Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 582: Talking at Midnight on the 581st Night

Zhou Bai then turned his attention to the last match of the day, Wei Cangsheng versus Jue Ji.

Just as Zhou Bai was thinking that this Wei Cangsheng might also concede defeat soon, the development of the battle took him by surprise.

He saw, within the time-space of Daluo Heaven, Wei Cangsheng looked up at the Emperor's Sword in the sky with a faint smile, then turned to Jue Ji and transmitted his voice, "Senior Jue Ji, as the Sword Spirit of the Flying Sword that has protected the human race for hundreds of years, why do you choose to support the tyrant, this time helping the Heavenly Court to oppress the human race?"

"Hmm?" Jue Ji raised his eyebrows, looking surprised at the other party, "How do you know about my origins?" He recalled in his mind, "Wei Cangsheng, you are from the Wei Family in Central City, right? The Wei Family was a major clan within the Evil Sect and moved to Central City more than thirty years ago. Given your generation, you shouldn't know about my past." frёewebnoѵēl.com

Wei Cangsheng spoke indifferently, "I have my own sources of information. My questioning here is simply out of curiosity about the choices you've made, Senior. Perhaps there has been some misunderstanding about the human race, and we can have a proper discussion."

Jue Ji responded coldly, "No misunderstanding to speak of, we simply stand on opposing sides, and in such cases, swords must speak. Seeing as you are from Central City, I will allow you to make the first move. Go ahead."

Wei Cangsheng made no move to attack but instead said, "The Top Ten Tournament isn't about defeating just one or two competitors. Senior, you wouldn't want to expend too much energy on me, right? How about we make a bet instead?"

"A bet?"

Wei Cangsheng replied, "Indeed, I will perform a set of swordsmanship, and you, Senior, can't use any Divine Skills, solely relying on swordsmanship to break through my technique. If you can break through this set of swordsmanship, I will concede defeat immediately. What do you say?"

Hearing this, Jue Ji was indeed intrigued. As a reincarnation of a Nine Realms Flying Sword Spirit from Jijian Pavilion, it could be said that he was truly born with the sword, and the Sword Dao had become a part of his life.

Moreover, in the past, being in the Jijian Pavilion, he had no restrictions on studying various swordsmanship, and he had followed his master to battle countless Sword Dao experts.

The sword techniques he had seen were as vast as the ocean, countless, and in terms of understanding the Sword Dao, even many immortals were not his match.

Hearing someone challenge him in swordsmanship, an urge to compete was instantly ignited in Jue Ji, who said directly, "Interesting. I accept the challenge. Make your move."

Wei Cangsheng gave a bow and drew a sword from behind him, revealing it to be a wooden sword, which drew a chill in Jue Ji's eyes, "You plan to fight me with just a wooden sword?"

Wei Cangsheng explained, "The sword technique I am about to use is too murderous. As my skills are limited, I can only wield it with a wooden sword, otherwise, there's a risk of losing control."

Outside the arena, Zhou Bai watched the interaction between the two on the projection with a strange expression, unable to hear what they were communicating.

'What's going on, are they recognizing relatives? They've been talking for so long.'

Then he saw Wei Cangsheng perform a strange set of swordsmanship, which seemed to stun Jue Ji.

After more than ten seconds, Jue Ji replied with a set of sword techniques, which were all moves that unraveled the previous set, seemingly breaking down Wei Cangsheng's swordsmanship.

Then, Zhou Bai saw Wei Cangsheng bow his head in defeat and step down from the stage.

Zhou Bai curled his lips, "What's going on here? If this was throwing the match, wasn't it a bit too obvious?"

At any rate, today's debate in Daluo Heaven was over, and Zhou Bai exited with the others, glancing back to see Jue Ji, who had, at some point, walked up next to Wei Cangsheng, their Primordial Spirits colliding, apparently in some sort of exchange.

Zhou Bai didn't care about those details. He needed to hurry and harvest qi luck, striving to enhance his strength and make more comprehensive preparations for the upcoming battles.

So he quickly approached Tu Tianmo, patting his shoulder, "Brother, let's go get some food together."

Tu Tianmo staggered from the pat, turning to see it was Zhou Bai, his face showing an expression of distaste, "I'm not hungry, you go eat by yourself."

Zhou Bai said, "I won my debate today, let's celebrate together. Come on, don't be shy. You're the local boss here, so it's on you."

Tu Tianmo really wanted to spit at Zhou Bai, but something in his mind clicked, and he agreed, "Alright, my treat! To celebrate your victory today."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Tu Tianmo regretted it, really wanting to give himself a slap: "Why am I being polite to him? No, this is just a joke, right? A normal person would understand it's just a joke and would reject the offer, right?"

Zhou Bai: "I think the cafeteria at your Dao School is quite good, it's specially provided for the students by the heavens, shall we eat there?"

Tu Tianmo was about to say no when he heard Zhou Bai again: "After all, you're paying for my meal, so it's all up to you."

Tu Tianmo nodded: "Alright, let's eat at the Dao School."

As soon as he said it, he regretted it: "Why am I acting like a big shot? I'd rather feed a dog than feed this guy..."

Yet, he felt he couldn't go back on his word, so in the end, he still took Zhou Bai to the Dao School for a meal.

At first, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, but on the way, he stepped in several piles of poop, which infuriated Tu Tianmo even more.

"Who does that? Dropping poop everywhere in Central City?"

"Where on earth did this poop come from? I clearly saw that there was none just a moment ago."

Zhou Bai looked at the aura above Tu Tianmo's head which had diminished by a third and nodded inwardly: "Let it be for now, stepping in any more would be too much of a coincidence."

While harvesting luck in Central City, Zhou Bai certainly did not want to use the Guihai Black Fiend as it would be too revealing, so he activated the original form of the Heavenly Decay Domain, pure and natural, pollution-free, and less likely to draw attention.

After harvesting one-third of Tu Tianmo's luck, Zhou Bai and his company cheerfully had a meal together, and during the meal, he specifically asked where the most divine beings were in Central City.

Half an hour later, the Twisting Shadow sneaked into the Divine Inquiry District of Central City, an area with the highest concentration of divine beings.

Zhou Bai: "Let's start."

Christina said: "Are you sure you want to do this in the city center? With so many people, this is literally going to be a poop disaster."

Zhou Bai replied: "I will control the extent; I won't do it in densely populated areas. The main targets are still those divine beings—if I can take just a sliver of their luck unnoticed, that should be sufficient for me. Only green luck is different…"

Zhou Bai looked at the high-rise building in front of him and said: "According to my investigation, she lives here, let's go up and talk to her."

Christina pouted: "What's there to talk about? Just harvest directly."

Zhou Bai: "I'm not very clear on the specific impact of luck, but it's always felt special when favored by fate. Let's talk first to understand her tendencies before deciding."

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The Dark Lady sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling somewhat uneasy.

She thought again about Zhou Bai's penetrating gaze: "What exactly did he notice?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and a voice that made the Dark Lady's heart race reached her: "Song Jie? Are you there? I'm Zhou Bai from the Eastern Dao School; I have something I'd like to talk with you about."

The Dark Lady's breathing quickened: "How could he have come here? Has he seen something? What should I do?"

She suddenly covered her ears and curled up on the bed: "No, I can't listen to this guy; there's not a word of truth in his mouth."

Another voice from outside the door: "No one?"

The Dark Lady thought: 'Don't respond to him. A normal person would think no one's home and would leave, right?'

From outside: "If there's no one, then I'm coming in?"