Chapter 177: The Eight Extreme Wolf Emperor
At this moment, Chen Xiao once again assessed the depth of the Hunters’ Guild’s resources—they could even bring out true divine artifacts, weapons forged by deities. But Chen Xiao understood clearly that this mission would likely not be easy to complete. Although Mo Ran Sanye had put it nicely, the Wolf Emperor’s Heart was said to be more important than divine artifacts. Yet Chen Xiao wasn’t foolish; he knew there must be some trick involved.
“This is information about the Eight Extreme Wolf Emperor,” Mo Ran Sanye said as a glint appeared in his hand. An energy crystal engraved with a spiritual imprint appeared and was handed to Chen Xiao. Chen Xiao nodded and stored the crystal.
“Thief Lord, after killing the Eight Extreme Wolf Emperor, be sure to extract his Wolf Emperor’s Heart and bring it to the Hunters’ Guild headquarters in the Spirit Mysterious Realm,” Mo Ran Sanye added, pulling out a white crystal card—the main card of the Spirit Mysterious Realm. Chen Xiao took the card but didn’t claim it immediately. Once claimed, the superpower crystal card would turn black, revealing his identity right away. Those who produced black crystal cards were unique in the entire world of superpowers and were already recorded in history.
After handling all related matters, Chen Xiao stood up and left the Hunters’ Guild of the Illusory Realm. As Chen Xiao departed, the smile on Mo Ran Sanye’s face gradually faded, turning serious.
“Father, are you really giving ‘Falling Snowflakes’ to that Flyclaw?” After Chen Xiao left, a faint ripple appeared in the elegant room, and a woman dressed in black with a layer of black shadow over her face appeared out of thin air.
“‘Falling Snowflakes’ is a divine artifact—how can it be given away just like that?” Mo Ran Sanye smiled faintly upon seeing her. “Ning’er, these ‘Falling Snowflakes’ were prepared especially for you by your father. How can they be given away so easily? Killing a Wolf Emperor isn’t that simple. Back when the Eight Extreme Wolf Emperor ruled the world of superpowers, even Source Realm powerhouses were killed by him. Even if that Flyclaw wields a divine artifact, he won’t be a match for the Wolf Emperor. What will happen when the Wolf Emperor kills that Flyclaw and sees the divine artifact?”
Mo Ran Sanye laughed triumphantly.
“Father, so you’ve done something to ‘Falling Snowflakes’?” Ning’er’s eyes lit up, but then she frowned and asked, “But Father, I don’t quite understand. Why do we need to obtain the Wolf Emperor’s Heart? What’s its purpose?”
“Hehe.” Mo Ran Sanye didn’t answer but just chuckled.
“The Heavenly Dragon Secret Treasury is about to open. Powerhouses from the world of superpowers, including those from the stars beyond Earth, are beginning to gather here. The Eight Extreme Wolf Emperor happens to possess the bloodline of the Heavenly Wolf God from that treasury. His Wolf Emperor’s Heart is exactly the key to unlocking the Heavenly Wolf God’s treasure vault in that treasury.”
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“This Mo Ran Sanye is really cunning.” Chen Xiao, whose body was covered in a layer of light water and whose life energy fluctuations were hidden by the Yu Character Technique, stood beside Mo Ran Sanye. He shook his head slightly.
“But Mo Ran Sanye must have had a stroke too. Knowing full well that my ability to hide is extremely strong, yet he still didn’t take any precautions and spilled everything out, which actually saved me the trouble.” Chen Xiao sneered inwardly. It wasn’t until Mo Ran Sanye and his daughter left that he returned to the Main God’s Space. “Since you intended to use me, don’t blame me for not being polite.” Chen Xiao casually fiddled with the Snowflakes Drifting Staff in his hand. “Has this divine artifact already recognized its master? Hmph, how can mere mortals use a weapon belonging to a deity?” “Break it!” Chen Xiao gave a light command, and the power in the Main God’s Space instantly gathered, amplifying the power of the Main God within him to an incredible level. In an instant, that formidable power surged into the Snowflakes Drifting Staff. With a buzz, dazzling light burst from it. “Divine objects have spirits; they obscure their true forms unless a worthy master emerges to reveal their power.” Chen Xiao murmured softly, then opened his mouth again, sending another surge of the Main God’s power onto the staff. Boom! The next moment, the divine staff turned into a flurry of snowflakes that scattered across the sky before rapidly reassembling in midair. In just a moment, the original Snowflakes Drifting Staff had transformed into a palm-sized, crystal-clear snowflake. In the blink of an eye, this translucent snowflake changed once more into a nail-sized mark that appeared on the back of Chen Xiao’s right hand. When Chen Xiao raised his hand again, a faint golden soul mark appeared in his palm—exactly the same mark that was originally on the Snowflakes Drifting Staff. He casually threw it onto a nearby rock and used the power of the Main God’s Space to suppress it, without drawing any attention from its owner. Chen Xiao still didn’t fully understand the true strength of the Hunters’ Guild, so he couldn’t risk alerting them for now. “Although the people from the Hunters’ Guild wanted to use me, the Wolf Emperor’s Heart of the Eight Extremes is very likely indeed the key to unlocking the Celestial Wolf Divine Treasury in those Heavenly Dragon Secrets. It seems I still need to make a trip there. A ninth-tier Wolf Emperor capable of killing Source Realm powerhouses?” A hint of confidence flashed across Chen Xiao’s face. He could kill two eighth-tier powerhouses with just his bare hands through ambushes, so now that he had a divine artifact, he felt somewhat confident about defeating a ninth-tier Wolf Emperor. …
In central Russia, at the northernmost part of the Siberian Plain, near the Arctic Circle, it is perpetually icy and snowy, with few people living there. Yet, in this vast expanse of ice and snow, there exists a figure who once made the entire world of supernatural abilities tremble— the Wolf Emperor of the Eight Extremes. This Wolf Emperor became famous a hundred years ago, dominating the world of supernatural abilities. As a ninth-tier being, he killed several Source Realm powerhouses, earning himself a notorious reputation for brutality. However, his cruel and murderous nature led to him gaining countless enemies across the world of supernatural abilities; almost every country had its share of enemies. Yet, having killed numerous Source Realm powerhouses and countless ninth-tier supernatural beings, the Wolf Emperor of the Eight Extremes also possessed an astonishing amount of wealth.
Once, there were numerous attempts in the world of superpowers to eliminate the Eight-Pole Wolf King, but each time, he managed to escape. It wasn’t until powerful beings at the realm level stepped in to try and kill him that they only managed to severely injure him, allowing him to flee once again. He ended up in the secular world and never dared return to the world of superpowers. Since then, the name of the Eight-Pole Wolf King has become a taboo in that world, rarely mentioned, and gradually forgotten. Of course, these details weren’t given to Chen Xiao by Mo Ran Sanye; instead, Chen Xiao personally went to the headquarters of Huaxia Zhi Hun, studied countless ancient texts, and uncovered them. Mo Ran Sanye would never pass on such information to Chen Xiao—after all, any superhuman who heard this would think it was suicide to go after him. Although the Glory Temple is now thriving under Chen Jianzhou’s leadership, it is still too young, and many secrets of the world of superpowers remain undiscovered. If Chen Xiao wants to obtain some information, he can only rely on Huaxia Zhi Hun, this ancient faction that has existed for who knows how long. “The Eight-Pole Wolf King is truly formidable,” Chen Xiao thought as he walked across the vast ice fields, pondering information about him. “It seems Mo Ran Sanye was right—this wolf king must have divine bloodline. Otherwise, even ordinary superhumans or mutated werewolves would find it hard to challenge him, let alone cross the gap between the Origin Realm and the Ninth Rank, two realms that are fundamentally different.” At that moment, Chen Xiao wore a white robe, blending seamlessly into the endless snowfield. The spiritual energy emanating from him wasn’t strong, giving the impression of a low-tier superhuman just enjoying the scenery. Yet even a high-tier superhuman would easily detect his presence under such circumstances. Although it was midsummer, the Arctic ice fields were still battered by cold winds and swirling snowflakes—a blizzard. But such weather had no effect on Chen Xiao. “Hey, that Mo Ran Sanye really is something—asking me to bring these snowflakes to the Eight-Pole Wolf King without giving me his exact location. What a headache.” Chen Xiao looked at the endless snowfield and sighed slightly. He had been wandering here for half a month without seeing not even a wolf pup, let alone the Eight-Pole Wolf King. “Young man, I see you’ve been wandering around here for half a month. Are you looking for something?” Suddenly, an old voice rang out abruptly in Chen Xiao’s ear. He shuddered violently—he hadn’t noticed any living beings before, yet someone had appeared right beside him unnoticed. Chen Xiao instinctively stepped back three times before looking up. It was an old man with white beard and hair, hunched over, wearing clothes that seemed to be made from polar bear fur.
At this moment, the old man was smiling at Chen Xiao, occasionally taking out some unknown fruit from a leather bag in his hand, throwing it into his mouth, and chewing slowly, making a crunching sound. Chen Xiao looked at the old man, first appearing slightly stunned, before saying with a smile, “I am here precisely to seek you out, senior.” “To seek me?” The old man’s expression remained unchanged, his face still smiling, as he replied, “Many people have come to me these past few days; even over a dozen ninth-level ablers were sent, but now they are all dead.” The old man paused briefly before adding, “Your strength is only at the third level. How dare you come into this mess? Do you have any backing?” At that moment, Chen Xiao was displaying spiritual energy fluctuations at the third level. “Hehe, Senior Wolf Emperor, you’re joking,” Chen Xiao said cheerfully. “Those people came to seek you only to obtain your Wolf Emperor Heart in order to open the Celestial Wolf Treasure Vault within the Heavenly Dragon Secret Repository. But that so-called Celestial Wolf Treasure Vault, or even the Heavenly Dragon Secret Repository, means nothing to me.” “Young kid, not very old, but quite bold,” the old man, the legendary Eight Extreme Wolf Emperor, shook his head slightly. “Who wouldn’t be tempted by a treasure left by the gods? Greed is a original sin—it can cost one’s life.” “Hehe, Senior Wolf Emperor, I’m not here to hunt you or take your Wolf Emperor Heart. Instead, I want to ask you to come out. Do you really want to stay in this icy wasteland for the rest of your life?” Chen Xiao shrugged. “Hahahahahaha…” Hearing Chen Xiao’s words, the Eight Extreme Wolf Emperor burst into laughter. “You brat, speaking so nicely—asking me to come out? I’m afraid as soon as I enter the world of ablers, I’ll be attacked by countless ablers and even realm masters. Last time, I managed to escape by luck, but this time I won’t be so fortunate. It seems you’re just a bait they used to lure me out.” “Senior Wolf Emperor, actually, if I wanted to kill you and take your Wolf Emperor Heart, there’s no need to lure you out. I could easily kill you alone.” Chen Xiao’s face still wore a smile, but the spiritual energy fluctuations around him suddenly rose from the third level to the fourth. The expression of the Eight Extreme Wolf Emperor instantly changed.