What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

I don't know how much time has passed.

The electric light that was floating in the air dissipated.

Gu Yuqiu appeared.

A dark figure followed.

Gu Yuqiu stood there, looking down at her own body, and said softly, "What a pity."

The original voice did not sound again.

“Lu Xiu has good talent and is very good at hunting. Your choice is correct.”

Gu Yuqiu looked up at the dark figure that was no more than a meter away from her and said, "But I've already thought about how to deal with him."

Sometime later, she found herself holding a sword, which seemed to belong to Shen Muchan.

The sword plunged into the shadowy figure's body.

More accurately, the shadowy figure deliberately ran into the sword's edge and stabbed itself.

The shadowy figure's hand stretched forward, like a sharp blade, but it stopped at Gu Yuqiu's heart, just a hair's breadth away, no more than ten centimeters long.

"It's remarkable, but it's a pity..."

The dark figure withdrew his right hand, grasped the sword blade piercing his chest, and slowly pushed it outward, saying, "...I am not Lu Xiu, you can't kill me like this."

Gu Yuqiu smiled and said, "But Lin Mushi has already woken up. Do you still want to continue?"

Chapter 173: Chapter Twenty-One - Unchanged Forever

Gu Yuqiu is a very selfish person.

The night before she left Xinchu, she confided in Songtang that no matter how much she liked someone, it would never turn into love.

She only loves herself.

Sacrifice, martyrdom, giving up one's life for righteousness, or courting death—none of these things could happen to her because she cherished her life.

So of course she had considered what would happen if someone else tried to kill her, and how she could survive when Su Yan, Song Tang, and even Shen Muchan were not around.

This has nothing to do with today's events; it's not that she foresaw everything in advance.

No matter who tries to kill her, even if it's Su Yan, it will trigger her final trump card.

—The Awakening of Lin Mu's Poetry.

In fact, this was the situation Gu Yuqiu least wanted to see. Just as she told Songtang, Lin Mushi's awakening would bring her countless uncertainties.

She always considered herself a simple person, not good at scheming, and with a pure heart.

She didn't want to face these foreseeable uncertainties and create unnecessary trouble, so she made the decision to put Lin Mushi into a deep sleep.

But things have ultimately come to this point.

What she didn't expect was that the change came so quickly, before the end of winter was even over and early spring was still far away.

That's probably how things are in the world.

It's never been as one wishes.

As Gu Yuqiu pondered these matters, a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions) arose within her, and she uttered those words with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chu did not remain silent for long. His reaction was surprisingly calm as he looked quietly into her eyes, his tone mirroring her composure.

“I believe my decision is correct, and more importantly, if I don’t do it, no one else will.”

Yuan Chu laughed and said to her, "In that case, how can I back down at a time like this?"

Gu Yuqiu's smile faded, and she sighed, "What I hate most are martyrs, especially something as unkillable as you."

The conversation ended there.

He first grasped that longsword.

Gu Yuqiu turned away, but did not loosen his grip on the sword hilt.

The sword's edge was not the hilt, so there was no point of leverage. In just a moment, a narrow slit appeared in the shadowy figure's body, from which mist escaped.

Just as Gu Yuqiu's figure was about to vanish and disappear to an unknown destination, the mist remaining on the sword's edge suddenly underwent a tremendous change.

The deep mist transformed into several ropes, winding upwards along the sword's edge, like lush green vines growing vigorously on a wooden frame.

"I've already been stabbed by you."

Yuan Chu looked into her eyes and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

As they spoke, the mist, like ropes, had already bound the longsword, extending to Gu Yuqiu's right hand, intending to tie her to the spot and prevent her from leaving.

Gu Yuqiu remained expressionless, as if unaware that if she didn't leave and avoid the ropes formed from the mist, things would become extremely awkward.

Even though no one can see the scene in the virtual realm at this moment.

She didn't let go, her gaze fixed on the beginning of the rope, and blinked.

The next moment, the rope suddenly lost its power and dissipated like smoke.

This is the authority of the Lord of Sleep, who controls the connections of all things in the world. The ropes originate from the shadow's body and are not a single, unified entity.

Then she can naturally disconnect the connection.

As the fog dissipated, the primordial voice rang out: "Now, can you still walk?"

Gu Yuqiu lowered his hand, the sword blade pointing diagonally at the ground, and calmly said, "It's no use."

"Then let's go."

A dark figure slowly emerged from the mist and stood before Gu Yuqiu, saying to her, "Try to survive until Lin Mushi arrives."

……

……

Beyond the illusory realm.

After hearing those words, Lu Xiu fell silent and didn't speak for a long time.

The old director smiled, stopped looking at him, and turned to walk towards the edge of the rooftop.

As his footsteps sounded, countless dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, obscuring the last ray of sunlight and surrounding the illusory area.

Lu Xiu frowned subconsciously as he watched this scene, thinking to himself, "Are you going to go all out?"

At the very moment he had this idea, a torrential downpour began.

The sky and earth suddenly became blurred.

Countless raindrops blocked the view, blown by the gale into the void, landing on that invisible wall and making a continuous tinkling sound.

The extraordinary beings gathered outside the illusory realm, seeing the sudden change in the weather, guessed who had made the move and were shocked, wondering what was going on.

They turned around and looked around at the tall buildings, searching for the old director's figure.

Suddenly.

The torrential rain stopped, and countless rain lines hung in the sky, independent of each other, yet arranged in an orderly fashion.

then.

All the raindrops that had stopped falling were compressed and deformed inward under the influence of that almost divine will, and then rushed toward that invisible wall.

Snapped!

When countless raindrops, condensed to their maximum intensity, collide with the wall, they shatter but do not disappear; instead, they instantly transform into snowflakes.

In just a few seconds, the previously empty wall was suddenly covered with a layer of snow, radiating an endless chill.

The chill spread in all directions, and the temperature in Tokyo dropped by ten degrees Celsius. A thin layer of ice rose in the adjacent Tokyo Bay, and frost appeared on all the buildings at an extremely fast speed.

Those extraordinary individuals qualified to remain near the Void Realm and watch this battle are all true powerhouses, unaffected by changes in temperature.

However, the scene still made them feel cold all over, and like ordinary people, they shrank their shoulders and trembled slightly involuntarily.

Amidst the wind, rain, frost, and snow, several people emerged, looked at the old bureau chief standing at the edge of a building, and shouted a sentence to him with all their might!

Have you forgotten the sacred treaty?

These sounds were extremely loud, piercing through the vast rain and snow, and reaching everyone's ears.

The people who spoke were all extraordinary individuals from Yingzhou, representing the local forces.

The world was completely silent, and the sound of rain and snow falling was even clearer.

No one answers this question, no one dares to answer this question, and no one is qualified to answer this question.

Su Yan, the only person in the entire Yingzhou who was qualified to argue with the old director, had not yet appeared.

Lu Xiu looked at that aged figure and wondered what he was thinking.

The Sacred Covenant is simple: those who have reached the fifth rank of transcendent beings can no longer use their power at will, lest they cause irreparable damage.

Crimson is wanted by various countries because it violated this regulation by causing great damage to the local environment during a battle, almost permanently altering the landscape.

Official powerhouses like Lu Xiu need to be especially careful about this, and must carefully consider every move they make to avoid causing conflict.

From this perspective, the former director's blatant actions on foreign soil, causing a phenomenon akin to a natural disaster, will have an immeasurable impact.

Perhaps thinking about these issues, he simply remained silent, staring at the snow-covered wall, waiting for the moment it would break.

The sound of shattering rang out, but it was barely noticeable amidst the rain and snow.

Along with this came another female voice.

"Mr. Xu...isn't what you're doing inappropriate?"

Upon hearing this, the old director looked to the side and said expressionlessly, "Gu Yuqiu has not resigned; she is still an advisor to the Special Affairs Bureau. As her superior, and with her life in danger, are you asking me to turn a blind eye?"

The speaker slowly walked out of the wind and snow, came into the sky, and looked at the old director.

Lu Xiu recognized the person and was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, "Is your injury healed?"

In this world, there are only a handful of people who are worthy of Director Xu's attention.

What appears now is naturally Stardew.

Unlike the battle with Xin Chu, she has arrived in her true form this time, not as a projection.