Damn it! Let’s smash the darkness together!
Chapter 718 - 200 Confusing Statements (Requesting Monthly Pass)
CHAPTER 718: CHAPTER 200 CONFUSING STATEMENTS (REQUESTING MONTHLY PASS)
Xu Shu realized he had been negligent about one thing.
Looking back seriously at what he’d been doing two days and nights ago,
at that time, he’d ventured deep into the underground ruins of the Heroic Society, stumbling upon a group of cultists worshipping the "Gu Qiansui" inside the coffin and caught sight of Yu Mingluan, who appeared bewitched by the Evil God, losing his sanity and becoming an accomplice to the cult.
Faced with several Third-tier Experts at the same time, with no way out, he used the enemy’s sacrificial ritual to counter-kill more than ninety-nine percent of the adversaries through the Altar.
Afterward, Yu Mingluan suddenly regained his senses and began to help Xu Shu, taking the lives of a few heads of the Heroic Society who were at the Third Tier level.
Although he had regained consciousness, he’d been severely injured and had tried to sacrifice himself to detain Zhuge Weiwo, to buy Xu Shu time to escape.
At that time, they had a conversation.
Xu Shu asked Yu Mingluan how long he would last if it were Xu Shu detaining the enemy.
Yu Mingluan replied that he could hold on for at least two days and nights.
Thus, Xu Shu exhausted almost all his accumulated items, especially the "Wuwei Hourglass" played a significant role in detaining Zhuge Weiwo and gave Yu Mingluan time to recuperate.
Together, they were able to kill the formidable enemy, barely escaping with their lives and preparing for the subsequent operation to purge the remnants of the Cao Gang and Heroic Society.
It was then that Yu Mingluan handed over the ’Holy Word Book’ to Xu Shu and entrusted him with a task—to take care of Alice.
Yu Mingluan himself had to report to the highest authorities in the safe zone, those two Demigod-level superiors.
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"That’s how the event transpired! Alas, I thought that with the foundation of the Astronomy Association and the presence of a ’Fertility Venerable’ to protect us after the bishop, I would be able to receive treatment, but I never expected that our parting that day would be our last," Xu Shu sighed deeply in the quiet Underground Church Court as he recounted the events of the previous days to Bai Sanxiang, having just learned of Yu Mingluan’s death.
He was a straightforward person, so naturally, he focused on the essentials when recounting events.
For instance, the fact that the Divine Chosen behind the Heroic Society, named "Sarquis," was still at large and hiding somewhere in the safe zone, urgently needed to be captured—this kind of thing was essential and needed to be highlighted.
As for something like Archbishop Yu Mingluan once becoming a traitor, a fact not flattering when spoken aloud, Xu Shu quickly glossed over it, briefly mentioning it only to stress that the bishop had suffered mental injuries at that time.
Bai Sanxiang listened attentively and carefully throughout, seeming to silently compare it with the information he had received.
After listening, he too sighed and said, "Old Yu was always strong-willed; I had not heard from him before about his injuries. Yet, who would have known he suffered such grave injuries at the time!
"It was only after he suddenly approached me today and mentioned some matters that I realized things had developed to such an irrevocable extent."
Xu Shu observed Bai Sanxiang’s expression which did not seem feigned, yet he couldn’t help doubting and asked, "When did the Archbishop go?"
Bai Sanxiang replied while looking at Xu Shu, "He passed away at seven o’clock in the evening."
Xu Shu said, "May I see him one last time? The Archbishop helped me a lot when he was alive, and we were both teachers and friends to each other."
"You can’t see him," Bai Sanxiang shook his head.
"Director Bai, is there a possibility that he’s not dead? That he faked his own death to escape?" Xu Shu frowned, not hiding his suspicion.
"Deputy Director Xu, your suggestion is very insightful. I too wish Old Yu could survive. But, regretfully, I must tell you that he indeed died," Bai Sanxiang said.
"What about the body?"
"There’s nothing left of it."
Bai Sanxiang took off the mask he had been holding and showed it to Xu Shu for a moment, then continued,
"He arranged to meet me here today, handed over some affairs, then entered this place alone, asking me to wait outside for a moment.
"After waiting for over an hour without any word from him, I couldn’t help but barge in, only to find that he had passed away, leaving behind only his Red Clothes shell and this letter."
So this mask was called the Red Clothes shell?
Even though Xu Shu knew there was no need for someone of the other’s status to deceive him, he still asked,
"If you didn’t see the body with your own eyes, he might not be dead, right?"
Bai Sanxiang solemnly said, "You don’t need to doubt anymore. I don’t have the time to entertain any sort of feigned death antics. Why do you think Old Yu’s Promotion Drive is with me? When I came in, I found it purposely left open. Now that he’s thoroughly dead, once this Promotion Drive is shut off, it can no longer be activated."
"This...alas."
The Promotion Drive being blown is the same kind of sign as Ghost Fire causing a car accident and a shoe being lost.
Archbishop Yu Mingluan has indeed passed away completely.
However, despite Xu Shu having already been informed about the Archbishop’s death by Yu Mingluan himself, he still felt very surprised at this moment.
He once had a complete learning experience ranging from First Rank to Fourth-order in the "Doctor" path, and he even initially broke through the fifth realm’s "Empress" threshold, only to eventually choose to give up.
According to his expectations, since Yu Mingluan didn’t die at that time, with the help of a "Fertility Venerable" in the local safe zone, any injury should have been curable.
At the very least, prolonging his life for a while shouldn’t have been an issue.
That was also why Xu Shu had doubted earlier, but with the reality in front of him, doubt was meaningless.