Chapter 410: Extremely Urgent, the Situation Changes Suddenly

Chapter 410: Extremely Critical, The Situation Changes Abruptly

After Richard finished the battle, Shang Baiyi immediately led the fully armed Blaze members to pour in and begin clearing out the entire vampire legion.

Chun Ya pulled out her communicator and kept snapping photos of Richard.

"Richard, pull out your sword and take a few more shots. I'm a frontline reporter now, for post-battle coverage."

Richard obligingly drew his sword. "Do you need me to strike a pose?"

Chun Ya hesitated for a moment, with a hint of hope. "Can you take off your clothes? Do everyone a favor. After all, you know how conservative the captain is."

Richard started unbuttoning his clothes without hesitation. "Of course."

A vein throbbed violently on Shang Baiyi's forehead. He covered Chun Ya's eyes and dragged her away.

He scolded with a condemning look, "You're the Pope, for crying out loud! Have some sense of decency!"

Richard spread his hands. "God’s love is for everyone. I'm doing this for the public good."

Chun Ya nodded vigorously. "Right, I'm doing this for the sake of all our sisters."

Shang Baiyi was furious. "What kind of situation is this?! Both of you, come and help now!"

After being chewed out so harshly, both of them quickly straightened up. "Yes, sorry."

....

Jiang Huaizhi followed behind the White Tiger. "Qi An and Mu Bai took the Jiang family's latest research results to the Azure Dragon Army and Vermilion Bird Army respectively to assist with internal purging. Thanks to timely detection, all infiltrators were taken down early, and the military crisis has been mostly resolved."

White Tiger: "To ensure the safety of World City residents, the various guard teams of the Secretariat are keeping the peace and cannot be mobilized.

Blaze needs to purge the vampire legions under Vlad and Chen Zhou while also mopping up Vlad's remnants in the royal court.

Outside the North Gate, the White Tiger and Falcon forces are laying down suppressing fire to pin down and tightly control the Black Tortoise's bone monster legion.

Inside the engagement banquet and the Chen family headquarters, Sirius, the Li family, and Shadow are conducting joint operations against the infiltrated Chen family.

Wu Yue, Shen Que, and Master Fu are confronting Chu Cixie head-on.

For now, the situation is still under control."

Suddenly, Jiang Huaizhi's communicator rang. He saw that Jiang Yuhua had sent him information about the fox spirit's conspiracy, along with the fact that a thousand children were being held hostage.

Jiang Huaizhi immediately passed this info to the White Tiger. Both their expressions changed instantly.

The White Tiger looked grave.

"It's not just a thousand children—it's also the thousands, even tens of thousands of families behind those children.

If the situation was still within our control before, once Chu Cixie plays this card as a last resort, the backlash from all those families...

The situation, which was still under our control, will instantly collapse!"

Jiang Huaizhi's tone was solemn. "If we can think of it, Wu Yue will definitely think of it too."

....

Outside World City, the roar and explosion of falling artillery shells echoed continuously, resonating with the artillery fire in Wang Guohua's communicator.

Chu Cixie looked at Wu Yue and suddenly let out a light laugh.

"Wu Yue, everything you're doing now is just stalling me."

No matter how absurd and rude you act, it's all just to provoke my anger and drag out this confrontation with me.

No matter how composed and effortless you appear, at this stage of the game, you’re already rattled.

But you can't let anyone notice, because you are their pillar. Once the commander loses composure, the entire army's morale will collapse.

You know very well that even if you can take all my pieces and see through all my schemes,

it’s too late now—the seeds have already sprouted.

This game was destined from the very beginning to be one you could never win."

Wu Yue delicately nestled into Shen Que's embrace, "Does he really think what he just said sounds cool?"

Shen Que immediately held her close and kissed her, "Don’t mind him. He’s old and can’t keep up with us youngsters."

Before Fu Yixue could even get flustered, she was caught completely off guard, "...Could you two consider that I’m also getting old?"

Wu Yue seriously suggested, "Aunt Fu, maybe you should let Yan Qi take over. I feel like your verbal sparring skills drop drastically when facing this old fossil."

Fu Yixue understood Wu Yue’s meaning—Chu Cixie held a completely different significance for their generation.

He had once led them and was their steadfast belief.

Fu Yixue couldn’t face him with a calm and steady state of mind. The conflicts Chu Cixie stirred back then had caused the deaths of her master and grandmaster.

Just knowing that Chu Cixie was the mastermind behind it all had already shaken her Daoist focus.

Fu Yixue slowly made her way over to Fu Yanqi and told him, "Yan Qi, it’s time for the Daoist sect to be passed into your hands."

Fu Yanqi nodded, "Yes, Grandmaster."

Fu Yanqi walked toward Chu Cixie, but Chu Cixie didn’t even look his way—didn’t give him so much as a glance.

In his eyes, the Daoist sect had been nearly wiped out in that battle years ago, leaving only a useless figurehead like Fu Yixue.

If he hadn’t sent the Grand Elder to help out of old sentiments, the Daoist sect would have vanished from the world long ago.

Some junior who’s still wet behind the ears has no right to act arrogantly in front of him.

Fu Yanqi said, "You seem to look down on me, but it doesn’t matter. To me, you’re not even worth a fart."

"If it weren’t for someone who is dead set on seeing you, I wouldn’t bother wasting my time with you."

Chu Cixie completely brushed off Fu Yanqi and turned to Wang Guohua, "There’s no need to waste any more time with them."

"Elder Chu, after all these years apart, won’t you even spare a moment to reminisce with Yiyang?"

Chu Cixie, who had remained expressionless just moments before, suddenly turned in surprise, his gaze falling on the sword in Fu Yanqi’s hand.

Hearing Fu Yiyang’s voice, Fu Yixue’s scalp prickled with shock. She whipped her head around to look at Fu Yanqi.

It was a broken sword, its blade shattered. It should have long lost its sword intent, scattered in a corner of the Climactic Battle, gathering dust with the passage of time.

But now, this broken blade was gleaming brilliantly, restored to life.

The Climactic Battle, the Daoist Sword Tomb.

Someone had opened the Daoist Sword Tomb, sealed shut for a full fifteen years!

Back in the day, nearly the entire lineage of the Taoist sect was lost in the Climactic Battle. The Alliance, in recognition of the Taoist sect's sacrifice, sealed the entire battlefield where they fought in the form of an instance, hoping that one day they could gather the souls of the departed and ascend them to paradise.

Fu Yiyang, her junior brother, was barely twenty when he died.

Before the apocalypse arrived, he worked diligently for the Taoist sect. Like everyone else, he couldn't afford a house inside the capital’s Fifth Ring Road, yet he never stopped striving for the survival of humanity.

She wasn’t the youngest disciple in the Taoist sect—beneath her, there was still one even younger junior brother.

Fu Yixue’s gaze grew increasingly clouded. Inner demons—she could never face the fact that her sect had been tragically wiped out while she clung to life in shame.

Zhou Qianfeng noticed Fu Yixue’s emotions rapidly crumbling and said to Lu Li behind him:

"It’s time for you young people to step up and take charge. Show some composure."

If this continued, Fu Yixue wouldn’t even need to be swayed—she’d fall straight into demonic cultivation.

Lu Li immediately nodded, "Yes!"

Zhou Qianfeng partly supporting, partly pulling Fu Yixue out of the Alliance President’s office area, under the heavy protection of the white-robed guards.

Zhou Qianfeng held Fu Yixue by the shoulders and told her, "Jiang Cheng went alone to open the Sword Mausoleum. Over the years, the Jiang family has handled the Sword Mausoleum affairs alone, investing immense manpower and resources to maintain it.

Originally, everyone believed that death extinguished like a lamp—that all their efforts were in vain.

But just the night before last, signs of spiritual energy signatures suddenly appeared within the Sword Mausoleum.

We had planned to tell you after everything was over, so you could go yourself, but Yue Yue predicted the entire conspiracy in advance and insisted on opening the Sword Mausoleum now.

The Sword Mausoleum is shrouded in dark clouds, filled with eerie cries and roars—an SSS-level hell instance, packed with fierce ghosts and evil spirits transformed from arcane masters. At this moment, no one’s free to help.

Even if Wu Yue could go, the moment she takes action, these souls would never have a chance to reunite.

Without saying a word, Jiang Cheng went alone and brought back Yiyang.

Why hasn’t he appeared until now? Facing the Climactic Battle from back then again, his powers went berserk, and he’s once again fallen into a trance-like state, unable to recognize anyone."

Fu Yixue looked up at Zhou Qianfeng in confusion, "What should I do now?"

Zhou Qianfeng told her, "Stay calm. You must stay calm, Yixue. You have to get a grip.

All of us are being pinned down. Wu Yue has no more cards to play, but Chu Cixie still holds one final card that has us all in a stranglehold.

All these years, no one has known just how powerful he truly is. Now, with Jiang Cheng out of control and Wu Yue overseeing the big picture, in terms of arcane power, you’re the only one who can stand against him.

If you fall apart, the stability we’ve worked so hard to maintain will completely fall apart!"