506 Nation’s Sword Saint

“You fool. Don’t you know how vast the underworld is before you enter it? The Lord of the Underworld, Yixie Namei, is a heaven-rank master with eight million ghosts and spirits under them. The number of earth-rank ghosts and spirits is uncountable. You want to take over the underworld with only the two of you?”

Abe Haruki laughed out loud. In his eyes, there were ghostly flames floating from time to time. The air was filled with a dense black fog, and the ground was full of skeletons. Some were human and some were beasts. He could even sense the powerful aura of the master of the underworld, Yixie, from far away!

Lin Xuan’s eyes narrowed, and a few guesses formed in his mind. Although it was unbelievable, it was a possibility.

He used his hand to pull Orochi over and grabbed one of the hydra’s heads as he said fiercely, “Is this Takama?”

“Hiss, why should I ah-! That’s right, that’s right, this is Takama, p-please, stop!”

This hydra’s head wasn’t honest, so Lin Xuan punched it twice until it obediently admitted defeat.

Lin Xuan’s guess was confirmed, so he casually threw Orochi’s head to the side. The main world was the underworld and Takama. No, not the main world, but this Ghost Society. This Ghost Society would give birth to the underworld and Takama!

Although Lin Xuan’s brain was not as fast as Superman’s, his thinking speed was better than that of a normal human. He quickly combined all the previous doubts, such as why Abe Haruki chose to invite God’s descent at Jingguo Ghost Society and why he chose this specific time.

This was because Ghost Society was the intersection of the three realms. Only here could one use the power of earth-rank and summon a heaven-rank God!

“I understand, I understand everything now… But it was useless.”

Lin Xuan had already entered the entrance to check, but Takama had not been born at all. There was no trace of it now. This was originally a plan set 300 years ago. When he estimated it, he thought that with the pure faith of the Xiaori Country, it would only take 100 to 200 years to give birth to Takama. Giving an extra 100 years was considered an error in estimation.

Unfortunately, 300 years was too long, so long that Xiaori Country lost its pure belief in Takama due to the invasion of cultivation culture in Taixia Country and other countries. After 300 years, Takama still hadn’t been born.

Trash!

“Hey, so what now?”

Lin Xuan told Zhang Ningtian about his speculations, and he verified them with an ugly expression. If he didn’t know the direction, he would be at a loss. Now that he had a direction to verify, he could still carry out an accurate investigation.

After five minutes, Zhang Ningtian stood up with an ugly expression. Of course, because he was wearing a mask, Lin Xuan could not see his expression at all. “Two things, one good and one bad. Which one do you want to hear first?”

“Cut the crap and hurry up. There’s a lot of things waiting for me to deal with!”

Lin Xuan was the guarantee brawn in this mission, but Zhang Ningtian was the person in charge of this operation. When deciding the overall direction of the matter, it was Zhang Ningtian who had the power to judge and choose.

“Bad news, Takama did not succeed. As for the good news, it will come soon. If it’s fast, it’ll be in the next second. If it’s slow, it’ll be in three to four days.”?

Zhang Ningtian’s voice was emotionless. He did not know what to do now.

Lin Xuan frowned. He was also very irritated. The layout of Xiaori Country was far-reaching. If the strategy of Taixia Country failed, it would probably affect the future direction of Taixia Country and even the transcendence plan in the future. Moreover, the layout of the underworld was obviously made by his wife and was closely related to her.

He looked around in frustration, then looked at the battle between the ability users and the demon creatures outside. He really wanted to vent his anger now, since he was not in the country anyway… Eh, What’s this? A live broadcast?

Lin Xuan walked to Sword Saint Wei Ming’s side in one step. This Sword Saint was seriously injured, but he still had the mood to play with his phone for a live broadcast. He told the people of the Xiaori Country about his greatness and the cruelty of this battle. His phone screen was full of comments. Lin Xuan did not care because could not understand it anyway.

However, Lin Xuan could understand the number of viewers. 20 million real-time viewers?

“Wow, I didn’t expect you to be a famous live streamer with tens of millions of fans. About one-sixth of the population in Xiaori are your fans. With this level, you can be called the National Sword Saint!”

“You’re too kind. It’s all because of everyone’s admiration that I could go on this long. Although my swordsmanship is extraordinary, my spear technique still needs to be improved… Ahem, of course, I rely on my own swordsmanship to kill my enemies. Spearmanship is just an auxiliary.”

Sword Saint Wei Ming laughed awkwardly. He had accidentally blurted out what he was thinking. How was he going to sneak in in the future…

However, at this moment, Lin Xuan was deep in thought. Celebrities, fans, faith, gods, believers… Although they weren’t exactly the same, the essence between a God and a star was the same. If these 20 million people started praying for the birth of the underworld and Takama, would they…

Probably!

“Sword Saint Wei Ming, take the people of Xiaori Country to see how their ability users are risking their lives for them. Let them see that ability users are not the parasites of society, and that they are here to protect Xiaori Country.”

Lin Xuan’s thoughts turned, and he immediately began to persuade Sword Saint Wei Ming with his plan.

The situation in Taixia Country and Xiaori Country was different. On one side, everyone was equal, even the commoners would have a bright future; on the other side, ability users had various privileges. Especially in the recent decades, there were many open and secret struggles between the two classes. Of course, although the number of ability users with military strength was small, they still occupied a firm advantage.

However, the class struggle had never stopped, and now that Abe Haruki had fallen… The situation would probably be reversed. If the ordinary people could see the ability users fighting for them, would there be a different stance?

Sword Saint Wei’s thoughts moved quickly, and with Lin Xuan’s reminder, he naturally thought of what he was trying to imply. He was naturally tempted, but before he took action, he still hesitated. He looked at Lin Xuan and asked in a deep voice, “What’s your goal?”

“My purpose is to hope that Xiaori Country will stabilize itself and not be affected by smaller forces.”

Lin Xuan did not say it out loud. After all, there were 20 million people watching in real time, and he could not reveal his identity.

Sword Saint Wei Ming did not reveal Lin Xuan’s identity. Furthermore, he believed Lin Xuan’s nonsense. After all, based on his previous understanding, Emperor Killer of the BlackSky Alliance was definitely from Taixia.