God-Tier Fishing System - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Chapter 370(Inspiration Capsule Extra Chapter)
“I think you are a very talented person, and I am reluctant to kill you.”

“Otherwise, you would have been a corpse long ago,” Thousand Faces replied coldly.

“Oh? Are you reluctant to kill me, or is it simply that you don’t have the ability?”

Faced with Thousand Faces’s ridicule, Ethan didn’t show even a trace of anger. Instead, the corner of his lips curled into a sarcastic smirk.

When it came to verbal sparring, Ethan feared no one under the heavens.

“Kekeke…”

Thousand Faces suddenly bowed his head and let out a hoarse, chilling laugh. But when he looked up again, his voice was calm, almost indifferent.

“Since you refuse the toast and insist on drinking the fine wine, I, Quin Gavel, must personally teach you a lesson today.”

“As if I don’t exist?” Asher stepped forward, his eyes sharp as blades locked onto Thousand Faces.

“Can you stop me?” Thousand Faces asked.

“Good. Let’s try.” Asher sneered.

“I’ve been in Skyreach Territory for so long, yet this is the first time I’ve heard of a so-called Upper Supreme named Quin Gavel.”

“Today, I shall broaden my horizons. I want to see whether your strength is half as sharp as your tongue.”

A chilling killing intent rolled off Asher like a tide, spreading through the air.

Ethan smiled faintly.

“It’s normal senior Asher has never heard of him,” Ethan said casually.

“Because he is not Quin Gavel at all.”

He paused, then added leisurely:

“He is the Thousand Faces of the Blood Killing Order.”

The moment the words fell, Asher’s expression changed drastically.

“Thousand Faces?!”

He had heard rumors—whispers about a terrifying cultivator whose face was never the same twice. A Supreme realm killer personally requested by the Blood Tavern’s owner.

A man impossible to track.

A ghost among ghosts.

“Boy,” Asher muttered via voice transmission, “are you sure you didn’t mistake him for someone else?”

“No,” Ethan replied calmly.

“He was sneaky, cunning, and wore a mask—so I deliberately tested him. And as expected… he took the bait.”

“I see,” Asher replied.

“You really are a genius.”

At those words, Thousand Faces’s pupils shrank abruptly.

Shock.

Rage.

Humiliation.

He had kept his identity hidden for centuries.

Countless strong cultivators failed to uncover his real face.

But today… he was exposed by a boy not even in the Supreme Realm?!

“You… what nonsense are you spouting? Thousand Faces? I don’t understand,” he forced out coldly, still pretending.

But Asher laughed.

“Your eyes already betrayed you, Thousand Faces.”

Thousand Faces’s expression turned uglier by the moment.

Being recognized—especially when he himself did not intend to reveal his face—was the greatest humiliation he could imagine.

And to be exposed by someone beneath his cultivation realm?

Unforgivable.

If Asher could bring Thousand Faces back alive—or even report the intel—he would be able to request a favor from the Blood Tavern’s master.

And capturing him alive… that would allow him anything he desired.

“Ethan, can your artifact still work?” he asked Ethan quickly.

“Not yet. I need time to recover my strength.”

“A quarter of an hour is enough,” Ethan replied decisively.

“I’ll stall him. You use the artifact to suppress him. With the Chaos Clock, even Thousand Faces won’t escape.” Asher spoke.

“And when we succeed, I’ll give you a great reward!”

Ethan nodded.

Their intentions aligned perfectly.

He immediately sat cross-legged, swallowed several pills, and activated the Celestial Jade Physique Scripture.

His breathing steadied, Original power beginning to recover rapidly.

Seeing Ethan ignore him entirely, Thousand Faces gritted his teeth.

“I never expected that after a lifetime of concealment, my identity would be exposed… by an unknown brat!” he snarled.

“This humiliation… you will pay for with your life!”

“When you die, I’ll search your soul. Everything you know—every secret technique—will belong to me!”

The mask on his face slowly melted into his skin, revealing his true face—pale complexion, blood-red eyes, a sharp jawline. Ugly yet strangely sinister.

His killing intent surged like a hurricane toward Ethan.

But Asher casually slid between them.

“Brother,” Asher said with a taunting grin, “you’ve been fleeing for hundreds of years. Why not let me retire you comfortably by killing you today?”

“What nonsense are you spouting?” Thousand Faces snapped.

And without further words—he struck.

Their palms collided, a deafening crack echoing like thunder as both figures blurred into motion.

Ethan did not spare them another glance. He focused inward and summoned his system.

“Alicia, I want information about Onyx Orchid.”

[Searching… Search complete.]

[Onyx Orchid—one of the Old Gods. A being known as the Ghost God Onyx Orchid.]

[A being with power capable of destroying heaven and earth. He was one step away from touching the ultimate meaning of power.]

[To achieve the ultimate power, he attempted to sever all seven emotions and six desires.]

[But the sins of the six desires escaped, separating into six masks.]

[Greed (power of devouring), Cowardice (power of acting), Arrogance (power unknown), Jealousy (power unknown), Lust (power unknown), Anger (power unknown).]

[It is said that gathering all six masks will reveal the true form of the Ghost God Onyx Orchid and grant supreme power.]

Understanding dawned on Ethan.

His mask belonged to Greed.

No wonder the mask endlessly devoured power…

No wonder Onyx Orchid’s memory was fragmented.

“Collecting six masks, huh… that won’t be easy,” Ethan murmured.

Boom—!

A thunderous shockwave erupted.

Asher and Thousand Faces were blasted apart simultaneously, each retreating dozens of steps.

Thousand Faces wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

“This guy packs a punch…” Thousand Faces muttered, eyes narrowing.

“Early Upper Supreme, yet he can go toe-to-toe with me. And he hasn’t even used his full strength.”

Thousand Faces’s expression grew grim.

He raised his hand. A strange, eerie mask appeared—fading into existence like a shadow.

His mask of Cowardice.

As the mask fused into his face, a twisted aura surged out, dark and chilling.

Thousand Faces’s voice echoed with an eerie dual-tone, both mocking and merciless—

“The power of acting, Shadow Supreme.”

A/N:

Extra chapters

100 power stones – 1 Extra chapters

200 power stones – 2 Extra chapters

Massage Chair – 1 Extra chapters

Luxury Car – 2 Extra Chapters

Dragon – 5 Extra Chapters

Magic Castle – 15 Extra Chapters

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