Sothing’s wrong, there’s a murderous aura!
Feng San has been by Yu Xiheng’s side for years, keenly attuned to such an atmosphere.
He almost instantly sensed a fierce killing intent rushing towards him, but it abruptly halted just before reaching him.
Feng San imdiately looked at Yu Xiheng and saw the man sitting calmly, still sipping tea with a gentle smile, chatting happily with Ye Wanlan, his expression unchanging, completely composed.
Could it be that... these peaceful years have dulled his perception?
Feng San began to fall into self-doubt.
"Hiss..." Xijiang suddenly gasped, involuntarily wrapping himself tighter in his clothing.
Why did it suddenly feel as if the temperature had dropped significantly, as if entering a world of ice and snow?
Xijiang nudged Feng San’s arm, lowering his voice: "Don’t you feel cold?"
Feng San looked at him coldly: "Get lost, stay away from !"
Not only lowering his IQ, but also attempting to extend his reflex arc.
He absolutely refused to let Xijiang affect his year-end bonus!
Ye Wanlan indeed felt a resurgence of murderous intent.
Though she clearly knew, what Si Fqing dislikes, even she cannot change.
Si Fqing likes Yu Xiheng purely because he is Yu Xiheng, not because of his title as Emperor Yin.
Yu Xiheng knew this too, yet he still said such words.
Ye Wanlan naturally understood Yu Xiheng’s mindset.
She leisurely poured so tea: "We emperors truly are no good things."
Feng San: "..."
Xijiang: "..."
Miss Ye wanted to scold Brother Nine, and ended up being harsh enough to include herself?
Xijiang, always a chatterbox, spoke faster than he thought: "Does Miss Ye not approve of Brother Nine?"
As soon as he spoke, Feng San showed rare alarm, quickly covering Xijiang’s mouth.
Fearing that next mont, their heads would fall to the ground.
After all, to both Ye Wanlan and Yu Xiheng, killing is just a head hitting the ground.
"Yes, I approve." Ye Wanlan said blandly, "But it doesn’t stop from feeling like I want to punch soone."
"I understand, I really understand!" Xijiang nodded like a pecking chick, "Miss Si was raised completely by Miss Ye, of course you’d be mad that the cabbage was stolen."
Feng San: "..."
He stomped on Xijiang’s foot.
Who exactly was he insulting?
"Ow, ow, ow!" Xijiang jumped three feet high, imdiately changing his tune, "I ant, Miss Si is so outstanding!"
Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, slowly: "Exactly right."
"Qingqing is truly outstanding." Yu Xiheng smiled slightly, "She is inherently excellent."
Ye Wanlan replied coolly: "Exactly right."
The atmosphere suddenly thickened again.
This ti, even Xijiang felt that the two immortals might clash again.
The two helped each other tremblingly escape the place of dispute.
Xijiang tremulously said: "Feng San, you’ve heard like being with the Emperor is being with a tiger, what about being with two Emperors at once?"
Feng San’s expression was wooden, replying with a question: "An Emperor’s wrath can grind down a hundred thousand corpses, what about two Emperors?"
"It’ll be a hundred thousand squared!" Xijiang replied.
Though their voices were hushed, how could the other three not hear?
Yan Tingfeng drank his tea, keeping his expression unchanged.
It seems indeed like Xiao Wan said, people like them always attract so crazies.
But, should they really start fighting again later, then he and Xiao Wan can team up two against one.
Yan Tingfeng drank tea while observing the intense undercurrents between his two comrades.
As Emperors, their minds are always hard to read.
Being with the Emperor is like being with a tiger, such words hold truth.
**
At this mont, in the vast universe.
Si Fqing was completely unaware a great battle had begun and ended, she and Jun Muqian arrived at the Ti Administration Bureau’s last division.
There was no communication between the divisions of the Ti Administration Bureau, orders were sent down from headquarters.
Moreover, because each major division was equally distributed across the universe’s nine positions, distances are far, so no information about other divisions being wiped out reached the remaining ones.
So much so that when employees at Division No. 9 saw Si Fqing and Jun Muqian arriving alone, they still laughed, expecting the two would be captured and tortured in the Ti Prison.
Until Division No. 9 completely fractured amidst the vast star river, they realized the visitors were hostile.
"Done." Jun Muqian clapped his hands, "It seems headquarters has already abandoned the divisions, using the old trick of killing the donkey when the grinding is done, as they typically do."
Si Fqing narrowed her eyes: "So, we must take down their nest."
"It’s only a matter of ti." Jun Muqian snapped his fingers, suddenly a significant smile appeared at his lips, "However, an old acquaintance whom I’ve never t arrived."
Never t, but an old acquaintance?
Si Fqing raised an eyebrow, understanding why Jun Muqian said so.
In front of the two, there was a screen.
The screen buzzed and showed a phantom.
"Jun Muqian!" a voice, full of rage, "You have your Primordial, don’t mind Primordial’s business, why co to to ss around!"
The universe is vast, containing thousands of worlds.
Between worlds there may appear splits, rgers or even parallel worlds, but between universes, they are supposed to remain uninfluenced.
This is an unchanging law.
Speaking to this, the voice grew angrier: "Do you wish to provoke a catastrophe, destroy two universes!"
The Boundless Tribulation is the greatest calamity born in chaos,
far more terrifying than the destruction every world must face.
Once the Boundless Tribulation cos, only pinnacle masters like Chaos Controllers and Ti Creators will survive.
Everything else will be annihilated in an instant.
Therefore, rulers of each universe intentionally maintain balance to prevent the arrival of the Boundless Tribulation.
"I co and go as I please, do as I wish." Jun Muqian laughed coldly, "Can you possibly stop ?"
The voice choked, incapable of speech.
If today only Jun Muqian were present, perhaps there’d be a way to make her suffer.
But Si Fqing was also here.
The temperant of this present Nine Heavens Goddess isn’t any better than the Primordial Lord.
"Cowering vermin," Jun Muqian continued smiling, "Co out if you have the guts!"
"Jun Muqian!" the voice shrieked, "You too, Si Fqing! You will both die here, definitely—"
"Boom!"
Si Fqing directly smashed the screen before them.
"Crackle—"
The screen shattered, and the voice disappeared.
Division No. 9 was completely reduced to ruins.
Si Fqing dusted off her hands: "Too much nonsense."
Speak with actions, not words.
"Qingqing, let’s go." Jun Muqian waved grandly, "Ti to go ho."
Si Fqing looked up, gazing toward Earth No. 9’s direction, softly saying: "Yes, it’s ti to go ho."
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