Chapter 87: Public Broadcasting: Common Sense Education 1st Season-04

Wei Chen increased his strength and pushed the charismatic man back. The man retreated, creating a safe distance between himself and Wei Chen. His hand felt numb, and he no longer dared to underestimate Wei Chen.

“Since your strength is on par with mine, you must not be a nobody. What is your name?” the man asked.

“Wei Chen. Does the name ring a bell?” Wei Chen asked, though he did not expect this man to know him. Since the man had not recognized him at first sight, it meant that he and his son must have come from outside the broadcast range and likely did not have a U-Phone.

After all, U-Phones would display broadcasts regardless of distance, depending on one’s cultivation. However, although Wei Chen’s cultivation had advanced, this location was in the middle of nowhere, not a place where people gathered like a city square. Because of that, it was understandable that the broadcast had not yet reached them.

“No. That only means you are just a nobody who recently broke through to the Void Refining Realm,” the charismatic man said. He paused, then floated into the air, his eyes looking down on Wei Chen.

In his view, anyone who could cultivate to the Void Refining Realm would have already made a name for themselves long ago. Such people would have begun gaining fame from the Nascent Soul stage, a realm that marked a cultivator as above average.

They needed extensive experience, long years of cultivation, and deep understanding of the Dao to accumulate enough foundation to advance to the Void Refining Realm.

So when he heard Wei Chen’s name and found it unfamiliar, the charismatic man assumed that Wei Chen must have encountered a fortuitous opportunity and advanced his realm purely through luck.

Furthermore, from his experience, those who had just advanced to the Void Refining Realm usually needed time to stabilize their cultivation. They would not have the strength to fight someone at a higher stage.

Even if their cultivation method came from the golden era like his own, or even if they were a rare genius, it was impossible for them to fight evenly with him the way Wei Chen had. Because of this, he assumed that Wei Chen had either used a forbidden technique to forcibly increase his strength or relied on some kind of artifact to enhance himself, just as he had done.

No matter the reason, someone with an unstable foundation like Wei Chen might fight him evenly for a short time, but gaining the advantage or winning in a prolonged battle would be impossible.

That was why he threw caution to the wind and decided to end the fight quickly.

Seeing the man act so high and mighty, Wei Chen did not get angry. He merely smiled wryly, shook his head, and then spoke.

“No offense…. but you still have not introduced yourself to me,” Wei Chen said with a faint, amused smile.

“Why must a dragon introduce himself to an ant?” the charismatic man said with overwhelming arrogance as he channeled his cultivation, preparing to use the Void Refining Realm’s specialty.

The domain.

“Alright. Since you do not want to tell me your name, I will make it easy for myself. I will call you Lord Mo then…” Wei Chen said with a highly punchable smirk.

“Lord Mo? No. I refuse to acknowledge that name. I am a person of honor and high standing. I believe in the dao of the righteous path, not the cruelty of the demonic path,” the charismatic man said self righteously. Inside, however, he felt proud, because the word Mo represented the fear of his enemies.

(Author note: 魔 (mó) refers to a malevolent supernatural being that causes harm, temptation, or obstruction. It carries the concept of evil, magic, and the occult. Common translations include devil, demon, fiend, evil spirit, or monster. For example, a cool name such as 魔绝 (Mo Jue), meaning Severing Demon, or a demon who cuts or severs.)

Hearing this, Wei Chen smirked. “Of course not, you dimwit. That name is far too cool for you. I mean the word Mo as in moron, which means an idiot or a very foolish person in my home language.”

… Inside the chat room …

Little Wealthy Demon: [I swear, if he dares to call my father by that moniker, I will bite him to death!]

Handsome Tall and Rich: [Thanks for the new word. Now I can ridicule a lot of people from the demonic path without them knowing that I am ridiculing them.]

Little Wealthy Demon: [You know that there are more than millions of people watching this, right?]

…

The moment Lord Mo understood what the word Mo meant in Wei Chen’s words, anger rushed to his head.

“Courting death!” he shouted in rage.

The space surrounding the flying ark shattered like a mirror. Shards of space fractured into thousands of pieces as Wei Chen was dragged into a foreign dimension.

… Inside the chat room …

Sword Dao Genius: [Brother Wei! He wants to use a domain. Retreat!]

Little Wealthy Demon: [Argggh! This idiot! Hold on! I will send a protector from my sect to help break you out of the domain from the outside!]

Little Butterfly: [My lord!]

Ethereal Snow: [<Little Wealthy Demon> I happen to be near the Martial Exchange Grand Stage. The battlefield should be nearby. I will go and help him for you.]

Little Wealthy Demon: [<Ethereal Snow> Please, Sister Ethereal Snow! If you can help that idiot, I will owe you a big favor!]

Little Butterfly: [<Ethereal Snow> Count me in too! I will owe you as well!]

Little Wealthy Demon: […..]

….

As a red sun rose, the scene shifted from the deck of the Song Clan flying ark to dark, cracked volcanic soil filled with volcanoes. The red sun loomed behind erupting volcanoes as countless large balls of flame sprayed into the sky and rained down toward where Wei Chen stood.

Wei Chen smirked, then his expression grew solemn. He could finally go all out here without worrying about collateral damage.

Since his advancement to half step Soul Transformation Realm, the power of his combat techniques compared to when he was still in Core Formation was like comparing Mount Everest to an anthill.

Death energy mixed with underworld authority enveloped his body as his mouth uttered a single word.

“Unseal.”

With that word, like a volcanic eruption, the power hidden within the dense black hole burst forth. The power of the Samsara Sovereign’s Scripture cultivation method covered his body. This cultivation method worked in perfect harmony with the Underworld Bone Claw combat technique.

Like dark armor covering Wei Chen, the ten meter Avatar of Death behind him changed drastically. This time, Wei Chen was suspended inside a ribcage formed from dense death energy mixed with underworld authority.

White bone and dark aura covered Wei Chen like a shield, protecting him inside. Right now, Wei Chen was suspended within the Avatar of Death like a pilot inside a giant mech.

And this made Wei Chen’s heart pound with excitement.

Finally. Finally, he had the chance to be inside a construct. He could imagine that he was driving a giant mech, but this was even better, as the construct moved according to his thoughts, as if it were part of his own body.

Wei Chen looked around, trying to perceive the weaknesses of this domain realm. Each domain had different weaknesses depending on the user.

There were two main categories of domains. The basic one was the Earth Domain, a domain that created a separate space or world belonging to the domain user and dragged the opponent inside it.

This type of domain was the most common. Within such a domain, the user was like a god of that space.

The other category was the Heaven Domain, which was only recorded in legends and folklore and had never been seen in the current era.

As for this man’s domain, which relied on volcanoes and fire, it was one of the most common and easiest to comprehend.

This was an Elemental Domain. This type of domain was the most common form because it came from comprehension of nature, which was easy to observe and understand when forming one’s own domain.

To break Earth Domains and Elemental Domains, there were two effective methods. The first was introducing an opposing element, forcing the user to deplete their spiritual qi at a faster rate.

The second method was to destroy the domain with overwhelming power. However, if someone had that much power, they would not have been dragged into their opponent’s domain in the first place.

As for Wei Chen, he had a simpler method to destroy this domain….

The Avatar of Death construct rose as its body grew larger, from ten meters to twenty, from twenty to thirty, and in the end, it stopped at one hundred meters tall.

Aside from the ribcage, the Avatar of Death was covered in Chinese-style armor. Its right arm was disproportionate compared to the left, longer and far more menacing. That right arm ended in a claw shaped like a scythe, made of white bone and covered in dense death energy, while the left arm held a large wooden command arrow.

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