LWGP - Chapter 204

Chapter 204: The Third Party

A whole crowd of people, a whole group of big shots, had been outsmarted by a single person. Although they hadn't suffered a fundamental loss, it was still incredibly frustrating.

Moreover, the other party had made off with such a massive amount of resources. One could only imagine how much their strength would increase. Add to that their vile attempt to annihilate them all in one fell swoop—letting this tiger return to the mountain was creating a grave future threat.

Therefore, Ning Kungui and the others tried to persuade Liu Wuren to continue arranging for this person's pursuit and assassination, but Liu Wuren suddenly frowned. "I'm afraid that's not possible."

Why? Were they just going to swallow this insult?

Song Yin's brow twitched. "Is there trouble in Chengdu?"

Although they had suffered a setback, it wasn't entirely bad for the overall situation. At the very least, they had flattened the Undead Race in several territories, which was beneficial for all of Sichuan. As for the Great Prophet who had absconded with the terrifying resources, they could settle that score later. They could even let the central figures make a move when they were free. But the massive danger posed by the Undead Race was a thorn in their side.

"Shen Wan had a prophecy, and Lin Yong has also detected it from Zigong. We need to get back, fast!"

Just as Liu Wuren finished speaking, all the great lords heard a commotion coming from the direction of Sichuan.

It was the sound of the heavens collapsing and the earth splitting asunder.

At that moment, the elites from the four major territories, including Gobi, who were still in Butterfly Valley, were all startled.

"Holy shit, what's that sound? An earthquake? Did something blow up again?" Wang Shu had just finished a battle and was munching on a corn cob to replenish his stamina while also feeding nectar to his large butterfly. The violent shaking under his feet nearly scared him witless.

The others weren't faring much better. The top star from the White Horse Club even seized the opportunity to sweet-talk powerful and beautiful young ladies like Qiao Xuejing and Lin Guiwan, stopping just short of writing a moving and romantic final testament.

However, he had underestimated Qiao Xuejing's true nature. She was an elegant and noble lady of capital, true, but she wasn't inexperienced. She perfectly embodied the demanding and critical temperament of a great architect. "Sorry, my type is under eighteen and able to beat our lord."

The top gigolo: "…"

Now you're just being no fun.

"There's an earthquake going on and you're still trying to do business? Check the group chat, they're telling us all to go back!" The people from Sky Eye were tough and notoriously short-tempered. Seeing the male models from the White Horse Club hitting on the young men and women from the other territories was more than they could stand. They grumbled a reminder, and only then did everyone see the messages from their own great lords in their group chats, telling them to hurry back to the Bashu Territory in Chengdu. There was no need for a summons; scrolls were too expensive. They could just return to the city on their own, since they had already set up resurrection points within Bashu.

Wang Shu and the others had already initiated their return to the city. On the way, Wang Shu asked if Wang Jiu had returned yet.

As it turned out, Wang Jiu ignored him.

"It's normal for her to ignore you. The great lords are all in a bad mood right now. Don't cause any trouble when you get back." Wang Shu and his group had already heard about the Seven Star Day Array's resources being completely plundered. They couldn't help it; the elites from Cai Market were blabbermouths and had started running their mouths in the group chat back in Heishui County. Cai Wujun couldn't shut them up even if he tried.

It was so humiliating that the people from the other major territories didn't dare say a word. Only the people from Cai Market were bold enough.

"What's Gobi so panicked about? Didn't Lao Wang get a share?"

Dao Dao: "What do you know? Your lords just failed to get one share. Our Lao Wang lost six shares!"

Everyone: "…"

That had the same shameless yet self-righteous ring to it as the infamous line, "You only lost your legs, but she lost her love!"

The people from all the territories returned to the city, only to see that numerous powerful experts had been dispatched to the four walls of the Bashu Territory.

Riding his well-fed giant butterfly, Wang Shu flew towards the city wall and saw dark clouds rolling in the distance. "My god, what is that?"

He flew to Wang Jiu's side. "Master, Master, have the Undead Race gathered? No, that's not right. Weren't they already at places like Jiuzhaigou? There were already three or four hundred thousand of them. Could they have more troops? Heavens, those rolling dark clouds are filled with the Undead Race. How many must there be?"

No one else dared to chatter at Wang Jiu. Only Wang Shu, her earliest disciple, was this talkative on a daily basis.

Wang Jiu glanced at him. "Those are dark clouds."

Wang Shu froze. "Dark clouds? I thought it was the Undead Race. That's how it always is in the movies. I thought there were millions... Thank goodness it's not."

Wang Jiu: "Not necessarily. What if?"

Wang Shu: "Master, don't say 'what if' like that!"

Wang Jiu: "It's like they say, what you fear most is what happens. When your luck is bad, you can choke on water. But what are you panicking for? This isn't our territory. It's someone else's problem."

Wang Shu: "Oh, right. This is Sichuan. If we can't win, we can just run. What a pity, I haven't even managed to snatch a few Gun Gun yet. Hey, Master, what do you think about those Gun Gun…"

The topic quickly shifted to the Gun Gun.

On the wide, thick city wall, the great lords were in a solemn discussion with Liu Wuren. After the massive earthquake, the specific whereabouts of the enemy were still unknown, but it was clear they were already approaching Chengdu.

Every face was etched with gravity, anxiety, and a murderous readiness.

They hadn't been paying attention to the commotion from Wang Jiu's side, but with the master and disciple discussing things so casually as if no one else was around, Liu Wuren couldn't hold back any longer. He offered a serious reminder, "Lord Wang Jiu, a great battle is upon us."

Wang Jiu turned her head. "I wasn't complaining that it was small. It's plenty big."

Liu Wuren: "…"

Shanghai Old Lady: Good grief. That mouth of hers runs faster than a sports car on the highway. She sounds more like the madam of a male brothel than I do.

Wang Jiu's tone was very casual, as if she had already moved on from the displeasure of being intercepted by the Great Prophet and the gravity of the impending battle.

But it had a significant effect on others. Shen Wan suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Liu Wuren's expression changed, and his first instinct was to glance at Wang Jiu.

Wang Jiu: "…"

Is she trying to frame me?

Everyone was shocked and suspicious, but Shen Wan leaned against the wall, her face pale. "I can't pinpoint their exact movements, but I can vaguely sense the racial aura of the Undead Race has already entered Chengdu. They're about three thousand meters deep underground. There are many types of troops, and they show no fear. It seems they're waiting for something."

Her gaze shifted outward. Everyone followed her line of sight to the rolling dark clouds and the lightning flashing across the sky.

"It was said before that the Undead Race might be wary of lightning-based magic. Looking at it now, could they be hiding from it?"

"Then we still have time."

"Goddess Shen already said they have no fear. How much time could we have? Don't forget, a storm is inevitable. Under heavy rain, the power of fire-based magic will be greatly diminished. Did they calculate that there would be a thunderstorm today?"

As Jiang Chengjing spoke, Shen Wan lowered her eyes. "The earlier earthquake was likely them gathering in massive numbers. The underground passages were too narrow for their quantity, so they forcibly broke through the earth's veins."

Holy shit! How many Undead Race could there be?

Just as everyone's scalp was tingling, a bolt of lightning suddenly tore through the sky. The thick, terrifying bolt streaked across the heavens. Forget the darkness in the distance; even the sky above the Bashu Territory was now plunged into gloom.

A downpour was imminent.

In such a perilous situation, Liu Wuren divided his attention, dispatching all his forces to defend the territory and activating his battle plans, while also finding a moment to privately message Wang Jiu. "I originally thought the Undead Race was colluding with traitors like Zhou Yan, but the Seven Star Day Array also targeted and eliminated the Undead Race. It seems now that this Great Prophet serves two masters."

Wang Jiu: "Two? I think it's more than two. After the Seven Star Day Array, the spirit veins deep underground were all taken. The people you arranged weren't very effective, huh? Didn't Lin Yong go? He came all the way to Sichuan just to kill his brother and scout around on horseback? Oh, right, maybe he also came to see the deskmate young lady in my team, hoping to rekindle an old flame?"

When most people are in a bad mood, their ability to be sarcastic maxes out, capable of verbally burying someone in the dust.

Wang Jiu's mockery rendered Lin Yong completely worthless, just like the vegetative person he once was.

Because this fact was the most infuriating of all—so many spirit veins, all of them hollowed out.

Liu Wuren was being blamed but couldn't refute it. He could only say, "I was not thorough enough in my considerations. Lin Yong came this time with his own mission and was not under my command. The person I sent was the most agile I could think of at the time. But I truly didn't expect the person behind the scenes to be so formidable. As it stands now, this third party is the one who has gained the most."

After he joined forces with Wang Jiu, beyond the resources of the Undead Race, they had naturally also considered the spirit veins beneath the Jiuzhaigou area.

They also knew that the true goal of the Nevernight group was the underground spirit veins. Ordinary methods couldn't reach them because they couldn't dig that deep. However, the Seven Star Day Array had shattered the earth's crust, loosening the underground spirit veins and creating an opportunity.

The Great Prophet was a traitor and couldn't be in two places at once. Wary of being tied down by them, he would likely have a third party retrieve the spirit veins.

Therefore, Liu Wuren had also arranged for someone to intercept them beforehand. Unfortunately, he was still a step too slow.

It was too fast, truly too fast.

He had long known that this battle in Sichuan would be difficult, but he hadn't expected that besides the formidable Undead Race, so many other factions would be involved. Now, the Nevernight group was annihilated, the Great Prophet had escaped, and if there was a third party, plus the Black Witch Organization… it was a bit chaotic, but they were undoubtedly all enemies.

Somewhere in Sichuan, Ming Shu, who had just escaped using Luminous Void Step, was still unaware that he was being collectively cursed as a bastard by the people of the Sichuan allied forces.

He was meeting with a group of people.

His expression was not pleasant. Sizing up the other party, he suddenly sneered, "Such a murderous aura. Are you trying to play the thief who shouts 'catch the thief'?"

Interestingly, he wasn't speaking Chinese, but Japanese.

If Liu Wuren were here, he would surely be grinding his teeth in rage.

A traitor to the Han? A traitor to the country!

"What 'thief shouts catch the thief'? Ming Shu-san, wasn't it you who took all the spirit veins? We've lost contact with all our ninjas."

"That's right, we've lost contact with our people too. If it wasn't you, how could you have predicted their movements?"

Ming Shu frowned, looking them over. "If it were me, and I could obtain so many resources right under the noses of the Sichuan allied forces and also get all those spirit veins, would I still need to cooperate with you?"

Hearing this, the group fell silent. Indeed, if Ming Shu had such capabilities, he wouldn't have needed so many schemes.

But who could it be?

"Perhaps the Undead Race? The Undead Race aren't fools. Don't forget, they also colluded with traitors within the Sichuan allied forces. But they noticed the allied forces dispatching troops to places like Jiuzhaigou and seized the opportunity to gather their main force and advance on Chengdu. If those major territories like Sky Eye hadn't uncovered the secret of the Seven Star Day Array this time, the reinforcements from those territories would have been completely wiped out. It wouldn't have been a bad trade for those troops. So, I suppose we were also used by the Undead Race."

"The allies behind the Undead Race are very strong. It's possible they worked with the Undead Race to use us and then snatched the spirit veins."

As these people discussed, Ming Shu didn't waste time chattering. He directly activated his Great Prophecy technique, but in the end, his face darkened.

"How is it?" one person asked in Japanese.

Ming Shu narrowed his eyes. "The other party's defenses are higher than mine; they can immunize themselves against my Great Prophecy. There aren't many people in Sichuan right now who are at that level."

Who could they be?

That Wang Jiu from Gobi?

The four demon kings of the Black Witch Organization?

Or the traitor hidden within the allied forces?

It could also be an evolved king from within the Undead Race.

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