The Unruly Immortals

Amidst the chaos, within the timeless White Jade Capital, all the Fate Commanders were entwined yet separate, forming a circle.

At the center of the circle was Ji Zai, the one who governed bewilderment, alongside the dying San Qing, who governed secretive Heavenly Dao.

The sound of "crunching" kept echoing as Li Huowang forcefully tore and filled his mouth with something both slippery and bloody.

Ji Zai looked at the things before him, and now even he couldn't distinguish nor grasp clearly which was the secret Heavenly Dao and which was the growth Heavenly Dao taken from Zuo Qiuyong.

After all, as the one in charge of the secretive Heavenly Dao, San Qing hiding such information from him would surely be a piece of cake.

However, that didn't hinder Ji Zai's actions. Regardless of which one it was, eating it all would make no difference. With that thought, Ji Zai unhesitatingly grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth.

With a Heavenly Dao clamped in his mouth, Li Huowang turned around, somewhat perplexed, facing other Fate Commanders, asking muddledly, "What's wrong? Don't you all want San Qing's Heavenly Dao?"

Upon hearing Li Huowang's words, none of the other Fate Commanders in White Jade Capital wished to say anything. They simply stood there, watching him.

Li Huowang couldn't care less about others; it was better if they didn't want the Heavenly Dao. None of them were reliable anyway.

If someone took the Heavenly Dao and then turned against him for some other reason, it would be a huge headache.

He couldn't trust to put the other Heavenly Dao in their hands. Relying on others was not as dependable as relying on himself, having all of San Qing's Heavenly Dao in his own hands couldn't go wrong.

Just then, Li Huowang noticed Wu Sheng Laomu approaching, squatting opposite him, gently entwining her feathered sleeves around his deformed six arms.

At this moment, Li Huowang felt a sudden warmth in his heart, the feeling of someone never abandoning him was just fantastic.

Perhaps because of this, he could always endure, no matter how many hardships he experienced.

Following this, Ji Zai and Wu Sheng Laomu exchanged a smile before they started absorbing San Qing's Heavenly Dao together.

However, what Li Huowang didn't expect was that even though he had injured San Qing so severely, San Qing was still alive.

Blood flowing all over, the dying Qing Wanglai coughed blood yet laughed aloud, looking blankly at the sky while feeling his body being tugged.

But soon, a half-smoky face with thorn tattoos blocked his line of sight. "Must be painful, right? Want me to help you get relief?"

A smoke ring descended from above, enveloping Qing Wanglai's face.

Yet even so, Qing Wanglai's face still wore that signature benevolent smile. "Li..... do you really....do you really think....I don't have....a backup plan...? You think....I'll just....so easily....?"

Upon hearing these words, Li Huowang suddenly paused, after a few seconds, he forced the thing in his mouth to swallow it down. "What? Even now, what else can you do? Could it be you can still poison me?"

"Why....not....? I already...can keep up with your....thoughts... I already....predicted how you would....act...."

As soon as Li Huowang finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and then he vomited out everything. "You actually dared to poison the Heavenly Dao?!"

"Hahahahaha!!!" In a daze, Qing Wanglai, using his last ounce of strength, laughed aloud.

Amidst Qing Wanglai's laughter, Li Huowang felt a faint pain starting in his abdomen, a pain so familiar, reminiscent of the agony he felt back in Qingfeng Taoist Temple after consuming the three Immortal Pills concocted by Master Danyang using various Evil Spirits.

Li Huowang immediately stuck his finger into his throat, forcefully gagging. "Ugh~"

Even though he vomited almost everything in his stomach, Li Huowang still felt his abdominal pain worsening.

"Li Huowang....since you refuse....to die, I can only send...you...to death...then....my plan must complete..."

Seeing the situation changing here, others quickly came over, under the guidance of Wu Qi, ready to pump Li Huowang's stomach.

However, after several operations, Li Huowang's condition not only didn't improve but got worse. His face turned as pale as paper, and sweat beads as big as peas were saturating his forehead.

And not only him, even Yang Na beside him began to show symptoms.

Badly bruised and battered, Li Huowang pushed others away, gritting his teeth, picking up Qing Wanglai from the ground viciously glaring at him. "What on earth did you do!"

However at this moment, Qing Wanglai could no longer answer him. Even though his face still bore that signature smile, looking at his hollow eyes, he was obviously dead.

But from such a close distance, Li Huowang noticed something white tucked in Qing Wanglai's collar, pulling it out, he found it was a slip of paper densely written with words.

Lines of beautiful slanted script, clearly pre-written by Qing Wanglai before he acted, appeared.

"Li Huowang, if you're reading this note, it means you didn't help me, your thinking is ultimately too primitive, still entangled in the gains and losses of some projections."

"Since gentle means don't work, only harsh ones will; having consumed me, you're likely alive for only a day or two."

"Of course, I'm not showing great compassion by allowing you to live an extra day or two. If I put a lethal poison, I would likely die instantly, not making it to the moment to poison you."

"Do you know what? Actually, it's never because I can't beat you all, I just have held a glimmer of hope for you all but alas, I was wrong, only I in the whole world can think clearly."

"Don't worry, you will walk alone, take a look beneath my corpse and see what is there, only by collapsing all the projections here can we rescue our true selves."

Li Huowang looked down at where Qing Wanglai had just been lying, and saw some glass shards lying in the viscous blood! Upon close inspection, they were fragments of three test tubes.

It was clear that amidst the chaos, Qing Wanglai had silently slid these three test tubes out of his sleeve, shattering onto the blood-red ground!

The liquid in all three test tubes had mixed due to the shattering, some colorless and odorless substances had already spread within the room, while Li Huowang didn't know what was inside, it definitely wasn't the anesthetic from before!

This guy had been spewing such gibberish earlier, in reality, it was all just a smokescreen! Even if he hadn't eaten him, he would still have been poisoned alongside the others! This guy's ultimate goal was to kill all Fate Commanders in White Jade Capital!

When Li Huowang looked back at Qing Wanglai's corpse again, he noticed the smile on the other's face had grown even bigger.

Seeing that disgusting face, the anger within Li Huowang's heart grew fiercer and fiercer, as he snatched the gun from Yang Na's hand, gritting his teeth, he pulled the trigger at Qing Wanglai's face.

With a "bang", Qing Wanglai's head was blasted to bits, and amidst the reds and whites, another slip of paper appeared.