Leaving the relic maintenance center, Li Yao was still pondering Li Linghai's last words.
He felt that Li Linghai's choice of words was rather odd.
Generally speaking, a person's fate should be described as "destiny", "destiny", or simply Li Jialing's "destiny".
However, Li Linghai said "destiny".
"Heaven's Mandate", "Heaven's Mandate", these words didn't seem to be used to describe a person, at least not an ordinary person.
"Something was wrong in the Godly Might Prison last time, and she is so indecisive right now. There must be something wrong with the queen."
Li Yao mumbled to himself. But after pondering for a long time, he had to admit that the queen's actions so far had not violated her initial promise. The "new Imperium" was indeed more advanced than the "old Imperium".
She had even generously given the command of the army to the big shots such as Lei Chenghu. It was quite a civilized approach, which smacked of the separation of the military and the politics.
So, even if she did have a scheme, how could she have raised such a huge wave?
Baffled, Li Yao was of a mind to talk to Li Jialing again.
However, when he glanced at the window at the end of the corridor, he did not see Li Jialing but "God of War" Lei Chenghu who was standing alone with his hands behind his back!
Li Yao was slightly dazed. He walked forward, only to discover that Lei Chenghu was standing at the window and staring at the soldiers who were worshipping the Emperor's Mausoleum in black uniforms not far away.
The God of War seemed to be both frustrated and confused.
Li Yao thought of something and asked, "General Lei, you haven't left yet?"
"Yes."
Lei Chenghu observed for a while longer without blinking his eyes and said slowly, "It's not easy to come to the Emperor's Mausoleum. Even if I'm not here in person, I should still pay respects to it. I'm thinking of bowing to Blackstar the Great's statue three times before I leave when there are fewer people down there."
Li Yao knew that Lei Chenghu must've been greatly touched by Li Linghai's words about the filthy, inhumane businesses of the Dongfang family. There was no telling how angry the old general who had been loyal to the Imperium was.
The Imperium of True Human Beings was a country of Immortal Cultivators. Theoretically speaking, all the Immortal Cultivators belonged to the ruling class. Ordinary people were not regarded as human beings but as "hominoids" who were a different species from "true human beings" and could be exploited, slaughtered, or even experimented on.
But at least within the ruling class, or in other words, among the 'true human beings', certain rules and laws were still important. No matter how the competition of survival of the fittest was, there was always a last layer of disguise on the surface.
What Dongfang Wang and Dongfang Renxin did doubtlessly trampled on all the "morals" of the Immortal Cultivators and tore apart the last cover of shame.
If part of the Immortal Cultivators could occupy the central position of the ruling class forever by absorbing other people's essence and Cultivation through "cannibal training", Lei Chenghu's claim that the true path of immortality could optimize the distribution of resources that he was proud of would be nonsense. The legitimacy and stability of the Imperium's reign would be gone in a moment.
Lei Chenghu definitely could not tolerate such a thing.
No wonder he was sullen and hesitating in this place.
As he expected, Li Yao did not say anything but simply observed the wounded and wounded soldiers down below with Lei Chenghu for a long time. Then, Lei Chenghu took the initiative to say, "Although I don't like wars …"
"Huh?"
Li Yao felt that everybody was rather abnormal today. He found it hard to believe. "You are the almighty 'God of War', an unstoppable, victorious general. You don't like wars?"
"Even the most popular prostitutes in the brothel might not like sleeping with their guests. Why would a victorious general like wars?"
Lei Chenghu sighed and said casually, "However, you're not wrong. After seeing too many hypocrisy, deception, betrayal, and betrayal between men and women, and couples who have been in love for decades can turn into mortal enemies overnight … Sometimes, I feel that the relationship between a prostitute and a guest is simpler, purer, and more relaxed. You pay, and I'll open my legs. It's a fair deal. It's always better than the cheesy, fancy talks that even you don't believe in yourself.
"Therefore, although I am not particularly fond of wars, I would rather stay in the frontline than stay in the foul rear with those ungrateful, shortsighted scoundrels who only know how to seek personal gains while waving the flag of the Immortal Cultivators.
"At the very least, in the coldest trenches in the frontline, most of the soldiers' blood is always warm.
"Even the most ferocious enemies on the opposite side, the people of the Holy League, are more pleasing to the eye than the scumbags in the rear."
Li Yao frowned. "Are you serious? Even the people of the Holy League are more pleasing to the eye than the 'false Immortal Cultivators'?"
"Are they not?"
Lei Chenghu said coldly, "At the very least, the people of the Holy League are simple, straightforward, and pure enough. They state what they want straightforwardly without disguising their real purpose. Everybody fights with their own abilities. If my saber is fast enough, you lie down. If your sword is sharp enough, I'll die. That's all!
"Besides, the people of the Holy League are united enough. They have always been on the same side. There is absolutely no gang or power struggle. They also have the loftiest dedication. Every individual is brave enough to sacrifice themselves for the big picture. Although they may not realize the true meaning of 'dedication', the Imperium wouldn't have become what it is today if only a little bit of such unity and dedication could have been transplanted, even if only ten percent, to the Imperium. Is there any enemy that we cannot defeat?"
"Wait —"
The more Li Yao listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. "General Lei, you are not thinking of joining the Holy League, are you?"
Lei Chenghu shook his head. "Of course, it's impossible for me to join the Holy League, just like it's impossible for me to engage in 'cannibalistic training'.
"However, judging from the chaos in the Imperium today, it does not seem strange that somebody has joined the Holy League and is willing to abandon the selfish desires and ugliness deep inside their heart before they are branded with the Three Fundamental Laws."
Li Yao was rendered speechless. He recalled "Tang Qianhe", the spy of the Holy League that he met on Kunlun.
Tang Qianhe must've been a native of the Imperium in the beginning, or she wouldn't have joined Su Changfa's exploration team.
What exactly did she go through to be brainwashed and transformed into a member of the Holy League?
While he was pondering, Lei Chenghu sighed again. "If only Blackstar the Great were still alive. He would've certainly cleaned up all the chaos and ugliness and reorganized the country!"
Li Yao couldn't help but blurt out, "I don't think so. Everybody has their limits. Even if Wuying Qi were truly reborn, I'm afraid that he would only be able to associate himself with the 'false Immortal Cultivators'.
"Or rather, there are no 'false Immortal Cultivators' at all. According to the principle of 'survival of the fittest', 99% of the Immortal Cultivators will turn into such people. The 'cause' of today's disaster was planted a thousand years ago. The chaos and corruption of the Imperium today may've been caused by Blackstar the Great a thousand years ago!"
Narrowing his eyes deeply, Lei Chenghu stared at Li Yao and said, one word after another, "Just now, you said that I sounded like a Cultivator. Why do I feel that what you are saying right now is more like a Cultivator, Fellow Cultivator?"
Li Yao smiled, baring his shining teeth. "As the saying goes, when a patient is desperate, they will turn to any doctor they can find. The Imperium is already too sick to be saved. In desperation, they can only search the tombs of the Cultivators in the past to see if there are any medicines. That's the best way to save a dead horse.
"Didn't General Lei say just now that the sabers of the Cultivators and the swords of the Immortal Cultivators can both kill people?"
Lei Chenghu sniffed and stopped talking.
The wind and drizzle outside of the window gradually intensified into a heavy downpour.
The crowd at the Emperor's Mausoleum was finally thinned out and blurred in the storm.
Lei Chenghu ignored Li Yao and left the National Museum, dragging the heavy body of the spiritual puppet, toward the depths of the storm one step after another.
Li Yao was still standing at the window, watching him disappear in the storm. But another name and another androgynous face popped up in his head.
"Dongfang Mingyue …"
…
In the southern suburb of the central administration district of the capital, there was a gray building that looked shabby and had a rough structure.
The seemingly common office building was, in fact, the headquarters of the Association of Demon Hunters, which awed all the Immortal Cultivators in the Imperium.
Deep inside the building, in a secret meeting room, the most elite members of the Association of Demon Hunters were listening to Dongfang Mingyue, the president who had just been appointed, explain the latest intelligence in fear.
As the most arrogant, ferocious secret agents of the Imperium, the demon hunters were naturally ruthless, murderous, and disobedient.
There were a lot of factions within the Association of Demon Hunters. The competition for power and profit was ten times more gory than the competition in the outside world.
But at this moment, all the demon hunters were putting their hands on their knees dutifully and closing their legs, not even daring to breathe loudly. They were even more docile than elementary school students.
It couldn't be helped. The terrifying experience in the past month had clearly told those unparalleled bandits what would happen to those who slightly disobeyed the new president, Dongfang Mingyue!
"Li Linghai, Dongfang Sheng, Yue Wushuang, Jin Yuyan, Lei Chenghu … I've introduced the latest files of the central figures of the reformists in detail just now. Do you know who they are? What I'm going to introduce next is' Vulture Li Yao ', who has been in the limelight recently. "
Dongfang Mingyue, who had black hair and was dressed casually, brought up Li Yao's photos and the battle videos of the "Gold Vulture". Poking Li Yao's forehead, she said with a smile, "The man is a dark warrior, a ghost warrior, and a shadow assassin that Li Linghai has carefully raised for decades to carry out the most clandestine, filthy, and dangerous missions. Therefore, except for the few recent public battles, it is difficult to collect his early files.
"However, I do know a little bit about him. All of you, listen carefully!
"This Vulture Li Yao is a shameless, cunning, and sordid scoundrel. His combat style is definitely not as masculine and tough as what you are seeing right now. In fact, he is extremely sleazy. He is best at hiding and escaping. Sometimes, he crawls here and there in the dark corners like rats and cockroaches. There is literally no opening that he does not have access to.
"His level, well, should be the middle level of the Divinity Transformation Stage. He is not necessarily the toughest one in the Divinity Transformation Stage in the entire Imperium, but he is definitely the one who is best at escaping. Conservatively speaking, it is impossible to catch him unless there are three battle-type Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators and seventy or so battle-type Yuanying chasing him.
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