Elsewhere, Yu Yuanzhen carried the battered Yu Xiaogang back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Heaven chose that most inopportune 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 vicious knife scars. His entire face was completely unrecognizable.
"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 this kind of love affair?"
"Father, there's no room in my heart for anyone else."
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 the boss really okay?"
"Brother Niu, I just got news from Spirit City. The boss seems to be seriously injured."
"Enough! Do you all have nothing better to do? How many times have I said the boss is fine? Are you all deaf? Are you all that idle?"
"Zhu Youcai, have you made any progress on the nuclear bomb I told you to research? Gou Buli, haven't you finished researching the radar yet?"
"And Goudan, have you gathered all the materials for weapons like the Barrett and Gatling?"
"All you know how to do is worry blindly. The boss has emphasized time and again that technology changes lives, and strength is what truly matters."
"With attitudes as lax as yours, when will these weapons and equipment ever be developed? Remember this: only once we develop this equipment will we truly have a foundation to stand on, and only then can we help the boss bear his burdens."
Hearing Da Niu's scolding, everyone present lowered their heads in shame.
"What are you still standing around for? Get the hell back to your research."
After the crowd dispersed, Da Niu stared blankly into the distance, and the stern look on his face instantly faded.
"Boss, you have to pull yourself together! We already taught Qian Xunji a little lesson for you. He won't be 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 gazed at his Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, tears of excitement filling his eyes.
Another year quietly passed.
A new killing god appeared in Slaughter City, a masked killing god.
That person was Bai Fan. As soon as his injuries had recovered a year ago, he had entered Slaughter City alone.
After a year tempered by battle, an icy aura radiated from his body.
"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 wielded their weapons and attacked Bai Fan together.
For the final battle, Bai Fan did not choose his usual close-combat fighting style. He mobilized his Soul Power and gathered it in his palm. Invisible specks 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 rebirth!"
The translucent white lotus shot forward at high speed and exploded before the nine people opposite him.
The terrifying aura of destruction instantly vaporized all nine, leaving not even bones behind.
The spectators below opened their mouths wide, unable to make even the slightest sound.
This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.
"Congratulations on the birth of a new killing god."
The King of Slaughter appeared while applauding, a faint smile on his face.
"As expected of the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. From today onward, you are our friend."
"King of Slaughter, no need for more words. Open Hell Road for me."
The smile vanished from the King of Slaughter's face. "Hell Road is incomparably dangerous. Are you certain you wish to brave Hell Road?"
"I'm certain!"
Seeing Bai Fan's resolute attitude, the King of Slaughter directly sacrificed all the onlookers present.
Bai Fan stepped into Hell Road. Watching his retreating figure, the King of Slaughter sighed softly. "There will be another killing god."
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 this past year! Our clan cannot lose a genius like you."
"Father, what was there to worry about? Didn't I come out safely? Where's 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's in seclusion these past two days."
Bai Fan did not think too much about it, assuming only that Little Golden Dragon simply wanted to grow stronger.
When he had decided to go to Slaughter City a year ago, he had left Little Golden Dragon in the clan. Little Golden Dragon was an External Beast Martial Soul and was of little help to Bai Fan. Besides, the sacred bloodline within its body would be rejected by Slaughter City.
"Father, go back. I won't return to the clan for now."
Yu Yuanzhen stared vigilantly at Bai Fan. "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 plenty of 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 what you say is true. You've grown up now. Go do whatever you want. These old bones of mine can still cover for you."
Bai Fan left beneath Yu Yuanzhen's gaze.
"Goudan, hurry up and show everyone your latest achievement." Da Niu urged loudly.
The short Goudan stood atop a raised platform, holding a metal object in his hands.
Goudan raised the long gun in his hand high and addressed the people below. "Do you know what this thing in my hand is?"
"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 the boss calls a Barrett or Gatling."
"Watch closely. I'm about to demonstrate it."
Goudan braced the stock against his shoulder, aimed at a distant tree, then squeezed the trigger tightly with his index finger.
Bullets rapidly shot from the muzzle, producing a series of bangs.
The distant tree crashed to the ground beneath the impact of the bullets.
Goudan coolly blew away the white smoke rising from the barrel.
"Did you all see that? I, Goudan, an utterly ordinary person, unleashed such terrifying power solely through the weapon in my hands."
"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 cautiously asked, "Can we change the name?"
Although Da Niu found the name somewhat hard to listen to, 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?"
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