Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

Meanwhile, in Qingzhou, Zaishan's forces did not encounter any powerful or stubborn forces. Even the only force capable of resisting, the Langya Gang, seemed to have given up. The progress was incredibly smooth.

Of course, there was also bad news.

The agent of the Celestial Venerable of Killing to Attain the Dao entered the territory of Qingzhou a few days ago.

The maidservants expressed their annoyance at the representatives of the four gods.

This is not only because these four guys, when they were in the Jiuyi Sect, used the name of the gods to suppress the guardians and extort benefits from them, but also because their ability to become the agents of the Four Gods shows that they are the same kind of beings as the Four Gods.

Take, for example, the agent of this Heavenly Venerable who attained enlightenment through killing. He was extremely bloodthirsty and loved fighting.

Relying on the protection of the gods, he dared to provoke the guardians of the meridians at will, wishing he could fight them to the death.

The guardians usually ignored him, but Ji Chengshuo showed interest. No one knew about their duel that night; all they knew was that the next day, before this proxy ever challenged the guardians, he would first ask Ji Chengshuo to sit down.

The maid thought with disdain, "A coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

If it weren't for the fact that his power was truly disgusting, and that the Heavenly Venerable of Killing and Attaining Dao behind him was not someone to be trifled with, the maid would have slapped him to death long ago.

Moreover, she also knew why the agent of the Killing and Proving Heavenly Venerable was so eager to enter Qingzhou at this time.

Firstly, they feared that the Zai Shan Mai would demand higher prices from the Heavenly Venerable. Secondly, once the Gui Xu merger was completed, the world origin of Qingzhou would be seized by the Four Gods to further their own creation of small worlds. At that time, whoever's agent could make contact first would be able to share in the greater benefits later.

However, Zaishanmai has only completed the first stage of progress so far. This is why the other three gods' agents have not made any moves. They are either carrying out their own plans or strategizing for the future. Not everyone is like the Heavenly Venerable's agents, who come and go all in as soon as they see the first stage.

Regardless, the arrival of the Celestial Venerable's representative in Qingzhou also means that Qingzhou will be plunged into bloodshed.

This is troublesome.

The agents of Zaishanmai and the Four Gods exchanged glances, but they had not yet made up their minds to side with any particular deity. They had indeed received benefits from the Heavenly Venerable, but that did not mean they had joined him.

In order to preserve the lifeblood, the maid had to consider more. If the four gods were all after the origin of the world, then this thing should not be traded away easily.

At least judging from the price that the Celestial Venerable is offering to the Zaishan lineage, it's not enough.

"My lord, the invasion of the Nether Sea has reached about halfway. Should we really stop?"

"Okay, let's stop for now."

The maidservant used a talisman to give instructions to the disciples of Zaishanmai.

"Set up barriers around the earth veins and prevent anyone from getting close, whether they are local forces in Qingzhou or outside forces. If the Celestial Venerable's representative comes, notify me immediately."

Waiting for a higher price is not enough.

The maid must accurately predict the situation in order to ensure that the Zaishan lineage can land smoothly in the future.

They lack the understanding of history that the Su Xian lineage possesses, as well as the terrifying combat power of the Cheng Shuo lineage protectors. In terms of the strength of their powers, they are even inferior to the other lineage protectors. All they possess is [history].

Even so, that's enough. History records everything and is an indispensable part of the new world.

The handmaid determined that the four gods needed this as the foundation of the new world, but their offers were all low, which displeased her.

We need to find a way to get them to pay a high price...

The maid tapped her fingers on the table, lost in thought...

At this moment, the young girl Qing Zaishan walked to the maid's side with a yawn, her afternoon nap time was over: "Good afternoon."

The maid patted her head: "Good afternoon, sir."

She picked up the young girl, Qing Zai Shan, and stroked her head like a mother would, without telling her about her current troubles.

There are some things that are not suitable for a young girl to handle, such as dealing with the Four Gods' agents. If possible, the maid would prefer to handle them on her own.

But to everyone's surprise, the girl said something astonishing: "He's here."

"Who?"

"Lu Yueyuan, the man who carries the heavy burden of history, has arrived in Qingzhou."

There's more than one troublesome person here.

Originally, what the Zaishan lineage wanted to do in Qingzhou was very simple: first, to control the earth vein energy of Qingzhou; second, to analyze the origin of the world and, if possible, to control it as much as possible, in order to help Qing Zaishan expand her power.

To be honest, the maid didn't consider the local forces and deities of Qingzhou a problem at all, so she felt that after that meeting with the Langya Gang, all she had to do was focus on converting the earth's ley line energy...

As a result, the Celestial Venerable's representative arrived, as did the sect leader's lineage.

Unlike the young girl Qing Zai Shan, the maid had limited powers and was therefore unaware of what the girl meant by bearing a heavy history.

She just felt troubled, very troubled.

Admittedly, the protectors don't take the sect leader's lineage seriously at the moment, but that's only in private, among family members. To outsiders, the sect leader's lineage is still the face of the Jiuyi Sect and a symbol of its unity.

Each person is betting on the four gods in secret, and it is far from time to relax. The peace on the surface must be maintained.

The maid didn't want to cause any more trouble, especially with the three local forces in Qingzhou.

"We must calm him down first. Can you sense his presence, sir?" the maid asked.

“In the Mo family’s territory… there are too many barriers there, I can only see the traces he left behind, that is his own history…” the girl said, “However, the Celestial Venerable’s representative is also nearby.”

This has turned a problem into a big problem.

The maid rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. If she remembered correctly, Lu Yueyuan of the sect leader's lineage and the Heavenly Venerable's proxy seemed to be at odds.

If Su Zhaoran investigates further and uncovers the truth behind the former sect leader's death, things will become complicated.

Of course, there is also the worst-case scenario: the Langya Gang might use this incident to get involved. The maid is not afraid of the Langya Gang, nor does she even care about the Hermit Hermit. But if things get chaotic, she won't be able to develop in peace and wait for a good price to sell.

We need to find a way to deal with this.

"grown ups."

"Ok?"

"Please be prepared. I want to see if you are capable of absorbing and transforming the earth vein energy of Qingzhou at your current level."

Chapter 78: Prelude to the Storm

Arrogantly, she opened her eyes to find it was already broad daylight. She stretched and got up; the night's meditation hadn't left her feeling tired, but rather refreshed.

"Oh dear, where is everyone?" Only then did she realize that the huge fortress had disappeared.

She had been cultivating near the abandoned town last night, partly to avoid disturbing the two people sleeping, and partly to keep watch. However, she was surprised to find the fortress gone when she woke up. She then discovered that Lu Yueyuan had left her a message from the Phantom Gathering.

[Plans have changed]

[I plan to go to the Mo family's territory with Jealousy. Gluttony is in your hands. I've already contacted Hermit Hermit. You and Gluttony can just wait for her here.]

[If you encounter a terrifying enemy, do not linger in battle. This magical artifact is for you; use it in a critical moment. The Holy Emperor and I will arrive at your side immediately.]

Has the plan changed? So hastily.

This guy really does whatever comes to mind. Arrogantly, she put on the bracelet that Lu Yueyuan had prepared for her and left the Phantom Gathering.

Suddenly, she was all alone, and no one was there to lecture her anymore. Ao Man suddenly felt a little lonely.

In the past, she was the one who made all the decisions in the Seven Deadly Sins organization. She was in charge of this and that, and she had to make plans and plan for the whole country. Now that Lu Yueyuan has joined, she has naturally become the second-in-command in the organization. She does whatever the boss says. Lu Yueyuan makes the decisions on the big picture. After he gives the orders, Pride will then consider and execute them.

This feeling wasn't unpleasant, after all, the Holy Emperor was indeed willing to communicate with them, his followers, wasn't he? Before, Arrogance could only sense the Holy Emperor, but now, because of Lu Yueyuan, she could have a real conversation with him. So she wasn't actually very resistant to Lu Yueyuan; she thought it was good and agreed with what Lu Yueyuan said—not to involve others.

But why did this guy suddenly break his promise? Wasn't she supposed to be his closest comrade-in-arms? How come he just woke up one night and took away his jealousy without a word?

She returned to the place where she had previously been at the fortress, and sure enough, Gluttony was there packing things and preparing breakfast.

"Boss, are you done cultivating? Do you want to eat some spiritual food to replenish your energy?" Gluttony asked.

When she woke up after a good night's sleep, she looked much more energetic. She even had a pot set up by the fire, with a pot of stewed meat simmering inside.

"They've already left? How disloyal! They didn't even tell me. Wow, it smells so good! What kind of meat is this?" Arrogant smelled the aroma of meat as soon as he stepped forward. Even though he had been fasting for many years, he was actually a little hungry at this moment.

“It was the Proxy who told us not to disturb you. He said you were in a state of enlightenment, which is very rare, so he arranged for me to wait for you here.” Gluttony magically produced a bowl and ladled soup for her. “This is white-feathered chicken meat. The Proxy said this can relieve the mental fatigue brought on by enlightenment, so he specially asked me to prepare it for you.”

"You actually listen to him."

"Hmm... Actually, that's what I think too, because white-feathered chicken does have that effect." Gluttony handed over the broth, which smelled delicious. The broth was shiny and looked like a bowl of porridge, with small pieces of chicken and some tofu and vegetable leaves in it.

Arrogantly took it and slurped it all up in no time.

"So delicious... I'd like another bowl." Arrogance didn't hold back in praising Gluttony's cooking skills. This guy is really good at cooking. It's such a good deal for the disciples of the Nine Yi Sect to have him work as a canteen auntie.

“One bowl should be enough. You only need a little to replenish your energy. Too much of anything is bad,” said Gluttony. “Food is not good if you eat more. Only when you eat just the right amount of food can it have the desired effect.”

Arrogance doubted he'd heard correctly: "How strange, I can't believe I heard you say something like that. You eat without a care in the world. But you cooked such a big pot and only gave me a bowl. Are you going to eat the rest yourself?"

“The rest is mine. That brat is right. White-feathered chicken can restore energy and even repair the fatigue of the soul, but eating too much is definitely not good.” The hermit lay on the roof of a tiled house, drinking soup as he spoke. “I have reached the state of oneness with the Tao, so it doesn’t matter if I eat too much, but you can’t, so I suggest you listen to that child.”

"Wow, so you've already arrived!!" Arrogance was startled, and only then did she see the Hermit Hermit above. She started to complain about Lu Yueyuan again. He left without saying a word, and now he made her come into contact with such a powerful person. Why don't you give her a mission?

“I arrived a long time ago. Lu Yueyuan left after I arrived. After all, you entered a state of enlightenment, and you can’t do it without someone protecting you.” The recluse slurped up the meat soup in her bowl. She didn’t even need to hand the bowl over to refill it; with a snap of her fingers, the meat soup in the pot automatically flew into her bowl.

"If you're so capable, you could just eat it straight from the pot," he said arrogantly, squinting his eyes. "Why bother ladling the broth into a bowl?"

Her heart was in turmoil. So that was the reason they didn't call her?

“Oh dear, we must be polite. Eating like that is so barbaric,” said the recluse. “I am, after all, a follower of etiquette, and I must set an example for my disciples.”

"I can't tell. By the way, what are we going to do next?" Arrogantly asked. She knew that Lu Yueyuan hadn't given her any specific instructions, so he must have already handed things over to the Hermit Hermit. She just needed to let things take their course.

"Your executor said to ask me to find you a good place with good food and drinks. I've been thinking about it, and my academy is quite nice. Why don't you and this child come to my place?"

"You wouldn't have her cook for your disciples, would you?" Arrogance still squinted.

"Hahaha..." The recluse looked away.

"You really have this plan?! No way, I won't allow it. This child needs to cultivate himself, what kind of behavior is it for him to go to your academy to cook?"

"Look at you, so impatient. When did I ever force her to cook? Fine, fine, you two can just stay here and eat and drink well, is that alright?"

"Actually, I can cook..." Binge eating whispered.

“Sure, we’re all fine with it, but judging from your expression, it seems we, your agents, have made some kind of deal with you, haven’t we?” Arrogance glared at Gluttony, then looked at Hermit.

“Hmm…” The hermit’s expression suddenly became complicated. It was hard to imagine that such a complex expression would appear on the face of a powerful person who had achieved oneness with the Dao.

“As you know, I am different from the Jiuyi Sect. That deity is not taboo to me, so I never reject cooperation with you, and this time is no exception,” said the Hermit.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Arrogance sensed something was wrong.

"...I think you can probably guess that I've been your natural ally ever since you started targeting Ming Huaiwei," said the Hermit Hermit. "But this time, the agreement between Lu Yueyuan and me isn't about dealing with Qing Zaishan."

"What he agreed with me was that he was willing to work with me to resolve the crisis that Qingzhou was about to face."

Chapter 79: System, how can I let go of this so-called love?

Lu Yueyuan stood atop the moving fortress. For a fleeting moment, he felt a sense of disorientation—was this a fortress or a Gundam? Why was it moving here like a giant? If the Holy Emperor's sword could transform because it was human, then what was this fortress all about?

"What an ingenious method. Even if it works because of the Immortal Diagram, it's still very difficult for you to have this kind of thinking." Lu Yueyuan looked at Jealousy.

"My Lord Agent, can I understand that you are praising me? Hehe, thank you for the compliment!" Jealousy sat on the railing, her two bare white legs swinging back and forth. They were truly long and fair legs, which shimmered like jewels in the sunlight.

"I suppose so. Your thinking is very advanced; I'm even surprised that you would have such an idea. However, I can understand why you've neglected your cultivation. Given enough good materials, you could definitely build mechanical creations with even greater combat power."

Jealousy rested her chin on her hand: "Hmm, well said, but Proxy, shouldn't we stop discussing combat strength now? You're making me feel like you have absolutely no interest in me."

Lu Yueyuan frowned slightly. The word "jealousy" was very ambiguous, and her actions became bolder. At least Lu Yueyuan was certain that yesterday she was wearing only ordinary cloth clothes, not the white dress she was wearing now.

“My interest in you stems largely from your ideas,” Lu Yueyuan said.

"The Agent isn't telling the truth. Do you believe in love?" Jealousy retorted.

Lu Yueyuan shook his head. The long simulation had made him distrust this ethereal concept. In the past, he might have longed for such a thing, but now, he didn't even feel it, let alone long for it.

"So-called love begins in three places: love at first sight, sudden realization, and separation by death," Jealousy said, gripping the railing and swinging his legs.

Lu Yueyuan fell silent. In that instant, many thoughts came to mind.

Back in the village, his favorite person to follow was Sister Yanzi. At that time, he had no memories of his past life, no system, and no simulated future. He just felt that being with Sister Yanzi was enough.

Being together means a lifetime. Young people don't think about that much; they just feel that they want to be with her for life.

Even though that person's thoughts may change in countless ways, I have already made up my mind.

Sometimes Lu Yueyuan would think that if the Demonic Sect hadn't come to destroy the village, if he had grown up peacefully, if he hadn't awakened his memories of his past life... then he would most likely have spent his life in the village with Sister Yanzi.

Who knows? For those simulating the future, it was a long time ago. Lu Yueyuan couldn't even remember his parents' faces, let alone Sister Yanzi's.

He had long forgotten her; only a faint impression remained in his mind.

That's how men are; the good and bad times of their early years become impressions, not detailed descriptions.

Despite his infatuation, he clung to those memories with unwavering devotion.