Chapter 190: Preparations Before the Seven Deadly Sins Emerge

"It sounds no different from the Chiyan Empire. Nobles ride on the backs of commoners and suck their blood in both places—it's just a metaphor in one, and literal in the other. But I'm curious about one thing. Where did the Blood Clan come from? Are they nightmare monsters?"

Nangong Mengli pondered for a moment. "I'm not entirely sure if they're Nightmare Creatures, but according to legend, the Blood Clan Progenitor was the Undead King who once founded the Blood Moon Empire."

"The Undead King?" Su Mu was somewhat unfamiliar with this title.

"The Undead King is one of the Seven Kings, and these so-called Seven Kings actually refer to the original founders of the current Seven Great Empires. They are universally acknowledged as the seven Gold Kings!

"The Undead King of the Blood Moon Empire, the Dragon King of the Longyuan Empire, the Saint King of the Holy Empire, and so on... These Kings have long vanished into the river of history, but the title of the Seven Kings has been passed down. Their successors inherited it, becoming the true rulers of the empires."

"Then who is the King of the Chiyan Empire?"

Nangong Mengli shook her head. "The Chiyan Empire has no King."

"Oh?" This surprised Su Mu a little.

"It is common knowledge that there are only six people among the Seven Kings; only the Chiyan Empire lacks a King. To be precise, they should have had one in the past, but for some unknown reason, that King disappeared. It wasn't just a simple disappearance—the King's descendants, along with all related historical records, seemed to have been erased. They vanished completely from the world.

"Even the King's title failed to survive the ages. The current Royal Family of the Chiyan Empire is nothing more than the descendants of ministers who once served under the King."

"Interesting." Su Mu smiled faintly. As he learned more, he realized that the Real World was almost as fascinating as the Nightmare World.

This pleased him greatly; it meant he would never be bored, whether in the Real World or the Nightmare World.

"By the way, Susu, you asked me to arrange a meeting with Yan Moxie of the Revolutionary Army earlier. Do you have a plan?"

"Go tell Yan Moxie... that the Seven Deadly Sins have agreed to meet him." Su Mu's lips curved into a mysterious smile, his Tinted Glasses barely concealing the profound light gleaming in his eyes.

After giving her a few more detailed instructions, he went to sleep.

Of course, for someone like him, even sleeping wasn't idle time.

Inside his dream, Su Mu expanded the dreamscape continuously until it slowly overlapped with more than half of Star City. With his current level of spiritual power, he still wasn't strong enough to blanket the entire city, but it was sufficient for now.

The dreamscape's expansion halted the moment it reached the Longevity Daoist Temple.

Su Mu took a step forward. As if using Shrink the Earth to an Inch, his figure instantly appeared inside the Longevity Daoist Temple.

Taoist Priest Xuanqing abruptly opened his eyes from his sleep. He stared warily at the dark silhouette that had suddenly appeared in his room. It was only after clearly recognizing the intruder as Su Mu that he lowered his guard, hastily getting up to bow.

"Greetings, Lord Divine Envoy."

Su Mu nodded and casually handed over a Silver-White Mask.

Taoist Priest Xuanqing respectfully accepted it. Glancing at the mask, he noticed a lecherous smiling face carved into it. Confused, he asked, "Lord Divine Envoy, what is this..."

"From now on, you will temporarily act as Lust of the Seven Deadly Sins."

Taoist Priest Xuanqing's heart skipped a beat. He recalled the images from his previous divination, knowing that Jun Wushang was the future Lust. Meanwhile, he himself was Jun Wushang's Master, and now he was temporarily acting as Lust... By the Celestial Sovereign of Longevity!

'So this poor Daoist is the first-generation Lust! This is bad! Could it be that I will meet with some misfortune during the Lord Divine Envoy's plan, and only pass on the mantle of Lust to Jun Wushang after I die?'

'No, I have to summon that rebellious disciple back tomorrow and hold the Transmission Ritual for him. Once he gains the acknowledgment of the Celestial Sovereign of Longevity, he'll be able to cast Longevity Daoist Magic. If something unexpected really does happen tomorrow, at least the Longevity Lineage won't end with me.'

"When Sikong Zhen comes visiting tomorrow, divine some information about the Seven Deadly Sins for him."

"May I ask the Divine Envoy, exactly what information should I divine?"

Su Mu smiled mysteriously and murmured a few instructions.

Old Taoist Xuanqing's face instantly filled with shock. "Lord Divine Envoy, could it be that you plan to..."

Su Mu smiled and nodded, turning to leave the Longevity Daoist Temple.

He once again used his dreamscape teleportation. This time, he arrived at Murong Yun's house.

The sky was already growing light, but Murong Yun had only just gone to sleep. After becoming a member of the Blood Clan, he had become nocturnal. Although he wasn't as terrified of the sun as lower-tier members of the Blood Clan, he instinctively loathed sunlight and hated going out during the day.

Su Mu entered Murong Yun's dream.

It was a sweet dream.

In the dream, Murong Yun had become the head of the Murong Family and returned to the center of power in the Imperial Capital. He had fulfilled his late father Murong Zhuo's lifelong wish, restoring the Murong Family to its former glory!

Seeing this, Su Mu found it rather amusing. In this world, the wicked villains who committed all kinds of atrocities were the ones constantly having sweet dreams, while kind and good people were often plagued by various nightmares.

Perhaps it was because good people lived much harder lives. If a good person did even a single bad deed, they would feel guilty for a long time. Bad people, on the other hand, committed every evil act imaginable and still felt entirely justified.

He used his own dreamscape to overwrite Murong Yun's dream, then began to manipulate it.

The scene instantly shifted to Murong Zhuo's birthday banquet. Pride stood in the center of the hall, looking down on everyone with equal contempt. Meanwhile, Murong Zhuo lay in a pool of blood, his severed head resting on the floor, staring at Murong Yun with wide, unresigned eyes.

This had been the most terrifying day in Murong Yun's smooth-sailing life, a lingering nightmare he could never shake off.

On that day, his father had died a tragic death, and the Murong Family had been reduced to a laughingstock.

Suddenly, Murong Zhuo's severed head opened its mouth. His jaws worked open and shut repeatedly. "Yun'er, why haven't you avenged your father!"

Hiding in the crowd, Murong Yun jumped in fright, his face abruptly turning pale. "Father, please stop talking! I'm scared."

At that moment, Pride's gaze shifted over, filled with mockery. "What? You want revenge?"

Murong Yun frantically waved his hands. He was just about to say he didn't want revenge, only to find that he couldn't speak a single word. His body stepped out of the crowd uncontrollably, arriving directly in front of Pride.

"Very good. You have courage. As a reward, I will allow you to go down and keep your father company."

Pride gently raised a hand, and Murong Yun's head immediately tumbled to the ground.

However, even with his head on the floor, Murong Yun realized he wasn't dead. Instead, he sat side by side with his father's severed head, watching from the sidelines as Pride went on a massacre, slaughtering everyone present, including Nangong Mengli.

The scene shattered.

A new scene quickly surfaced. This time, Murong Yun witnessed an even more horrifying sight. It was still Murong Zhuo's birthday banquet, but making their entrance were all of the Seven Deadly Sins!

Uniform black tailcoats, top hats, white gloves, and Silver-White Masks!

The only difference was that the expression on each Silver-White Mask was different, representing seven distinct emotions.

Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Lust!