Chapter 125: Plotting Against Wugui City? Just a Death Sentence

Supreme Mi Luo left the underground palace and, accompanied by his subordinates, entered Wugui City. He looked around the city, his eyes filled with amazement.

"In just a few years, Wugui City has transformed immensely. If those old fogeys in seclusion woke up and saw how the world has changed, they would be flabbergasted."

Honestly, the changes in Wugui City left Supreme Mi Luo deeply impressed. When he learned about them, he immediately reported to his father, Grand Supreme Mi Kong. Currently, Grand Supreme Mi Kong was actually in Great Grief City.

As Mi Luo Supreme walked through Wugui City, he frequently noticed the presence of Supremes flying in the sky, each one exuding a powerful aura. His eyes gleamed with envy, "If only these Supremes were under my command."

After wandering around the city for half a day, Supreme Mi Luo returned to his inn. As night fell, he sat in meditation, a single candle flickering in the room. Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, and a black-clad figure stealthily entered Supreme Mi Luo's room.

Supreme Mi Luo opened his eyes, his expression stern, "You're here?"

"Greetings, my lord!" The visitor was also a Supreme but behaved extremely humbly in front of the similarly ranked Mi Luo Supreme. This Supreme, originally at the peak of the Earthly Mythical level, had sworn a heart demon oath to serve Mi Luo Supreme and had secretly entered Wugui City to finally break through to become a Supreme. There were more like him.

Initially, those who came to Wugui City did so with clear intentions to break through. Later, many arrived with ulterior motives. Mi Luo Supreme and his father had planted numerous such agents in Wugui City, all sworn by heart demon oaths and deemed trustworthy.

"How's everything progressing?" Supreme Mi Luo asked in a deep voice.

"My lord, the Blood Palace isn't as formidable as it seems. Its members are loosely organized, with no true loyalty. If we take down the Blood Lord, many might not even come to his aid and might even rejoice!" The black-robed Supreme replied quietly.

He made a valid point. Gratitude could often turn into enmity, and human nature was unpredictable. The Blood Palace was too new, lacking any guiding principles or clear objectives. The Supremes fought their own battles, with no true loyalty to the Blood Lord. Some felt gratitude towards him, but others harbored fear and resentment. They didn't want the Blood Lord to continue his sermons, nor did they want more Supremes to emerge, fearing it would devalue their status.

Supreme Mi Luo nodded, "What about the Blood Lord's strength?"

He had asked several agents this question.

"The Blood Lord's strength is shrouded in mystery, but based on his performance in a demon hunt, he seems to be at the mid-Supreme level, nothing too intimidating," the black-robed Supreme answered.

Supreme Mi Luo looked worried, "Even if he's at the mid-Supreme level, I still have concerns."

Indeed, the Blood Lord's ability to give sermons that help others comprehend their origin abilities was already beyond comprehension and should not be taken lightly. However, fortune favors the bold, and with his father's life nearing its end, they had to collaborate with other Grand Supremes to plot against Wugui City. They believed the Blood Lord's sermons and assistance in reaching Supreme levels were likely due to a piece of the Destiny Stone.

"There is no other explanation," Mi Luo Supreme concluded.

"My lord, the Blood Lord may seem enigmatic, but he's actually quite erratic. His cultivation method seems to have caused him to lose his memory frequently," the black-robed man continued to persuade.

His observations were accurate. Anyone who interacted with the Blood Lord noticed his strange behavior, and it didn't seem like an act.

Supreme Mi Luo's eyes darkened, "I'm still afraid of unforeseen events. What if it's all a facade?"

The black-robed man quickly reassured, "If you don't take the Blood Lord's place today, others will do so tomorrow!"

This black-robed man was a prime example of how great kindness could turn into enmity. Serving under the Blood Lord made him uncomfortable and guilty. The only way to alleviate this guilt was for the Blood Lord to die.

Supreme Mi Luo's eyes were complex, "We'll discuss this further."

The black-robed man had no choice but to withdraw.

Alone in his inn, Supreme Mi Luo muttered, "I hope this plan succeeds in one stroke!"

"If it does, my Mi family will become the foremost power in the Flowwind Realm!"

This plan had been in the works for years, with Supreme Mi Luo and his father secretly sending loyal Earthly Myths into Wugui City. Many of the Supremes in Wugui City were loyal to them, and information flowed daily to Great Grief City from different channels.

"The next sermon for a thousand Earthly Myths must be our moment to act!" Supreme Mi Luo knew that if they didn't act soon, it would be too late. They had reached their limit in sending Earthly Myths into Wugui City. In another century, if Wugui City had tens of thousands of Supremes, any plot would be impossible.

Now was the best opportunity. The longer they waited, the slimmer the chances. This time, Supremes from both the north and south had collaborated to block information and plot against Wugui City, hoping for a significant gain.

"I hope the Blood Lord is only a mid-level Supreme."

"I hope he doesn't have his followers swear heart demon oaths before sermons because he's truly mad."

"I hope... this plan succeeds!"

With three hopes, Supreme Mi Luo remained cautious and anxious.

...

In Wugui City, people came and went, the streets bustling.

Wang Gai and Li Yunzhi sat in a restaurant, drinking.

Wang Gai sighed, "A storm is coming."

Wugui City had recently seen the arrival of over two thousand peak Earthly Myths. In a few days, these two thousand Earthly Myths would gather to listen to the Blood Lord's sermon and ascend to the Supreme level.

Li Yunzhi, looking at his close friend, whispered, "Do you feel something's off in Wugui City recently?"

Wang Gai's face changed, "Yes, there is something."

The Blood Palace now had one thousand eight hundred and ninety-five Supremes, almost surpassing the number in the south. But despite the many Supremes, none were mid-level Supremes.

"Yesterday, someone approached me," Li Yunzhi said hesitantly.

Wang Gai looked at Li Yunzhi, his expression serious, "Just say it. I won't tell anyone."

Li Yunzhi looked at his close friend, hesitated for a moment, then transmitted his thoughts to Wang Gai.

The content was that a Supreme hinted that something big was about to happen in the Blood Palace and advised against taking sides lightly.

After transmitting his message, Li Yunzhi looked nervous, "Do you think the Blood Palace will fall apart?"

"Someone's plotting against the Blood Lord?" Wang Gai's face turned cold.

Seeing how much Wang Gai trusted the Blood Lord, Li Yunzhi continued, "What should we do then? Should we repay the Blood Lord's kindness?"

He was torn. Emotionally, he wanted to repay the Blood Lord's teachings, but rationally, he knew the enemy must have prepared thoroughly. Rushing in would likely mean death, with no impact on the outcome.

"A bunch of clowns dare to plot against the Blood Lord!" Wang Gai fumed.

He vividly remembered the scene where the Blood Lord slaughtered over twenty Supremes, leaving an indelible mark on his mind.

Supremes might be strong, but in the Blood Lord's eyes, they were as fragile as ants.

Those twenty-plus Supremes, including ten mid-level Supremes, from the north, couldn't last a single round against the Blood Lord.

Wang Gai felt that if the Blood Lord had targeted them, they would have met the same fate.

Unfortunately, Li Yunzhi wasn't there that day.

If he had been, he wouldn't worry, knowing the Blood Lord's power.

No matter how many Supremes, they were like cabbage to the Blood Lord.

"Do you know something?" Li Yunzhi asked, sensing Wang Gai's confidence.

Wang Gai smiled, "Don't worry. No scheme can harm the Blood Lord."

"You're hiding something from me!" Li Yunzhi was frustrated.

"Has the Blood Lord already seen through the plot?" Li Yunzhi speculated, but still felt uneasy, "The Blood Palace is so loosely organized. No one truly loyal to the Blood Lord. How can he win?"

The enemy must have prepared well, possibly involving Grand Supremes.

"Could it be..." Li Yunzhi's eyes widened, "The Blood Lord is the White Emperor's illegitimate son?"

Wang Gai spat out his tea, "That's an insult to the Blood Lord! Stop guessing!"

To Wang Gai, the Blood Lord was more terrifying than the White Emperor.

The White Emperor was powerful, but not as frightening as the Blood Lord.

The Blood Lord was not a person but a demon god!

...

On Wugui City's walls.

This area was restricted to most, except Chen Huan, Yuan Qi, Qi Yuan, and Xiao Jia.

Qi Yuan, in his blood-red robe, held Xiao Jia, standing on the wall.

"After screwing bolts for so long, I need some fresh air."

Xiao Jia, as usual, leaned against Qi Yuan, a wooden board with a "smile" pattern slipping from her sleeve into Qi Yuan's hand.

"I wish you could take human form." Qi Yuan looked at Xiao Jia, feeling comforted by her presence in the game.

Xiao Jia stood silently by Qi Yuan's side.

"My memory is erratic lately," Qi Yuan reminisced, "When I entered the Gate of Myriad Transformations to comprehend origin abilities, I almost got lost in the 'forget' realm. Besides hearing Jin Siyue's call, I felt someone tugging at my clothes. Xiao Jia, was it you?"

Recently, Qi Yuan had been trying to advance the Great Forgetfulness Mental Method. He vaguely recalled scenes where someone held onto his clothes.

These scenes surfaced in his mind now.

Another wooden board slipped from Xiao Jia's sleeve, showing a hand holding a sleeve.

"It was you." Qi Yuan tried to touch Xiao Jia's nose but missed.

He wasn't disappointed, still holding Xiao Jia, "Did anything else happen in the Gate of Myriad Transformations that I've forgotten?"

He had a premonition that remembering everything might advance the Great Forgetfulness Mental Method to the micro level.

That would give him more confidence.

Currently, he was only invincible among peers.

He had never faced the White Emperor or the Supreme and didn't know their true power.

Were they as strong as the Yin God?

If so, the game would be tough to beat.

"Unfortunately, the demons are finite. To level up more, do I have to kill everyone here?"



Qi Yuan wasn't a killing maniac, nor utterly selfish.

"If only there were new leveling areas."

Killing demons barely helped him now.

He needed to kill Supremes.

"It's odd, what's the limit of this world? How can there be so many Supremes without depleting resources?" Qi Yuan pondered, "Or is it exploiting everything?"

Typically, a world's strong ones roughly follow a pyramid structure.

Here, there were too many Supremes but too few top-level beings like the White Emperor and the Supreme.

It didn't fit the standard structure.

Meanwhile, in the depths of the White Emperor Palace.

The White Emperor, the strongest in the south, weak as paper, opened his eyes, filled with complex emotions.

"Have the Northern Demons reached the Ends of the Earth?"

"I hope this mission won't fail."

"It's time to settle old scores."

"Master... if you were here, what would you do?"

"Last time, the world trembled as if the Jiupan Mountain sermon returned. Was it Master's blood reincarnated?"

"The comrades in the Gate of Myriad Beasts can't hold on much longer."

The White Emperor's eyes were full of desolation.

He supported the southern front, not just for the south but the entire Flowwind Realm.

The battlefield wasn't only the north-south conflict.

That was just against the demons.

The Flowwind Realm's enemies weren't only demons.

There were also beasts!

The larger battlefield was in the Gate of Myriad Beasts.

"Master suppressed the Gate of Myriad Demons alone, slaughtering all demons, nearly dying."

"Now, the Gate of Myriad Beasts... we must suppress it!"

Thousands of years ago, Master Blood Lord entered the Gate of Myriad Demons, nearly dying to clear it.

Following the Destiny Stone's guidance, the Northern Demons, the White Emperor's disciples, entered the Gate of Myriad Beasts to awaken Master.

This did wake the Blood Lord.

The Blood Lord used great power to clear the Gate of Myriad Demons.

He perished, leaving only a drop of blood that disappeared.

The Gate of Myriad Demons was neutralized.

But who knew the Gate of Myriad Beasts had endless beasts trying to escape?

The White Emperor suspected the Destiny Stone led them into the Gate of Myriad Beasts, opening it.

But it was done and couldn't be changed.

"Let's hope... for success."

If successful, the Flowwind Realm could endure another three hundred years.

If not, it would become a true demon and beast haven.

"Yanran... was it the Destiny Stone's influence on you?"

The White Emperor sighed, deeply melancholic.

His avatar should merge with his true form to enter the Gate of Myriad Beasts.

The situation there was dire.

...

In Wugui City, Supremes gathered.

For miles outside, no demons had been seen alive in years.

Now, Wugui City was very safe, not even needing Qi Yuan to guard it.

Within the city, powerful beings converged.

Two thousand peak Earthly Myths gathered, their faces showing various emotions.

Some were worried, some expectant, some anxious.

Some Supremes mingled among them, having captured many demons for another chance to hear the sermon.

Wang Gai and Li Yunzhi were among the crowd.

Wang Gai was calm, while Li Yunzhi looked nervous.

"Wang Gai, why aren't you worried?" Li Yunzhi transmitted.

"Why worry? A bunch of cabbages causing trouble, would you be nervous?" Wang Gai was calm, even looking forward to what would happen.

Since witnessing the Blood Lord's power, he had regarded him as the true god, the chosen one.

How could someone so terrifying not be the chosen one?

"You know something but won't tell me. If I knew, I wouldn't be so anxious." Li Yunzhi complained.

Clearly, Wang Gai knew more.

"Just follow Sheep Soul Supreme's example... and lick," Wang Gai glanced at Sheep Soul Supreme, who acted like a lapdog.

As Wang Gai finished, a mysterious aura filled the air.

Everyone stopped talking, looking at the blood-red robed figure on the wall with awe.

"Greetings, Blood Lord!"

"Greetings, Blood Lord!"

The voices thundered like a storm.

It was far more lively than the Jiupan Mountain sermon.

Unfortunately, these people weren't as genuine, some harboring ill intentions.

Supreme Mi Luo stood among them, his eyes filled with envy as hundreds of Supremes saluted Qi Yuan.

He wished he could be in that position.

At this moment, his heart raced with anticipation.

Suddenly, the Blood Lord's gaze fell on him, making Supreme Mi Luo's heart skip a beat. Searᴄh the NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He heard the Blood Lord's ethereal voice, "Supreme Mi Luo seems hesitant. Do you have something to say?"

Supreme Mi Luo's mind raced.

Had he been exposed?

He forced himself to stay calm, "The Blood Lord is indeed extraordinary, selflessly giving sermons to enlighten others without asking for anything in return."

He was genuinely praising, albeit a bit exaggerated.

"If it were me, I couldn't do it," he continued.

"What would you do?" Qi Yuan's smile was inscrutable.

"If it were me, I'd make them swear a heart demon oath before the sermon, pledging loyalty to me," Supreme Mi Luo revealed his true thoughts.

This was likely what most Supremes thought.

Hence, they found the Blood Lord's sermons hard to understand.

Surprisingly, Qi Yuan seemed to ponder, "You make a good point. Perhaps... everyone should swear a heart demon oath today... pledging loyalty to me?"

Qi Yuan's gaze swept over the Earthly Myths below, a smile playing on his lips.

The Earthly Myths looked at each other, some terrified.

Supreme Mi Luo's palms were sweaty.



If they swore the oath, his hidden agents would be exposed.

He was very nervous.

But then, Qi Yuan laughed, "Just kidding. What use is your loyalty to me?"

Loyalty was worth nothing compared to life.

"The sermon... begins."