Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

Lin Qiye: (ー_ー)!!

"Think about it, if I and Nyx fall in love and get together, she'll have to marry into our family, right? According to our Great Xia customs, she'll become a goddess in our Great Xia."

"As a god of the Great Xia, shouldn't she protect the Great Xia? Does this mean we Night Watchmen have gained another supreme god-like warrior?"

"I'm doing all this for the safety of the people of Great Xia. Protecting Great Xia is everyone's responsibility. What does it matter if I suffer some heartache for the future of Great Xia?"

"I leave the light to you young people. I wish you all a bright future. I'm going to pursue the darkness."

"Seven Nights, give me a chance?" Gu Tianchen said with a grin.

Lin Qiye held his forehead, feeling utterly hopeless.

Destroy it, I'm tired. If this kid gets killed by Nyx, he won't stop him!

"Think about it,"

Let her sign her divine status to our Great Xia.

We danced the cha-cha under the moonlight.

If you call me "stepfather" again, you little brat!

The strength of our family of three

Even Zeus was terrified!

"How was my freestyle?" Gu Tianchen asked with a smile.

Unable to bear it any longer, Lin Qiye decided to take matters into his own hands, and a wave of extreme darkness instantly spread out.

A hint of night appeared on Gu Tianchen's lips.

"Huh?!"

"Whoo~"

Lin Qiye breathed a long sigh of relief; the world was finally quiet again.

He jumped downstairs to sleep, quite satisfied. The night was supposed to be this quiet.

"Waaaaah (Lin Qiye), &％$&$@×!!! (Are you a sore loser?!)"

……

Hundreds of kilometers away from Cangnan City.

On the vast and surging Yangtze River, a horse-drawn carriage speeds along the turbulent waters.

"I should play along and pretend I didn't see it."

"Forcing the person who loves you most to perform an impromptu act~"

The boy driving the car suddenly received a call on his phone. After answering, they chatted briefly.

"Master Chen, the commander called to say that the god in Cangnan has left, and we don't need to go there."

"Gone? You come and go as you please? Walking your dog here in the middle of the night?" An old voice, filled with a strong sense of morning grumpiness, came from inside the carriage.

"Ahem...Master, you just accidentally...it seems you insulted yourself," the carriage attendant whispered a reminder.

"Cough cough... The old man is already feeling light, and this whole ordeal has made me confused." The Master said, realizing what had happened.

"Should we still go?"

“Turn around, turn around right now. I never want to go to that godforsaken place, Cangnan, again in my life.”

"Who exactly is in Cangnan that makes you so wary?" the driver asked curiously.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, just focus on driving your horse," Master Chen said irritably.

The carriage left a magnificent drift on the Yangtze River as it headed north.

Holy crap!

A gasp came from inside the carriage.

"Master, you are a scholar, be mindful of your image," the driver reminded him.

"Watch out, you big dummy! Next time you drift, can't you at least tell me before you do it? I just spilled all the tea I brewed down my pants!"

Driver: You were wrong, you'll do it again next time...

……

Training camp, canteen.

"Phew, I'm exhausted from running! Where's my meat bun?" Baili Pangpang, who had been punished for running laps, ran in full of anticipation.

"You're too late, he's already eaten you." Lin Qiye looked at Gu Tianchen opposite him.

"Gu Tianchen, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Oh, it's just four steamed buns, no big deal, just wait."

Gu Tianchen went straight to the kitchen and chatted with Old Sun with a big smile. He then carried two steaming baskets of buns over and placed them on the table.

"What secrets do you have about that old man?" Lin Qiye asked.

"Tsk, why do you always judge others by your own petty standards? We're friends despite our age difference, you socially awkward wouldn't understand," Gu Tianchen said, rolling his eyes.

"The New Year is almost here, when do we get a holiday?" Baili Pangpang asked while eating.

"You're overthinking it. We're under closed management; we don't give holidays," Lin Qiye said.

"The Spring Festival is a traditional festival of the Great Xia Dynasty, how could we not have a holiday? Why don't we make a bet?" Gu Tianchen deliberately set a trap.

"What are we betting on?" Lin Qiye asked.

Chapter 43 My Rules Are Rules

"Have a holiday?"

"The training camp is a closed training program, and there has never been a precedent of taking a holiday during the Chinese New Year."

"Captain Chen, you also came from here, you should understand this rule."

In the instructor's office, Yuan Gang looked at Chen Muyi, who had come to request a holiday for the new recruits during the Chinese New Year.

click!

Sitting in the chair, Chen Muye placed his knife on Yuan Gang's desk.

“In Cangnan, my rules are the rules.”

Chen Muyi slowly stood up, his eyes sharp and cold, his body radiating a faint, eerie chill, like Yama, the King of Hell who controls life and death and suppresses all ghosts in the underworld.

"I'm informing you, not requesting you."

Yuan Gang looked at the imposing Chen Muye with a worried expression.

So many years have passed, and this person's temperament is still so stubborn. His aura as a Sichuan Realm cultivator actually suppressed my own Sea Realm cultivation.

No wonder he was the infamous Black Impermanence back then.

"Captain Chen, this is putting me in a difficult position."

"If you don't give us a holiday, things will become even more difficult."

"What do you mean?"

“A lot of rats have recently infiltrated Cangnan. Guess what they’re after?” Chen Muye said coldly.

"Targeting...the training camp?" Yuan Gang narrowed his eyes.

"Do you know how much the head of that young master of the Baili family is worth on the black market?"

Chen Muyi slowly stretched out his hand, making the shape of the number "eight".

"Eight million?"

Chen Muye shook his head.

Eighty million?

Chen Muye shook his head again.

“Eight hundred million,” Chen Muye said, “eight small goals in life, enough to make some people gamble everything.”

"What's more, there are two agents of the two gods in your training camp. Those mad dogs from the Ancient God Church will come as soon as they smell it."

Yuan Gang's eyes turned cold. "The training camp is heavily fortified and guarded. Do you think they would dare to launch a direct attack?!"

"Are you so confident that the training camp is a solid unit, without any traitors planted by the Ancient God Church beforehand?" Chen Muye asked with a smile.

"What do you mean!"

A hint of anger appeared on Yuan Gang's face.

"Never underestimate the temptation of profit, and never have too much faith in the steadfastness of human nature. I have said before that 800 million is enough to make a gambler risk everything."

“Even if your instructors are united, don’t forget that the Ancient God Church has many agents of evil gods. They have plenty of power and means to bewitch people,” Chen Muye reminded him.

"Heh, it sounds like our training camp is beset by internal and external troubles, surrounded by enemies on all sides?" Yuan Gang asked with a cold laugh.

"It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. The training camp is too big a target. My suggestion is to break it up into smaller groups and disperse the new recruits during the holidays."

"Their target is Gu Tianchen, Lin Qiye, and the others. This way, we can concentrate our defenses and set a trap to lure these rats hiding in the sewers out, then wipe them all out in one fell swoop," Chen Muye said, tapping the table.

Yuan Gang thought about it for a moment and felt that Chen Muye's suggestion was good.

"Okay, we'll do it your way."

Chen Muye took his knife back from the table and prepared to leave.

He had only taken a few steps when he stopped again and turned to look at Yuan Gang.

Yuan Gang looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong, Captain Chen? Is there anything else you want to add?"

"Tell Shaopingge what I need and ask him to prepare it as soon as possible. I'm in a hurry and need it urgently."

After Chen Muyi finished speaking earnestly, he left behind a dashing figure.

……

"Damn it, he needs it urgently? He wants me to get it ready right away?! Listen to that, is that how he begs for something?!"