Chapter 778 - 370: Third Fate – Freedom

Chapter 778: Chapter 370: Third Fate – Freedom

The clown frowned, his eyes wandering. If chaos ensues, he would need to find a way to rescue Miss Xueyin. Mad mobs are the most terrifying creatures.

The scholars of the Celestial Principle School, the Night Patrol maintaining order, and the members of the Hundred Martial Hall, all sensed the danger. Should the sick crowd go mad, Dragon Capital would be finished—a nondiscriminatory slaughter, a hell on earth. Just as the crowd’s emotions were about to explode, Mordo’s voice rang out.

Mordo did not search; his vision was not here at all. It didn’t matter who it was—his voice still echoed steadily throughout.

"This catastrophe befalls Dragon Capital, fortune is lost. Only by compensating can we avert disaster. There is only one method of compensation, and that is to use life as a sacrifice." Mordo’s voice spread throughout, and with it came despair.

Sacrifice?

The countless people suffering from freezing torment heard this and lost all hope. They were sacrifices; no one could save them. Neither the Church Court nor the Celestial Principle School could. There was no anger, only the final shred of hope shattering...

In the sky, Mordo, advancing to Great Angel, saw a different world. He opened the Inheritance Record, and sacred golden light shone upon the sky, with his voice like a morning bell echoing through: "Since a sacrifice is needed, why can’t it be me?"

Since a sacrifice is needed, why can’t it be me?

Why can’t it be me??

Mordo’s body slowly ascended, revealing the true form of the Great Angel. Suddenly, golden flames ignited upon him, burning fiercely, as if a new sun appeared in the sky.

At that moment, all scholars of the Celestial Principle Academy fell to their knees in tears, spiritual ability entwined around them, silently chanting: Why can’t it be me?

Why can’t it be me!

The wish power, condensed from the faith of everyone, surged skyward into the burning sun.

The Porcelain Doll’s candied haw dropped to the ground, her mouth agape, staring in disbelief at Mordo sacrificing himself, as if seeing a true madman.

"Establish the heart for heaven and earth,

Establish the destiny for the people,

Carry on the teachings of sages,

Create everlasting peace for all generations!"

A resonant and fearless voice emerged from the burning sun, causing all scholars present at the Celestial Principle Academy to experience soul resonance, chanting in unison. This resonance echoed through all of Dragon Capital. Thunder rumbled under a clear sky; golden light pierced thick clouds, tearing apart the miasma enveloping Dragon Capital, as rays of light fell upon the people.

All ears buzzed with the sound, and all visions filled with golden light. Mordo transformed into a rain of golden light, nurturing all things.

After an unknown period, people slowly lifted their heads; the sky was clear, the illnesses on their bodies were gone, and a warm feeling surrounded them.

The sun came out.

Li Xin’s dice glowed, and a voice emerged from the void:

Fear is life’s instinct, courage is the hymn of freedom.

The Freedom of the Third Life: Roll the dice, and there is a certain chance to temporarily break the soul’s shackles on the target.

Incessant power released from the Divine Relic traveled through his body, continuously tempering and cleansing the mortal form...

Dean Mordo of the Celestial Principle School saved Dragon Capital with a grand and shocking declaration, sacrificing himself to save Dragon Capital. The Celestial Principle School defended the freedom of belief, bringing not shackles, but liberation of thought.

Potter Duke’s Mansion.

Bam bam bam bam crash crash...

"Fools, fools, madmen, this group of stupid bastards!" Duke Potter smashed precious antiques into pieces, while Nalan Potter stood silently beside him.

Duke Potter’s face was livid; everything had been ruined by those lunatics of the Celestial Principle School. "Why, why did Fakson say even the Red-robed Archbishop couldn’t do this!"

Grinding his teeth, Duke Potter thought his plan was flawless. How could such a change occur? Even a Great Angel’s sacrifice was absolutely not enough; it was tens of thousands of people.

Bang bang bang!

"Useless, all of them useless!"

Nalan Potter quietly watched his grandfather vent. This was the first time he saw this composed Family Head, the most powerful figure in Li Long, lose his composure like this.

"Grandfather, we just received news that those patients have indeed recovered. We should consider our next step," Nalan Potter said, looking at the nearly appeased Duke Potter.

The room fell into a dead silence, Duke Potter’s eyes gradually sharpened, then he suddenly smiled, "The ones most troubled now are not us."

"You mean the Church Court?"

"If the announcement fails, the Celestial Principle School might still barely survive, but now they have practically declared war on the Church Court. How can they allow others to sleep soundly beside them? However, the fact that Chen Rutang took this opportunity to stabilize his position is indeed troublesome," Duke Potter slowly said, seemingly contemplating some plan.

"Even someone with the prestige of Luthor in those days needed to rely on us. No matter how prestigious Chen Rutang becomes, his foundation is shallow, and nothing he does can be accomplished without our support. Sometimes I think, although being in the limelight seems splendid, it also brings many troubles. Firmly grasping power is the foremost purpose," Nalan Potter said.

Duke Potter looked at Nalan Potter, slightly surprised, not expecting him to be so calm.

"Grandfather, the stuff from the Celestial Principle School is quite interesting. They say the struggle is long-term. Solving one conflict always brings new ones, and this cycle continues. The process of solving it is inherently fascinating. For us, a stable Dragon Capital is not a bad thing, after all, the majority of assets are in your hands. As for Chen Rutang, he only overcame one hurdle, many more await him. As he grows stronger, issues within the Justice Faction will easily arise. Meanwhile, because of the Celestial Principle School’s existence, the Church Court will support us even more, so I think it’s just right," Nalan Potter said.

By this time, Duke Potter had completely calmed down. The venting was merely a means and didn’t result in truly losing his mind.

"Let’s hear your thoughts."

"Grandfather, just go with the flow and gain the greatest benefit," Nalan Potter laughed.

Duke Potter’s mouth curved into a smile, "What about Ji Mingyue?"

"My junior sister is a person with ideas, also quite ambitious. I think I should change my approach. Lu Shuai wants to replicate the path of Luthor, initially, it sounds nice and controllable. But on second thought, who would need another Luthor? Besides, my junior sister isn’t truly fond of Lu Shuai."

"Since you have thought it through clearly, go ahead and do it," Duke Potter nodded, "From today, you will participate in all family decisions."

Sun Circus.

The clown sat atop a ball, while the Porcelain Doll swung on a swing. Neither spoke, as the Porcelain Doll was somewhat unhappy that their foolproof plan had failed.

A mist appeared, coalescing into a human shape. The hat and coat placed aside flew over and settled onto it.

The clown and Porcelain Doll descended, "Lord Creator, you have come. How is the situation? Has the Celestial Principle School truly succeeded?"

"Lord Porcelain Doll, Lord Chou, the Epoch Law has shown cracks, the Heavenly Dao path has formed. It seems the Seventh Epoch truly is approaching. Congratulations, we are getting closer to the troupe leader’s goal," the misty figure’s deep voice resonated.

The Porcelain Doll pouted, "I can’t be happy about this. Our plan wasn’t flawlessly executed. How could a single Great Angel make up for such a massive Wish Power deficit? Does an epoch change cause the law to become dysfunctional?"

"Not so. A single Great Angel’s strength isn’t enough, but his proclamation released the Wish Power stored by the Celestial Principle School and met the needs of the new Epoch Law, stirring the fortune between heaven and earth."

"Are you saying the new epoch requires us to sacrifice ourselves?" The clown furrowed his brow.

"The epoch is changing, the law has cracked. This is an unstable period where no one can predict the future’s course. The Celestial Principle School is just one case; we still need to explore. However, it’s certain that the Celestial Principle School will become one of the pathways of the new epoch. Next, the Moon God’s Court will be the ones to worry," the creator said indifferently.

"Isn’t the Moon God still alive? Crushing the Celestial Principle School should be a cinch," the Porcelain Doll said with a bit of dissatisfaction.

"This time, it’s only known that the Moon God is still alive, fulfilling the troupe leader’s demand. However, Their state should be quite poor. The more ancient Courts, like the Seven Gods, the more cautious they are. The Celestial Principle School has already shown the vitality of the new epoch. Direct action would face severe backlash. Aovanti Du took a long time to complete the plan, borrowing the Golden Tree to make Vladimir willingly sacrifice himself. Yet, the Celestial Principle School still managed to reincarnate, and Saint Evaris did so much without even showing up. This is something They didn’t foresee happening this way. The vitality of the new path is the will of heaven."

The clown and Porcelain Doll remained silent. The Seven Popes are not just talk; the more silent they are, the more terrifying. No one knows what they’re hiding. Although they frequently deal with the Song of Hell, their actions are permitted. If they were not allowed, they wouldn’t dare disrupt things. The power of the demi-gods is unreasonable.

Any cultivator stepping into the Hidden World, especially at their level, only grows more eager for powerful strength. In the Hidden World, strength is law; it is the only rule.

Fights between the cultivation paths occur on another level. The new path is full of vitality; the old paths hold powerful strength. The outcome is unpredictable.

"Oh, Lord Creator, I remember a person. He might be of interest to you and is an excellent research subject," the Porcelain Doll laughed. "His name is Li Xin, and many events from Hedan to Dragon Capital are related to him."

"Li Xin... hehehe..."