Chapter 256 - 256 237 Salty
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Updated : Oct 5th, 2025
256: Chapter 237: Salty 256: Chapter 237: Salty “If killing is a sin…then let’s have more of it!”
Above Lu Ping’an’s head on the huge tree, there were still numerous withered corpses hanging.
Since he had turned over this trump card specifically prepared for the beast swarm and Beast Tamer, he naturally had to use it to the extreme…
The ceiling was already densely covered with dry corpses, their life force becoming Lu Ping’an’s spoils of war.
The doubled giant tree and its expanded attack range were impossible to avoid.
Any obstructions turned into hanging corpses on it.
The reason it was only doubled, and not the extreme threefold, was not that the “ceiling” couldn’t be higher and stronger, but because the “load truck”
had reached its limit first.
Noah’s Ark is Guan Xinxian’s battlefield and also uses the same source of “class doubling” ability, but both have a lower limit (2 times) and a shorter duration.
If Lu Ping’an fully unleashed his abilities and used the utmost triple transformation, it would be stronger, but he was afraid it wouldn’t just be slow but also immobile.
But the super heavy truck…
no, the advancing mobile wall, had its own killing power.
No matter how fierce the beast swarm was, how agile the beasts were, or how outstanding their fighting instincts and techniques were…
the simple lasso and hook rope dropping from the sky were irresistible natural enemies.
Like Beast Tamers, the strength of a Gardener lies in the strength of their “Magic Pet.” Lu Ping’an’s “investment” could take out Magic Plants that were one tier higher than himself, and coupled with the “Sumeru Fusu Tree,” an Exotic Species with greater potential than anticipated, he was able to achieve all this.
Under the amusement park’s Spinning Flying Car, “visitors” were hanged, and then in the midst of their frantic spinning and struggling, their last breaths were taken away.
[Congratulations, Host, you have gained 67 Life-points.]
Another sum of Life-points was credited, and Lu Ping’an smiled satisfactorily.
He glanced at his Life Bank earnings, which had already been restored to 4891 (-4000).
If this battle ended, he might finally become a positive number.
This rare opportunity for a large-scale slaughter finally waited for the best eruption time!
In this wave, he
“…finally made a profit, and for now, I don’t have to worry about losing lifespan again.”
You should know that for the various investments in this battle, Lu Ping’an had already spent more than a thousand…
Just to expedite the maturation of this “ordinary third-tier Magic Plant” Fusang tree, letting it grow from a young to a mature body, it had cost Lu Ping’an 570 Life-points (normally, the third-tier Magic Plant requires 2 to 5 points, with very few 10 points+).
Lu Ping’an knew that it wasn’t a matter of cost-effectiveness but whether he could make it past this threshold; otherwise, he wouldn’t have a future.
Fortunately, he could also enjoy the “Holy Domain” rules, or else he would have to accept an inevitable reduction in lifespan of at least one month.
But the return on investment was worth it; the power of the Fusang tree was well worth the price given the risk of losing lifespan.
Little Sang’s children or siblings had a far more superior mature form than Little Sang.
Now, their height and thickness were several times that of Guan Xinxian’s young Little Sang.
The battlefield’s fortress slowly pushed forward, not too fast but clearing everything in its path, either making way for them or turning into hanging corpses on the tree…
Lu Ping’an hoped that they wouldn’t give way; he desired more harvest.
Knowing that his opponents this time were probably still Life-system users, Lu Ping’an prepared a killing move specifically for the Beast Tamers…
Originally, his hypothetical enemy was Fang Wen and Jia Yi.
When Jia Yi was also finished, he thought it would be unnecessary.
“Haha, finally, my little treasure encountered the right person.”
Under the protection of the wild beasts, Jia Yi, who was panicked, seemed to want to do something, but he couldn’t do anything.
As for its “master,” Jia Yi’s use was only for his “pets.” Now that the pets were gone, he didn’t care about Jia Yi anymore.
“Ahhhhhhhh!”
Having consciousness and freedom was not always a good thing, especially when you could only helplessly face death.
But it seemed that the scream had awakened its busy “master,” or perhaps it was because the master thought it could have more residual value.
The next moment, it was free.
But then, it started to act aimlessly…irrationally impulsive.
It jumped off the arena wall and broke its leg, then stood up strangely and ran in another direction, trying to escape the trajectory of the “war fortress.”
Obviously, this was to delay time, using a “bait” to attract the pursuit of the two battlefields, slowing down their progress.
Jia Yi fled aimlessly and helplessly, knowing neither why he had to flee nor for what he should live.
The Beast Tamer’s “fragments” had lost their value without the Beast Tamer.
“Go ahead.”
Lu Ping’an just patted Guan Xinxian’s shoulder and took over the steering himself.
The handsome youth smiled, nodded, and took off directly in place.
The flying “Iron Ball” flew straight toward his mortal enemy.
How far could a crippled Beast Tamer without any beasts to tame run?
“Boom!”
Jia Yi was suddenly knocked to the ground, his fragile limbs cracking again.
Guan Xinxian just silently stepped on him and looked at the face that had appeared countless times in his nightmares.
“Bang!”
With one punch, blood and teeth flew, and the Fishman with a crooked mouth screamed and rolled.
“Ahhh!”
Guan Xinxian sat on his body, punch after punch.
He had thought that at this moment, he would say something like “for my family,” “for West Entrance,” or “for the victims”, but now, he…
“Bang!”
Another punch, penetrating his lung lobes.
“Bang!”
Another punch, dislocated his right shoulder.
“Bang!”
Another punch, breaking his ribs.
He, the avenger, the child who had cried in the rain once, simply wanted to turn the bastard in front of him into mud!
“Bang!”
One punch after another, still punching.
The impassive avenger just rode on the “victim,” pressing down punch after punch.
At the extreme of pain, there were no tears; too many nights, he had just sat there from dusk to night, then to dawn.
Joy, at its peak, was hard to control…
As he continued hitting, tears slowly flowed, but he remained completely ignorant of it.
“Salty.”
Not until they flowed into his mouth.
But it didn’t matter.
He wiped it away and continued to throw punches.
“Bang.”
“Bang.”
“Bang!”
Finally, when he stopped, there was only a lump of flesh on the ground, and he couldn’t find a place to punch anymore, nor could he find any part that could still be called “Jia Yi.”
He paused for a moment, stood up calmly, looked at the sky, opened his mouth, and in the end, said nothing.
He turned his head and looked over there, where his brother still needed his help.
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