Chapter 432 Cathulhu Confronts Solomon!



Chapter 432 – Cathulhu Confronts Solomon!

Netherworld Realm

Mao Miaomiao, Xiaomao, Chase, and Meng Xin grumbled as they cut through a million immortal dragons and demonic creatures. Despite being weak, they kept throwing themselves at the four men.

The group barely spent their Qi as the sword domains of Mao Miaomiao, Xiaomao, and Chase were not energy-consuming. On the other hand, Meng Xin only contributed whenever deity dragons showed up.

They made their way to the deepest part of the abyss, leaving behind trails of corpses and blood. Soul orbs returned to the Samsara River, and they carried the souls to Mu-Nyang.

As for the dantian crystals, Xiaomao collected them. He transformed into a cathulhu and swallowed everything in one gulp.

Mao Miaomiao, Chase, and Meng Xin had complex expressions on their faces when Xiaomao devoured the dantian crystals. Each had a different opinion.

Chase was curious, "Senior Xiaomao, why hasn't your dantian universe filled yet? If it were me, I would have been full after the first dantian crystal."

Xiaomao reverted to an angel appearance. He licked his fingertips, wanting more.

"I was an entity, and my dantian universe is still the same size. It is actually a lot bigger than Mu-Nyang's, so eating a few won't harm me."

Mao Miaomiao had a wry smile on his face. He still couldn't get his head around their complex relationship, and he felt like Mu-Nyang had used him for this grand scheme.

"Seriously, Xiaomao. Why do you need to eat so many dantian crystals? If you need lifespan, you could have leeched from the dragons directly."

Xiaomao calmly replied, "Dark arts are incomplete arts. It can directly leech life force from the victims, but it destroys the dantian crystals. I'd rather assimilate the stars and life force instead of wasting them."

"Oh, you can do that?"

"I'll teach you a few entity tricks after this farce."

"Awesome! Can't wait to hear my freaking… son's… lecture."

Xiaomao giggled, "Just keep treating me as your son. We're a big family after all."

The father and son laughed and chatted while their swords never ceased slashing. More dragons and beasts in their domains fell one after another.

Meanwhile, Meng Xin had been observing Xiaomao. After watching them for a few minutes, he noticed that Mao Miaomiao was strangely respectful toward Xiaomao instead of acting arrogantly like a typical father. In addition, Xiaomao's demeanor differed from when they first met in the Pangu Cultist Dungeon.

Probing Xiaomao, Meng Xin asked him, "I know that we're living in Mu-Nyang's dantian universe. Hypothetically speaking, if we leave Mu-Nyang's dantian universe and venture "Outside", are we still inside someone's dantian universe."

Xiaomao shrugged, "I didn't manage to grasp the limitations of the higher realm's universe, so I can't answer that question."

"Oh? How far were you in your previous life? What was the average cultivation base of the higher realm?"

"I was a galactic overlord. Well, you can consider me a sect master or something similar since I taught countless entities, including the Cathulhus. But from the standard of that universe, I should be considered mediocre. After all, I died."

Meng Xin's curiosity was piqued. If Xiaomao was not the strongest, he wondered how tall the ceiling of the higher realm could be.

"How did you die, senior?"

Xiaomao was amused when Meng Xin started calling him [Senior]. He stroked the non-existing beard, pretending to be an elderly sage.

Meng Xin, Mao Miaomiao, and Chase gulped, eagerly waiting for the revelation. They believed that Xiaomao might have fought an epic battle in the higher realm and died fighting. Even if he ran out of lifespan, he might have done something great for Mu-Nyang to the point that Mu-Nyang vowed to resurrect Xiaomao at all costs.

"I have no idea."

Meng Xin, Mao Miaomiao, and Chase slipped.

Xiaomao deeply sighed and lamented, "My soul is so old that I have dementia. Maybe, a random sleep can refresh the old memory."

The three men facepalmed. Meng Xin regretted asking Xiaomao. On the other hand, Mao Miaomiao brought out a hammer, wondering if he could bring back Xiaomao's memory with a few good smacks to the back of the head. Meanwhile, Chase retrained Mao Miaomiao before his mentor do anything drastic.

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WHOOSH

The four men arrived at the abyss, which Lilith believed to be Solomon's hideout. The woman had long returned to Xiaomao's dantian universe to avoid direct combat.

As soon as they arrived, they found a humble Chinese courtyard and a one-story building. Only one life signature remained in the residence.

Everybody brought out their weapons as they recognized the aura pattern and the life signature of Solomon. The party was ready to challenge the quasi-entity.

Mao Miaomiao looked at his teammates. His silly brain suddenly remembered something.

"This feels like we're a character from Final Fantasy games, and we're gathering here to fight the last boss. By the way, there is no place for us to save. If we mess up, we have to do this shit all over from the beginning."

Chase sweated profusely, "Please stop playing around, master. You're making me nervous."

Meng Xin clicked his tongue, "I know you're trying to calm our mind, but you're taking the wrong approach! Stop sidetracking us for once and focus!"

Xiaomao shook his head. Instead of rebuking Mao Miaomiao, he lamented.

"The last time I saved, it was before I created my game character. If we fuck up, we should as well quit the game and stick to YouTube videos for stories."

Meng Xin & Chase: "…"

Mao Miaomiao laughed and gave Xiaomao a thumbs up, "That's my son for you!"

"By the way, father, have you completed all side quests yet? I can't summon Bahamut, but I have Leviathan's soul…"

"We might have probably killed that dragon along the way here, but I have other summoning spells. Don't worry. We'll spam the strongest attacks like the old-school strategies. Oh, I don't have panacea or potions. If you're injured, you're on your own."

"I have refined elixir, but I doubt it can heal us to full HP and remove abnormal statuses."

"Oh, you have that stupid water I left behind at Siren City? Can I take a sip? I miss it."

"Sure."

"Oh, just in case you don't know, the elixir is made from my compound element Qi and blood."

"I'm used to it. I don't care."

Mao Miaomiao failed to mess with Xiaomao. He sighed and recalled a precious artifact that he had lost, "There was this stupid chalice that kept producing it. By chance, have you found that chalice?"

"It's in my dungeon, of course. Oh, when we get back, can we move that pylon crystal in Siren City to my dungeon? I also need you to fix the dungeon core OS. Your stupid law is messing up the dungeon ecology."

"Hahaha! Once we get back, we'll handle that."

Nonchalantly, Mao Miaomiao and Xiaomao exchanged items while Meng Xin and Chase stared at them in disbelief.

Meng Xin frowned and talked to Chase, "Were they always like this?"

Chase shook his head, "I think this is the first time they get to chat and fight alongside each other. It's genetic, probably."

"…"

Both men gave up on the father-son pair. They glared at the residence, where Solomon had been hiding inside.

They had no idea if the noise of Mao Miaomiao and Xiaomao disturbed or annoyed Solomon. However, the doors burst open, and Solomon dragged his feet out of his house. He glared at the intruders.

"So, it has come to this. A fated showdown between protagonists?"

Mao Miaomiao laughed, "Nah, it's the party of good guys against the evil's last boss. We all know how it is going to end."

"How absurd. You are just a group of assassins, coming to take the life of the king! To me, y'all are shortsighted buffoons! You have no idea about the great things I can contribute to this universe after my ambition is completed!"

"If your ambition harms Mu-Nyang and cats, obviously, we'll get in your way."

Solomon snorted at Mao Miaomiao's words. He then glanced at Xiaomao, "And you… Xiaomao. You could have joined me. We could have taken Mu-Nyang's soul and planted him in your dantian universe. Then, we could have reigned the higher realm together."

Xiaomao clicked his tongue, "Mu-Nyang is my stepson and core disciple! You're recruiting the wrong guy… MUNYA!"

Xiaomao hadn't said this word for a long time. Upon uttering the word, his white feather wings shone brighter than before, and countless cat-butterflies were born.

Meng Xin didn't bicker with Solomon. He silently gathered strands of karma from inside his dantian universe and the Samsara River. A pair of purple wings emerged from Meng Xin's back.

Chase also spread his wings, but the feathers were made from katanas and swords. Each flying sword detached from the wings and formed an array in the sky, pointing at Solomon. They multiplied into a million flying swords and merged into a sword dragon.

Seeing how the two serious fighters revealed their hidden cards, Mao Miaomiao also revealed his. His feather wings emitted a black aura, and a million 1-meter-tall karma centipedes came out from his shadow. They surrounded Solomon's residence from all sides, baring their mandibles and fangs.

"Karma centipedes of legends, I see. Just one bite, and they can infiltrate into the victim's body. They can eat the victim's dantian crystal and Qi from the inside, rendering the victim powerless."

Solomon sneered. He had heard about these creatures and what they could do.

He looked at Chase's sword dragon next.

"Sword Dragon of Sword Sage Kunwu. This explains why my wound doesn't heal. Your sword dao cuts through your opponent's Qi and karma. Once cut by you, the wounds can never heal until you die. I guess that's your protagonist's golden finger."

Solomon smirked as he knew how to counter such tricks. He turned to Meng Xin next.

"Samsara God, the invincible god protector of the dead. As long as the Samsara River or your soul orb is intact, nobody can kill you. Your Qi is infinite as you can borrow it from the river. You can use every skill that the souls in the river can use. Well, the fighting style is tailored for prolonged combats, but you're still as weak as the others."

Again, Solomon was aware of Meng Xin's weaknesses. He simply needed to seize Meng Xin's soul orb to kill him. Then, the Samsara River's cheat would be rendered useless.

However, when Solomon turned to Xiaomao, he deeply frowned.

Xiaomao brought out a fishing pole, which was not something a cultivator often used. Solomon was confused about how it worked.

"You… Xiaomao. Was it you who gave me the heavenly fate crystal?"

Xiaomao giggled, "Did you enjoy that, grandfather?"

"Of course, child!" Solomon burst into laughter. He thought that Xiaomao changed his mind, "Are you here to join me? Did I misunderstand you all along?!"

"Nah, Jii-chan. I'm here to put an end to your ambition. I cast the bait, and you took it. It's time for me to reel and catch you."

"Hohoh? With that nonsense weapon?"

Xiaomao burst into laughter, "You have no idea what it can do, really. Can you guess how many super experts die because they looked down on me?"

"How many?" Solomon expected a staggering number.

"I forgot. I have a serious issue of dementia," Xiaomao picked his nose and flickered a large booger. The small black ball hit Solomon's forehead.

"…"

Mao Miaomiao burst into laughter while Chase and Meng Xin's expressions turned dark.