Spare Me, Great Lord!

Not even on death’s door did Kawayoshi think that the Class D beginner Yamada Akira he knew was the Ninth Heavenly King they had been looking for all this time.

As for him being able to kill Lu Shu at any time, this was probably only possible in his dreams. Not even the entire Collection of Gods could defeat him, except for Takashima Tairatsu and Kitamura Kijitori.

But Kitamura Kijitori was not in this base, while a Class B expert like Takashima Tairatsu could not possibly stay in this base the entire time. So at this very moment, Lu Shu did not have any enemies in this base.

The only variable was when Takashima Tairatsu would arrive, Lu Shu could not confirm this. Furthermore, he had no cellular data and could not establish a connection with the outside information systems. He was thus unable to know Takashima’s whereabouts.

Lu Shu looked at Kawayoshi paralysed on the floor, his neck bent in an unnatural angle. Lu Shu did not have even a bit of compassion for him. As long as they were a member of the Collection of Gods, he could kill them.

Of course, he had to avoid a violent massacre. Lu Shu had realised that there were many spies from the Heavenly Network in the Collection of Gods. If he had accidentally killed a spy and this was made known to the Collection of Gods, he would feel guilty. He was not a cold blooded person, just a little selfish.

But this did not mean that he had no intention of killing others. He still had a lot of targets, for example Kuriyama.

He was afraid that in Kuriyama’s eyes, he was simply a Class D and not worthy of acknowledgment. Lu Shu laughed coldly. He took seven magical stones from Kawayoshi’s body. As for the magical stone in Kawayoshi’s hand that been absorbed halfway, Lu Shu did not discard it either, he simply tossed it into the Seal of Lands.

Even if it was absorbed halfway, it could still be sold for money. Even if you have several hundred thousand magical stones, you still had to live, right?

It was easy to go from a poor to a rich lifestyle, but it was difficult to go from a rich to a poor lifestyle. Lu Shu felt that he had to maintain the honourable tradition of being hardworking and thrifty.

Mystic water rushed out from the Seal of Lands, getting rid of all the evidence. Kawayoshi’s katana had provided the mystic water with new energy. Lu Shu had wanted to disguise himself as Kawayoshi and approach Kuriyama, but his height did not complement that of Kawayoshi’s.

Lu Shu left and went to find Kuriyama’s office. He knocked on the door, but there was no reply. He knocked again, but there was still no reply. Lu Shu recalled that the sound insulation in the base was very good. It couldn’t be that even the sound insulation of the office door was that good?! Or was there simply no one inside?

He needed Kuriyama’s approval for leave before he could sneak out. He decided to try again.

Knock knock knock! Lu Shu almost broke the door!

“From Kuriyama Kumo’s distress, +399!”

“From Miyazaki Yuu’s distress, +499!”

With a ding, Lu Shu realised that the indicator above the door had turned from red to green. Kuriyama’s voice, filled with anger, resonated from inside the room. “Come in.”

Kacha! The door unlocked. Lu Shu pushed the door open. He saw the female Practitioner called Miyazaki buttoning her shirt. Even two of Takashima’s underlings had been involved in this?

Lu Shu was dumbfounded. Kawayoshi, Kawayoshi, did you really admire someone like him…

Kuriyama angrily said, “Don’t you know how to press the doorbell?” Miyazaki was elegantly seated at the sofa by the side. She was touching up her makeup, completely ignoring Lu Shu.

Lu Shu was gloomy. He had completely forgotten about the existence of the doorbell…

“This is my first time in this underground base. I didn’t know that there’s a doorbell. My apologies, my apologies…” Lu Shu laughed and closed the door.

“What have you come here for?” Kuriyama adjusted his own clothes, as if he was not concerned that Lu Shu knew his relationship with Miyazaki.

“It’s like this. I want to take leave to return to Nishinokyo,” Lu Shu said with a laugh.

Kuriyama was dumbfounded. He was suspicious. “You just came here. Now you want to go back?”

“Yes, today is the seventh day after Nogiwa Hakushun’s death. I’d like to pay him a visit,” said Lu Shu.

Kuriyama suddenly fell silent.

Kuriyama never thought that Yamada would still pay his respects to Nogiwa Hakushun even after his death. He really prioritised his feelings.

“Go then.” Kuriyama edited Yamada Akira’s exit permit on his computer. The fortress could only let him leave if Kuriyama had given his approval.

Kuriyama suddenly added on to his words. “If you could do the same for me, I will not oppose you.”

Lu Shu was shocked. He had simply made up an excuse to go out, but here you are pouring out your feelings…

He paused for two seconds before speaking again. “Okay. If you kick the bucket, I will visit you seven days after as well.”

“From Kuriyama Kumo’s distress, +999!”

“From Miyazaki Yuu’s distress, +399!”

Kuriyama was dumbfounded. Was I talking about you visiting me seven days after my death? You must be out of your mind!

Kuriyama’s expression darkened. “Hehe. Go pay Nogiwa Hakushun a visit. You will immediately know the aftermath of being presumptuous.”

As he spoke, Kuriyama picked up the phone on his table. It was like it was specially made for use in the underground base and still had cellular network. He keyed in a number. “Go and dig up Nogiwa Hakushun’s grave for me!”

He hung up the phone and laughed coldly. “Go and experience the taste of pain. Remember to press the doorbell the next time you come.”

Lu Shu was melancholic. How nice it would have been if Nogiwa Hakushun had provided him with distress points upon his death…

“It looks like you won’t be needing that doorbell anymore… But seeing how things have turned out, I won’t be able to visit you seven days after your death,” Lu Shu laughed.

Lu Shu had not even finished speaking. The moment Kuriyama hung up the phone, Lu Shu seized the opportunity. His Corpsedog and Concealed Arrow flew out with a buzz. The room swayed under a ring of waves. It was too late for Kuriyama to even think of reacting!

There was fear in Miyazaki’s eyes. No one would have expected to see the swords only the Heavenly Network possessed, what more the two swords that were seldom seen!

Kuriyama wanted to dodge to a corner, but he was still in midair, and he had just gotten hold of his shuriken.

The blade pierced through the air and attacked Kuriyama while he was defenseless, piercing through his head and heart.

Miyazaki was no longer her previous elegant self. The terrified expression on Kuriyama’s face seemed to have frozen in time. The scattered drops of blood spread in the air. It was like a rose, whose vitality had been severed at dawn, blooming in hell. Shrouded in darkness, but headed towards hope.

Lu Shu calmly stood in the office. It was as if the air in this underground base had been refreshed. He greedily took a deep breath…

This was his true image.