I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 444 - 236: Rumors Are More Fearsome Than Tigers
"So, how did you know?" A woman showed a hint of mockery, her face full of the realization that indeed he is his son, truly disobedient.
Firewood Flower fell silent again, offering no reply.
Their figures twisted and transformed continuously, the tunnel distorting space.
Taking even a slightly wrong step would cause it to collapse and disintegrate.
They walked for an unknown length, successfully passing through the passageway, reaching a massive bronze square cauldron exuding an ancient aura, engraved with various painted walls.
"What’s that!?"
"What’s that!?"
Everyone’s gaze burst with light, the core of the Chronicles of Time, the Taisui Cauldron.
"Don’t rush." Firewood Flower said, "In the Capital City, you cannot defeat him with brute force; you must outsmart him."
"So, what is the flaw that drives him insane?"
"Is it children?"
"He desires the Crown Prince, targeting this aspect?"
Everyone awaited the answer.
Each Ghost would lose their sanity and become crazed due to some extreme anger-inducing event.
This is the rule to follow.
Yet before them, they must deliberately break the rules, driving this Saint mad.
Once he goes mad, then opportunities arise.
"Hehe, do you think I would tell you?" Firewood Flower laughed softly, "Once you find that button that drives him insane, he will never be your opponent; how could we possibly tell you?"
This is a fatal flaw of a Ghost. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"But rest assured, I’m already prepared." Firewood Flower smiled, and we quietly wait for things to unfold.
They waited in the passageway, time passing by the minute, and suddenly a scream erupted from the Imperial Palace.
With the first scream, a second scream quickly followed.
Dong dong dong!
The bell of combat status suddenly resounded throughout the entire Imperial Palace, causing the entire Royal Capital to tighten in tension.
"Oh no, the Emperor has become possessed!" "How is this possible!" "What happened?" Astonishing cries suddenly came forth.
Boom boom boom!
Powerful generals within the Imperial Palace exploded one after another, transforming into blood mist.
Massive Ghost Bodies mixed with blood turned into blood rain in the sky, crashing down upon everyone.
"You’ve succeeded?"
"So simple?"
The tomb owners looked at Firewood Flower, eyes filled with disbelief.
Indeed, Firewood Flower is his son, perhaps the condition truly driving Xin Xichen insane.
Thus, upon seeing Firewood Flower, he goes insane.
....
"What happened?" Li Youzhu, Jiao Wuyu, Xu Huan, these individuals, hidden in the shadows of the Imperial Palace, stared wide-eyed at a massive black vortex in the sky over the Capital City.
Li Youzhu’s expression drastically changed, and he immediately said:
"Surely those beings have come to attack the Saint. With our Two-Phase Realm standard, we can’t engage in such a battle. Perhaps we can take advantage amidst the chaos."
Xu Huan and Jiao Wuyu are both Ghost Kings.
All the ferocious Ghosts around are treasures for these two gluttons!
Thanks to the Saint of the Xin Dynasty for this gift.
...
On the other side.
"The Saint is mad!" a raspy voice said.
The Jiushui Crown Prince had already snuck into the Imperial Palace of the Xin Dynasty along with each state’s genius, showing a heavy expression, "How could such a variable occur..."
Only he truly knew his father’s overall plan.
His father had deceived the geniuses of Nine-State to enter the tomb, causing their Dharma Aspect to die once, sending them as a gift to the Saint of the Xin Dynasty!
The Saint of the Xin Dynasty! The pinnacle existence of the Innate Spirit Root mythic era, the quintessential representative of human history’s Innate Era!
He possessed the true combat power to effortlessly crush an ordinary Saint!
It was due to his overwhelming power back then that he incited internal conflict to eliminate other Royal Family Saints, and he succeeded!
And now, he returns the dynasty to the other side, gifting them this grand gesture!
How could anyone allow Jiushui’s Saint to consume the disciples of Nine-State’s Holy Lands?
Thus, Jiushui’s Saint sent them ahead into the tomb as little morsels, so once he gradually consumed disciples from all the Holy Lands of Nine-State, he could acquire all the cultivation techniques and essence of Nine-State!
The Saint of the Xin Dynasty would extend the Sheng Shi he initiated, embarking on a peaceful era lasting at least tens of thousands of years!
Then, the Xinyi lineage would slowly reach the peak.
Led by Xinyi Yun, they would become new Saints, completing the most harmonious transfer of royal power.
This is Jiushui Saint’s ideal, the most perfect peace transition period.
This was the predestined path shaped long ago by that existence!
The only drawback was: the Saint of the Xin Dynasty was a dead man.
But by common reasoning, the Saint of the Xin Dynasty shouldn’t have gone mad, his identity, origins, no one knew.
Just like Jiushui Saint, no one knew his name, identity, past... every Saint’s background was a top secret, precisely to prevent becoming a Ghost posthumously, being manipulated, having their flaws, obsessions, weaknesses exposed.
The origins of the Saint of the Xin Dynasty were absolutely concealed; no one could easily uncover his weaknesses. He should have been able to suppress the entire era with absolute might...
"Who exactly knows Xin Xichen’s secret?"
This Jiushui Crown Prince had a heavy face.
"This world is about to witness an unprecedented variable."
...
Boom boom boom!
The guardians of the Capital City exploded suddenly.
They were the foundation of the Imperial Palace, the Saint of the Xin Dynasty’s entourage, now torn apart alive by the crazed Saint.
Countless people in the Capital City were screaming, shops, alleys, graves, neighborhoods, all in chaos.
Even the active Dharma Aspects infiltrating various regions of the Capital City quietly looked up.
"What happened?"
"That one has gone mad?"
"Quick, to the Imperial Palace, perhaps we also have a chance!"
Silhouettes darted toward the Imperial Palace, facing no guards or any obstruction, they smoothly sneaked inside.
...
...
In the secret tunnel.
All the ancient forbidden existences from the tomb didn’t care that the Saint of the Xin Dynasty outside had gone mad.
Because time was brief, they had to steal things before that guy regained his senses.
Rumble!
Almost in an instant.
A bolt of lightning flashed, everyone simultaneously acted, rushing toward the Bronze Square Cauldron.
It was their first time seeing this treasure only visible to generations of Saints, suppressing generations of Imperial Mausoleums, covered with cracks, seemingly bearing a myriad of weight.
Ka-cha!
Almost instantly, the treasure, having endured countless years, finally couldn’t bear anymore and exploded completely, fragments flying everywhere.
"What is this?"
"How?"
Everyone showed faces full of disbelief.
No one expected the core to already be so fragile.
"Firewood Flower, it’s you!!?"
An enraged voice shouted suddenly.
"You didn’t warn us, did you do it on purpose?"
"How could it be so fragile!"
"Not good!"
The shattered Square Cauldron turned into fragments, scattered on the ground, the crowd swiftly grabbed some and retreated quickly.
Gui Pu’s Divine Summoning Plaque transmitted Firewood Flower’s voice, and he smiled slightly, "Gui Pu, let’s go as well, you’ve obtained the essentials to complete your foundation."
Gui Pu stood dazed.
Using history’s first Divine Artifact to supplement his minor Two-Phase Realm foundation, what merit did he possess for such an honor?
"Come, let’s all return." Firewood Flower revealed a sinister smile, gazing at the painted walls behind him.
He showed excitement and gratitude: "This is destined to be a great era, a time to confront ancient era’s strongest in direct competition."
From the wall paintings, wisps of indescribably eerie aura seeped out.
The figures on the painted walls bore an unspeakable prehistoric majesty, gradually appearing vivid and lively, while the painted scenery warped instantly, violently as a storm, and then returned to somber and oppressive calm.
Upon the painted walls was a standing human ape trampling on a Divine Dragon, howling at the sky, slowly gazing levelly, its eyes sinisterly looking at the wall ahead, fierce as Lei Gong unleashing wrath, staring angrily, instilling fear in the beholder.
The painted wall held a primordial rugged black-haired Sub-human, brilliantly literate, reading in the courtyard, slowly lifting its gaze to the outside, eyes full of the wisdom and age, seemingly circulating a billion stars.
The battle of human history had erupted.
