"Perhaps the Heavenly Emperor of Purple Clouds, Zi Hao, is a good person deep down …" Mo Tian Ji sighed softly, "Therefore, even though he has already become a Heavenly Emperor, it is inevitable that he will die an unnatural death."
Chu Yang was silent. After a long time, he suddenly asked seriously, "Tian Ji, are you a good person?"
Mo Tian Ji was furious, "What, what do you mean by that? Are you mocking me?! "
Chu Yang laughed.
"Actually, in our land, other than Qing Wu and Miss Le 'er, there is not a single good person. Who dares to say that they are good people? Who dares?! "Mo Tian Ji's words were obviously a little angry.
Chu Yang sighed deeply and said softly, "How can there be a good person in the martial world?!"
"Even for people like us, we have already caused the destruction of countless families … The sins under our hands have long accumulated. The bones under our feet have long piled up into mountains."
"As long as we can ask for a clear conscience, it's fine."
Chu Yang sighed.
Mo Tian Ji's words made Chu Yang sigh inexplicably.
Mo Tian Ji was silent for a long time. Then, he changed the topic and said, "Saint Monarch may have done many wrong things in the past. But, I think that he must have his own reasons for doing so. It may not be a reason to meet people, but there must be a reason.
"If the supreme ruler of a generation is really the incarnation of the Heavenly Demon, then this Heavenly Imperial Court may have long ceased to exist, or it may have long become the territory of the Heavenly Demon!" Mo Tian Ji said, "This is my strongest reason!"
Chu Yang could only nod.
Mo Tian Ji's reason was undoubtedly strong, unquestionable, and unshakable.
Since this was the case, then the matter of why he protected Yuan Tianjie and the Purple Clouds Heavens could be temporarily put aside!
The biggest rock in his heart was removed first.
"Since we have reached a consensus on this point, then our most important goal now is to start planning to kill Yuan Tianjie!" Chu Yang took a deep breath and said, "What I'm most afraid of isn't Yuan Tianjie, but if Saint Monarch is really a Heavenly Demon after we defeat Yuan Tianjie, then we'll have destroyed the long-term plan that the Heavenly Demon's side has deployed for who knows how many years. If this causes the other side to counterattack, then with our current strength, we won't have any leeway to resist. We'll definitely die."
"We still need some time to grow!"
Chu Yang smiled helplessly.
Mo Tian Ji sighed and said helplessly, "That is indeed the case. If the Saint Monarch is really the incarnation of the Heavenly Devil, then we really can't withstand the powerful counterattack after killing Yuan Tian Zhi."
Chu Yang made the final decision and said, "But now … let's just take it that this concern has been dispelled … let's kill Yuan Tianjie first."
Kill him!
What Chu Yang said was' kill '!
The next step of the plan was to "kill" them!
Getting rid of Yuan Tianzhi was different from misleading, exposing, and subverting him. It was difficult to rely on external forces, and one or a few of them had to do it personally. Considering Yuan Tianzhi's own strength and his own abilities, how could it be easy to get rid of him? This was undoubtedly an extremely difficult problem, but as Tribulation's strategist, he had to face it head-on.
Mo Tian Ji didn't say anything more. Instead, he sank into a long period of contemplation.
Forcing Yuan Tianzhi to reveal his true form under the current circumstances was already a problem that was harder than ascending to the heavens. And after forcing him to reveal his true form, he would no longer have any scruples and would become even more terrifying. If they wanted to kill him … the difficulty would increase by more than double!
Under the protection of tens of millions of soldiers, experts were as numerous as clouds, and their trump cards were probably still far from being used up. Yuan Tianzhi's own strength was also a super expert that far exceeded theirs. Furthermore, considering Yuan Tianzhi's special identity, he wouldn't casually enter the battlefield …
How to get rid of him?
In an instant, Mo Tian Ji's mind had already gone through at least thirty or forty plans. But every one of them was inferred from the opposite direction, and because of various factors, flaws, and reasons, they all failed to work.
Chu Yang quietly walked out.
Only Mo Tian Ji was left alone in the tent, deep in thought. This was Mo Tian Ji's specialty. Even Chu Yang couldn't interfere. If he hastily interfered, it would only disturb Mo Tian Ji's train of thought. There was no benefit to it.
Speaking of which, Minister Chu didn't feel any pressure at all. He didn't even think about whether or not it was easy to kill Yuan Tianzhi, or how to kill him. He only felt that his entire body was relaxed and comfortable, and it was rare for him to feel comfortable. In the time that Mo Tian Ji wasn't by his side, he had to do all these brainstorming things himself. Now that this guy was finally by his side, of course, he had to hand over all these things to him.
Wouldn't it be more refreshing to drink wine and brag on his own?
Of course, Chu Yang made this choice because he believed that Mo Tian Ji would definitely have a way. He definitely would!
Outside, it was still in full swing.
The brothers had just met and were fighting to their hearts' content. It was like a raging fire, and it was hard to tell who was the winner.
Right now, there were two pairs of people fighting each other: Ao Xieyun and Rui Butong were wrestling and rolling around on the ground, while Ji Mo and Luo Kedi were fighting each other. Both sides had already turned into two pig-headed people with panda eyes.
Gu Du Xing and Dong Wu Shang were watching the fight from the side with their hands behind their backs. Xie Dan Qiong didn't have an opponent for the time being. Having no opponent meant that he didn't have a ranking. His face was gloomy.
With two bangs, Ao Xie Yun kicked Rui Bu Tong's stomach fiercely. At the same time, Rui Bu Tong also punched his chest heavily.
The two of them rolled to the sides at the same time like rolling gourds. Then, they stood up and wrestled again. Then, with a plop, they rolled on the ground and rolled around again.
This scene definitely didn't look like a fight between two Saint level experts! It looked more like two hooligans fighting to the death for half a tael of silver!
If other Saint level experts were to see this scene, they would definitely be ashamed to call themselves Saint level experts. At the very least, these brothers in front of them would all be removed from the list of Saints!
Not only did Saint level experts have high cultivation, they also had to have a certain level of moral integrity. Did these people in front of them even have any moral integrity?!
"What's the situation now? Who's first and who's last! "Chu Yang's mouth twitched as he asked Gu Du Xing.
"Number Four has already appeared. Look, it's this guy. He's the one who's at the top." Gu Du Xing pursed his lips in Dong Wu Shang's direction and said, "As for Number Five and the subsequent rankings, they're still in the process of being produced."
"Cough cough cough …" Chu Yang coughed violently a few times. He looked at the few people on the ground whose faces were almost indistinguishable. Everyone's faces were swollen like a pig's head. They had panda eyes and were covered in "gray clothes" whose original color and texture couldn't be seen. He subconsciously swallowed his saliva and said, "It seems a little tragic …"
Gu Du Xing pursed his lips. "Boss, you're wrong today. These guys are very restrained. Don't look at how they're beaten up. In fact, none of them are injured. Not even the slightest bit of internal injuries! What kind of result can they achieve by fighting like this? If they really fought with their lives on the line, it would be more like it … Dong Wu Shang's wave just now was the real deal. "
Dong Wu Shang cracked open his bruised lips and snorted. "I don't care about them. It's fine as long as they call me big brother! What's a little injury? Noodles, that's noodles! "
Chu Yang was surprised.
This guy's requirements were really low. But at least his words made sense …
As the saying goes, if you're not in charge, you don't know the cost of firewood and rice. How could a certain King of Hell who was used to being the boss understand the thoughts of his brothers?
This round went on for an entire night. Finally, the outcome was decided.
Xie Dan Qiong, who had been unhappy earlier, was waiting at ease for the exhausted ones. When the four of them were exhausted from fighting, he took advantage of their precarious state to issue a challenge. One against four, the result was very obvious — complete victory!
And so, a certain someone who was farsighted, cunning, and took advantage of others' precarious state was ranked fifth.
Ao Xieyun was ranked first. Ji Mo's sneak attack succeeded and he was ranked seventh. Luo Kedi was ranked eighth. Rui Butong was the most aggrieved. After being sneak attacked by Ji Mo, he was hit by Luo Kedi when he was down. Finally, Xie Dan Qiong took advantage of his precarious state. Tragically, he was ranked last. He gritted his teeth in indignation.
But since the boss had already made the decision, he could only follow the order.
The pitiful Rui Butong was truly reduced to being the youngest from now on.
In the days that followed, he constantly heard shouting and wrangling.
"Youngest! Pour a cup of tea for me! "
"Little brother, you better stand properly. Listen to your seventh brother's lecture. Listen to your big brother's golden rule."
"Youngest, come over for a while. I have something to talk to you about …"
But no matter what, the rankings of the brothers were officially set from today onwards.
It was no longer as messy as before. In the past, it always gave people a muddle-headed and annoying feeling …
But from now on, everyone finally stopped randomly adding names to themselves. Because … there would definitely be people who would object. And since they were adding names, they were adding names to the big ones. Unfortunately, the big ones couldn't be offended … They really couldn't beat them.
Mo Tian Ji heaved a sigh of relief and slowly walked out. Seeing his expression, Chu Yang was relieved.
Judging from his expression, he must have thought of a solution. A think tank wouldn't be a think tank. Everyone had their own specialties. In the future, such work would all be handed over to someone else.
"The strength that we have now is still not enough." Mo Tian Ji pointed at Dong Wu Shang, Gu Du Xing and the others with some disappointment. "This bunch of people's progress is really too slow! When they went to the Imperial Court, all of them were already at the Earth level. Until now, it took them more than two years to reach this level. They obviously had such a good opportunity and such a good cultivation environment, but they only have this little bit of cultivation. How shameful! With the manpower we have here, even if we all join forces against the enemy, I'm afraid we still won't be a match for that guy Yuan Tianjie. This is the biggest problem right now! "
Progress is too slow!?
It took them two whole years to reach the Saint level from the Earth level!
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