Light Fortress
Chapter 707 - 199: Person of Divine Favor_2

Chapter 707: Chapter 199: Person of Divine Favor_2

Within the mist,

it was as if someone was watching him.

He took a deep breath, and then looked towards the end of the mist.

Mr. Shan knew.

He had arrived, no need for words.

The Netherworld King naturally understood.

While today, within the mausoleum, the new Battle God Throne’s Divine Light still shone brightly, it was urgent to settle the old grudge from the past... it was expected that the Netherworld King would not take issue with him.

"Lord Divine,"

Mr. Shan spoke with sincerity, addressing the mist in the distance, "Regarding the events of the past... I express my deep apology. This is an important item from the estate of Your Excellency’s past residence, which the prison authorities have carefully guarded over the years without daring any mistakes."

Gu Shen, concealed within the mist, almost laughed out loud upon hearing this.

The Grand Judge sure had a way with words.

What happened to the emptied estate turned into "safekeeping."

Gu Shen sat atop the mountain, pulling at the Netherworld King’s Spark, spreading his spiritual power... The Array Patterns of the Giant Statue Ruins subtly trembled, and those towering, majestic giants began to shake slightly. The Netherworld King’s Spark was still suppressed underground, and the pull of this force was enough to cause ripples in the inner mausoleum.

However, concealed by the Array Mist,

this slight tremor was the best response that "the Netherworld King" could give.

A being of the Divine Throne caliber could stir the heavens and earth with a simple gesture.

"Is this... the Divine Domain?"

Mr. Shan’s expression changed dramatically.

He dared not look up, only felt the mist churning.

The cool voice asked.

"To take without asking, what crime is that?"

The mist swirled, as if gathering from the Netherworld itself.

The Grand Judge stood before the mountain. This mist bore no killing intent, nor any tangible Transcendent power, but it imparted an immense sense of oppression... In his heart, he wordlessly wondered if by mustering the courage to walk a few more steps forward, he might see the rumored "Netherworld King?"

Yet,

he did not move an inch.

Not that he couldn’t.

But because he dared not.

It was as if an invisible force pinned him in place.

Mr. Shan sighed deeply, lifted his head, and said in a heavy voice, "To take without asking is theft. The events of that year were my sole fault, if you wish to pursue the matter, then let it be my sole responsibility."

He placed down the alloyed box.

With a "whoosh" sound,

a gust of wind blew by.

In the void, it seemed as if a series of faint will-o’-the-wisps appeared, swirling the box into the boundless mist in the distance.

Mr. Shan looked towards the far-off place with a tense expression.

Dead silence.

This saying was the only solution he had thought of before coming to the mausoleum.

In the face of the Divine Throne, any defense was meaningless.

Why not... come clean?

Now, having finally spoken the hardest sentence, all that was left was to wait for the response of the Netherworld King.

Mr. Shan felt very anxious.

However, the distant mountains shrouded in mist were churned up by the Netherwind, growing denser, and still no voice came forth.

With a dull "bang,"

atop the mountain,

Gu Shen extended a hand, taking the box.

Chi Huo instantly swept out, wiping over the surface of the box... to confirm there were no spiritual tricks.

Hmm...

The Netherworld King himself had come to claim his belongings, even if Mr. Shan had ten times the courage, he wouldn’t dare any mischief.

Item in hand.

Gu Shen opened it to inspect, and indeed, it was just ordinary blueprints, nothing special.

After a moment’s thought,

he didn’t blame, but instead spoke softly, "These items are well-preserved, a merit to your credit. Offsetting the good and the bad... you may go."

Mr. Shan, waiting anxiously in the distance, heard this sentence, showing an expression of disbelief.

He stared blankly at the mountain mist.

No punishment?

This was... beyond his expectations.

However, the actions of the Netherworld King had never been predictable, being a person of unfathomable moods and without any discernible patterns, not adhering to norms and even less to reason.

Mr. Shan placed a hand on his chest; heaven knows how anxious he was on the way to the mausoleum, afraid that the Netherworld King would hold him accountable.

It seemed the item in the box was of value to the Netherworld King.

Pleased with reclaiming the old object,

naturally... he no longer took issue with Mr. Shan.

"Many thanks, Lord Divine!"

Mr. Shan heaved a long sigh of relief.

He bowed deeply, performing a grand salutation.

This matter had always been a knot in Mr. Shan’s heart. Although the Federation Government confirmed the death of the Netherworld King, after all, no one had seen the corpse of that Divine Throne.

If by any chance...

what should he do if that person came back one day?

Unfortunately, that one in a ten-thousand chance ultimately came to pass.

Fortunately, his trouble had now come to an end.

He was just about to leave.

A demonic wind arose.

That gloomy and dark voice sounded once again.

"You are a smart person... After you go back, you know what you should do, right?"

Mr. Shan’s expression immediately stiffened.

He furrowed his brows, pondered for a moment, then tentatively said, "The old mansion of Lord Divine in the Snow Forbidden City, I will send someone to clean it immediately... If you are willing, you can move in at any time."

Clean the mansion?

Gu Shen sat on the mountaintop, shaking his head slightly.

If nothing unexpected happened... he naturally wouldn’t go to live in that old mansion related to the Netherworld King, he wouldn’t even pass by it.

The matter regarding Mr. Shan was naturally not that simple.

Although he had never met the former Netherworld King, through the reactions of others, Gu Shen could roughly guess... this was not a person generous and forgiving, who would lift high and set down gently.

To take the Netherworld King’s belongings and just walk away?

Where in the world was there such a good deal?

He continued to transmit his voice, his tone stern.

"What else?"

Mr. Shan’s heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, he had rejoiced too soon.

The Netherworld King, true to his reputation for "unpredictability", had moments ago been clear skies, now all of a sudden, there were dense clouds.

Had he overlooked some matter?

"Also..."

After deep thought, Mr. Shan clenched his teeth and said, "Over these years, the prison conducted some tests on the belongings of the predecessor, which went against the rules... If the predecessor does not disdain them, I will place some mundane items in that mansion as a token of respect."

Mundane items?

A small movement stirred in Gu Shen’s heart.

Perhaps... it wouldn’t be a bad choice to occasionally pass by "his" mansion.

Without a change in expression, he continued transmitting his voice, "What else?"

Still the same three words.

Mr. Shan felt immense pressure and, after a long struggle, finally squeezed out, "If I remember correctly, twenty years ago, you were searching for the rumored Black Silver... Over these years, my personal collection has made some progress, and this Black Silver will all be sent to the mansion."

Black Silver?

Gu Shen had heard of this "Strong Logic Material," a very rare substance that could accommodate violent primal essences.

Even in the North Continent, it was exceedingly hard to find.

Another unexpected gain.

Gu Shen now felt that it was necessary for him to visit the "Netherworld Mansion" in the future.

Hmm... of course not for those mundane items, for he wasn’t interested in money, but mainly to retrieve his own Black Silver.

From the way Mr. Shan just answered, he should have nothing else to hold back.

Gu Shen cleared his throat.

This time, he spoke only two words.

"What else."

The fewer the words, the more serious the matter.

...What else?

Mr. Shan wracked his brain but truly could think of nothing more. With a bitter expression, he asked, "Please enlighten me, predecessor."

Seeing this, Gu Shen smiled faintly.

Can’t think of anything?

That’s right... With a meaningful expression, he began to speak, his voice made hoarse by the spiritual power of the Netherworld King’s Spark, spreading through the lingering mist.

Into Mr. Shan’s ears came a very soft voice.

"Furthermore, remember... treat Shen Li well."

Mr. Shan was startled, the words striking him like enlightening wisdom.

He had always felt something amiss on the way here.

Now that the Netherworld King personally mentioned it, he fully understood... Shen Li wasn’t just lucky. How could someone who could sleep through the Divine War in the mausoleum be simply due to good luck?

This was clearly... Divine Favour!

The Netherworld King descended amidst dark clouds and then, through Shen Li, transmitted a message to him, which was highly significant.

Obviously, Shen Li had gained the recognition of the Netherworld King.

And such recognition, out in the world, was generally referred to as...

Angel Envoy.