Chapter 98

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Inside the main hall of the Shen Wu Xian Zhou Shenwei General's Mansion, the usual clamor had vanished, leaving only an unusual stillness.

Several distinctly different auras intertwined and clashed; cold air permeated the space, and even the warmth of the incense struggled to dispel it.

Da Lihua sat with her legs crossed, leaning askew against the backrest, her charming eyes glancing at the composed Jing Liu, then lifted her teacup and took a sip, murmuring as if she didn't care:

"I thought one Xing Xiao was cold enough; didn't expect another to show up. This General's Mansion is probably going to turn into an ice cellar~"

Her voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Everyone's expressions varied; no one replied, and the coldness in the air grew a few degrees heavier.

Jing Liu paid it no mind whatsoever, sitting composedly beside the General's Seat, black gauze veiling her eyes.

An aloof aura coiled around her as she patiently waited for Xuan Ge; everything around her was irrelevant — she had come this time only to see Xuan Ge.

Ling Sha sat in the Chief Strategist's seat, clad in a black-gold short cheongsam, poised and steady.

She turned her head to glance at Kafka on the other side; their gazes met, and they nodded in tacit understanding, the unspoken intent of an alliance hidden in their eyes.

Ling Sha knew clearly that she had previously borrowed the help of Kafka and the Stellaron Hunters, and now she ought to reciprocate;

moreover, Jing Liu's strength was unfathomable, and the soon-to-arrive Yao Guang was even more troublesome — only by joining forces with Kafka could they seize the advantage.

Kafka's mind was equally transparent; purple silk stockings wrapped her thighs, accentuating her alluring figure, her pink-purple pupils shifting slightly, their depths full of gravity:

Jing Liu, as the former Luofu Sword Champion, was hard to deal with; Yao Guang possessed both divination and combat power and had an ambiguous relationship with Xuan Ge — only by allying with Ling Sha could she gain a foothold in the conflict.

The Stellaron Hunters were currently in a very awkward phase on Shenwu: Ren was detained in the Craft Commission, Ai Li Ou had to sleep until late morning every day, then drag himself up to check the route for Shenwu.

If it was viable they would continue forward; if not, they would slightly adjust the route.

This seemingly simple job, but Ai Li Ou was nearly exhausted to death.

Because it required finding a single gap in the Shenwu that was wrapped in utterly ominous portents, and looking through it precisely.

Liu Ying... set her aside for now, let her stay put obediently.

And myself... honestly, besides my looks and figure I have nothing to offer.

It's not that I want to fight for it; it's the general trend of Shenwu.

Listening to Ren narrate about Xuan Ge during the era of the Five Cavaliers of the Clouds, perhaps in that era he really was a good man.

But now it's different — the identity of a General, the Emissary of the Hunt, the man who forced the Xianzhou Alliance to compromise and built a Shen Wu Xian Zhou.

The current Xuan Ge... has never been a good man.

If I don't fight, Xuan Ge won't care either, because to him the Stellaron Hunters are just a tool.

But Xuan Ge must be obtained, because Ying Xing is among the Stellaron Hunters — he doesn't even care about the End King.

I'm staking the entire Stellaron Hunters on this; I must fight, and for Xing, I must fight for a better future.

Huan Long sat beside Da Lihua, jade fingers stroking the glass cup, a bewitching faint smile on her face, yet sharpness lurked in her eyes; in a moment she saw through the situation.

She saw that Ling Sha and Kafka were allies, and most likely had the backing of Shenwu military commanders like Qin Qiong;

Jing Liu might be cold, but her entanglement with Xuan Ge could not be underestimated;

The yet-to-arrive Yao Guang was the existence she dreaded most — the scandal between the two had spread across the Xianzhou, their influence far surpassing others.

Looking at her own side, Da Lihua was wildly ambitious, willing to risk half her life just to taste that power of karma;

Xing Xiao was powerful yet repeatedly thwarted before Ling Sha and the others.

Huan Long sighed lightly, discarding her contempt for Xing Xiao; the level of this game was far beyond what Xing Xiao alone could handle.

At this moment, outside the hall Xuan Ge was looking at the scene before him with a helpless expression:

Qin Qiong and Li Chunxiao, one on the left and one on the right, were firmly restraining the impatient and unwilling Ren.

After settling Fei Xiao, Xuan Ge immediately thought of a way to break the deadlock, but never expected Ying Xing and Jing Liu to clash first; if not for Qin Qiong and the other two stopping them in time, the General's Mansion would already be in chaos.

"Let go!" Ren stared dead at the main hall doors, growling low: "Otherwise your future weapon maintenance, go find someone else!"

He hadn't expected that just after getting off work, wanting to find Kafka to discuss arranging a Script for Xuan Ge, he would see a familiar figure.

White hair, cold and clear; though he hadn't seen that person's eyes clearly, he knew — she is Jing Liu!

Li Chunxiao shot a look at Qin Qiong; the two had perfect tacit understanding. Li Chunxiao persuaded gently:

"Brother Dian Dao, wanting to spar with the former Luofu Sword Champion also requires picking the right place; drawing weapons in the General's Mansion loses your face and the General's face too!"

"Hurry up and let go of me!" Ren grew increasingly restless, driving force from his lower body trying to break free, yet held fast by the two whose strength was formidable.

Qin Qiong cheerfully persuaded: "Ying Xing, don't be impulsive. Wait until the General finishes official business; us brothers will back you up, then you two can fight however you want."

"Wait! Where are you taking me!? Let go of me quick!"

Speaking, the two hauled the cursing Ren away, hurrying toward the Tongjun Fu.

Xuan Ge shook his head helplessly, waved the guards to withdraw, and stood alone outside the mansion, taking a deep breath, quietly waiting for the presence he had long since sensed — Yao Guang.

"Hehe~ Not replying to messages is one thing, but you'd rather stand there dryly waiting, unwilling to come pick me up at the port?"

A voice both coquettish and carrying a cold smile drifted over, holding a few parts of spoiled complaint.

Xuan Ge was silent; raising his eyes he saw Yao Guang walking over with measured steps.

A spotless ceremonial dress, its hem embroidered with lifelike peacock patterns, outlining a graceful figure.

Silver high heels struck the jade steps with crisp sounds; purple-blue gradient eyes, charming like silk, yet hid a pink not easily noticed.

Before Xuan Ge could explain, she had already pinned the "didn't come receive her" hat on him.

"But it doesn't matter~" Yao Guang walked up before him, her silver high heels lightly stepping on his boots, tone teasing.

"Our Shenwei General has a whole flock of beauties around him; being busy is only to be expected~"

Xuan Ge wanted to explain, but Yao Guang grabbed his collar, forcing him to lower his head.

The next second, Yao Guang rose on her tiptoes, and outside the mansion, across the main hall's grand doors, in front of all the women, she locked lips with him.

Her visit this time was both to help Xuan Ge resolve the crisis and to declare her sovereignty.

"Scum!" Xing Xiao's icy words rang out from within the hall, and immediately after, the main hall's grand doors were shoved open by a sharp energy current, bone-piercing cold aura rushing straight at the two of them.

The energy aura Xing Xiao released was even more intense, not holding back a single bit.

Yao Guang is a Celestial General, and also an Emissary of the Hunt; though she is not a combat type like Xuan Ge, she is still an Emissary of the Hunt.

Yao Guang kissed without stopping, raising a hand to condense a colorful barrier blocking the cold aura.

Xing Xiao coldly snorted, increasing her energy output, but Yao Guang smiled cunningly, suddenly withdrawing the barrier.

Xuan Ge instantly understood her intention, immediately raising a hand to condense blue-gold Hunt power, shielding Yao Guang in front of him, forcibly taking Xing Xiao's attack head-on.

Xing Xiao felt she had been tricked again, then stared dead at Xuan Ge, another "Scum" blurted out, her eyes full of anger and viscous coldness.

Only then did Yao Guang slowly pull back, a strand of crystalline transparent silk thread hanging at the corner of her lips.

She tilted her head slightly, secretly extending her tongue tip, lightly licking it away, the movement coquettish and flamboyant, her eyes full of smugness.

She raised her hand, tightly holding Xuan Ge's hand, her purple-blue gradient eyes turning icy in an instant.

Her gaze sharply swept across the main hall entrance, swept across the women inside the hall, carrying a thick declarative meaning — Xuan Ge belongs to her.

Afterward, Yao Guang led Xuan Ge by the hand, walking step by step toward the interior of the main hall.

Xuan Ge followed behind her, only feeling his feet suddenly seemed to have been pulled from viscous mud, every step extraordinarily strenuous, his whole body as if wrapped in invisible pressure.

He knew clearly, what awaited him would be an unprecedented "great battle".....

Inside the hall, Huan Long watched Jing Liu's still cold yet slightly moved gaze, Ling Sha and Kafka's tacit mutual glance;

Dahlia's eyes reddened, the charming smile on her face surfacing once more;

Huan Long could see it, and Xuan Ge could also see it.

The two of them silently exclaimed in unison in their hearts: "Tsk, this round really is a high-level game...."

The cold aura and tension in the air grew increasingly intense, the women's gazes all converging on Yao Guang.

A war without gunpowder had already quietly raised its curtain in the Shen Wei Jiang Jun Fu.

And Xuan Ge is the core of this war, and also a One Thought God Demon person.