Chapter 565 Arrangement
Yu Sheng spent a long time carefully selecting a place to set up the "Temple of Ominous Signs"—of course, given the special nature of this independent space, it was actually about finding a place in the valley to create a "connection point" for it. After a long period of deliberation, he still placed the connection point of the space on Rapunzel's tower.
This place is fine; it doesn't interfere with the starport's operation and is easily visible. The tower itself is under Rapunzel's real-time monitoring, so there's no need to worry about children wandering into the temple ruins alone—after all, the environment of those ruins is really unsuitable for children to play in. Although Rapunzel herself has some mischievous traits, she is, after all, a high school student and a capable "parent" in the fairy tale, so she's reliable when it comes to important matters.
Now, a floating black spatial rift has appeared above that fantastical white tower. The stable teleportation point of the rift is located at the end of the crescent terrace at the top of the tower, where there is a door that leads directly to the Temple of Omens. At the same time, you can also see the giant bean stalks hanging from the nearby clouds—the overall style is very cool. It would be even cooler if what hangs down from the clouds wasn't a bunch of giant bean stalks.
Rapunzel stood on the rooftop next to the town square, shading her eyes with her hand as she gazed at the scenery in the direction of the tower, muttering to herself as she looked: "It looks like the lair of some kind of corrupted boss... Bro, you know, you know, those kinds of princesses in distress, fallen queens, or persecuted witches, who are miserable for the first half of the episode, and then suddenly they run to the edge of the map, build a base, and start taking revenge on the world, that kind of style."
After Yu Sheng "welded" the Temple of the Ominous to the valley, he came back to life and was standing next to Rapunzel. Hearing this, he couldn't help but chuckle: "You're quite knowledgeable."
“Of course,” Rapunzel said smugly. “Brother, let me tell you, the main characters usually fight their way to the bottom of the tower in the third to last episode. That black blob in the sky is either for the main characters to unleash their power or it’s DLC for the second season… In a traditional fantasy animated series, I would usually jump off that balcony in the last episode—and then the male and female leads can shamelessly start kissing on my balcony.”
The king, who was lazily lying on the roof ridge not far away, heard Rapunzel's rambling and first yawned. Then, while scratching at the roof tiles with his paws, he casually said, "Then when we put on the play for the children this year, I'll arrange for a team of heroes to block your door. You can jump off the balcony..."
"That won't do, I want to be the female lead."
"These days, it's all about 'darkened' female protagonists."
"Then...that's fine too."
So Rapunzel and the king began discussing the famous stories of people dying on balconies. They talked about everything from the Black Soul to the El Ring, and from the El Ring to the Bloodborne Curse, finally concluding that Romeo and Juliet had started this whole mess...
Yu Sheng couldn't stand listening to more than half of it, so he jumped down from the roof and found Mo Ran and his group who were about to leave.
Mo Ran, dressed in a black dress, gracefully bowed and said, "Greetings, True Lord."
Yu Sheng waved his hand, then fiddled with the "blood needle launcher" he was wearing on his arm, and nodded to the other party with a smile: "I tried this thing after I came back just now, and it works quite well. The blood grenades also worked well. You guys deserve credit for the successful 'demolition' of the boundary bridge this time."
"It would be great if the True Lord could be satisfied," Mo Ran smiled upon hearing this, then hesitated for a moment before turning slightly to the side and pointing to the three evil cultivators behind him. "They also contributed greatly—the arm armor on your hand, as well as those blood grenades and diffusion devices, are mainly thanks to them. Although these three are villains who have been imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Tower for many years, they have been quite honest and diligent these days."
“I’ve heard about it,” Yu Sheng said with a smile, his gaze falling on the withered old man, the blood prince, and the bone-devouring immortal. He nodded to these three guys who didn’t look very upright. “I know about the Demon Suppression Tower. You can’t get in without some skill. And given the personalities of Yuan Ling and the other two, since they were released to atone for their crimes, they must be qualified to do so… Well done.”
The three evil cultivators had been as docile as quails since the beginning. They were probably soaked in blood mist when they were on-site engineers debugging the equipment. It was as if they had received blood without actually receiving it. Now that Yu Sheng was approaching, they even felt that their bodies were a little out of control. They could only lower their heads in fear and trepidation.
"Are the three of them also responsible for subsequent production and R&D?" Yu Sheng turned to look at Mo Ran.
“That’s natural,” Mo Ran nodded. “They laid the foundation, so it would be better if they did the subsequent improvements. Besides, these three have already adapted to the power in your blood. If it were someone else, they would have to adapt from scratch.”
The Bone-Eating Immortal listened with his head down, and immediately sighed inwardly: It's over, he did too well in redeeming himself, and now he can't go back to jail...
Then she heard a voice in front of her: "You three, lift your heads."
The three of them looked up somewhat nervously.
Without saying a word, Yu Sheng took out the small bloodletting knife he always carried and stabbed himself in the palm.
Fresh blood gushed out rapidly, floating in mid-air under his control, and solidifying there.
“Although you’ve come into contact with my blood before, that wasn’t a complete ‘blood transfusion’ process,” Yu Sheng said to the three of them with a smile. “Since you’ll be in charge of this matter from now on, you’ll inevitably have to travel between the two places frequently—taking this will make things easier in the future.”
He said this, but there was actually another reason he didn't say aloud—
These three are, after all, "evil cultivators." Even if the three brothers Yuanling believe they are "qualified to atone for their sins," they are still evil cultivators. He still has a bunch of children in this valley. Although Yun Qingzi is watching over them, he is still a little worried about letting these three evil cultivators wander around here.
He would be relieved if he underwent "blood transfusion".
The three Blood Princes were stunned. They looked at each other, and for a moment no one dared to move.
The impulse to submit, influenced by blood, and the fear and panic of the eerie things in my spiritual intuition surged up at the same time, clashing fiercely in my mind.
But this conflict didn't last long—before Yu Sheng could urge him on, the old man of the withered courtyard took a step forward first: "Thank you, True Lord, for bestowing your blood."
As a seasoned evil cultivator, the old man knew a principle: when faced with a situation that you can't beat at a glance, there is no benefit in stubbornly resisting; on the contrary, the sooner you back down, the more dignified you are.
He was the weakest of the three in terms of cultivation, yet he was able to overpower a group of experts in the "Death Reprieve Realm" and "Life Imprisonment Realm" in the Demon Suppression Tower, becoming a person who "was sentenced to death but was granted life imprisonment for meritorious service and was personally beaten by Yuan Hao Zhenren but was not killed." What was his secret?
It all came down to the fact that they were quick to kneel down back then.
When Yuanhao Zhenren was only halfway through hitting him with a brick, he slid down and knelt right at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Tower. He even put on the shackles himself.
With the old man of the withered courtyard taking the lead, the young master of the blood reacted instantly and followed suit cowardly.
After all, they were all masters of the same realm. Back when they were sliding down the Demon Suppression Tower, they were only half a body length apart—those who slid slower would have been killed by Master Yuanhao with a brick at the foot of Mount Ling long ago.
Seeing the state of the two people beside him, the Bone-Eating Immortal finally sighed in resignation, giving up his beautiful wish to go back to prison. Then, he used both hands to pry open the mechanism lock on the side of the iron mask, and with a click, he finally removed the heavy lock from his face.
A stench of blood assaulted the senses; beneath the mask lay jagged, steel-nail-like teeth, dripping with blood.
Yu Sheng was startled when he saw this, and after a couple of seconds he blurted out, "Goodness, no wonder it's been making that squeaking noise. Your teeth... don't they hurt?"
The Bone-Eating Immortal was stunned upon hearing this, probably not expecting to hear such a sentence. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I... it hurts."
“She has a hard time controlling her cannibalistic urges without wearing this,” the Blood Prince explained. “It was caused by a qi deviation back then; she made this mask herself…”
"Shut up!" The Bone-Eating Immortal glared at the Blood Prince, a murderous aura rising from him. "I don't need you to speak!"
"Then hurry up," Yu Sheng said quickly upon hearing the situation, sending the blood droplets that had condensed in mid-air towards the three of them, "Eat and then hurry back..."
After seeing Mo Ran and his group off, Yu Sheng returned to the center of the small square—there was another "troublesome person" waiting to be arranged.
Luo sat on a silver chair in the center of the square, looking rather tense. He looked as pitiful, weak, and helpless as if he were being bullied in the workplace. A group of children had gathered around to watch the commotion. The children were not impolite at all; some of the ringleaders even kindly gave Luo some tissues and two bags of snacks. But Luo was still as nervous as could be.
The reason for her nervousness was quite easy to understand—she was surrounded by a dozen or so red-eyed dwarfs…
The mass-produced dolls stared intently at the "black spot warlord" on the chair with dead fish eyes, as if afraid that this dangerous extremist would escape.
Yu Sheng walked towards the blonde elf and immediately noticed her disheveled appearance: her once expensive silver-white dress was now dirty and tattered, her blonde hair was filthy and messy from the smoke of war, and she seemed to have suffered some shock while fighting with Little Red Riding Hood in the city. She was in a daze, and only when Yu Sheng was right in front of her did she slowly raise her head and open her eyes wide as if she had seen a ghost.
"Nothing good has ever happened since I've seen you..." the elf said, on the verge of tears.
What else could Yu Sheng say? He felt that the older sister was right.
"What are you planning to do with me now?" Luo sighed again. She was quite clear-headed, not forgetting her "prisoner" status even after the battle was over. "Is that poker-faced guy planning to lock me up in his 'containment zone'?"
“She probably won’t have time to deal with you for a while,” Yu Sheng told frankly. “Jiecheng has seemingly recovered, but there’s a ton of cleanup stuff to do. The Special Operations Bureau will be incredibly busy these next few days. She also has to find a place to house your remaining ‘loyalist’ guards. As for you, the ‘leader’… she asked me to keep an eye on you for now.”
Luo Weiwei's eyes widened slightly.
With a friendly smile, Yu Sheng added, "The containment level of my valley is even higher than that of the Special Operations Bureau headquarters..."
(End of this chapter)
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