My Core is the Boss-Chapter 134.1: Im a Player. I Dont Play Fair. I Roll Over Everything!
In the Boundless Plain.
Shang Yanran stood wrapped in a white cloak, her gaze deep and unreadable, her thoughts seemingly indiscernible to anyone.
The White Supreme Palace's final outpost had been compressed into a tight knot. Nearly ten thousand Supremes, along with more than a hundred Great Supremes, had encircled it completely.
Now that the entrance to the Myriad Demon Gate had opened, her plans were already more than halfway complete. She stared at the Great Sun Golden Lotus floating above the outpost, its blazing radiance burning white-hot.
A greedy glint flashed across her eyes. "It will be mine. No one can stop me."
After plotting for so many years, this was the first time she had been so close to it. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
The Great Sun Golden Lotus was a priceless relic left behind after the Great Sun Bright Buddha's nirvana. And yet, it had been left to collect dust, mistaken as a dead lotus. Only in her hands could this supreme treasure display its true value.
The Flowing Wind World and the Myriad Demon World, which she had polluted, would become her paradise. Then finally, she would ascend.
"Supreme One, when shall we launch the final attack?" a Great Supreme beside her asked with confusion.
They had laid in wait for twenty years. He could not understand why the Supreme One held back. Now that the gate had opened, the priority should be to eradicate the remnants of the White Supreme Palace, and fully seize control of the Flowing Wind World.
"We attack once the Blood Master is brought back," Shang Yanran said calmly. She had her own plans.
Even though Bai Ze used to be the Buddha, he had long fallen into endless reincarnation. His divine powers were no longer what they once were. Regardless, even in his weakened state, he wasn't an easy prey.
As for Shang Yanran, her strongest trait had never been cultivation or divine techniques, but manipulating the human heart. Even when Bai Ze was far stronger than her, he couldn't resist her wiles. She toyed with him until he became the Great Demon, birthing the demon spawns.
The human Great Supreme beside her could hardly contain his giddiness. "The Cat Demon should be returning soon.”
After all, he was about to witness a momentous event. But then he hesitated. "What if the Blood Master is too strong? Did we consider the possibility of reinforcement? If the Cat Demon fails to capture him, what then?"
"No matter how strong he is, he's still just a Great Supreme. What would reinforcement even do? Even if he managed to escape, he'll still come here for Canary."
Shang Yanran held a certain degree of interest in the Blood Master, but nothing comparable to Bai Ze. To her, Blood Master wasn't worth worrying about, as she'd never sensed any divinity from him. Hence, no matter how talented or dazzling he was, he was just a toy.
The Buddha couldn't even resist her, let alone the Blood Master. The latter was just an unexpected pawn.
Shang Yanran's eyes curved with a faint, lonely smile. Her voice drifted into the outpost. "Bai Ze, do you still refuse to see me?”
Her performance had begun.
Bai Ze appeared. He gazed at her with compassionate sorrow. "Yanran, the sea of suffering has no end. Turn back. Don't go any further."
"What mistake have I committed?" Shang Yanran's expression was pitiful. "Everything I do is for the sake of the entire Flowing Wind World. Would you really watch this world fall to the demon corruption and collapse entirely?"
Bai Ze sighed. "That is why the Southern Lands were the best solution."
Preventing cultivators from dying naturally ensured the demons could be purged. It was cruel, but there had been no better way.
"But now, isn't there a better way?" Shang Yanran’s eyes sharpened. "The reincarnations of the Great Demon and the Demoness have already been found. As long as—"
"Hmph! Shang Yanran, enough with your lies!" One of the Thirteen Northern Demons roared, eyes full of rage. How had his former senior sister fallen so far?
"Blood Master may be kind and magnanimous, but he is tied to the survival of this world! We must prioritize the living beings! If Master dies, I shall build a temple for him, and every night, I shall—"
Before Shang Yanran could finish, a terrified cry suddenly echoed. A Great Supreme ran toward Shang Yanran, face twisted with horror. "Not good! Not good, they're forcing their way here!"
Shang Yanran blinked in surprise. Giving Bai Ze a soft look, she murmured, "Husband, you must prioritize the lives of all beings."
Back then, Buddha had slain the Demoness for the sake of the world. Hence, she was fully confident that Bai Ze would slay the Blood Master for the same reason. In Buddha's eyes, there had only ever been the world's living beings. There had never been room for a demoness like her—much less for the Blood Master, the so-called Great Demon.
Then, Shang Yanran faded into nothingness.
***
Inside the outpost, Bai Ze's expression darkened, deep and unreadable.
The Northern Demon Supreme who had cursed Shang Yanran earlier also frowned. "They've broken in? Could it be Master has arrived?"
The thought made her tremble with excitement. A reunion with her Master, what could be more joyous?
Ning Tao held a long blood-red sword. Her black dress outlined her graceful figure, and a faint touch of makeup softened her features. Even the half of her face exposed was breathtaking. Greed, arrogance, and lust swirled faintly along the blade.
Her cold gaze betrayed a thread of fear. "I want to go out and meet him."
She feared meeting him while tainted like this.
"No. If you go out, the Supreme One will never let you go! Besides, if Master is truly coming and you're captured..." Bai Ze trailed off.
Ning Tao clutched her sword tightly. "I'm just taking a look."
She wasn't being reckless. She simply wanted to see him—just one glance.
***
Seated on his throne, Qi Yuan let out a relaxed breath. "Rolling through with an army really is better. Grinding mobs alone is way too slow."
How long would it take for him to solo everything inside the Myriad Demon Gate?
The Supremes of the Myriad Demon World were nothing like the frail elders of Earth’s End, nor the weaklings of the Flowing Wind World who perished the instant he unleashed his Origin Divine Technique. Ten thousand demon Supremes could bury him with sheer numbers alone.
"Blood Master, report! The Song Battalion has cleared the forward outpost! Thirty-seven kills are confirmed!" Liu Gaoda, commander of the Song Battalion, bowed helplessly.
The outpost assigned to Liu Gaoda had too few Supremes. One round and they were all dead.
"Not bad," Qi Yuan said casually.
Liu Gaoda was a Supreme willing to lower his pride thanks to his friendship with Yuan Qi. The battalion was even named after Yuan Qi's older brother.
Qi Yuan paused, then asked, "How long until we reach Boundless Plain?"
The army had been steadily advancing, slaughtering all enemies along the way.
"About half an hour," Chen Huan answered solemnly.
He was commander-in-chief of a hundred thousand Supremes. Commanding that many was enough to make anyone's blood surge.
Qi Yuan sighed. "Clearing a major dungeon in under a day... Aah, yes! This is the power of people."
More people meant more power. More people were good.
"Push forward. Kill everything that stands before us!"
The army advanced, and his game was nearing its climax, yet Qi Yuan felt surprisingly calm.
