• "Ah, the sun has blinded my eyes!"

Suffocation.

• "Lu Lu, you choked me with water!"

Hai Lu Lu's laughter rang out.

• "Xian Tian, don't you know how to swim?"

Xian Tian replied, embarrassed:

• "To be honest, no."

Hai Lu Lu laughed again:

• "Then let me teach you."

• "What???"

Xian Tian was astonished. In his life, he had never cared about swimming, or perhaps it never occurred to him to learn it. Even life was full of things one could learn, even emotions. But Xian Tian's heart was shattered.

Yet, despite that, he felt a thrill in the matter.

Xian Tian sighed and said:

• "But why do you want me to learn?"

She replied with a playful smile:

• "Because I want you to drown, so you'll owe me!"

Xian Tian laughed, bewildered:

• "What a strange request! You want me to be indebted to you? In fact, since I came here, I've been indebted to you. What's the difference?"

Hai Lu Lu pulled Xian Tian's face toward hers. He was standing on a simple wooden bridge he had built to be close to the water and watch Hai Lu. Her face was close to his; he felt her breath and sensed the proximity of her rosy lips.

She spoke in a mischievous tone:

• "I already collected on that debt, you fool!"

Xian Tian looked at her in bewilderment, but then he felt Hai Lu's lips... She was kissing him.

It wasn't Xian Tian's first kiss. He had loved many before and had even entered a political marriage. Emotions were unimportant to Xian Tian; everything in his heart spoke of benefit... except now. Finally, he felt affection.

After Hai Lu stopped, she said:

• "You fool, I already collected that debt, and now you have a new one! Hee hee hee hee!"

She pushed Xian Tian into the water. He was drowning slowly. He saw the sun's reflection in the water.

Strange feelings, perhaps mixed with fear, or perhaps feelings for the first time where he wanted to be rescued.

Hai Lu's image appeared playfully and pulled him out of the water. Her ears, due to her mermaid-like form, resembled fins.

Xian Tian was spitting water from his mouth. He smiled helplessly:

• "You're such a villainess! You should be punished."

Xian Tian pulled on her ears.

• "Sorry, alright, stop it!"

Xian Tian stopped pulling her ears. She was holding him so he wouldn't drown. She looked at him with a mischievous smile and said:

• "Hee hee hee hee! Now you owe me. Make sure you repay the debt!"

Xian Tian looked at her helplessly:

• "Alright then, what do you want???"

A strong light flashed. The giant shadows of palm leaves covered his face.

Clark woke up. It was just a dream.

Clark didn't know what debt he was supposed to repay, but it was a memory, and he only partially remembered it.

The matter was interesting to him. Perhaps he felt this existence was enjoyable and wanted to explore it more.

Humans were complex, and perhaps men's hearts were complex. Clark didn't understand, but he felt it was just a fleeting thing, nothing more.

He began to eat his food. He was in a forest 200 kilometers away from the Wu Tribe. He had wasted 9 days, and only one day remained until the first round of the Refinement Conference.

He advanced and flew using the super speed of his Extreme Movement, "Piercing the Blade."

He knew how cunning Jin was; when it was time to leave, Jin would leave and wouldn't care whether Clark attended or not. The Blood Covenant didn't stipulate that Clark must accompany Jin at all times, stay together, and watch each other. It was merely a mutual cooperation and a covenant that neither would kill the other.

Clark hadn't expected to receive such trust to go to the Immortal World, fearing Jin would betray him. And he could imagine how he would be killed in the most horrific ways.

But with the covenant, no one would easily learn his true identity unless there was a flaw in Clark's plans or something. And it would be because he hadn't mentioned a clause about not betraying. But if Jin was smart, he might cause a problem that would indirectly lead to Clark's death, or find a way to destroy the covenant.

• "Oh, I arrived within an hour! Ugh, I'm tired and used up a lot of Immortal Essence. I only have a hundred left. I must be cautious and use it wisely."

•"But perhaps Jin possesses wealth. I should exploit it later! Hahahaha!"

He had entered the Wu Tribe again, and its view was still breathtaking, resembling a massive, highly advanced city. Unfortunately, half of its saints had died.

• "Pitiful! The means, like tribes and sects, are shackles created to bind humans and link them to the weak."

•"The weak establish laws to tie the future of the strong to their own. And the law in these civilizations is established so the strong can kill the weak, and the weak can kill those weaker than them. It's an endless cycle of falsehood."

•"Therefore, that environment is just a lie, but what exists within it is genuine safety for me to exploit and develop myself without fear."

Clark stepped into the tribe and mingled with the people! He advanced toward the tribe with steady steps.

Until he arrived. He was asking about Jin in many places until someone answered him:

• "Are you looking for Jin? He's training with the Clan Leader in his hall."

Clark requested permission to enter the hall and went in.

• "You may enter."

Before him were the young Clan Leader Wu Yong Shi and Jin. Clark looked at Jin coldly, while the other returned the same look.

He sat on the chair beside the Clan Leader and ate some apples. He was rude. Even the guards despised him.

Meanwhile, the Clan Leader laughed:

• "Hahahaha! Feel free to relax, Zu Long. After all, you and Jin delivered an impressive performance, and I'm honestly pleased."

Clark smiled a helpless smile and began to flatter:

• "That's but a small service, my lord. That was merely a simple task, and I didn't intend to incur your debt yet. Hahahaha! But believe me, in the future you will see a magnificent performance from me that will satisfy your eminence."

He had a silver tongue. Even the soldiers and the Clan Leader were shocked; they hadn't expected him to be so obedient.

Just formalities Clark used to make people lose focus on his greedy fangs and fingers.

The Clan Leader, Jin, and Clark conversed. He enjoyed the company of these two. After midnight, he ended the session with them:

• "I think I have tired you with my company, gentlemen. You may rest, for tomorrow you have a journey. Rest well."

Clark and Jin bid their respectful farewells and left.

On the way, Jin began to speak. He was disgusted:

• "We agreed to go together, didn't we? So why did you betray me?"

Clark looked at Jin arrogantly:

• "Since when have I been obligated to accompany you like a childminder? I expect you to know more about this world than I do, and therefore I don't rule out your malicious intentions to keep me away from good things."

Jin grabbed Clark's robe collar angrily:

• "Who do you think you are? Do you think I can't face you?"

Clark was as calm as a cool breeze:

• "And do you think I can't do that? Or have you forgotten that we can't kill each other? What an immature fool!!!"

Clark's words were like a slap to Jin's face.

He pushed Jin's hand away from his neck and returned to his room. He wasn't interested in an argument; he was thinking about tomorrow and the good strategies he should use.

There was a weakness for Clark, indeed, something everyone suffered from: the difficulty of refining an Immortal-grade Extreme Movement. It required luck more than anything else.

Naturally, there were ways to increase luck, and many wanted them because they helped in dealing with Heavenly Tribulations and hellish calamities.

The more your talent and distinction increased, the more Heaven's Will would strike you with merciless, hellish tribulations.

Clark also needed the Luck Path. In truth, he wanted everything. His greed knew no bounds.

After long contemplation, he slept peacefully; because there was no round that required refining an Immortal-grade Extreme Movement, otherwise the conference would have ended in the first round.

After a full day, the two woke up, used Immortal Travel, and arrived at the headquarters of the "Demon's Wrath" sect. The first round was there.

Jin mingled and talked with people. Clark didn't want direct contact with sects because if they learned his true identity, they wouldn't leave him alone.

But An Er came toward him. He was surprised, even thinking this woman might slap him. But she was looking at him with a competitive gaze.

She spoke calmly:

• "I want to challenge you in a refinement contest."

Clark was astonished in his mind:

• "Is her specialty refinement? Did she feel inferior because of me? Perhaps what helped me the most was my high attainment in the Refinement Path. My attainment is a Master's attainment. I can say if I removed the illusory subconscious, I would become overwhelmingly and powerfully at the peak of mortal strength."

Clark replied in an arrogant tone to annoy her:

• "Alright, but An Er, make a generous offer. I expect your rich father has provided you with great resources."

An Er's gaze became angry:

• "Don't mention my father's name!"

Clark laughed:

• "Alright, alright! Is this how you treat your savior? How strange! I didn't expect such rudeness."

An Er was embarrassed. After all, she was from the righteous path, so she would certainly feel ashamed of her action.

An Er calmed down and spoke confidently:

• "Then listen. I have an Immortal recipe called 'Ghost Face'!!!"

Clark was shocked upon hearing that. The Extreme Movement that complemented Clark's stimulation techniques! He was extremely happy.

To be continued.....

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