Goudan Develops a Divine Weapon

Elsewhere, Yu Yuanzhen carried the battered Yu Xiaogang back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Heaven chose that moment to unleash a torrential downpour.

"Xiao Gang, what kind of woman couldn't you have? Why did you have to get involved with Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden? Spirit Hall isn't something we can afford to provoke."

Yu Xiaogang lay quietly on Yu Yuanzhen's back. The rain washed the blood from his face, revealing one vicious scar after another. His entire face was no longer recognizable.

"Xiao Gang, why are you so stubborn? With your talent, given enough time, you would surely become a Titled Douluo. Why waste your time and energy on matters of the heart?"

"Father, there is no room for anyone else in my heart."

"Ah." Yu Yuanzhen sighed. "Foolish child!"

In a remote region of the Heaven Dou Empire, a group of young people sat gathered together.

"Brother Niu, is Boss really all right?"

"Brother Niu, I just got word from Spirit City. Boss seems to be badly injured."

"Enough! Have you all got nothing better to do? How many times have I said Boss is fine? Are you all deaf? Do you have that much free time?"

"Zhu Youcai, have you made any progress on the nuclear bomb I told you to research? Gou Buli, have you still not developed the radar I assigned you?"

"And Goudan, have you gathered all the materials for weapons like the Barrett and Gatling?"

"All you know how to do is worry blindly. Boss has emphasized time and again that technology changes lives, while strength is what truly matters."

"With your lazy attitudes, when will these weapons and equipment ever be developed? Remember this: only once we develop this equipment will we truly have the foundation to stand on our own and be able to help Boss with his burdens."

As everyone listened to Da Niu's scolding, they lowered their heads in shame.

"What are you still standing around for? Get moving and do some research."

The crowd dispersed. Da Niu stared into the distance in a daze, and the stern expression on his face vanished in an instant.

"Boss, you have to pull yourself together! We already taught Qian Xunji a lesson for you. He can forget about ever being a man again for the rest of his life."

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"I did it! My martial soul evolved!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at his Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, tears of excitement welling in his eyes.

Another year quietly passed.

A new God of Slaughter appeared in Slaughter City—a masked God of Slaughter.

This person was Bai Fan. A year ago, as soon as his injuries had recovered, he entered Slaughter City alone.

After a year tempered by battle, his entire body radiated an icy aura.

"Ninety-nine consecutive victories already? It's time for the final battle."

Bai Fan calmly stepped onto the arena, and the other nine people on the stage swiftly reached an agreement.

"Let's work together and take down this demon first."

The nine raised their weapons and charged at Bai Fan together.

For the final battle, Bai Fan did not choose his usual hand-to-hand fighting style. He mobilized his soul power and gathered it in his palm. Invisible points of light expanded in his hand before finally transforming into a white lotus.

"Remembering the past, longing for old memories."

"World-Destroying White Lotus, endless life!"

The translucent white lotus shot forward at high speed and exploded before the nine people.

The terrifying aura of destruction instantly vaporized all nine of them, leaving neither corpses nor bones behind.

The spectators below the stage stood with their mouths wide open, unable to make a single sound.

This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.

"Congratulations on the birth of a new God of Slaughter."

The King of Slaughter appeared while clapping, a faint smile on his face.

"As expected of the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. From this day onward, you are our friend."

"King of Slaughter, no need for further words. Open Hell Road for me!"

The King of Slaughter's smile vanished. "Hell Road is incomparably dangerous. Are you certain you wish to challenge Hell Road?"

"I am!"

Seeing Bai Fan's resolute attitude, the King of Slaughter directly sacrificed the spectators present.

Bai Fan stepped onto Hell Road. The King of Slaughter watched his retreating figure and sighed. "There will be another God of Slaughter."

Just as the King of Slaughter had expected, Bai Fan successfully passed through Hell Road and obtained the Slaughter Domain.

When Yu Yuanzhen, who had been waiting outside, saw Bai Fan emerge, he immediately ran over. "Xiao Gang, I've worried about you every moment over the past year! Our sect cannot afford to lose a genius like you."

"Father, what was there to worry about? Didn't I come out safely? Where is Little Golden Dragon? Didn't it come?"

"Don't mention it. During the year you were gone, Little Golden Dragon cultivated day and night. It entered seclusion two days ago."

Bai Fan did not think much of it, assuming that Little Golden Dragon simply wanted to grow stronger.

A year ago, when he decided to go to Slaughter City, he left Little Golden Dragon in the sect. Little Golden Dragon was a detached beast martial soul and could not help Bai Fan much. Besides, its sacred bloodline would be rejected by Slaughter City.

"Father, go back. I won't be returning to the sect just yet."

Yu Yuanzhen stared at Bai Fan warily. "Xiao Gang, you aren't planning to go to Spirit Hall alone, are you? I'll say it again: women are like clothes. There are many outstanding women. You don't need to be so fixated on one woman."

Bai Fan did not argue with Yu Yuanzhen. "Father, I'm not stupid. I won't go throw my life away."

"Foolish child, I hope that's true. You've grown up. Go do whatever you want. These old bones of mine can still cover for you."

Bai Fan left beneath Yu Yuanzhen's watchful gaze.

"Goudan, hurry up and bring out your latest achievement for everyone to see!" Da Niu urged loudly.

The short Goudan held a metal object in his hands and stepped onto a raised platform.

Goudan raised the long gun in his hand and spoke to the people below. "Do you know what this thing in my hand is?"

"You brat, stop dragging it out. Show us already." Da Niu urged Goudan.

"Since Brother Niu has spoken, I won't beat around the bush. This is the divine weapon I recently developed—the kind of thing Boss called a Barrett or Gatling."

"Watch closely. I'm about to demonstrate it."

Goudan braced the stock against his shoulder, aimed at a distant tree, and tightly pulled the trigger with his index finger.

Bullets rapidly shot from the muzzle with a series of bangs.

The distant tree crashed to the ground beneath the barrage of bullets.

Goudan coolly blew at the white smoke rising from the barrel.

"Did you all see that? I, Goudan, an utterly ordinary person, unleashed terrifying power solely with the weapon in my hand."

"Amazing! Goudan is amazing!" The scene instantly erupted with praise for Goudan.

"Goudan, this divine weapon doesn't have a name yet, right? You invented it, so give it a name."

Goudan frowned in thought. After pondering for a long time, he finally forced out a name. "How about calling it the Firelight Gun?"

Da Niu asked cautiously, "Could we change the name?"

Although Da Niu found the name rather hard to stomach, Goudan had invented the thing after all, so he could not make his displeasure too obvious.

"Brother Niu, don't make things difficult for me. Of course I know that name doesn't sound good, but I really can't think of anything better. I'm fine with research, but I'm truly terrible at naming things."

"How about calling it the AK-47?"