The Hundred Tribulations True Lord Who Wet Himself

The Hundred Tribulations True Monarch took out the Mythic Mark, waved it in front of everyone, and said with a smile:

"Since this is your first time here, you may not be clear about the function of this thing. It is mainly used to record personal information. After killing evil spirits, you will receive corresponding merit points, and you will be ranked according to the merit points."

The last time I came to the battlefield for training, I gained more than 500,000 merit points. Don't underestimate these merit points.

This merit was accumulated by me after killing a half-step Great Dao Second Stage evil spirit, plus some First Stage evil spirits, and countless other minor evil spirits.

The hardships involved are for you to experience for yourselves."

After speaking, True Monarch Hundred Tribulations swept his majestic gaze over the crowd, only withdrawing it with satisfaction when he saw the pairs of admiring eyes.

The only drawback was that the Lord of Myriad Demons didn't react much, remaining silent and shrouded in darkness, radiating an aura that kept strangers at bay.

But it's alright, Lord Hundred Tribulations doesn't want to argue with him.

What can you expect from a monster who only knows Destruction and has no emotions?

"Lord Hundred Tribulations is mighty! I've heard that these evil spirits are extremely troublesome. Among cultivators of the same realm, ordinary cultivators lose more often than they win when they face them."

"I never imagined that you, sir, could slay a second-stage evil spirit and escape unscathed. You are truly admirable."

A Primordial Taiji, tall and imposing like a small giant, spoke, his words not seeming to be flattery, but rather genuine admiration from the heart.

"What are you talking about? Is Lord Hundred Tribulations an ordinary person?"

"Of course not!"

"Look at this leaderboard. There are countless beings with less than 500,000 merit points. You, sir, have already surpassed more than half of them, and that's after you've only been there once."

One of them, holding his own Mythic Mark, pointed and said...

"Now that you put it that way, I understand even better. Amazing! Incredibly amazing!"

Everyone vied to flatter him. After Hundred Tribulations True Monarch's cultivation improved, his status also rose accordingly, so they naturally wanted to curry favor and build a relationship with him.

The Lord of Myriad Demons, who had been standing silently by, watched all this with a look of disdain in his eyes.

If it weren't for the pressure from the Lord of the Thousand Autumn Realm, would someone as useless as True Monarch Hundred Tribulations even dare to give him orders?

It's laughable that a piece of trash who was almost beaten to death by his own defeated opponent is still swaggering around in front of him.

The Hundred Tribulations True Monarch didn't know what the Lord of Myriad Demons was thinking, but at this moment, he was quite pleased.

After the previous setback, I have begun to regain my confidence.

This is crucial.

He immediately began his address.

"Our primary target this time is Ling Xiao. However, since we're already here, let's treat it as a trial. Everyone must do their best to hunt down the evil spirit."

Having a certain amount of merit points will greatly help your future.

Although the target of this trip was Ling Xiao, in his view, it was nothing more than a piece of cake; the insignificant Ling Xiao could be crushed with a flick of his wrist.

If we train these people, we can make them our own core team and use them as tools. That's perfectly acceptable.

"What you say is absolutely right, sir!" the crowd responded, their faces filled with fighting spirit.

If I could earn some merit points, it would only benefit my career, with no drawbacks. Why would I refuse such a good opportunity?

"I don't ask for much; I'd be perfectly content with 100,000 merit points."

"One hundred thousand? That's equivalent to a half-step Great Dao first stage evil spirit, that's too many."

Everyone had already begun to dream, and after hearing their words, True Monarch Hundred Tribulations smiled wryly and said:

"Since this is your first time here, with your cultivation levels, obtaining tens of thousands of merit points would be quite good."

"Yes, yes, you're right, sir. We can't possibly compare to you. We'd be happy if we were even a tenth as good as you."

Everyone started showering him with flattery.

The Hundred Tribulations True Lord was secretly pleased to hear this. He nodded slightly, maintaining a perfect posture that was neither overly aloof nor lacking in consideration for his subordinates, yet still befitting a king.

Suddenly, a cry of surprise shattered the harmonious atmosphere.

"Holy crap! How is this possible?!"

A man at the back of the group stared in shock at the mark on his hand, looking even more astonished than if he had seen a peerless enchantress flirting with him; he was completely dumbfounded.

"Shouting and yelling! What kind of behavior is this!"

Hundred Tribulations frowned, feeling very uncomfortable about being interrupted.

"That's right! Kui Xing, what are you yelling about?"

"Never seen Mythic Mark before? You're making a big deal out of nothing!"

The crowd began to criticize, looking at the person with displeasure. "Who could stand being attacked like that out of nowhere?"

"No... take a look at the rankings, there's a meritorious official named Ling Xiao in there."

The man named Kui Xing pointed to the mark on his hand and said in a trembling voice.

Upon hearing the name Ling Xiao, the Lord of Myriad Demons' expression shifted, and killing intent surged in his eyes.

"Ling Xiao? What happened to his merits?" True Monarch Hundred Tribulations remained expressionless, but was somewhat puzzled. Could this kid also have merits?

Isn't this normal?

Encountering evil spirits is inevitable on the Mythic Battlefield. Perhaps this kid was lucky enough to run into a few minor evil spirits and kill them.

With this thought in mind, True Monarch Hundred Tribulations moved his divine sense and looked at the Mythic Mark in his hand.

These subordinates are so ignorant; they make a fuss over the smallest things.

Unlike him...

It jolted.

The expression on Hundred Tribulations Zhenjun's face froze, as if he had been petrified, his eyes glazed over and blank.

The next moment, he came back to life, his face filled with shock as he stared incredulously at the mark, letting out a suppressed roar.

"How is this possible!"

Two million merit points!

"This little beast killed a half-step Great Dao Fifth Rank Evil Spirit!?"

He went completely mad. The two million merit points were a small matter; the key was that Ling Xiao had gained 1.6 million merit points in one go, which meant that he had killed a fifth-level evil spirit.

This is the most incredible thing.

"What! Two million merit points?"

"Half-step Great Dao, fifth stage?"

After hearing his words, everyone was stunned and quickly took out their imprints and used their divine senses to investigate.

But when they saw Ling Xiao's name, and the string of achievements that followed, they were stunned.

He was especially shocked to hear that Ling Xiao had killed a fifth-level evil spirit, and his scalp tingled with fear.

Their mission was to hunt down this person.

Who the hell killed whom?

If we can kill even fifth-level evil spirits, why not just annihilate them?

"That's impossible! Ling Xiao absolutely doesn't have that kind of strength. No one knows him better than me!"

The Lord of Myriad Demons withdrew his gaze from the mark. Although he felt a slight ripple in his heart, he quickly regained his composure.

This is too outrageous; he absolutely does not believe that Ling Xiao has this ability.

Because he didn't have any either.

"Yes! There must be something fishy about this. It's impossible for such a short period of time to make such great progress!"

The Hundred Tribulations True Monarch regained his senses and shouted resolutely, his face full of determination.