Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 375 - 377: Why Can You Imagine Things When You’re Already a Dead Body?

Chapter 375: Chapter 377: Why Can You Imagine Things When You’re Already a Dead Body?

“This is the situation, Elder, the Wild Lion Sect is truly despicable, they even exploited our Blood Rose Society and Yin Snake Sect,” Zuo Qiu Qing indignantly said.

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The voluptuous woman beside him was looking at Qin Muye’s corpse, her expression filled with incredulity, “Are you sure this is just an ordinary person? Even in death, there is a strong aura exuding from his body. If I were to face him, I would only have a fifty percent chance of winning!”

‘No… it’s just me fooling another fool again, and Strongman Style has leveled up again…’ When Qin Muye played dead, he glanced at his Strongman Style, which was now +3. This temporary skill was really a trap; it leveled up each time he won, not getting increasingly difficult to upgrade like some skills do.

‘Look at this, I think it’s going to level up again.’

Qin Muye sighed inwardly, what an absurd situation he was in; he had realized that Strongman Style was not just a causality skill but also a snowballing one. Once the upgrade of the skill started, it simply wouldn’t stop.

Even now as he lay there playing dead, his level would continuously rise.

The Elder of the Blood Rose Society before him was evidently another fooled individual, just waiting for the ‘Lord Era’ judgment to upgrade his skill.

Then, he would truly become a powerful corpse.

“That’s impossible, Elder, I killed him with one move, and he couldn’t even resist,” Zuo Qiu Qing immediately refuted, initially convinced, but no longer after the opponent’s death.

“Is that so? Look at his body now. You say you pierced his skull, but where is the hole now?” The Elder said calmly.

Zuo Qiu Qing then suddenly realized that the injury on the opponent’s forehead had healed.

‘Damn, if I don’t heal this brain hole, you guys would be monsters by now, and my reputation would at least soar to single digits.’ Qin Muye also had no choice; he wanted to leave the brain hole open, but his unspeakable taboo wouldn’t allow it.

“Elder… could it be that the opponent isn’t dead?” Zuo Qiu Qing’s muscles tensed up. Bringing back a powerful Martial Artist to their lair, if the opponent suddenly flared up, he might be able to slaughter most of the members of the Blood Rose Society instantly.

“No, he’s dead, but the powerful Martial Arts Will and body make his corpse seem alive, definitely an old monster among martial artists; even his corpse emits an aura that makes my heart tremble. Alive, he would absolutely have dominated both the Secret Martial and Secret Spirit realms,” the Elder immediately explained.

“Then… how was I able to kill him!” Zuo Qiu Qing was horrified.

Such a terrifying existence, and yet she had killed him with one move.

‘Strongman Style +4 now, at this rate, even my corpse will turn into a big shot as I lie here.’ Qin Muye looked at his skill panel; evidently, the Blood Rose Society Elder had been fooled by his imagination, so Strongman Style judged Qin Muye the winner.

“Perhaps, it wasn’t you who killed him, but he wished to die. Such a powerful Martial Artist, the word ‘invincible’ would suffice to describe him. When there is no rival in the entire world, loneliness will be the Martial Artist’s fatal poison, and he left his legacy to Li Xiang, without any attachments he naturally took his own life, and you merely received the torch.”

“Otherwise, with your secret techniques, how could you possibly harm him?”

The Elder glanced at Zuo Qiu Qing, his tone tinged with a hint of emotion.

“No wonder he became the owner of a small shop; for such an invincible being, the world is indeed too dull.” Zuo Qiu Qing suddenly came to a realization. Presuming to understand the thoughts of an unrivaled entity from the perspective of a weaker being was an impossible dream.

‘Is it this world’s people who are too good at imagining, or is it because of my damned Strongman Style?’

Qin Muye, lying down as a corpse, was somewhat at a loss; what were all these people, he had done nothing, and how did he end up being invincible and lonely and empty and cold.

“So… what should we do, bury him?” Zuo Qiu Qing curiously asked.

‘Yes, bury me, and then I…’

Qin Muye hadn’t finished speaking when the Elder interjected, “No, it’s such a waste to bury the corpse of such a strong warrior. I have already notified the president, who just came back. As long as we, the Blood Rose Society, can unravel the mystery behind the corpse of this supreme Martial Artist, we can definitely become the strongest among the Secret Spirit Master organizations.”

If such a valuable thing were buried, it would definitely be a huge loss.

Even if it couldn’t be used personally, it could be transferred to other Martial Arts sects, as everyone would want to glean the secrets to becoming more powerful from such a strong person.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Qiu Qing immediately understood. It was no wonder the other party had become an Elder; they were certainly not ordinary.

‘Do people nowadays really not care about their lives?’ Qin Muye wasn’t opposed to the others researching, after all, the body he was currently using wasn’t his own but belonged to Xuan Jun.

But even if it was Xuan Jun, these people weren’t authorized to research it freely. It should be noted that when the “Mystical Lord Seven Chapter Secret Scroll” was initially written, it had already merged into this body, serving as an instance. The original naturally became a Trait of the Territory in the Endless Abyss.

Even though it was just an instance, it was personally transcribed by Qin Muye. Whether it was the main principles or the seven secret scrolls extracted from this body, it would be at least of catastrophic scale to the entire world.

As for discovering something else, that was impossible. There was only so much on Xuan Jun’s body, and as for conducting dissections or experiments through a scientific approach, Qin Muye didn’t believe these Secret Spirit Masters possessed such ideas.

It was clear to Qin Muye that the Secret Spirit Masters were different from Martial Artists. If Martial Artists practiced internally and externally, strengthening their body and spirit, the Secret Spirit Masters relied solely on luck.

Each had a Secret Spirit residing within them, like the blood-red rose that Zuo Qiu Qing had revealed. Their enhancement was entirely based on the existence named ‘Secret Spirit,’ which they lived symbiotically with, achieving a hybrid cultivation similar to Martial Artists.

However, compared to Martial Artists, Secret Spirit Masters indeed lacked in physical strength, but their skills were more varied and they could even use the power of their environment to a certain extent.

Thus, the strength of the two sides was quite comparable.

In terms of universality, Qin Muye favored Martial Artists, primarily because of their low dependency on the energy environment.

But in practical application, Qin Muye leaned towards Secret Spirit Masters for a simple reason: as long as a Secret Spirit found its corresponding principle, he could modify it. However, for Martial Arts, one had to cultivate on their own. Even if one managed to transform and gain equivalent strength, without the Martial Arts Will, they wouldn’t count as a Martial Artist.

Martial Arts Will was supremely ideological, and Qin Muye found it too troublesome to study, requiring significant investment of time and resources.

On the other hand, Ji Shan had unique insights into Martial Arts Will, though it was just his perspective. It was said that he planned to use Martial Arts Will to condense a new Divine Skill, which seemed a bit absurd.

However, Qin Muye didn’t interfere and let the other party carry out their research. It was said to integrate the understanding of the Spirit Realm, and if successful, upon returning to the Warlock Dynasty server, Ji Shan was preparing to engage in Harmonization with the Spirit Realm.

By then, it might be possible to deal with the high-dimensional Demon crisis.

‘Well, sometimes lying here isn’t so bad; at least my reputation shouldn’t increase too much.’ Qin Muye pondered for a while and decided to continue playing dead.

If he ran away and continued to collide everywhere, who knows what would happen that might boost his reputation? But as a corpse, even if ownership changed many times, it would only circulate among the transcendental forces of Secret Spirit Masters and Martial Artists. The increase in reputation would be limited because relative to Transcendents, ordinary people formed the majority.

So, the increase in reputation naturally depended on ordinary people mainly, and since Strongman Style only affected Transcendents, posing as a corpse wouldn’t provoke challenges from them.

If he were alive, and a Transcendent came to challenge him, it would definitely cause a stir if seen by ordinary people.

Now as a corpse, he might just be placed in the treasury by the Blood Rose Society, saving Qin Muye a lot of trouble and allowing him to remotely control his Shadow Equipment in the Endless Abyss to develop various experimental projects, which was killing several birds with one stone.

Even if the Blood Rose Society were annihilated, his prized corpse would still be taken by other forces to be venerated, essentially providing him with professional security staff.

Whichever way he thought about it, he was profiting.