Chapter Sixty-Six: A "Surprise" on the Stroll

Before long, Sleepy Bug hurried back in a frenzy, looking as if the situation was dire.
“B-big brother, this is bad! Three miles ahead, two elite units are coming our way.”
Qin Chuan frowned slightly. “Two elite units? That’s a bit tricky. What kind of spirit beasts are they?”
Gasping for breath, Sleepy Bug replied anxiously, “They’re the Mammoth Beast from the assault division and the Frostiron Bow from the ranged division.”
Hearing the name Frostiron Bow, Qin Chuan couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. “Frostiron Bow? That’s a rare one!”
Devouring spirit weapons of the same type greatly increases the chances of improving their quality.
Though the effect isn’t immediate, during mutation or quality advancement, the benefits are considerable.
“Big brother, I’ve also got another piece of news—the Grand Lord has sent six lords in total to hunt you down.”
This was an extremely important piece of information Sleepy Bug brought.
“Six? I’ve encountered three so far, and with the two ahead, that makes five. What about the last one?”
Qin Chuan couldn’t help but find it odd and began to feel wary. The last one was likely a sly adversary.
At that moment, the thundering footsteps of the Mammoth Beast echoed from afar, making Sleepy Bug even more anxious.
“Big brother, what should we do now? Should we run?”
“Run? That’s not going to happen. You keep scouting ahead, leave the rest to me.”
“Alright, but be careful, big brother!”
“Mhm.”
After all, Qin Chuan was facing two elite units alone, and Sleepy Bug couldn’t help but worry.
But as the enemy forces pressed closer, a smile appeared at the corner of Qin Chuan’s mouth. “What an interesting combination—the Mammoth Beast and Frostiron Bow!”
At the same time, the Mammoth Beast Lord moved forward at a leisurely pace, carrying the Frostiron Bow Lord on his back.
The Mammoth Beast stood two meters tall, with an enormous head and two upward-curving tusks. Its body was covered in scales, and its back was broad.
Unlike other spirit beasts, although the Mammoth Beast was built for assault, it had no sharp claws—it was a pure tank.
It possessed formidable close-range control abilities, making it an excellent protector for the Frostiron Bow.
The Frostiron Bow stood a meter tall, equipped with its own arrows, and belonged to the ranged division.
Its damage output was astonishing, and its attacks inflicted a slowing effect, but its toughness was lacking and its movement slow.
The Mammoth Beast Lord boasted a toughness of over 450, while the Frostiron Bow Lord’s sharpness was over 400.
These two elites complemented and relied on each other.
If you added the Bloodfury Lion Legion, Swift Panther Legion, and Swiftfire Bird Legion, they’d have a clear advantage in large-scale battles.
This was the foundation of the Grand Lord’s rule over the Plains of Contest, though his position as ruler was somewhat awkward.
At this moment, the Mammoth Beast Lord grumbled, smacking its lips in displeasure. “The Grand Lord is really making a mountain out of a molehill this time. Sending all six great lords just to deal with two petty thieves.”
An androgynous voice came from the Frostiron Bow Lord’s back. “Hmph, maybe the Grand Lord is getting senile.”

The Mammoth Beast Lord opened his giant mouth and chuckled. “Senile? Don’t underestimate the Grand Lord. He’s shrewd as they come.”
The Frostiron Bow Lord sounded puzzled. “What do you mean?”
The Mammoth Beast Lord paused, as if lost in thought, and after a few seconds replied, “Though the Grand Lord has reached his limit and his spirit core is beginning to dim, he’s far from senile. He sent his two sons away early on for a reason—it’s all part of his plan.”
The Frostiron Bow Lord was even more confused. “Those two good-for-nothings? What hope could he have in them?”
“Good-for-nothings? Ha, you’ve all been fooled by the Grand Lord. His sons are anything but useless—they’ve got great potential. In the future, their cultivation will surpass the third tier, especially the Grand Lord’s younger son, who has even greater promise.”
Only then did the Frostiron Bow Lord seem to understand. “So the Grand Lord is trying to avoid the Ziling Palace and Blackwind Cliff, while also guarding against the Bloodfury Lion Lord.”
The Mammoth Beast Lord laughed heartily. “Exactly, that’s it.”
The Mammoth Beast Legion and Frostiron Bow Legion moved forward unhurriedly, appearing utterly relaxed.
In this competition for merit, speed was everything, and clearly, it wasn’t going to be their turn. So they weren’t anxious at all.
Their presence was more for show than anything else—a stroll in disguise.
Sometimes, a stroll brings its own “surprises”—like now.
They spotted a black longsword standing upright in the middle of the road. Dark dragon patterns shimmered faintly along the blade, which exuded a subtle violet glow.
“Hiss! Black Demon Sword, a purple spirit weapon?”
The Frostiron Bow Lord was both shocked and delighted, while the Mammoth Beast Lord halted, cautiously scanning the surroundings.
According to reliable information, there were two bandits in total, so it was only natural to assume one was hiding nearby.
“Ding! Third-tier, inferior Mammoth Beast Lord detected. Quality: Excellent, Level: 20.”
“Ding! Third-tier, inferior Frostiron Bow Lord detected. Quality: Excellent, Level: 20.”
“Ding! Second-tier, supreme Mammoth Beast detected. Quality: Excellent, Level: 19.”
“Ding! Second-tier, supreme Frostiron Bow detected. Quality: Excellent, Level: 19.”
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The Frostiron Bow Lord laughed heartily. “Ha! So you’re the Black Demon Sword?”
Qin Chuan’s tone was calm. “That’s right—I am.”
The Frostiron Bow Lord taunted, “What’s this, surrender or suicide? Don’t tell me you’re here to rob us!”
“Haha!”
The Frostiron Bow Lord’s words caused a burst of laughter. The Mammoth Beasts and Frostiron Bows all thought Qin Chuan was courting death.
Yet, facing their mockery, Qin Chuan replied indifferently, “No, you’re all wrong. I’m here to wipe you out.”
His calm words radiated utter confidence, tinged with an undeniable air of dominance.
The Mammoth Beast Lord and Frostiron Bow Lord all but spoke in unison, “Is this guy insane?”
“Buzz!”
Suddenly, a sword’s hum filled the air, and a wave of razor-sharp energy swept across the field.

“Come at me—all of you!”
Hiss!
“So arrogant! Only level eighteen, and yet so cocky!”
“Shoot him with two arrows and see if he’s still so brazen!”
Qin Chuan’s single sentence enraged all his opponents—he seemed determined to seek his own doom.
The Frostiron Bow Lord roared furiously, “You want to die? Rapid Volley! Kill him!”
“Chiu! Chiu! Chiu!”
In an instant, all the Frostiron Bows unleashed their skill—Rapid Volley—firing five frost arrows each within three seconds.
Over a thousand sharp arrows whistled through the air like a swarm of locusts—a truly terrifying sight.
Qin Chuan, however, showed not a trace of panic in the face of these arrows. With an attack cycle of only once every 0.6 seconds, it was simply too slow.
Instead, he relied on his speed and footwork, darting forward with ease.
“Hmph, no matter how many arrows you shoot, it means nothing if they don’t hit.”
“A bunch of tanks and Frostiron Bows—they’re just high-attack, high-defense sitting ducks.”
“My speed and attack can completely overwhelm you!”
“Come, my quadruple experience!”
While dodging, Qin Chuan unleashed a powerful ultimate—violet light flashed in midair, and hundreds of sword shadows rained down from the sky.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
“Ah! Ah!”
The Mammoth Beasts managed to hold out for a bit longer before they fell, but the Frostiron Bows on their backs fared much worse—not even a groan before they were done.
“Ding! Killed level 19 supreme Frostiron Bow. Gained 900 experience points. Bonus for defeating a higher level: 100% extra experience. Congratulations, host, you receive 1,800 experience points.”
“Ding! Killed level 19 supreme Mammoth Beast. Gained 900 experience points. Bonus for defeating a higher level: 100% extra experience. Congratulations, host, you receive 1,800 experience points.”
“Ding! Killed an elite under the Plains of Contest’s ruler. Extra reward: 1,800 experience points.”
“Ding! Mutation skill—Slaughter—has been triggered.”
“Ding! Sharpness increased by 5%. All opponent attributes within ten meters reduced by 5%.”
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“Ding! Rage is now full.”
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