Volume 1, Chapter 40: The Mandate of Heaven

Everyone was waiting for Lu Tianyu's next move, but he was slowly puffing away on his cigarette, acting as if he were suffering from senile dementia, which caused everyone watching to fall into his sluggish rhythm.

The journey home was a blur; Zhao Oupu did not even know how he had arrived. Over the phone, Han Fei said he had already had the body sent back. Now, he intended to go see his mother—and the enemies who had participated in the "assassination" plot.

Seeing that the other side refused to let them approach, the brothers in white robes turned back. They removed their masks and pulled out several pitch-black cards. The cards were entirely black, with a blood-red character for "Kill" on the front.

And so, when I said my goodbyes, I made up my mind: I would come back tomorrow. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, I absolutely could not give up.

Silina was silent for a moment. "Please, follow me!" She led us out of the hall and into a private office, which was clearly where she worked daily.

Who hasn't been rebellious in their youth? Could someone become a demon just because of poor grades and a few fights? Obviously not. Even in the eyes of his teachers, Lu Tianyu was merely a poor student with bad grades, miles away from being a demon.

"Smash it, repair it, revive it, then smash it again. Repeat this for seven days and seven nights," Gu Tie said.

The two of them stirred up a continuous storm. At first, Wang Li took the initiative, but later, Li Mochou, in her ignorance of the heights of heaven and the depths of the earth, challenged Wang Li, only to be ruthlessly suppressed by him.

PS: Sorry, it's the weekend, and I couldn't help but slack off. I didn't have time to write; I will try to update as much as possible tomorrow. My deepest apologies.

"I wonder if it would be convenient for the Leader and the President to tag along and secure the first blood," Gu Tie said.

Shangguan Jin's expression shifted slightly. Feeling a wave of dizziness and heart palpitations, he drew his black-and-white holy sword and soared into the sky.

The divine sword tore through the void, connecting to that mysterious, blood-colored river, carving out thousands of trajectories.

The scarred man looked at the long-haired man in white before him, unable to muster any desire to resist, and muttered in terror.

***

He didn't even pay attention to Yao Ningjing sitting beside him. Just because she had a bit of beauty, she dared to be so presumptuous? Who did she think she was?

The pitch-black disc spun rapidly in the air, but its oppressive aura sent a chill through the hearts of the three Mingwu Gate disciples at the King stage who were fighting him, causing them to recoil in fear.

Everything within a radius of hundreds of miles began to move uncontrollably toward the sky the moment the destructive energy exploded.

In the sky, Ancestor Fentian saw this and his expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to intervene to save them, his path was blocked by a Diamond Puppet that suddenly flashed into view.

"If you beat me in a one-on-one, your place isn't big either," Big Bucktooth said. His mouth was too foul; he really had a punchable face.

There were fifteen ninth-grade students participating in the Doomsday Canyon pact. These were the top students from the four major academies, most of them in their third year, with a few geniuses from the second year.

Guangzi wore exquisite flower ornaments in her hair. Her crystal earrings perfectly complemented the patterns on her fairy dress. She appeared noble and inviolable, yet neither ostentatious nor high-profile. A peach-heart divine mark adorned the center of her forehead, signifying her extraordinary status as a fairy from the Divine Realm.

"Greetings, Senior Sister." The two servant disciples, who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage and entered the inner sect from the outer sect, recognized the inner sect disciple robes of Lingyao Peak and bowed respectfully to An Qingli.

Jiang Mu rushed to the scene early in the morning to discuss the various divisions of the theater with Lin Hongyi, ensuring that everyone who arrived would feel sufficiently welcomed.

Although Wang Heng's investment department traders were out of capital, no one relaxed; everyone, including Wang Heng, kept their eyes on the stocks.

Under normal circumstances, someone like Qin Wuyue, with poor spiritual roots and no backing, would be destined for a life of servitude and low status if she insisted on staying in the spirit-rich Qin City.

"Tell them to wait for now. If nothing happens in a while, they can use the medicine," Zhao Xin said to Lu Shoushan.

If nothing else, just getting his hands on that eighth-grade defensive array disc would make this risk worth taking.

***

Red Bean Paste first collected all the miasma, merging it into the Five-Cloud Peach Blossom Miasma, then burned the remaining slag with fire. After the burning, He Luxue brought in river water to rinse the entire mountain clean.

For the old Laurent, I suppose Lin Yu and I had also violated professional ethics. Ji Jiu thought to herself, and a sense of guilt toward Qiao Ming surged up once again.

Before they arrived, the Clan Leader had lectured them repeatedly: they were participating in this on behalf of a major figure, and they were permitted only to succeed, never to fail.

As a family that conquered the world on horseback, the Xiao family also hailed from the north and felt a natural resistance toward the southern noble clans. Furthermore, as the Emperor, he had already been quite tolerant.

If the people were displaced, they would need food and clothing. If they were to encounter a disaster then, they wouldn't even be able to solve their own basic survival needs, and it would likely lead to great chaos.

I felt quite awkward; after all, there had been three grown men on that 'bed' just a moment ago. It was one thing not to know, but having seen it with my own eyes, it left a knot in my stomach.

"It's very strange. Even ordinary main gods don't have the qualifications to enter or exit those passages, but I saw a purple-robed main god leave the Northern Continent just now!" Li Han said after observing for a while.

Although Shen Feng had long known that the "Spear of Ghost Fate" had suffered an accident, he hadn't anticipated that it would be on the verge of exploding due to the fierce battle just now.

"Ten gold coins, I'll take it. Heh, I wouldn't turn away money, would I?" Xiong Batian said with a smug smile.

His eyes were filled with fanaticism and wonder. He probably hadn't expected that he was about to possess a proud dancer, and from now on, he would be able to watch this passionate, soul-stirring dance anytime, anywhere.

Chen Hao wiped sweat from his brow while on the wall. Everything was going as he had estimated, but the one thing he couldn't be sure about was the "Past Sentiments" guild. He knew the indecisiveness of "Rouge Fragrance" very well. If it hadn't been for "Past Sentiments" joining the battle in time, the Red Flag Army would never have reached their current situation.