Chapter 3112

Strong as the Great Emperor of Nine Netherworlds, he felt for the first time that he had strength but nowhere to use it. He Lingchuan gazed at the dark night sky outside the tent and murmured, "There will always be a way."

"What way?"

"I don't know yet." He lowered his voice, "But I believe there is no dead end."

Then he could actively seek a solution.

Sun Fuling said helplessly, "You're really optimistic."

"If I weren't optimistic, how could I have come this far?" He Lingchuan scratched his head, "In my hometown there's an old saying: the pessimist is correct, but the optimist succeeds—oh, I suddenly have a bold idea."

Sun Fuling looked at him warily: "You're going to cause trouble again?"

She knew He Lingchuan too well—whenever he showed this expression, he was surely plotting another reckless move.

"Hehe." He Lingchuan gave a dry laugh before saying, "You see, there's a misunderstanding here. Actually, we don't need to change heavenly laws; we just need to stop Lingxu Shengzun from altering the laws of spiritual energy."

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"So?"

"So perhaps we don't need the heart-core of a small world at all—we just need to catch up to Lingxu Shengzun."

"Catch up?" Sun Fuling's thoughts raced, as if she'd grasped his train of thought, but she still needed confirmation: "When he becomes countless streams of spiritual energy, formless and bodiless yet everywhere, how do you plan to pursue him?"

"The premise of merging with the Dao is to first dissolve oneself, to shed the burden of the flesh." She enunciated each word, "How do you plan to pursue him!"

The last sentence carried a hint of severity.

As expected of the Master, he even saw through his idea. He Lingchuan rubbed his nose, feeling a bit guilty: "Wasn't it Xiao Hanzi who just moved that altar from Baoji City? Anyway, we don't need the Altar of Bisha Heaven, so—"

"Or you could use it, and you also disintegrate yourself?"

"The foundational sigils on that altar can send the souls of offerings to the Life Divine Seal. If I could ride this wave, couldn't I directly catch up to Lingxu Shengzun?"

"You want to sacrifice yourself?" Sun Fuling stared at him, incredulous, "You've gone mad!"

Such a mad thought, even she dared not imagine it.

"Since it's an offering, the soul sent over must be bound and restricted. Otherwise, how could Lingxu Shengzun dare to boldly sacrifice the Five Great Heavenly Demons—wouldn't their souls resist?" Sun Fuling couldn't help but sneer, "You dare say your soul is tougher than those five Great Heavenly Demons?"

"Perhaps I can find a few divine artifacts to shield my soul—Ling Mountain has plenty of treasures. I'll ask Xiao Hanzi for them now; he surely won't refuse. Details can be discussed later. But I think—"

Sun Fuling suddenly slapped the table with a bang.

He Lingchuan's shoulders jerked along with it.

She had never slapped the table before with him, never. And He Lingchuan, having spent so many years with her in the Panlong World, had never seen her slap anyone—not even those mischievous little brats.

"You think it's P!" The usually gentle and tranquil Sun Fushi exploded in anger for the first time, cursing in his presence for the first time.

"No, absolutely not." Her phoenix eyes widened, finally revealing the aura of the Red General, "I finally understand why Lingxu Shengzun came to you today!"

He Lingchuan swallowed: "Why, why?"

"He just wants you to walk into the trap, to seek your own death." Sun Fuling said coldly, "He knows we already hold many clues about the Divine Initiation Plan. He only needs to come over and provide more details, reveal the key secret, and you'll reconstruct the truth, realize he plans to strike at the laws of spiritual energy. He only needs to provoke you with your homeland, and you'll try every means to stop him, even risking yourself, attempting this opportunity with less than ten percent success."

He Lingchuan coughed lightly: "Is the success rate really that low?"

"You know it yourself—this is playing to your weaknesses, using an egg to strike a stone. Lingxu Shengzun has prepared for three thousand years; do you plan to crash straight into his blade?" Sun Fuling gave him no pleasant look, "Besides, Lingxu Shengzun has studied you for over twenty years, knows you never fear personal danger, that your nature is brave and fearless, so he set the trap, unafraid you won't jump in."

That trap was personally set by Lingxu Shengzun—recklessly rushing in, death by a thousand cuts is the lightest outcome!

No, that's wrong. Judging by the altar's arrangement, isn't "Spring Wind and Rain" just death by a thousand cuts?

Being cut to pieces is merely the precondition to meet Lingxu Shengzun!

He Lingchuan said resentfully: "I was just raising a hypothesis, discussing it—no intention to actually do it."

Are we not even allowed to discuss it?

"Anyway, it's not allowed." Sun Fuling said sternly, "If you dare entertain this thought, I'll set out tomorrow for Beijia and split that altar in two!"

"I don't dare, I don't dare." He Lingchuan waved his hands repeatedly, "I truly don't dare, Lady Grandma, don't get angry."

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Sun Fuling then snorted.

But both of them felt heavy-hearted.

He Lingchuan put away his smile, turned serious, and said: "However, if Lingxu Shengzun truly intends to alter the laws of spiritual energy, the 'Spring Wind and Rain' period might be our only chance to stop him. Too late, and perhaps it'll be too late."

"If he's confident, he'd implement it quietly—why tell you specially?" Sun Fuling crossed her arms, "If you rush to stop him, aren't you making it harder for him to change the laws? Unless, you were originally part of his plan!"

What she said, He Lingchuan had also considered before, but—

The Soul-Capturing Mirror sensed their atmosphere growing tense again and hurried out to mediate: "You two, calm down. In my view—"

The two masters had their first serious argument.

Both spoke in unison: "Shut up!"

The mirror tightly shut its mouth.

The two locked eyes, and without prior agreement, both eased their breaths.

The time given to them by the Divine Initiation Plan is short. How exactly should we act to stop Lingxu Shengzun?

"There are still ten days!" He Lingchuan said firmly, "We will find a way!"

That night, unusually, no rain fell—big big big big big, the moonlight like water, turning into pure radiance on earth.

Sun Fuling walked alone by the riverside, the moon stretching her shadow long and thin. These days she'd been busy day and night, occasionally coming out for a breath of air.

The riverside was tranquil, only insects murmuring, occasionally one or two wild cats leaping out, looking left and right.

Sun Fuling sat down by the riverside, quietly thinking.

Lingxu Shengzun, the Heavenly Demon Altar, Spring Wind and Rain—she hadn't felt this troubled in a long time.

She understood He Lingchuan, because she herself could not abandon that damned Divine Initiation Plan, could not bear to watch Lingxu Shengzun plotting conspiracies in the human world.

Not far away, fish leapt on the water with a plop.

After Lingxu Shengzun launches the Divine Initiation Plan, perhaps humanity will never again have such peaceful nights.

Sun Fuling stretched lazily, then suddenly said: "Come out, you've been following me for a while."

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