“Soft jiao…!” Di Ji’s sharp beak twitched slightly, and he could barely utter a sound.
“Without you, the ‘Lie Che’ will be much quieter, won’t it?” Di Ma said, clutching his completely broken right hand.
“Tie them up… kill…!”
Di Ji slowly knelt down, then collapsed face-first onto the ground, his sharp beak plunging into the earth and falling completely still.
With the dust settled, Di Ma looked up at the several Ren Ji students and asked, “What do you say?”
“We…”
“Don’t cause trouble,” Di Ma said. “We’re doing something to liberate the entire ‘Lie Che’. Go tell all the ‘Ren Ji’ that as long as they do nothing, they can wait for liberation.”
The Ren Ji in front of him clearly felt uneasy after hearing this. One of them, Ren Hu, stepped forward hesitantly and stammered, “Do nothing… but if those above blame us…”
“Those above won’t blame people who do nothing,” Di Ma replied. “Ren Hu, even if they do blame someone, it’ll be us, not you ordinary ‘Ren Ji’. What does it have to do with you?”
“This…”
Ren Hu thought Di Ma’s words made sense. Right now, doing nothing seemed the safest option. After all, becoming a “rebel” would mean death, and fighting against these “rebels” could also get you killed. Was there a better choice than staying out of it?
“Spread this message to more people,” Di Ma said. “We don’t ask for anything else, just that you don’t throw your lives away for no reason. All right?”
After hearing this, the several “Ren Ji” nodded and scattered in all directions.
“Is this really okay…?” Di Zhu said. “What if they rise again one day… and seek revenge for killing their teacher?”
“That day won’t come,” Di Ma shook his head. “This is a time when everyone is looking out for themselves. After all, the ‘Ren Ji’ don’t fully understand the situation, so they’re divided, while we’re united. We might not even survive until tomorrow, let alone talk about rising again.”
“We… ‘united’…?” Di Zhu lowered his head again after hearing this, feeling like she was the biggest burden in the group.
“Go back and rest,” Di Ma said. “And remember, don’t die.”
“Where are you going?”
“To kill Tian Ma,” Di Ma took a deep breath and said. “‘Counterattack by position’—isn’t that the tactic we agreed on?”
“Your attacks…” Di Zhu pointed to her hand, “each one you use is one less, right…?”
“Yes,” Di Ma said with a heavy expression. “My teacher stored two hundred ‘Di Ji’ attacks in my body, and now I’ve saved a hundred for Tian Ma.”
“But your hand…”
Di Zhu pointed again. Di Ma’s left hand was pierced by a dagger, her right hand was completely fractured, and she had injuries on her feet, making it seem like she had no means of attack left.
“Even if I have to ram with my head, it doesn’t matter,” Di Ma shook her head. “As long as I can get to Tian Ma, I have a way to make her die.”
“Compared to all of you…” Di Zhu sighed, “I’m really…”
“Your memory is long-lasting, isn’t it?” Di Ma suddenly changed the subject.
“What?”
“My teacher told me that if a full-scale rebellion ever happens, we have to leave at least one person with long-term memory on the ‘Lie Che’,” Di Ma said. “Now, everything is falling into place. That person can only be you. You have to remember all of us.”
Di Zhu frowned at her after hearing this: “What do you mean… what are you saying? My long memory… what does that have to do with me staying here?”
“I don’t know,” Di Ma shook her head. “I’m not very smart, and I often can’t figure out what my teacher meant. But I completely trust her decisions. She told me we have to make sure the person with long memory survives.”
“This…”
“I’m leaving,” Di Ma waved her hand and turned to walk away.
“You have to be careful…” Di Zhu looked up at her.
“I will.”
“…Stay safe.”
More and more “Sheng Xiao” began gathering in the corridors, and their situation was truly precarious—they had discovered that some “Sheng Xiao” were already fighting each other, but what was really going on?
In the distance, a Di Hu was locked in fierce combat with Di Long, and their subordinate “Ren Ji” were slaughtering each other as well.
With “participants” on both sides of the corridor, the scene quickly descended into chaos.
Looking further ahead, it seemed other “Sheng Xiao” had started fighting too, and bodies of “Sheng Xiao” were beginning to appear on the ground.
Who had shouted “rebellion” earlier?
Whose rebellion was it? And who was the enemy?
Considering that phrase “heavenly ranks, come out and die”… if the “rebels” were only targeting the “Tian Ji”, why help stop them?
Which “Di Ji” wouldn’t want the “Tian Ji” dead?
Many “Di Ji” stepped out and stood together, exchanging glances. After all, their memories lasted too long; as long as they weren’t insane, they naturally knew this rebellion was nothing but beneficial for them.
With other “Di Ji” risking their lives to fight the “Tian Ji”, they could just watch from the sidelines. Wasn’t that a huge stroke of luck?
As long as Qing Long and the “Tian Ji” stayed silent, they had no reason to act.
So, even though the “rebellion” had been underway for a while, almost every “Di Ji” who stepped out had seen the “participants”, but few had joined the fight.
A massive, overweight Pang Tuzi was rushing forward with Tong Yi, feeling more panicked with every step.
A large crowd of “Sheng Xiao” spectators had gathered nearby, but why wasn’t anyone paying attention to him?
As they ran, a door ahead opened, and a female Di Niu emerged with a group of “Ji Dao”.
She pushed aside the “participants” in front of her and started sprinting down the corridor.
“Hey!” Di Tu waved from behind and called out, “Hey, hey! You there!”
Di Niu ignored him and continued leading Lao Deng and his group forward at top speed.
“Hey, hey!” Di Tu shouted again, “Di Niu! It’s me!”
Di Niu still didn’t turn back.
“Oh boy!” Tong Yi said to Di Tu as they ran, “You’re so rude, child. Calling people ‘hey, hey’ like that, and you’re such a big guy calling her ‘sister’?”
“But I don’t know how to address her…” Di Tu replied.
“Don’t you have a partner?” Tong Yi asked again. “You don’t know how to chat properly, huh.”
“Auntie, just focus on running,” Di Tu answered irritably.
Di Tu quickly caught up to Di Niu in a few strides and panted, “Di Mei, it’s me.”
Di Niu turned her head and said softly, “Oh, it’s you.”
“What a coincidence, huh?” Di Tu said. “The corridors are really lively today!”
Di Niu slowly furrowed her brow. The corridors were lively, sure, but she felt they were a bit too safe.
With so many “Sheng Xiao” on both sides just staring at them without blocking the way.
In the blink of an eye, the two groups made it unobstructed to Hei Yang.
[1 minute from now] Chapter 1251: Methods
[4 minutes ago] Chapter 1722: Don't Ask for Trouble
[4 minutes ago] Chapter 1250: The Road to Victory
[9 minutes ago] Chapter 1721: You Feel Sorry for Me?
[10 minutes ago] Chapter 1249: Ancestral Memories
1018 · 0 · 6