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Having obtained the [Driftboat] as a life-saving trump card, Lu Sheng was naturally overjoyed.

That day, he invited Pei Shaogong and the other three to a grand meal at the Eight Immortals Restaurant, and also introduced his own natal deity, Long Aotian, to them.

Anyway, since the small world is currently managed by 'Heaven', everything is in good order, and there won't be any problems if we don't look at it for a while.

As for the divine war currently being waged with Alex?

If the enemy hasn't called for reinforcements by now, it's basically safe to say they're out of options. He's all alone, so there's no need for him to worry about it.

Perhaps while he's eating a meal, the heavens will seize the core of his divine kingdom.

Baxianlou, third floor private room.

During mealtime.

"Come on, Brother Long, let me toast you." Fu Qing smiled and raised his glass to Long Aotian.

Pei Shaogong also laughed and said, "That's right. If you have any difficulties at Ziwei Academy in the future, you can come to us when Brother Lu is too busy."

The four of them did not look down on Long Aotian because of his Class C status. On the contrary, their tone and actions were very kind, as if they were treating him as one of their own.

But Long Aotian knew that the reason they acted this way was entirely because of his relationship with Lu Sheng.

Otherwise, he would never have been able to come into contact with such important figures as the direct descendants of super families, nor would he have been able to enter such circles.

He knew who had brought all of this to him.

Long Aotian lowered his posture and bowed, saying, "Brothers, you're too kind. I'm just a little Kalami. Please don't look down on me."

"How could that be? Brother Long is capable of becoming Brother Lu's subordinate god, he must have his own abilities." Pei Shaogong patted his shoulder and took another small sip of Blood Spirit Wine.

Long Aotian was deeply moved and immediately downed another cup.

After several rounds of drinks, Long Aotian and Pei Shaogong, their faces flushed, fell asleep on the table.

The two most talkative people quieted down, and the atmosphere naturally eased.

Brother Lu.

Fu Qing came to Lu Sheng's side, changed the subject, and suddenly brought up today's martial arts battle, reminding him: "That Bu Zou suffered a defeat today, and the betting agreement with the Fu family is also not settled. He has suffered a great loss."

"However, he is ultimately a top-tier genius with SSS-level talent, and he is expected to become a pillar of the family in the future. The Fu family will definitely not give up on him."

"This man came from a remote place to marry into the Fu family. He is arrogant and petty. You made him suffer a great loss this time. Although you can't do anything openly, you should still be careful in secret."

"I understand." Lu Sheng nodded, neither confirming nor denying.

If it weren't for the irresistible allure of the [Drifting Boat], he wouldn't have been willing to offend Buzou for it.

After all, there's no such thing as being a thief for a thousand days but not being able to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

They offended a top-tier prodigy with considerable strength.

You can never predict what kind of dirty tricks the other party will use, so there's nowhere to defend against them.

"I hope you don't court death." Lu Sheng's eyes flickered, and he drank the entire cup of Blood Spirit Wine without changing his expression.

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Once again, Lu Sheng slipped away under Gu Qinghan's resentful gaze. After returning to Qingluan Mountain, he took a bath and then lazily lay down on a soft chair.

While eating the precious fruit handed to him by Xiaofu, he closed his eyes to rest, his consciousness slowly sinking into his little world.

He first glanced at the battlefield.

At this moment, most of the core area of ​​the Elf Kingdom has been occupied by the Heavenly Palace Army, and the remaining million elves have been forcibly gathered in one area.

Among them, only a few thousand elves of the fourth rank or above remained, and their auras clearly showed an unstable state, obviously indicating that they had only recently been promoted.

Behind them was a group of the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled, whose auras were generally at the first or second level, their faces filled with fear and worry.

Their weapons were stained and their legs trembled. Even some young elf children, only a few years old, had to join the battle.

This contrasts sharply with the high morale that was high when the "Poor Wood Barrier" was still intact.

Above this last elven army, a colossal phantom of an elven god stood, weary and his aura weakened by the deaths of his people.

He pleaded humbly, "Human, spare me! For this, I am willing to become your slave and give you the coordinates of a demigod-level wild world!"

At this moment, Tian also communicated with Lu Sheng.

Tian: "Master, this elven deity is in dire straits and is willing to provide the coordinates of a wild world. What do you think...?"

"Kill him and take the core of the divine kingdom." Lu Sheng said calmly.

Are you willing to provide the coordinates of a demigod-level wild world?

Putting aside whether a wild world that the other party can possess is useful to me, just considering the coordinates, who can guarantee their authenticity?

What if the other party is determined to sabotage you even in their dying moments and has given you the coordinates of a small world belonging to a powerful alien race?

As for who is about to die and whose words are good...

He wouldn't trust these alien races.

After casually checking the battlefield situation again, Lu Sheng's consciousness traveled through the world passage to Long Aotian's small world.

On the edge of the world, hundreds of millions of low-level robots and a large number of human cultivators can be seen busily working, and a majestic steel Great Wall is slowly rising.

As his own god, Lu Sheng, having finally found this "transfer station," would naturally not allow it to have any problems easily.

Therefore, a long time ago, he had 'Tian' build a suitable defensive structure in Long Aotian's small world.

Once completed, with the SSS-level attribute "Divine Craftsman's Domain" bonus, it will be at least an S-level defensive building worth tens of millions of strands of divinity.

With its own army supporting it, at least ordinary demigods couldn't break through.

Back in his own little world, Lu Sheng resumed his routine checks.

As time went on, Tian became increasingly aware that although Tian's computing power was extremely strong, it could not replace all management.

An absolutely rational god, while able to make the most of all the resources of the small world, also has some drawbacks.

Although the people are absolutely loyal, they also possess "seven emotions and six desires" and can be influenced by emotions and other factors.

Furthermore, the people are different from the stone men's followers. They can influence the gods' power anytime and anywhere. In a sense, they can even be considered the gods' "children" and cannot be driven like machines.

Therefore, there are some matters that Lu Sheng still needs to optimize.

However, just as his gaze fell upon Bailu City, he discovered a very strange situation.

Three hundred miles outside White Deer City, a group of over a hundred Nascent Soul cultivators were chasing after a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

But the cultivator being chased unleashed a blood-red escape technique he had never seen before, moving at incredible speed. The late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators behind him could only watch helplessly as the opponent ran further and further away.

At the same time, the fleeing cultivator's entire body was steaming with blood energy, and spiderweb-like blood-red patterns appeared on his bare back, wriggling on his own as if he were alive.

"Holy crap!"

Lu Sheng instantly understood why this citizen was being hunted down.

That's a demonic cultivator!

Someone in his divine kingdom actually created a demonic cultivation technique, and even managed to cultivate it all the way to the Nascent Soul stage without anyone noticing!

"God, what the hell are you doing? Don't you know our house is haunted?"

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