NovelEnglishRyan glanced at Nash with aplicated expression and confused eyes.
Although he was a bit mischievous as a child and often got into fights with people from neighboring villages, he had been working
diligently since entering society. He had never done anything outrageous.
After killing that Western cultivator, he could not sleep well for the next two days.
Nash smiled faintly. "What do you think?"
With nothing else to do, Nash decided to tell Ryan about his experiences working as the Smiling Grim Reaper since he was 16.
After hearing Nash's story, Ryan felt the urge to kneel before Nash.
The Nash he had always protected since childhood had been going abroad to carry out various assassination missions since he was
16. His KDA was even in the five digits. If Nash hadn't said it himself, he would never have believed it.
Nash exhaled a puff of smoke and said calmly, "There's a saying in the cultivation world that the world is unkind and treats all
things as dust. Ordinary people are bound by laws, but cultivators transcend the realm of ordinary people.
"Although the country has departments to regulate them, they can only control those relatively ordinary warriors. As long as you
stick to your original intention and know who should be killed and who should not, then you're just and can stand at the highest
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point to establish rules!"
Ryan pondered Nash's words thoughtfully. After a moment, his guilt dissipated, and a hint of coldness flashed in his dim eyes.
"You're right. There was a twhen the Western powers bullied our country, and | regret not being able to serve my country
faithfully at that time. Now that | have the ability, | should contribute to the country. Those unscrupulous Western cultivators are
the targets we should suppress!"
Men would do anything in their means for riches and power.
Both Drakonian cultivators and Western cultivators understood the dangers in the secret realm.
Judging from the fact that the Western cultivator attacked Ryan as soon as he saw him, it was clear that Western cultivators would
not show mercy to Drakonian cultivators.
In that case, why should Ryan show pity to them?
"Nash, can you tell where this skull cfrom?"
Ryan extinguished his cigarette and looked up at the cracked skull. "This thing is incredibly tough. Even my full-force blow couldn't
damage it!"
Nash shook his head. "I'm not sure. It might be from a god of the West."
Ryan licked his lips and smirked. "Do you think we can make sgood stuff out of this skull?"
"e it into a weapon?"
Nash looked at Ryan in surprise. Frankly, the sthought hade to his mind.
The skull of a god of the West was divine material. Using it to e a weapon would undoubtedly be powerful.
"Ahem... | meant to make a chamber pot!"
"Not a bad idea!" Nash chuckled.
e on, let's try lifting this tooth!"
Suddenly, Ryan stood up and pointed at the gigantic tooth beneath them. "I couldn't pick it up even after using all my strength."
Hence, Nash and Ryan attempted to lift the enormous tooth.
As Ryan counted down from three, both of them summoned their spiritual energy and exerted their strength together. The tooth
seemed like a mountain as no matter how hard they tried, they could not lift it.
"It's no use. This thing is too heavy..."
Ryan lay deflated on the massive tooth.
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"Pup, I'll take you to get a sword instead!"
Nash remembered the ExtrEmperor Tyrant Blade he cultivated, thinking Ryan might be able to tthat sword.
"A sword? Where is it?"
Ryan sprang to his feet in an instant.
Seeing that it was already dusk outside, Nash said, "It's too late today. Let's go get it tomorrow!"
Ryan instantly becanxious. "What if someone else takes it?"
Having witnessed Nash wield the Nine Dragons Sword, he also wanted a handy weapon.
The sword Nash was talking about was likely from Immortal Falls, left behind by an Ancient Immortal or a god of the West!
Did Drakonian cultivators and Western cultivators not enter Immortal Falls to seek treasures?
Nash smiled faintly. "Even with my Profound Oriental Realm cultivation, | couldn't retrieve that sword, so | doubt anyone else
could!"
"That's good, then!" Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he stared at Nash and exclaimed, "You broke through to the Profound
Oriental Realm?"
"Someone'sing!" Nash's figure flickered as he appeared outside the skull. With a leap, he jumped onto the top of the skull.
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