Without any enemies in common, the celestial race and the underground city would inevitably engage in internal strife, greatly depleting the strength of the City of Divine Beings.
Providing them with a common enemy, making them wary of each other but not daring to act, is beneficial for Li Mo, which is why he decided to rebel.
He does not particularly care about the position of emperor.
His goal is to complete the trials as perfectly as possible.
“If the two cities, Heaven and Earth, were to target us together, we wouldn’t be able to withstand it.”
“Niu has bought us time. Let them know that mortals can be stronger than the celestial race. With Bing seated, they won’t dare to act rashly.”
Li Mo smiled, unable to help but think of Niu’s letter again.
Dong Ao was still hesitant: “Then how do we take over the City of Heaven? Although the mortals in the Human City support us, it might be difficult to get them to rebel…”
“I know, whoever wins, they will support.”
Li Mo nodded and said, “So we must let them know that we have already won.”
“Ah? What do we rely on?”
“Of course, I rely on my undercover role.”
“What?”
“I’ve already prepared a detailed plan for rebellion. Take a look and see if there’s anything you want to modify.”
“…”
d*mn rebellion plan, Little Li, you had this planned all along?
Indeed.
This was also a key part of Li Mo achieving Inner Scenery.
…
On the day the meeting ended, Ink City began moving.
First, in the Human City, all sword bearers were scattered across various villages, recruiting promising talents from each village to learn the martial arts of Ink City.
The mortals in the Human City were proud to join the sword bearers, which made things easier.
But it was unrealistic to expect all mortals in the Human City to consistently oppose both the celestial race and the underground city. Moreover, with the impending disaster, even the mortals would realize that it was unlikely for Ink City to unify the City of Divine Beings before the disaster struck.
Therefore, the reason for recruiting people to Ink City was not rebellion, but to prepare for the impending disaster.
Outstanding individuals might have the opportunity to be selected in the future to go to the City of Heaven to advance further.
However, the information received by the celestial race was quite the opposite.
Li Mo secretly risked his life to leave Ink City and entered the City of Heaven. Someone high up in Ink City could now enter the City of Heaven and the underground city without issue.
When passing through the underground city, he met Old Li first.
Old Li knew his plan. After learning that he wasn’t bluffing, he almost erased him from the family register.
Fortunately, Little Li acted quickly and saved himself and his household registration.
He even took the pen away.
He said that if Old Li didn’t listen to his entire plan, he would erase him from the family register.
Old Li reluctantly agreed to cooperate, promising to invite the leaders of major families to gather at his home later according to the time he specified.
“Dad, I’m going to the City of Heaven.”
“Get out, get out! If you keep lingering here, I’ll have a heart attack.”
“Oh, okay, then I’ll go…”
“Hey, where’s the family register? Put it down! Get lost! If you don’t leave, I’ll catch you and report you!”
A wanderer returning home, the father shed tears of joy, reluctant to let go, a very touching scene.
Throwing aside the belt in Old Li’s hand and the words about the unfortunate family.
“Sigh, I didn’t want to involve the family unless absolutely necessary.”
“But how can an egg remain unbroken when the nest is overturned…”
Li Mo didn’t find anything wrong with his father’s projection, which seemed similar to his father’s personality.
The hasty manner in which he was driven away just now was also staged.
Shaking his head, he went to the City of Heaven again.
As the ace undercover agent left in Ink City, Little Li easily entered the City of Heaven.
Even the celestial guard with innate white auspiciousness treated him politely and personally guided him.
“Brother, the atmosphere in the City of Heaven seems a bit strange?”
Following him through the cloud-shrouded, jade tree-filled Cloud Palace in the City of Heaven, Li Mo casually asked.
“Shh… Brother, you don’t know.”
Upon hearing this, the celestial guard lowered his voice and looked mysterious:
“The Divine Sword of the Celestials has returned. Po Jun, Lei Ze, Yan Tu… Many of those with innate purple auspiciousness want to seize the Divine Sword and become the new emperor. It’s unclear when this matter will be settled…”
“So that’s how it is.”
Ke Mo nodded.
Before he could continue asking, the guard from the City of Heaven asked again:
“I heard that Ink City has grown rapidly recently, and a mortal has emerged who can wield the Divine Sword. Do you think they might also covet the Divine Sword?”
“I am precisely here to deliver this information.”
Seeing Ke Mo nod but not speak further, the guard realized this was beyond his scope.
So he bowed and said his name was He Xing Guang, his steps quickening.
Soon, he arrived at the central palace of the City of Heaven.
The Divine Sword was inserted into the palace’s pillars, surrounded by bloodstains and filth.
Lei Ze and other celestial beings were here, maintaining a subtle distance from each other, yet no one dared to pull the sword.
Anyone who touched the contaminated sword would likely be burdened with sin and do someone else’s bidding.
So they did not dare to touch it themselves or allow others to do so.
“You’re back. How is the situation in the Human City?”
Po Jun asked first.
“Prospering!”
Ke Mo felt slightly tense. He noticed an elderly celestial with silver hair, holding a mirror in his hand. The mirror reflected his image.
This meant that although the old man had his eyes closed, he was still wary of him.
Perhaps… some method of verifying authenticity, ensuring sincerity?
Ke Mo was startled. It seemed the situation among the celestial beings was indeed tense, and they did not trust him.
“In what specific ways?”
“Many mortals have learned the martial arts of Ink City and are clamoring to come to the Human City to experience the power of the celestial race.”
“?”
Celestial beings exchanged glances, finding this statement odd.
They hadn’t invited anyone, so how could mortals enter?
And why was Ink City recruiting sword bearers unnecessarily?
But this was not a lie, because the celestial elder holding the silver mirror did not refute it.
Ke Mo continued:
“Moreover, many villages found notes inside the bellies of fish, wild boars, and mountain chickens. This is one such note.”
Saying this, he presented the note.
Lei Ze took it and read it with a dark expression:
“Heaven has died, and the Phoenix Sky shall rise?”
“The Great Prosperity, the King of Ink City?”
“!!!”
The celestial beings finally changed their expressions. Some were worried, some bewildered, and some dismissive. Their reactions varied.
Feng Zhi scratched her head, about to speak, but Ke Mo gave her a signal.
Between doubt and her brother-in-law, she chose the latter and remained silent.
Yan Rong stepped forward and asked:
“Where did these notes come from?”
“The people of Ink City intentionally placed them.”
Xiao Ke, who proposed and carried out this plan, said seriously:
“The people of Ink City may have rebellious intentions. That’s why I came personally to inform you instead of sending a message. I hope you take this seriously!”
“???”
The silver mirror showed no reaction.
Of course.
As the initiator of the rebellion, Xiao Ke was practically self-bombing, and he wasn’t sick!
