"You want me to go surrender to the Cleaning Bureau? Damn it! Do you know what you're saying?"

Enraged by the attitude of the newly appointed Vice President of the Slaughter King Association, the Corporeal Doe suddenly shook off his arm and angrily questioned:

"So what do you mean? Are you planning to abandon the plan completely and not deal with it at all?"

"It's not about not dealing with it, it's about being unable to handle it..."

Having narrowly escaped death several times, Thrush's "temperance" ability had improved significantly. Even after being shaken off, he wasn't angry, but pointed to the empty seats at the long table calmly, explaining:

"Look at how many seats are empty. And even among those who came, how many have lost their bodies and only have their souls remaining? With the state of the council now, how can we fight the Realm of the Dead and the Cleaning Bureau?

And then there's the Food God… Including myself and the White Snake, a total of three Pillar God-level members and thirty-nine True God-level members were dispatched to deal with the Food God. How many of those who went are left now?"

"That was because of an ambush!"

The Corporeal Doe couldn't help but angrily reply:

"The Food God hasn't even reached the True God level. He's not as strong as you say! If it weren't for the double suppression of the Watcher's Palace and the 'Bedtime Story,' forty True Gods alone would have been enough to bury him!"

"Haha, that's what the Snow Wolf and Scions of the Earth thought when dealing with him in the Northern Kingdom."

Watching the stubborn Corporeal Doe, Thrush couldn't help but sneer, curling his lips with disdain:

"The Scions of the Earth, though limited in ability, included both True God and even Pillar God-level beings. What happened afterward? The Snow Wolf was devoured alive in front of me, and the Scions of the Earth were crushed lifeless, only surviving by surrendering their entire tribe to the Cleaning Bureau!

So, although it seems that the Witch Kingdom lost this time due to the 'Bedtime Story,' if it hadn't been suppressing the Food God, allowing him to unleash his full power, don't you think we might have died even faster?"

"..."

"Alright, we'll end here for today!"

A well-reasoned analysis extinguished the Corporeal Doe's anger. Feeling the intense "steely" aura coming from it, Thrush leaned uncomfortably back and then frowned, saying:

"If there's nothing else to say, the meeting is adjourned! Also, keep a little distance from me; I don't want that stench sticking to me."

"What stench?"

"The stench of impending doom."

"..."

Useless! Coward! Weakling! Coward!

Seeing the members of the Slaughter King Association around the long table, their eyes filled with dread and fear, the Corporeal Doe erupted in a moment of fury... and then stormed out.

With that fool Thrush as vice president, unless a Pillar God returns immediately, there's no hope for the Slaughter King Association...

Looking at the group of cowards clearly terrified of the Food God, lacking even the courage to face him, the speechless Corporeal Doe turned away with a grim face and left, returning to its main body, before departing the Baigu Palace heading deeper into the Realm of the Dead.

If the Slaughter King Association doesn't intervene, relying solely on itself and a few others like the Mountain Sentinel and the Digger Earthworm to not even mention planning to deal with the Food God, they can't even withstand the pressure from the Cleaning Bureau! So now they must recruit at any cost, find a way to drag the other Overlords of the Dead Realm into it!

...

"I saw death… a massive amount of death, unprecedented levels of death!"

After her hands recoiled from the Crystal Ball as if electrocuted, the Cat Princess explained, her heart pounding violently, still in shock, under Leon's somewhat puzzled gaze:

"Leon, I can't say much more about the future, but if you go to the Realm of the Dead, you will definitely bring disaster! A very terrifying disaster!"

Disaster?

Leon raised his eyebrows at the words, after pondering for a moment, he asked:

"Can you tell me who this disaster is specifically for? For me? For the mortal world? Or for the Realm of the Dead?"

"This…"

A bit dumbfounded by Leon's question, the Cat Princess hesitated before subconsciously reaching again for the Crystal Ball, but before she could touch it, the head-sized Crystal Ball made a cracking sound, splitting directly in two.

"..."

Glancing at the stunned Cat Princess staring at the cracked Crystal Ball, Leon, sitting cross-legged across the small table, sighed softly, and got up from the couch to say:

"I'll get another one."

"No, don't!"

Pulling Leon's sleeve to stop him, the Cat Princess shook her head, a complicated expression on her face:

"This was the last True God level Crystal Ball in the treasury. The remaining crystal balls are substandard, unable to bear that level of future, there's no point in bringing them over."

I see...

Hearing this, Leon resumed his seat, slightly dissatisfied, asking:

"So you've looked into my future over a hundred times these past few days, and aside from knowing that I'll bring disaster, you haven't gleaned a single piece of useful information?"

"Besides the disaster, if you go to the Realm of the Dead, you will also cheat."

"…"

Could we not talk about cheating?

After a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, looking at the determined Cat Princess in front of him, Leon couldn't help but roll his eyes and complain:

"Can you look at something serious? Also, your prophecy skills leave much to be desired! Former High Witch King never even saw me face-to-face but could predict many aspects of my future, even putting them into a Crystal Ball for others to see, how come you haven't a single useful statement?"

"It's not the same!"

Feeling her witch skills being questioned, the Cat Princess couldn't help but exclaim:

"The predictions mother put into the Crystal Ball were 'possible' events, not 'ought' to happen events, and by the time you saw them they were already 'past' events, handling them was easier! I could do that too!

Besides, when she was making those predictions, you were just an ordinary person barely stronger than a Class Three Cleaner, now you're almost a True God, and even the Aquarius Director of the Cleaning Bureau, moving a thought might change the entire world's future, the difficulty is not the same!"

"Alright then…"

Reluctantly accepting the Cat Princess's explanation, Leon picked up a fist-sized small crystal ball from beside his feet, placing it on the table, and urged:

"If you can't understand the future, don't bother, let's continue with the Witch Secret Technique lessons. I need to head back to the Virgo Branch, the sooner I finish learning this, the sooner I can go back!"

"..."

I don't not understand it; it's just that the implications surrounding you are too immense, so I can see but cannot articulate, alright? If any ordinary person were in your place, I could predict all the way down to what socks they'll wear ten years from now!

Rolling her eyes at Leon helplessly, the Cat Princess placed her hand over Leon's, listlessly sighing and saying:

"Focus your attention, follow my lead, channel your will into the Crystal Ball before you, and imagine it as your third eye... no, not that eye!"