Chapter 730: Too Difficult

Dragon Clan Territory.

A massive dragon lay prostrate on the ground, its golden scales radiating dazzling light, its fierce eyes glaring with contempt for all under heaven.

Hum!

The void trembled.

A disheveled figure suddenly appeared. If Lin Fan were here, he would surely be quite indifferent—wasn't this the Milk-Burst Dragon Queen?

“Damn it, I must kill him. The rebel army of the Guardian Land, I will definitely kill him.” The Divine Martial Dragon Queen herself was not injured, but the pain of her burst breasts was unbearable for her.

The Divine Martial Dragon Queen was also a woman, and she valued her appearance greatly. Unless absolutely necessary, she always appeared in human form and rarely transformed into her true body.

“Let’s discuss this later. Do not disturb the Guardian Land.” A majestic man spoke from atop the prostrate dragon.

He was the Primordial Dragon of the Dragon Clan, with immense power. Even the Divine Martial Dragon Queen, at the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Rank with Eternal Divine Position, was no match for him.

However, a cultivator who had not attained the Eternal Position could never compare to the Guardian of the Guardian Land.

“Primordial Dragon, I must make him pay.” The Divine Martial Dragon Queen’s face was frosty, beyond endurance. Looking at her once proud chest, now flat, a surge of anger rose in her heart.

“My breasts are just gone like this.” The Divine Martial Dragon Queen’s heart bled and wept, her pitiful appearance stirring sympathy.

Countless revenge plans swirled in the Divine Martial Dragon Queen’s mind. She would make that detestable man die without a burial place; even being torn to pieces would not quell her fury.

The Ten-Thousand-Venerable Primordial Dragon was expressionless. With a thought, he broke through spatial restrictions and directly pulled the Divine Martial Dragon Queen over, but he could do nothing about that man. Unless his true body descended, it would be difficult to kill him.

The Tenth Prince, the Four Dragon Emperors, and others were important to the Ten-Thousand-Venerable Primordial Dragon, but the day when all realms would open was approaching, and he had to plan carefully.

…

The next day!

At the square of the Guardian Land.

Many creatures gathered here, waiting for a joke, a huge joke.

The rebel army had taken on three hundred earth-level missions, leaving no missions available for the various teams in the Guardian Land. As for the heaven-level missions, how many teams could complete them?

“Hmph, I think the rebel army definitely won’t complete the missions.”

“What’s the use of taking on so many missions? A waste of time.”

“And they’re going to fight the Primordial Chaos Team? They’re asking for death. Even though everyone in the rebel army has spirit armor, the members of the Primordial Chaos Team are no pushovers. Even with just their physical strength, they can blast spirit artifacts to pieces.”

The Mad Dragon Team and the Sword God Team were also in the square. Nie Madlong’s face was especially grim. Ever since the rebel army had crushed them, they had become a joke in the Guardian Land.

Although no one dared to speak ill to his face, behind his back, everyone in the Guardian Land mocked him. This was unbearable for Nie Madlong.

Hum!

In an instant, the void trembled.

“They’re coming, they’re coming! The rebel army is back.”

Everyone held their breath, staring intently into the distance. The rebel army, which had been making waves recently, had finally returned.

And more people turned their gazes to Nie Madlong and Feng Wushuang.

Their two teams had been severely taught a lesson by the rebel army. If anyone least wanted the rebel army to complete their missions, it was probably these two.

“What are you looking at?” Nie Madlong felt many eyes on him and immediately shouted coldly.

Naturally, the others dared not look anymore. Although the rebel army could bully the Mad Dragon Team, that didn’t mean anyone could bully them.

“Hmph, what’s there to be cocky about? Weren’t they still suppressed by the rebel army?”

“Yeah, I actually hope the rebel army completes the missions and gives the Mad Dragon Team a good slap in the face.”

“This time, when the rebel army returns, even if I have to cry, make a scene, or threaten suicide, I’m joining them.”

“Aren’t you from another team? What, are you going to betray your team?”

"Betrayal my ass, I've seen the error of my ways. That captain of mine was too harsh, always exploiting us, giving us only ten contribution points a day, not even enough for entertainment."

"Brother, that's really rough. I get at least twenty contribution points a day."

...

At this moment, the Uprising members appeared in the square, with Lin Fan and the Venerable Shakya walking in front.

Instantly, the atmosphere turned somewhat strange.

"Look at the Uprising's faces, they seem down. Could it be they didn't complete the mission?"

"I'm sure they didn't. That was three hundred Earth-level missions. Do you think they're gods? Even without eating or sleeping, it's hard to finish."

"Even if they didn't finish, the Uprising is still my idol. They're so damn domineering. Later I'll invite one of them for a drink, get some guidance, and join the team."

"That's a good idea. Adding flowers to brocade is not as good as sending charcoal in snowy weather. Especially now when the Uprising is down, if we show them genuine care, we'll surely move them."

"Clap, clap, clap!"

At that moment, a few people in the crowd suddenly started clapping.

"Go Uprising!"

"Yeah, even if they didn't finish the mission, just this courage—few teams in the Sanctuary would dare to do the same."

These few people clapped and cheered.

The rest of the onlookers, however, began to laugh.

"Oh my, isn't this the Uprising? So, did you complete the mission? Let everyone have a look." Nie Kuanglong, seeing the expressions of the Uprising members, couldn't help but laugh, looking quite pleased. He approached Lin Fan and gloated.

Nie Kuanglong no longer wanted to say much; he just wanted to mock mercilessly. Every time he taunted the Uprising, his wounded heart found some comfort.

Lin Fan looked up, staring oddly at Nie Kuanglong, wondering what this idiot was here for.

"What, you want to hit me? Is there no freedom of speech now?" Nie Kuanglong sneered.

"There is, of course there is freedom of speech," Lin Fan said.

But some people began to discuss in low voices.

"This Nie Kuanglong is going too far."

"Yeah, the Uprising didn't use any dirty tricks; they fought fair and square. Nie Kuanglong can't take a loss."

...

"That's right. I, Nie Kuanglong, have freedom of speech. I say whatever I want." Nie Kuanglong was so smug he was about to fly. He had waited days for this chance, and now being able to mock the Uprising was pure joy.

Bang!

At that moment, something unbelievable happened.

"You..." Nie Kuanglong's face turned the color of pig liver. He stared at Lin Fan in utter shock, then crouched down in pain, clutching his precious parts.

A wave of sorrow washed over him, crushing all his hopes for the future.

Lin Fan's right foot was as fast as lightning, striking the target precisely. Then he laughed, "What, you want to mock me? Do I not have the freedom to hit people?"

"And who told you the Uprising didn't complete the mission? Brothers, tell him why we're so troubled." Lin Fan waved his hand and sighed. Sometimes, when people are stupid, it's terrifying.

The Uprising members felt helpless.

"Ah, it's so hard. I've been thinking the whole way and still don't know how to spend those contribution points."

"Yeah, it's too hard. The captain said we have to use them today. How are we supposed to do that?"

"Hey, that brother who clapped just now, come over here. You can join the Uprising and squander contribution points with us."

...

At that moment, the crowd erupted.

What the hell, they had been showing off all along.

Lin Fan, however, just smiled, relaxed. The experience for the True Ultimate Destroying Kick had increased a bit. He'd take as many experience babies like this as came.