The other ruler never showed up. He was like a fishbone stuck in everyone's throat. They didn't even dare to fight with Dorgon and the others for fear of being taken advantage of.
Qin Ze had asked the master of the Pantheon Palace before, but her answer was: I forgot!
She didn't have a deep impression of the ruler or his authority. Although they had fought once before, he didn't leave a deep impression on her.
In the 20 years since she left the Pantheon Palace, she had tried to find traces of the ruler but to no avail.
An enigmatic enemy.
The old daoist priest glanced at him. "Have you ever wondered how you were able to ascend so quickly? In a short five years, you went from an ordinary person to awaken and ascend all the way to the extreme dao. Li Xianyu's growth rate is unreasonable, but he already has a reasonable explanation. What about you? "
"Senior, what do you mean? I'm still a child, I can't take a scare." Qin Ze gulped.
"You are the eighth ruler." The old daoist priest's words were shocking.
Boom!
Qin Ze felt like he was struck by lightning. He couldn't stand still and staggered a few steps.
"There is another power in your primordial spirit. It seems to be there, but not there. I can only sense it, but I can't lock onto it, "the old daoist priest said.
So that's how it is.
Qin Ze's heart gradually calmed down. He thought of many things. The large eyeball in the mural represented the authority of the last ruler. The eye was only a symbol, but it perfectly fulfilled the system's function.
Its virtual interface was something that no one could see except for itself.
Its information was never tangible.
From the beginning to the end, the things it gave were all nothingness, without substance.
Apart from being able to see with his eyes, there was no other effect.
Of course, he couldn't deny that those things were very precious.
"Lowlife, you sure hid it well." Qin Ze communicated with the system in his mind.
The system didn't respond.
"What are you thinking? Are you going to steal the fruit?" he asked again.
The system didn't respond.
"Then why did you want me to do the mission? To reveal my identity? "
The System said, "About that, Gu Yao is actually one of my previous identities, just like how you are my identity now. My real name is Gao Da Shang, how could it be something like an ancient demon? "
"I didn't lie to you when I told you before. I came to this plane in ancient times and used up all my energy. So, I took over the body of an ancient demon. Oh my god, it feels so good. My whole body is full of energy. Unlike you, with your skinny arms and legs. "
"I raised it to become a Ruler, but because it doesn't have a Ruler's Authority, it's always been pushed aside and suppressed. Dying once is the end of it. That's why the Sovereigns didn't have a deep impression of my previous host. Because my host is very low-key. "
"The information I gave you was obtained from other planes. I don't even have a physical body. Other than data capture, I don't have any other abilities. After all, I'm a high-level calculator system. Other things are not within the scope of my expertise. "
"Don't change the topic. What's with the fruit? You also participated in the robbery? "Qin Ze asked.
"At that time, I was in urgent need of energy. When I came across such a treasure, of course I had to snatch it. Unfortunately, the previous host was as disappointing as you. Not only did he fail to snatch it, he was even killed by someone else. He died in the Pantheon Palace without even a corpse. "
"So the reason you chose me a few years ago was to prepare for the fight for the fruit in the future?" Qin Ze didn't expect himself to be the biggest villain, and one that managed to infiltrate the enemy's inner circle.
The master of the Pantheon Palace didn't doubt me at all.
She had actually found the eighth Sovereign.
A woman's intuition is truly terrifying.
"The situation is a bit complicated. At the time, I did intend to issue the mission step by step, and I would definitely fight for the fruit in the end. But then I discovered something very bad. "
"What is it?"
"For example, a cell phone requires electricity, so you definitely can't charge it with nuclear energy. That's the logic, right? The fruit doesn't belong to this dimension, it's beyond what I can absorb. I'm only a system. Although I want the power of time, my hardware doesn't support my thoughts. I can't convert this nuclear energy into electricity. "
"…" That's so damn scientific.
"What does the mural mean? Did your Authority get exposed?"
"That's quite interesting. It's practically a miracle of creation." the System chuckled.
"What do you mean?"
"To answer this question, you need to pay 99999 points."
"I don't want to know."
Qin Ze's heart was heavy. He went up the mountain to ask the old Daoist priest for help, but the old Daoist priest refused and gave him a reason that he couldn't continue.
And the other Sovereign turned out to be a lowly idiot.
Although he was wary of it, he thought that since it didn't ally with Dorgon and the others, perhaps they could work together for a while. Asking a tiger for its skin was also a choice.
Now there's no hope of asking a tiger for its skin.
How should I fight this battle?
"Lowly idiot, isn't your forte divination? Help me see what our chances of winning are."
The System ignored him.
"Great Universe Calculation System, please help me see my fortune."
"Since when did divination become combined with arithmetic? I can't peek into fate, that half-step Daoist priest already told you the answer. "
"He only said that fate can't be changed."
"That's right, the ending has already been decided. We only need to follow the long river of time that flows in a single direction. Once we reach the end, we'll be able to see the ending."
"Fuck, it doesn't matter if I said it or not."
"Fine, pay 5 points and I'll give you a hint."
"Say it."
"Fate is accumulated over time, but time isn't its everything. There's an essential difference between the two."
"What kind of hint is that?"
The System ignored him.
At two o 'clock in the afternoon, Li Xianyu and the others finished chanting the Buddha's Soul and left Lianhua Temple. They took the Gulfstream back to Shanghai.
The Buddha's Soul's funeral would be grand and tragic. It would take a few days, but they didn't have time to stay in Lianhua Temple. After losing a Supreme Daoist and the Kusanagi sword, the situation had become very critical.
It was more important to formulate a strategy as soon as possible.
Li Xianyu leaned against the white leather sofa and stared at the sea of clouds outside the porthole.
"Didn't Qin Ze say he was going to get help?" Great-grandmother glanced at him, meaning to tell him not to worry.
"Where would the help come from?" Li Xianyu smiled bitterly.
There were only a few Supreme Daoist masters. The only one who hadn't appeared was the chief from Africa who had his eyes on the goat horns. Bosch didn't have any contact with him, and he wasn't a member of the Bureau. If they invited him, he might be another traitor.
The old Daoist from the Shangqing Sect had an unknown identity and purpose. He could also be a traitor.
The other master whose whereabouts were unknown was obviously on the opposing side. And they didn't even know where he was.
Where would the help come from?
The only hope now was to use the fruit to change fate, as the ice shards said.
Li Xianyu closed his eyes and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.
"Why don't you sleep for a while?" Great-grandmother leaned over and gently rubbed the space between his eyebrows with her cold and delicate fingertips.
If it was any other time, Li Xianyu would definitely show a cheap look that said, "What did you do to deserve Great-grandmother's service?" But now, there was only heaviness and silence on his face.
When they arrived at Bosch, the sky was already dark.
Dharmaraja personally went downstairs to greet them, his face solemn.
Li Xianyu, wearing a thin black trench coat, strode over, and the first thing he said was, "Do you have Beck Richardson's whereabouts?"
"No." Dharmaraja shook his head.
The expected answer was that everyone was a Supreme Daoist. If they wanted to hide, no one could find them, at least not in just 12 hours.
"What about the people from the Superpower Association?"
"They've been caught and locked up in the Demon Lock Tower."
"How are they?"
"They're very arrogant, constantly scolding us and biting the hand that feeds them." Dharmaraja frowned. "What should we do with them? These guys are poor abandoned children. They know nothing about Beck Richardson's actions. "
Becker Richardson naturally would not tell his subordinates about his plan since he could not get any valuable information from the abandoned pawns. The only use was probably to kill them to vent his anger.
"Take me to see them.
I'm tired. We'll talk about it later. "Li Xianyu let out a breath." Is the big boss back? "
"He's back, but he didn't come to Bosch. He asked me to bring you a message," Dharmaraja said.
Li Xianyu tilted his head to look at him.
"The old Taoist is Taoist Wangchen's second personality. He refused to take action," Dharmaraja said in a low voice.
When he said this, his expression was very calm. It seemed that he had used enough time to digest this shocking news.
Li Xianyu's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he was silent for a full ten seconds. "Hmm."
After returning to the room, he locked the door, took off all his clothes, entered the bathroom, and turned on the showerhead. A huge wave of sadness surged. Li Xianyu slowly slid down with his back against the wall. He squatted and covered his face with his hands. His shoulders trembled slightly, and the sound of water splashing above him covered all other sounds.
He took a nap.
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