Above Destiny

Chapter 727 What to do?
Pucheng.

Under the blazing sun, the blue waves surged.

In the sea area of ​​Pucheng, a rare sight of human habitation has appeared on an island that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time.

The ancient buildings have been restored, and the massive structure has been renovated.

The magnificent building, resembling an imperial Senate, has once again been given a new lease on life.

Even though everyone knows perfectly well that this brilliance won't last long, and that it might turn into ruins in another half hour...

This is practically a dueling arena!

A dueling arena specially designed for the chosen ones.

In the early years, when the old leader Aquilino founded the alliance, the seven cities were rife with conflicts and chaos. Even interests and positions could not completely bridge the age-old feud between them.

Therefore, the blood feud trial came into being.

Decades ago, many people fought here, which led to numerous business conflicts, grudges from previous generations, and hatred between them.

After a series of struggles, the situation gradually became clear, and Aquilino's authority grew increasingly powerful, so the dueling arena was rarely used anymore.

Now, with Aquilino's death, the dueling arena has once again returned to the negotiating table, and this long-forgotten building has once again seen the light of day.

Even if it's just a final burst of energy before death.

When Chosen Ones below the Rebirth rank start fighting, the scale can still be controlled. But if those above the Transcendent rank really break off relations and get angry, they can easily flatten the entire duel arena. No matter how much preparation they make in advance, it won't help.

Everyone who sets foot here knows full well that from this day forward, this place will likely be reduced to ruins.

Now the sea and airspace are completely clear, and there are no irrelevant people within a radius of dozens of miles.

Only representatives from the seven cities and their respective servants.

Right there in the newly renovated stands, the Chopra and Sukarno families finally met again after the death of their old leader.

The person is no longer the same, and the situation and circumstances are no longer the same. Stripped of acting and pretense, the two families who could once barely share a room are now utterly irreconcilable enemies!

Yet, she still had a smile on her face.

"Head of the Seno family, it's an honor to meet you."

The cheerful and optimistic Minkler smiled slightly, then sighed, "Chopra and Sukarno were once the pillars of the Seven Cities. I never imagined that the Sukarno family would stray to such a state. Have they thought about how to explain this to their ancestors?"

"Each each other!"

Seno sneered indifferently: "I'd like to know what the Chopra family's legacy will have to say when the head of the Minkler family meets his ancestors after his death, now that the family's foundation has been destroyed."

"You don't need to die to see them every day."

Minkler whistled, and instantly the semi-transparent household gods crawled out of the ground, their hideous faces rising to look at Seno.

“Here, you can say whatever you want to say.” Minkler gestured warmly. “Should I call Bustaman out so you can catch up? My father has been talking about Mr. Seno a lot down there.”

Minkler, you son of a bitch...

Sino's expression twitched for a moment, and he almost uttered a curse.

Scolding won't help.

The Chopra family is a hellish family; they could have thrown all their ancestors into the fire and burned them. They don't even need to appear in dreams; the dead patriarch is simply used as a tool.

Even someone as unorthodox as Sukarno couldn't stand these bastards.

Thinking of his family's orders and requirements, Seno remained silent, only glancing deeply at the household deity beside Minkler, without saying a word.

Finally, the gaze fell on what was behind Minkler.

Wearing capri pants, flip-flops, a floral T-shirt, sunglasses, and a sun hat, Ji Jue looks like a tourist who might pull out his phone to take pictures at any moment.

Their art style is completely different from everyone else's!
What the hell are you doing here?!
Minkler said, "Well, let me introduce myself..."

"No need for introductions."

Sino snorted and glanced at Ji Jue: "The Lord of Xinquan, who has traveled all the way to extend his reach to the Seven Cities, must have heard of you for a long time."

"is it?"

Ji Jue smiled even more brightly and cheerfully, and told him, "You should have experienced more firsthand."

"is it?"

Sino remained indifferent, casually digging a hole for himself: "I don't recall it. Do you want me to remind you?"

"You've forgotten all of that?"

Despite the stares of everyone else, Ji Jue still smiled and said, "Luo Island is a major customer of our coastline. Why are you suddenly turning your back on us? Are our tricycles not working well? How about I send you a few more farm implements later?"

"no!"

Sino laughed, whether out of admiration or anger: "You're lying through your teeth! And you say you have to look to your Federation? Did you send over a tricycle?!"
On such occasions, there are naturally representatives from other families as well. Some are heads of families in person, while others are heirs. Each of them brings their servants and guards, making it a lively and bustling event, almost like some kind of sporting event.

There will inevitably be some sarcastic remarks or heated arguments.

However, Fernán interrupted the situation before the parties could completely disrupt it.

"Let's stop here if it's unrelated."

The acting speaker still looked half-dead, his eyes bloodshot as if he hadn't slept enough, but his pupils were even darker and his aura was imposing. Without the slightest bit of politeness, he bluntly dismissed all the pointless greetings.

His arrogant demeanor almost made one think that Aquilino had come back to life and had become the prime minister of the seven cities again.

However, at this point, no matter how impolite or disregardful he was of others, no one cared anymore. What good was it for someone who was already on the verge of death, both politically and in terms of life itself, to shout the loudest?

Without anyone else lifting a finger, once a new head of the family is chosen among Aquilino's descendants in a few days, he will likely be the first to be exiled by Pucheng, the city he relies on.

"Now that things have come to this, there's no need to ask any more questions."

Fernand looked at Minkler and Seno: "Both families are the backbone of the Seven Cities. Such a struggle is too reckless. Isn't there any other way to turn things around?"

Minkler shook his head resolutely: "The hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable!"

Sano was equally resolute: "They have disgraced my family name and killed my brother. The Sukarno family will never tolerate such stigma and disgrace!"

The others also looked at Fernand with amused expressions.

Mediation?

Is mediation useful?
Now, who is wasting time?
"..."

Fernand stood ramrod straight, his gaze sweeping over the two men's faces with disappointment and exhaustion. "In that case, on behalf of the Seven Cities, I will bear witness to settle the matter between the two sides and determine the victor."

At opposite ends of the enormous conference table, both sides signed their respective documents.

Not only the two sides, but also the participants who represent the two sides in a duel and trial to settle their blood feud.

"Is the Chopra family ready?"

Fernand asked a question.

Minkler smiled slightly, signed his name, and stepped aside. Lou Yanyue, who was walking at the back and looking around, ripped off her hat, sunglasses, and mask, swaggered forward, picked up a pen, and signed her name.

There was no pretense.

You don’t even act anymore, right?
Seeing the Lou family openly appear in this setting, without any attempt at concealment, brought tears to the eyes of countless people. After resisting for so long, they had finally succumbed to the Federation's powerful influence...

Meanwhile, at the other end, deep footsteps sounded, and a burly man emerged from behind Seno. He had a cold face, a stubble beard, and short hair that stood up like steel needles.

What's even more striking is the gleam of iron visible beneath his cloak.

His entire body was covered in heavy armor.

Ji Jue could tell at a glance that even that piece of armor was a rare blessed creation, and the kind with a chain of blessings!

More importantly, it's the aura emanating from the other person.

Ruins!

A desolate ruin beyond the highest level!
In fact, his sharpness and stability surpass even Yue Chen, whom Ji Jue had seen in a rally race!

Just moments before, people were marveling at the Lou family's investment, but the moment the other party appeared, a surprised voice rang out from the crowd in Seven Cities: "Kzobel? You're still alive?!"

Kzober glanced at the person who spoke, gave a cold laugh, and said nothing.

"Where did this come from?" Ji Jue asked curiously.

"Pancheng Blood Rock—Orban Kzobel." Minkler explained in a low voice, "The island lord of the southern region of the Endless Sea actually does the work of a pirate. At his peak, fleets from the seven cities would buy his flag for safety when passing by."

It is said that even the imperial people could not do anything to him. Later, he exploited them so much that even his own people could not stand it. Rumor has it that he was killed by his own younger brother...

"Oh, I think I remember that."

Ji Jue suddenly realized, and finally remembered.

The reason I remember it is because the other side was on the Federation's bounty list... and at one point it was ranked very high!

As we all know, bounty lists are sometimes very useful, and sometimes completely useless. Especially in the Endless Sea, which is so vast and has so many hidden corners, after making a big score, you can simply find a remote place to hide for a couple of years. But if they really want to find you, that's as difficult as climbing to the sky.

So much so that sometimes it's used as a ranking list.

For example, the current number one on the list... cough cough, that Lu Changsheng. And Nirvana, who was the number one for decades, was recently surpassed.

Oh no, these two look like me!

Thinking of this, Ji Jue immediately laughed, but when he looked at Kzober, he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

Where did this little karami come from?

It's something that can't even make the top 100.

Since you've seen the top name on the list, why not pay your respects?
Of course, ranking is ranking, and ability is ability; they cannot be confused. Ji Jue knew perfectly well how much of Lu Changsheng's talent was exaggerated; in terms of sheer evil deeds, he probably couldn't even compare to the little finger of the person opposite him.

Moreover, those who can offend the Federation and the Empire and still live comfortably, and dare to show their faces in public, must have some ability.

This is a seasoned master who has fought his way through countless battles, far surpassing a newbie like Lou Yanyue in experience, ability, and even rank.

Unfortunately, no matter how sharp Kzober's aura was, or how violent and ferocious the meaning of the desolate ruins was, Lou Yanyue didn't even lift her eyelids.

Turn a blind eye.

pressure?

No pressure at all!
What level are you at? Are you at the same level as me?

Between wild chosen ones and family lineages, there exists an almost insurmountable wall.

Just like the difference between a wild white deer and one that has settled down, it cannot be measured in miles.

In places like the Federation and the Empire, where geniuses gather in large numbers, which family that can establish itself doesn't have a ruthless skill? And which family that can wield power doesn't have a solid foundation?
The Tong family is used to being low-key and never makes a fuss. When the Ether One faction makes a move, there are no sound, light, or electricity effects. They believe in the principle of "the cicada senses the autumn wind before it blows, and death comes unexpectedly without anyone knowing." If you offend them, you won't even know how you died.

The Lou family is different; they are infamous, having earned their status through hard-fought battles generation after generation. The MVP of Haizhou is a testament to their achievements!
Property, secret rituals, the inheritance of ancestors, the skills and refinements honed and perfected by countless clansmen throughout their lives and through tireless research, and the protective circles and time-bound elements passed down through generations are enough to leave other unorthodox methods far behind in the initial stages.

Even those from collateral branches outside the main lineage start as elites, easily defeating opponents of the same level, and challenging those of higher levels within a larger realm is as simple as eating and drinking.

As for Ji Jue, a wild chosen one, he has several BOSS panels on his body. He is a monster outside of theory. Moreover, he is a craftsman with a lot of props and equipment on his body. When he really fights, even an ordinary transcendent can not suppress him.

The term "veteran" implies rich experience, but in Lou Yanyue's eyes, it's no different from being an old good-for-nothing.

You were exceptional decades ago, and you're still exceptional decades later.
If no one has reached the Celestial Realm in so long, then this is probably all there is to it in this life!

If Lou Yanyue even glanced at him, it was considered that he was on high alert, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Even disregarding the person in front of him, Kzober was still asking Ji Jue in their spiritual communication: "Are you sure those bastards from the Xu family will really come?"

"Nine times out of ten."

Ji Jue replied decisively, "Besides, even if we don't come, it wouldn't be a loss to have a fight to warm up, right?"

"Hey, you kid..."

Lou Yanyue grinned and sighed in an old-fashioned manner, her ponytail sticking up in the air.

At this moment, there was no one else in sight, nor any unusual spiritual aura, and no evidence of the Xu family's existence could be found anywhere inside or outside the dueling arena.

But it is precisely because of this that the other party's presence is highlighted!

It's like finding a spot in muddy water where there's no mud. What could be there? It's not even wariness or observation; the other party is so evasive precisely because they've already taken the bait!

Moreover, it's definitely the Xu family!

People are only unafraid of trouble, hardship, fatigue, and effort when they are doing bad things.

Otherwise, if other federal families really get involved, why don't they stand up and openly support Sukarno at this time?

They could even point their fingers at Lou Yanyue and berate her, accusing her family of breaking the rules and overstepping their bounds. No matter how harsh the insults, the Lou family would have no grounds for complaint!

Therefore, Ji Jue can conclude that they must have already discovered the 'Lord of the Flies'.

To be precise, it was through the anomalies on Ro Island that the true nature and potential of the Lord of the Flies, and the existence of countless spirits of creation, were discovered...

When the sundial was released, the other party probably received the news. Now that they have experienced the terrifying cost-effectiveness and efficiency of the Lord of the Flies, they are probably going to sit up and fight.

A group of spiritual beings that can be mass-produced indefinitely, without the need for human bodies or the consumption of souls, and can directly act on machinery.

A colossal creature with almost limitless potential, capable of easily transforming ordinary objects into sentient beings!
Anyone would be startled if this happened to them!
This is almost touching the lifeline and pillar of the Xu family's own businesses...

Holy crap, how could the landlord be so mean?!
Such a large project, with such a terrifying investment and such amazing output, could it be Ji Jue who did it if not the Lou family?
Even if you think highly of Ji Jue, you wouldn't be this absurd.

Lou Feng, who was used by Ji Jue as a nuclear-powered donkey from beginning to end and appeared everywhere to support the Fly King, became the true master behind the Fly King!
If the Xu family doesn't hold back and give the Lou family a hard time at this point, they can really just lie around and wait for the Lou family to finish off their passively and then come knocking on their door.

The enemy's confidant, your greatest threat, is right under your nose, on your own territory. It would be crazy to back down.

What to do? Only kill!

This is the universal solution that can be applied to all problems that arise between people!
At this moment, just after Fernand finished announcing the lengthy but unheard rules and regulations, the two sides of the blood feud trial finally entered the arena!

However, no one's attention was focused on the two people facing off.

Instead, it landed on the stands.

Two distinct seating arrangements...

The negotiations and alliances that have been taking place over the past few days have been conducted on both sides of Fernan, who represents Pucheng and the Seven Cities Alliance. The representatives of the Seven Cities have clearly given their answers.

Pucheng remained neutral, relinquishing its position as leader of the alliance and refusing to help any of the other sides.

Next to Chopra's house sat Mach City and Sid Island.

Sitting next to Sukarno's house were Dancheng and Yamen.

Fernand, standing in the middle, remained expressionless, seemingly observing the situation on the field, yet also appearing to see nothing at all, his gaze drifting into the void, lost in thought.

There's no point in saying anything more; the position we're sitting in right now says it all.

Even if it's just a statement, there will definitely be discrepancies and differences in reality. Even after forming an alliance, the relationship between them can't be inseparable... But how far are the once incredibly stable seven cities from a real split?
boom! ! !
The entire dueling arena suddenly trembled.

The moment the horn sounded, neither side uttered a single word and immediately went all out to attack!
Once known as the Blood Rock of Iwaki, Kzobel disregarded the difference in age and the gap between the two sides, and his originally burly body swelled up as if it had exploded.

As the reborn form manifested, it resembled a mountain rising abruptly from the ground.

The endless iron and stone coalesced into a two-headed giant over five meters tall. Outside the arena, the sea surged violently, producing a deafening roar.

Like an earthquake erupting from the deepest part of the ocean.

Throughout the dueling arena, everyone felt their bodies sway slightly and involuntarily move forward a few inches, as if being pulled by gravity.

Molten fire erupted from the giant's hand, and a massive hammer, cracked and flowing with lava, appeared out of thin air!

It is indeed a blessed creation!

As if the earth's veins had collapsed and Mount Tai had pressed down, the giant had already broken through the air and arrived, carrying the full force of the desolate ruins. It was not at all like the slow-moving desolate ruins in everyone's memory. Its speed was so fast that even ordinary white deer could not keep up.

The giant hammer was already smashing down towards Lou Yanyue's head!
Even before that, the power erupting from the earth's veins and the crystals rising from the ground had already formed a static zone in the desolate ruins, sealing Lou Yanyue inside.

It's like amber trapping an insect.

Then, along with the amber, the insects were crushed into dust!
Lou Yanyue only had time to blink once.

then……

In the molecular-level freeze, I yawned.

Completely ignoring the constraints of the stasis zone, he raised his arm with incredible ease.

He extended a finger toward the crushing hammer.

Before that, Ji Jue in the stands had already put his sunglasses back on.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying light, even brighter than the blazing sun, erupted from Lou Yanyue's fingertips!
(End of this chapter)