Berserk God of War

Capítulo 1808: Chapter 1808: Shall We Celebrate?

Although feeling an unsettling chill all over, as if something was off…

Lou Jie instinctively replied, “Yes, tonight we went to Wenxiang Pavilion to gather some information. We didn’t expect to see Boss Xiang suddenly take out a Reflected Light Mirror, and then we saw Great Judge Sikong… Damn.”

“Great Judge Sikong, you you you…”

After a long speech, Lou Jie suddenly realized and pointed tremblingly at Sikong Jing, his entire face turning pale.

Thud…

At the same time, the three Judgers who had just followed him through the door also collapsed to the ground.

Then one of them jumped up abruptly and knelt down heavily, trembling as he spoke to Sikong Jing, “Great Judge Sikong, I am utterly loyal to you. Please don’t take my life, we won’t dare again.”

Hearing this, Lou Jie and the others shuddered violently, kneeling down in a frenzy to plead for mercy.

Clearly, they had mistaken Sikong Jing for a ghost.

After all, they had clearly seen in Wenxiang Pavilion’s Reflected Light Mirror, Sikong Jing and the Split Armor Flying Scorpion flashing into the Willow Leaf Holy Tomb, followed by a devastating Holy Martial Strike.

In such a situation, even a top-level Emperor would likely be unable to withstand it and perish.

Moreover, a Holy Martial attack would surely lock down with terrifying pressure, making it impossible for anyone to escape under such suppression.

The Reflected Light Mirror finally displayed an incredibly terrifying giant crater; the entire Willow Leaf Holy Tomb vanished, and all the Holy Martial stage formations disappeared too—who could have survived?

Sikong Jing amusingly asked, “What are you afraid to do?”

The four of them opened their mouths wide, forgetting for a moment what they were afraid of doing.

But soon, they all spoke at once, confessing all their greedy deeds at the Batian Branch in one breath.

At last, they stared at Sikong Jing, full of tension and trembling fearfully.

In response, Sikong Jing gently shook his head. Despite their numerous shortcomings, Lou Jie and the others weren’t truly evil; they even managed to keep the arrival of people like Leng Chan a secret…

After pondering for a moment, Sikong Jing suddenly said, “I have a task for you. Immediately compile a list of all the righteous and responsible individuals and experts in Willow Leaf City, regardless of age or gender.”

“Complete it within a day. If there are any slip-ups, it will be your heads!”

Having said this, Sikong Jing no longer paid them any mind and instead turned to Leng Sha, saying, “Here is a method I compiled for quickly enhancing the Hundred-man Soldier Killing Formation. Learn it…”

As he spoke, Sikong Jing handed a piece of Black Jade Paper to Leng Sha.

Then he added, “Once learned, instruct the Batian Team, who have already mastered the Hundred-man Soldier Killing Formation, without delay.”

Leng Sha nodded heavily, accepting the Black Jade Paper with respect.

With the instructions given, Sikong Jing said no more, taking Ye Luushi and leaving the Judgement Tower. Subsequently, he boarded the earlier merchant ship, departing the Batian Branch, still accompanied by the Split Armor Flying Scorpion…

And his target, of course, was Willow Leaf Saint Manor.

In the Judgement Tower’s office, Lou Jie and the others remained kneeling.

They looked at each other, faces pale, their eyes vacant as they gazed toward Leng Sha, not knowing what to say.

“Remember, Great Judge Sikong is already dead, what you saw was all an illusion.”

“Now, immediately follow my master’s orders…”

Finally, the four departed the Judgement Tower, bewildered. They were drenched in sweat and only fully came to their senses then, certainly no longer believing that Sikong Jing was dead.

However, they knew what should and shouldn’t be said, aware that a terrifying battle was inevitable.

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Willow Leaf City, Wukui Courtyard!

Just like Shitian Court, it was a private residence owned by Ye Wukui, not part of Willow Leaf Saint Manor.

At the moment, Ye Wukui was clearly not in the courtyard…

In the central yard, Ye Luushi’s grandmother was comfortably enjoying a servant’s massage when she suddenly asked, “Where’s Young Master Luu Shi? Could he still be at Wenxiang Pavilion?”

She quickly received an affirmative response.

Yet the old woman indifferently said, “That boy plays as he did when he was little, but fortunately, that little whore Ye Yuxian didn’t let him play, or we’d have died in Willow Leaf Holy Tomb.”

“It’s thrilling, the Willow Leaf Holy Tomb was completely destroyed, and everyone who knew about it back then is dead.”

“Neither Ye Wushen nor Ye Wuyu could ever discover Luu Shi’s affairs.”

She didn’t concern herself with the destruction of Willow Leaf Holy Tomb, for Liu Duoye was indeed her ancestor, but it was none of her business.

With the old woman’s voice, another servant came forward, smiling, “Madam, I have good news.”

“We went to Wenxiang Pavilion to find Young Master Luu Shi, but they said he left with a friend. However, we witnessed something incredibly exciting—the Soul Dominator’s Heir died, right at Willow Leaf Holy Tomb.”

Upon hearing this, the old woman couldn’t help but brighten, then burst into hearty laughter.

“Exciting, so exciting, my grandson is truly blessed, as if heaven favors him.”

She didn’t care about the current situation at Willow Leaf Saint Manor and the loss of the Soul Dominator’s Heir.

To her, the heir’s death meant her grandson was without threat; everything was bright and promising now.

Yet in the next moment, a cold female voice suddenly interrupted, “Is that so? Shouldn’t you celebrate?”

As the voice dropped, the old woman initially thought it was a servant speaking, intending to reply affirmatively, but quickly froze and shouted, “Who is it?”

This voice felt wrong!

The next moment, a graceful figure emerged from the shadows and casually replied, “Me, Su Yuexi.”

Then, two more figures emerged—Su Zhenglong and Mei Xiaofang.

Seeing the three, the old woman was first stupefied, then furiously exclaimed, “How did you get in? You bastards dare enter my house… Wait, do you know something already?”

Their sudden appearance hinted at knowing about Luu Shi’s coercion of Ye Yuxian; otherwise, they wouldn’t have come.

With this in mind, the old woman hurriedly tried to call for help.

But, a slightly gray-haired figure appeared the next instant, saying, “Second Sister-in-law, it was I who brought them in.”

As his words fell, she naturally saw the newcomer—it was Ye Wuzhi…

She immediately screeched, “Who is your Second Sister-in-law? You, a cripple, dare call me that? Someone, quick!”

Yet silence enveloped the surroundings; apart from the few servants present, there was no response, the area sealed by Ye Wuzhi, who had reached the Emperor Realm.

“Is that so? Then Liu Shisun, why not come along.”

If not allowed to call her Second Sister-in-law, Ye Wuzhi addressed the old woman by name.

The next moment… slap!

He struck the old woman unconscious, then knocked out a few servants, wrapped up the old woman along with Su Yuexi and the others, and swiftly left Wukui Courtyard, heading straight for Willow Leaf Saint Manor.