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Chapter 125: The Decisive Battle (I)

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Night

Having grain in hand means no fear in heart—this has been an age-old truth. Su Lin looked at his system points and smiled confidently.

But the Dragon Realm's limited-time store had nothing Su Lin wanted to buy.

Cheap items were beneath him; expensive ones he didn't want—or couldn't afford. Simple enough.

For extra safety, Su Lin still wanted to boost his combat power a bit more.

Then, there was only one answer!

Su Lin opened his most familiar interface.

"My turn!" 5,145 points poured into the gacha interface.

He compulsively rounded up to an even number—still had some left.

Skill! Skill! Skill!

He silently called out, hoping his thoughts and passion would travel with the points and create a miracle.

A gray streak appeared in the gacha interface, accompanied by ripples in space; the gray light flew into his inventory.

Su Lin fell silent for a second. Whatever. Rewarding himself once in a while was enough—no need for streaks.

He opened his system backpack to check the newly drawn item.

【One-Time "Sword Immortal" Trial Card】: From the Floating Light World. Randomly obtain a template of a True Immortal from the Floating Light World known as the Sword Immortal. Duration: 1 hour. (Today, let's see who dares claim there are three million sword immortals in heaven—he'll make them bow their heads! —Floating Light Immortal Realm Sword Cultivators Alliance)

"." Neither profit nor loss—after all, such power isn't permanently yours, and prices for such items in the store are never high.

What unsettled Su Lin was why the words "Sword Immortal" had quotation marks around them?

The next day

"Nervous?" Lao Lu asked Su Lin.

In a two-story café in Dawn Island, the two sat beneath a sunshade on the second-floor terrace, watching the bustling street.

Tomorrow was the day when representatives from all nations would arrive at Dawn, this floating island, to sign the treaty. After arranging the battle deployment and missions yesterday, Lao Lu granted all half-breeds in the city a day off.

To celebrate the dawn of a new era, Lao Lu opened teleportation gates in the capitals of all nations, managed by official agencies, randomly selecting citizens from online sign-ups to visit and tour here—approximately 2.3 million tourists arrived on the island today.

Su Lin kept shaking his right foot, watching the crowded streets. The city currently housed about this many half-breeds, but at least seventy percent of their families were ordinary humans.

At a time like this, these half-breeds were no different from ordinary people—among such a massive crowd, who could tell them apart?

No need to worry about order or crime: except for restrooms, the entire city was under the surveillance of advanced artificial intelligence, with no blind spots. Police robots patrolled in full formation 24/7 maintaining order. Of course, these were just for show—all half-breeds already in the city knew the Supreme had imposed a taboo: any violation would trigger immediate punishment.

"A little." Su Lin replied honestly. "After all, this is my first time playing such a big game."

"Take it slow, young man." Lao Lu stirred his coffee with a silver spoon. "There'll be bigger ones later."

"You'll need to work hard tomorrow."

Su Lin picked up a white ceramic teapot, poured himself a cup of black tea, and said: "I don't think we'll lose. Once all nations sign the treaty and accept your spiritual imprint, your authority and status will take effect in human society—Lu Mingze is essentially defeated."

"The only way to change it is to kill you."

"But that's the hardest method, so they'll only try to stop and attack before the treaty is signed."

Looking at the bright, translucent tea, Su Lin voiced his inner doubt.

"But you expended power to alter the laws within this floating island's space—can you now mobilize enough primordial force to guarantee victory?"

Lao Lu put down his coffee cup and admitted frankly: "Honestly? No."

"My opponent is my younger brother. Roughly seven to three—I have seven, they have three."

"Because you're on our side, our odds are still very high."

In ancient times, if a minister heard his lord speak this way, he would rise and humbly respond, deeply moved—his loyalty would climb another level.

Su Lin nodded and said: "You're right. After all, you drew the ace."

"Don't you feel embarrassed?" Lao Lu said helplessly.

"It's the truth," Su Lin lifted his teacup and toasted Lao Lu with a smile. "I plan to deploy my true body. Aren't you moved?"

"Your true body's Golden Core Stage cultivation?" Lao Lu hesitated a moment, then said: "I know you're a good buddy, but forget it—I'm afraid you'll get accidentally killed."

"I don't want to hear a battlefield report halfway through."

"Report: The Light God has fallen!" Lao Lu said this line with theatrical flair.

"Do you know what I'm best at?" Su Lin asked Lao Lu. He wasn't annoyed, sipped his black tea—before it even touched his lips, the aroma filled his senses.

"What?" Lao Lu followed Su Lin's lead.

"Cheating." Su Lin set down his teacup and slowly uttered two words.

"Brother!" Lao Lu grabbed Su Lin's hand, wearing a dramatic expression. "You finally stopped pretending!"

"Back at Shuijing Peak, I sensed you were a cheater—not a chosen child of Heaven's Dao, nor a fate-blessed one. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator holding something as rare as the Great Expansion Pearl, yet using a projection ability utterly unrelated to your cultivation system."

"Then when you came here and suddenly ascended to godhood—I've seen cheaters in other worlds, but none with such a convoluted combination as yours."

"Relax!" Lao Lu released his grip, patted his chest, then spread his arms wide as if embracing the sky: "Since you're such a good buddy, when this is over, I'll split half my imperial ambition with you!"

"Overblown," Su Lin said. "Just remember to pay on time."

"I'll tone it down," Lao Lu sat back down. "Then I'll leave Kleine to you?"

"Mm." Su Lin nodded.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Weigong Shilang and Lao Tang walked over, followed by Xia Mi and Chu Zihang.

"No problem, we just finished drinking." Su Lin stood up. "Let's go for a walk."

The most popular attraction in this city wasn't the spaceship that automatically traveled to outer space for mining, nor the outer-space day-trip that randomly selected lucky tourists via lottery.

It was the virtual reality experience center in the city's center—covering seventy football fields!

Live-action immersive games drew the most attention.

The group didn't conceal their appearances. Most of the time, many people directed their attention to this novel city, basically paying no attention to what the people walking past them looked like. Only some mixed-bloods, upon seeing the group, would pause briefly, then carefully steer clear of them.

When the group walked up to a flying bus stop, a girl got off one, and she looked at Lao Lu and called out happily:

"Sakura!"

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