novelhk Chapter 36 surprise
Chapter 36 surprise
Two hours later, when the spiritual medium team arrived, they were clearly surprised to find the Master there as well. After exchanging pleasantries, the group continued to conceal themselves.
When Lu Wuwei arrived, he scanned his surroundings and quickly spotted the pageboy and the fiery earth dragon pulling the cart. He raised an eyebrow, realizing he had probably missed something.
"..."
After parking his electric scooter, Lu Wuwei pulled back the curtain of the carriage and went inside.
"Tsk... Quite a few people. Does Yiyu have such a grand entourage? How much is he worth?"
"Leaving aside the fact that capturing him alive would allow him to capture all the believers, he can create nightmare clones, each worth 100,000."
Ling Yunxiao spoke with a smile, and Lu Wuwei immediately grinned. Then he looked at the Master.
"It's not appropriate to put delirious talkers in a fasting place. What are you doing having him here?"
"Is there any place in the entire Great Xia Dynasty more suitable for my mood than this old man? I only asked you to come here to confirm that the person who came is his true form. Don't say so much, come and have some tea."
Lu Wuwei then noticed that the Master's white hair had turned black. He glanced at the top of his head with envy, then sat down quietly. As for tea? It was too bitter for him.
One night later.
A strange and powerful figure appeared silently. The moment he fell from the void, everyone in the carriage opened their eyes.
The flamboyant man in a tuxedo looked like an artist as he walked slowly across the scorched earth, his gaze fixed on the ground.
"So we were lucky enough to encounter the Fiery Vein Earth Dragon? It's just a pity that those few good-for-nothings didn't do their job well."
His babbling voice was very soft and pleasant, like that of a sunny and cheerful boy.
After looking around and finding no trace of his clone, he sighed regretfully. Then, he looked up towards the direction of Cangnan City.
"Lin Qiye, you're such a lucky little guy!"
"Whether Lin Qiye is lucky or not, I don't know, but you are quite unlucky."
Suddenly, Yiyu heard a middle-aged man's voice and turned around in shock. Then, he saw a middle-aged man in a suit with his hair tied up, and behind him were six or seven team members wearing silver cloaks and strange white masks.
Not far away, a young man wearing a beige rider's uniform was standing with a wide grin.
Behind the young man was a group of seven or eight people wearing huge black cloaks, whose figures and appearances were completely obscured.
"surprise!"
Lu Wuwei tilted his head, and as soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding environment underwent a dramatic change. The original Jinan Mountain had disappeared, replaced by a quaint little garden.
Yiyu suddenly felt an unbearable toothache. He frowned and looked at these people, unable to suppress the doubts in his heart.
"Master, Lu Wuwei, the Spirit Medium Team, the Masked Team! I haven't done anything wrong lately, have I? Have I broken any heavenly rules?"
"Sigh... As one of the three giants of the Church of the Ancient Gods, 'The Real Nightmare,' 'The Mind Manipulator,' and 'The Creator of the Soul Contract of the Believer,' you are being a bit too modest with yourself."
The Master chuckled and handed a cup of tea to Yiyu.
How could Yiyu dare to accept the Master's tea? He moved, momentarily in a state of illusion, but returned to reality in the next instant, only to be struck in the chest by the light teacup.
Most of the tea in the teacup had overflowed. While Yiyu was still surprised that the Master hadn't actually attacked him, the next second, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"With so many powerful individuals surrounding and attacking me alone, don't you feel it's an unfair victory?"
Yiyu clutched his heart and gasped for breath. His words silenced everyone. Could this person be an imposter?
"That's not right. I just invited you to Xin Jing for a chat and poured you a cup of tea. How could that be considered an attack?"
Besides, you're quite old, how can you ask such a naive question? Could it be that when you left your main body, you stored your brain in your clone's body?
The Master shook his head and sighed, then casually handed Yiyu a cup of tea.
Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Yiyu simply stopped trying and fiercely reached out to take the cup of tea.
The next second, Yiyu was hit hard on the ground by the teacup, and blood slowly flowed from his eyes, nose and mouth.
The Master turned to look at the Masked Squad and smiled slightly.
“You young people must remember this: when you’re out and about, don’t readily accept water offered by strangers, and certainly don’t even think about drinking it. Otherwise, you’ll end up like him.”
The group nodded repeatedly, their eyes filled with amusement as they looked at the babbling darts.
"With your strength, why bother toying with me? If you want to kill or capture me, please give me a clear answer. Should I close my eyes and wait for death, or surrender and give me a quick death?"
"Aren't you going to put up a fight? There's been a lot of bad talk about you these past few years. Why don't we have a fight?"
Lu Wuwei smiled faintly, casually adjusting his hat with each step, ready to make a move at any moment.
"If you don't want to kill me, you might as well tell me your purpose, and I will cooperate."
Yiyu took two steps back. If she had the ability to fight back, would she still be being chased by the spirit medium team?
If he could take on two top-tier opponents and two special squads head-on, would he still be one of the three giants? He would have been the leader long ago! The Ancient God Cult could even suppress the human race.
"Call all your believers and avatars here. From this day forward, there will be no more Ancient Gods."
From now on, you will serve as a tea server in my carriage, and I will not make things difficult for you.
If you wish to resist and stall for time, then I wouldn't mind taking you to the prison warden and having two professional executioners speak with you.
“Master, I don’t believe that the man who speaks in a dream possesses the true nightmare of the Divine Ruins. He would be afraid of the Prison Warden.”
Before Lu Wuwei could even open his mouth, he had already taken out his phone and dialed a number.
"I heard you've recently developed a new game. I have a particularly powerful test subject here. Are you interested?"
However, given the strength of the whispered soul, it's highly likely it escaped from you.
"I feel like you're cursing me, and quite filthy at that! But you caught the delirious one? Sending him over is fine too. With his soul strength, he shouldn't be easily turned into an idiot by my experiments..."
A mechanical electronic voice came from the other end of the phone, clearly indicating that Guan was very busy and didn't even have time to spare.
"..."
I could tell from the babbling that this was yet another person who had reached the pinnacle of human achievement.
"I can summon all my followers and clones back, but you must tell me why you don't kill me?"
He sighed in his sleep, ultimately not prepared to face death.
"We're not negotiating with you, nor are we making a deal. We're just informing you to bring everyone to Jinan Mountain, and we'll let you live."
Whether you agree or not is only a matter of time.
I believe that whether it's the prison warden or the void where you're imprisoned, there's always something that can make you wish you were dead and force you to compromise.
However, I think you are a decent person and will make a decent choice.
The Master spoke calmly, having already picked up another cup of tea, his gaze devoid of emotion as he looked at the babbling tale.