1486: Chapter 1350: The Fetal Spirit Remains (Two in One) 1486: Chapter 1350: The Fetal Spirit Remains (Two in One) The World Channel blew up because of the ssage from Su Ran.
“Hey up there, dare to drop the anon?
If you’re from Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, show your na!”
“Identification complete, this guy’s a fake for sure, definitely here just to show off!”
“Dark Abyss?
Why not settle it in the Arena of Life and Death in Imperial City?
Why make such a big deal out of this?
What exactly is this guy’s motive?”
“Motive?
Ulterior motives, I’d say!
This guy just loves stirring the pot for the sake of seeing chaos unfold!”
“Close to the Horizon, you seeing this?
The gauntlet’s been thrown, are you picking it up or not?”
“If you’re too scared to accept, just admit defeat and save us the ti!”
The audience waited eagerly for Carving Dragon to make a statent, throwing all sorts of provocative comnts, practically cornering them.
“Boss, we’re being bullied right to our doorstep, how can you stand this?”
“Yeah, boss, Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, this jerk really thinks he’s above everyone just because he won a championship, we’ve got to teach him a lesson today!”
“We might not be able to beat the purple-skinned toad, but I don’t believe he’s tougher than a BOSS!”
The players were fuming and beseeching to obliterate Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained to deflate his arrogance!
“Don’t rush, sothing about this is strange, it’s very likely a trap.”
Carving Dragon, leading the guild, had much more to consider than his subordinates.
After a mont of silence, he began to analyze, “Think about it, the one who sent this ssage anonymously is probably not Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained.
If I were him, I wouldn’t miss this chance for fa.
And another thing, why would a single person give up the advantage of the arena and choose the Dark Abyss?”
“I don’t think he’s arrogant enough to face a whole guild alone.
There’s definitely sothing fishy about it!”
Carving Dragon voiced his suspicions, his gaze sweeping over his subordinates, “Don’t let your emotions cloud your judgnt.
If we fall into a trap and beco a laughingstock, it’s the reputation of Close to the Horizon that’s on the line!”
“The boss thinks more thoroughly, we were too careless.”
These people now realized there was sothing wrong, and their raging fury significantly subsided.
“Boss, are you saying soone is using this situation to target us?”
“I wouldn’t rule that possibility out.
Think about it, who lays claim to the Dark Abyss?”
Seeing that so began to understand his point, Carving Dragon was relieved and continued to lead their thoughts, “Who’s the most suspicious?
I don’t need to spell it out, right?”
“The Dancing Demons guild!
Damn bastards, resorting to such dirty tricks!”
“Damn it, they’ve dominated this terrain for over a year, it’s definitely their doing!”
“No wonder our Lu Ren from the guild got ambushed by Dancing Demons; they must have been plotting against us for a long ti!”
“Dai Xuan is really cunning too.
If the boss hadn’t seen through his intentions, we would’ve really been frad for Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained’s doing!”
“Boss, let’s go all out against these bastards from Dancing Demons guild!
Don’t think we’ll be scared off just because their guild ranks higher, Close to the Horizon isn’t to be trifled with!”
“Right!
Even if it ans mutual destruction, we can’t let them bully us!”
These players couldn’t take the insults anymore and launched a verbal war against Dancing Demons guild through the World Channel.
They hurled whatever unsavory words ca to mind, not caring that many were censored; they kept on swearing.
The players from Dancing Demons guild were left dumbfounded; they couldn’t understand what was even happening – why were they being blad out of the blue?
At that ti, Dai Xuan was also feeling extrely aggrieved.
What did this have to do with him?
He was just watching the excitent, why was he now infested with trouble?
But they weren’t ones to shy away from conflict.
Receiving insults without retaliating was not Dancing Demons’ style, so the verbal war between both sides escalated, turning the World Channel into a foul ss, leaving no room for other guilds to get a word in.
The onlookers were delighted, forsaking their quest lines to watch the uproar.
In the end, soone suggested settling the matter with a final battle in the Dark Abyss – whoever didn’t show up was the loser.
This moved the battlefield from the World Channel to the Dark Abyss, with both guilds rallying their forces for an imminent clash.
Who would have the last laugh beca the hot topic among the players.
anwhile, the protagonist who triggered this tinderbox was breezily making his way to Yin Si’s place.
That the conflict with Dancing Demons guild escalated so quickly and incited guild rivalry was unexpected for Su Ran, but this played nicely into his plan.
As long as he could lure Dai Xuan there, everything would be perfect.
As for the chaos, the more the rrier!
With the Skeleton Saint as a solid backup, these two factions couldn’t cause an internal conflict or avoid being quelled even if they wanted to!
Thinking of this, Su Ran felt extrely at ease, his steps lighter; he quickly arrived at Yin Si’s doorstep.
In the spirit of politeness, he kicked the door open.
“Bang!”
A loud noise erupted in the small room, sounding particularly loud as if a firecracker had been lit inside; even Su Ran, the instigator, was startled.
Kicking a door and causing such an effect was sothing Su Ran hadn’t expected.
But he didn’t take it to heart; every visit he was scared by Yin Si’s tricks – now it was his turn to spook him.
From the bed, the coffin lid was flung away, and Yin Si’s dark, glinting head popped out, his face filled with shock and looking around frantically.
When he saw the familiar figure of Su Ran, his expression imdiately darkened.
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