GB Chapter 47

The five sects participating in the ghost extermination plan this time were led by the Taiqing Sect, one of the top ten sects in Jiangnan. The Taiqing Sect is an old sect with considerable influence in the Heavenly Dao Alliance. If He Huan were to attack them, it would cause a split within the Heavenly Dao Alliance. Therefore, the God of Lamentation is using the excuse of rescuing the God of Joy to annihilate them all. As for the condemnation and negotiations that should occur afterwards, the Xuan Sect has long been practiced in cleaning up messes for He Huan over the years.

Lüling is a spirit born from heavenly tribulation. Ordinary cultivators cannot trap him. Only Zhao Jicheng, who has transferred the power of the God of Joy, can catch him off guard. Based on Zhuge Qingtian’s understanding of his younger brother, he wouldn’t sincerely cooperate with the Heavenly Dao Alliance. Since his only goal is to obtain the power of the three Ghost Gods, he would never reveal the Ghost Goddess’s whereabouts to anyone. The reason he hasn’t acted these past few days is probably because he is coercing information from Lüling. The God of Lamentation’s reputation is too great, so he probably wants to obtain the Ghost Goddess’s power first before making a move, and then unify the Ghost Domain to seek revenge on the Demonic Cult.

The foundation of the Tian Shu Pavilion was laid by Zhao Huai’an. He knew very well which sects in the Heavenly Dao Alliance had early connections with the Tian Shu Pavilion. After discussing it with He Ku, he thoroughly identified the enemy’s location. Now, as planned, the God of Lamentation will go to rescue the God of Joy, He Huan and He Ku will deal with the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and Qian Ren will solve the problem of Zhao Jicheng in the palace under the guise of seeking revenge for the Demonic Cult.

The martial world is not the government. Both the righteous and demonic paths tacitly agree that sects should not interfere with personal grudges. The Heavenly Dao Alliance requires a legitimate reason for everything. Any large-scale battle must have the approval of more than half of the sects before force can be used. In this way, this matter can be resolved peacefully, right?

“The Taiqing Sect, which is imprisoning the God of Joy, and a righteous sect with no evidence of interfering in the Ghost Domain—the difference between these two is enough to affect the Heavenly Dao Alliance’s decision. Jicheng couldn’t have failed to think of this. He deliberately left the Taiqing Sect with a handle.”

These words revealed the other party’s thoughts. Zhuge Qingtian didn’t know what kind of mood he should use to face this younger brother. The more rationally he looked at it, the more flaws he found in Zhao Jicheng. And these were all things he had the opportunity to correct but had ignored.

Zhao Huai’an believed that an elder brother was like a father. Even if he was only a year older, an older brother is an older brother. Therefore, even in the most difficult times, he gritted his teeth to protect his younger brother, wanting to shield him from all the storms and let him see the most beautiful scenery, wanting him to be the happiest person in the world.

Even if the facts eventually proved that this was only wishful thinking on his part, Zhuge Qingtian still felt somewhat sentimental for his past self, watching that person approach his end. He could only sigh at the palace gate, “I know that his life in exile has made him distrust others, but I didn’t expect that he doesn’t even trust me.”

After all, they were brothers who relied on each other when they were alive. Qian Ren originally wanted to handle it himself so that Zhuge Qingtian could rest for a few days. He didn’t want this person to experience any more sadness, and he was capable of solving everything alone.

However, this disciple had never listened much since they first met. Since he insisted on following, Qian Ren could only avoid talking about the past. He told him calmly the message from the flying sword, “Master said that the Heavenly Dao Alliance has been dealt with, and it has been confirmed that no righteous sect will interfere again.”

The most troublesome thing in this matter is the Heavenly Dao Alliance. The entire body is affected by a single move of its parts. If the Ghost Domain really goes to war with the human world, even if the Xuan Sect knows the truth, they can’t watch the flames of war spread to the common people. They must first eliminate the Ghost Domain to calm the public’s hearts. The Heavenly Dao Alliance has the authority to command all the righteous sects in the world. At least eighty percent of the powerful cultivators in the martial world obey their command. In terms of direct confrontation, no force can match them.

Fortunately, Sword Master He Ku has a very high reputation in the righteous path, and almost all the righteous sects respect him immensely. It wouldn’t be difficult to resolve the conflict within the Heavenly Dao Alliance. Knowing this, it was truly astonishing that it only took one day to settle these several sizable righteous sects. Zhuge Qingtian couldn’t understand it, and exclaimed, “So fast? What methods did Grandmaster use?”

“Junior Master persuaded the Boundless Sword Palace and the Golden Core Immortal Sect to close their mountains for quiet cultivation through debate. As for others who were unwilling to stop, Master stripped them of their clothes and recorded their images with a recording stone, threatening that if they didn’t listen, he would paint them into erotic pictures and make them famous throughout the world.”

“Hahaha, they want to eliminate ghosts and gods only to win fame in the martial world, isn’t this perfect for them!”

It was already amazing enough that He Ku could resolve the issue of two large sects through debate alone, but He Huan’s method was truly unreasonable. It was indeed worthy of his reputation as the number one on the martial world’s wanted list for a century. It seems that his bounty would increase again after this incident. Although he knew that the most fundamental reason why the two were able to be so successful was still that the Xuan Sect was powerful, Zhuge Qingtian couldn’t help but laugh out loud. He had a new understanding of He Huan’s rogue tactics in his heart.

Seeing that he finally had some joy, Qian Ren, though without any change on his face, relaxed a lot. He glanced at the letter and felt somewhat speechless. After thinking for a while, he said with a slight toothache, “Junior Master said that their eyes were injured, so they decided to take a bath to wash their eyes. They probably won’t be back today. This place will be left to us.”

As for He Huan’s following sentence, “Don’t send any messages unless necessary, you know the consequences of disturbing Master’s ‘hmm hm’,” Qian Ren felt that the meaning behind the words ‘hmm hm’ was quite harsh to him, who was still forced to cultivate quietly. After thinking about it, he didn’t mention this improper instruction in front of Zhuge Qingtian. After all, he was different from He Huan and still cared about his image.

It actually takes a whole day, are demon cultivators that powerful?

Of course, Zhuge Qingtian was not naive enough to think that those two needed a day to take a bath. However, as a former righteous path cultivator, he was still a little taken aback when he heard this. Looking again at Qian Ren, who was much more robust than He Huan, he couldn’t help but worry and touch his non-existent kidneys. He should have let Yu Qing study his liver back then; what should he do now?

Qian Ren didn’t expect his needless worry. Seeing that his expression had improved, he took the initiative to walk into the palace gate, only saying, “Anyway, as long as we don’t confront the Heavenly Dao Alliance directly, the rest is just the finishing touches.”

Since they had come here, it was impossible to let the enemy go. Zhuge Qingtian knew that Qian Ren was taking the lead because he didn’t want to make things difficult for him. Although his heart was moved, he eventually pulled the man back. “Master, can you leave this place to me?”

This matter seemed simple, but it was actually related to the survival of the Ghost Domain. Once the Heavenly Dao Alliance fought with the Ghost Gods, countless people would die. Especially Zhao Jicheng, who had obtained the power of the God of Joy, if he escaped today, it would undoubtedly bring endless troubles in the future. Although Zhuge Qingtian possessed the power of the Ghost God, his identity was special. Letting him deal with Zhao Jicheng was undoubtedly risky. Qian Ren understood all these hidden dangers, but when Zhuge Qingtian made the request, he just asked faintly, “Can you really do it?”

“If I do it, that would be the best ending for him.”

He spoke these words softly, looking down at his palm. It was Zhao Huai’an’s hand from his youth, fair and slender as if it could only hold a pen. Only he knew how many people this hand had killed and how many secret martial world orders it had written. Now, it was also this hand that would take the life of his own brother.

Zhao Jicheng had laid too large of a net this time. The contract of the Book of Heaven Without Words could only be broken by death. In order to regain the power of the God of Joy, the God of Lamentation would never let him go. The righteous sects value reputation most of all, and those sects that participated in the Ghost Domain plan would not let him, who knew the truth, leave alive. Even if there were none of them, He Huan would not allow anyone who disturbed the peace of the world to live. The Demonic Cult would not let go of this old foe that they have a deep-seated grudge with… He would have a bad end if he fell into anyone’s hands. Only if Zhuge Qingtian took the action himself, could he at least let his younger brother disappear painlessly.

A person who is full of suspicion and always has ill intentions towards others will not be trusted. Zhao Jicheng had lived in the martial world for much longer than Zhao Huai’an, but looking back at the righteous and evil forces of the martial world, he had no friends.

Zhao Jicheng was most fortunate to have two relatives who were willing to support him. Unfortunately, this one good thing was also destroyed by his own hands.

Although Zhuge Qingtian didn’t speak about their past in detail, Qian Ren had vaguely guessed the past of these two brothers from the scattered words he had heard over these past few days. Qian Ren had no siblings. His only friend was You Jiang. When internal strife broke out within the Demonic Cult, that person did nothing but enter closed-door cultivation to transcend the tribulation. This was expressing his trust in him, the Great Protector, through his actions. So, Qian Ren, not wanting to betray this trust, had chosen to travel. Qian Ren didn’t know what the situation of the Tian Shu Pavilion was, but he was very clear that any sect leader must have several subordinates who could entrust their lives to him. No matter how righteous or evil they are, a single person cannot support a force.

Zhao Jicheng had never regarded Zhao Huai’an as someone he could trust, but in the beginning, Zhao Huai’an probably regarded this brother as his right-hand man. Could he really allow this kind of person to disappear completely?

Forget it, even if he could not bring himself to do it in the end, he would come to remedy everything, anyway, he was used to playing the villain role.

Qian Ren has always been calm in his actions and never considered personal feelings when assigning tasks. But this time, he didn’t adopt the safest plan. He only patted the young man on the shoulder, and, as always, took everything upon himself, “Do what you want, you don’t need to worry about anything else, I will always be behind you.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t back down. I also have to let master see how amazing I am.”

Zhuge Qingtian was no longer a simple country boy. He knew that Qian Ren was fulfilling himself for the sake of the future of the Demonic Cult. Because of this, he couldn’t let the man down.

With the power of the Ghost God completely released, the blood-red baleful aura slowly spread out in the air like thick ink. All the scenery was depicted into a coquettish red. Stepping into the familiar palace step by step on this painting, the God of Joy and Sorrow finally officially entered this martial world he was once so familiar with.

The author has something to say: He Huan: Start a war? It’s impossible to start a war. If anyone dares to start a war, I will draw a book about them. The Heavenly Dao Alliance: Trash command. If you don’t start a war, don’t stop us. Bounty him! The Demonic Cult Elders: Hmm, why is He Huan’s bounty increased again? Never mind, take my private money. Let me round it up for him! GM He Ku: Should I tell them that I am in charge of keeping the bounty money…

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