Chapter Six Hundred Thirty-Seven: Why Young Master Sang Retained His History as a Punishment Department Interrogator
Ancestral Cang had completely calmed down at this moment.
Or rather, he had finally jumped out of the little trap designed by Young Master Sang.
He had always thought that Young Master Sang was nothing but an ant in the Abyss Realm. The so-called power of rules as collateral was just an ignorant ant flaunting its shallow shortsightedness.
Lending without the ability to collect is no different from giving money away.
…But he was wrong.
From the very beginning, Young Master Sang never intended to collect the debt.
From start to finish, he was not coveting his power of rules.
He wanted him dead.
Transferring the debt to other deities seemed pointless. But as Xu Yao said, whether it makes sense or not is irrelevant.
Having this title is very important.
With this title, he could unite the remaining five deities, who would then all target him.
…Just like he had done to the First Deity.
In fact, the personal grudge he felt in the initial assault on the All-Knowing and All-Powerful entity outweighed his greed for the power of rules.
However, to sway the other deities, he still had to rely on their greed for the power of rules.
So when he persuaded them, he used the principle of dividing the All-Knowing and All-Powerful power of rules as the condition.
And now, the effort he had put in to unite a few major deities to collectively stand against one deity’s power of rules was achieved by Young Master Sang with a mere “loan” title.
His current situation was as dangerous as that of the First Deity back then.
His advantage was that, at least, he didn’t have to rely on rebirth but could resist with the power of rules.
But the disadvantage was… he was nowhere near as powerful as the First Deity.
Even though he could hold his own against any Primordial Deity, if the others were determined to swallow his power of rules…
Ancestral Cang didn’t have the confidence to protect his power of rules.
The worst outcome might turn out to be similar to that of the First Deity.
His power of rules could be plundered and divided; while his Primordial Soul wouldn’t perish, they could cast him into reincarnation, causing him to lose everything he once had.
…Wait.
There was an even more desperate situation.
Perhaps there were more than just these five Primordial Deities.
Ancestral Cang suddenly turned his gaze towards Young Master Sang, who was smiling in the distance.
“You… want a piece of my power of rules too?”
“Objectively speaking, as the All-Knowing and All-Powerful being, it seems I do indeed have that qualification.”
Young Master Sang replied with a smile: “However, as I said.”
“We are the hosts. We will adhere to the principles of fairness, justice, and openness to hold this game properly.”
“Follow the rules, and all will be well. Violate the rules, and we will step in to correct it.”
“So, as hosts, we make a final appeal.”
“We kindly request debtor Ancestral Cang to promptly repay the power of rules owed to the other competitors. If not, all consequences will be borne by debtor Ancestral Cang.”
Ancestral Cang stared at Young Master Sang intensely, and suddenly, he laughed in extreme anger: “You know full well I can’t agree to that.”
“Indeed.”
“I do know.”
Young Master Sang’s smile turned cold for the first time.
“…It’s precisely because I know. If you actually agreed, I’d have a headache.”
Because.
Losing five percent of the power of rules is far from my goal.
I’ve always just wanted you dead.
Because I know you are Ancestral Cang. You’re arrogant, haughty, and dismissive of everything.
All your actions are based on your immense strength; you disregard any schemes and crush everything with absolute power.
So you disdainful of schemes and look down on my ugly, vile tricks.
…But I’m different.
I have climbed my way up from a small interrogator in the Punishment Department.
There was luck. There were external forces. Various factors played a part.
But ultimately.
“I rely on this.” Young Master Sang tapped his head.
This is my weapon.
Now, you need to see how this weapon you least respect can cut your own throat.
Ancestral Cang’s gaze locked onto Young Master Sang as if he were a predator.
After a moment, he coldly surveyed the surrounding deities.
“Have you all… thought this through?”
“Once the fish dies and the net breaks, the cost will be high.”
“The cost of besieging the First Deity was also immense.” Xu Yao stroked his beard gently.
“But we are the indestructible Primordial Deities.”
“As long as we can obtain the power of rules, there is no cost for us.”
Ancestral Cang slowly closed his eyes.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and laughed.
“Haha.”
“Hahahaha.”
“Very well.” He turned his gaze back to Young Master Sang, “I truly have to admit.”
“Ants can indeed bite, and it hurts.”
“This time, I concede.”
Young Master Sang’s expression turned cold: “Are you willing to give up your power of rules now?”
“Of course not.”
Ancestral Cang sneered: “I am the God King Ancestral Cang!”
“Even the former First Deity had to pay a price to swallow my power.”
“Today, even if you all collude, attempting to touch my power of rules,”
“I will not back down.”
He revealed a twisted smile: “If you want it, come take it over my Primordial Soul!”
The next moment, the dreamscape erupted.
In the Sang Manor, Young Master Sang suddenly opened his eyes. Before he could raise his hand, he heard Yan Rouwan’s gentle voice beside him:
“Don’t worry.”
“The Primordial Deities have all been sent out of the Abyss Realm.”
“Their fight won’t affect us.”
Young Master Sang finally felt relieved and slowly sat up from the bed.
“I wonder how they will end up fighting.”
“Who knows.” On the other side, Nian Nian fiddled with her fingers, bored, “But based on our experience.”
“The entire universe will probably descend into chaos for thousands of years because of this.”
…Fortunately, the Abyss Realm operates based on Yan Rouwan’s all-powerful rules, so it wouldn’t be affected.
Young Master Sang picked up the tea from the nightstand to soothe his dry throat. Then he slightly sighed:
“Hope everything goes smoothly, and Ancestral Cang gets swallowed and divided.”
“In that case, we won’t have to risk helping Huo Longyuan and the others.”
Nian Nian suddenly shot Young Master Sang a sideways glance.
“Earlier, in the dreamscape… you tapped your head and said you relied on this, while trying to look cool.”
“What’s the matter,” Young Master Sang reclined lazily on Nian Nian’s lap, “Isn’t that right?”
“…Are you sure you rely on your brain and not your body?”
“……”
“I think it’s more about the other thing.” Yan Rouwan joined in teasing.
“As for why Young Master Sang retained his history as a Punishment Department interrogator… Pffhahaha.”
Watching the two girls whisper and giggle like they were on a secret mission, Young Master Sang scowled with discontent:
“Talk too much and I’ll slap you into being unrecognizable tonight!”
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