Chapter 1827: After the Calamities

After the Calamities

At the same time Li Leider's figure disappeared from the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path.

A breeze swept across the grassland. Four figures stood side by side upon the void, watching the direction he left...

"Come to think of it, we in this world have never left the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path..." Luan Mei spoke softly.

"It's because Little Junior Brother protected us too well." Ning Ruyu answered with a smile. "So far, there hasn't been a situation that required us to act personally... Even delivering the funeral to the Ruoshui Domain, Little Junior Brother went personally."

"But this time, it's time we went out for a trip..."

Mo Jue took out a Playing Card. Watching lines of small text surface on the back of the card, his gaze gradually grew solemn.

"Little Junior Brother needs us."

"Fifth Brother, we'll leave the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path to you."

The Four K-cards flashed in the air.

Their figures disappeared without a trace.

...

Ancient Vault of the Witchcraft Path, outskirts.

Following a flash of white light, a figure wearing a White Baseball Cap floated gently to the ground like a feather.

He gently opened his palm, and a Cloth Doll seemingly used for witchcraft rituals was tossed onto the ground by him. If one were to focus and look around at this moment, they would discover that the vicinity was covered everywhere in similar witchcraft tools, making one's eyes dazzle.

"I only stole one doll this time..." Bai Ye sighed lightly.

He turned his head to look at a mirror standing on the barren earth nearby.

In the mirror, an identical figure wearing a White Baseball Cap was looking at him.

"Is it this one?" Bai Ye asked.

"No."

The Bai Ye in the mirror shook his head in denial.

"It's been so long, stealing time and again, and I still haven't found that witchcraft tool you mentioned..." Bai Ye couldn't help but sigh. Looking at the Ancient Vault of the Witchcraft Path before him, he muttered to himself,

"Just how many witchcraft tools are hidden in this Ancient Vault of the Witchcraft Path in total?"

"The Ancient Vault of the Witchcraft Path is the vessel for all witchcraft rituals since recorded history. Regardless of whether the ritual is large or small, it will leave traces here... The witchcraft tools within are naturally as numerous as the stars." The Bai Ye in the mirror said slowly,

"To find a specific tool among them is naturally as difficult as Looking For A Needle In A Haystack."

"Forget it... Since it's the Red King's order, I'll just keep trying." Bai Ye shrugged. "Besides being a bit boring, there's nothing really to complain about..."

Before Bai Ye's words fell, he suddenly seemed to sense something and let out a light "eh".

He looked down and took a Playing Card out of his coat.

As the Card Face of the Queen of Hearts flipped, a line of small text surfaced on its face.

"Red Dust Bastion..." Bai Ye was somewhat surprised. "Is the situation this time so severe? The last time he delivered the funeral to the Ruoshui Bastion, he didn't have me interrupt the stealing mission..."

"Since it concerns the Lord of the Red Dust, Su Zhiwei, this operation will probably only be more severe than you and I imagine... The Dusk Society will definitely need everyone to mobilize." The Bai Ye in the mirror said slowly,

"This day has finally come."

Bai Ye's gaze swept around. He used a cloth to wrap up all the scattered witchcraft tools on the ground, then casually found a corner, stuffed all these things underground, and buried them well.

He lightly pressed the brim of his baseball cap. The Snake Earrings swayed silently in the wind. Those eyes quietly looked at a certain direction:

"Having stayed in the Ancient Vault of the Witchcraft Path for so long... it is indeed time to go out for a stroll."

"This Battle of the Red Dust..."

"Should be very interesting."

...

Integration Faction.

Old Wolf stood in front of the desk, his expression incomparably grave.

"...In short, this is the situation."

"After Ying Fu killed four World-Ending Calamities in succession, the Calamities originally in those World-Ending Calamity territories fell into total chaos. They have completely broken free from their territorial restrictions and spread out everywhere in the Gray World..."

"To say they are a state of disarray isn't appropriate. I lean more toward them having transformed from an organized group with traceable actions into chaotic and disordered time bombs."

"If it weren't for the Mother Tree being able to drive away Calamities, I'm afraid our Integration Faction would also have been harassed and attacked hundreds of times by these maddened Calamities..."

Teacher Ye sat behind the desk, lost in deep thought.

"...Not right." He suddenly spoke.

Old Wolf was startled. "What's not right?"

"Old Wolf, I've taught you... the Calamities in different territories have different habits. When you use a holistic perspective of Calamities to judge their actions, you have already entered a misunderstanding." Teacher Ye spoke slowly,

"The Calamities of the Ghost Mockery Abyss are naturally combative; the Calamities of the Sighing Wilderness are the same, except they lean more towards 'group combat'... The Calamities of the Forbidden Sea are almost unlikely to leave the ocean; the Calamities of the Bitter Flesh Forest like to live in groups; the Calamities of the Vain Mountains will enter dormancy under specific circumstances..."

"Therefore, even if things like 'When The Tree Falls, The Monkeys Scatter' happen, it's impossible for it to happen in all World-Ending Calamity territories simultaneously."

Old Wolf seemed to realize something, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter. "Teacher Ye, you mean..."

"This 'state of disarray' in the Gray World today, chaotic and disordered... is not how it should be. Rather, it is a disguised appearance caused by some existence deliberately guiding these Calamities." Teacher Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke with certainty,

"Behind them, there is already a new 'Leader'. Moreover, this Leader is extremely intelligent and good at disguising itself, knowing how to show weakness to the enemy, and even more so how to fish in troubled waters."

"It will not be reconciled to the Gray World being reduced to a defeated opponent of the Human Domains just like this..."

"It is definitely scheming something."

Hearing this, even someone as slow-witted as Old Wolf had roughly guessed who the "it" Teacher Ye was talking about was. He was just about to speak again to say something when a burst of hurried knocking sounded on the door.

Tap tap tap——

"Come in."

Teacher Ye spoke gently. As the door was pushed open, a youth holding a letter walked quickly in from outside.

"Teacher Ye, a letter suddenly appeared at the entrance of our Integration Faction. We don't know where it came from... but looking at the signature on it, it's for you." The youth offered up the Envelope.

A letter from an unknown origin?

Teacher Ye opened the Envelope in confusion. His gaze swept over it, and an unprecedented solemnity suddenly revealed itself between his brows.

"Whose letter is it?" It was Old Wolf's first time seeing Teacher Ye show such an expression, and he immediately asked in confusion.

"..." Teacher Ye took a deep breath and stood up from behind the desk.

"Old Wolf, go call everyone in our Integration Faction who has completed Slaughtering the Calamity... Instruct the children well, tell them to obediently stay at the Mother Tree and not go out casually... Next, we are going on a long trip."

"A long trip? Where are we going?"

Teacher Ye's gaze passed through the window, looking at a certain direction in the Gray World, his gaze incomparably grave:

"To..."

"The Red Dust Bastion."