CHAPTER 1329 HIDDEN CRISIS

Outside the hunting ground, two men were engaged in deep conversation.

"Father, it is said that there was a master at the middle-level of the Celestial God Realm who has

forced himself to enter the hunting ground," a young man said, bowing to a middle-aged man.

This young man was none other than Harold Qin who had admonished the Lu Clan's elder at the

branch of the Tussle Holy House that day.

The middle-aged man was the head of the branch of the Tussle Holy House. His name was Gatlin Qin.

"Which section is in charge of it?"

"Not ours, Father," Harold replied.

"Since it's not under our jurisdiction, we do not need to get involved," Gatlin Qin said, closing his eyes.

"Father... People are saying that he went to the hunting ground to kill a man named Darren Chu."

Harold was curious and he tried every means he could to investigate. Finally, he figured out why the

strong cultivator forcefully made his way in.

"What?" Gatlin Qin exclaimed, opened his eyes and sprang to his feet.

In the hunting ground

"Darren, what are you doing?" Finley suddenly said. He was unable to sit still and cultivate like all other

people in the tree house they had built as a temporary shelter.

"What's wrong?" Darren raised his eyes.

"You promised you would get me to the third place. What are you waiting for? Hurry up!" Finley said

impatiently.

"Don't worry. We still have a month. I'll take Jeremy to find and kill another beast of the Celestial God

Realm. Everything will be fine by then," Darren replied lightly.

"That's a deal. Don't break your word!"

"Of course I won't," Darren said, nodding reassuringly.

The tree house fell quiet again as three days quickly flew by.

Darren and Weber were the first to open their eyes. They exchanged glances before saying anything.

"Are you feeling what I'm feeling?"

"Yes. Some people are approaching, and they are not weak."

"Let's go out and take a look."

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The two of them went out of the tree house.

"Come out. Don't hide anymore. I know you're here," Darren called out.

"Ha! You are indeed the person who ranks first on the list. It seems that you've got some nerve."

Three figures walked out of the dense forest, two men and one woman.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!"

Weber pointed a finger at the three people in front of him.

"Look! Isn't this the fat pig? What a coincidence! What? Don't you remember us?" One of them looked

at Weber, smiling playfully.

"Fat pig? Fuck off! How dare you call me fat pig?" Weber flew into a rage.

However, he was also confused as to how they knew him. He couldn't remember where he had met

them, and the thought lingered at the back of his mind.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you be so rude in front of me?" Weber roared.

"Humph! Your master might be getting old, but is he blind too? I feel sorry for him. He accepted

someone as pathetic as you as his disciple," the woman said disdainfully.

"My master? What does my master have to do with you?"

Weber's eyes went wide with surprise.

"Weber, do you know these people?" Darren used his spiritual sense to speak to Weber.

"I remember who they are. They are the disciples of my master's younger brother!" Weber replied.

"Oh... Them. I'm guessing your master and his brother don't get along?" Darren mused.

"That's the understatement of the year. They hate each other's guts. We're in danger with the three of

them here," Weber sighed.

"Not necessarily." Darren was confident in his own strength.

"Darren, these bastards are far more talented than I am. What's more, they have been raised up by a

deputy god. Their strength cannot be underestimated," Weber explained with a frown.

"What? Are you saying their master is a deputy god?" Darren asked, shocked.

"Yes. My master is a deputy god. Their master is, as well."

Darren struggled to keep himself calm. It turned out that Weber's master was a deputy god. He had

never expected that. Both Weber's master and his brother were deputy gods.

This was unbelievable. He had never heard of two deputy gods coming from the human race.

There was still one thing that Darren couldn't figure out. "Weber, your master is so powerful. Why have

you only reached the middle-level of the Star God Realm? The three of them are on the same level as

you."

"It has something to do with the way we cultivate. We have to increase our cultivation base according

to our ages. It is said that it is only by doing this will we be able to lay a solid foundation step by step. It

is in the hope that we will finally have the chance to become a deputy god. So, at our age, the middle-

level of the Star God Realm is sufficient for all of us," Weber explained.

"So that's how it is."

"These guys are hard to deal with. We must be careful and give it our best shot," Weber cautioned.

"Ha! Are you scared out of your wits, fat guy?"

one of them sneered.

"Oh, shut up! What do you want from me?" Weber said, his eyes turning cold.

"We want nothing from you. We're here for the killing points. We didn't even know you'd be here. Now,

we're going to take all the killing points and kick your ass as a sweet, little bonus!"

The three hooligans had made a plan the moment they stepped into the hunting ground. They would

track the top three participants at the end of the game and rob them of their points.

They were confident that their plan would work out because they had a special way to track down the

participants on the ranking list. They did not even try to kill any beast because their sole focus was

tracking down the top-ranking participants. owns this.

"Kick my ass? You disgust me!" Weber said disdainfully.

"You are at the bottom among all the other disciples. Your arrogance will be the cause of your demise.

We will definitely make you suffer, no matter what!"

"Come on! You'll be screwed as long as my boss is here!" Weber put on a strong front, but he was

getting more and more anxious.

Hearing this, Darren's face clouded. Weber obviously wanted to use him as a shield.

"Your boss? What are you talking about? Are you counting on the bastard beside you? What a joke!"

"What a loser! You think this bastard will save you? This is so humiliating! What a shame for your

master. I am ashamed to know you!"

"You are wrong. Bastards are supposed to back each other up."

"Ha!"

The three hoodlums spoke as if Weber and Darren were not there. In their eyes, both men were losers.

A low-level Star God Realm cultivator had eclipsed as a threat in their minds. Even if Darren was

capable of unleashing the strength of a warrior at the upper-level of the Star God Realm, that was the

best he could do.

"You three, don't you know you should be careful of the words that come out of your mouth? Your

words reveal what's in your heart and clearly, your hearts are rotten. You will lose your lives because of

this. Do you understand?" Darren asked calmly.

"What did you say?" they responded, turning their heads toward him.

"Ha! The irony. It is you who will be losing his life today," one of the young men shouted. Immediately,

his palms were engulfed with red flame. He prepared to kill Darren.

"You bastards! How dare you join hands to attack him?" Weber protested, filled with righteous

indignation.

"It's enough for me to deal with this kind of rubbish alone. We don't need to work together!"

"Good, you have guts! If you've still got a trace of self-respect, you would do it on your own. If you

don't, you're no better than a common animal!" Weber roared.

However, he used his spiritual sense to speak with Darren. "Darren, let's work together and kill this

one. Only an idiot would agree to have a one-on-one battle with them."

"Weber, you're so mean!" Darren answered with a smile.

"Come on! This is a matter of life and death. I'm not mean. I am just being smart!" Weber said using his

spiritual sense.

"Let's wait and see."

Whoosh!

Darren took the initiative to fly out, but he restrained himself from using any of his god's power.