine power, forming an Ice-Wind Prison that isolated the surrounding area.

Immediately, the bandit leader was plunged into endless crushing pressure and restraint, his entire body frozen in place, completely stripped of any ability to resist.

Then, Simon swung his longsword, unleashing his newly comprehended material attack technique, the Ice-Wind Slash. The bandit leader, who hadn't even managed to state his name from start to finish, was cleaved in two from head to toe!

Heaven have mercy, as a mere Four-Star Fiend, he had only intended to intimidate them; he hadn't dared to actually make a move, otherwise, why would he have spent so much time blathering on?

But his luck was truly terrible—who told him to interrupt Simon's cultivation?

Simon's temper wasn't usually this volatile.

Only then did the subordinates behind the bandit leader react, raining down their strongest attacks on Simon in an attempt to kill him.

But with Simon's speed, these attacks looked like slow-motion footage slowed down a thousand times in his eyes, and he dodged them all with ease.

The other two Highgod bandits saw their leader killed so easily and had long since lost any desire to fight. Especially since they were both people who had refined divine sparks, they were now scared out of their wits.

But Simon had no intention of letting them go. With a flash, he released the Ice-Wind Prison in quick succession, and these two Highgod bandits were killed without the slightest ability to resist, reuniting with their boss in the afterlife.

At this point, less than a second had passed, and the Midgod bandits in the back finally realized they had provoked someone they shouldn't have.

They all used every ounce of strength they had, desperate to flee.

Simon didn't want to wipe them all out, so he just picked off a few that were eyesores and killed them in passing. He couldn't be bothered to chase the rest.

Those unlucky few were the ones who had been mocking Simon the loudest just moments ago.

After resolving the trouble and collecting the spoils, Simon flew back at a leisurely pace.

Only then did the people in the caravan fully recover from their shock.

"Hiss..."

"Midgod Simon, terrifying to this extent... no, it should be Lord Simon!"

"Is this really a Midgod? My god, even if a Six-Star Fiend came, they wouldn't have killed them with such flair."

"My Simon is just too amazing..."

Fanny watched Simon display his might, her eyes filled with little stars.

"Haha, why are you all just standing there? Let's get back on the road."

"Kenchi?"

"Oh! Yes, Lord Simon, we're leaving now, leaving right now."

By now, Kenchi had been stunned into a daze by Simon.

In a trance, he released his Metal Lifeform and continued the journey.

"Simon! How long has it been? You've actually become this strong."

As soon as he sat down, Lona couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, and the other Fiends in the hall also looked over curiously.

"You aren't actually a Highgod, and your Midgod aura is just a disguise, are you?"

"Yeah, yeah, there's no way a Midgod could be this strong. Simon, tell us, are you actually a Highgod?"

Napote, that kid, also chimed in excitedly.

Chapter 60: Prestige

Elno and Hamut also looked toward Simon.

"Haha, I really am a Midgod, genuine and authentic. If you don't believe me, you can ask Fanny."

Simon was left speechless by everyone's reaction.

He had acted out of momentary anger, and since his current strength no longer required him to hide, he had simply followed his heart and struck.

He hadn't expected them to react so strongly.

"Fanny, tell us quickly, is Simon really a Midgod?"

Lona was already impatient.

"Hehe, Simon is indeed a Midgod. He hasn't even reached a thousand years of age since he was born. He's a real, bona fide Midgod."

Seeing everyone so shocked, Fanny was already blooming with joy inside.

This felt even better than being the center of attention herself.

"Hiss..." X10

Hearing Fanny's confirmation, the Fiends in the hall looked at Simon not just with reverence and fear, but with the look one would reserve for a monster.

Fortunately, they hid it well, and such expressions vanished in an instant.

Yet, deep down, their assessment of Simon's strength had jumped up two levels.

These Fiends had seen Highgod bandits killed before, but they had never seen one killed so cleanly and with such a total lack of resistance.

Especially since it was done by a Midgod.

They had never even heard of such a thing.

If someone had told them before that a Midgod could be this strong, they would have called that person brainless for saying and believing anything.

But now, they could only wonder if they were the ones who were brainless.

They were all Midgods, and he had cultivated for such a short time, so why was the gap so massive?

"Lord Simon, thanks to your intervention, otherwise our caravan's journey would have been fraught with danger."

Kenchi walked over at this moment and thanked Simon sincerely.

Joking aside, Kenchi was a merchant who had traveled to several continents. Based on his experience, the strength Simon displayed was already on par with the veteran Six-Star Fiends he had seen before!

A Six-Star Fiend—Kenchi wouldn't even dare to dream of reaching that level of strength in his lifetime.

"Kenchi, there's no need to be so polite. Just call me Simon. Since I accepted this mission, I naturally have to fulfill my responsibilities."

Simon said modestly.

"Lord Simon, how could I? To address you by your name would be too rude. Absolutely not, absolutely not."

Watching Kenchi shake his head like a rattle, Simon smiled and didn't insist further.

Afterward, Kenchi offered a few more compliments and pleasantries before returning to his room.

Tara walked over at this time as well.

"Lord Simon, excellent technique. That bandit leader must have had at least the strength of a Four-Star Fiend, yet he had no power to resist in your hands. I am impressed, truly impressed."

"Tara, you too..."

Simon was left laughing and crying. After the two chatted for a while, Tara also returned to his room.

"Tsk tsk, Lord Simon, you'll have to look after us from now on."

Hamut said, imitating Kenchi's tone.

"Get lost..."

Simon laughed and kicked Hamut.

"If any of you dare to call me 'Lord' again, I'll kick your butts until they're bruised."

Hearing Simon say this, the others all started laughing along.

After spending this time together, they all knew that Simon was the type of person who didn't put on airs and was very gentle toward friends and those close to him.

This only made them more determined to cling to the powerful thigh before them.

Previously, Simon's performance could only be described as having amazing potential, but ultimately, he didn't belong to the ranks of the truly strong.

But the strength Simon displayed in the battle just now was the hallmark of a true powerhouse.

Even many Six-Star Fiends wouldn't have killed a Four-Star Fiend as easily as Simon just did.

A Six-Star Fiend.

Even in Hell, that title was enough to be called a powerhouse.

In the vast Quicksand Castle, a Six-Star Fiend was qualified to serve as a castle lord.

In the wilderness, a Six-Star Fiend could basically walk sideways! As long as they didn't act recklessly or have terrible luck and provoke the wrong people, they could live very freely and stylishly.

Moreover, Simon's current strength was far from as simple as just a Six-Star.

Limited by their own horizons, Kenchi and Elno could only judge that Simon's strength had reached at least that of a Six-Star Fiend.