Chapter 759 - Never Offend a Dharmic Armament Cultivator!

Chapter 759: Never Offend a Dharmic Armament Cultivator!
For those who had reached a certain cultivation level, there were definitely those who processed information more slowly, but it was practically impossible for fools to exist. For example, most of the cultivators in the Black Armor Legion had realized that Wang Baole’s initial promise was two-pronged. On the one hand, he wanted to protect himself, and on the other hand, he wanted to get into the good books of the Black Armor Legion.
The fastest, most convenient, and most effective method, other than hatred, was the interests of each other. So something like owing someone money was often one of the methods to quickly build up interpersonal relations. Once this relationship was formed, it was often very stable up until the debt was paid.
Wang Baole had understood this since he was young, and he made use of it many times. So, without much hesitation, he immediately used it. At the same time, deep in his heart, this was one of the true reasons he dared to take a risk and kill the Ink Dragon Legion commander’s disciple.
He was definitely angry, but not to the point of intolerance. On the one hand, his taking action and killing the disciple was a test, and on the other hand, it was a position Wang Baole deliberately created.
He thought about it very clearly. Since he had met with the incident of the Ink Dragon Legion, it was now somewhat impractical to follow his previous plan step by step. At the same time, a new opportunity presented itself. But to climb up the ranks in the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect, he definitely had to show himself.
All of these factors culminated in the scene of him killing the disciple in a fit of rage and defiance!
And the shock of the surrounding crowd proved Wang Baole’s judgment correct. But compared to the ordinary Black Armor Legion cultivators, Wang Baole was more interested in the attitude of the Black Armor Legion’s commander.
This attitude… appeared quickly!
As Wang Baole retreated, the Ink Dragon Legion’s commander, who had lost her beloved disciple, roared and prepared to give chase with incredible killing intent in her eyes. The elder lying on the black beetle within the rainbow bubble had a weird glow in his eyes for the first time. He took a deep look at Wang Baole and laughed.

Interesting.
As he spoke, he raised his right hand and seemed to randomly poke the shell of the black beetle. Immediately, the giant black beetle raised its head and opened its mouth, letting out a roar. This roar passed through the rainbow bubble and exploded out. The impact it created spread directly outside the light ray and formed a storm in front of Wang Baole, to where the Ink Dragon Legion’s commander chased him.
Rumbles immediately echoed, and Wang Baole’s body trembled. But he clenched his teeth and retreated back within the boundary light rays. Although the Ink Dragon Legion’s commander was strong, she was still just a False Immortal and not a true Spirit Immortal. Her expression changed as the storm affected her speed, and she could only watch as Wang Baole entered the internal part of the light rays. The indignance and frenzy in her heart caused her to let out an angry roar.
But this Ink Dragon Legion’s commander was a vicious person. Although her anger had reached a boiling point, she violently stepped on the cosmos below her. She didn’t take a second look at Wang Baole, and instead, turned around and left with a flick of her body.
Her leaving like that made Wang Baole more frustrated then if she gave a vicious reply. That was because he understood that these kinds of people were the truly vicious ones.
This issue needs to be settled as quickly as possible! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He retracted his gaze from the direction of the Ink Dragon Legion’s commander and turned to greet the Black Armor Legion with cupped fists, doing the same towards the rainbow bubble.

Thank you for your assistance, Senior!

The elder within the bubble seemed not to have heard Wang Baole’s greeting. He lay down and closed his eyes.
Wang Baole’s expression remained the same. After greeting the elder once again, he maintained his respectful posture and retreated while facing him. This continued until he retreated ten thousand feet away. It was then that he turned around and prepared to leave.
Right at that moment, seemingly pleased with Wang Baole’s actions from start to finish, Xu Feizi’s dignified voice finally sounded in Wang Baole’s ears.

Long Nanzi, you have promised to donate three hundred Ink Dragon Fish within three years. I will remember that.

After hearing that, Wang Baole was silent for a few breaths. He then cupped his fists and greeted Xu Feizi once more. In his respectfulness, he spoke without hiding his pain.

Junior understands.
As he spoke, he seemed listless. He clutched his chest, seemingly heavily injured, and slowly left. He only narrowed his eyes and looked back in the direction of the Black Armor Legion after he walked out of the area covered by the Spirit Immortal Divine Sense.
Asking for triple the amount, this Black Armor Legion commander is kind of vicious. Is he trying to make me shoot myself in the foot… Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He originally didn’t plan on repudiating his debt. If the situation allowed it, he would still have considered donating the Ink Dragon Fish and strengthening his ties with the Black Armor Legion as a result.
But Xu Feizi’s previous words made him kill that thought. He realized the intentions of the Black Army Legion’s commander. He was trying to forcefully increase Wang Baole’s value. That way, Wang Baole’s death would be more valuable.

It doesn’t have to take three years. At most, after one year’s time… if I can’t manage to produce the Ink Dragon Fish, this commander of the Black Armor Legion will create a situation where I’m killed by the Ink Dragon Legion, and then he’ll ask for compensation from the Ink Dragon Legion.
As he muttered, Wang Baole’s speed didn’t decrease. His target wasn’t the Divine Eye civilization’s main star. Instead, he wanted to find a place to cultivate within the cosmos controlled by the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect.
This kind of place wasn’t difficult to find. Small planets or some meteorites were all very suitable. But comparatively, the latter was much easier to find.
After half a month, Wang Baole finally found a suitable meteorite. He meditated cross-legged on it, adjusting his cultivation. He withstood the pain that ripped across his body and finally dispelled the blood-colored dragonfly’s curse on his chest. As he did so, he adjusted his thoughts and plans.
Whether it be the killing intent spread by the Ink Dragon Legion or the threats given by the Black Armor Legion, all of it can be attributed to the fact that… my identity and cultivation are both weaker than theirs! Wang Baole sat cross-legged on the meteorite, raising his head to look towards the cosmos ahead. He grabbed at the ground surrounding him with his right hand and dug out a piece of meteorite, turning it around in his hand.
Changing my identity isn’t difficult, but it poses a threat in the future. The increase in my cultivation can’t be done in a short amount of time. But… there’s one thing that I can use to change this situation!
Fame! Wang Baole exerted some pressure on the meteorite in his hand, and a crack was heard as he crushed it. A glimmer appeared in his eyes.
If I were a reputable and famous person known to everyone in the Divine Eye civilization, then even if I can’t change the situation completely, I can resolve everything once I get the attention of the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect!
The difficulty is in how I get the attention to reach the level I need… The only way for me to achieve this is to do something sufficiently shocking. As Wang Baole deliberated until this point, his thoughts became clear.
No event would be bigger and more shocking than one person taking down an entire army. A cold glint flashed through Wang Baole’s eyes. Thinking about how he had to destroy the battleship he spent so much effort to build, the pursuit of the Ink Dragon Legion’s commander, and the suffering he had to endure in this period before eliminating the pain brought to him by the blood-colored dragonfly’s curse, a decisiveness appeared in his eyes.
With my cultivation, I will need enough battleships to do so!
These battleships don’t need to be at a high level, they just have to be able to self-destruct. At the same time, I have to adjust their inscriptions and make it so that the self-destruction can be chained… Enough manpower is also needed to control these battleships. Wang Baole closed his eyes, thought for a while, then slowly reopened them.
Time to use my puppets! After making his decision, Wang Baole wasted no time. First, he strengthened the array formation he set up in the surroundings to be used during his recuperation. Next, he opened his storage bracelet and took out dozens of storage bags from within. Inside those bags was the loot from accompanying the Holy Crest Sect on their travels.
This still isn’t enough… Wang Baole checked his items once, planned it out in his head, and immediately activated his voice transmission jade slip. He sent a voice transmission to De Kunzi, planning to make him gather all of the materials he needed and have him send them over in batches. At the same time, he gave De Kunzi a list and ordered him to purchase the items elsewhere.
De Kunzi had already escaped back to the main star of the Divine Eye civilization. He was originally cautious, and that was compounded by the rumors he had heard. After hearing rumors of Long Nanzi’s conflict with the commander of the Ink Dragon Legion and the involvement of the Black Armor Legion, he didn’t relax, becoming more nervous instead. Truthfully, to him, both the Ink Dragon and Black Armor Legions were two massive armies he dared not step on the shoes of.
So, after receiving Wang Baole’s voice transmission, he deliberated in his heart. In the end, he sighed, clenched his teeth, and carried out Wang Baole’s orders.
Just like that, three months passed in a flash. The meteorite Wang Baole was on looked normal on the surface, but its interior had completely changed. The internal area of the meteorite had become hollow, and a sea of fire spread within it. Besides Wang Baole at the center, whose hair was unkempt seemingly due to his crazed refinement of armaments, there were thousands of puppets of various sizes within the internal area of the meteorite.
As for the puppets, they were busy going in and out of the meteorite, where simple battleships, whose only strength lay in the explosive power of their self-destruction, were being continuously mass-produced!
This still isn’t enough. Commander of the Ink Dragon Legion, just you wait! With a wave of his right hand, Wang Baole produced three more puppets. After sending them to participate in the surrounding construction work, he started refining battleships once again!