The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 150: Even a Mosquito’s Leg is Still Meat

"The Jiawu War is a key event in this Illusion Realm timeline shift, where many countries' descenders are preparing to participate and gather Qi Fortune. Over in Korea, they've even discovered traces of real-world cults. Be cautious."

At that moment, a familiar silhouette slowly approached the two of them and gently warned them.

"Senior Brother Feng."

Feng Zhaobai patted Zhu Haomiao's shoulder, examining him with a complex expression, and let out a long sigh.

"Were you the one responsible for the Blood-colored Banquet massacre?"

"Ah? What's the Blood-colored Banquet?"

Seeing Zhu Haomiao's confused expression, looking genuinely puzzled, Feng Zhaobai suspiciously furrowed his brows.

"The Brittania officers' banquet was attacked, with dozens of senior generals killed..."

"Oh, that incident? Yeah, I did it."

The young man casually waved his hand, his indifferent and relaxed attitude made Feng Zhaobai's eyelid twitch!

You massacred several divisions' senior officers of the world's top military power, not just squashed a few insects!

Feng Zhaobai, hesitant to speak yet silent, rubbed his temples with a headache and helplessly sighed.

"You... sigh... forget it, career soldiers aren't protected by the Transcendents' Accord, so if you killed them, then they're dead. Just be cautious in the future; the native Brittania won't take this lying down."

Seeing that instead of being afraid, the young man seemed eager and excited, Feng Zhaobai sighed even more wearily.

As his powers grow rapidly, the terror of Abyss Level creatures is gradually being revealed. Can I really guide him onto the right path?

However, completely unaware of Feng Zhaobai's worries about him, Zhu Haomiao rubbed his hands in anticipation, as if seeing a huge flock of fat ducks flying in automatically.

Smacking his lips, pushing all sorts of bold ideas back down his heart, Zhu Haomiao turned to look at Feng Zhaobai, and softly asked.

"Senior Brother Feng, if I'm going to Korea in a while, should I stockpile some Contribution Points and exchange all the cultivation techniques I want to learn?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhaobai looked into the young man's clear eyes, hesitated, and furrowed his brow.

"What other cultivation techniques do you want to learn?"

"Uh... at least learn all the Eight Basic Forces, and if I have any spare resources, I'd like to learn some strange door techniques..."

Watching the young man counting on his fingers, Feng Zhaobai and Wang Hua exchanged glances, unable to resist interrupting.

"Are you really planning to master all Eight Basic Forces?"

"Huh? Is there a problem? Didn't the forum say that once Eight Forces Combined, one becomes invincible?"

"..."

After a long silence, Feng Zhaobai rubbed his forehead in distress.

"Theoretically, yes, but people's energy is limited. Even top-tier experts who can use four Basic Forces simultaneously would choose one as their main attack focus, and the rest as support. It involves the High Sky Rank's divinity compatibility issue, which isn't something that can be explained in a few words..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hua nodded sympathetically, patting Zhu Haomiao's shoulder.

"Junior Brother Zhu, take a piece of advice from me. Don't bite off more than you can chew. I also tried to master all Eight Forces and ended up wasting a lot of time—when I think back on it now, I regret it..."

Hearing these words, Feng Zhaobai was moved, changing his tone.

"If it were someone else, I'd advise against biting off more than you can chew. But Junior Brother Zhu, you're different from us. If you want to try, I don't oppose it."

"Huh?"

Wang Hua looked at Feng Zhaobai in surprise, but quickly understood, closing his mouth knowingly, and with a complex expression, he looked at Zhu Haomiao's handsome profile.

Junior Brother Zhu's essence... is likely more monstrous and non-human than I imagined...

Immediately, Feng Zhaobai tentatively asked.

"Junior Brother Zhu, if it's convenient, can you tell me your current cultivation technique realms?"

"Of course, the technique at the highest realm is Stacked Waves Strength, it's already at Great Perfection."

"Next are Gale Force, Big Toad Qi, and Hard Qi Skill, all three are in the Great Success Realm, stuck at the bottleneck before Perfect Realm."

"The weakest are Plum Blossom Step and Storage Explosion, both just at Mastery Realm..."

Listening to the young man list his cultivation technique realms, Feng Zhaobai and Wang Hua exchanged a glance, shaking their heads and sighing in unison, full of emotion.

To know this kid is a monster, but didn't expect him to be monstrous to this extent!

"By the way, I plan to, before the Jiawu War officially erupts, spend three or four Virtual Moons to train all my techniques, except Plum Blossom Step, to Great Perfection. That way I can face the challenge in the strongest state..."

Feng Zhaobai: "..."

Wang Hua: "..."

Hearing the young man speak so casually about such outrageous things, even the two long-experienced in Jianghu couldn't help but feel a strange sensation.

Normally, bringing a single cultivation technique to Great Perfection Realm requires years, even decades of effort!

How does it seem as simple as eating or drinking to him?!

The key is, despite their rational sense screaming it's ridiculous, emotionally when considering it's him, it actually feels quite normal...

Smacking his lips, Wang Hua sighed a long sigh, waving his hand: "I need a break, you two talk."

Watching Wang Hua's desolate and disappointed figure slowly disappear, Zhu Haomiao puzzledly furrowed his brow.

"What's wrong with Senior Brother Wang?"

"He might be slightly overwhelmed, but it's alright, he should be fine in a few days."

"Huh?"

Feng Zhaobai withdrew his sympathetic gaze, decisively steering the conversation back on track.

"Since you're confident you can perfect all your techniques, then I think you should boldly attempt your ideas. With your aptitude, Heavenly Destiny, and comprehension, even if you make a mistake, it won't waste much time."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips enigmatically.

"But the problem now is, the Contribution Points are insufficient... The tournament's over, and I can't participate in the revival round."

"The timing for the next phase isn't even determined..."

Upon reaching this point, the young man had a sudden thought: "Senior Brother Feng, is there any task for me to take?"

Feng Zhaobai furrowed his brows, contemplating for a long time. Glancing at the young man's golden Dragon Emblem on his chest, he finally shook his head in resignation.

"This Illusion Realm is still in the pioneering phase and there are few tasks in the archive, plus after the tournament, contenders like you who need Contribution Points have already picked the good tasks; what's left are arduous and unrewarding small tasks, mostly at Bronze and Silver levels..."

"Uh... alright, even a mosquito's leg is meat, give me a Silver Level task!"

Zhu Haomiao, slightly pained, pursed his cheeks, looking with a sorrowful gaze into the void.

Once there was a lucrative tournament before me, but I didn't cherish it...

Only after losing it did I regret profoundly...

Eh, wait!

Wasn't this somewhat influenced by the Pupation state?

Due to being in a prolonged Sloth state, losing my sense of urgency, and naturally not thinking of playing more matches!

Just thinking about eating and sleeping every day...