178: It's the organization's mission.

Meng Yun feigned calmness, but in reality, he was panicking.

From the aura, the opponent had at least the strength of Transformation Spirit Peak, or even stronger!

Although Meng Yun might not lose if they truly fought, he definitely wouldn't come out unscathed!

"Why are you shouting so loud?!" Meng Yun bluffed, "If you have something, go find the building manager!"

Ling Lingfa was stunned by Meng Yun's shout, but he didn't pay too much attention to his nonsense.

After all—

Even such a strange and bizarre code could be thought up by 9527; without some unusual way of thinking, this kind of thing really couldn't be done.

"It's getting better, it's getting better, 9527!" Ling Lingfa excitedly took out a bottle of Demon Seed blood and waved it in front of Meng Yun:

"See? This blood has reacted to the Demon Subduing Sword! I told you, among all the undercover agents, you're the most reliable!"

Meng Yun's eyes were burning as he stared at the Demon Seed blood in Ling Lingfa's hand, as if parched.

Of course, he wasn't addicted.

It was just that with the inactivated Demon Seed blood, his Saint Divine Supreme Art could advance another level!

At this moment, in Meng Yun's gaze, the blood in the bottle seemed to subtly gather towards the direction of the sword forging ground, the blood flowing ceaselessly, even occasionally transforming into a precious sword, and then into a human figure, truly miraculous.

Wasn't it inactivated?

How could it still have a reaction?

But Meng Yun was already certain that his inactivation method was incredibly thorough; if he had to say, it was probably some kind of substance that could still trigger a similar reaction.

But it was no longer harmful to Meng Yun himself.

No, I have to get it.

Thinking this, Meng Yun reached out directly.

Unexpectedly, Ling Lingfa went with the flow and handed the blood directly to Meng Yun.

"?"

"No need to be confused, it's for you, 9527." Ling Lingfa smiled contentedly, "You did very well in this matter. I have already reported it to the organization. Perhaps our plan can be moved up."

Ling Lingfa then added, "If you hadn't accomplished this, what you would have received would have been this—"

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of potion from his storage ring and casually spilled it on the ground.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!

The ground was rapidly corroded into a huge pit, and dense poisonous smoke instantly spread.

Meng Yun: ...

Alright, alright.

"9527, you did well, so next, there's a further task for you."

"Another task?" Meng Yun was displeased, "Aren't we at the same rank! Believe it or not, I'll report you to our superior!"

"Hehe." Ling Lingfa smiled faintly, "Only you are most suitable."

"Speak." Meng Yun's face was solemn, "For the organization, always be ready!"

Always be ready to mess everything up~

"Very good, very spirited!" Ling Lingfa was very satisfied with Meng Yun's performance and immediately clapped his hands, "You should know about the Dark Crow Dynasty contestants, right?"

"Dark Crow Dynasty?" Meng Yun was startled and pondered for a moment:

"Are they the black-robed enforcers who ruthlessly attack cultivators?"

Black-robed enforcers?

What a bizarre description!

"Indeed." Ling Lingfa nodded, "They have sworn allegiance to Lord Saint Divine, so I need you to do everything in your power to get them into the finals!"

"What does it have to do with me whether they make it to the finals or not?" Meng Yun spread his hands, rather brazenly:

"I'm just a mere Golden Core, can I really influence the course of the competition?"

After saying this, Meng Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought, "Not good."

Sure enough, Ling Lingfa was now staring at Meng Yun with a profound, half-smiling gaze, not saying a word.

Meng Yun: "What are you doing! I don't go for guys!"

Ling Lingfa lightly coughed, still staring at Meng Yun without blinking:

"Hehe, Yu Jingshen, at this point, there's no need to keep pretending, is there?"

Meng Yun secretly thought, "That was close."

Good, good.

Only his first layer of disguise was seen through.

Yu Jingshen, that's me.

"I don't understand what you're saying." At this point, Meng Yun still had to symbolically struggle a bit.

Just like bargaining for vegetables at the market, from one yuan a catty to one mao for two catties, there always has to be a back-and-forth process.

If the seller unhesitatingly blurted out "Deal," it would instead confuse the buyer.

Sure enough, Ling Lingfa also couldn't escape the 'truth-scent' law; Meng Yun's struggle made him even more certain:

"Yu Jingshen, you are very good. After this matter is over, you may well have the qualifications to contend for the title of Demon Emperor in the future."

"I also think so. How about I reluctantly accept the title of God?" Meng Yun said, climbing up the pole.

"Title of God..."

Ling Lingfa choked directly, "That name is too grand; you can't bear it. Even Xu Beihuang wouldn't dare to use that title!"

"Oh, you even know Xu Beihuang?" Meng Yun looked at Ling Lingfa with a slight surprise.

This guy knows quite a lot. It seems that even within the Demon Seed faction, his status is definitely not low!

But he would never know that even though Xu Beihuang wears Western clothes, his heart is still Chinese!

"Hmph, don't ask what you shouldn't ask," Ling Lingfa said indifferently, "As long as these people from the Dark Crow Dynasty successfully enter the finals, whether you contributed or not, it will be counted as a meritorious deed for you."

"What if they don't make it in?"

"Then..." A murderous glint flashed in Ling Lingfa's eyes, "Naizuite!"

...

While Meng Yun was acting as a double agent, the contestants from other dynasties were not idle either.

The twin sisters from the Shui Yue Dynasty were enthusiastically discussing possible matchups.

Transformation Spirit sister Lan Zhiqing: "Everything else is fine, but if we face the Xia Ya Dynasty, the Dark Crow Dynasty, or the Tianjian Dynasty, our chances of winning are really not great..."

Nascent Soul sister Lan Zhixi: "Oh dear, if they start fighting with Yu Jingshen, what should we do?"

Lan Zhiqing was rather speechless, looking at Lan Zhixi's slightly flushed face:

"Foolish, always someone who can't let go of a man!"

Lan Zhixi was not to be outdone: "As if I don't know! What if you face Chen Jintong?"

Thinking of Chen Jintong's murderous gaze, Lan Zhiqing was momentarily speechless: "..."

Lan Zhixi retorted:

"Foolish! You also can't let go of a man!"

That's odd, why did she use the word 'also'?

...

Outside the Changli Dynasty's gates, two figures in black hooded cloaks, with gleaming eyes, made their way in.

"We'll do this...

By then, these dynasties will be too busy to care about each other and will just fight among themselves!"

One person said this, blowing some mysterious smoke into the room with spiritual energy.

After waiting quietly for a while, he slowly pushed the door open and entered.

"That Xu Ruoruo is quite attractive."

The other person snorted coldly upon hearing this: "Business first." Saying this, he moved towards Shangguan Jing.

He had been lusting after Shangguan Jing's body for a long time!

"Hehehe, pretty boy, I'm coming to...

Before he could finish speaking, a cluster of golden-red flames suddenly flashed within the room.

Immediately after, an extremely childish voice sounded:

"In my previous life, both my parents died tragically at your hands...

In this life, I will never let tragedy repeat!"