Chapter 100: This is efficiency!
Soon, figures of GBL Cultists appeared ahead, quite a few of them, over ten in total.
The GBL Cultists were all dressed in long coats and hoods, completely enveloped in their robes, sneaking around and avoiding the light; they clearly weren't good people.
"Invaders!!!"
These GBL Cultists, seeing the invading Twelve-Winged Seraph, didn't assess the power disparity between them and immediately brandished their daggers, launching a death charge towards the Twelve-Winged Seraph.
"These monsters can talk?"
Qian Renxue was a little curious.
"Some monsters can say a few simple words, but they're all idiots. No matter what you say to them, they'll just repeat those same few phrases over and over."
"I see!"
Qian Renxue understood.
She knew these monsters weren't human at all; even if they looked like humans, they weren't essentially so. After all, judging by the fact that their bodies disappear immediately after being killed, these monsters were all created by the 'Divinity' behind them.
The Twelve-Winged Seraph swung its Sacred Sword, and one by one, the GBL Cultists became souls under its blade.
In Wang Teng's opinion, the vice copy placed significant restrictions on the Twelve-Winged Seraph.
Within the vice copy, there was a powerful anti-air ability, so even if Wang Teng had the external Spirit Bone—Glory Wings, he couldn't fly, and neither could the Twelve-Winged Seraph.
However, this was normal. After all, most vice copy monsters didn't have long-range attack methods and couldn't fly. If the Twelve-Winged Seraph flew into the air, it would be impossible to hit it.
It was probably for this reason that such a restriction existed within the vice copy.
At this moment, Wang Teng was also secretly glad that his Spirit didn't have a specialized flying Spirit, or he would have been at a loss.
Although the Twelve-Winged Seraph couldn't fly, its speed was fast, its attack strong, and its defense high. In the vice copy—Divine Temple Outskirts, it was simply a symbol of invincibility.
It cut through enemies like slicing melons and dicing vegetables; the small monsters encountered couldn't withstand a single move and were all instantly killed.
Soon, the Twelve-Winged Seraph advanced to the side of the vice copy Lord—GBL Cult Archibishop and Lord—GBL Cult High Priest.
The two Lords were dressed similarly to ordinary GBL Cultists, except the Archbishop wore a white robe, while the High Priest wore a dark blue robe.
Seeing the Twelve-Winged Seraph easily dispatching their subordinates, this was a situation where even an uncle could tolerate, but an aunt could not! The two Lords shouted—"Invaders!!!"—raised their daggers, and collectively charged forward to offer themselves up.
Since the Lords had appeared, Qian Renxue immediately abandoned the small monsters, preparing to directly eliminate the Lords.
"Third Soul Skill, Angel Light Blade."
Instantly, the Twelve-Winged Seraph's hands gathered divine force, and ten golden Angel Light Blades appeared around its body.
Subsequently, the Angel Light Blades shot out, directly hitting the two vice copy Lords.
"Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~ Boom ~"
The two squishy vice copy Lords couldn't withstand such high-damage, and were instantly killed by Qian Renxue's Third Soul Skill, Angel Light Blade.
"Prompt: Cleared vice copy—Divine Temple Outskirts, gained 600 Lord Origin."
The system's prompt sounded in Wang Teng's mind.
'Am I being a kept man?'
Seeing how, after bringing Qian Renxue along, he was practically unstoppable, slaughtering gods and Buddhas alike, and instantly killing everything in their path, even the vice copy Lords, Wang Teng felt that the law of 'true fragrance' was indeed not spoken in vain.
"So fragrant!"
"What's so fragrant?"
"My little Xue'er, you're so fragrant!"
"Hmph!"
In the subsequent three vice copies—Treant Forest, Purgatory, and Polar Day—neither the small monsters nor the Lords had any power to resist in front of their Martial Soul Fusion Technique—the Twelve-Winged Seraph.
Only Dornier, who appeared in the Polar Day vice copy, was a bit troublesome.
Monsters like Dornier flew in the sky. The vice copy had anti-air restrictions, so the Twelve-Winged Seraph couldn't fly, and Qian Renxue only had the Third Soul Skill, Angel Light Blade, which could attack from a distance.
However, Qian Renxue's Spirit Ability also had a cooldown. Fortunately, Wang Teng had the Adjudicator Rifle. Relying on the Twelve-Winged Seraph's strength, the Soul Power Bullet fired from the Adjudicator Rifle displayed the power of an eighth-rank Spirit Saint. One Soul Power Bullet per Dornier, blowing them all up.
With the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, Wang Teng estimated that in the future, he wouldn't need more than an hour each day to clear all five vice copies.
'Tsk tsk, now this is efficiency!'
After exiting the vice copy, Qian Renxue felt a lingering sense of satisfaction. The ability to rapidly increase one's strength was an irresistible temptation for every Spirit Master.
"How do you feel?"
"How do I feel about what?"
"How much has the God's Trial Land helped you?"
"Hmm, it's helped me a lot. The spirit power increase from clearing the God's Trial Land five times feels roughly equivalent to two days of my cultivation."
This was only in terms of spirit power; her physical fitness and mental force also improved. Although the effects weren't very obvious, accumulated over time, they would definitely far surpass ordinary Spirit Masters by a significant margin.
"That's good. I'll contact you again tomorrow night."
"Mhm mhm!"
Just then, a "grumble grumble" sound came from Qian Renxue's stomach.
"..."
Qian Renxue was so embarrassed that her head drooped, which Wang Teng found a bit amusing.
However, Wang Teng held back. If he laughed, Qian Renxue would probably explode. A weak support couldn't beat a strong warrior.
"Hungry, aren't you? Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious."
"Mhm."
Soon, a seafood hotpot was set up in the Sky City's Lord's Mansion.
Sky City might lack other things, but it definitely didn't lack high-grade Spirit Beast meat. Since it was Qian Renxue's first time visiting Sky City, Wang Teng wasn't stingy and directly served a seafood hotpot.
Although the overall culinary level on the Douluo Continent was not as high as in his previous life, the quality of the ingredients far surpassed it. Coupled with some seasonings, the taste of the seafood hotpot would definitely not be inferior to what a top chef from his previous life could make.
"Mmm, it's so delicious!"
Perhaps because there was no one else present, Qian Renxue looked like a starving ghost reborn, transforming into a big eater, her chopsticks moving non-stop.
"Eat slowly, no one's going to snatch it from you!"
After a long while, Qian Renxue rubbed her belly with a satisfied expression, lying on the chair. However, she seemed to remember something and immediately became unhappy.
"Wang Teng, it's all your fault!"
"Uh, what's wrong? I didn't offend you, did I?"
"Hmph, if you hadn't made it so delicious, I wouldn't have eaten so much. What if I get fat later?"
"Haha, so that's it. It's okay, even if you get as fat as a pig, I'll still want you."
"Hmph, you're the one who'll get as fat as a pig!"
Although she said that, Qian Renxue felt delighted inside.
"Oh, by the way, little Xue'er, these two things are for you."
Saying that, Wang Teng handed the Radiance Meditation and the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower to Qian Renxue. As for the Yearning Heartbroken Red, he wasn't in a hurry to give it to her yet. He'd wait a few more days, as good things couldn't be digested all at once.
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