Golden Finger? But I'm a Genius!
Chapter 35

So Angry, So Angry, So Angry

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Boom!

His fist struck, and as it arrived, his blood and qi blazed like the scorching sun, his divine intent sharp as an arrow.

Su Bo's gaze was like a blade. The aura of his sixth body refinement poured out without restraint. Clenching a fist seal, he unleashed one tyrannical punch after another.

A grave mound exploded, and a Withered-Bone Demon Corpse comparable to a seventh body refinement martial artist crawled out.

The demon corpse had not even had time to survey its surroundings before violent blood and qi and vast fist intent pierced straight through its body.

Blood flames that incinerated all evil and heresy rose thirty feet high, burning it into ash.

After taking down the last Withered-Bone Demon Corpse comparable to a seventh refinement martial artist, Su Bo's mood improved considerably. He slowly calmed the blood and qi within him.

Then he grabbed the soul fire and refined it in an instant, leaving his soul utterly clear.

"Crack..." Continue... the trial?

The Gravekeeper Spirit Skeleton shook its greatsword and emerged from the Dark Forest, dragging several dried corpses in its hand. It stuffed them, one by one, into the exploded grave mounds.

Then it shoved a demon vine seed into each grave mound.

Faint ghostly green phosphorescence flickered. Black soil wriggled around the edges of the blasted holes, gradually sealing them shut and restoring them to their original state.

The Spirit Skeleton then pressed down a new Nether Yin Wood gravestone.

Thus, a grave mound nurturing a new Withered-Bone Demon Corpse was born in its hands.

As Su Bo settled his turbulent blood and qi, he crooked a finger at the Gravekeeper Spirit Skeleton. "Come on, bring out a few more powerful big ones..."

"If I don't vent this anger in my heart, I'll feel awful."

Though he truly did not care what a criminal star Red River Star was, or what it meant for him to be a criminal citizen. Nor would he feel inferior or beneath others because of it.

After all, in this age of martial arts, strength was ultimately supreme.

As long as he was strong enough—stronger than everyone else—who would dare call him a criminal citizen of a criminal star?

Still, that label irritated him greatly, leaving a knot of anger in his chest. So he wanted to vent it.

After all, no one wanted to be born bearing the designation of "criminal."

In his previous life, the being he knew who had been born branded with "criminal" had already become an Eternal Heavenly Emperor in his world.

So why couldn't he become this world's emperor?

Martial Emperor sounded like a pretty good title too.

"Looks like Old Su isn't that broad-minded after all~" Yi You said, stroking his chin.

"If you'd been born a descendant of criminal citizens, would you accept it?" Liu Yue shot back.

"Of course I wouldn't... Ahem, ahem~" Yi You shut his mouth and said nothing more.

The two looked toward Su Bo again.

Mm, one of them carried bundles of shattered Nether Yin Wood gravestones while the other added firewood to the great cauldron. The Soul Vine was almost done cooking.

They had a chance to obtain innate divine abilities too.

A fiery glint flashed through Liu Yue and Yi You's eyes.

Boom! Boom...

Two larger grave mounds burst apart. Terrifying demon qi shot into the sky, and a dense, almost tangible chill spread outward.

Before the demon corpses even emerged, their violent aura had already blasted apart Su Bo's blood and qi and fist intent.

"Oh, the big ones are here?" Su Bo turned his head. He was still gripping a Withered-Bone Demon Corpse that had just crawled out.

Without a second thought, he poured his blood and qi straight into the demon corpse's body.

His tyrannical fist intent crushed its lingering thoughts, while his searing blood and qi ignited it into a blazing torch.

Chilling energy spilled from the two exploded grave mounds. The cold condensed into frost and spread out from the blasted openings.

The freezing chill sealed off an area dozens of meters wide.

Su Bo erupted with immense blood and qi. Standing not far from the grave mounds, his fist intent condensed as his scorching blood and qi clashed fiercely against the cold.

Where a martial artist's blood and qi collided with the chill condensed from demon qi, the ground kept exploding.

Scorching heat, frigid ice...

Two terrifying auras intertwined.

"Eighth refinement demon corpses with seven streams of blood and qi?" Yi You enunciated through gritted teeth.

"Three-Eyes, without using the trump cards given to you by your elders, are you confident?"

Before the Withered-Bone Demon Corpses had even emerged, their terrifying aura had already stirred a trace of fear in him. He stared solemnly at the grave mounds.

He, a genius of the Yi Clan, was only a seventh refinement martial artist with six streams of blood and qi.

Yi You pondered. With his strength, if he did not use the trump cards granted by his family elders, and faced eighth refinement demon corpses with seven streams of blood and qi...

What were his chances of winning?

He could probably withstand one demon corpse. At worst, he would pay a small price.

But against two eighth refinement Withered-Bone Demon Corpses, each comparable to a martial artist with seven streams of blood and qi, he would most likely have to use some minor trump cards given by his elders.

Relying only on his own methods, he would at best suffer severe injuries.

Hearing Yi You say this, Liu Yue silently calculated. After a long while... his voice came out slightly hoarse. "I'd need to use some methods."

"Otherwise, there's a small chance of mutual destruction and a high chance of severe injury."

"Oh?" Yi You's eyes lit up.

There had been no chance of death in his own calculations.

In other words, in terms of apparent strength, he was a little stronger than Three-Eyes?

Tch, satisfied. Completely satisfied!

A few traces of satisfaction appeared on Yi You's face. His aloof expression instantly vanished as he reached out and lightly patted Liu Yue's shoulder.

"Not bad. You're almost able to compete with me."

After saying that, he carried a bundle of Nether Yin Wood over to the great cauldron to add fuel and cook the martial meal.

Liu Yue glanced at him, patted his own shoulder as though brushing off something dirty, then curled his lips into a pitying smile.

"An idiot will always be an idiot. I just said a few things, and he actually believed me~"

Fine, let him be happy. When people are happy, they do more work. The more he does, the less I have to do! Liu Yue thought to himself.

Then he wandered over to the tree beneath which Su Bo had been sitting and sat down to continue watching Su Bo display his might.

They could both fight to the death and kill mere eighth refinement Withered-Bone Demon Corpses with seven streams of blood and qi. He refused to believe Su Bo could not deal with them.

Crack...

Two skeletal corpse claws suddenly thrust out from the grave mound. Pale white bones, viscous emerald corpse fluid, and a foul, fishy stench filled the air.

Along with the abruptly surging demon qi came an eerie, bone-chilling cold.

Unlike the previous demon corpses, these two Withered-Bone Demon Corpses showed no urgency at all. After crawling from their graves, they locked onto Su Bo and moved to kill him.

Instead, they seemed to retain some lingering intelligence, standing where they were and moving their stiff bones.

"They seem a little different..." Liu Yue's expression turned solemn.

Yi You condensed his divine intent. His arrow-like gaze penetrated the demon corpses' spiritual seas. "They still retain a trace of awareness from when they were alive!"

"Maybe there'll be a surprise."

"What do you mean?" Liu Yue did not understand at first.

But Yi You shouted toward Su Bo, "Old Su, be careful. These two big things might be even bigger than you think!"

"Their lingering thoughts still retain some memories and awareness from when they were alive..."

"Oh?" Su Bo was intrigued.

"They can use the abilities they had in life?"

"Yes..."

"Roar! Roar!" The two Withered-Bone Demon Corpses seemed to have adapted to their stiff bodies. They turned their heads and looked toward Su Bo.

The next instant, the ground exploded.

One on the left and one on the right, they charged explosively at Su Bo.

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