God-Like Extraction Chapter 329 - Give Up? (1)

Chapter 329: Give Up? (1)

“There’s hope once we reach Green Cloud Mountain?”

Su Yao smiled bitterly. “What’s on Green Cloud Mountain that can save me? That place isn’t a land of peril, nor is there any hidden expert there. How can it save me?”

“I don’t know how, but my intuition has never been wrong.”

Lu Wuchang growled in a low voice, “Besides, I’ve cultivated a heavenly secret art that has turned my hair white. The result of my divination is Green Cloud Mountain! I believe that we will be saved once we go there!”

At the mention of hair, Su Yao fell silent. Regret, sorrow, and helplessness flashed across her eyes, followed by happiness, joy, and love.

Lu Wuchang did not see these complicated expressions. Su Yao took a deep breath and no longer doubted him.

Everyone who knew Lu Wuchang was envious of his talent. Ever since he was young, he had never made a mistake.

Since Lu Wuchang was so sure, it meant that Green Cloud Mountain could really save her.

Green Cloud Mountain Range was a famous mountain after all. Although it wasn’t ranked amongst the top ten, it was entirely possible for one or two peerless experts to be hiding there.

As long as——

Boom! Boom!

Two loud bangs suddenly erupted.

Invisible energy exploded in the air in front of Lu Wuchang and Su Yao.

The ferocious force pushed Lu Wuchang back, and Su Yao was swept and thrown into the air.

“Ah!”

With a low roar, Lu Wuchang forcefully stopped his momentum. Then, with a tap of his toes, he charged in the opposite direction and hugged Su Yao, who was falling from midair. The two of them spun on the ground and knocked down a series of trees. Finally, they leaned against a stone wall to dissipate the force.

“Tsk tsk, Young Master Lu is really infatuated.”

A sigh sounded. “Everyone only knows that Young Master Lu loves to hit on girls and is flirtatious. He falls for one and ditches the previous one. However, they don’t know that Young Master Lu is also a devoted person. For Miss Su, he would even give up his life. How amazing. I’m impressed. I’m really impressed!”

Accompanied by this voice, a short and fat middle-aged man in a white chef’s suit and a chef’s hat stepped down from the air.

When they landed on the ground, a young man and woman wearing chef’s uniforms and hats walked over and they gathered together.

The three of them slowly walked up to Lu Wuchang and Su Yao.

“Who exactly are you?!”

Lu Wuchang exhaled and stared fixedly at the pudgy middle-aged man. He shouted in a low voice, “Why do you want to capture Su Yao?”

“Tsk, how can you say that? We’re clearly extending an invitation to Miss Su Yao, okay?”

The pudgy middle-aged man shook his head. “Miss Su Yao’s talent is very important to us. For this, we’re sincerely inviting her to come with us. Unfortunately, she was unwilling…”

“She was unwilling so you killed her entire family?” Lu Wuchang sneered. “If Su Yao hadn’t escaped fast enough, would you have killed her too?”

“Look at what you’re saying,” said the pudgy middle-aged man with a smile. “I already said that Miss Su Yao is very important to us. Why would we kill her? Young Master Lu, you’re thinking too much. We’ll only treat Miss Su Shi as a distinguished guest. We can’t wait to flatter her, so why would we kill her?”

“Alright, let’s cut to the chase. Since you both can’t escape, you’d better come back with me obediently. As long as Young Master Lu cooperates, nothing will happen.”

With that, the pudgy middle-aged man waved his hand and got two of his subordinates to support Su Yao.

Lu Wuchang’s eyes flashed and he suddenly attacked.

Swish!

Unexpectedly, the pudgy middle-aged man was even faster. His palm struck Lu Wuchang’s dantian.

“Pu!”

A mouthful of blood was spat out.

Lu Wuchang’s aura instantly weakened until it was about the same as an ordinary person.

Lu Wuchang could no longer sense the true essence in his dantian.

Or rather, his dantian had been sealed!

The pudgy middle-aged man sealed Lu Wuchang’s dantian with a single palm strike.

As a result, once Lu Wuchang’s Martial Art True Intent surged, his head would feel a stabbing pain.

A third-grade martial artist was actually subdued in one move.

This made Lu Wuchang even more wary of the middle-aged man’s background.

“Are you alright, Brother Chang?” Su Yao turned around and hugged Lu Wuchang when she realized this, looking full of worries.

“I-I’m fine.” Lu Wuchang shook his head and did not say anything else. Only his eyes were filled with indignance.

After crossing the mountain ahead, they would reach the territory of Changyang Prefecture.

But right here, they were caught.

The pudgy middle-aged man subdued him with a single move.

Even Lu Wuchang, a third-grade martial artist, was no match for him, let alone Su Yao, a fourth-grade martial artist who was already injured.

Instantly, their hearts sank to rock bottom.

“Tsk, you two are so in love. I’m so envious.”

The pudgy middle-aged man looked envious and waved his hand. “Young Master Lu, Miss Su Yao, don’t worry. I promise I’ll let you two go on your way together. Let’s go now.”

The young man and woman stepped forward, grabbed one person each, and soared into the sky.

…

Green Cloud Mountain.

Su Jingxing stopped circulating the Six Comets Records and gave up on sensing the “thread” connecting to the fate of the Yu Nation.

After a week, he finally gave up.

After repeated attempts, Su Jingxing had to confirm that this “thread” could not be actively contacted.

Fate was illusory to begin with, and the fate of the nation was all the more, incomparably profound.

Martial artists in the top ranks could sense the world through their Martial Art True Intent and could sense the trends of the dynasty.

However, if they wanted to come into contact with luck, they would also be blind.

Only those who cultivated heavenly secret arts could sense it.

As for touching fate and gripping the nation’s fate, that was also wishful thinking.

The things involved here were too profound.

What Su Jingxing could confirm was that the cultivation of Emperor Chu’s Jade Book was probably pa.s.sive.

Pa.s.sively coming into contact with the national trend of events and the “thread” of national fate.

Simply put, it was the “thread” of national luck that would touch Su Jingxing, not the other way around.