Chapter 2541

The mirror also wanted to add such a law to its own little world.

He Lingchuan's thoughts raced: "Then we must trace back to the source, think about why I and Xiao An can stand here without flying up to heaven?"

"Master and Xiao An were brought in by Manager Wang, after passing the inspection of Yun Tai—" Jingzi was also well-experienced and could draw inferences, "Oh!"

Mingke Xianren also said: "The seal stamped on your hands by Manager Wang is the pass for this little world!"

"

The seal was originally used to pass the inspection of Yun Tai; after passing this checkpoint, it no longer glows.

But this does not mean it is truly useless as Manager Wang said.

He Lingchuan and the two entered through proper channels, accepted by the laws of this little world, so they can stand firmly on the ground without floating.

Roughly speaking, it is approximately equal to Manager Wang's seal, which can allow people to avoid rejection by the little world!

Zhu Xiuer sighed in relief: "When Manager Wang appears again, we'll capture him and seize the seal, right?"

"In theory, that should be the case." He Lingchuan further said, "Or, like Manager Wang, such administrators should all have the permission to freely bring outsiders into Lingyun Palace. Don't forget, Lingyun Palace has recently been short-staffed."

This dusty construction site before us is indeed short-staffed in the short term.

The more people entering and exiting Lingyun Palace in a short time, the more chaotic the procedures and scenes become, which is increasingly favorable for their actions.

At this moment, several laborers were stacking stones and came to the two's side; He Lingchuan immediately fell silent, saying no more.

They looked quite young, but their eye sockets were sunken and cheekbones prominent, exhaustion fully visible.

One of them whispered to He Lingchuan: "Are you also from Baishan City?"

He Lingchuan ignored him, only lowering his head to work.

"We are too." This person continued, "Have you just arrived not long ago?"

Even Xiao An lowered his head and remained silent.

This person then said: "You don't know, they have no intention of letting us leave alive; we must find a way to escape."

He Lingchuan swept his divine sense over these few people and found they were all mortals, most having recently left Baishan City,

and then been captured and brought here as unlucky fellows.

Jingzi also said: "Fortunately, Lingyun Palace is currently short of labor; otherwise, they might have already become fertilizer for the sea stars."

It dared to bet its mirror surface against the blood demon; in the past ten years, probably no one could have escaped Lingyun Palace—right?

He Lingchuan simply stood up and switched to another drainage channel.

There was a supervisor nearby; talking too much with these people would easily attract attention, unfavorable for the next steps.

Indeed, the supervisor had already noticed people gathering here, seeming to whisper privately, about to raise his whip to lash someone, but He Lingchuan had already moved away.

The supervisor paced back and forth behind the crowd, shouting sternly: "Don't play tricks, don't whisper, or you'll have bitterness to eat!"

The crowd fell silent.

The supervisor walked a few steps, yawned, and rubbed his eyes.

He Lingchuan noticed this was the eighth yawn he had made in an hour.

Poor sleep leads to great anger.

At this moment, another supervisor walked over, holding a stick and asking him: "Did you bring in new people here?"

"Manager Wang brought them over."

"Are they useful?"

"Not bad, doesn't cause trouble, has eyes." The whip-wielding supervisor said, "Not like those fools beside them, always looking around, thinking I don't see."

His tone turned sinister; those few Baishan City people immediately shrank their necks, daring not to breathe loudly, fearing the whip would fall on their backs again.

They had suffered before, knowing this whip could split skin and flesh with one blow, making it impossible to sleep lying face up.

"Ah, I envy you!" The stick-wielding supervisor sighed, "I just can't get new people here. Isn't it said that Baishan City always has people leaving? Why can't they be sent to my area? If fewer people were sent, we ourselves would be in danger—do you still remember Qi?"

The whip-wielding supervisor couldn't help but yawn again: "It's been a long time since I heard any news of him."

"He was dispatched to Liuli Hai."

The whip-wielding supervisor was startled: "Are you sure?"

"Sure. His labor force was too few, so the superiors directly transferred him to Liuli Hai." The stick-wielding supervisor scratched his head, "I heard Manager Xu mention that Lingyun Palace's progress is far below expectations, and the superiors are very displeased."

"Is it still that low?" The whip-wielding supervisor forbade laborers from whispering, but this didn't stop him from muttering to himself, "I haven't touched a bed in six or seven days, sleeping even less than these mortals! I just want to find a place to bury my head and sleep deeply!"

Mortals have fragile skin, cannot go without sleep, cannot go without food. But they are different; enduring four or five days of all-nighters is fine for them, so the Heavenly Palace just lets them be worked to death.

Thinking of the infuriating part, he swung his whip, with a "xiu-pa" sound lashing the laborer's back.

"Ah——" This person let out a miserable cry, exactly the Baishan City civilian who had earlier tried to persuade He Lingchuan to escape.

It is evident the supervisor still noticed his small movements, but now, due to manpower shortage, he temporarily does not want to beat him to death.

"Originally, there was no need to rush so much. Manager Xu said, the heavenly god lost a magical artifact, the original plan could not proceed, so he ordered everyone to urgently open up terraced fields."

The whip-wielding supervisor asked softly: "What exactly are we planting in the terraced fields we guard?"

"If I knew, could I still be standing here?" The stick-wielding supervisor reminded, "Anyway, this is top-secret. But don't go prying around, lest you follow in Qi's footsteps—once you go, you won't come back."

"Understood." The whip-wielding supervisor raised his hand to rub his face, exhaustion fully visible, "These pigs will want to eat soon; I need to find a place to nap a bit."

He Lingchuan, upon hearing this, suddenly understood.

The blood demon in his bosom also exclaimed: "So it's related to us again! Cause and effect, this damned cause and effect!"

Jingzi pursued: "What what?"

"Master, in front of Jia Lou Tian, shattered the divine artifact Yang Guan Dao," at least they thought it might be true. Then it would mean that Ling Xu Sheng Zun used Yang Guan Dao to search for the new consciousness of the Si Yin Shen Jun, and the plan failed, which is what these two supervisors said, the original plan could not proceed. So, the heavenly demons of Ling Xu came up with another plan, possibly bringing forward the backup plan."

The descent of the gods has always been the top priority of the heavenly realm for thousands of years, not just one plan.

Besides the first plan, there should also be backup plans two, three, four, and five.

Zhu Xiuer also found it interesting: "In other words, the heavenly demons suddenly started digging terraced fields here, all because of the Nine Abysses?"

Everyone: "That's right."

"Although the Yangguan Road was shattered on the surface by the Nine Nether Great Emperor, what method does the Heavenly Demon have left to eliminate the newly born consciousness within the vast body of the Privacy Deity?" Mingke Xianren was also pondering, "Even if there is a way, it should be extremely difficult, at least not as easy as obtaining the Yangguan Road from the hands of the Earth Mother."