Chapter 105: In This World

A green‑stone mountain path, mist and haze swirling.

Two figures, one ahead of the other, moved neither hurriedly nor slowly.

The mountain wind blew, ruffling Mo Qingqing's hair.

It revealed those clear eyes, yet filled with hesitation.

"A Shi..."

Mo Qingqing finally couldn't hold back, her tone gentle.

"Shall we... still go to Jiangcheng?"

According to A Shi's earlier deduction.

Their foray into the world this time is to find a Chessholder who, when heaven and earth overturn, can carve a sliver of hope for them!

And that person is very likely the Jing, who previously topped the celebration list, stirring the winds and clouds single‑handedly.

But later, Jing's name vanished from the list, and the heavens fell apart.

The world says that heroes meet their end.

Then their journey would be nothing but empty talk, wouldn't it?

A Shi, walking ahead, did not stop his steps, only letting out a light laugh.

He shook his head, his tone indifferent.

"Death?"

"A Qing, what they see is a scene within a play, a moon reflected in water."

"A true dragon's bright claws would not drown in shallow waters?"

A Shi's thoughts drifted back to that night.

He, atop Qingcheng Mountain, watched the stars and sensed Qi, glimpsing a fragment of the future.

He saw Corpse Mountain Blood Sea, its resentment soaring to the heavens!

And upon the ruins of this mortal purgatory, only a solitary figure stood!

It must be that person, no doubt!

A Shi inhaled deeply, a sharp light flickering in his eyes.

"The storm over Jiangcheng has risen, fish and dragons mingle; he temporarily avoids the sharp edge, for he is a hidden dragon in the abyss."

"Perhaps he will leave..."

"But Jiangcheng is his dragon‑rising land!"

"Surely, he will return!"

A Shi paused, his tone growing more enigmatic.

"In this world's chess game, now that he has entered, he will not willingly be a pawn."

"He... will become the piece‑holder!"

A Shi's gaze turned toward Jiangcheng.

"We go to Jiangcheng not to find him!"

"But to... wait for him!"

Mo Qingqing seemed half‑understanding.

The fog in her heart, however, quietly lifted.

Indeed.

How could such a figure die so easily?

…

Meanwhile.

Jiangcheng, West Suburb Slaughterhouse, basement.

Su Ming cradled the sound‑asleep Little Black Dragon in one arm, watching the pulsating Crimson Throne before him.

"Hey, I say, old partner."

"People outside are impersonating you; aren't you angry? Don't you want to prove yourself?"

"So, what do you think, truly consider recognizing me as master?"

Su Ming's tone was flattering.

The two brothers still had some camaraderie, right?!

Bang… bang… bang…

The heart's beat remained strong and rhythmic.

But there was no response to his words.

"Heh, still so proud‑tsundere."

Su Ming grinned, caring not at all.

First courtesy, then force!

"Good thing my skill is a notch above!"

"Since you won't move yourself, I'll take the initiative!!"

Excitement flashed in Su Ming's eyes as he flipped his palm.

The seat riddled with cracks appeared in his palm.

Initiative creates stories!

Buzz—!

In the next instant, the broken corner of the viewing seat emitted a terrifying suction, pulling the Crimson Throne before it!

The rhythm of this heart finally became irregular.

The blood glow surged dramatically, resisting fiercely!

But…

Useless!

One minute later.

On the seat, an extra beating heart appeared, its rhythm steady.

Tsk, truly just a mouth that complains while the body is obedient!

Still that same line!

Don't say…

The body is more honest than anyone's!

Su Ming's thoughts shifted.

Gather!

The seat vanished instantly, along with the Crimson Altar above, both entering the Dimensional Reduction Warehouse!

Alright, alright, achieve Dao and ascend!

Su Ming breathed rapidly, excitement in his eyes.

From now on, he is a moving spring!

With the already manifested Abyssal Demon Dragon, no longer bound by the Slaughterhouse!

Now, Jiangcheng has become a land of disputes.

His Pure identity has already been exposed.

Officials, various large and small organizations, and strong ones spying in the shadows…

Countless eyes are fixed on this place.

Afraid?

That doesn't exist at all!

It's just that he doesn't want the hassle!

The surrounding opportunities, such as the K-shaped Altar hidden in the chemical plant, have almost all been found!

Both in sentiment and reason, they should expand outward!

But…

Where to go?!

Su Ming took out his phone, entered the forum, his gaze scanning the hot threads.

Aside from news related to the Mid-Autumn Performance.

The hottest, still the previous eight Sky‑piercing Black Lights!

Fengdu, Jincheng, Pu'an, Wangning…

Others might not know.

But he clearly understands the meaning behind these Black Lights—

The collapse of a V-shaped Altar!

These places are not only strange, but also have strong ones capable of defeating an Epic-level Calamity!

Interesting!

In the end, Su Ming fixed his gaze on the words "Jincheng".

The oddities that appeared in Jincheng then, even across the whole forum, rank among the top few!

Jincheng Urban Legend Comes True!

Midnight, zero hour, Mahjong sounds from Chengnan Xiaoqu echo to the heavens!

Every household hears it vividly, yet no source can be found!

Someone has already been driven mad and jumped from the upstairs!

He was still wondering why Jincheng's biggest urban legend was Mahjong?

It shouldn't be—

In Jincheng, never turn your back on others?

Huh!

Su Ming shook off the chaotic thoughts swirling in his mind, his gaze gradually turning icy.

His parents' car accident information was basically erased clean.

But there was one detail he remembered clearly and couldn't be wrong about.

The offending vehicle's license plate…

Starting with "Shu A"!

That means the dump truck that crashed into his parents came from Jincheng!

Even though many years have passed, the clues were long cut off.

Even that license plate might just be a decoy.

But now he has power…

Some debts must be repaid!

Su Ming lowered his head, glancing at the Little Black Dragon sleeping soundly in his arms, its little mouth still clenched.

The murderous intent turned into a hint of gentleness.

"Crimson, I don't know if you can still…"

"You asked me before why I said I'd take you to Jin City, the place that's on fire, right?"

"Hold on, I'll take you there right now, go see, feel it!"

Su Ming's face showed a hint of a profound Smile Mask.

He's about to change places!

But before that…

Su Ming's Eye of Truth activates, gazing at the little fellow in his arms.

Could this really be the same being that, when it first emerged, covered the sky, blocked the sun, and could split heaven and earth in an instant?!

"A full eighteen kinds of Dragon Grid…"

He already fully comprehends the Beast Grid's ability.

Yet the other several unlocked Dragon Grids, he hasn't even had time to understand at all!

"Let me have a look, what's the matter!"