Capítulo 1082: Chapter 28: Competing with Light for the Angel Envoy (Part 3)

If you say, that person from the West Continent considers themselves to be light, hope, and fervor.

Then Gu Shen’s “Netherworld Fire” is the complete opposite of all the traits of the Light Fire!

Whether light and the Netherworld King are arch-enemies is no longer important!

Now, Gu Shen simply wants to snatch Song Ci, to enlist him under his command as an Angel Envoy… He doesn’t care about the destiny binding Song Ci and the light. Although he’s not powerful enough now, in the future when Gu Shen can forge the fire seeds, he’ll directly use the “Netherworld Fire” to impact Song Ci’s Spirit Sea!

To hell with destiny! To hell with light!

If you don’t try, how do you know it won’t work?

Bai Shu’s voice was more helpless: “So…”

“I hope Song Ci can stay in Changye, stay in the cemetery. Not as someone you see as valuable, but as someone I see as valuable…” Gu Shen sincerely said, “In addition, I hope you can take care of him a little, teach him some ‘combat techniques,’ or advanced cultivation techniques.”

The triple Reverse Flow opened once again.

Thunder rumbled at the Skytop, divine might enveloped.

Amid the Golden Divine Domain, Bai Shu’s solemn voice sounded.

Bai Shu said sternly, “Gu Shen, your calculations are a bit too loud!”

Gu Shen straightened his back, took a deep breath, enduring the invisible pressure.

Bai Shu’s voice echoed directly in his Spirit Sea: “Do you know that Song Ci’s destiny with ‘light’ is already bound, and if you cultivate him now, should he join Light City in the future, you would have cultivated a sworn enemy for yourself?”

Gu Shen shook his head, “He won’t.”

“Why are you so confident?” Bai Shu laughed in anger: “Do you understand him, trust him that much?”

“It has nothing to do with any of that.”

“Because of you.” Gu Shen said lightly: “As long as Song Ci stays in the cemetery, as long as he’s by your side… unless light comes personally, who else has the chance to take him away, who else has the chance to make him join Light City?”

With these words, Bai Shu had nothing left to say.

After a long while, Bai Shu let out a soft sigh.

He was never one to enjoy pretending, and with that sigh, the Reverse Flow Divine Domain slowly dissipated, along with the majesty and intimidation he had purposely put up earlier.

“You… truly are a troublesome fellow.”

Bai Shu looked at Gu Shen meaningfully and said, “Just this once, I won’t make exceptions in the future. If you do not achieve the ‘grand vision’ you spoke of when you forge the fire seeds, I will look down on you.”

“Senior…”

Gu Shen chuckled, and instead of making big talk, he spoke seriously, word by word: “You have been in my shadow for so long, do you not know what kind of person I am?”

The oath he makes, the promise he gives, is etched in his heart!

He avenges any wrong, repays any kindness!

…

…

Song Ci knelt for a long time, silently gazing at the thick fog ahead, recalling his conversation with Nan Jin in the old district.

Did he regret refusing to fight the battle?

He did.

But if he were to do it again… the ending would probably still be the same.

He, Song Ci, is a blunt man, and doesn’t think deeply about many things when making decisions. He simply follows his heart, and at the moment the Battle God Throne extended the olive branch, he felt that refusal was what he had to do.

That was the “right” choice.

But it wasn’t until Xiao Lu finished speaking to him that he realized the so-called “following one’s heart” required others to bear the consequences for him. From that moment, Song Ci knew he couldn’t live as freely as before.

Before making a decision, he had to consider the people in front of and behind him.

Behind him is his wife, Xiao Lu, and Hua Zhi.

If he wants to protect those behind him, he needs to become stronger, much stronger… At such a crucial moment, how could he pass up the opportunity to cultivate under the Battle God?!

As long as he can seize this opportunity.

He’d be willing to kneel for as long as it takes.

Before long, Gu Shen emerged from the thick fog of the inner cemetery.

“Get up.”

Gu Shen looked at the man kneeling on the ground and said.

“I won’t.”

Song Ci was as stubborn as a mule, not even raising his head.

“What’s the use of kneeling here? It only moves yourself.” Gu Shen frowned and said, “Didn’t Old Lu and your wife teach you? A man’s knees are precious. If you want Bai Shu Divine Throne to take you as a disciple, why don’t you dare enter the cemetery?”

Song Ci froze.

“The Battle Fire can only be wielded by those with a fierce character.” Gu Shen said, “If you really want to cultivate under Mr. Bai Shu, each moment you kneel here, the hope becomes smaller. He wouldn’t value someone like you.”

In the next moment, Song Ci stood up with a whoosh.

“Is this what Mr. Bai Shu told you?”

He was a bit nervous, unsure and lost as to what he should do or what he was supposed to do next.

Song Ci was a brute, only adept at fighting, a blank slate in many matters.

“Mr. Bai Shu didn’t say anything to me, but I know… what I said is sincere.” Gu Shen asked, “Would I lie to you?”

“Of course not.” Song Ci shook his head vigorously like a rattle drum.

Looking towards the thick fog, he confusedly asked, “Should I… directly storm into the inner cemetery, explain to Mr. Bai Shu that this is a misunderstanding?”

“Perhaps that’s not a bad idea.”

Gu Shen looked at Song Ci and said softly, “Why don’t you give it a try?”

“But this is… Qingzhong.”

Song Ci said cautiously, “This is the sacred ground of Changye, the ‘Land of Divine Miracles’ of the East Continent… If I force my way in here and damage the cemetery, wouldn’t that disgrace my wife?”