Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 162 - Brief Battle (Pt 1)

Huise Chongtu’s cauldrons burst into existence while he held his smile. He took a step forward, and the ground shook fiercely in response.

“Since you admitted to the crime, you can kill yourself now!”

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“Excuse me?” To be fair, I did see this coming, but I can’t say it’s any less annoying.

“You offended our prime disciple’s concubine. Of course, you need to die as compensation!” he said to me matter-of-factly.

“So to you,” I stared down this racist old demon. “The reciprocal consequence of an offence is death?”

He looked at me as if I was an idiot. Who knows? Maybe I was.

“Your life is worth even less than a mongrel, so this is to be expected,” disdain dripped from every word. “Add on all this your declaration of raining down unholy devastation upon us, this is to be expected and warranted.”

“Interesting, so then that means I just need to—” I stopped when something gave me pause.

This old demon was quite the fox.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked him.

His expression turned to one surprise before calm quickly resurfaced. “Interesting, so you’ve been keeping tabs on them,” he said, realising my reaction just then.

“Unfortunately, you won’t have any chance to do much of anything, I’m afraid!”

Boom!

After saying this, he lunged after me with a claw strike aiming for my neck.

The somatic essence rumbled in his body like a roaring river, and the pressure it wrought could clearly be felt.

I saw three shining star cores in his cauldrons, this old demon was actually a Three Star Core Martial Master. Well coloured me surprised.

D-Dum!

Krrssh!

I summoned my own cauldrons and I could feel the spiritual qi filling everywhere in my body and boy oh boy did it feel good.

Krrsh!

All nine spun furiously while two in particular crackled with lightning.

I saw shock appear on all my enemys’ faces at both my cultivation base and the state of my cauldrons and I took advantage of that.

To that end, I drew the bronze sabre and spiritual qi ran through the meridians needed to execute a particular technique.

The line of the sabre’

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