Spare Me, Great Lord!
chapter-744

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

After Lu Shu had inserted the Cheng Ying sword into the opening, he watched as Nie Ting and Hai Gongzi talked with an uninterested expression. Suddenly, Hai Gongzi turned and said that since he was the owner of the Cheng Ying sword, he should decide whether to open the door or not.

What was this?! Lu Shu was at a loss. No one had told him that the owner of the Cheng Ying sword would have such a heavy responsibility. You Mingyu had just brought it over for him. Back then, Nie Ting even said that he had to be patient. But no one told him why he had to be patient.

Why did he suddenly have to make such a major decision?

Lu Shu was unhappy. “Can’t you discuss this among yourselves? Why do you have to drag me in? Why didn’t you tell me about this in the past? Can you explain to me what’s up with that Luo Nan guy? And why is this dragon trapped here?”

Lu Shu did not believe that this had nothing to do with Nie Ting, as without the Cheng Ying sword, the door would not open. Nie Ting definitely wanted to bring him here, as the key and as bait!

Had the dragon been trapped here because of the Cheng Ying sword?

No one was hiding the truth here. Lu Shu had taken on others’ appearances many times. He would be able to tell.

Chaos was now churning in the Seal of Lands. There was definitely something here that it wanted to eat. Lu Shu was thinking about how to allow Chaos to take advantage without anyone noticing. Lu Shu did not want anyone to know that he had a Panlong.

Hai Gongzi looked at Lu Shu. “Let that small, evil dragon out. There is a good opportunity for it inside. Since it has the courage to transform into a dragon, that opportunity should belong to it.”

Nie Ting was astonished. He looked at Lu Shu. “So that divine punishment happened because a snake had transformed into a dragon!”

Lu Shu said, “What are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

As he spoke, Lu Shu was about to make Hai Gongzi return into the Cheng Ying sword. But Hai Gongzi said calmly, “Stop hiding. It’s a black evil dragon that is over ten meters long. Its name is Chaos.”

Lu Shu looked down and searched the Seal of Lands. “… where are my green beans?”

What are you talking about?!

“From Hai Gongzi’s distress, +567!”

“Ao Xian probably felt the heavenly punishment as well. The heavenly punishment has not occurred for a long time. Thus, he controlled human beings and found clues that you have Chaos with you. He wanted to use it to recover his soul.”

Lu Shu was dumbfounded. “Then why didn’t you do the same?”

There was a sudden, indescribable air of haughtiness from Hai Gongzi. “I, Ao Hai, will never do such a shameful thing. Chaos is intelligent. How could I take its body for my own sake?”

Lu Shu was dumbfounded. Although Hai Gongzi criticized his swordplay and had severe OCD, he was the kind of person that Lu Shu rarely saw. He was proud, but honest. He had great strength of character.

“So, what exactly did that dragon do?” Lu Shu asked. His very first question had not even been answered!

“I can’t say,” said Ao Hai calmly.

Lu Shu was silent. “… ha ha. Listening to the words of a wise man is a waste of ten minutes…”

“From Ao Hai’s distress, +133.”

Something else he could not reveal? Back then, when Lu Shu asked Li Xianyi about the Puppet Master, Li Xianyi had replied that he could not tell him. Now that they had encountered a dragon, Ao Hai would not tell him either.

Did this have something to do with the Puppet Master?

To be honest, Lu Shu was worried. After all, the Golden Foundation now only had one Class A, but there were two Puppet Masters. He knew that the Golden Foundation had been tracking down the whereabouts of the Puppet Masters, but he did not know why he had never seen the Golden Foundation meet the Puppet Masters. Was there something he did not know about?

Nie Ting raised his eyebrows. “Open the door.”

Lu Shu looked at Nie Ting. He was obviously hiding a knife underneath his cloak. He turned and calmly said to Hai Gongzi, “Open the door.”

Hai Gongzi pointed at the Cheng Ying sword. The sword was like a ripple on water.

Crash! The entire door was raised upwards from the ground.

The entire Death Valley started to shake. Chen Zuan obediently stood behind Lu Shu. He did not speak or fidget. He was afraid that something would happen to him… everyone present was a boss. He had no say in this conversation.

After the door had completely opened, Nie Ting walked in.

There was a massive altar in the cave. An old man sat cross-legged on the stage. When Lu Shu saw this, he was dumbfounded. “The Dragon Stage!”

Back then in the Lop Nur remains, Lu Shu had seen this Dragon Stage. The Dragon Stage back then was much smaller than this one. Even then, it was able to revive thousands of bronze armored soldiers of the sea.

But why was there a similar Dragon Stage here?

The old man opened his eyes and looked at Lu Shu. “One cannot judge a book by its cover. So you recognize the Dragon Stage. You…”

“No wait!” Lu Shu interrupted the old man. “What does judging a book by its cover have to do here? Is there something wrong with my appearance? Tell me.”

“From Ao Xian’s distress, +666!”

Was Lu Shu really taking him seriously? He was just speaking casually!

Hai Gongzi and Nie Ting calmly looked at Lu Shu. Chen Zuan gasped in shock. How did Lu Shu think of that…

Lu Shu also realized that he had said something odd. “Continue.”

Ao Xian sat on the Dragon Stage and calmly looked at Nie Ting, Hai Gongzi, Lu Shu and Chen Zuan… what was he going to say?

Ao Xian suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a stick. His emotions were all over the place…

“Uncle, did you ever think that this day would come?” Hai Gongzi asked. This Ao Xian was actually Hai Gongzi’s uncle. He continued. “Back then, you killed the Dragon Clan and humans to create the Dragon Stage for the Ancient Yi Clan, so that you could exchange it for immortality from them. But you never thought that you had to depend on the Dragon Stage to linger with your last breath.”

This time, Lu Shu was truly shocked. Ao Xian had killed his own clan. No wonder Hai Gongzi had made a move.

Ao Xian calmly said, “Back then, magical energy was growing more and more scarce. Our numbers were dwindling as well. Even if I didn’t, they would die soon after.”

“Everyone will eventually die,” said Hai Gongzi. “I can understand that you want to live a long life, but I cannot forgive you for killing them.”

Lu Shu suddenly felt that this world was very different from the myths that people had made up. He did not know about Ao Xian, nor did he know that there was this background story during the magically scarce era.

The information that he received was that this world was once filled with magical energy, but for some reason, it had disappeared.