Chapter 0370: A Great Gift

The Riga Mountains, like the Nimeng Mountains, are renowned mountain ranges within the Ancient Forest. Located hundreds of millions of miles north of the Nimeng Mountains, they cover an area of tens of millions of miles, roughly the same size as the Nimeng Mountains, with continuous mountain ranges.

One peculiar feature of the Riga Mountains is the perpetual rain, which keeps the entire range damp and gloomy. KunNeil is the king of these mountains, having ruled them for over a dozen eons. As he told Bradd outside the valley earlier, they have known each other for those same many eons.

Though they have known each other for so long, their relationship is hostile. As kings of the Riga and Nimeng Mountains respectively, Bradd and KunNeil constantly seek to conquer each other and rule over hundreds of millions of miles around. However, their strengths are equal, and their forces are comparable, so a balance has persisted until over 20 billion years ago when a mysterious figure appeared and imprisoned Bradd within the valley’s stone forest, breaking this balance.

After Bradd was imprisoned, the forces of the Nimeng Mountains he ruled over quickly fragmented within a hundred years, largely due to KunNeil. Under KunNeil’s pressure, most surrendered, a few fled, and only a tiny number, such as the two-headed demon tiger Xil, remained loyal to Bradd.

Yet over these 20 billion years, these loyal beasts like Xil were continuously slaughtered by KunNeil. From hundreds of thousands to nearly extinct, perhaps out of pity, KunNeil stopped the killings when only twelve high-ranking divine mutated beasts, including Xil, remained.

One month later…

Above the Riga Mountains, a shadow flashed, and two figures appeared out of thin air. Bradd stared at the Riga Mountains ahead, his face icy cold.

Over these 20 billion years, imprisoned in the valley’s stone forest, he had heard from Xil one after another about his generals being slaughtered by KunNeil. Trapped there, he felt anger, hatred, helplessness, and pain. What fueled his rage even more was that after each general was killed, KunNeil would come to the valley and proudly recount the slaughter to him.

“KunNeil!” Bradd’s eyes blazed with fury.

Over these 20 billion years, he swore he would slowly repay KunNeil for all the pain he had endured.

“Let’s go meet your old friend. We’ll give him a great gift,” said Huang Long, sensing the murderous intent that had been trapped in Bradd’s heart for over 20 billion years.
“That’s exactly what I think too, my lord,” replied Bradd, turning back.
The two vanished in a flash.
The Riga Mountains remained as before, with the rain continuing unabated despite their arrival.
The rain, like threads, soaked the ground and seeped in, just like the murderous intent in Bradd’s heart.
“Is this KunNeil’s palace?” After a while, the two arrived at a peak in the Riga Mountains. Huang Long looked down at the vast complex of palaces spanning tens of thousands of square miles and said,
The palaces below emitted faint yellow lights, forming a subtle barrier that kept the rain from reaching the high altitudes of the Riga Mountains.
Bradd nodded. “That’s right. This entire complex is KunNeil’s palace—there are 3,000 of them, each hiding one of his beauties. One for each night. That pervert really knows how to enjoy himself.”
KunNeil’s true form was a thousand-legged sand worm, and with those 3,000 beauties hidden within, Bradd always referred to him as “that pervert.”
“3,000 palaces? 3,000 beauties?” Huang Long shook his head. “KunNeil is quite comparable to the Jade Emperor of the Pangu Heavenly Court.”
“Let’s go!” said Huang Long.
The two disappeared and reappeared inside a magnificent palace. As they entered, intermittent moans of a woman came from within the main hall.
They were stunned. Then, Huang Long used his Heaven-Seeing Eye and saw a young man who looked extremely similar to KunNeil lying on top of a beauty, straining hard. The sensual moans came from the woman beneath him.
“Hehe, like father, like son. This is one of KunNeil’s sons—Bertley. His father dotes on him the most. He was born from a human, so he has human blood; he’s a half-ork,” Bradd sneered.
“KunNeil’s son?” Seeing the young man still striving hard, Huang Long laughed. “Let’s go over there.”
Bradd agreed.
Bertley was very excited today. This beauty had been bestowed upon him by his father and was the woman he had long desired. Now, his wish had come true. Hearing the woman’s moans below, he worked even harder. Suddenly, a mocking voice came from behind him: “Kid, why work so hard? Save some strength to enjoy the ‘terrifying experience’ I’ve prepared for you later.”

“Possessed Soul” is a unique technique studied by Bradd. It has a similar effect to the “Life and Death Finger” power used by the Yellow Dragon—soul torment!
Unexpecting someone behind him, Bertray was terrified and quickly jumped off the woman below. He turned around, gathering his spiritual energy, while the woman screamed in fright and shrunk away. However, as she did so, she remained completely naked, exposing everything, giving the Yellow Dragon and Bradd a good view.
Bradd looked at the panicked Bertray, then glanced downward and laughed, “Why is that thing of KunNeil’s so small? It’s as tiny as an invisible insect. I wonder if that old KunNeil is the same size!” He then burst into unrestrained laughter.
Bertray was filled with shock and anger. How had these two gotten in? Weren’t there tens of thousands of high-ranking gods guarding outside?
“Dareful! Who are you? How dare you intrude in the Riga Palace?!” Bertray didn’t recognize Bradd at first.
In the Prison Valley’s rocky forest, Bradd had kept his hair long and untamed, dressed casually—very different from before he was imprisoned.
“Who am I? Hehe, Bertray, didn’t you used to visit my Nimeng Mountains often with your father?” Bradd sneered. Without any wind, his hair fluttered, revealing his face.
When Bradd showed his face, Bertray was stunned. Moments later, his expression changed drastically: “You… you’re Bradd?!”, he exclaimed in panic as he stepped back. “No, no, it can’t be! How did you escape from the valley?!” He tried to flee immediately, ignoring his nudity.
But as soon as he tried to escape, he was struck by a rebounding force, sending him flying back and crashing to the ground.
“Escape? Bertray, can you really escape within my domain?” Bradd watched him fall back, then stepped forward and stamped on him, causing a scream.
Bradd raised his foot and said coldly, “Even killing everyone in the Riga Mountains wouldn’t erase the hatred in my heart over these 20+ billion years!”
Bertray lay on the ground, his face pale and convulsing.
Then, Bradd raised his right hand and gave a command. Something worm-like rushed into Bertray’s body. Instantly, Bertray rolled on the ground, screaming and scratching himself.
“Not bad, huh? The taste of ‘Possessed Soul’?” Bradd sneered, then turned to look at the beautiful woman.

By this time, Meiji, who was pinned under Bertley, was already terrified, her face pale: “No, don’t kill me, don’t kill me, my lord.” But as soon as she said this, her voice cut off abruptly. Her eyes widened as she stared at Brade, then she collapsed. Brade withdrew his right hand. This woman surely couldn’t be kept alive, and he wasn’t the kind to show mercy. Meanwhile, Bertley was already in a terrible state, screaming and groaning in pain. Brade approached him, reached in with both hands, and searched his soul. After a while, he waved his hands, and a destructive wind blew through. Bertley’s screams ceased, and his body slowly disappeared, as if devoured by something. “Young master!” After dealing with the two, Brade returned and spoke to Huang Long. Huang Long asked, “How did it go?” Brade replied, “I didn’t expect KunNeil to value this son so much. He even gave him the Nimeng Fruit. The boy hadn’t swallowed it yet, as the Nimeng Fruit was left in the back hall.” To swallow the Nimeng Fruit, one needed water called Black Ice, so Bertley hadn’t done so yet. Fortunately, the two had arrived early, because according to Bertley’s memory, once Black Ice was delivered, he would swallow and absorb the Nimeng Fruit. Following Bertley’s memory, Huang Long and the others quickly found the Nimeng Fruit hidden in the back hall. “This is the Nimeng Fruit,” Huang Long said, looking at the fist-sized fruit that was completely black. It had no color or taste, and aside from a strange faint black light, it wasn’t particularly notable. “Not bad, young master. Don’t underestimate this Nimeng Fruit. It’s one of the ten sacred fruits of the Netherworld,” Brade said. “Ten sacred fruits?” Huang Long asked. “Yes, the ten sacred fruits, each with unique powers. Only one Nimeng Fruit is born every era, and it’s extremely helpful for cultivating the laws of cultivation,” Brade said solemnly. Huang Long nodded. “Let’s go. This isn’t a place to stay long.” Once KunNeil sent someone to bring Black Ice, they would notice something was wrong. Brade wanted to avenge himself, but not now. The two were still too weak to confront the entire Riga Mountain Range. Huang Long and Brade vanished in a flash. Before long, the person sent to bring Black Ice arrived and found the beautiful woman dead and Bertley missing. Realizing something was wrong, he panicked and reported to KunNeil. “What?! Dead? Bertley’s gone?!” KunNeil roared. At that moment, another servant rushed over in panic, reporting, “Lord KunNeil, the Cangji Treasure Hall has collapsed!” The Cangji Treasure Hall was the place where KunNeil stored his wealth.

“What?! What’s going on?!” KunNeil shouted.
Of course, this was another gift left for KunNeil by the two Yellow Dragons before they left.