CHAPTER 331: CHAPTER 291: ANOTHER BLASPHEMOUS WIZARD_2

"Address: No. 2 Metro Exit, Changling Road, XX City. ’Bloody Platform Tragedy’—looks like there’s trouble with your ’harem squad.’"

"Hey, hey, hey, can you not be so blunt? Do I not care about my dignity?"

The ’Dark Star’ was a bit exasperated. "Of course not! How is that even possible? Just wait—my wings will soon reach the Capital City, flatten the ’Deceit Prison,’ get me out, and we’ll live happily ever after together!"

Zhou Xu remarked calmly:

"Didn’t you want to become a decent person? Then there’s no reason to hope for the other members of the ’Dark Star Moment’ to come rescue you."

The Dark Star choked on those words, suddenly speechless.

"That’ll do; let’s stop here. Take No. 109 back. Thanks for your trouble." Zhou Xu said to a colleague beside him.

Very soon, the Dark Star was escorted out of the interrogation room. On the way, he suddenly wondered about something... He had already voluntarily surrendered and was under the ’Deceit Prison’s’ protection. Logically speaking, there was no need to lie. So why did he just dodge the questions earlier?

...

Inside the interrogation room,

The light shone on a faint scar.

Zhou Xu fiddled with a pen in his hand, his gaze unfathomable, as he pondered the earlier exchange.

"The Dark Star lied, and it was a particularly incongruous lie with no necessity... The anomalies in the ’Deceit Prison’ are becoming increasingly concerning... There’s still no word from the Director. Something must be occupying her attention."

"Speaking of which,"

"The ’lamp holder’ inquired about the Dark Star recently. Now that he has voluntarily turned himself in and is being held in the ’Deceit Prison,’ should I let him know?"

...

Time flowed by, with the resplendent stars and the gentle white moon both shrouding the Sky Dome. The usually scorching Capital City also managed to gain a rare touch of coolness.

No. 10, Sky Mountain Garden.

Yang Qizhou had just finished dinner, his eyes full of contentment...

The lives of the rich are truly beyond comparison with us ordinary folk... One meal alone had so many rituals. The rice needed to be washed three times and steamed five times; the dishes had to look, smell, and taste perfect. The chef in charge was reportedly the head chef at a Michelin-star restaurant. Though there weren’t any exotic delicacies, the cost was at least 3,000. And this was just a regular dinner.

Damn capitalists.

Just then, a phone call came in—a landline call from the living room.

"Hello, who’s this?"

A very pleasant voice came through the receiver. "It’s me, ’lamp holder.’"

Yang Qizhou glanced at the time. It was already 11 p.m. He casually asked:

"Miss Secret Cultivator, what brings you to call so late?"

"Oh, something rather intriguing..."

The voice on the other end carried a hint of suppressed laughter. "Just now, Zhou Xu called to inform me to tell you this—someone you’d absolutely never expect has voluntarily surrendered at the ’Deceit Bureau.’"

Someone I’d absolutely never expect?

Several figures popped into Yang Qizhou’s mind, but none of them really had much connection to the ’Deceit Bureau.’

"Who?"

"The Dark Star."

The Dark Star? So, that guy isn’t dead after all but actually ran to the Capital City’s Deceit Bureau to surrender? Looks like the devastation of his romantic entanglements turned out to be even more catastrophic than I thought.

After exchanging a few more words, they hung up. Yang Qizhou sat in thought...

Now that I think about it, it seems like it’s because of my scheming that the Dark Star ended up in this tragic situation of being attacked by his harem squad with kitchen knives. Though he’s the infamous Founder of a Hidden Organization, I wasn’t exactly acting honorably either.

Should I consider pulling him out of the ’Deceit Prison’ as a form of atonement?

But it seems like he went there willingly.

Forget it. Whatever to do about it—I’ll think about it after some time passes.

Sitting on the plush, high-end sofa, Yang Qizhou stretched lazily. "Good enough. I shouldn’t encounter any situations requiring me to use a save and load to undo losses within this hour. Can’t afford to waste a single ’save and load’ opportunity."

Taking out his phone, he skillfully opened the ’Deceit World’ app. The minimally styled background appeared before him.

Game resumed...

...

"Your ’Destiny Chain’ with ’Secret Cultivator’ has been severed. You now have two options."

"1: Return to the ’Truth Hall.’"

"2: Stay temporarily in ’Black Stone Town’ to explore new possibilities."

"Please make a choice."

Is this another save-and-load checkpoint?

You know, the last time the ’Destiny Chain’ broke, this option didn’t appear. Could it be because the ’God of Justice’ has fallen, thus completing some sort of sub-scenario in the Land of Prayer Light, or is there some other factor at play?

Various thoughts raced through Yang Qizhou’s mind. Without overthinking, he directly chose ’2.’

The reason was simple: with the ’God of Justice’ fallen, the Blasphemous Wizard controlling the ’God of Black Mist’ behind the scenes would undoubtedly take action to obtain the ’Taboo Treasure,’ oh, or should I call it the ’correct’ relic marker. With the undercurrents brewing in ’Black Stone Town,’ the game character might just have a chance to blend into the mix and take advantage of the chaos.

The corresponding operations were quickly executed.

Game resumed.

"You have left the ’Land of Prayer Light’ and opened your eyes on a cold, hard floor."

"Buildings forged from pitch-black rock, with a faintly gloomy aesthetic, and cloaked figures hurrying past create a slightly oppressive atmosphere in Black Stone Town."

"You activated ’Destiny Replay,’ materializing the power of the ’Dream Hidden World Clothes’ to place yourself in a ’Hidden’ state."

"You began to ponder..."

"The ’God of Black Mist’ has a problem. It’s suspected to have already been shepherded by a ’Blasphemous Wizard.’ The Evil Gods of the ’Land of Prayer Light’ besieged the ’God of Justice’ to prevent it from opening the gate to ’Lost Heaven,’ oh no, the Land of Truth—this was all seemingly orchestrated by her behind the scenes."

"The motives behind this are worth investigating."

"As a Blasphemous Wizard who ruled the ancient lands in the Third Era, opening the pathway to the Land of Truth should theoretically align with her interests. Yet she did not side with the ’God of Justice,’ nor even remain neutral—rather, she actively spurred the Evil Gods of the ’Land of Prayer Light’ to thwart it all."

"Two possibilities arise,"

"First: This female Blasphemous Wizard isn’t opposed to opening the pathway to the ’Land of Truth,’ but due to some unknown Hidden reason, does not wish for it to be opened by the ’God of Justice.’"

"Second: The ’Land of Truth,’ supposedly a Holy Land for the Blasphemous Wizards, where the throne of the ’Lord of Blasphemy’ resides, is actually hostile toward Blasphemous Wizards. Opening its portal could result in terrifying consequences for them."

"Various speculations surfaced in your mind, but due to a lack of critical information, you couldn’t untangle the mystery."

"Suddenly, an idea flashed through your mind..."

"Instead of aimlessly making wild guesses here, why not directly seek out that female Blasphemous Wizard? If she’s willing to talk, wouldn’t all the fog lift in an instant?"

"You set your sights on the ’Black Mist Church.’ The church leader, Corewell, resides there. As the Favored of a deity, he’s bound to have a way to meet with the God of Black Mist."

"Ten minutes later,"

"You found yourself once again at the familiar church."

"But standing before you wasn’t the grand, towering figure you had envisioned. Instead, it was a woman clad in a black cloak, her features obscured save for her revealing ’curves.’"

"A woman?"

"What’s a woman doing here? Where is Archbishop Corewell?"

"As questions arose in your mind, a familiar voice emanated from the cloaked figure before you. ’Mysterious outsider... Oh, no, perhaps I should call you kindred instead. I knew you’d come.’"

"The effect of the ’Dream Hidden World Clothes’ was seen through?"

"No, that’s not it. While the woman before you gives off an unsettling aura, her rank undoubtedly falls short of a ’Divine Sovereign.’ It must’ve been some medium you activated entering here, alerting her."

"Your thoughts raced, and you quickly figured out the identity of the woman before you—it was the female Blasphemous Wizard who had acted in the ’Land of Prayer Light.’"

"You asked in a deep voice... ’How did you know I would come here?’"

"The woman lifted her head, revealing a slightly breathtaking face. ’Because you must be curious as to why I killed the ’God of Justice’ instead of opting for the more self-serving choice of helping open the gate to the ’Land of Truth’ from behind the scenes. I guessed that you’d surely stay in Black Stone Town to seek answers.’"