Chapter 505: Qi Ling - ?!

White Hair Trench.

The teleportation blood sacrifice had been underway for some time, drawing ever more believers to the golden altar.

Qi Ling's face was as still as water, cursing inwardly: “Xu Jia, I swear I'll make sure you don't die so easily!”

In Qi Ling's world now, the most hated enemy was Cang Xu, there was no contest.

Jian Gui sighed: "Time's almost up for this batch to transmit back. "

Standing beside Qi Ling, he observed her expression.

"Qi Ling's obsession is the Da Ji Clan. Her enmity with Xu Jia is irreconcilable."

Jian Gui understood: Ghosts could be endlessly conjured through necromancy, but these manufactured spirits possessed greatly diminished sentience, their memories from life nearly erased. Only rare cases possessed such intense fixation that they retained most of their spirit and memories, enabling them to become necromancers through cultivation.

Qi Ling, Xiao Wang Zi, and Ku Feng were all such cases.

Only such undead beings could be considered sentient lifeforms.

From Jian Gui's perspective, he understood Xu Jia's act of vengeance this time. Yet, alongside this understanding, Jian Gui also felt disgust and hatred toward Cang Xu.

This was the natural emotion of a superior witnessing subordinates act independently, triggering events beyond their control.

Naturally, Jian Gui's loathing for Qi Ling was no less intense than his hatred for Cang Xu.

Earlier, Cang Xu's words had struck a nerve deep within Jian Gui. Jian Gui had been captured by Zhou Zhang and driven to the brink of death precisely because he had attempted to rescue Qi Ling. How could he not hate and despise Qi Ling?

As a superior, Qi Ling was merely a subordinate in his eyes, or even an undead pet. A subordinate or pet had led their master to the brink of death. Jian Gui's thoughts were obvious.

He simply didn't show it.

He was deceitful, skilled in the art of disguise.

Combined with his previous care for others, he left no cracks in his facade, keeping Qi Ling and the others completely deceived.

Only Cang Xu saw through Jian Gui's true nature.

Continuing to deceive Qi Ling also served Jian Gui's interests perfectly. After all, if things turned sour, he would lose the valuable asset that was Qi Ling. In the current situation, Jian Gui desperately needed others' help to fabricate memories together.

Therefore, he found the present predicament quite troublesome.

This internal conflict was extremely sharp and fundamentally irreconcilable.

“Best to stall for time. Wait until the moment is ripe before making a decision.”

“The most crucial thing now is fabricating memories. That's the key to my survival!”

Jian Gui had secretly resolved to adopt a strategy of delay and appeasement toward the conflict between Xu Jia and Qi Ling. He would placate both sides, preventing the conflict from escalating further. Instead, he would focus all efforts on easing tensions, uniting everyone's strength, and advancing the grand plan of forging memories to escape.

Zhou Zhang was also waiting.

She was deeply intrigued by the teleportation process, her heart filled with anticipation. Having presided over countless blood sacrifices, she found them increasingly tedious. This was a rare spice to liven things up.

Some questioned Zhou Zhang's selection process this time.

After all, a significant number of Charming Blue believers also wanted to participate in the teleportation blood sacrifice. But this time, Zhou Zhang had allowed the Da Ji Clan to take up many of the spots.

Yet, no matter how much questioning arose, what could be done?

At most, grumblings would surface, but no one dared take concrete action to oppose it.

Zhou Zhang's saint level power alone crushed all dissent.

Moreover, the octopusman Zhang Yu Wan and the Jiu Hua Bi were formidable gold level experts, second only to Zhou Zhang.

This was the world of the strong.

Led by Zhou Zhang, these three transcendent beings possessed the greatest combat prowess, cementing their status as unshakable pillars.

Amidst the crowd's anticipation, spatial ripples emerged.

One by one, fishmen of the Da Ji Clan appeared, their numbers steadily growing.

The onlookers' expressions shifted, some murmuring in astonishment.

The return of so many fishmen caught many off guard!

A flicker of light danced in Zhou Zhang's eyes. She instantly understood that something significant had occurred.

Ultimately, dozens of members of the Da Ji Clan had returned!

Such a situation was truly rare.

"Could it be that the entire Da Ji Clan holds such intense and unwavering faith in our Lord?!" exclaimed a Charming Blue believer.

Others began flattering Zhou Zhang, praising her discerning eye for recognizing the Da Ji Clan as such a worthy clan.

Qi Ling felt as if she'd been struck by immense joy!

The overwhelming delight even caused a slight dizziness.

When she spotted a familiar figure, she swiftly reined in her smile, her expression turning cold.

It was none other than Cang Xu.

Qi Ling let out a shrill laugh and cursed loudly, "Xu Jia, you're responsible for the deaths of hundreds from my Da Ji Clan. This debt, I will repay you a hundredfold! But you never expected this, hahaha! Our Da Ji Clan's faith in the Charming Blue Goddess stands firm through trials."

“You sought to wipe out our entire tribe, but your plan has failed!”

The Da Ji Clan had suffered heavy losses, yet many members remained—it could hardly be called annihilation. Given time, combined with the fishmen's formidable reproductive capacity, they would recover.

Cang Xu looked at Qi Ling, his expression calm, even tinged with a hint of peculiarity.

The next moment, a fishman from the Da Ji Clan suddenly knelt at Cang Xu's feet, repeatedly kowtowing and shouting: "Lord Xu Jia! My life is saved only because of you! You are my savior!"

Qi Ling: ?!

Only a handful of fishmen remained prostrate at Cang Xu's feet.

The majority of the Da Ji Clan's fishmen wore complex expressions as they looked at Cang Xu, saying in unison: "It's true we survived this time because of you, Xu Jia. But the hatred our clan holds isn't so easily erased."

“Following the ocean's code, I won't seek revenge against you now. But my descendants will never forget this grudge!”

Qi Ling: ??!!

Clan Leader Qi Ren of the Da Ji Clan stared at Cang Xu with a complicated expression, saying nothing.

Qi Shu, standing not far away, shouted, "Even if you guided me to conversion and saved my life, you indirectly caused the deaths of hundreds of our clan members. Don't think you can sweep this under the rug. I will kill you to avenge my people. But after killing you, I'll take my own life—to repay the debt of your blood!"

Qi Ling: ???!!!

Her face twisted in confusion. She couldn't comprehend it, screaming out in frustration: “Damn it! What the hell is going on here?!”

It wasn't just her curiosity; everyone else felt the same.

The enmity between Xu Jia and the Da Ji Clan was common knowledge. Yet after this teleportation blood sacrifice, an utterly bizarre scene unfolded before them.

“It was Xu Jia who guided me to convert to our Lord.”

“He saved many lives, like the clan leader, the great warriors, and even the high priest.”

“Without him, none of us would have survived.”

“He even personally stopped the saint beast from slaughtering us...”