91: Chapter 91: The Guild is Established!

Chen You stood beneath the ruins of the city wall, covered in blood.

Fortunately, this was a game world; the wounds on his body were automatically healing as his health recovered.

Above him, in the sky, the imposing Immortal, wielding the three-pointed double-edged halberd, did nothing, yet exuded an supreme majesty that suppressed heaven and earth.

Those eyes, filled with detachment and solemnity, were fixed unblinkingly upon him.

Pressure.

Pressure unlike anything he had ever felt.

It wasn't due to fear, but because the oppressive feeling emanating from this Great Immortal before him was thousands of times stronger than that Demon King from earlier.

Chen You felt his very soul freeze under that gaze.

What does this big shot... actually want?

An absurd thought flashed through Chen You's mind.

He had purchased the 'immortals throne' from the Mall; this Great Immortal was essentially the 'enforcer' summoned by the throne.

Now that the job was done, was it time to settle the final payment?

Money was easy to talk about; the question was, could they sign a long-term contract?

He tentatively spoke, softly, with a trace of reverence, "Um... True Lord?"

He didn't know how to address him, but with that attire, that three-pointed double-edged halberd, and the vertical eye on his forehead...

Besides the legendary Erlang Shen, the Pure Essence and Marvelous Dao True Lord, he truly couldn't think of a second Great Immortal.

The Immortal finally moved.

He didn't walk toward Chen You, but instead looked slightly upward, his gaze seeming to pierce through the firmament of the Source Realm and gaze upon an unknown dimension.

He lightly shook his head and let out a sigh so faint it was almost inaudible.

Immediately following that, the grand, majestic voice, which seemed to resound directly within his soul, echoed once more.

"Your karma..."

"Fend for yourself."

The voice seemed to carry a hint of admonition, a hint of complexity, and a hint of an indescribable loneliness?

Karma?

What karma?

Chen You was full of questions and was about to press for an answer when he saw the Divine General's figure beginning to fade.

Golden motes of light dispersed from his body. He took one last deep look at the White Jade Capital, which had just endured the baptism of war.

His form flickered, transforming into a dazzling golden light that instantly merged into the largest throne in the central plaza.

"Clang!"

With a soft chime, the sculpture on the throne returned to its original state, as if everything that had just happened had never occurred.

Before Chen You could even process what the word 'karma' meant, a string of cold system notifications finally arrived late, pulling him back to reality.

[Ding! Congratulations on successfully repelling the demonic creature assault of the Purgatory-level Civilization Trial!]

[Ding! The effect of the 'shattered world stone' has been triggered, Civilization Fortune + 100!]

[Your guild territory, 'Land of the Chosen,' has been successfully activated, and the territory contract is officially effective!]

[Your guild has been officially established and will become renowned throughout the entire Source Realm!]

[Now, please name your guild.]

Here it comes!

Chen You took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

He looked up, his gaze sweeping over the twenty majestic immortals throne statues in the central plaza.

He then recalled the faces of Director Li Guoan, Academician Liu Sicheng, and others in the command center—faces filled with expectation and resolve.

This guild carried not just his personal gaming dream, but the hope and expedition of an entire civilization.

Immortal Dao, Huaxia.

His lips moved, and in the naming box, he solemnly typed two characters.

"Immortal Summer!"

[Ding! Guild 'Immortal Summer' has been successfully created!]

[System Prompt: Your guild territory 'Land of the Chosen' has been bound to the guild 'Immortal Summer'. Do you wish to rename this territory?]

Chen You's gaze once again fell upon this majestic city that had been reborn from the flames of war, fusing the pinnacle of Chinese wisdom with classical aesthetics.

The name that first appeared in his mind—

He typed it without hesitation.

"White Jade Capital."

[Ding! Renaming successful! Your guild 'Immortal Summer' has officially settled in the territory 'White Jade Capital'!]

Almost the moment the naming was complete, a blood-red light shot into the sky, instantly dyeing the entire sky of the Source Realm red.

A grand and solemn World Announcement echoed in the ears of every player.

[World Announcement: A magnificent immortal city named 'White Jade Capital' has risen from the ground, and a new guild—'Immortal Summer'—is hereby declared established!]

[The ancient flame of civilization has been ignited, and a new era chapter begins here!]

[World Announcement: ...]

[World Announcement: ...]

Three consecutive World Announcements flooded the screen, and the entire Source Realm instantly exploded.

"Immortal Summer? What guild is that? Where did it come from?"

"White Jade Capital? That name sounds kind of weird."

"Do you guys remember that announcement about 3000 Civilization Correlation Points? It was probably this 'Immortal Summer' guild that pulled it off!"

"My god, 3000 correlation points, what kind of hellish trial did they go through?"

Countless players discussed animatedly, guessing the identity of this mysterious guild that had suddenly appeared.

...

In the City of Titan, Salos sat on his massive throne, looking at the World Announcement before him without any discernible expression on his face.

But those familiar with his guild's high command knew that when he remained silent, that was when he was most dangerous.

When he established the 'Titan Temple,' the Civilization Correlation was only a little over six hundred.

In that battle, nearly thirty percent of their top hundred-man team was lost just to barely pass.

He couldn't imagine what kind of brutal purgatory scene 3000 correlation points represented.

What made him even more uneasy was that the other party had succeeded.

This meant that a new force possessing extremely terrifying foundations had quietly risen.

"Guild Master, should we send people to scout?" a steward asked cautiously.

Salos slowly shook his head, his voice deep as thunder.

"No need. We have more important matters."

...

In the Floating Sanctuary, the Oracle Oro shifted his gaze away from the announcement, frowning slightly.

He looked at the Knight Commander below and asked, "What is the progress on the exploration of the new dungeon, 'Sky-Breaking City'?"

The Knight Commander knelt on one knee, lowering his head in shame.

"Reporting to Lord Oracle, we... are still stuck on the BOSS in the first zone..."

"Its charge skill comes with a powerful armor-piercing effect; our main tank cannot sustain it."

Oro sighed.

He hesitated, wondering if he should personally lead a team to pioneer the dungeon.

Pioneering meant unknown dangers.

Even he wasn't one hundred percent certain.

At his level, if he were to fall, the impact would be immeasurable.

Every step had to be taken with extreme caution.

...

In the City of Eternal Night, a strange light flickered in the starlike eyes of Arrow of the Moon.

She ignored the clamor in the guild channel and quietly opened the guild list.

At the bottom of the list, a brand-new guild name, emitting a faint golden light, caught her eye.

["Immortal Summer"]

She hesitated for a moment, and her slender fingers gently tapped on it.

...

White Jade Capital, West Gate.

The injuries on Chen You's body were recovering at a visible rate.

In the Source Realm's game mechanics, as long as one didn't die, health and spirit points would slowly recover after leaving combat.

Moreover, as long as he was out of combat, he could log out and log back in at any time, and his physical condition would instantly refresh.

At this moment, the White Jade Capital was also 'recovering.'

The scorched marks on the city walls were fading, and the broken ground was slowly reconstructing and mending under an invisible force.

The traces of war were being erased.

Everything appeared as if newborn.

Chen You's solitary figure stood quietly at the city gate.

His gaze swept over the towering walls, over the twenty majestic statues in the distant plaza, and over this magnificent city that embodied the hard work of countless people.

He could confirm it.

Establishing the guild was a success.

He had managed not to disgrace his mission, right?

He let out a long breath, feeling as if every bone in his body had come apart.

He recalled the final moments of the battle, the feeling of powerlessness as he approached death.

Fear, it was real.

But now, looking at this city, he felt that everything was worth it.

He looked up at a drone in the sky.

Chen You grinned, revealing a brilliant smile tinged with exhaustion.

He raised his right hand high toward the camera.

And made a cheesy, yet incredibly fitting gesture for the moment: a 'Yeah!'