Chapter 791

The best outcome is to seal the gate and be buried together with the enemy in the deep prison. Absolutely cannot let that giant wolf leave here. Then, after a while, the outside will notice and send reinforcements. As for whether we will still be alive by then, that's not something we should consider.

Mo Ze explained his plan in a tone without any ripples, which he saw as perfect yet utterly cruel.

Even Dan Heng couldn't help sighing: "Mr. Mo Ze really knows how to comfort people."

——

Chinese Paladin 3.

This guy's thinking is way too cold, huh?!

In the midsummer night of Yuzhou City, the heat was oppressive; Jing Tian sat bare-chested on a stone bench, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan while drinking alcohol, and chatting with the man across the stone table whose whole body was emanating black qi.

Chong Lou put down his wine jug, his crimson pupils sizing up Mo Ze up and down, and after a moment he slowly said: "This guy's way of thinking is the correct one."

Huh?!

If you don't cut when you should, you'll invite chaos. Since the most important thing is to stop Hu Lei from escaping prison, we should spare no cost to accomplish this, even if the cost includes our own lives.

And if that cost includes——

Jing Tian was about to say "Zi Xuan", but immediately realized something and quickly swallowed those two words back.

Chong Lou gave a doubtful look: "What? Speak plainly."

"Nothing, nothing..." he waved his hand somewhat embarrassedly, "I just wanted to ask, if you were in this secret prison, what would you do?"

"Of course I'd match wits with Hu Lei." Chong Lou's eyes blazed with fighting spirit; he tipped back his wine jug and drained it. "He is an immortal undying body, and what am I not? If this Hu Lei could spar with me every day, fight to the death daily, that would be satisfying. And you?"

"Me?" Jing Tian didn't even think, "Nonsense, of course I'd run! You're immortal, but I'm not!"

"I can cure you."

After saying that, Chong Lou himself furrowed his brow. He shook his head and gave a cold snort: "Forget it; now you have a woman, you have concerns in your heart, so even if you fought Hu Lei, you'd likely be of two minds."

For a moment, Chong Lou's face stiffened, and even the demonic qi on his body dimmed slightly; Jing Tian knew he was thinking of Zi Xuan—he didn't expose it, just took a sip of wine himself: "... But I can't say that either; if that monster could be killed, I'd certainly give it a try. But look, Hu Lei has been starving for hundreds of years and is still vigorous, more monstrous than a monster, impossible to kill, and at a glance you can tell it's not something mortal strength can slay."

Chong Lou gazed silently at the sky, unsure whether he was looking at the firmament or gazing up at the celestial realm above. Suddenly he said: "Fei Peng wouldn't make that choice."

Jing Tian blinked.

"He would charge straight up and clash head‑on with that Hu Lei." Chong Lou's voice carried a distant nostalgia: "No regard for consequences, no asking about life or death, only for a satisfying battle."

Jing Tian gave a wry smile: "So I'm not Fei Peng. I'm Jing Tian, boss of Xin'an, husband of Xue Xian, and brother of Long Kui."

He looked toward the lit window in the rear courtyard—that was his and Xue Xian's bedroom; Xue Xian should already be asleep, only the light in the next room was still on, and he didn't know what Long Kui was up to so late.

Your mortal liquor gets worse the more you drink, it's unpleasant; I'm leaving.

After leaving only those brief words, the Chong Lou who had just been sitting at the stone table turned into a wisp of black qi, swiftly vanishing into the rear courtyard, leaving Jing Tian alone to behold the mess on the table, sighing helplessly.

It gets worse the more you drink, yet you drank so much… Oh well, at least help me clean up a bit…

——

"As a Yaoqing person, our whole lives are spent seeking to devote ourselves to worthwhile endeavors." Mo Ze said.

Dan Heng, however, shook his head: "I must leave this place alive; my companions are still waiting for me."

"As a person of the Netherworld, Han Ya has already died once."

Thinking of the companions on the train, Xing's attitude matched Dan Heng's: "I also want to get out alive."

Dan Heng: "Don't worry; with me here, even if there is sacrifice, I will absolutely not let you be the first."

Han Ya couldn't help laughing: "You also know how to comfort people, just like Mr. Mo Ze. The three of you are not subordinates of the Ten Kings Office, so there's absolutely no reason for you to sacrifice yourselves for this. As a judge, guarding the secret prison is my duty. If someone can stop Hu Lei from escaping and causing harm, that person should be me, not you."

"Upon reaching the gate, I hope everyone will do their utmost to help me seal the gate shut. Afterwards I will do my best to fight the Bu Li people; please each find a place to hide and protect yourselves."

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The secret prison had become a killing field. The prison guards fought desperately, but Jiao Qiu could only watch helplessly as they fell...

Hu Lei drew a long howl to the heavens, his hands already stained with the blood of countless prison guards; this stench excited him all the more: "Such… such familiar memories! Those recollections of pursuit, gnawing, tearing… they've come back, all of them! They've all come back!"

"Sir, freedom is just one step away. Pass through the gate, and no one will be able to stop us."

Hu Lei's gaze flicked to the fox‑person beside him: "Then this hostage is worthless? Modu, kill him."

——

Absolute Zone Zero.

Ahhhh, Mr. Jiao Qiu, noooo——!!

Ju Fu Fu quickly covered her eyes, not daring to look at all.

"Fu Fu, focus on watching; this is exactly the crucial moment." Yi Xuan's voice came calmly from behind, "Since Mr. Jiao Qiu is a strategist of the Heaven‑Striking General, his eloquence must be superb—you might as well put yourself in his shoes and think: if you were Jiao Qiu now, how would you negotiate with Hu Lei?"

"I… I…" Fu Fu clung to her head, and after a moment finally came up with an answer: "…I'll find Shixuan junior apprentice! Or Ling junior sister! This sort of thing really ought to be left to those good at using their brains."

……" Yi Xuan let out a deep sigh, "Fu Fu, if you were in Sui Bian Guan it would be fine, but if you weren't in Sui Bian Guan, who else would you go to for help?"

Having said that, her gaze shifted to a disciple nearby who had just left the pass not long ago and had recently been granted the title of Virtual Hunter.

"Xiao Guang, what about you? You wouldn't also be looking for Ling, would you?"

"Ah… I…" Ye Shenguang lowered his head embarrassed, poked his fingers sheepishly, "I…"

"Master, this situation simply doesn't exist." Ling clenched her fist and threw a fierce punch at the air ahead, "With Xiao Guang senior sister's martial skill, she wouldn't be intimidated by this bunch of Bu Li people; even if she can't beat Hu Lei, running away is no problem."