Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land-Chapter 770 - 20: Displaying Divine Skills (Part 3)

Only when an entire Golden Tiger Lion was engulfed in the flames of five Fire Refining Spiders, turning the stone path of the Martial Arts Hall into a river of molten gold, did Yang An finally cry out in pain.

He finally realized what was happening. No wonder the ancients said that only women and children are difficult to raise. This sweet-looking little girl turned out to be the most scheming and cunning of them all. With a smile still on her face and not a hint of red on her cheeks, she cheerfully called her friends to melt Yang An’s Golden Tiger Lion worth a million!

"Melted! Ahahaha, this is hilarious, Shalman, you’re even more ruthless than Feng Buhui, melting it down directly, benefiting everyone. Melting it equates to removing the obstructing Golden Tiger Lion, no wonder you needed 999 pounds. Even if ten or eight more came along, they could all be taken care of with Red Training Spiders," Compass said, watching Yang An’s distressed face, and recalled the old fellow’s palm that had broken one of his ribs earlier, now he couldn’t help but revel in schadenfreude.

Feng Buhui and Qin Dongting also exchanged a look and saw a trace of mockery in each other’s eyes.

The saying goes, "One takes the behavior of one’s company," and Shalman had been utterly corrupted by her captain.

"Thank you for the Golden Tiger Lion Beast, Uncle Yang," Shalman said as she withdrew her Cultivation Beast and passed by the dispirited Yang An.

All three of them had used bizarre methods to get past.

In the end, Compass was ironically the only one who successfully made it through based on his own genuine abilities.

Yang An was like a mute person tasting bitterness, full of grievances and complaints. He felt that something was seriously wrong; these people used all sorts of strange methods, but he couldn’t find any substantial fault with them.

Moreover, there was still one left.

Yang An had never felt as suffocated in his life as he did today. He was like a furious bull, stubbornly fixing his gaze on the last one, Yue Jinghua.

From his observation, this last person was actually the highest in status among the group.

When the others had approached earlier, they unconsciously centered around her, and all decisions were made by her as well.

It seemed that this person was indeed the captain of the July Mercenary Team.

Yang An made up his mind to be ruthless this time. He would not go easy on this last person; otherwise, if other stewards of the Association heard about it, they would definitely think that he had accepted a bribe.

"Seventy percent, eighty percent no—ninety percent. This time, no need for two or three moves. Just one move to take down this frail-looking Newcomer Mercenary," Yang An clenched his fists until they cracked, staring fixedly at Yue Jinghua.

"It’s only me left," Yue Jinghua said as if she hadn’t noticed at all that she was the target of Yang An’s ire, her face relaxed, "Really, Shalman, couldn’t she have told those beasts to be a bit gentle? That was 999 pounds of golden stone."

Upon hearing this, Yang An became even angrier, and said with a nasty tone: "Where does all this nonsense come from? You’re the only one left. Both Tiger Lion Beasts have been destroyed by you. Now you only have two choices: either go back the way you came or step over my dead body to pass."

The few people in the Martial Arts Hall understood that Yang An was truly enraged and hurriedly made faces at Yue Jinghua.

"Then I apologize in advance, Elder Yang," Yue Jinghua said with a smile. When she smiled, her already otherworldly beautiful eyes shone like stars, and even a seasoned player like Yang An was momentarily dazzled by her smile, causing him to pause.

During that moment of stupefaction, Yue Jinghua’s feet executed the very familiar Small Cloud Trace Steps with the suddenness and swiftness of a startled swan or a flash of lightning, and she darted past.

By the time Yang An realized it, Yue Jinghua had already smoothly brushed past him and successfully rendezvoused with her few companions.

"Senior, our apologies," the members of the July Mercenary Team said in unison, cupping their fists and giving a loud salute to Yang An.

Yang An stood there in a daze, only coming back to his senses after the new mercenaries had all left the scene.

He also had a strong mental fortitude; if it had been someone else, they might have already spat blood in anger, suffering a cerebral hemorrhage from sheer fury.

It is said that the new waves push the old ones crashing onto the shore—facing these new mercenaries, he really felt like he was on the verge of biting the dust.

Yang An sighed, his originally towering figure slowly shrank in the desolate autumn wind.

At that moment, the blonde mercenary, along with several new mercenaries, came over. Seeing the empty entrance to the Martial Arts Hall and the golden stone debris on the ground, he too was utterly perplexed.

"Deacon Yang, what happened here?" The blonde mercenary looked around. The members of the July Mercenary Team that had arrived earlier were nowhere to be seen. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Were they all eliminated or...

"They’ve all gone in, I... got ditched by those little brats," Yang An waved his hand, "Changri, go inform the old men at the Mercenary Headquarters. Pay special attention to this new Mercenary Squad called July Mercenary Team. I have a premonition that maybe at this Xuyang Trial, a few dark horses will emerge from this squad."

"Deacon Yang, are you saying that someone among them possesses outstanding strength similar to that of Lord Xiyara?" As a receptionist for the Geyue Mercenary Association, Changri understood Yang An’s personality well. Yang An was an honest man, straightforward with his words. Although Changri did not know what had happened between Yang An and those young mercenaries just now, to elicit such high praise from Deacon Yang, the July Mercenary Team must be extraordinary.

This time, the competition for the Mercenary Newcomer King and the Xuyang Trial were held together. Although it seemed to be just an ordinary competition, in the shadows, the Mercenary Branch and two major powers, even other organizations, were exerting their influence covertly. They all wanted to come out on top in this Xuyang Trial.

Hence, this competition was not only a contest of strength but also a tangled web of various complex powers in the background.

The Geyue Mercenary Association even declared that anyone who came out on top would receive an unprecedented high reward.

Although this news was not made public, there were already rumors within the Mercenary Headquarters. Knowing that the Geyue Mercenary Association was the ultimate hall for continent mercenaries, its armory’s collection of various weapons and the treasure vault’s assortment of Spiritual Treasures were all precious and rare.

If someone had the opportunity to receive these rewards, they could very well become the youngest Mercenary King on the continent.

As a receptionist for the Geyue Mercenary Association, Changri naturally knew the gravity of the situation and nodded his head.

"Understood, I’ll immediately gather all the information on the members of the July Mercenary Team. These new mercenaries are now in your hands," the blonde mercenary Changri said respectfully. He then went to contact the relevant stewards of the Five Saints Mercenary Branch. According to the Mercenary Manual, the area where the members of the July Mercenary Team were most active was around the Xuan Beast Ridge.

"All of you, come at me at once. I’m in a foul mood today, so it’s your bad luck," Changri hurriedly left, and behind him, a series of pitiful screams could be heard. Poor newcomers, it was their turn to accept Lord Yang An’s wrath.