SWNOVELXO Chapter 391 New Era, New World, New Tactics_2
Seventy years ago, you studied martial arts at a certain dojo, where you had a childhood sweetheart named Li Haohua. The two of you were very close, yet fate decreed that you were not to be together, and ultimately, you went elsewhere to seek your fortune, while she stayed to take care of her parents in her hometown.
After her parents passed away, she married a steward from the Myriad Gold Pavilion and moved far away. Twenty years later, she died under mysterious circumstances, but in reality, the steward had found a new love and had her secretly murdered.
Before she died, she sensed something amiss and entrusted someone to find you, now somewhat renowned, hoping you could help. However, the letter never reached you, because you had already gone elsewhere.
She died, and no one remembered anything.
Until today, after many years, the letter finally found its recipient.
It had been fifty years, and Foundation Building Cultivator Wang Shuishun could hardly remember the face of his childhood sweetheart. He didn't even know about the letter, as he had never returned to his hometown.
Today, he finally saw the letter, and what came to mind was that carefree time.
He had thought... that she had a happy life, married and had children, and lived a full life.
The letter had not found its owner and was tucked away in someone's desk... until a few months ago, when Meng Yu asked the Fox Clan for help in getting information.
No need to sort it, no need to filter it, if you have it, bring it to me!
So, a fox from the bookstore went through the mountain of letters accumulating in the storage room, scanned them with a Spirit Talisman, and sent them up.
In this world, no one remembered a girl named Li Haohua anymore, but her letter, in another universe, among the vast processing teams of the Blood God Sect, was picked out and with the help of supercomputers, matched with a cultivator named Wang Shuishun!
The letter's story was gentle and touching, the work of a psychological expert from the Blood God Sect who analyzed Wang Shuishun's personality.
Those who return tears to the sovereign's eyes would grieve to have not met before marriage.
The text was beautifully written, emotionally moving, and even mentioned the steward's later happy life, and his now peaceful days, including the channel on the Ascension List.
Committing murder for a belt of gold.
Wang Shuishun, with his eyes cast down, watched the city below burn.
Myriad Gold Pavilion, Myriad Gold Pavilion!
In reality, he may not dare to battle the Myriad Gold Pavilion, afraid of death, afraid of retribution, but in the Ascension List, could he not wield the knife for his dear Xiao Hua?
He smiled, tears welling up in his eyes.
...
This letter was for Wang Shuishun, and there were more letters for more people.
A white-haired old woman stood in a corner of another city. At one hundred twenty-five, she had no will for competition or fighting; she was close to death. It was really quite good to be on the Ascension List. Fighting and killing meant nothing to her, and her only regret was that she had grown old alone.
Then, Pharmacist Li Dongni, after following Little White Rabbit News, received a letter as well.
Do you still remember your daughter's death? She became a guard for the Myriad Gold Pavilion and died in battle. However, she was actually bullied to death by a steward of the Myriad Gold Pavilion simply because he found her charming and played with her.
The information contained names, details, processes, and timings.
The secret from those years should have remained unknown, but thirty years later, someone boasted of their "great achievements" in a brothel and it was recorded.
The records served no purpose because, in an era of information isolation, no one would know where the victims' parents were or whether they were even alive.
The email's closing was illustrated by a psychological expert from the Blood God Sect.
It was drawn in a cartoon style, with a little girl reaching out her hand, smiling as she ran toward her mother. In that moment, they were both incredibly happy.
Li Dongni's daughter had been dead for ninety-eight years.
Now alone, a mere bag of old bones close to death, while the family of the Myriad Gold Pavilion's steward flourished, his children still alive and well.
"Ha ha, ha ha."
Li Dongni stared blankly at the email, at the provided intelligence.
The intelligence was detailed and precise, with methods for verification.
She had never hated someone so much... so as a pharmacist, what could she do?
Online, she could kill and destroy as much as she wanted without dying.
Offline, she was making medicine for the Myriad Gold Pavilion.
She truly was not afraid of dying.
Thank you, thank you. Once she verified it, she would repay the Myriad Gold Pavilion properly.
...
The situation was becoming increasingly precarious.
Inside Wanbao City,
Meng Yu was engaged in a desperate struggle with the cultivators from Myriad Gold Pavilion. As for the progress of the Little White Rabbit News, synonymous with the work of the Bai Hu, he was not the slightest bit worried.
When he was dragged into the Ascension List by the Blood Shadow Ancestor, he wasn't panic-stricken; instead, he suddenly laughed.
This was a sure bet, not just a normal kind of certainty, but an almost guaranteed one.
He could actually access the internet?
Ancient warfare valued sharp swords and sturdy armor, but in modern times, everything revolved around information.
Unfortunately, in the Cultivation World, Meng Yu had not found any modern technological creations. This chilling discovery made him extremely cautious about introducing high-tech items, preferring to fight a clunky battle with his enemies.
However, in the Ascension List, he wanted to laugh out loud. Myriad Gold Pavilion had a dozen Nascent Souls, hundreds of Golden Cores, and countless Foundation Establishments, not to mention the even more powerful forces of the Four Great Sects. Yet... in this era of the internet, Meng Yu's advantage was endless, for he had the computational power of a universe behind him.
The intelligence gathered by the Fox Clan and the like, Meng Yu could hire hundreds of thousands, even millions of people, along with computers, to help sort it out in the Blood God Sect!
In the process of panning for gold in the great waves, Meng Yu had filtered out many poisons, which he now gifted to Myriad Gold Pavilion!
"You're finished!"
True Monarch Yu Xia blocked Meng Yu's front, the Lord of Eternal Triumph sealed his retreat, and two other Nascent Souls coordinated from the sides. In the distance, Golden Cores cast their spells recklessly at Meng Yu!
Fighting with Meng Yu for so long, everyone had also been improving!
Like this time, they had correctly bet on Meng Yu's resurrection point. They had not only blocked him but also prevented him from destroying anything.
Meng Yu didn't say anything; he didn't even manage to perfectly execute the Four Great Void, and was killed, leaving no body intact!
Twenty-seven times now, they had finally banded together and killed Meng Yu twenty-seven times!
It was all over... well, at least it should all be over for today, right?
Watching Meng Yu fall to the ground, whether Nascent Souls or Golden Cores, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Today had been such a long day, fighting this bastard for an entire day!
"We will invite more people tomorrow."
"The Battle Array still has room for improvement."
"My brothers and sisters can come to help."
"The Four Great Sects are very dissatisfied; they will also get involved."
The subordinates were saying all sorts of heartening words. Although everything was a mess, ultimately it was just money and items that were lost, not people, right?
The big bosses were pained by the loss, but everyone else was fine. Moreover, the big bosses above had said they would surely increase manpower.
"Ah? Meng Yu has resurrected again?"
Someone sent a message on the communication panel, and at the same time, various explosions were heard from the eastern part of the city.
"Ah, didn't we kill him twenty-seven times?"
A Golden Core shouted angrily.
"He... he has achieved Golden Core... and his Divine Soul has grown stronger as well, so it's normal for him to resurrect a few more times. So, let's kill him a few more times."
True Monarch Yu Xia took a deep breath and then flew toward Meng Yu's location.
She suddenly felt very tired.
It was like working overtime hard for a month, finally finishing the work, only to be told that the workload needed to double!
Suddenly, a terrifying thought crossed her mind.
Twenty-four hours in a day, and he could resurrect twenty-seven times. If he kept fighting and desperately escaping, could he keep resurrecting endlessly?
Then... what was the point of killing him here?
Who on earth had let this calamity in?