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366: Xu Fu's three generals' disciples

"They are merely the Bloodline of swine we casually designated back then to manage this land," the Great Boss's voice remained calm, yet colder than ten thousand years of ice: "Who gave you the misconception that you could utilize me?"

"Who gave you the courage to think that your clumsy lies and petty schemes could escape my perception?"

With each sentence he spoke, the pain in Showa's mind intensified, as if countless voices simultaneously questioned, mocked, and scourged his Soul.

He felt as if he was no longer the lofty King of Dongying, but had been beaten back to his most primitive, most humble form, even worse than a pig or a dog!

"Ugh, ahhh... Ancestor... spare... spare... this swine... spare... this swine..."

Showa had completely collapsed, his consciousness blurred, leaving only the most instinctive pleas for mercy, tears and snot streaming down his Face, a complete disgrace.

"You dare call me Ancestor?"

He gently flicked his sleeve.

The terrifying power that enveloped Showa's Soul receded like a tide.

Showa, as if all his bones had been removed, slumped to the ground like a pile of mud, twitching violently, foaming at the mouth, his eyes unfocused, only faint groans remaining. Clearly, his spirit had suffered a severe blow.

The Great Boss didn't spare him another glance, instead turning his gaze to the west.

"Overlord..." he murmured to himself, chewing on the name in his mouth: "After that idiot Xu Fu, another strong person has appeared in Shenzhou!"

"Interesting, truly interesting!"

"Since that's the case, I'll go to Shenzhou for a visit and see just how capable this so-called Overlord is."

Just as the Great Boss became interested in Lu Jiuyuan and decided to head to Shenzhou for a meeting, Tianmen Mountain Valley, shrouded in mist, never saw the light of day year-round.

Xu Fu, dressed in a brand new dark robe, looked rather smugly at the three new Disciples kneeling before him: Broken Wave, Sword Morning, and Absolute Heart!

All three had died at the hands of Lu Jiuyuan.

But Xu Fu could see that these three individuals had extraordinary Luck.

They had just not truly begun to rise before being forcibly extinguished by Lu Jiuyuan.

After he got their bodies, he immediately set about the means of resurrection.

Now, all three had been resurrected and taken as his Personal Disciples.

"From today onwards, you three shall be my Personal Disciples," Xu Fu said with a smile: "I will impart to you divine arts and secret methods far surpassing worldly martial arts, helping you ascend to the pinnacle of the Martial Dao!

And what you need to do is to win back my Face."

A flicker of fervor passed through Broken Wave's eyes, but he immediately suppressed it, respectfully saying: "Thank you, Master! This Disciple will certainly do his utmost to share Master's worries!"

Sword Morning's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he merely bowed silently.

Absolute Heart, on the other hand, knelt on one knee decisively: "Absolute Heart swears allegiance to Master until death!"

"Hmm, there are still 10 months until the agreed time for my duel with Lu Jiuyuan. At that time, you three will be arrayed against Wind, Bu Jingyun, and Frost of the Qin, Overlord's three Disciples!

You are only allowed to win, not to lose.

Whoever makes me lose Face, I will make them lose their life. Do you understand?" Xu Fu widened his eyes and said solemnly.

"Yes, Revered Master!" Broken Wave was the first to nod: "Revered Master, leave Bu Jingyun to me. I will let him know what cruelty is."

"I'll fight Wind!" Absolute Heart said: "He will never be my opponent, and this Disciple will never bring shame to Master."

"Then, I'll fight Frost of the Qin..." Sword Morning said in a faint voice, without any Aura.

Xu Fu frowned upon hearing this: "Be energetic, don't lose your dignity, Sword Morning, don't be so full of Death Qi, don't let Nameless look down on you. Perform well in a year, and show your Face to Nameless as well."

"Yes, Master!" Only when Nameless was mentioned did Sword Morning show a little Aura.

Xu Fu nodded in satisfaction, seemingly quite pleased with these three 'sharp blades'.

He waved his hand: "Bring him in!"

Two Tianmen experts escorted an emaciated, constantly coughing old man in. It was none other than the Mud Buddha, famous throughout the world for his divinations!

The Mud Buddha's Face was covered in boils, and he was gasping for breath. He was forcibly brought to the center of the Immortal Cave, his cloudy eyes sweeping over the people present, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Fire Qilin devours the sun, ambition swallows the heavens, curses kin, friends, and Master's fate. Rebellious bones prominent, not a creature of the pond, will surely... bite the hand that feeds."

"Son of a hero, Sword Heart covered in dust, one wrong thought, curses kin and father. Afflicted by a baleful star, implicates the sect."

"Guided by a lone star, heart higher than the heavens, endures what ordinary people cannot, bears what ordinary people cannot. Betrays his Master for glory, that is his nature..."

These three bringers of disaster, normally rarely seen, here he saw all three directly.

The Mud Buddha's gaze fell on Xu Fu, his eyes devoid of fear or pleading, filled with an indescribable wonder and pity?

To gather these three great bringers of disaster around him and not yet be harmed or cursed to death, this person is truly a great talent!

"Mud Buddha," Xu Fu looked down at him: "I know you are skilled in divination and can glimpse the secrets of heaven.

Today, perform a divination for me and my three newly taken beloved Disciples! Let's see if I win or lose in a year's time?"

The Mud Buddha coughed violently, as if trying to cough out his internal organs, the boils on his Face looking even more hideous from the pain.

He hunched his body, slowly raising his head, his cloudy eyes once again sweeping over Broken Wave, Sword Morning, and Absolute Heart.

The wonder and pity in his eyes almost overflowed:

"Cough cough... Emperor Shi Tian, sir..." The Mud Buddha's voice was hoarse like sandpaper rubbing, "Your... your 'Wisdom Eye' for taking Disciples... this humble one... admires, truly... admires to the utmost..."

He paused, and before Xu Fu could frown slightly and grow impatient, he continued with difficulty: "As for divination... a year from now... cough cough... the heavenly secret... is Chaos like a whirlpool, the baleful Qi... rises to the heavens, blood light... reflects... cough cough cough..."

He coughed so hard he could barely breathe, and only after a long while did he recover, looking at Xu Fu's subtly expectant gaze, slowly saying:

"The divination shows... Dragons battle in the wilderness, their blood is black and yellow. Three stars converge, baleful Qi rushes to the Purple Mansion."

He raised his emaciated finger, trembling as he pointed at Broken Wave, Sword Morning, and Absolute Heart:

"These three stars... are Po Jun, Qi Sha, and Tan Lang... gathered... a sign of great ill fortune! It signifies... conflict, betrayal, slaughter... unending..."

"As for winning or losing..." A strange light flashed in the Mud Buddha's cloudy eyes, "Success also by three stars, defeat also by three stars. Fortune is where disaster lurks, disaster is where fortune relies.

Emperor Shi Tian, sir... you... take care of yourself... cough cough cough..."

After speaking these ambiguous and warning-filled yet vague prophecies, the Mud Buddha seemed to have exhausted all his strength, slumping to the ground, only faint gasps remaining, not saying another word.

He knew clearly in his heart that these three were three powder kegs, and the powder hadn't even been fully loaded yet. Once it was, it could blow Xu Fu to smithereens at any moment.

But he just wouldn't say it. Who told this old immortal to be so disrespectful and tie him up?

Xu Fu listened to the Mud Buddha's prophecy, his brows first furrowing tightly as he savored it.

"Dragons battle in the wilderness, their blood is black and yellow?" He mused, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, "It seems a year from now, there will surely be an earth-shattering fierce battle!"

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