You Are Laughing at Me

On the side of the beast army, General Black Horn had long sent some beasts to feign attacks on other locations, deploying only a small number of beasts but doing so with great fanfare and arrogance.

The purpose was to attract the attention of the human race, confuse and delay the strong warriors from other places, preventing them from coming here to provide support.

The main feigned attacks were targeted at Xinyu City and Lecheng of the Seven Stars Sword Sect... It must be said, this plan was very successful, as Lin Xuan and his team were trapped for a long time without receiving reinforcements.

Thinking it was foolproof, General Black Horn initially believed he could easily capture Lin Xuan's position, so he was just commanding from the rear. However, witnessing Lin Xuan's outstanding combat skills, he realized the core issue: without killing Lin Xuan, breaking through their defense line was impossible.

Thus, he could no longer sit still and decided to personally step into the fray to deal with Lin Xuan, aiming to boost morale by killing him.

After fighting the Seven Sons, Lin Xuan certainly had no strength left to face General Black Horn, and the general was far too powerful for the current Lin Xuan to handle.

At the critical moment, Nangong Xiyun made a heroic entrance, engaging in a fierce battle with General Black Horn for three hundred rounds and ultimately emerging victorious.

Once again, the cultivation world was reminded that the Seven Stars Sword Sect is not just about Lin Xuan; there are also monsters like Nangong Xiyun.

However, General Black Horn was not incompetent; being able to fight Nangong Xiyun for three hundred rounds was already quite impressive.

From then on, the beast army of the South Continent was left without a leader, and it was impossible for the Beast Lord to send a beast of similar strength to General Black Horn at short notice, as there were plans in the north.

Thus, the plan to conquer the South Continent was dead, and the remaining beast army was destined to be annihilated sooner or later.

Su Luo closed the diary.

[Diary completed, reward: Speed +1, Strength +4, cultivation level increased by one tier, current cultivation: Mid-stage Cave Void.]

Indeed, strength brings peace of mind.

Su Luo lay down comfortably, having thought that as one progresses, the increase in strength would slow down, and even suspected that the system might introduce something like a "Half-step Small Perfection at Early-stage Cave Void."

Sorry for misunderstanding the system.

......

Demon Lord Jiang Ningshu still seemed uninterested in anything these days, feeling no motivation to do anything, nor had she researched the second stage of recovering her strength.

However, reading the diary was still acceptable.

Unexpectedly, Su Luo had also written about the method for the second stage.

Yet, she only felt a moment of joy; now, Jiang Ningshu felt indifferent to everything.

She continued reading.

The Seven Sons are dead?

Well, dead is dead.

Now, Jiang Ningshu also realized that the Heavenly Demon Sect was no longer under her control; the Left and Right Protectors, the Four Great Heavenly Demons, all had their own ideas. Since that's the case, whatever happens, happens; she didn't want to manage anymore.

After finishing the diary, she lay down on the bed, still unable to find anything she wanted to do.

Her mind was empty.

Occasionally, she would recall the scene of killing Luo Xinlan that day.

Su Luo...

Suddenly, Jiang Ningshu's mind conjured up an image of Su Luo, remembering how she had cried in front of him that day.

"How embarrassing."

She laughed at herself.

But soon, she sat up again, suddenly pondering a question.

"Su Luo, what is it that keeps you going?"

Jiang Ningshu reopened the diary, flipping back through the pages, but found no answer.

It seemed she didn't really know much about Su Luo.

Why does Su Luo write a diary and follow the tasks listed in it?

Moreover, the tasks listed are never anything good; why still follow them?

Jiang Ningshu remembered that Su Luo had once made a deal with her out of fear that she might interfere with his plans.

You're also striving for your goals, huh? What about my goals?

Jiang Ningshu thought about it, but couldn't come up with anything; becoming the Demon Lord was simply a result of her strength.

Find a goal.

Jiang Ningshu wanted to find a goal, to throw herself into it completely, to forget the sad things.

But the more she thought, the more confused she became, unable to think of anything she wanted to do.

In the end, she began researching the steps for the second stage of recovering her strength, using this as a temporary distraction from her sorrows.

......

Nangong Xiyun also noticed the diary update.

Everything else was unimportant; what mattered was that there was a part about her.

Nangong Xiyun had almost forgotten that she still had a role to play; now she was more like Su Luo's seasoned subordinate. But General Black Horn...

......

Li Siyi had already found the Sect Leader.

"What is it?"

"Su Luo has sent a message."

The Sect Leader immediately became serious; every time Su Luo sent a message, it was never good news.

After listening, indeed.

"Are you sure? If the intelligence is wrong, our losses could be significant."

The information about the Heavenly Demon Sect from Su Luo was naturally not to be doubted.

But what about the beast army? Since when did Su Luo have intelligence on the beast army?

Moreover, this message suggested that the beast army would feign attacks on other locations, while their main force was actually targeting Lin Xuan's position.

The question arose: should they deploy a large number of people to defend the other locations against the beast army?

If they believed it and only sent a small number of people to other locations, and if they were wrong, what then?

A wrong decision could lead to serious consequences.

Li Siyi firmly stated, "Su Luo has never been wrong; I trust him. If the Sect Leader doesn't believe, you can borrow people."

Her words were a wake-up call; the South Continent wasn't just the Seven Stars Sword Sect.

Thus, the Sect Leader quickly devised a strategy: have other sects help defend the locations where the beast army was feigning attacks.

Their main force would then ambush near Lin Xuan.

Li Siyi also reminded, "Don't rush to reveal our forces, or the Heavenly Demon Sect might flee if they sense something amiss."

The Sect Leader had his own discretion.

Once again, he was grateful for Su Luo's intelligence; otherwise, he couldn't imagine whether Lin Xuan would survive.

......

On this day, the Seven Sons meeting was convened again.

It was still Qing Bukuang who called the meeting.

Su Luo looked at the people before him, guessing this would be the last time they would meet here.

He decided not to provoke them too much; after all, they were about to die, and there's no need to be too particular with the dead.

"Judging by everyone's demeanor, I assume you've all made significant progress during this period, as have I."

Qing Bukuang spoke first, his speech more confident than before.

"Yes, the shame of failure has kept me going; I've returned from hell," Situ Ye said with a grimace.

Actually, he had taken pills, which were now showing side effects, making it hard to control his facial expressions, often resulting in such grimaces.

Situ Ye thought it was good; it made him look fiercer and more imposing.

However, Su Luo didn't see it that way.

Thinking about how he used to be a handsome young man, now... Su Luo held back his laughter.

"You're laughing at me!"

"Absolutely not."

"Su Luo, want to spar?" Situ Ye started taking pills.

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