Mutated Tao

Tension filled the hall. Part of it stemmed from Qing Wanglai pressing his gun against Li Huowang’s temple, but the greater weight came from his words.

Eight days? Li Huowang’s mind raced as he processed Qing Wanglai’s words.

Fu Shengtian will superimpose with the Baiyu Capital in eight days, and we’ll have to fight in eight days? Li Huowang’s heart started beating rapidly from that frightening thought.

Eight days wasn’t long enough. Their fate was sealed against the might of Fu Shengtian—they could only wait for death.

“No, it’s much more frightening than you think. The Fu Shengtian you saw is just one side of its projection. Do you know what it would look like in this world?”

Surprisingly, Li Huowang felt calm. He had endured and experienced so much that he was just numb.

More importantly, he still couldn’t trust Qing Wanglai’s one-sided information. “I don’t believe you. Maybe it’s not as terrifying as you claim—assuming you’re even telling the truth.”

“What?” Qing Wanglai tilted his head, his glasses glinting and obscuring his eyes. “You still think I’m just some lunatic?”

“Heh. Trust you? Why should I? I stopped trusting you when you took away the Heavenly Dao of Lies,” Li Huowang said. His tone was growing harsher, but he was actually very calm.

His course of action became simpler now that he realized there was nothing to discuss with Qing Wanglai.

What he needed to do was to kill Qing Wanglai and take away his Heavenly Daos. Only then could he confirm whether Fu Shengtian’s arrival in eight days was real.

However, Li Huowang was sure that Qing Wanglai would shoot him based on the cold metal pressing into his temple. Li Huowang was too injured. He needed to find a way to get out of the predicament.

Qing Wanglai was a madman to Li Huowang. Qing Wanglai could do irreparable damage if he wasn’t careful.

Zhao Shuangdian broke the silence. “Qing Wanglai, don’t be rash. It might not be as serious as you think. First, tell us how you calculated the eight-day timeframe. What method did you use?”

Qing Wanglai didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he gave her a playful look, his gaze flicking to her laptop.

“Calculate it? Do you really think typing into your laptop will prove anything? Stop lying to yourself. Your so-called calculations are nothing but a joke. You’ve been deluding yourself from the start—pretending you can understand this.

“If you managed to get results, why don’t you enlighten us? After all these years, have you managed to calculate anything besides shapes? Do you even realize how insane you sound? Have you ever seen madmen in mental wards claiming they can explain everything and anything? You’re no better than them.”

Li Huowang searched for an opening while Qing Wanglai was distracted, but the gun remained pressed against his head. He couldn’t move.

Just then, Li Huowang and Yang Na locked eyes.

He saw the tension in her eyes and knew what she intended to do. He subtly signaled her to stop.

Li Huowang gestured for her to move back and away from the range of Shai Zi’s explosives.

Meanwhile, Zhao Shuangdian continued her conversation with Qing Wanglai, her expression turning into a frown as she crossed her arms with indignation.

“Qing Wanglai, you can’t be so certain. Do you think you can explain everything I’ve calculated? Don’t you think there’s a chance I’ve succeeded? You might know some things I don’t, but there are also secrets that only I am privy to. Let’s exchange information instead of acting rashly.”

Qing Wanglai shook his head. What might’ve once been a handsome gesture now looked feral, his bloodied, severed ear creating a savage impression.

“Stop lying. You’re not going to coax any information out of me. You wouldn’t know a thing about the ambush if I hadn’t leaked it myself.”

As their argument escalated, Li Huowang’s focus shifted to the bombs strapped to Shai Zi’s body. As if sensing Li Huowang’s gaze, Shai Zi glanced up from his game and looked back at Li Huowang.

Li Huowang glared at Shai Zi, who not only survived but also became a new Siming.

Li Huowang raised a single eyebrow, a deliberate signal. Shai Zi lowered his sunglasses, his sharp eyes glinting with slyness.

Two seconds later, Shai Zi smirked and raised an eyebrow in return.

Li Huowang suddenly shouted, “Shai Zi, do it now!”

Shai Zi froze in surprise. Do what?

But Qing Wanglai didn’t hesitate—he turned his gun on Shai Zi.

Li Huowang’s gamble paid off. He put himself in Qing Wanglai’s shoes and believed he would also be wary of Shai Zi. Shai Zi’s oath of allegiance couldn’t automatically earn Qing Wanglai’s trust.

Just as Qing Wanglai moved his gun away, Li Huowang jumped up and headbutted Qing Wanglai in the nose.

The moment Qing Wanglai stumbled back, Li Huowang grabbed his knife and stabbed Qing Wanglai’s neck.

Warm blood splattered over him as Ba Nanxu rushed in, kicking the gun away from Qing Wanglai’s grasp. The tide had turned.

Shai Zi stared in disbelief. “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll detonate the explosives and kill everyone here?”

Li Huowang idly raised his knife. “I would’ve believed the threat if it came from Jiang Xiangshou. But you? I don’t trust you. Qing Wanglai never should’ve made you an ally. I know too much about the Sitting Oblivion Dao—you wouldn’t dare to fight physically.”

Li Huowang ignored Shai ZI afterward, tearing off Qing Wanglai’s shirt before taking off the protective vest beneath it.

“What are you doing? He’s already dying,” Wu Qi said. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of pity, as Qing Wanglai had been one of her long-time allies.

Blood spattered Li Huowang as he plunged his knife into Qing Wanglai’s chest and dragged it down.

“What else? He has several Heavenly Daos in him! We must consume him!”

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