Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 313 - 315: The Whisper of an Ancient God

Chapter 313: Chapter 315: The Whisper of an Ancient God

“What’s the situation?”

“I don’t know, it seems to be an emergency operation, I didn’t see them distributing supplies up front.”

“This must be the first time, it seems like the problem is quite serious.”

“…”

Whispers continuously spread, making the entire No. 1 playground quite noisy.

“Silence!” a commanding voice boomed, clearing the previous noise instantly.

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“This mission is a joint operation between Xuanqing Academy and the Special Combat Team. All students must follow the command and must not act independently, otherwise, they will be executed without mercy!”

The voice came again, this time with a hint of murderous intent, especially the last three words “executed without mercy”, which made weaker cultivators’ heads buzz, nearly unable to withstand it.

Actually, Xuanqing Academy didn’t have many cultivator students, just over a thousand, but the number of Special Combat Team members was much higher, amounting to about two thousand.

However, they were not on this playground but had already assembled and set off earlier.

Compared to these small-time academic cultivators, the Special Combat Team were real combat practitioners.

In terms of discipline, the difference was too great. Academic cultivators themselves were more like lone wolves. In Ji Shan’s analysis, these academic cultivators should focus on researching magic and cultivation techniques, which are not inherently combat-oriented, but some people were unhappy with this situation.

So, they forcefully changed the original plan, making it resemble an ancient sect, effectively ruining it. Now, neither scholarly nor martial capabilities are met, and although some want to revert it, Ji Shan thought it was too late.

Think about it, a group of ordinary people who are not even solid in theory and have only learned spells and cultivation techniques for two days being sent to carry out highly dangerous missions under the guise of experience—does this sound normal?

If it were really similar to a sect, there would be nothing to say since a sect is a private institution. But all of Xuanqing Academy’s resources are supported by Yan Country. Does such a vast nation lack enforcers? Probably not. More likely, they need a group that could drive modern scientific advancements in magic and cultivation techniques.

That’s why Ji Shan felt that although Xuanqing Academy holds the title of the official leading organization, it essentially has nothing but the name left.

The Special Combat Team, on the other hand, was established when Yan Country realized the problems with Xuanqing Academy. In terms of equipment, supplies, and even scientific research, they were far superior to Xuanqing Academy, which only held the title.

Soon, the distribution of equipment on the entire playground was completed. Ji Shan also received a set; it was slightly better than the usual mission equipment, but not by much. Compared to the Special Combat Team, it was still vastly inferior.

“No one speak, get on the bus!” A row of huge modified buses drove in, looking similar to ordinary buses on the outside, but they were specially modified inside.

One by one, the students boarded the buses in an orderly manner. After Ji Shan sat down, he found a familiar face, the bearded man who had tried to trick him earlier.

With a simple perception check, he noticed that the other’s mood was very unpleasant, marked by an uneasy feeling.

It looked as if he knew something, and in Ji Shan’s perception, although some were also uneasy, that emotion was directed towards the unknown, whereas the bearded man’s unease had a specific intent.

These two emotions were distinct in Ji Shan’s perception.

“We meet again, senior. You seem to be in a bad mood,” Ji Shan said with a smile, attempting to draw more information.

The bearded man, distracted, completely failed to notice Ji Shan sitting next to him until Ji Shan spoke. Startled, he then managed a forced smile and said, “Ji Shan, you’re here too.”

“We’re about to go into battle; how could I possibly be in a good mood?”

The explanation was feeble, and Ji Shan didn’t buy it.

“Don’t worry, when we join forces, there won’t be too many problems,” Ji Shan started to paint a rosy picture, though it was his first time doing this, he was quite skilled at it; after all, Qin Muye had forced him to consume plenty of harmful motivational talks and endure a lot of tough experiences.

So, just with a little tweaking, he could easily turn these harmful motivational talks and tough experiences into positive energy.

After a bit of discussion, the bearded man indeed felt much better. He glanced around, noticing that the vehicle was speeding down the road, and everyone was busy with their own tasks. Thus, he whispered, audible only to Ji Shan, “Ji Shan, you’re a good person. The place we’re heading to this time might be complicated, so be careful.”

He knew that they were heading to the Liu Family’s residence to resolve issues related to the Liu Family, but there was a prerequisite: there might not be any living people left in the Liu Family’s home.

After giving up on pursuing Ji Shan, he naturally needed to contact the employer—the Liu Family’s collateral branch.

At that time, he was in the restroom communicating with the other party. Initially, everything was normal, but then he noticed that the Liu Family had become extremely odd. The personnel from the collateral branch were dressed in Daoist robes with a lotus seed embroidered at the forehead.

Their skin was as pale as a corpse’s, and their mental state was not great. Initially, the conversation was normal, but soon, some inexplicable terms were blurted out—terms that seemed to be names of cultivation techniques.

But since the connection was intermittent, he couldn’t grasp the exact meanings. However, what was eerie was that these terms still lingered in his mind, unable to be dismissed. Equally unforgettable was how the other party’s head bloomed like a lotus, with even the skull transforming into six petals and beginning to rotate.

He could vividly see that the other person’s brain appeared like an immortal sitting amidst a lotus flower.

Then, as the other party described some chilling phrases, he panicked and ended the video call. He sat paralyzed in the restroom for nearly ten minutes before he could barely recover. Then, naturally, he heard the assembly alarm and was somewhat dizzily arranged into the vehicle.

Even now, recalling these things caused his face to pale, cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and the bloodshot in his eyes still hadn’t faded.

Ji Shan heard the bearded man’s caution, which surprised him, and he also felt the other’s nervousness transform into fear at this moment—tangible, palpable fear.

Then, in Ji Shan’s eyes, a piece of scripture emerged, and he instantly became alert: ‘Contamination? And it’s contagious contamination too!’

‘The handwriting in this scripture… looks familiar?’

‘Didn’t dad go to the Underworld? How could it have spread to Xuan Qing College…’

He recognized the vigorous and bold handwriting almost immediately—it was Qin Muye’s handwriting. However, it was mixed with some eerie patterns which was why it took him a moment to identify it. Besides, because it was a corruption handed down through the family, this disturbing contamination had no effect on him.

“Did you see something?” Ji Shan cautiously asked, making sure only the bearded man could hear.

The bearded man widened his eyes and responded softly, “You… what do you know?”

“Nothing, just a speculation,” Ji Shan naturally couldn’t say that it might be a minor matter involving his dad affecting him.

“No mistake, there’s trouble with the Liu Family—they’ve all turned into monsters. This time, we’re probably going to take down the Liu Family, otherwise, there’s no way even the Special Combat Team would be dispatched,” the bearded man seemed to have misunderstood something but still looked around cautiously and shared his guess.

“…”

It was definitely his father’s petty doing. Ji Shan thought this matter had passed, but it resulted in a massacre of a family.

No, it was even worse than massacring the Liu Family, who might have directly encountered Qin Muye’s true form.

Now he was supposed to clean up this mess. If he succeeded, was he supposed to track down the source and play out another round of fatherly love and filial piety?

No, if it really developed like this, he would probably end up being hung out to dry.

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Moreover, he felt that this matter might not be so easy to resolve—Liu Gu’s power was not weak, and most likely, the combined forces of the Special Combat Team and Xuan Qing College were not sufficient.

The Special Combat Team mostly included levels two to three cultivators, while Xuan Qing College was slightly better off due to having more training time—however, most personnel were also between levels two and three.

But the Special Combat Team was backed by a level five chief instructor, whereas Xuan Qing College only had a level four dean. Additionally, considering combat proficiency and equipment, overall, they were still slightly inferior.

Liu Gu previously was level six, and even if he had fallen, he definitely had some hidden cards left. Moreover, being an old monster from the past era and possibly truly becoming a monster, his power could recover to level six, turning it indeed into a nightmare difficulty.

Not everyone was like Qin Muye, who cheated his way ahead. Although Ji Shan also cheated, his extent wasn’t as wide as Qin Muye’s.