Chapter 360 - 168: "Guanxi Plain, the Jiangbei Mortal Realm Has Come.

Chapter 360: Chapter 168: "Guanxi Plain, the Jiangbei Mortal Realm Has Come.

In theory.

As a Grand Elder, he shouldn’t be constantly questioning the Saint Master’s actions.

But...

The Saint Master’s way of doing things was just too absurd. He really couldn’t help himself. Sometimes, he was even glad this Saint Master was the one in charge; otherwise, with a motor-mouth like his, if he had a Sect Leader like the one from the Heaven-Hating Sect, he probably wouldn’t last very long.

When he was young, he often saw that the Elders of the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land were all very calm and composed.

He’d thought that when he grew old, he would be calm and composed, too.

He just never expected that now, on the verge of dying from old age, he still hadn’t managed to become composed. His mouth was still as loose as ever. ’It seems this isn’t a skill one automatically acquires with age.’

So, he had simply given up.

"What’s the rush?"

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master pursed his lips, looking expectantly toward the distant horizon. "The Mortal Realm might be building a High-speed Rail over here right now. Let’s wait a bit."

As the Mortal Realm’s fame spread across the Guanxi Plain, the Mortal Realm High-speed Rail attracted the most attention.

The importance of a "Mortal Realm High-speed Rail" to a faction was self-evident. Many factions wanted to build one. The principle wasn’t difficult—all one needed to do was construct a Max Level Suspended Basket and then lay down Copper Pipes.

Although the Building Blueprint for a Suspended Basket was Rare, a few factions still possessed it.

But as for the Copper Pipe...

They could only stare at each other blankly.

’We’ve never heard of or seen this building before. Can this even be considered a building?’

Besides, laying hundreds of kilometers of Copper Pipes would consume an astronomical amount of Ghost Stones. How could such a Rare building be cheap to construct? Most importantly, the Mortal Realm had only one Architect: Chen Fan of the Mortal Realm.

All the tracks were personally built by Chen Fan.

Crafting so many Copper Pipes would take a tremendous amount of effort.

Just then—

The gates of Hentian City suddenly swung open, and a large group of people marched out majestically. The Heaven-Hating Sect Leader walked at the very front, leading his Elders and disciples. He strode up to the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master, glanced at the group behind him, and laughed heartily.

"Zi Wei, it’s been a long time."

"Everyone in the Guanxi Plain says you have the World in Mind, Saint Master, and today I see it for myself. When the audacious Jiangbei Mortal Realm issued a declaration of war against the Heaven-Hating Sect, you, Zi Wei, were the first to bring your followers to our aid. I will accept this kindness."

"It’s just..."

"...unnecessary."

"That Mortal Realm is just spouting empty threats. If I’m in a good mood, I’ll pretend it never happened. If I’m in a bad mood, it’s not out of the question for me to take a trip to Jiangbei for a bit of fun."

"..."

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master, who had been spacing out, suddenly heard a hearty laugh by his ear. He frowned, and looking up, saw that it was indeed that fellow who had arrived.

’That forced, hearty laugh... one of a kind in the Guanxi Plain.’

He was a dwarf.

Before becoming the Sect Leader, he had suffered greatly and developed a bit of an inferiority complex. So, after taking his position, he deliberately practiced a hearty laugh. But it was so forced that it sounded like something from a traveling opera troupe. Paired with his short stature, it created a strong sense of dissonance.

"What are you saying?"

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master feigned anger. "You and I are brothers. How could I sit back and do nothing? Brother, hurry back inside. It’s cold out here. You don’t want to catch a chill."

"Uh..."

The Heaven-Hating Sect Leader, who had been about to say something, subconsciously looked up at the sun. "It’s early March, the beginning of spring. It’s not that cold anymore..."

"It’s still cold. Hurry back, hurry back. It would be terrible if you caught a chill."

"Well, I was trying to say..."

"Go back first!" the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master said with a grave expression. "I’ll stand guard here for you, brother. You don’t need to worry about anything else. Don’t put me in a difficult position. If you were to catch a chill because of this, my sin would be unforgivable."

"Uh..."

"Hurry back!"

"Alright, then..."

The Heaven-Hating Sect Leader was utterly bewildered. Half-pushed, half-persuaded, he led his people back toward Hentian City. Zi Wei had completely confused him. He had originally prepared a whole speech, but after just a few sentences from the man, he’d completely forgotten what he was going to say.

’What was I going to say again?’

In truth, he’d wanted to say that even if he did catch a chill, he had medicine, so it wasn’t a problem.

...

News that the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land had set up camp not far from the Heaven-Hating Sect spread quickly. Anyone with a discerning eye could roughly figure out what was going on. They were either here to watch the show or to lend support.

Regardless of the reason, it meant that in one hour, the Mortal Realm would definitely make a move.

In an instant, factions that were relatively close by all began to head toward the Heaven-Hating Sect.

If the Mortal Realm really sent people...

...and the Heaven-Hating Sect displayed its might, then they would kick the Mortal Realm while it was down and earn a favor from the Heaven-Hating Sect.

If the Heaven-Hating Sect couldn’t win, then they would just watch the show.

If nothing happened at all...

...then they would watch the Mortal Realm make a fool of itself. Failing to follow through on one’s words was a great source of shame.

In short.

As long as they went, they would get a front-row seat to the drama, whether the Mortal Realm showed up or not.

Gradually...

More and more factions gathered around Hentian City, but the hillside with the best viewing position was firmly occupied by the Slaughter Immortal Holy Land.

"See?"

The Slaughter Immortal Holy Land Saint Master looked at the growing number of factions arriving and said with a hint of smugness, "See? I told you we had to come early to get a good spot, didn’t I?"

"The first person to eat the crab gets the meat."

"..."

Standing beside him, the Grand Elder muttered under his breath, "The first person to eat a crab definitely doesn’t get meat. What they get depends on whether it’s a male or a female."

Meanwhile, the Heaven-Hating Sect Leader was all smiles, greeting each arrival personally.

He never expected it.

’To think our Heaven-Hating Sect has such a good reputation in the Guanxi Plain.’

’When one is in trouble, help comes from all sides.’

...

"Mmm..."

On the Flying Ship, Chen Fan stood on the deck, looking at the Ghost Map in his hand. He estimated their distance; they would arrive in a little over half an hour. He glanced to either side.