In the silent forest, nothing happened.
"At least... the Master of Black Blood didn’t come down and annihilate me directly, which is the best possible outcome."
"But I am even more certain that when I ascend, He will definitely appear... and devour me."
"Even now, am I also being watched by Him, or should I say... being cooked to some extent?"
Zhong Shenxiu looked at his arm, the black veins, though faint, were startling.
Even though he had transformed into divine dark power within him, he could not expel it.
"If I go by Yan Han’s evaluation, my Primordial Pill was also made through external forces; my foundation is mixed, and my future achievements will be limited, right?"
Zhong Shenxiu gave a bitter smile, then took a deep breath, "But it doesn’t matter, that blind sage even said I couldn’t break through the Primordial Pill!"
"Is this... reality? It seems I’ve fallen quite thoroughly."
He stood up, looked around, and couldn’t help but sigh.
After these events, he needed to consider how to deal with the Federation.
But... with so many council members dead at once, could the Federation even continue to exist?
"At least... the Prohibition is definitely screwed, it really is the expected development..."
Zhong Shenxiu lost himself in a smile, suddenly felt something, and quickly turned around.
A pure white woman’s face was right in front of him.
Half of her face was normal, while the other half resembled an unfinished, grotesque, and blurred sculpture.
Her lips slowly moved, uttering a plea for help.
Zhong Shenxiu’s palm covered with scales, fiercely slapped downwards.
In front of him, a massive palm imprint appeared, terrifying shockwaves continually spreading outwards like a natural disaster!
Amidst the rising dust, the half woman who resembled a plaster statue disappeared without a trace.
Just like her appearance, so silently, enough to drive one insane.
Zhong Shenxiu looked at the black vein patterns on his arm and suddenly laughed, "Is this the... ’fate’ that longevity bearers carry? Although they enjoy a prolonged life, they are always accompanied by illusions, and one day, they will be completely broken by hallucinations and madness, turning into the favorite food state of the Evil Gods?"
Zhong Shenxiu now knew where he was, the Sendeke Great Forest, located in the southernmost part of the Federation.
A far distance from Byron City.
He thought about it and didn’t travel through the real world but instead, with a thought, entered the Spirit Realm.
At this moment, the vast Spirit Realm was clearly divided into five layers in his eyes, marked by the four Dao Marks: the Door of Darkness, the Pure White Wilderness, the Crimson River, and the Golden Sky Tower.
Even without a beacon, he could easily locate himself, no longer fearing getting lost.
He could even appear at any place, no longer obstructed by the Dao Marks.
"I remember when I first reached the Spirit Realm, it was here, right?"
Zhong Shenxiu stepped forward, effortlessly twisting numerous spatial distances in the Spirit Realm, and arrived in a desolate city.
This was the spot where he first entered the Spirit Realm.
"And the corresponding real-world area should be the bar in Byron City..."
Then, he returned from the Spirit Realm to reality, arriving above the ruins of the Whisperer Bar.
"’Perfected ones’ can enter the Spirit Realm in physical form, but only ’longevity’ bearers can truly locate the Spirit Realm, use its characteristics, complete spatial teleportation, and then return to another real-world coordinate, achieving a teleport-like effect."
This kind of effect, Zhong Shenxiu had actually heard about before, like the Nightingale Family’s ’Gate’!
He straightened his collar, walked out of the ruins, and saw a large number of workers clearing the rubble.
Among them, there were even many women and children.
The last disaster had been too devastating for Byron City, leading to a severe shortage of labor. Even women and children were forced to work out of desperation.
Most were homeless due to the disaster or refugees who had lost their jobs. The city hall provided jobs to clear the debris; after a hard day’s work, they could only exchange their sweat for a piece of bread and a small amount of money, barely enough to keep from starving.
After all, the capitalists of the Federation were never kind creatures.
It was common to see police officers maintaining order on the streets, and some foreign journalists being chased around in embarrassing flight.
To Zhong Shenxiu, the scene appeared strangely harmonious.
’After all, the news of the Federation’s recent devastating losses hasn’t reached the lower levels yet... but it will within a few days.’
He walked slowly back home.
Jones was somewhat surprised to see Li Wei entering, "Li Wei, haven’t you been at home all this time? When did you go out?"
Carmela and Jennifer appeared from nowhere, grabbing onto Zhong Shenxiu’s arms, one on each side: "Brother, brother... we want to become magicians too."
Zhong Shenxiu chuckled, seeing Jones shamefully lower his head.
"Jennifer is too young; as for you, Carmela, you could start with some basics..."
He didn’t refuse outright, merely responding offhandedly.
Immediately, Zhong Shenxiu’s expression turned serious, "Jones, Carmela, Jennifer... Tell me, do you want to become the president of the Federation? Or perhaps the founding Emperor of the Mojito Dynasty?"
"President, haha... Li Wei, are you joking?"
Jones pointed to himself, "A smuggler? And the two women?"
"Who said women can’t be president, but I indeed don’t want to; I still want to play every day..." Carmela bit her little hand, slightly conflicted before letting go: "And the queen doesn’t sound very nice, does it..."
"I feel the same, I just want everything to stay as it is now; that would be perfect."
Jennifer also responded sincerely.
"Is that so? I understand..."
Zhong Shenxiu nodded slightly.
These three thought he was joking, but they had no idea the kind of opportunity they had just missed.
Zhong Shenxiu held a Mojito cocktail, pulling up his attribute panel:
[Name: Li Wei Mojito (Zhong Shenxiu)]
[Bloodline: Three-eyed Feathered Serpent (Complete Form)]
[Derived Abilities: Illusory Scales, Illusion Eyes, Death Feather]
[Bartending: Legendary]
[Ancient Sumerian: Fluent]
[Heavenly Show Points: 533 (13%)]
[Gate of All Gates: Can be Opened]
[State: Black Blood Mark]
"The Heavenly Show Points I’ve earned at the cost of the lives of many Federation masters are quite substantial..."
Zhong Shenxiu pondered for a moment, focusing his attention on the status section.
As he concentrated, a more detailed piece of information emerged:
[You have been watched by Him, constantly accompanied by illusions, and fear is the best condiment; He anticipates your ascension...]
"I have this ominous feeling that a great disaster is looming..."
Zhong Shenxiu muttered to himself under his breath.