Creative Ways to Die?

"Blue-clad Trader? All three brothers were finally here..."

Lu Li muttered to himself and reached for his Space Ring.

No matter what color the trader was, offering a lollipop first could never be wrong.

What puzzled Lu Li, however, was that the Blue-clad Trader did not seem to be carrying any other goods this time.

Was it because they were inside this flesh-and-blood space within the Demon Domain?

Or was it simply because of the agreement made with the Yellow-clad Trader, making this conch-blowing merely a delivery?

While countless thoughts churned through Lu Li's mind, the enormous elk that had swooped down finally landed on the ground.

Unlike the Red-clad and Yellow-clad Traders, the Blue-clad Trader did not immediately jump down from the elk's back.

Instead, he cautiously surveyed the surroundings, as though guarding against any danger that might appear.

His gaze beneath the hood swept over the menacing Soul Soldiers.

It lingered briefly on the Soul Generals, whose expressions varied.

Then it quickly drifted past the vividly expressive Evelina and Xing Anlin, who had only recently emerged from the [Desecration Demon Grotto].

He avoided the gaze of the black mist giant as though fleeing from it.

Finally, his gaze settled on Lu Li—on the [Super Lollipop] in Lu Li's hand.

"Y-you're the customer who ordered that custom greatsword?"

the Blue-clad Trader asked timidly.

His voice was so faint it resembled a mosquito's buzz, shrill and indistinct.

Lu Li nodded, deliberately softening his tone as much as possible before replying quietly, "Yes. I assume you have brought my weapon."

"As agreed... honest business, fair dealing for all..." the Blue-clad Trader answered.

Halfway through his words, his entire body suddenly shuddered. His hood turned toward the black mist giant, then quickly turned back.

His speech noticeably sped up.

"Where is the