Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 766 - 347 Temporary Cooperation_2

Chapter 766: Chapter 347 Temporary Cooperation_2

A peculiar power of thought left its corpse.

Wang Jixuan watched from afar, initially wanting to take the corpse away, but then realized this was under everyone’s eyes, especially in front of so many Blade Beasts...

Master Wang could only silently lament.

If not, his Second Battle Puppet might have a backup resource.

"The Blade Beasts are starting to retreat!"

"Damn it! Stop them! Don’t let them leave!"

Wang Jixuan’s spiritual sense caught the angry voices within the Horror Mecha.

His Alien Soul was still engaged in slaughtering ordinary Blade Beasts, leaving him unable to intercept the Blade Beasts’ command network.

And what follows is actually the most dangerous moment.

Will Nierdamon and Sabina turn against each other?

After all, in the short term, at least within half a year, they temporarily don’t have to worry about the Blade Beast Tide surging in.

Master Wang glanced at his Storage Magical Treasure;

He secretly hoped to have a fight with Nierdamon.

...

"Wanda is dead."

When Nierdamon, covered in scars, returned to Sabina, Sabina said with a somewhat poignant expression.

"Hmm," Nierdamon replied, turning his head to look at Wang Jixuan and Amina, hovering in the distance, and...

Behind them, the human military mechanical army that hadn’t retreated yet.

Nierdamon closed his eyes and sighed: "When he chose the Blade Beasts, we actually lost our common ground."

"But the friendship remains."

Sabina murmured:

"He even called me arrogant, blind to self-confidence, said I had no real abilities..."

"No, you are not."

Nierdamon said gravely:

"Believe in yourself, Sabina, you are an excellent leader.

"At a time when the entire civilization is in a crisis, your decisions are beneficial for us to continue to survive.

"At least, you didn’t compromise our creations, maintaining the dignity and grace of the Spirit Cultivation Civilization.

"That makes you a hundred times better than Wanda."

Sabina sighed: "Thank you, I feel much better now."

Far away, Wang Jixuan and Amina:...

Master Wang transmitted quietly: "Do you Spirit Cultivators always communicate so normally?"

"It seems Sabina doesn’t seem as strong as she usually appears."

Amina transmitted a response:

"Don’t be careless, this might be a deliberate show of weakness to make us lower our guard... uh, she seems to be genuinely crying."

Wang Jixuan raised his hand to rub his nose.

Usually Sabina, dressed in a golden gown, sat on her high throne, aloof and indifferent, conceited.

But at this moment, after the death of that white-robed elder, Sabina kept using a soft tone to confide in Nierdamon, seemingly seeking comfort and encouragement from him.

The whole scene...

Wang Jixuan was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Alright," Nierdamon whispered, "be strong, they are still watching, we still need to negotiate with the Black Storm."

Sabina took a gentle breath, quickly returning to her usual state.

She looked at Wang Jixuan, with undisguised hostility in her eyes, and softly said:

"We must ask them clearly, the method to detonate the spiritual energy circuit within Wanda’s body, what exactly is it.

"Do we also have such a spiritual energy circuit within us?"

Nierdamon nodded, casually reaching behind him and grabbing a spiritual energy circuit from thin air, gently crushing it.

He followed suit, removing the bomb circuit from Sabina’s spiritual energy circuit.

This actually showed on the side that Sabina didn’t guard against Nierdamon at all.

The two Spirit Cultivators slowly moved forward.

Beside them, divided into two groups, the Advanced Spiritual Slaves were again tense, awaiting the decision of their ’masters’ from both sides.

Fight or cooperate, no one knew.

Wang Jixuan crossed his hands behind his back.

A cultivator standing with hands behind is not just posing as a master, it actually is beneficial for secretive actions.

Nierdamon and Sabina reached the front left and right, simultaneously activating a simple circuit for transmission.

Wang Jixuan shielded Amina in front of him.

Amina’s delicate face was icy, without any sign of a smile; Sabina’s expression became more serious, her gaze regaining sharpness.

Sabina was about to speak: "You all..."

"Want to cooperate?" Nierdamon said in a buzzing voice.

When his voice came through the spiritual energy circuit, it carried an undeniable pressure.

Even wounded all over and with an empty reserve of spiritual energy, Nierdamon still exuded a spirit as mighty as a conqueror.

Amina instinctively glanced at Wang Jixuan.

"Alright," Master Wang revealed his white porcelain teeth, smiling as he said, "specifically, how do we collaborate?"

Nierdamon didn’t beat around the bush at all; he didn’t set any preconditions and didn’t react to Wanda’s death.

Instead, he said, "Wanda died due to your scheming, but in the end, it was his choice to take that position."

"Scheming?"

"The auroras at the Arctic excavation site, your feigned death—aren’t they all interconnected?"

Nierdamon’s wise eyes seemed to see right through everything.

Wang Jixuan slightly leaned back.

This guy’s got a point.

This little combo sure looks like he was scheming...

"Interpret it as you wish."

Wang Jixuan didn’t deny nor admit it, merely asked:

"I’m puzzled, wasn’t Wanda a traitor to you? He even injured Sabina, so why are you still so tolerant of him?"

Nierdamon said solemnly, "Each spirit cultivator’s pursuit is different, and we respect that."

Amina retorted sarcastically, "I didn’t see you respecting me before, your statement should stipulate, each spirit cultivator of the Bright Wings Council Court, pay attention to the prefix."

"Yes, we had quite a good personal relationship with Wanda."

Nierdamon said:

"He advocated peace, I advocated war, Sabina fundamentally belongs to the moderates.

"You killed Wanda, which was removing a traitor to civilization, but it was also killing our friend—these are two different matters."

Wang Jixuan squinted and smiled.

He truly guessed it right.

There’s no point reasoning with these spirit cultivators, because we have entirely different logics.

"Let’s talk about collaboration."

Wang Jixuan said:

"Once the Blade Beast is no longer a threat, there’s also a score to settle between you and me."

"Indeed," Nierdamon said, "we have only one condition, we also want to participate in the opportunity to enter the ancient civilization."

"What price can you offer?"

"We won’t ask you for Wanda’s core circuit."

Wang Jixuan shook his head: "That’s not enough, the core circuit is already in my hands, meat already at my lips can’t be your trade-off."

Nierdamon fell silent.

"Hmph!"

Sabina seemed to have adjusted herself, speaking with a hint of coldness:

"Don’t forget, without us, you can’t close the interstellar gate.

"The premise of cooperation is mutual respect! Cultivator! You’ve tricked us too many times!"

Wang Jixuan shrugged: "If you don’t want to collaborate, I can spend the next half year sparing no effort to improve myself, or leave before the Blade Beast arrives. Don’t misunderstand; I collaborate with you to protect the indigenous civilization here, not out of personal interest."

Nierdamon nodded: "We acknowledge that, nearly all your actions so far have revolved around protecting the local humans... for this, I express my respect."

Amina said: "According to the vow, you must express this respect."

Nierdamon further said: "I can even admit, we are egoists, Sabina and I care about the honor as spirit cultivators and our respective power advancements... name your price."

"Please show your sincerity proactively."

"We don’t know if spirit cultivators or the Bright Wings Council Court is what you need."

"Don’t give it to me."

Wang Jixuan gestured with his thumb towards Amina:

"I said, she is my only designated spirit cultivator mediator, bring your sincerity to her, and as long as she’s satisfied, I will naturally agree to enter the ancient civilization ruins with you."

Amina hesitated to speak.

Nierdamon had already nodded: "Alright, and what about you?"

"Me? You’ve already said it, there’s nothing you have that I need."

The Daoist waved his sleeve and controlled his sword, hands behind his back, heading toward the atmosphere.

His voice drifted from afar:

"Teaming up to fight the Blade Beast is our mutual forced choice, Nierdamon, don’t meet your end before I find trouble with you."

Nierdamon cracked a wry smile.

He’s not suited for smiling; it always gives a gruesome feel.

Amina was already floating over with a smile.

"Come on, information exchange!

"Wanda seemed to know a lot, you three were always acting together; you have no reason not to know."