The Hero of a Cool Novel? I, the Villain, Will Kill You!

208: Chu Moqian’s DeceptionHis gaze was like a torch, sweeping carefully over the three of them, capturing any trace of discordance, as he asked in a deep voice:

”The Land of the Other Shore has a fearsome reputation; within it, experts are as numerous as clouds, and the Restrictions are strict.”

”After you three successfully escaped from such a den of dragons and tigers, why did you not seek the assistance of the Ancient God Ancestor?”

This question was sharp and direct, pointing straight to the key point.

Seeing King Qin the Slaughterer ask this.

Yi Tianguang and Chu Daoren also immediately recovered from their initial shock, their gazes focusing once again on Master Wu Yan and the other two, waiting for a more reasonable explanation.

They secretly employed their Divine Sense to carefully investigate, discovering that although Master Wu Yan and the other two had chaotic auras, they were no different from usual.

It was precisely this ”normalcy” of the past that completely paralyzed their vigilance.

They could never have imagined that these three ancient beings before them, who had once been locked in a life-and-death struggle with Wang Qing...

...had already had their Dao Hearts completely reshaped and had already defected to Wang Qing’s camp.

The atmosphere in the hall quietly became increasingly subtle and tense.

The air seemed to solidify, with only the residual ripples of space still gently trembling, recounting the unusual arrival just moments ago.

King Qin the Slaughterer, Chu Daoren, and Yi Tianguang each harbored their own ulterior motives.

The original plan had been interrupted by this sudden variable, and a greater storm was hiding beneath this seemingly calm reunion.

”The Ancient God Ancestor went to war with the experts of the Land of the Other Shore. We three old fellows couldn’t find him, so we simply returned to the Grandmist Sea!”

Chu Moqian continued to explain, though in his heart, he felt sorrow for the three of them—King Qin the Slaughterer, Chu Daoren, and Yi Tianguang—being used as cannon fodder by Gu Cangyang.

However, that feeling of sorrow was quickly cast aside by him.

His expression became increasingly weary, perfectly playing the role of a ”lucky survivor,” leading the prey step by step into the predetermined net.

Master Wu Yan and Cave Master Shan Qiong remained silent, fully agreeing with Chu Moqian’s narrative.

Seeing that Chu Moqian said this, King Qin the Slaughterer and the others found it difficult to continue questioning.

Although they were also in the Dao Exhaustion Realm, that was a Breakthrough achieved through Gu Cangyang’s external force, not counting as true Dao Exhaustion experts.

Therefore, King Qin the Slaughterer and his two companions had self-awareness and knew they were no match for the three old fellows: Master Wu Yan, Cave Master Shan Qiong, and Chu Moqian.

If they continued to press, there was no guarantee it wouldn’t displease Master Wu Yan, Cave Master Shan Qiong, and Chu Moqian.

Therefore, there was no need to get to the bottom of it, and Chu Daoren was the first to smooth things over.

He put on a perfectly measured smile, his tone carrying a touch of deliberate relief and respect, and cupped his hands:

”So that’s how it is! It is truly a stroke of luck amidst misfortune that Old Ancestor Chu, Senior Wu Yan, and Senior Shan Qiong could return safely!”

Pausing slightly, Chu Daoren swept his gaze over King Qin the Slaughterer and Yi Tianguang, seeing that the two of them had also reined in their inquisitive expressions.

He then took the opportunity to lead the topic back to their original plan, attempting to use this to draw closer, even carrying a trace of imperceptible ingratiation:

”Old Ancestor Chu, since you have returned, it will be even easier for us to take down the Son of the Great Dao.”

”If I may be frank with you three Seniors, we were just discussing...”

Chu Daoren laid out everything without reservation: the plan to cooperate with Xie Shengtian on the surface, while secretly planning to stab him in the back when the Son of the Great Dao drained the Grandmist Sea.

His speaking speed was calm, and the details were exhaustive, as if he were reporting important matters to trusted elders.

In reality, he was secretly observing the reactions of the three old fellows—Master Wu Yan, Cave Master Shan Qiong, and Chu Moqian—hoping to gain their approval or even assistance.

Master Wu Yan, Cave Master Shan Qiong, and Chu Moqian listened quietly, their expressions as calm as an ancient well, with only a trace of elusive mockery flashing deep in their eyes.

They knew it clearly in their hearts; this seemingly meticulous plan was nothing more than children’s play in the face of absolute strength and a chess game long since laid out.

Chu Moqian inwardly sneered even more; these latecomers who had barely managed to squeeze into the Dao Exhaustion Realm through external forces dared to try and scheme to that extent—truly, the ignorant are fearless.

After Chu Daoren finished speaking, the hall fell into a brief silence.

The air seemed to become viscous, permeated with an invisible pressure.

King Qin the Slaughterer and Yi Tianguang also held their breath, waiting for the guidance of the three ”Seniors.”

Chu Moqian slowly raised his eyelids, feigning depth as he pondered for a moment.

His face displayed a perfectly appropriate gravity, as if he were truly, seriously weighing the pros and cons of this plan.

”Your plan, it is... usable, but surface cooperation while secretly waiting for an opportunity can be considered a risky move.”

Chu Moqian finally spoke, his voice low and slow, every word seeming to carry the weight of a thousand jun.

He first gave limited affirmation, causing a glimmer of light to rise in the eyes of Chu Daoren and the other two.

But immediately, his tone shifted sharply, becoming incomparably severe, ”However...”

This ”however” was like a dousing of ice water, causing the newly brightened eyes of King Qin the Slaughterer and the other two to tighten once again.

Chu Moqian’s gaze swept sharply over them, carrying the air of scrutiny of one who has long held a superior position:

”The Son of the Great Dao draining the Grandmist Sea—what an earth-shattering feat that is!”

”When that time comes, the resulting tremors in the Grandmist Sea will inevitably be instantly detected by the Hongmeng Empress!”

”Once the Dao Exhaustion battle erupts, it will be like the overturning of a sea of stars; countless worlds will be drawn into it, Laws will collapse, and all things will wither.”

”In the midst of such world-destroying chaos, you still want to accurately stab the Son of the Great Dao in the back?”

”That is far too fanciful!”

”I fear that before the knife is even delivered, you yourselves will have been crushed into powder by the aftershocks of the Dao Exhaustion clash!”

His words were like heavy hammers, striking the hearts of King Qin the Slaughterer, Chu Daoren, and Yi Tianguang with every single word.

The three of them changed color slightly; previously, they had only been thinking about scheming for benefits, subconsciously ignoring the true terror of a Dao Exhaustion battle.

After being so bluntly pointed out by Chu Moqian.

In their minds, they couldn’t help but recall the War of Nine Burials to the Other Shore recorded in ancient books, which had beaten the galaxy into extinction and made eternity empty.

A chill shot straight from the soles of their feet to their crowns, leaving them with faces full of lingering fear.

Chu Moqian took in their change of expression completely.

His inner sneer intensified, but on the surface, he appeared increasingly earnest, speaking with a caring posture of ”I’m doing this for your own good”:

”In my view, this matter is of great importance and is no longer something we few can decide on our own.”

”We should still notify the Ancient God Ancestor as soon as possible and see how the Old Ancestor decides!”

”After all, finding the Son of the Great Dao is the primary task the God Ancestor entrusted to you.”

”Now that it has been confirmed, how to proceed subsequently should rightfully be instructed by the God Ancestor.”

”Acting without authorization—if you ruin the God Ancestor’s grand plan... have you ever thought about the consequences?”

His words were reasonable on the surface, standing entirely on the side of upholding Gu Cangyang’s authority and overall interests, appearing like someone mature, prudent, and considering the big picture.

Especially that last meaningful ”consequence,” which carried a clear warning.

Hearing this, Chu Daoren, King Qin the Slaughterer, and Yi Tianguang were all shaken to their cores, as if struck by lightning!

They exchanged a look, and that look was filled with belated horror and panic.

That’s right! Gu Cangyang!

They had almost forgotten this supreme existence who truly controlled everything from behind the scenes!

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was Gu Cangyang who used supreme Divine Ability to help the three of them barely step into the Dao Exhaustion Realm.

And sent them to the Immortal Realm to establish the Myriad Worlds Alliance, with the core mission of finding the whereabouts of the Son of the Great Dao!

As for how to specifically deal with it after finding him, Gu Cangyang had never given clear instructions.

The three of them had recently been muddled by the ”opportunity” brought by Xie Shengtian and their own inflated ambitions.

They only thought about snatching chestnuts from the fire, seeking maximum benefits for themselves, while completely casting Gu Cangyang’s will to the back of their minds!

Now, reminded by Chu Moqian’s ”kind” reminder, they suddenly woke up!

What kind of person was Gu Cangyang?

His means were heaven-reaching, his schemes spanned eternity; the three of them were nothing more than pieces on his chessboard!

If they dared to defy him while pretending to comply, acting without authorization, regardless of success or failure, once Gu Cangyang returned in the future and learned of this...

That outcome—just thinking about it made their Dao Hearts tremble and their Divine Souls quake!

A fine layer of cold sweat instantly seeped from Chu Daoren’s forehead, sliding down his temples.

He seemed to have already seen Gu Cangyang’s indifferent and ruthless gaze; with just a single thought, he could make their barely-achieved Dao Exhaustion cultivation vanish into nothingness.

Even destroying their bodies and souls, preventing them from ever being reincarnated!

King Qin the Slaughterer’s originally steady face was now somewhat pale; he subconsciously clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

He recalled the unfathomable power Gu Cangyang used to help him Breakthrough; it was a supreme, great power that was completely impossible to resist or understand.

To be an enemy to him? No, even the thought of defying his will was a fatal transgression!

Yi Tianguang’s back felt a chill, and cold sweat almost soaked through his inner Daoist robe.

He swallowed with difficulty, his throat dry and painful.

The ambition and high spirits from when they were discussing the plan just now had now completely turned into endless fear and lingering dread.

They had practically walked along the edge of death without even realizing it!

If not for the three of them—Chu Moqian and the others—”timely” returning and pointing it out, they would likely have already committed an irreversible, grave mistake!