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Chapter 235 Gu Yue: We Have a Plan
Chapter 235 Gu Yue: We Have a Plan
After a brief moment of reverie, Xu Xiaoyan composed herself, as if she had thought of something else, and her mood plummeted again. She couldn't help but sigh softly, poking at the bottom of her cup with the straw.
"Unfortunately, since Sister Gu Yue joined the Spirit Pagoda, her relationship with us has become much more distant."
As she spoke, she shook the empty milk tea cup in her hand with some frustration, complaining:
Even during this rare weekly break, she left in a hurry as soon as her assessment ended this afternoon.
"Is the Spirit Pagoda so busy that it has to squeeze out teenagers' rest time? That's going too far."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jinxi sighed softly, his voice slightly low.
"Gu Yue has lofty ambitions and strives to become a core member of the Spirit Pagoda. Once she becomes a core member, she can also participate in the Divine Trial at the 'Qiankun Wenqing Valley' controlled by the Spirit Pagoda."
That place is far more famous than the hidden location of Shrek Academy's Divine Examination Grounds.
"well……"
Sighs rose and fell from the mouths of the group of young men and women, and even Zhang Yangzi, whose personality was relatively mature and steady, twitched his lips slightly.
This is probably what they mean by "afraid that your brother will suffer the hardships of life, yet also afraid that your brother will pilot the latest mech."
Meanwhile, in an unusually dimly lit room.
The entire space was filled with a viscous, dark aura that seemed almost tangible, completely blocking out all external perception.
Wearing an ancient black robe, with a striking strand of golden hair mixed in with a head of thick black hair, Di Tian, who was exceptionally tall and robust, was kneeling on one knee with his head slightly bowed, speaking in a deep voice filled with utmost respect.
"My lord, what is the purpose of your sudden summons?"
"Di Tian, I can sense His presence again."
In the deepest darkness of the room, a petite figure sat gracefully on a soft sofa.
She wore a simple white dress. Her features weren't exactly stunning, but together they created a unique charm.
Especially those deep black eyes, calm and still, yet seemingly able to see right through to the heart.
A clear, melodious girl's voice rang out in the quiet room, trembling uncontrollably.
"Since those gods descended to earth more than two thousand years ago, the divine realm has disappeared without a trace. I originally thought that the Golden Dragon King had died completely in that great upheaval in the divine realm."
To my surprise, I sensed His presence again today!
At this point, Gu Yue's tone carried a hint of relief.
"Fortunately, I did not choose to completely seal my memories and all my strength before entering the human world."
Even now, I am still rejected and suppressed by the consciousness of this plane, but it's still better than the humiliation I felt facing the Golden Dragon King after sealing away all my power.
Upon hearing this, Di Tian suddenly raised his head, his golden eyes revealing uncontrollable joy and shock, causing the surrounding dark aura to ripple violently.
"My lord!"
Di Tian urgently inquired, "Should I immediately mobilize all forces, sparing no expense, to search for the Golden Dragon King's whereabouts?"
Gu Yue shook her head slightly, raised her delicate hand and gently pressed down, instantly calming the restless dark elements around her.
She also forcibly suppressed the surging excitement in her heart, making her tone calmer.
"No rush, fate has its own trajectory, it will guide us to meet again, we just need to wait patiently."
Even if using my full power would result in a powerful rejection from the plane, I will spare no effort to devour it and replenish myself.
"Yes, my lord!"
Di Tian lowered his head again, but his tall body still trembled slightly with excitement.
If the Lord can devour the Golden Dragon King, then the Dragon God can be reborn.
Their soul beast race can truly take revenge on the humans who wiped out the vast majority of soul beasts, and even regain hope of becoming gods.
This was incredibly exciting for Di Tian, who had once been the Beast God.
Seeing that Di Tian had gradually calmed down, Gu Yue finally spoke.
"The main reason I summoned you this time is about the Sea Soul Beast. Since the fall of that Sea God, half of the authority over the sea in the Douluo plane has been liberated."
Reunifying all the Sea Spirit Beasts and seizing their immense power is also an urgent matter for our future plans. How's the matter I asked you to handle going?
Di Tian immediately responded in a low voice: "My lord, I have explored the deep sea many times and personally met with many leaders of the ocean soul beast clans."
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As he spoke, Di Tian took out a book made of special material, which was not too thick, from a spatial rift that opened silently beside him, and respectfully handed it to Gu Yue with both hands.
Gu Yue took the book and casually flipped through it a few times, a satisfied smile curving his lips.
"Very good, you did a good job. Once the agent sea spirit beasts we've supported have officially unified the ocean."
At that time, we can use the fragments of the divine realm remaining within the Spirit Pagoda, and utilize the immortal energy contained within them, to perhaps recreate a 'Sea God' uniquely our own for our soul beast race.
"Our lord is wise!"
Tian Dou City, Tang Clan Headquarters.
Beneath this group of antique courtyards, at least 500 meters deep, lies a vast underground world beyond imagination.
Countless mecha manufacturing production lines operate day and night under dazzling lights, emitting a regular and muffled roar.
In the most secluded depths of this high-tech metal space, there is a heavy wooden door that stands out from its surroundings, exuding an unusually ancient charm.
A young man with an almost otherworldly handsome appearance pushed open the ancient wooden door and stepped inside.
His exposed skin was so white it was devoid of any color, while a faint gray light flickered and flowed within his deep black eyes.
Harosa gazed at the man who was already seated in the main seat of the room, his entire body shrouded in a wide black robe, obscuring his features and age. He bowed slightly before speaking in an extremely respectful tone:
"Holy Emperor".
Upon hearing the call, the man seemed to snap out of his reverie, and an unusually hoarse voice echoed in the room.
"Harosa, it must have been almost 140 years since you became the current leader of the Tang Sect. Hehe, time really flies."
Harosa lowered his head even further, his tone utterly devout.
"It is all thanks to the Holy Emperor who saved me from the brink of death when I was only six years old, and granted me a new life, allowing me to live openly and honestly in this world. Without the Holy Emperor, there would be no Harosa today."
The man in black robes seemed quite satisfied with Harosar's response. He nodded slightly under his cloak, as if remembering something, and spoke again:
"Tell me, have there been any noteworthy major changes on the Douluo Continent recently?"
"This is precisely why I have come here today to ask Your Majesty for instructions."
Harosa quickly organized his thoughts before responding clearly and logically:
"Not long ago, the Dark Phoenix Douluo of the Tianfeng family successfully passed the test of Qiankun Wenqing Valley and became the new Holy Maiden, who is also the agent of the God of Love."
Meanwhile, the Tianfeng family was secretly colluding with the Angel family, making frequent moves that aroused increasing suspicion and unease in Qian Gu Dongfeng of the Qian Gu family.
Not long ago, Qian Gu Dong Feng even secretly found the Ghost Emperor, hoping to use the power of the Holy Spirit Cult to secretly eliminate the Tian Feng family.
If that were all, it wouldn't be enough to warrant my subordinates coming to disturb the Holy Emperor. It's just that Qian Gu Dong Feng has a huge appetite and hopes we can wipe out Shrek Academy as well.
This is precisely why the Ghost Emperor has been hesitant and unable to give him a clear answer.
Since the upheaval more than two thousand years ago, the already fragile bond between the three forces—Shrek Academy, Tang Sect, and Spirit Pagoda—has been completely severed.
However, based on Harosa's own speculation about the true identity of this "Holy Emperor," he still dared not make a direct decision on this matter.
"Ancient families, the Valley of Love and Destiny, and Shrek Academy..."
The man in the black robe tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the chair. After a brief moment of thought, his hoarse voice rang out again.
"Have the Ghost Emperor tell Qian Gu Dongfeng that if he can get the God-Slaying Fixed-Type Soul-Guided Cannon for the Holy Spirit Cult, then the Holy Spirit Cult will agree to his request."
"A god-slaying fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell?!"
Harosa gasped involuntarily, her head snapping up abruptly, her pale face contorted with shock.
"Holy Emperor! Putting aside the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, if a god-killing fixed-position soul-guided missile were to detonate within Shrek City, not only would Shrek Academy be razed to the ground, but it would likely cause the deaths and injuries of tens of millions of ordinary people! This…"
The man in the black robe slightly raised his head, and under the shadow of his hood, a pair of deep eyes looked at Harosa again, as if he were seeing him for the first time.
But his hoarse voice remained flat, revealing little emotional change.
"Harosa, what is your current affinity with the divine position?"
This seemingly unrelated question startled Harosa, who couldn't understand why the Holy Emperor would suddenly bring up such a completely irrelevant issue.
But he suppressed his doubts and honestly replied, "Your Majesty, seventy-five percent."
"How many years has it been stuck at 75%?" the man in black robes pressed again.
Harosa's voice lowered: "...About a hundred years."
"Then do you know why you haven't made any progress in almost a hundred years?"
The man in black robes spoke calmly, "Because you've become weak. You've forgotten your true origins, indulged in this childish game for too long, and forgotten your mission."
To reach our current position, whose path hasn't been paved with corpses? And whose path to death hasn't been paved with their own?
As if recalling something, the man in the black robe spoke with a hint of distant reminiscence, and his voice became much lower.
"I used to teach my children the same thing: in order to protect the people they love, they must become stronger by any means necessary."
Any mercy shown to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to oneself. Tell me, how long has it been since your realm of the dead has consumed a sufficiently large sacrifice?
Upon hearing this, Harosa lowered his head even further, his lips moved, but he did not answer the question.
The man in the black robe sighed softly, his voice seemingly tinged with disappointment.
"Go back and think about these things carefully. The path to godhood is right before you. Are you really going to hesitate because of such a trivial matter?"
After saying this, the man in black robes disappeared from the room without warning in the blink of an eye.
Harosa's breath hitched slightly, and a hint of longing appeared in her eyes.
Even as someone standing at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent, possessing the strength of a quasi-god, he still couldn't perceive how the other party disappeared.
God, become a god!
Yes, isn't the whole journey I've come this far for the ultimate goal of becoming a god?
When did I become so indecisive, even so full of humanity?
The gray light that had been faintly visible in Harosa's unfathomable black eyes had grown increasingly intense, almost completely engulfing the black pupils.
Meanwhile, in a strange space radiating seven-colored light.
At the very core of the space, a crimson light pulsed slowly like a heart, radiating an intense aura of slaughter and judgment that distorted the surrounding void.
The black-robed man, who appeared out of nowhere, raised his hand and took off his hood.
What was revealed was the face of a man with a resolute expression, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, but that face was etched with indescribable vicissitudes.
He took a few steps forward, gazing at the Asura Godhead that seemed to be breathing, and the extremely faint soul fluctuations within its core. Finally, tears welled up in his tiger-like eyes.
"Don't worry, Xiao San. Your mother and I will do everything in our power to bring you back to life. According to our plan, that day is not far off."
On the Star Luo Continent, the sun sets in the west.
The afterglow painted the horizon a beautiful orange-red, casting a gentle twilight over the majestic Xingluo City.
Deep within the imperial palace, in an extremely exquisite and luxurious palace.
A young girl was humming an unknown tune as she stuffed the last item into her bag.
She looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with long, smooth hair cascading over her shoulders. She was petite and delicate, and her pale yellow casual clothes made her already fair skin appear even more exquisite.
Especially her bright, expressive eyes; they seem to speak volumes as they move.
"Heave-ho, finally finished packing!"
After struggling to put the bulging package into her storage soul tool, the girl clapped her hands and began to narrate in a serious manner.
"The Star Coins I brought are enough for me to live a carefree life for months. A change of clothes? Hmm, no problem. Excellent, 'Princess Dai Yun'er's Ninth Escape from the Palace Plan' is ready!"
(End of this chapter)