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Chapter 967: Chapter 967: Bro, Did You Grind Yourself Stupid?
What did that speech from the departing Sun Shu mean?
Why is he someone from All Gods, yet able to say that whether All Gods are in power or Dark Star holds authority, it’s all the same?
His thoughts flashed back to the feeling from not long ago, when Sun Shu’s Sword Intent pierced straight into his chest—it had been so mystical.
Clearly it was an incomparably fierce, Unbreakable Sword Intent, yet it hadn’t caused his body any harm at all.
Sun Shu’s Sword Intent was like a gust of unstoppable breeze, gently brushing against his chest, then quietly dissipating without a trace, as if it had never existed.
His dao is to go with the flow, a dao of following the way of nature. How does that merge with Sword Intent? Isn’t Sword Intent all about being unstoppable, destroying all before it, incomparably sharp? Can such Sword Intent even be called Sword Intent? Why did Sun Shu say such contradictory things to him?
Even several minutes after Sun Shu’s departure, Lin Yi was still pondering Sun Shu’s earlier words:
How exactly did I help Sun Shu?
Which of my words was it that enlightened him?
Why is the path he walks completely unrelated to the techniques he cultivates?
He couldn’t figure it out, not one bit.
But Lin Yi had personally witnessed Sun Shu’s sudden surge in strength.
That casual wave of his hand that completely locked down the enemy’s technique—wasn’t that like shoving a fired bullet back into the gun barrel by brute force?
That’s not something you can achieve just by being "strong."
Xiyue and Ao Shu both knew very well what Lin Yi was doing right now, so the two of them tacitly didn’t disturb him, and in the meantime started pondering Sun Shu’s words themselves.
Like this, the three of them remained Immovable for a full hour before Lin Yi finally came back to his senses from his thoughts.
It seemed he had gained some insight, but not much.
He’d somewhat grasped the gist of what Sun Shu had said, yet as for what path he himself was walking, Lin Yi had absolutely no clue.
"Lin Yi-gege, don’t you think that guy just now was really weird?"
Naive little Ao Shu didn’t understand the ways of the world; not being able to make sense of it wasn’t all that strange to her.
"But that guy was very polite, you know. He really didn’t go all out on us."
Xiyue also nodded.
She likewise couldn’t understand why Sun Shu had to offer that whole round of thanks; he hadn’t even finished the guidance he’d promised. And not to mention, they’d only exchanged a few moves—neither of the two women had gone all out yet.
"Just before, he still felt that us going after those Four Great Corpse Kings was basically courting death. There’s no way just a few exchanged moves made him change his view of us that drastically, right? The things he said, I’ve been doing the same as you—thinking them over carefully, meditating on them. In the end, I couldn’t understand a bit of it. While waiting for you, I even went back into the Inner Court to cultivate for a while."
Hearing this, Lin Yi smiled faintly and lightly patted both women on the shoulder.
"Let’s go. Don’t get hung up on it. If we keep heading forward, maybe you’ll come to understand the underlying principle. Right now in this Netherworld, we can’t find any clues related to the Four Great Corpse Kings anyway, so there’s no need to stay."
Dark Rising Headquarters.
One of the seven top executives, Tremble, was currently mustering troops.
Tremble, whose personal abilities were formidable, held views that differed from the usual Dark Rising members.
The path he had walked all his life was one of dominance.
He firmly believed he was capable of anything; he believed that by his own power, he could change the structure of this world. He was an extreme believer in individual heroism.
With such beliefs, Tremble’s requirements for his teammates were naturally extremely high.
He didn’t believe that a human-wave tactic could settle those legendary Four Great Corpse Kings. In his view, only a handful of capable people who could coordinate perfectly and combine their strength could possibly defeat the Four Great Corpse Kings.
"Uh, Lord Tremble, you mean... just the ten of us?"
At first, when these ten heard that they’d be forming a team with Dark Rising’s number one fighter, they were thrilled; after all, teaming up with Dark Rising’s top expert was an honor.
What they hadn’t expected was that their soaring enthusiasm would plummet in an instant.
And it was knocked down by just one sentence from Tremble.
"Of course. All of us here are peak experts of Dark Rising’s covert branch. In terms of individual combat power, it’s really hard to find anyone more outstanding than we are. With the capabilities of our ten-man squad taking on the Four Great Corpse Kings, our odds of victory aren’t low."
"Everyone, the Four Great Corpse Kings are monsters that have survived in this world for over ten thousand years. No one has ever truly killed them. If we can accomplish that feat, not only will our names be remembered by the Three Realms and Six Paths, but the treasures we obtain from the Four Great Corpse Kings will massively boost our strength."
"Everyone, aren’t you tempted?"
Tempted, tempted—how could they not be tempted? If they weren’t tempted, that would be abnormal.
If Tremble’s status weren’t so high, he’d definitely be getting cursed out right now:
Big bro, have you listened to yourself? Among the ten of us present, in terms of personal combat power, we’re indeed the standouts of the Dark Rising Organization. Precisely because of that, in our day-to-day operations, we basically never work together.
Although we’ve gotten a certain understanding of each other’s abilities through Dark Rising’s information database, it’s only at the level of intel.
The Four Great Corpse Kings—how terrifying is their strength? Otherwise they wouldn’t have the entire upper echelon on edge, even arguing over them.
This squad has nine members besides Tremble. In their hearts, every single one of these nine was complaining: Tremble must have trained his brain into atrophy to make a decision like this.
And he still asks if we’re "tempted."
What’s the use of being tempted? If we can’t beat them, we won’t live to enjoy anything. Tempted my ass.
"Tremble-bro, shouldn’t we consider bringing along more people? For example, some who can form battle formations, people with decent strength—at least they could provide some support while we fight, give us a bit more of an edge. What do you think, Tremble-bro?"
The one speaking was an expert named Gale.
He was steady in his conduct, his style quite different from what his name implied.
Bringing it up like this was just to provide the other experts with some measure of safety.
"Seriously, Gale, are you getting more cowardly with age? I’ve never seen this attitude from you during missions. Afraid of death now? That’s not your style. So what is it—no confidence in your own strength, or no confidence in ours?"
If Tremble wanted the truth, the answer would be: neither.
"You guys, what about you all? Don’t tell me you agree with him?"
After storing the Four Great Corpse Kings in her own spatial storage, Luo Bingxin had gone straight back to Dark Rising Headquarters.
The detection system at Dark Rising Headquarters was incredibly advanced; it could see through all Disguise Skills and identify the true nature of anything. As a result, any living being not registered in Dark Rising Headquarters’ records simply could not enter.
When Mr. Gongsu designed this detection system, he hadn’t taken scanning spatial storage into account.
After all, living beings can’t enter spatial storage.
Luo Bingxin had exploited this bug to smuggle the Four Great Corpse Kings into Dark Rising Headquarters without anyone noticing.
In such a tense situation, Luo Bingxin’s movements were even less likely to draw the attention of Dark Rising’s upper echelon.
Sure enough, once she reached a deserted spot, Luo Bingxin directly released the Four Great Corpse Kings, then headed off toward Dark Rising’s information database.