Under the brightly lit night, a red Lamborghini drove away from the mansion.

Old Master Si watched the departing sports car, releasing a sigh of relief, and turned to his two sons, saying, "After you go back tonight, hold another clan meeting, not too large, just call a few direct descendants. From today onward, the Si family needs to undergo a full transformation to face the upcoming crisis."

He paused for a moment: "Gather all resources and prepare to support Miss Yue Ji."

The two sons of the Si family were slightly taken aback.

As the eldest son, Si Chengye was always steady and obedient, lowering his head and acknowledging.

"Father."

Si Chengze said in a low voice, "Aren't we betting the family fortune on this?"

As the second son, he had always been agile-minded and capable of independent thinking.

Old Master Si said calmly, "No, this is not a gamble, but a certain investment. Although the Dark World is dominated by the Jiang family, the selection of the next king's candidate involves more than just blood and surname. There is a being beyond your imagination who has taken an interest in our Si family and wants us to become her Nirvana Flower."

The Nirvana Flower is a very special vegetation that grows in the Fusang Divine Palace.

Legend has it that its flowering period is only a brief seven days, and when it withers, it turns to ashes. If its nutrients are absorbed by a creature called the Glazed Bird, it will wither silently.

However, nine days after withering, it experiences a rebirth akin to a glorious bloom, gaining an eternal flowering period.

The Glazed Bird can also soar to the sky.

Old Master Si's use of the Glazed Bird and Nirvana Flower was a metaphor that hinted at everything.

"The Si family has always suffered from a lack of power, only serving as a foil."

He sighed lightly, "Now we have finally received the favor of a supreme being, becoming her proxy in the Dark World. And Miss Yue Ji is the person chosen by this being."

So that's it.

The brothers of the Si family suddenly understood that this was the true reason for their father's desperate gamble.

Yes, continuing like this would mean forever being the Jiang family's dog.

Then why not pursue a higher position?

In the Dark World, where only the fittest survive, why should the Jiang family always sit on the throne?

"Then Xingye should also be the one chosen by that being, right?"

Si Chengze realized, "Otherwise, it wouldn't be him completing this marriage."

Si Chengye analyzed for a moment, then nodded: "When one person attains enlightenment, even the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. With a prominent figure willing to bet on Miss Yue Ji, our family will also benefit, especially Xingye. But there's a problem: what if the Mr. San from the Ether Association is really still alive? Can we really withstand his wrath?"

Everyone in the world knows that since Qilin disappeared, the Ether Association seemed to have lost their Crown Prince.

Who knows what kind of power he would gain if he truly rose from the dead.

"Don't worry, this isn't something you should worry about. From today, you just need to safeguard Miss Yue Ji. Jiang Chunyang doesn't have much time left; he can still waver now, but as long as his offspring is left with only one, and it's the strongest, he has no choice!"

Old Master Si said solemnly, "The Jiang family oppresses me, but they don't know that I can also counter-press the Jiang family!"

Having been controlled by the Jiang family for so many years, the moment to hold their heads high had finally arrived.

"Understood, I'll start preparing resources for Miss Yue Ji."

Si Chengye turned and left: "You rest early."

Si Chengze also bowed deeply: "I'll go organize information for Xingye."

Old Master Si nodded with satisfaction, these two sons didn't possess great talent, but they had learned his essence—to know how to chart a wide path and never fight a losing battle.

He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the deep night, feeling a surge of ambition.

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The red Lamborghini cruised through the streets of Shibuya District, the lights on the roadside glittering brightly, signaling the start of the nightlife.

This was the first time Gu Jianlin was driving such a high-end sports car. After all, back in his home country he didn't even have a driver's license, at most only practicing in open spaces, but after coming to Ying Province, he adopted a new identity.

Thus, he had obtained a driving license.

"Is it really that hard to help me put on stockings?"

Skylark swung her sunglasses, her exquisite face porcelain white as snow under the light, her elegant hair twisted into a bun with stray locks drooping lazily like dandelions scattered by the wind.

Her red academy-style uniform was matched with a snow-white shirt, below the black pleated skirt were slender legs wrapped in black stockings, tapping rhythmically in black shiny leather shoes.

This woman wore a different outfit every time she went out.

Originally, they were supposed to go out at two thirty, but they dragged it out until three forty.

The two of them had standoff for a full hour and fifteen minutes over a pair of stockings.

"I am not your Male Sacrifice, why should I help put on stockings?"

Gu Jianlin turned the steering wheel, saying expressionlessly: "Using the Spiritual Body is already the limit."

Skylark glanced at him: "Your Spiritual Body is so ugly, do you think it's worthy of touching me?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

Gu Jianlin had gotten used to her unreasonable and overbearing behavior. No wonder she was called a young lady, truly pampered and willful.

"Are there people at Buzhou Mountain who used to serve you like this? Since you say you are the same kind of being as I am, shouldn't you have your Divine Servants too? Why don't you look for them?"

He stepped on the brake, watching the change of the traffic lights above, his tone devoid of any fluctuation.

Skylark knew he was testing her again, crossing her arms with a light snort: "No, I don't remember anything. I only remember that when I became conscious, I was lying in a coffin, merging with something."

Gu Jianlin glanced at her through the rear-view mirror: "What thing?"

"Dragon Bone."

Skylark replied coldly.

Gu Jianlin thought of the bloodline connection between them, falling into contemplation: "So you don't remember your identity, nor your life, you only remember a code name. Honestly, I'm a bit confused whether before you became like me, you were a human or part of the Ancient God Clan."

This test, however, did not provoke Skylark. She gazed out the window, pouting: "I should be human, because I vaguely remember some fragments of my life in the Human World. Who in the Ancient God Clan would have that kind of leisure?"

Gu Jianlin hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Candle Dragon Venerable."

Upon hearing this name, Skylark's eyes flickered slightly.

She held her hand to her forehead, as if recalling some painful memory, her delicate cheeks growing ever paler.

The pain was not feigned.

She even appeared somewhat fearful.

"Stop testing me."

She said coldly: "Otherwise, I'll kill you instantly, even if you are of my kind."

The girl's eyes rose, filled with a crimson blood hue, a burning Dragon Might as if ablaze.

Gu Jianlin was not afraid, having already faced old monsters.

No matter how astonishing this woman's background, at most, it's just that.

"Apologies."

He said calmly: "It's just that finding your past would be better for both of us, to prevent you from having any potential enemies I don't know about, so we won't go down together."

"Don't worry, I'll remind you of whatever I can remember."

Skylark snorted lightly.

Gu Jianlin did not elaborate further: "So you really don't have a Divine Servant?"

Skylark, bored, rested her chin in her hand and said blandly: "I didn't create a Divine Servant, probably because of some psychological cleanliness. So, using yours, isn't that fine? You are currently held hostage by me, what's yours is mine."

Returning to this topic made Gu Jianlin feel heavy-hearted.

Yes, right now he was indeed held hostage.

This woman could probably kill him in an instant.

However, Skylark temporarily had no intention to kill.

The current relationship is relatively stable, only because there has been no conflict, thus forming a temporary alliance.

They have a common enemy, The Order of the Hidden.

But once the crisis is overcome, it will be the moment the alliance fractures.

Who knows what will happen then.

"Relax, as long as you dutifully serve as my Male Sacrifice, I won't mistreat you. Aren't you eager to see the Si Family thrive? Building your own power is a necessary step for a strong person. Including your little girlfriend, her talent is indeed quite impressive, if it were me, I'd also choose her as the next ruler."

Skylark squinted her eyes, speaking with deep meaning: "It's just that Jiang Chunyang, that old ghost, is too deep-witted. No one knows what he's up to. Your little girlfriend, having such an ancestor, must be quite difficult."

Gu Jianlin's face stiffened: "What little girlfriend?"

"Are you playing dumb with me?"

Skylark gave him a sideways glance, speaking indifferently: "Of course, you're quite self-aware. For now, you are my Male Sacrifice, and I don't allow you to think about anyone else. You can only serve me now, understood? I can help you achieve everything you desire, supporting that little girl to power is quite entertaining too."

She thought for a moment: "By the way, I also want to know where the Red King's legacy is."

Gu Jianlin raised an eyebrow: "The Red King's legacy?"

"The Order World has been searching for something for two hundred years, yet still hasn't found it."

Skylark gazed into the night outside, snorting coldly: "That old ghost Jiang Chunyang is hiding too deeply."

"With your strength, is it so difficult to kill him?"

Gu Jianlin asked in confusion: "Before you Ascended, wasn't it already possible? You could easily seriously wound Rhein, and back then you probably still hadn't used your full power. Is Jiang Chunyang's combat strength much stronger than Rhein's?"

Skylark gave the matter serious thought.

"Not exactly, I also can't remember why I didn't kill him before."

She shook her head: "It's just that some problems aren't simply solved by killing."

Ding.

At this moment, Gu Jianlin received the documents organized by the Si Family.

"Turn right and park ahead, I smell Miyamoto Shosuke, a strong stench of corpse."

Skylark said with a cold face: "Get ready, from now on you'll have to fight."

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