Chapter 774: Everything is for Milord

The Great Dao merges, the river of time trembles.

A conflict of Dao!

Yes, when more beings merge, Su Yu suddenly senses something in the depths of his being.

Trouble!

A clash of Great Daos!

In that moment, Su Yu has a premonition—he might be in some trouble, though perhaps not too great, yet he is seizing something from the river of time.

“A conflict of Daos... the River of the Dead...”

Now, Su Yu vaguely feels that the disappearance of the master of the Dead Dao might be linked to the master of the River of Time Dao?

Because the Lord of the Dead seized the Lord of Time’s dominion over deathly energy!

“A battle for supremacy among Daos?”

“What exactly is this Dao? Is it a struggle between the Heaven Openers? Or between different rules? Or between different eras?”

Su Yu gazes at the ever-expanding new world, a foreboding stirring within him.

Perhaps... one day, I will meet the master of the River of Time Dao.

Perhaps, meeting them will spell trouble...

Because it seems we’ve all been fleecing him.

He nurtured the myriad realms, yet whether it’s him, the Human Emperor, or the master of the Dead Dao, to take shortcuts, they all directly steal the power he converts—normally, it should be converted from chaos!

But converting chaos is too slow.

So we few thieves... if the master catches us, won’t we be beaten to death?

In that moment, Su Yu feels an inexplicable shame.

I... didn’t steal!

It was the Human Emperor and the master of the Dead Dao who stole—look at me, I opened a new world without even connecting to you, but now it’s Lan Tian and the others who force me to steal by every means. I’m innocent.

I was coerced into this!

Su Yu lets out a hypocritical sigh.

Yes, I didn’t steal, though I had the thought—mostly worried that the breach in the River of Time was too wide, letting in too much power that might assimilate me.

But then Lan Tian and the others came with their own skills to pledge allegiance!

That’s the gist of it!

These people all originally possessed Dao power, and now they’ve essentially switched allegiances—from the perspective of the Lord of Time, it’s outright betrayal of their sect!

And after switching, they’ve integrated the rule power they learned from the River of Time into Su Yu’s domain, instantly strengthening Su Yu’s side, while the River of Time’s power has been, in essence, slightly weakened.

Of course, only slightly.

A group of beings who haven’t reached the realm of Rule Masters—even if they leave, the impact on the River of Time isn’t too great.

...

As Su Yu ponders this,

the River of Time continues to churn.

This time, wave after wave of turbulence surges, the river’s force roaring with intensity.

Upstream, the Human Emperor and the others have clearly sensed it.

In fact, not just the Human Emperor.

At the same time,

within the Human Realm, inside the Flesh Dao,

someone else feels it too.

Bai Zhan, seated cross-legged within the Flesh Dao, suddenly opens his eyes. The ripples, wave after wave, are battering the entire River of Time—though not overwhelmingly strong, he still perceives the disturbance.

And at this moment, a group of people surrounds Bai Zhan.

Yes, he has brought them here directly.

Within the Flesh Dao, Bai Zhan suppresses the Dao’s power, allowing the dozens to absorb the force of flesh, directly restoring their physical bodies—far more convenient than Su Yu’s method.

Upstream, the Flesh Dao’s Human King senses the decline in flesh power—not because Bai Zhan is draining it heavily, but because he is stabilizing the entire Flesh Dao’s fluctuations to supply his subordinates with the rule power of flesh for their cultivation.

At this time, some also feel the river’s agitation.

A voice speaks gravely: “Your Majesty, the river stirs—has something gone wrong?”

Bai Zhan looks toward the main channel, and after a long pause, says softly: “It’s nothing.”

He turns to the crowd below and says calmly: “Hurry and absorb the power. If we suppress it too long, some of the Flesh Dao Human Kings upstream will weaken. Best not to let them be killed now, or we’ll incur enmity!”

At these words, many are startled and hasten to recover.

Someone asks urgently: “Your Majesty, if we absorb too much, will the Human Kings upstream be weakened?”

“Yes,”

Bai Zhan replies flatly. “But if you absorb quickly, I will draw the power of flesh from the River of Time to replenish what was lost.”

No one dares delay further; they immediately begin cultivation.

For six thousand years, many have not restored their physical bodies, remaining in a state of willpower, comprehending the Dao’s power—progress has been swift without the body’s constraints, but now, restoring the flesh requires even greater power!

After a moment, a low shout rings out.

A figure materializes, its body immensely powerful, its aura ethereal, faintly bearing the image of a Rule Master—though it does not walk the path of flesh but another Dao.

Now, it swiftly appears beside Bai Zhan, a smile on its face: “Your Majesty!”

Bai Zhan smiles as well. “Congratulations, Marquis Changqing!”

Marquis Changqing—his top strategist from those days, also a peak powerhouse.

Six thousand years later, they meet again. Now, the moment his flesh is restored, his realm is revealed: a Celestial Venerable!

A being with the realm of a Rule Master.

“It is all thanks to Your Majesty!”

Marquis Changqing’s long hair flies in the wind before settling. He stands behind Bai Zhan, gazing at the crowd below, a smile on his face: “This time, we will be stronger than before! I believe we won’t need to hide for another six thousand years!”

Bai Zhan nods slightly and says lightly: “I don’t want to either.”

As he speaks, a roar erupts—boom!

A colossal figure appears!

That giant figure, wielding a door-plank-like broadsword, leaps forward, laughing heartily: “Your Majesty!”

“Wu Ji!”

Bai Zhan smiles once more. Both the civil and military elites have fully awakened!

At this moment, the aura of Wu Ji was also exceedingly formidable, even faintly eclipsing Chang Qing.

Wu Ji laughed heartily and said, "Your Majesty, six thousand years have passed as if it were yesterday! How has Your Majesty fared during these six thousand years?"

"Fair enough!"

Bai Zhan was all smiles, and Chang Qing also smiled, saying, "Wu Ji, it seems your comprehension of the Saber Dao has progressed yet again. Coming out of seclusion this time, you can finally satisfy your cravings, and you will no longer have to complain and nag at us every day as you did before!"

"No way!"

Wu Ji’s stature was immensely colossal, and he roared with laughter, "I have never once complained!"

Having spoken, he turned his gaze toward Bai Zhan, his smile growing even more radiant: "Your Majesty, shall we directly fight our way out this time? Let us slay the Myriad Clans and the lineage of the Prison King until they are dead!"

"No rush!"

Bai Zhan chuckled softly, and Chang Qing also spoke with a gentle smile, "What is the hurry!"

Having said this, he began to speak, "Your Majesty, we have also caught wind of the rumors regarding this tide of the Human Race. Su Yu has departed with his people. Shall we settle internal affairs before resisting foreign aggression, or shall we first unite against external foes before turning inward? How well does Your Majesty understand Su Yu?"

He merely put forward two options; the final decision still required Bai Zhan to determine.

Yet Wu Ji spoke in a careless and forthright manner, "Your Majesty, let us seize Su Yu’s territory first before discussing anything else! He thinks that by sealing the Necropolis Realm, we cannot cross over? One mountain cannot hold two tigers. If we fight to the death with others in the Upper Realm and that lad suddenly pops out to strike us, wouldn’t that be disastrous?"

His thoughts were direct.

Su Yu had led his people into the Necropolis Realm, which lay right beneath their backsides; if left unmanaged, it could easily invite trouble.

The Hundred Battle King spoke softly, "No need, let us deal with the Prison King’s lineage and the Myriad Clans first!"

After saying this, he cast a glance at the crowd below who were still reconstructing their physical bodies, murmuring, "I know everyone is listening. Some among you, I presume, do not wish for Su Yu and me to engage in internal strife first... rest assured, I shall not rashly clash with him."

From below, someone took up the conversation, her voice gentle and soft, "Your Majesty, we have also heard of Su Yu's deeds; he has committed no egregious acts, so a military campaign lacks a just cause! The hearts of the people lean toward him. Launching a war against Su Yu at this moment is by no means a good thing. Wu Ji dislikes using his brain, so he had better offer fewer suggestions!"

A figure stepped up into the void; Wu Ji glanced at her, curled his lips, and said nothing.

This was a woman.

She exuded an aura of heroic spirit, her long hair draped over her shoulders, clad in a glazed robe that did not conceal her voluptuous figure.

The woman bore a smile upon her face, and though her words were not heavy, they carried a certain sharp aggressiveness: "Your Majesty, if Your Majesty can conquer the Upper Realm and crush the Myriad Clans and the Prison King’s lineage, you will naturally let the experts under Su Yu's command know of Your Majesty's grand achievements! At that time, once Su Yu is defeated, everyone will surely initiate allegiance to us, for we are all of the Human Race!"

"Should Your Majesty fall, the Human Race still retains a hidden contingent!"

"I have heard of Su Yu's affairs. Though young and impulsive, he possesses a vibrant vitality. We are old and scheme far too much, but youth has its own virtues!"

The woman, smiling, looked toward Marquis Chang Qing, "Chang Qing, do not incite His Majesty to do anything rash! Our contention with Su Yu lies in the current right to govern the Human Realm. Since Su Yu has relinquished it, why drive him to a dead end and press so hard?"

She looked again at Bai Zhan, then at Wu Ji, "You must realize that we are ancients from six thousand years ago! A century marks a generation, and sixty generations have passed. Su Yu and his cohorts are the true geniuses of this era. Slaying Su Yu would only alienate us further from the Human Race!"

The woman continued, "Every one of you campaigns across the lands, yet there must always be a faith!"

Her voice gradually swelled in grandeur: "This faith resides within everyone's heart! The Human Race! Whether it be the Human Race passed down by the Human Ancestor, or the Human Race inherited from the Human Emperor, it is all the Human Race!"

"The Prison King colluded with Chaos, and must be executed!"

"Yet Su Yu has never colluded with Chaos..."

Before she could finish her words, someone muttered dully, "He is colluding with the Myriad Clans, is he not? Look at him, what kind of people are under his command?"

Below, another figure soared into the sky, quite advanced in years and appearing rather aged, looking at the woman, "Hong Yue, the forces Su Yu relies upon are mostly the power of the Myriad Clans, what think you of that?"

Hong Yue looked toward him and remained silent.

Below, yet another figure broke through the air and rose up. It was a man, exceedingly young, dressed in tight-fitting black attire, his tone indifferent: "Marquis Chang Mei, enough, why care so much about certain matters! Su Yu relies on the Iron-Eater and other clans; the situation is well known to both you and me! Recognize reality and do not shirk responsibility. Six thousand years ago we abandoned them; that is a fact. Since we abandoned them, are others not permitted to save themselves?"

His expression was cold as he looked at the old man, then at Chang Qing and the others, "Hong Yue speaks correctly. Your Majesty, Su Yu currently holds the hearts of the people. At this moment, our occupation of the Human Realm has already caused widespread panic; must we force a complete rupture between ourselves and the Human Race? Are we not the Human Race?"

He looked toward the crowd: "We too are the Human Race! Even if the Human Race six thousand years later does not acknowledge us, it is still the Human Race! The words of Chang Qing and Chang Mei are nothing but expressions of shirking responsibility! Colluding with the Myriad Clans? What constitutes collusion with the Myriad Clans? By that logic, we might as well define the Human Emperor and his peers as traitors too!"

His tone was somewhat hostile, "It is fine for others to speak such words, but Your Majesty must not listen to these slanders! Six thousand years ago, Your Majesty was no match for the various factions and was unwilling to fight a battle to the death. We can understand that; we are all deserters!"

"Since we became deserters, we must possess the awareness of deserters. There is no need to beautify ourselves and vilify others! Chang Qing merely made a suggestion, yet you, Chang Mei, went so far as to convict him of colluding with the Myriad Clans... you are a man not to be closely associated with!"

He gave a cold snort, and beside him, the elder Chang Mei furrowed his brows slightly: "Xue Ying, are you saying we are deserters?"

The stern youth said coldly, "Whether we are or not, public opinion will naturally judge! I am, and you are, so what is there to argue about! Of course, being no match for the various factions, fleeing... is also a tactic. I too felt we should flee; otherwise, I would not have followed His Majesty back then! But if we fled, let us be mindful in our hearts; do not deem yourself in the right. Perhaps you think you are right, but to the Human Race six thousand years later, we abandoned them!"

"For six thousand years, they had none to rely upon. More than four hundred years ago, the experts of the Myriad Clans were countless, while the Human Race possessed not a single Eternal. Later, some Eternals emerged, yet they were long unable to produce a Dao-Merge... His Majesty severed their path of physical advancement, and now you wish to blame them for colluding with the Myriad Clans... must we forge a deadly feud?"

Xue Ying said indifferently, "One can simply say it is a discordance of ideals; do not go capping others with such grand accusations! Chang Mei, I have always detested people of your sort!"

Chang Mei's aura fluctuated as he said coldly, "Are you shaking the people's morale?"

"Try saying that one more time?"

Xue Ying also stared at him coldly, "Shaking the people's morale? We have waited for His Majesty for six thousand years; if it is so easily shaken, then we might as well just disband! If His Majesty relies on a sycophant like you to rule and rally, my heart will be discontented, and I shall naturally depart. Would I need you to drive me away?"

He gave a cold snort, his black hair fluttering, "Chang Mei, do not think that just because you have stepped into the so-called Heavenly Venerate Realm, you can achieve anything! Years ago, I did not wish for His Majesty to bring a flattering villain like you along, and it remains the same now! Chang Qing devises strategies but does not decide, yet you like to take matters into your own hands for everything! Dare to incite His Majesty again, and I shall use you to inaugurate my blade!"

Chang Mei was furious!

Bai Zhan cast a glance at the several individuals. Chang Qing, Wu Ji, Hong Yue, Chang Mei, and Xue Ying—these five newly awakened experts were all top-tier existences, all possessing Heavenly Venerate-level combat power.

This was also the greatest harvest for everyone over these years.

Of course, there had been Heavenly Venerates in the past, but they had already fallen, such as Bing Ku.

At this moment, these few could be considered to have advanced in the later stages.

Seeing them on the verge of drawing swords, Bai Zhan furrowed his brows slightly: "Enough! We are all brothers of the same house. How many years has it been, yet you still fight endlessly! Chang Mei, what Xue Ying said reflects my own intentions; there is no need to mention these matters further!"

Chang Mei frowned slightly, his long eyebrows twitching, "Your Majesty, you know me; I have no selfish motives!"

Bai Zhan nodded slightly; he understood Chang Mei's meaning.

He looked downward and said calmly, "What Xue Ying says is not false. Since everyone has followed me through a lifetime, there is no need to employ these tactics! Those willing to stay may naturally stay; those unwilling may go seek Su Yu!"

"Of course, I have no need to deceive you all. The current Su Yu would likely not accept outsiders! If any of you possess such a mind, think thrice before acting!"

These were not false words, because after the incident with Marquis Yun Shui and the others, it would be a wonder if Su Yu were willing to accept outsiders now!

No one spoke.

Soon, more people awakened once again; this time, they were somewhat weaker, existences of the Heavenly King level.

Following them, second-class Dao-Merge and third-class Dao-Merge experts recovered one after another.

Though the stronger one's power, the stronger the reconstructed physical body, the speed at which they absorbed energy was faster, so their recovery was bound to be quicker than that of the weaker ones.

Gradually, the crowd gathered.

Forty-five individuals.

Forty-five newly awakened experts, plus Nan Xi, Yun Shui, Jiang Hai, An Ying, and Wu Shan, made a grand total of fifty experts; adding Bai Zhan, it was fifty-one!

Even the weakest among them possessed the power of a third-class Dao-Merge.

Fourth and fifth-class existences were practically non-existent.

Third-class Dao-Merge experts were numerous, while second-class experts formed a vast cluster; the remainder were Heavenly Kings and Heavenly Venerates, possessing exceedingly formidable strength.

This did not yet account for the Primordial Giant King, as no one from the Primordial Giant Race had arrived.

If included, the Upper Realm also held a Heavenly Venerate-level expert named Lei Bao.

There were a total of six Heavenly Venerate experts, in addition to an existence like Bai Zhan.

Bai Zhan took a glance and smiled, "Everyone has made some progress, which is quite good. Five Heavenly Venerate-level existences have been born, making us no weaker than we were in the past!"

Fewer in number, yet their strength was not weak.

The weak Dao Integrators were either dead or had now advanced; starting from third-class Dao Integration, such strength, placed in the upper realm, was also exceedingly formidable.

The myriad races had no shortage of Dao Integrators, and the Yu Wang lineage as well.

However, a third-class Dao Integrator could still manage to fight two, or even fourth- and fifth-class ones.

Second-class Dao Integrators were also many, and perhaps soon, someone would step into the Heavenly Venerate realm.

At this moment, Changqing also showed a delighted expression and said softly, "Your Majesty, then... about Yun Ling..."

Baizhan glanced at the crowd, "When we have ten Heavenly Venerates, we will find a way to seek breakthrough!"

Now, not counting Baizhan, adding Leibao, there were only six, still four short.

But Baizhan felt it was close.

A few Heavenly Kings felt they were almost reaching the Heavenly Venerate domain.

Ten!

This, in those days, was something one dared not imagine.

But now, hope was visible.

The myriad races had many Heavenly Venerates, but they were not united; moreover, the myriad races lacked a supreme powerhouse like Baizhan.

Using six thousand years of hibernation in exchange for extrication was also a good thing.

As the crowd was thinking, Changmei spoke again, "Your Majesty, what about Su Yu? Could he cause trouble? His conquest of the myriad realms is known to all! Once the upper and lower realms open, the myriad races of the upper realm will surely know. At that time, if they attack Su Yu first... it's hard to judge the combat power under Su Yu now."

How many strong ones remained under Su Yu?

At this moment, no one was quite clear.

Marquis Jianghai and the others had seen some things in the upper realm, but no one dared to guarantee Su Yu's situation.

Baizhan said softly, "Alright, let's not worry about Su Yu for now! The battle in the upper realm will end after the fighting; the myriad races and the Yu Wang lineage have not yet made up their minds to break all ties. This matter still needs to wait."

"And what about Yueluo..."

Changmei asked again.

Baizhan chuckled lightly, "It's manageable. There will be some arrangements over there. Rest assured, everyone. Six thousand years ago, fighting the myriad races alone, we might not have won. Now, if we have to deal with the myriad races again, it should be enough!"

Six thousand years ago, although it seemed powerful, many old fossils had not appeared.

Truly fighting the myriad races to the end might not have been beneficial.

Now, however, their strength had grown by a notch.

Especially himself—from six thousand years ago, when he could barely fight the ancestor of the Yu Wang lineage, to now, if he encountered that ancestor again... it was hard to say!

...

Over at Baizhan's side, the strong had gathered.

Three days later.

On Su Yu's side, the strong had truly gathered.

Below the Heavenly King level, almost all had chosen to merge their Dao, unless there was only one Dao and everyone cultivated it, in which case they had to give up.

At this point, under Su Yu, the strong were as numerous as clouds.

There were many with Heavenly King combat power:

Feiqiu, Doubao, Hongmeng, Great Zhou King, Wan Tiansheng, Lan Tian, Ming Huang, Princess Qi, Marquis Huoyun, and the newly stepped into Heavenly King realm, Chuibing and September. These two, within these few days, one using the Dao of February's inheritance, the other using Princess Qi's pseudo-Dao, had both entered the Heavenly King realm.

As for pseudo-Heavenly Kings, several had also emerged: Great Qin King, Great Xia King, Xinghong, and Yingwu had all stepped into the pseudo-Heavenly King domain. Marquis Dingjun actually had hope too, but he was somewhat dejected because he also walked the spear Dao.

The spear Dao had been occupied by Great Qin King.

At this moment, Marquis Dingjun was so sorrowful that he hadn't even caught the hot meal, and had to lament.

At this point, it truly felt like a gathering of talents.

But Su Yu felt it was still not enough.

Heavenly Venerate combat power was still lacking. Feiqiu would probably be the first to step into the Heavenly Venerate domain, Lan Tian had great hope, and Wan Tiansheng was hard to say.

The greatest guarantee was actually the Southern Heavenly King.

Once the Southern Heavenly King revived, nine times out of ten, he would step into the Heavenly Venerate domain.

Even if he could not walk the Time Dao, by merging into Su Yu's Dao, Su Yu guessed that the Southern Heavenly King had hope of entering the Rule Master realm, directly mastering a Dao and becoming a pseudo-Rule Master.

At this point, revival had to be put on the agenda!

And Su Yu was actually preparing.

He looked at Liu Hong. Liu Hong's progress was not slow now, but Su Yu wanted him to suppress the Netherworld Dao, which might be troublesome.

He thought of Marquis Longxue again!

Perhaps Marquis Longxue should do something, like killing Northern King and the others, devouring them. After that, this fellow would best become a Heavenly King or even a Heavenly Venerate at the critical moment, or even a Rule Master!

That way, at the critical moment, this fellow could reversely suppress the fluctuations of the Netherworld Dao.

Marquis Longxue's path as a Son of Destiny might stop here!

Today, under Su Yu, there were many pseudo-Heavenly Kings and pseudo-second-class Dao Integrators. Converted, they were also third-class existences, and there was a pile of third-class Dao Integrators.

All 31 guardians had stepped into the Dao Integration realm!

Simply from this perspective, it was an immensely powerful force.

Moreover, Su Yu had a trump card, the Sacred Transformation Seal, which would also be of great use at critical moments!

"In just a few days..."

Su Yu looked at the crowd, his mind also fluctuating—a powerful force, much stronger than before!

The next moment, his Dao Diagram suddenly emerged from heaven and earth.

"Everyone, the Dao Diagram—some have seen it, some haven't, but it doesn't matter for those who have! Now the Dao you comprehend is different from before!"

"Look again, and there will be gains!"

"I need to prepare for a while to revive the Netherworld. You all cultivate here, observe the Dao Diagram. I hope everyone can step into the Heavenly Venerate realm on their own!"

...

The Dao Diagram floated in the air, and the crowd, almost overwhelmed, once again received the infusion and comprehension of the Dao.

These days, everyone was extremely happy yet extremely pained.

The happy part was that there were too many opportunities, constantly comprehending the Dao, greatly deepening their Dao insights. The unhappy part was that there were too many insights, and everyone felt a bit of indigestion.

...

And Su Yu did not stay long.

He took Hetu, Liu Hong, and the others, and flew toward the Netherworld realm.

Hetu was somewhat excited, somewhat agitated, and also somewhat apprehensive.

Revival!

And he was the first choice.

He had wanted to revive before, but when the moment truly came, he was filled with unease.

Su Yu paid no heed to his anxiety, flying as he spoke: "Back then, the Literary King prepared the four great paths of brush, ink, paper, and inkstone for revival... but my path differs from his, because I have opened the heavens myself. I may have everyone revive within my own world!"

"The Literary King might have also opened the heavens back then, but perhaps he intended to revive people directly in the River of Time, so his choice was harder, while mine is relatively simpler!"

Su Yu continued swiftly: "My difficulty lies in how to strip everyone's existence from the Netherworld Path while granting them life—that is the hardest part. Resurrection from death is no small matter!"

The others nodded. Liu Hong said gravely, "This is truly no easy task! Especially for me, Your Majesty. I cannot guarantee that I can suppress the Netherworld Path. This path is too powerful, not something a third-rank Dao-Integrator like me can handle!"

Su Yu nodded: "I know, so someone will assist you."

Who?

Liu Hong wondered. Could it be the Southern King and the others?

That would still be very difficult!

Moreover, the Southern King and the others are also part of the path. If they truly resist the power of the path, something might go wrong!

Su Yu paid them no mind and soon flew to a certain place, looking at them: "You go to the research institute first. I'll go ask about the situation."

Hetu and the others glanced in that direction. This was one of the most special places in the Netherworld Domain, especially within the Spirit-Suppressing Domain.

An ancient castle, standing for countless ages.

From the era of the Human Emperor to that of the Yu Emperor, it still stood. Even when Su Yu had cleansed the entire Spirit-Suppressing Domain, this place had remained untouched, no one daring to move the castle.

Hetu laughed: "Then Your Majesty can have a good talk with Xingyue. We'll head to the research institute first!"

Su Yu nodded slightly, too lazy to mind their glances, and stepped into the air.

After he left, Hetu chuckled: "His Majesty seems quite concerned about Xingyue. I wonder if reviving us is just a side note—was this revival plan specifically for Xingyue?"

Liu Hong shot him a glance and said nothing.

Too lazy to respond to you!

Whether it was or wasn't, he wouldn't take the bait.

If word got back to Su Yu, that petty-minded man might find trouble with him!

He wouldn't fall for that.

Hetu was courting death, but Liu Hong had no intention of dying.

Liu Hong silently noted: next time Hetu provoked him, he could sell Hetu out to Su Yu—wonder if he could get a good price for it!

...

Xingyue Castle.

The castle lay silent.

The great gates were tightly shut.

When Su Yu stepped through the air, some of Xingyue's netherworld minions recognized him and were overjoyed. Several quasi-Invincible netherworld beings knelt in greeting: "Greetings, Great Commander!"

Ever since Su Yu had impersonated the Great Commander, the netherworld beings here had always addressed him thus.

Even though they knew that Su Yu was now the master of the Netherworld Domain.

Su Yu smiled, glanced at the closed gates, and said cheerfully: "Has Lady Xingyue gone into seclusion?"

"Not that we know of," said the netherworld being he had named Xingda, hesitating. "The lady didn't say she was going into seclusion, but she hasn't come out for a few days."

Su Yu smiled, nodded, and walked toward the castle.

"Lady Xingyue, I'm coming in!"

"Get lost!"

A furious shout came from within the castle.

Su Yu chuckled and pushed the door open directly.

Get lost? What a temper.

...

Inside the hall.

Xingyue's already dark face grew even darker. She glared coldly at Su Yu. "What are you here for?"

"To report to you on recent developments..."

Xingyue sneered: "Spare me the pretense! Su Yu, the netherworld passage between us has been severed. You go your way, I live my netherworld life. Now I have nothing left for you to scheme over. You want treasures? This castle is all that's left—take it if you wish!"

Su Yu laughed: "You jest, my lady! As for the netherworld passage..."

"Ha, I don't want to hear it!"

Su Yu shrugged, then suddenly bellowed: "Shut up! Women are so tiresome! Listen to me!"

The outburst shook Xingyue. She was about to speak when Su Yu's overwhelming pressure swept over her, directly suppressing her.

Xingyue glared at him furiously!

Too much!

Su Yu smiled and said: "That day, I was opening the Path of Life and Death, understand? I was about to die and needed vital energy, but you kept pouring death energy into me—were you in such a hurry to see me dead?"

Xingyue was taken aback. What?

Su Yu continued: "You women are such a bother, even in death! I nearly died because of you, my lady. Do you know that?"

"Countless people were counting on me to live, and you almost killed me. I didn't say a word about it, and now you're angry with me?"

Su Yu snorted: "I didn't hold it against you because I'm kind-hearted, and I figured you meant well. So I decided not to argue with you!"

Xingyue looked bewildered. Was I wrong?

But... you never told me!

Su Yu looked at her and smiled again: "Of course, it's all trivial. Now that I'm alive, I've come to explain things clearly. This time, I opened the Path of Life and Death and created the heavens precisely to revive you!"

Su Yu sighed dramatically: "After all, you were my superior. If I have good fortune, shouldn't I think of you first?"

"I brought Hetu along as a test subject. He'll be revived first!"

"If Hetu dies, so be it—but you must not die!"

Su Yu grinned: "That's why I came specially to talk to you, to avoid any more trouble from you..."

He paused, frowning at her: "Still can't understand my feelings? Ah, then I've wasted my breath!"

"Fine, I'll be off..."

He turned to leave, but Xingyue was furious.

Damn you!

You've got me restrained!

What do you want me to say?

Just as Su Yu was about to leave, the seal on Xingyue finally dissipated. Xingyue fumed, “Where are you going?”

Su Yu turned around, looking innocent: “Doesn’t the adult want to ignore me?”

“…”

Xingyue wanted to strangle him!

She was somewhat annoyed and snorted, “Shut up! I’m speaking—you have no right to interrupt!”

Then, with a hint of curiosity, she asked, “What opening of the heavens?”

“…”

Su Yu almost laughed, but quickly turned serious: “It means opening a separate path of life and death. I killed myself, tried to turn into a dead spirit, then resurrected—all to prepare for your revival, adult!”

“Separate?”

Xingyue was taken aback. “Separate… what do you mean?”

“It means opening a path in the chaos, not relying on the River of Time!”

“Ah?”

Xingyue was shaken. “Then… did you become a dead spirit?”

Su Yu nodded: “I did become a dead spirit. That was when you transmitted death energy to me…”

“No!”

Xingyue hurriedly said, “At that time, you suddenly vanished, as if your power was exhausted. I saw you had no strength left, so I… I only transmitted a little death energy to you. I didn’t expect it to turn out like this… I didn’t mean to…”

Su Yu sighed: “It’s fine. I almost really died, that’s all. If I had truly died, becoming a dead spirit wouldn’t be bad either, don’t you think, adult?”

Xingyue looked even more aggrieved, quickly saying, “I really didn’t mean to…”

“Forget it!”

Su Yu smiled: “I forgive you, adult. After all, we subordinates have to save face for our superiors.”

Xingyue was deeply frustrated.

What subordinate, you liar! This guy is now terrifyingly powerful, with a bunch of strong followers, and he still pretends to be a subordinate all day—shameless!

Su Yu’s smile was bright: “Adult, then the previous matter—can we consider it settled?”

Xingyue glanced at him, feeling something was off, but… couldn’t pinpoint what!

Somewhat irritated and stifled, she said gloomily, “Fine, I won’t bother with you!”

Su Yu chuckled, then quickly said, “Alright, then there’s nothing more to say! One more thing—adult, you should have been sealed. Your strength in life was probably not weak, and after death it wasn’t weak either, but someone sealed you. Before I resurrect you, I might need to unseal you first!”

Xingyue said gloomily, “Sealed? Which bastard did that?”

“Wen Wang!”

Xingyue was startled. Wen Wang?

Su Yu said with a grin, “It was him! Wen Wang deliberately sealed you, so no matter how many dead spirit imprints you devour, you can never grow strong!”

“That bastard is Wen Wang?”

Xingyue couldn’t help cursing, “So that’s it! I was wondering why I haven’t grown stronger in a hundred thousand years—it’s all his doing! Bastard!”

Too much!

The next moment, she said, “Why did he seal me?”

Su Yu smiled: “Maybe he wanted to revive you, but couldn’t, so in the end he thought… let’s just seal you for now. This kind of person is too irresponsible, don’t you think?”

Xingyue nodded—yes, irresponsible!

If he couldn’t revive me, why didn’t he unseal me?

Bastard!

Su Yu continued with a smile: “So, on my side, since I want to revive you, I’ll only do it when everything is ready. I won’t be like Wen Wang, sealing you first without a second thought!”

“Think about it—a hundred thousand years, no, the seal should be even longer than that. All those years, you couldn’t improve your strength. If you had been killed by a dead spirit, wouldn’t that have been unjust?”

Xingyue nodded—yes, hateful!

Wen Wang, too unreliable!

“Then… why did Wen Wang want to revive me?”

Xingyue was puzzled. Su Yu shrugged and smiled, “That I don’t know. Maybe he had his eye on the Xingyu Seal? Wen Wang really isn’t a good person!”

“…”

Xingyue felt something was off with what Su Yu said, but… never mind, she wouldn’t argue with him.

Xingyue hesitated, “Can I really be revived?”

“Hard to say, but the hope is great!”

Su Yu smiled: “I’ll make preparations and then come to save you. I’ve moved Wen Wang’s entire home to the Dead Spirit Realm—there are flowers everywhere. When you’re revived, you can stay there for a while. Feiqiu should welcome you!”

“Flowers?”

Xingyue nodded: “In my memories, there are indeed many flowers. Time Master planted flowers—I taught her how.”

Is that so?

Su Yu was speechless!

You really are ancient, and quite idle too—teaching someone to plant flowers. That’s why Feiqiu has been planting for over a hundred thousand years. My poor Feiqiu, not a moment’s rest in a hundred thousand years—truly pitiful!

So the culprit is right here!

“Adult, I’ll be going now. If you’re interested, you can visit the research institute…”

“No, I only like staying here!”

Xingyue refused, though she was somewhat interested.

Su Yu chuckled—super homebody!

Well, over the years, Xingyue rarely went out. Only once did she go to the Xingyu Mansion, to save him.

“Alright, I’ll take my leave then. Adult, I’ll report the progress next time!”

Xingyue nodded reluctantly, maintaining her dignity: “You may withdraw!”

“Thank you, adult!”

Su Yu withdrew.

Soon, Xingyue’s castle opened again.

Xingyue was in a fairly good mood. She no longer shut herself in but went to tend her flowers and plants. She hadn’t looked after them for several days—all because of that bastard, who nearly made her neglect her flowers to death.

Never mind, considering he’s preparing for my revival, I won’t hold it against him!

Xingyue happily continued tending her dead spirit flowers.

Outside, the dead spirits watched, helpless in their hearts.

My lord... is it that you are too fickle?

Just now you were angered, yet after the Great Leader came, spoke a few words, and departed, you are now appeased, my lord?

Indeed, the Great Leader is truly formidable!

PS: This afternoon I was dragged by a big shot to a meal, and returned a bit late. Apologies!

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