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"What!?" The Blood Demon and the Troll were taken aback, carefully scrutinizing Mo Ming. After looking him over, they concluded that Mo Ming was just an innocent-looking boy; how could he possibly be the one to defeat formidable foes like Demon Guanyin and Shadow Demon?
However, since Shadow Demon had said so, it was likely true. The Blood Demon chuckled, "Mo Ming? Undead Celestial Executioner, Blood Demon reporting in!"
"I am the Troll!" The Troll resumed his goofy smile.
Mo Ming had a good impression of these two friendly characters and responded with a smile, "Alright, Blood Demon and Troll, I've remembered you. Did you encounter anyone else on your way here?"
"No, I was with the Troll. We rushed over as soon as we got the news, but I haven't seen anyone else. However, I think they will arrive soon," the Blood Demon replied.
"Oh, then let's wait. Once everyone is here, I'll tell you some things," Mo Ming nodded.
Shortly after the Blood Demon and the Troll arrived, Asura, ranked sixth among the Undead Celestial Executioners, and Crimson Serpent, ranked seventh, arrived one after another. Upon learning that Mo Ming could defeat Demon Guanyin in an instant, they showed no signs of disbelief.
Strength is revered; this is their belief!
Next came Mad Corpse, ranked eighth—a youth who was skin and bones. He had been imprisoned by his adoptive father since childhood and developed issues from starvation. Eventually, he killed his adoptive father and ended up in Detention. Lord Qian used some connections to rescue him.
Mad Corpse was taciturn and did not oppose Mo Ming's identity. It seemed that for him, it didn't matter who was in charge; his childhood experiences had built a fortress around him—he couldn't get out, and no one could get in. Perhaps due to Lord Qian's influence on him, Mad Corpse was obsessed with martial arts.
Ranked tenth was Shadow Reaper, a woman with a fiery figure. While her face wasn't particularly beautiful, her body certainly enhanced her appeal—curvy in all the right places. Mo Ming had seen many women but couldn't recall anyone who matched her physique.
As time passed slowly, all one hundred and eight members of the Undead Celestial Executioner arrived one after another. Mo Ming memorized each person's appearance and name; only the first eleven were not deeply impressed upon him.
"Great! All one hundred and eight members of the Undead Celestial Executioner are finally here!" Mo Ming smiled lightly and said, "You can call me Mo Ming or you can call me Asura!"
Shadow Demon chuckled, "Asura? That's a bit domineering!"
"Shadow Demon, wait for me to finish speaking!" Mo Ming looked at Shadow Demon with some displeasure, his expression somewhat cold.
It wasn't that Mo Ming was unfriendly; he had to show fierceness towards these killing machines to establish authority. Only by doing so would they obey normally and develop a sense of fear from within. Mo Ming needed an organization that would follow him absolutely!
Seeing Mo Ming's expression, Shadow Demon immediately closed his mouth obediently. The scene of Mo Ming defeating Demon Guanyin was still vivid in his mind.
Although Shadow Demon was a killing machine, merciless in his actions, his emotional detachment did not mean he would be cruel to those close to him. Mo Ming had the absolute strength to take him down, and he wouldn't be foolish enough to provoke Mo Ming and seek death.
"Remember, I am Asura. From today on, I will be in charge of the Undead Celestial Executioner!" Mo Ming's voice was loud, echoing underground and resonating in everyone's ears.
With the example of Shadow Demon, many wisely chose to remain silent. However, Demon Guanyin was not afraid and sneered, "Alright, who doesn't know you have the Qilin Seal? That last statement was unnecessary; can you be more concise?"
"Demon Guanyin, please be quiet!" Mo Ming's gaze was filled with killing intent as he said, "Since you chose to stay in the Undead Celestial Executioner, you must follow the rules of the game. Remember, when I haven't given you permission to speak, don't say anything!"
"Tch." Demon Guanyin softly clicked her tongue but did not say anything further.
Ignoring Demon Guanyin, Mo Ming continued, "There are one hundred and eight of you, each one a master. It would be difficult for me alone to manage all of you, so I plan to divide you into nine action teams. Each team will be managed by Shadow Demon, Blood Demon, Trolls, Asura, Crimson Serpent, Mad Corpse, Shadow Reaper, and Madman. Do you have any objections?"
When they heard Mo Ming refer to them as masters, a surge of excitement arose in everyone's hearts. Most of these people had lived without much dignity before; what had they trained so hard for?
Dignity!
It could be said that they were not just living corpses; they lived for dignity. With just one statement from Mo Ming, "Everyone is a master," he gave them enough face. At this moment, no one had any objections and accepted it silently.
"Well, very good. Since there are no objections, it's decided." Mo Ming nodded in satisfaction. Leading with strength before courtesy made it easier for others to submit wholeheartedly.
Steel tempered into softness. Mo Ming had clearly achieved this; those who needed to be intimidated were intimidated, and those who deserved respect received it. Except for Demon Guanyin, the rest had come to fully accept Mo Ming.
"Alright, I won't waste time with unnecessary talk. The reason I gathered you here today is for two things. The first is to get to know each other; that part is done."
Mo Ming held up two fingers, lowering one as he finished his previous statement. His expression then turned serious, eyes filled with killing intent as he said, "The second matter is for the revenge of Seventh Master. Seventh Master was killed, and we must avenge him!"
"Alright, Asura, just say the word and we'll take action immediately!" The ogre maintained a silly grin on his face.
Mo Ming smiled slightly at him and said, "Heh, don't rush. You will definitely be called upon to act. But for now, conserve your energy and wait for my orders!"
"That's all I needed to say. From now on, the time is yours; do what you need to do. Just remember to keep your energy up because I can issue commands at any moment!"
After giving his final instructions, Mo Ming left with Wu Yong and Poisonous Madness.
Once outside the ancient tomb, the three of them got into a car, preparing to leave this cursed place.
A figure suddenly jumped into the vehicle.
"Who?"
Poisonous Madness reacted quickly and was about to strike when he saw that it was Demon Guanyin, and he immediately halted.
"Oh, it's you, crazy woman. What do you want?" Poisonous Madness smirked.
Demon Guanyin glanced at Poisonous Madness, showing no interest, and fixed her gaze on Wu Yong.
"Are you hitching a ride?" Wu Yong looked at Demon Guanyin and smiled wryly.
"What does it have to do with you!" Demon Guanyin squeezed out a few words from the doorway and turned to look outside.
Mo Ming, with a faint smile, said nothing and immediately started the car, kicking up dust as they drove away.
...
On the way back.
"Brother Yong, I've seen the strength of Shadow Demon, but I don't understand the abilities of the others. Can you give me a brief overview?" Mo Ming asked as he drove, suddenly recalling the strength of each member within the Undead Celestial Executioner.
Wu Yong was a veteran figure in the Undead Celestial Executioner and should be clear about their strengths.
"There are one hundred and eight members in the Undead Celestial Executioner, but only about ten of them possess decent strength. Now, with Demon Guanyin emerging..."
He paused for a moment, smiled bitterly when he didn't hear any reaction from Demon Guanyin, and continued, "There are eleven individuals with absolute strength. Aside from these eleven, the rest can handle fifty ordinary people without issue, but taking on twenty trained individuals would be problematic."
In short, there is a significant gap between the twelfth and thirteenth ranked members!
"It's no wonder; after all, not everyone can tap into their potential abilities."
Mo Ming understood that this gap was to be expected. The rapid progress of Demon Guanyin in such a short time was due to her accidental discovery of her latent abilities, which led to her current strength.
However, there are many people in the world, and it is impossible for everyone to undergo training and unlock their potential to become extraordinary experts. Some individuals may exhaust their entire lives in pursuit of success but only achieve modest accomplishments, while others can become top-tier masters with just a few years of effort.
Why is that?
The world is simply unfair!
Mo Ming belongs to the latter group. After countless trials, he discovered the immense power within his body, earning the title of "Asura" and becoming a top contender on the global battlefield.
"Brother Yong, if what you say is true, then among the members of the Undead Celestial Executioner, aside from the eleven who are innate experts, the rest are merely acquired experts?" Poisonous Madness remarked. "In comparison to the Undead Celestial Executioner, we have over fifty innate experts."
Wu Yong was initially surprised by Poisonous Madness's words but then shook his head with a wry smile. "Yes, after all, becoming an innate expert is not easy; not everyone has the opportunity to unlock their potential."
"Innate experts?" Demon Guanyin withdrew her gaze from the window and looked at Poisonous Madness with curiosity. "What do you mean by innate experts?"
Poisonous Madness sneered and said, "When I asked you a question earlier, you didn't answer me. Now that you're asking me, why should I answer you?"
"Then just shut up, idiot!" Demon Guanyin retorted angrily.
"Hey, you're the idiot! I'm way smarter than you!" Poisonous Madness shot back. "At least I know what an innate expert is. What are you doing if you don't even understand that?"
"Hah, knowing this doesn't mean you're not an idiot!" Demon Guanyin coldly laughed.
Poisonous Madness was used to bickering with Fuxi, so he felt quite indignant at Demon Guanyin's sarcasm and replied with a similar sneer: "Idiot woman, when it comes to education, I'm definitely better than you; at least I graduated from Stanford University!"
Mo Ming almost laughed out loud. Poisonous Madness indeed graduated from that university, but the way he got in was a bit special. Back then, in order to impress a girl from that university, Poisonous Madness went to find the principal and threatened him while also offering bribes. It was only then that the principal reluctantly allowed him to enroll.
"Having a diploma doesn't mean you have knowledge!" Demon Guanyin still sneered.
"You..." Poisonous Madness was somewhat enraged.
"Alright, stop arguing," Wu Yong couldn't help but interject. "The so-called innate masters that Poisonous Madness talks about are very different from fantasy concepts. They don't cultivate any true energy or anything like that; it's not something you're born with. Instead, it's about digging deep into one's potential abilities and enhancing them, which is what makes someone an innate master."
"Isn't that a concept found only in myths?" Demon Guanyin frowned, recalling a fantasy novel she had read that mentioned innate masters.
Mo Ming added with a smile, "Innate masters enhance their physical functions by tapping into their potential abilities, making them much stronger than others. Of course, this is just a concept and doesn't belong to the realm of myths."
"Tsk tsk, you're an innate master and you don't even know it?" Poisonous Madness chuckled.
Demon Guanyin shot Poisonous Madness a fierce glare and said, "What does it matter to you?"
"Hmph, if you want me to care, I don't want to!" Poisonous Madness scoffed and immediately took out his phone to play a card game.
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