Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost-Chapter 485: Codenamed ’Jia’, Entered the World’s Door_1
Wang Linchi’s game character was draped in a black cloak, wearing a Dou Li on his head and a mask on his face. Underneath the cloak was a broad robe, all of which were adorned with unique patterns.
He really wanted to complain. Dressing like this in broad daylight was very conspicuous. It practically screamed, "I’m suspicious, come and investigate me."
After infiltrating the Nine Extremes Divine Palace, he increasingly found that these people were far better at brainwashing than his own half-baked efforts. Each one of them was going all out for their mission.
Of course, they were also total nutjobs. Wang Linchi had never encountered such arrogant and bizarre personalities before.
They were currently on their way back to the Nine Extremes Divine Palace. After igniting the proverbial powder keg and plunging Dajing into the chaos of the End of the Dynasty, they naturally retreated after their success.
Wang Linchi also realized that these people had a lot of issues.
For example, their lifespans. Based on his scans, these individuals had lived for at least tens of thousands of years. Even though he was currently in his game character and not his real body, examining their bones revealed their growth age.
He wasn’t testing bone age, but rather growth age. If judged solely by bone age, these people were very healthy, with bone ages around twenty. This indicated they possessed some ability that allowed them to maintain immortality and keep their bodies at their physical peak.
This physical peak was also affected by the Calamity of the Last Law. By now, they were probably capped at level 29 and wouldn’t exceed it.
Listening to the group ramble on, looking down on this and that, gave Wang Linchi a headache. Why can’t they just stop talking?
His silence didn’t attract attention; after all, there were quite a few of them, and not everyone spoke.
"Jia Thirty-three, what are you thinking?" a voice asked.
Jia Thirty-three was Wang Linchi’s name here. In the Nine Extremes Divine Palace, no one had personal names. They used Jia or Yi combined with a number. As for their original names, they had perhaps long forgotten them.
Members of the Nine Extremes Sect were proud of these names, as they were titles bestowed by the Nine Extremes.
"I was just wondering, since it went so smoothly this time, if there might be any problems," Wang Linchi replied perfunctorily.
The one who had spoken to him was Jia Eryi. Hearing this, Jia Eryi scoffed, "Because of Emperor Jing, that good-for-nothing? If King Heaven Equivalent were still alive, we might have had to expend some effort. But him? He’s not worthy of turning the tables."
"Throughout all of Dajing, only King Heaven Equivalent has any real ability, barely passable. The others are all trash. The so-called South Zhang North Kong, and the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes, are nothing more than upstarts."
"Especially that Zhang Lin. He actually wants his family to become a millennium-old Great Family? What a frog in a well." The more Jia Eryi spoke, the more disdainful he became.
Wang Linchi agreed with this. In the face of true strength, so-called noble families were indeed trash.
As for himself, he admitted that if he didn’t use a Plug-in, he really didn’t have much ability and relied purely on luck. He didn’t deny this point.
There wasn’t much more to say. With this topic broached, the group began to disparage others even more.
"Alright, quiet," Jia Yi spoke. He was the former Great Elder of the Royal Family’s council of elders and held immense prestige among them. His words quickly silenced the members of the Nine Extremes Sect.
"These people may be somewhat worthless, but a bite from them can still hurt. We mustn’t be careless."
Wang Linchi had expected him to stop the chatter, but instead, he said this, leaving Wang Linchi speechless. The pot calling the kettle black; so you’re arrogant too, huh?
"After we return to the Nine Extremes Divine Palace this time, the Divine Palace will enter seclusion. When a new dynasty is born, we will re-enter the world, replace the Royal Family, and restart the cycle."
"So, everyone should rest well. Don’t cause such a huge mess for me like last time," Jia Yi warned sternly.
Jia Eryi scoffed at this, "They’re just a bunch of worldly trash. A mess? They’re being manipulated by us and don’t even realize it. What problems could there be?"
"You... Hmph!" Jia Yi, seeing this, had intended to reprimand him but felt Jia Eryi had a point. So, all he could do was grunt coldly to express his dissatisfaction.
This left Wang Linchi dumbfounded. What kind of perverse personalities do you all have? After so many years walking the mortal world, why haven’t any of you been corrected? Could it be some kind of ideological imprinting...? Wang Linchi complained silently in his heart.
The Nine Extremes Divine Palace was located overseas, and this group of Nine Extremes Sect followers could only rely on their legs. Previously, if airships had been available, the journey would have been quick, but they lacked sufficient efficiency.
Actually, Wang Linchi had another question: how was the dynastic interruption formed?
Currently, the Nine Extremes Sect members had clearly completed their mission and were returning to rest for a while. However, the dynastic interruption hadn’t fully formed yet. Surely, they wouldn’t wait for a new dynasty to be born, then infiltrate the Royal Family, and then act? That would definitely be too late.
So, it was highly probable they had already left a subsequent measure in place, it just hadn’t been activated yet.
When he infiltrated, it was already during their return journey, so he naturally couldn’t know the previous plans; he wasn’t a complete replacement, after all.
As for the original Jia Thirty-three, he hadn’t died. After being captured alive, his ’memory body’ had been sent to Mount Tai. Wang Linchi was currently using a game character, which wasn’t suitable for research but better for combat and self-preservation.
However, transporting him there would take some time. Without airships, and this not being a high-energy era like those of Immortals or Martial Gods, it wouldn’t be that fast.
Wang Linchi wasn’t anxious, nor was he worried about Jia Thirty-three causing trouble. Anyway, they were pumping him full of sleeping pills, sedatives, and the like to ensure he wouldn’t wake up. There was no need to worry about him starving either, as he would be regularly injected with Nutrient Solution. They guaranteed that when he was delivered, he’d still be the lively, kicking type.
"I knew we should have kept a few airships. King Heaven Equivalent might be a bit useless, but this steam machinery is indeed very useful," Jia Eryi muttered under his breath.
Traveling from the Capital to overseas, at their pace, would take at least five months, and that was traveling day and night without rest.
Fortunately, their cloaks and masks possessed unique powers that allowed them to remain concealed and undetected. Additionally, their shoes enabled them to traverse all sorts of rugged mountain paths effortlessly. Otherwise, returning wouldn’t have been so easy. After all, the lands were currently plagued by war and chaos; one careless misstep and they could fall.
Each of them was indeed powerful. Unfortunately, in this era, even the strong could be killed by an ordinary person with a single stab. The Nine Extremes Divine Palace was able to wreak havoc upon the world naturally because they possessed certain artifacts unsuited to the times, such as these cloaks, shoes, masks, and so on.
"Heh, you dare to leave things behind without authorization? If you dared to bring them back to the Nine Extremes Divine Palace, I’m afraid you’d be sent straight to the Execution Platform!" Jia Yi mocked.
Jia Eryi’s expression turned a little unsightly. He retorted, but his arguments weren’t about how bringing items back could benefit the Nine Extremes Divine Palace. Instead, he focused on other aspects, clearly having realized his mistake. The truth was, he indeed didn’t dare to bring anything back.
From this, Wang Linchi mentally added a rule for the Nine Extremes Divine Palace: one could not bring back foreign objects or items related to the current dynasty. He didn’t know the purpose of this rule, but since it existed, there surely was a reason for it, likely involving some secret or benefit.
Wang Linchi didn’t interject in the argument between Jia Yi and Jia Eryi. However, other members of the Nine Extremes Sect were drawn in and eventually joined the dispute.
I wonder when I’ll get used to this... Wang Linchi felt a bit helpless. He probably could never get used to such things. If he got used to the arguments among a group of psychopaths, that would be terrible.
"Jia Thirty-three, you seem a bit taciturn these past couple of days. What’s wrong?" Jia Sanjiu asked with some puzzlement. He remembered that even if Jia Thirty-three wasn’t very talkative before, he wouldn’t have been this silent.
"I’m learning their vocabulary," Wang Linchi replied.
This statement brought the argument to a halt. Everyone looked at Wang Linchi. Although he couldn’t see their faces clearly, Wang Linchi could sense their thoughts. They were probably thinking something like: ’Damn, you’re a sly one! While we’re here arguing, you’re secretly learning from us. Once you’ve learned it, are you going to use it against us?’
Because of this, everyone shut their mouths, lest Wang Linchi really learn their ways and use them against them. That would be incredibly frustrating.
’Members of the Nine Extremes Sect cannot fight amongst themselves. That rule must also exist. Otherwise, for such an extremely arrogant group of people to argue until they’re red in the face without resorting to violence, only using words, would be very bizarre.’ Wang Linchi observed another rule from this. Of course, this rule might have more detailed conditions, which could be supplemented later.
