Free Web NovelChapter 1986: Chapter 1986: The Plan—Still Can’t Shake Them Off
Pff...
But suddenly, a mocking sound came from the back of the Split Armor Flying Scorpion; of course, it was Pei Yupo.
He had already stopped writing at this moment, and said in a sinister tone, "The plan is very good, but do you really think my father doesn’t have other excuses to declare war? And even if only our Qianwang Holy Tower makes a move, wiping out your Overlord Commerce wouldn’t be difficult."
As soon as these words came out, Murong Jianyun’s expression darkened again; what Pei Yupo said was very true.
But Sikong Jing suddenly asked with a smile, "The list of the Thousand Prison Tower’s chess pieces, have you finished writing it all?"
He did not respond to Pei Yupo’s words head-on...
To this, Pei Yupo replied directly, "It’s done, but I only know about half of the chess pieces."
After speaking, he directly handed the completed list to Sikong Jing.
Sikong Jing naturally took it at once and began reading. Soon, a sharp light flashed in his eyes; back then, Pei Yuxian and Pei Yushan had only known twenty percent of the list, and Pei Yupo really did know more.
"Half, huh. For now, that should be enough." Sikong Jing thought to himself.
The twenty percent they had known before overlapped with what Pei Yupo had written, so they took Pei Yupo’s half-list as the baseline.
Thinking this, Sikong Jing slowly raised his head to look at Pei Yupo again, and there was even a hint of Evil Energy in his eyes.
In an instant, it scared Pei Yupo half to death...
He immediately shouted, "I really only know half, my father could never have given me the full list of chess pieces!"
He thought Sikong Jing didn’t believe him and still wanted to keep pressing and torturing him.
"Now, just let me die."
Pei Yupo said this and closed his eyes again. Like he’d said before, he knew there was no way he’d survive; he only wanted a quick death.
Of course, since he had been rescued, there was still some faint expectation in his heart, so he added, "Of course, if you’re willing to let me go, I might still have great value for you to use."
After saying this, he stared nervously at Sikong Jing...
But Sikong Jing couldn’t help laughing, shrugging as he replied, "What you just said was very right."
"Even if Qianwang Holy Tower acts alone, our Overlord Commerce can hardly withstand it, so now I want you to give me information on Qianwang Holy Tower..."
"Including Pei Kuang’s Martial Arts Realm, how many Holy Martial Stage experts there are, how the troops are deployed, and so on."
"Tell me everything..."
As these words fell, Pei Yupo’s eyes widened again, and his whole body began to tremble violently.
Then he puffed out his chest and said heavily, "As long as I can live, I will... ah!"
Before he could finish, he let out a strange scream.
Then they saw Sikong Jing grab him and stride toward the scorpion’s tail, saying, "You seem to have forgotten, you cannot live. Now you can only choose how you die..."
"A quick death, a death by torture, or being devoured by your younger brother."
As he spoke, Sikong Jing pointed at the Thunderstorm Roar Beast pursuing from behind. His voice seemed to pierce straight into Pei Yupo’s bones.
At this moment, Pei Yusheng in the rear naturally also saw this scene.
His icy voice came immediately...
"Brother Yupo, you’d best not say things you shouldn’t. You’d better let me devour you; that is what a Young Master Qianwang should do. That way, you can help me sweep across the Central Plains in the future."
Pei Yusheng certainly understood that Sikong Jing hadn’t truly meant to save his brother earlier; he just wanted intelligence on Qianwang Holy Tower.
And his words instantly infuriated Pei Yupo half to death. The one who should sweep across the Central Plains was supposed to be himself; since he couldn’t do it, he absolutely couldn’t allow this little brat Pei Yusheng to succeed...
Pei Yupo was utterly miserable now; he had long since lost any sense of belonging to Qianwang Holy Tower.
What he felt was jealousy and intense hatred toward this younger brother.
So he finally turned to Sikong Jing and said, "Fine, I’ll agree."
"But as for what realm my father is at, and so on, what I know might not be accurate."
Sikong Jing of course understood this...
Even if Pei Yupo told him everything he knew, he couldn’t believe it all as absolute truth.
But at least he could grasp the general picture.
Thus, Sikong Jing threw Pei Yupo back into Old Fat Head’s hands, forcing him to continue writing intelligence...
After that, Sikong Jing looked toward Murong Jianyun again.
Their discussion wasn’t over yet, so Sikong Jing continued, "When the time comes, I’ll find a chance to be expelled from Overlord Commerce, but not now. For now, what we must do is..."
"Immediately spread the word that Qianwang Holy Tower is controlling Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall."
"Pei Kuang will definitely make our Overlord Commerce into a Demon in the eyes of the people, so we have to do the same, and we must also produce some evidence, to have mutual accusations with Qianwang Holy Tower..."
A cold light flashed in Murong Jianyun’s eyes; he understood this immediately, and that it had to be done fast...
Right now Pei Kuang had definitely already started spreading his own narrative, so they had to make use of the various Overlord Commerce branches to announce to the world the evil of Qianwang Holy Tower, and throw the minds of the people of the Central Plains into chaos.
This way, at least Qianwang Holy Tower wouldn’t be able to monopolize the moral high ground.
"Old Fat Head, in a bit we’ll use some Mountain Forest to let you slip away first. After that, your task is..."
"Have Beicang Tianjue and the others all return to Willow Leaf City first."
"At the same time, have them message all Overlord Commerce branches and spread the word about Qianyuan Holy Demon Hall and Qianwang’s ambitions."
Listening to Sikong Jing, Old Fat Head nodded heavily again and again.
Once all the plans were settled, Sikong Jing turned back to Murong Jianyun and said, "Next, what we have to do is think of every possible way to keep the Thunderstorm Roar Beast from catching up to us before we meet the Dark Winged Dragon Eagle."
After talking so much, they still had to first deal with the terrifying pursuit of the Thunderstorm Roar Beast.
Holding out for five days was by no means easy...
Thus, the four people on the Split Armor Flying Scorpion’s back each had their own tasks.
Murong Jianyun kept accelerating, Sikong Jing kept casting Duoye Seals, and Old Fat Head kept an eye on Pei Yupo.
The latter, meanwhile, continued handing over Qianwang Holy Tower’s stuff...
Time kept passing. Whenever the Thunderstorm Roar Beast drew close, Murong Jianyun would burn True Qi like mad to accelerate.
Sikong Jing continued using Duoye Seals so Murong Jianyun could maintain it...
After one shichen, the Split Armor Flying Scorpion crashed into a certain shadowy Mountain Forest, and Old Fat Head vanished from its back in an instant; he was going to carry out Sikong Jing’s orders.
Pei Yusheng of course noticed this; his gaze was incomparably gloomy, but in the end he chose not to bother with Old Fat Head.
He felt that the Thunderstorm Roar Beast would soon catch up. Once it took care of the Soul Dominator’s Heir and Murong Jianyun, hunting down Old Fat Head later would not be too late.
However, things that drove him mad kept happening...
Murong Jianyun repeatedly used massive expenditure to wildly accelerate, or to unleash sword light at huge cost. Normally, after such consumption his speed should have plummeted, but it just didn’t...
"What the hell is going on? Does Murong Jianyun have Holy Medicine on him or something?"
Pei Yusheng’s young face was full of irritation. In theory it was impossible; in theory they should have been able to catch up quickly.
Suddenly, the Thunderstorm Roar Beast seemed to think of something and answered, "This Soul Dominator’s Heir has entered Willow Leaf Holy Tomb or Willow Leaf Holy Wall; he must have obtained some formidable item from the ancestors of Willow Leaf Saint Manor, especially something related to Vitality."
Hearing this, Pei Yusheng also thought of Sikong Jing’s multiple resurrection, and his gaze grew even darker.
