The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 923 - 432: Prologue

Snow fell unexpectedly in Sapporo in August.

According to weather station reports, several months ago, an unidentified atmospheric change occurred over the Pacific Ocean, causing the entire Ying Province to enter winter prematurely, turning the coastline of Hokkaido into a frozen wasteland.

"Something big has happened recently."

In a cafe on the street, an elderly man casually spoke, "Ying Province has truly changed. You Ying Group has undergone massive upheaval, and the old Family Head of the Jiang Family disappeared inexplicably, while forces loyal to him were slaughtered. Based on my speculations, a significant figure has emerged within You Ying Group planning something monumental. At the same time, all the Ascenders within Ying Province have been arrested and are missing."

"I barely managed to escape with my life."

Pointing to his head, he said, "Thanks to my intelligence."

"You truly are admirable, Pharmacist sir."

"What do we do? Is Hokkaido really safe?"

"I can contact the human-snake ship and we can smuggle ourselves to North America!"

Around the dining table, the wild Ascenders clearly felt anxiety and fear.

"Relax, I’ve already contacted my nephew for help. We’re not going to North America; I want to return to my own country. Haven’t you noticed? It seems like something monumental has happened within the Ether Association as well, resulting in You Ying Group creating chaos in Ying Province, yet remaining silent."

The Pharmacist smiled mysteriously, "If order can’t even take care of itself, we have more space to survive!"

Everyone gasped, admiring the Pharmacist as the hope for the wild Ascenders!

The café doors were pushed open as someone walked in.

The Pharmacist said displeased, "Didn’t I tell you to keep watch outside?"

The Scholar adjusted the mask on his face but didn’t speak, only coldly chuckling while standing behind him.

Outside came an exceptionally burly man, whose eyes radiated terrifying hostility as he glanced at everyone present, scaring them into retreating and giving up their seats.

"How dare you!"

The Pharmacist suddenly raged, "Scholar? What’s this? Wait, Butcher!"

He was stunned. The tomb-robbing crew of five had long disbanded, yet here they unexpectedly met again.

In an instant, a chill fragrance wafted over, with gleaming light stinging his eyes.

A girl wearing a cat-faced mask had somehow already seated herself across from him, and the radiant Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword had suddenly drawn from its sheath, poised at his throat, already nicking his skin and drawing a line of fresh blood.

"Moon Princess?"

The Pharmacist muttered.

"How dare you!"

The Butcher smacked him on the back of the head, nearly knocking him over.

"You dare call yourself intelligent; working with you is a curse spanning eight generations!"

The Scholar glanced cautiously at the girl cold as Frost and grumbled, "You’re acting as if she’s your mistress! Are you really acting as if you’re some person of importance?"

The Pharmacist’s first reaction was feeling stabbed in the back and he didn’t hesitate, wanting to turn and smash the glass to escape.

Yet just then, at the end of the snow-covered street, a black Mercedes stopped. Someone coldly glanced at him, and he heard a thunderous roar, causing his orifices to bleed.

Old Master Si stood at the door, leaning on a cane, smiling softly and said, "Both are up in age, yet the old man really can’t see the situation clearly, why torment yourself like this?"

He waved, and Si Family members swarmed in, bundled the old man into a sack, and took him away.

Then he looked at the girl by the table and respectfully asked, "Miss, after seizing the Holy Corpse from the Jiang Family’s old Family Head, it will be sent from New Chitose Airport to Showa New Mountain for sealing at two this afternoon. His followers should also act at that time, Jiang Yanxu will certainly be hiding among them!"

The Moon Princess lowered her head to wipe blood off the Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword with a tissue, then opened up a list to search for names on it, "I understand, let’s get ready then."

Old Master Si bowed and turned to look at the falling snow outside the window, full of emotions.

Too much has happened in these two months, even for a man accustomed to worldly turmoil, it felt unusual, whether it’s the changes within the Ether Association, the upheaval in You Ying Group, or the Si Family independently serving that young Supreme, along with that insane revenge plan.

Lately, that dark Supreme has grown increasingly silent, always writing and drawing in his diary.

Old Master Si had the fortune of glimpsing that diary once.

It was like a real-life Death Note.

Those recorded within would simply die as described, like an unchangeable rule.

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Gu Jianlin withdrew his gaze, the wild Ancient God’s Breath settling in his eyes, holding a notebook filled with names and descriptions of deaths, twirling a ballpoint pen at his fingertips, lively yet grim.

"You’ve become more silent lately, they’re all concerned about your mental state."

Su Youxia leaned back against the driver’s seat, yawning, "According to the President’s last wish, if she leaves this world, the Shadow Department will be handed to you. You are its minister, its only leader. If you collapse, this organization will inevitably unravel."

Gu Jianlin remained silent for a long while, softly saying, "Don’t worry, I’m fine."