Chapter Fifty-Nine: My Heart Moves as I Will-King of Passivity(Bodhisattva of the Six Tubes)

Their progress was swift, but others weren’t far behind either. There was no room for complacency—they had to keep pushing forward. After glancing at the ranking board, he continued grinding monsters.

Wait, what happened? The player ranked second, Heart Follows My Will, had actually dropped a level and was now only level twenty. His hold on the second spot was slipping—how careless could one be to die even once at this stage? Zhang Shan couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for him.

Leveling up past twenty was brutally difficult, but the death penalty remained unchanged—one death meant losing an entire level’s worth of experience. Zhang Shan had the Rebirth skill, giving him two lives, yet he still acted with utmost caution, never daring to be too reckless while grinding, always wary of a sudden red-named boss appearing out of nowhere.

That would leave no chance to escape.

He always cleared an area of monsters, observed for a while, then moved on to the next batch. Perhaps Heart Follows My Will had simply been too careless, not paying enough attention, grinding his way right up to a boss and colliding headlong, with no chance to flee.

What a shame. But this time, Zhang Shan’s guess was off—the truth soon slapped him in the face.

World Channel:

Heavenly Dragon-Slaying Blade: Heart Follows My Will, you fool, come at us again if you dare! So you were arrogant, huh? What does being second on the ranking board matter? We still knocked you down. If you dare provoke our Heaven and Earth Guild, even Six-Barrel Bodhisattva, ranked number one, will be cut down by us.

Damn, Zhang Shan’s getting dragged into this for no reason?

That guy who had been instantly killed by him with one shot was now boasting so loudly on the world channel? This was intolerable.

Six-Barrel Bodhisattva: Well, well, Dragon-Slaying Blade, you’ve grown bold. Weren’t you the one-shot casualty before? If you’ve got the guts, come cut me down now.

Wandering King: Artifact Master, what happened? You one-shotted Dragon-Slaying Blade? Are you really that formidable, or is he just too weak?

War God Li Jing: What’s so surprising about that? The artifact’s power is terrifying—just check the stats. With a Holy Strike triggered, who can withstand it? Even the tankiest Guardian Warrior would fall, let alone an ordinary Berserker like Dragon-Slaying Blade.

Heart Follows My Will: Heaven and Earth Guild, just you wait. If I don’t kill you all until you’re too afraid to leave the city, I’ll delete my account.

Heaven’s Heavenly Sword: Big talk! We’re grinding monsters right now—come and get us.

Heart Follows My Will: Bounty—kill any core member of the Heaven and Earth Guild, ten thousand gold coins per kill. I’ve posted a bounty thread on the forum. Upload your kill video and PM me for your reward.

What a jaw-dropping turn of events. Zhang Shan was utterly stunned by the extravagance of Heart Follows My Will.

It had been a week since the opening of the New World, and this was the first time anyone dared to flood the world channel like this.

Heart Follows My Will posted six times in a row—first message cost one gold, second ten gold, third a thousand, and by the sixth, it was already a million.

Money meant nothing to him—this was true opulence.

In fact, if he wanted to put out a bounty, there was no need to spam the world channel. Players from other nations would never risk coming to Chu for the reward.

Although cities in different countries could be accessed via teleportation, once you arrived in another nation, your character’s name would turn purple. Anyone from that country could attack without penalty, even in the city, and locals could instantly teleport within their own territory, while foreigners couldn’t. With such a disadvantageous setting, who would risk coming to Chu for a bounty?

The purpose of Heart Follows My Will spamming the world channel was obvious—he might as well have tattooed “I’m rich” on his forehead.

He was inviting everyone to take up his bounty, assuring them he had more than enough money to pay anyone who could kill a member of the Heaven and Earth Guild. If he could spend a million just to announce the bounty, paying out the actual rewards was no issue at all.

The moment the bounty was announced, the entire New World exploded with excitement.

Big spenders were common in the game, but few could match his scale—this was truly lavish.

Players from other countries couldn’t easily come to claim the bounty, but Chu’s players could. For those in Yingtian City, it was simple—spot a Heaven and Earth Guild member, kill them, and ten thousand gold coins were yours.

For players from Zhang Shan’s own Dangyang City, or from Yunmeng, it only cost ten coins to teleport over.

It was just too convenient.

Zhang Shan felt himself getting eager. Last time, Stormblade led a team to drive the Heaven and Earth Guild out of Dangyang City, but Zhang Shan hadn’t participated. Now, this was an opportunity.

This time, he could not only vent his frustrations but also make some money. Why not?

“Boss World, I want to go to Yingtian City to claim the bounty. It won’t have any negative impact on our guild, will it?” Zhang Shan didn’t want anyone to say their Storm Guild was bullying others with their power, so he decided to ask the leader first.

“If you want to go, go. Anyone else in the guild who wants to go can as well. We’re never going to reconcile with Heaven and Earth Guild anyway—we’ll clash again sooner or later.”

“Haha, then I’m in too. Artifact Bro, take me along.”

“Alright, anyone interested, sign up. Forming a party—the more survivable, the better. We’re going to kill, not be cannon fodder.”

“Count me in, I’m a rogue—no one can find me if I stay hidden.”

“Take me, I’m fully geared at level twenty.”

Zhang Shan added all the volunteers to the party. Not too many, just twelve in total.

The guild elites weren’t short on money; they were in it for the fun, unlike Zhang Shan, who was also interested in earning a little extra.

Those who chose not to go either didn’t want to join the chaos, or mostly feared dying and losing a level—it just wasn’t worth it.

After all, they’d be invading someone else’s territory—who knew how many enemies they’d face?

Little Secretary had grown bold after equipping a red shield and also signed up, along with Wind Chime and Stormblade, the Berserker who loved PK.

There was also Storm Cannon, Storm Assassin, and several other guild big shots Zhang Shan wasn’t too familiar with.

“Let’s go—everyone outside, start the return timer, we’re off to Yingtian City to pick up some cash.”

Zhang Shan saw this as going to pick up money—if they found any Heaven and Earth Guild members, it would be glittering gold coins in their pockets.

As for whether they could win or not, or whether they could get the kills—none of that mattered to Zhang Shan. Aside from tanks like Little Secretary, who could stand up to his shot? And as for killing him, that was even less likely—Rebirth gave him two lives and Berserk cleared all controls.

A truly invincible turret—and a mobile one at that—so powerful it would drive others to despair.

For Zhang Shan, killing players was even easier than grinding monsters. All they needed was to find members of the Heaven and Earth Guild.

“Come on, follow the Artifact Master to pick up some cash.”

“Meet at the Teleportation Hall. I’ll contact Heart Follows My Will and see if he has any intel on Heaven and Earth Guild’s locations.”

No use running around blindly—they needed to know where the targets were. That way, after teleporting to Yingtian City, they could instantly move to the city gates and head straight for their targets.

Perfect plan.