Chapter 1189: Liberation War

Tian Gou sat on the Lieche with a pale face, listening to Qi Xia's words and feeling certain that this person must be insane.

No... perhaps it was he himself who had lost his mind.

He had heard such treasonous statements, yet for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to react. He knew he absolutely didn't want to reveal this situation to Qing Long.

The entire Taoyuan was behaving strangely today—not only was there a riot unseen in a decade, but there was also a heaven-sent opportunity.

Qing Long could no longer hear.

In addition to his "ears," it seemed Qing Long had planted eyes in the Jidao, though for some unknown reason, even those eyes were now blind.

How could this not be considered a heaven-sent opportunity?

A convergence of coincidences had left Qing Long deaf and blind, forcing him to sit there and rest.

Tian Gou was now the sole "ear" of the entire Taoyuan, and in any situation, that meant whoever controlled an organization's ears and voice held the power. Even someone with the highest authority would have no choice but to believe what he said, even if it was all lies.

And now, these people were truly rebelling—they intended to kill Qing Long.

Even if the rebellion failed and Qing Long sought to assign blame, as long as Tian Gou insisted he had heard nothing, he could remain in a position of absolute safety. After all, even Qing Long wouldn't have any evidence to punish him.

Tian She stared into Tian Gou's eyes, listening to his clear inner thoughts, and beads of cold sweat formed on his forehead.

He had never imagined that Tian Gou, who appeared utterly loyal to Qing Long, would make such a rebellious move at this moment. But what could he do now?

If he stood up and told Qing Long that someone below planned to kill him, it would undoubtedly betray Tian Gou, who would deny hearing anything to protect himself.

Why would Qing Long believe Tian She, who lacked Lingwen?

Tian Gou realized something at that moment and slowly lifted his head to look at Tian She, his inner voice ringing out clearly:

"But if they really succeed... wouldn't we be liberated?"

Tian She was slightly taken aback upon hearing this and gradually understood Tian Gou's thinking.

It was just an attempt... a way to position himself safely and watch from the sidelines.

No one in the world wanted to be an "ear" forever, and no one wanted to remain a dog indefinitely.

If Qing Long died, it would mean the end of Tian Long. Although it might plunge everything into chaos, at least all the Tianji would be freed.

So, what harm was there in trying?

With that thought, Tian She slowly lowered his head, acting as if nothing had happened.

In another location, Yan Zhi Chun and Jiang Ruo Xue hadn't entered the teleportation Men right away.

This was the peak period for Shengxiao to clock out, and the two stood at the entrance without moving.

Recent turmoil meant few Canyuzhe were participating in the games, leaving many Shengxiao idle. Once they opened the teleportation gate, they would leave immediately.

Although neither could articulate the concept of a "huge prisoner's dilemma," they vaguely sensed that entering first could lead to danger.

Theoretically, Zhou Mo should have been relaying information between teams to report the situation to Yan Zhi Chun, but Zhou Mo was in the most perilous position. As long as she couldn't escape, everyone's information would remain unsynchronized.

No one knew what was happening inside the Lieche, and even Yan Zhi Chun couldn't guess whether hotheads like Lao Sun or Lao Deng might rush in first and cause a disturbance. For her, the best option was to wait.

Wait until all the Shengxiao had left and until Zhu Que was dead.

At that moment, Chu Tian Qiu also hadn't entered the gate. He stood outside with Zhang Shan and Qin Ding Dong, each lost in thought.

Di Shu glanced at the time and let out a slow sigh of relief: "It looks like the one who's going to die isn't me—it's someone else."

Chu Tian Qiu was aware that Zhu Que had appeared. He turned back to look at Jin Yuan Xun, Li Xiang Ling, and Xiao Yan Jing, saying, "No matter what happens next, no one is allowed to help kill Zhu Que. That man is far too dangerous."

"Chu Ge..." Jin Yuan Xun was stunned. "Is he more dangerous than Xuan Wu?"

"Their types of danger are different." After finishing, Chu Tian Qiu looked at Wei Yang. "But... I think you should take your Bing to have a look."

"Oh...?" Wei Yang paused. "Any particular insight?"

"No wonder you never became Tian Yang." Chu Tian Qiu smiled.

Wei Yang started to say something more, but after staring into Chu Tian Qiu's eyes for half a second, he suddenly stopped.

"What...?" Wei Yang murmured to himself. "How did I not think of that... So that's it... If Zhu Que dies... the Duoxinpo effect will vanish... and all the Yuanzhumin will be liberated?!"

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After Qian Wu made his appearance, the other Mao teams arrived one after another within about two minutes. They rushed desperately toward Zhou Mo, dragging their injured bodies, and finally reached the spot just before Zhu Que could deliver the fatal blow.

For now, only Song Qi and Ma Shi Er, who were the farthest away, hadn't arrived.

"How interesting." Zhu Que surveyed the group and asked, "Double Flower, you've surrounded me here without saying a word or making a move. What are you planning?"

Qian Wu stepped forward, patted Chou Er Shi on the shoulder, and in an instant, his entire physique swelled.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked toward Liu Er Shi Yi on the ground, slowly exhaling a puff of smoke as he said, "The reason we're not moving or running is to keep you guessing. In the time ahead... the things that baffle you will only increase."

After speaking, he gently touched Liu Er Shi Yi, whose body reshaped like clay, transforming in moments into the form of Chou Er Shi.

"Oh...?" Zhu Que paid no attention to Qian Wu's rescue efforts and merely raised an eyebrow. "In situations like this with a Fan event, almost everyone usually flees from me immediately, but you've all gathered here. Should I say you're too obedient... or too brazen?"

Qian Wu took the cigarette from his mouth and gently dropped it on the ground.

He knew that facing someone like Zhu Que, the priority was to find a way to make contact, but Zhu Que clearly wouldn't give him that chance.

Qian Wu furrowed his brow and glanced at Zhu Que's wrist, where ethereal plant vines had already emerged from the heads and begun climbing his arm. It seemed Zhu Que hadn't noticed yet, so Qian Wu quickly formed a plan in his mind.

Time was short, so he had to act decisively and cut through the chaos. Otherwise, once night fell and the Luyu appeared, Zhu Que would escape, and they might never get another opportunity like this to approach him together.

He turned back and signaled Ning Shi Ba with his eyes. Ning Shi Ba nodded, blew a whistle, and the Mao team sprang into action.

In an instant, the plants on Zhu Que's arm began to grow wildly. The necks of all the heads broke off and started rooting downward, reaching the ground in moments.

Meanwhile, the vines continued to climb upward, entangling Zhu Que tightly within seconds.