Frequent rebels all know that rebellion is easy, but ascending to the throne is difficult.
Unless you are an undercover agent.
“Ink City?”
“Yes.”
“Are they also vying for the Divine Sword and eyeing the position of Emperor?”
“That’s right.”
Upon receiving Ke Mo’s affirmative response, the celestial race members leaned back slightly.
To be honest, up until now, each of them still had hope of gaining support from Ink City, as the city’s power was indeed formidable.
No one could have imagined that Ink City had no intention of supporting any of them; they wanted to do things on their own.
“How dare they?”
“The Underworld City doesn’t dare to defy, so how can mortals in the Human City have such audacity?”
“Hmph, I think we should focus on suppressing the Human City together instead of being jealous of each other.”
The celestial race members were always in contention with each other. Regardless of who won or lost, the Divine Sword would still remain within the celestial race.
If the Underworld City and Human City don’t unite, and if they were to gain control of the Divine Sword, wouldn’t they follow the mortals’ lead?
“Yes, at present, we must work together against our common enemy!”
Ke Mo spoke with great righteousness, his words echoing clearly.
The celestial race members were moved by his righteousness and looked at each other, their expressions touched.
An elder of the celestial race, holding a mirror with self-reflection function, scratched his head.
Something seemed off.
Ke Mo wasn’t even part of the celestial race, yet he was the first to advocate working together against their common enemy?
But he lowered his head and looked at the mirror again; there was no reaction. Ke Mo was speaking from the heart.
Could the mirror be malfunctioning?
“Hmph, putting aside past grievances isn’t that simple; some debts need to be settled.”
A celestial race member wearing a brocade robe with gold patterns sneered.
Ke Mo recognized this celestial race member. He was also a very powerful celestial race member named Geng Lian, born with a purple auspicious aura.
His abilities were somewhat similar to an elder who was very good at mooching off others; the more prosperous he became, the stronger his powers.
The moneylenders and businesses in the Underworld City all had some connection to him.
What could possibly make him so furious? It must be something related to money.
“Hmph, if you want to settle accounts with me, I want to settle accounts with you too!”
Yan Tu refused to be outdone when accused.
Ke Mo coughed lightly: “Enemies should be resolved rather than nurtured, a bit of wealth…”
“Yan Tu poured hot water on my money tree!”
Geng Lian gritted his teeth, rolling up his sleeves as if ready to fight: “That was my fiancée’s gift to me. I always believed that there are gods watching over us. This is a matter of life and d*ath to me.”
“It’s a bit excessive… huh?”
Ke Mo paused, stunned.
You’re a celestial race member, why do you believe in gods watching over you?
“I’m not wrong, that tree was originally mine!”
Yan Tu rolled up his sleeves, revealing his dark arm: “You can take advantage of my sister, but taking my sapling is going too far. Even if I destroy it, I won’t give it to you! Can you say you didn’t know that the tree was stolen by my sister from me?”
“I… I didn’t know,” Geng Lian’s momentum weakened.
Buzz—
The mirror in the elder’s hand turned red, emitting red light as if triggered by an alarm.
“Hmm, the mirror isn’t broken.”
Ke Mo: “…”
Is it that complicated?
At this moment, Po Jun spoke, frowning: “Forget about these trivial matters. We shouldn’t bring them up.”
“What’s important now is how to deal with Ink City.”
Lei Ze nodded in agreement.
“Ke Mo, do you have anything else to report?”
The elder put away the mirror and seriously asked Ke Mo for his opinion.
“Although Ink City is based in Human City, its strength cannot be underestimated. There are figures like Dong Changtian, who are not uncommon.”
Ke Mo added in his heart:
For example, himself.
The celestial race members pondered for a moment, their faces growing increasingly serious.
None of them, individually facing Dong Changtian, dared to claim they had any chance of winning.
“Keep going.”
“Ink City is about to attack. The martial artists of the Underworld City might not be reliable. However, since we have natural defenses in the City of Heaven and have prior knowledge of their movements, as long as we conduct drills, it shouldn’t be a problem to send them back empty-handed.”
“Drills?”
“Exactly!”
Li Mo took out several pieces of paper from his pocket: “Assuming Ink City really attacks, we need to prepare in advance and handle various emergencies.”
The celestial race members fell silent for a long time, feeling that Little Li’s scholarly clothes seemed a bit yellowish.
Planning so meticulously, you could be the emperor.
Fortunately, Li Mo became a spy in the Human City and hasn’t advanced to the celestial race yet.
“You can also arrange troops and formations. Since that’s the case, come find me later to plan the drills.”
Po Jun felt that Li Mo might indeed be a genius.
In the evening.
Li Mo came out of his residence. Po Jun personally sent him to the Underworld City. This drill required cooperation from the Underworld City, so Li Mo also asked Old Li to gather the families of the Underworld City for a discussion.
Thus, all the families had gathered at Li Mansion.
“Isn’t the young man from the Li family who joined Ink City quite famous?”
“Heard about Ink City’s slogan? They are rebelling!”
“Then isn’t Little Li considered a traitor? How dare he swagger around the Underworld City?”
“I wonder what the Lord of the Li family called us here today. Is it something illegal?”
Several influential family heads in the Underworld City stood hesitantly in front of the door.
They were uncertain whether to enter.
But at this moment, someone said, “Isn’t that Upper Race Po Jun?”
Po Jun held a high position among the celestial race and his innate strength was entirely focused on combat.
In the tense situation, he was an object many families in the Underworld City aspired to.
However, Po Jun didn’t come alone.
He personally escorted a young man to the Li Mansion.
With an approving look, he patted Li Mo’s shoulder:
“Little Li, keep it up. When I become emperor, I won’t let you down. At least I’ll make you a general.”
“I feel the same way.”
Po Jun smiled, feeling his judgment was spot-on.
Li Mo also smiled. Po Jun was quite remarkable.
At the scene, the people of the Underworld City were frozen in place, their CPUs nearly overheating.
Wasn’t Little Li in a high position in Ink City?
Who would expect a traitor to be personally delivered by a celestial race member, making such a low-key entrance? Hadn’t they been wasting their time in the Underworld City?
