Sowhere in Byron City.
Sara pressed her brow, soothing the piercing pain she had felt earlier; she was in the midst of relocating with many of the core mbers of the Holy Blood School.
The Blood Cup War had ended in utter failure, and Byron City was no longer cut off following the disruption of the ceremony.
It was inevitable that the Federation Special Affairs Bureau, along with the Seven Difficulties and the Si Sui Church, would move in en masse. If they didn’t take advantage of the chaos from disaster relief to escape now, it would be too late.
"Why does that Feathered Serpent give a sense of familiarity?"
Even while fleeing, Sara couldn’t keep her thoughts from wandering, "The Five Rings School? Did I see such an expert last ti I was there?"
"Sara!"
At that mont, the Master of the Holy Blood School suddenly spoke.
He had already changed into an ordinary worker’s outfit, appearing quite unremarkable.
All the other mbers of the school had also disguised themselves.
"Master, I am here."
Sara stepped forward.
"Given the urgency, we’ll split up and leave... You’ll use the escape route that was originally prepared for ," the Master said gently.
Yet Sara’s scalp tingled suddenly.
The Master’s dedicated escape route was bound to be very safe, but his decision to have her take it now clearly indicated that he was harboring suspicions!
After all, she was the one who had been sent to the Five Rings School!
And her actions prior were enough to arouse suspicion.
"Yes!"
Sara felt wronged but still agreed resolutely, prepared to prove her loyalty through her actions!
However, at that very next mont.
Boom!
The roof of the building was suddenly ripped off, and a torrent of dust and stones fell upon the heads of those from the school.
A colossal Three-eyed Feathered Serpent lood in the sky, exuding the majesty of an ancient dragon, while a figure stood tall at the top of the Feathered Serpent’s head.
"It’s that lunatic!"
The Master of the Holy Blood School’s expression twisted ferociously as he raised his hand, and a pitch-black lightsaber stabbed into Sara’s body, "You dared to betray ?"
Otherwise, how could the person in the sky have located this secret base?
"I..."
Blood spilled from Sara’s mouth and nose. She couldn’t finish her sentence before collapsing to the ground, turning into a pool of pus and blood.
"She indeed betrayed you, though she herself was unaware..."
Zhong Shenxiu looked on with an expression of neither sadness nor joy and suddenly spread his arms; high above, the Three-eyed Feathered Serpent flapped its wings vigorously, sending feathers down like snowflakes.
...
Half an hour later.
Atop a pile of ruins.
Zhong Shenxiu held the Holy Grail, watching it absorb the ’contributions’ of everyone from the Holy Blood School.
The swamp mud at the bottom of the cup seed to have beco thicker, or perhaps it was just his imagination.
"What a greedy thing you are, and to think you readily accept the followers of the Master of Black Blood... Encouraging cannibalism, are you?"
Zhong Shenxiu sighed and stored the Holy Grail away.
After this ’experint’, he had confird that the idea of hunting ’the Perfect Ones’ to augnt quantity with quality was unfeasible.
The Holy Grail ceremony had completely failed.
"It’s true... if after ritual failure it were still possible to proceed like this, history wouldn’t record the lack of victors in the previous Blood Cup Wars..."
Zhong Shenxiu sighed, putting away the Holy Grail.
He was pondering over how he might break through the dilemma of becoming a ’longevity’.
To hunt Primordial Pill creatures, or say mythical beings, one must reach this rank; but if one has reached the rank, why bother hunting?
The gap in spiritual structure was an insurmountable chasm!
This was basically a deadlock!
"Even though I’ve accumulated a lot of Heavenly Show Points this ti, it’s still not enough... And even if it were enough, why not just advance when I go back?"
His original plan had included the option of longevity blood.
Though fraught with great peril, taking such a magic potion almost certainly guaranteed attention from the Master of Black Blood, potentially planting nurous traps.
But the efficacy in aiding advancent should be real nonetheless.
’Even the servants of the Master of Black Blood know that it’s unrealistic for ordinary people to consu ’longevity blood’; its best use is for those ’perfect beings’ prepared to go through the ordeal by the heavens!’
’If I manage to advance to ’longevity’ through longevity blood, then at worst I’ll just commit suicide imdiately, seeking to return with my inherent spiritual structure intact, making a huge profit...’
After all, Li Wei’s obsession was complete, and the door to Myriad Paths could be opened at any ti, to return to the main world.
However, this plan was now hindered.
Longevity blood seed unfulfillable?
"One less contingency plan..."
Zhong Shenxiu shook his head and summoned the Three-eyed Feathered Serpent, flying over Byron City.
From here, he could see clearly the vast number of people moving in the suburbs, pouring into Byron City like ants marching in line.
With their entrance, the tumult within the city gradually subsided.
"It’s over... What a long night indeed."
Zhong Shenxiu landed in front of the ruins of Whisperer Bar, feeling sowhat weary.
He looked to the east.
The sun of the next day rose as usual.
...
The following night.
Barbarian Bar.
Well, although one bar was destroyed, Zhong Shenxiu was the underworld boss of all bars in Byron City; he owned all of them.
Although Byron City was still in martial law and couldn’t conduct business, he stood alone behind the bar, drinking a ’Mojito’ cocktail he had mixed, quietly waiting for soone.
"Boss, you were amazing."
Before long, Gross pushed open the door and gave a thumbs-up: "The Feathered Serpent swept across the sky, killing several ’perfect beings’ in succession, saving the entire Byron City like a hero!"
"Hero?"
A mocking smile curled on the corners of Zhong Shenxiu’s mouth: "Forget it... Did the Federation send you to talk to ?"
"This..."
Gross’s face showed an embarrassed expression: "After all, they couldn’t fathom your temperant and were afraid of stirring up trouble, so the task naturally fell to . Please rest assured, the Federation doesn’t discriminate against servants of the Master of Black Blood, as long as they abide by the Federation’s laws... although most don’t comply..."
Zhong Shenxiu sipped his drink, slowly shaking his head: "Enough about that. Tell about the losses in Byron City..."
Upon ntioning this, Gross’s expression beca very grave: "Although you, boss, intervened in ti to stop the ritual, Byron City still suffered heavy losses. The death toll is roughly estimated to be over seventy thousand..."
"That is indeed a significant number. How does the Federation plan to explain this to the public?"
Zhong Shenxiu casually asked, while silently calculating in his mind: "Seventy thousand people, plus so many mysterious individuals, several ’perfect beings’, comparable to a blood sacrifice of a hundred thousand people, right? Logically speaking, if the ritual had not been interrupted by , it would have been enough to overflow the Holy Grail with ’longevity blood’."
"What else can they do? Claim a chemical plant leak, inhaling a large amount of toxic gas, led to death and hallucinations..."
Gross rolled his eyes: "They certainly can’t tell everyone that those Evil Gods exist and suggest studying and worshipping them together, right?"
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