Chapter 331 - 151: The Death God Who Clocks In for Work

Diplomatic Conference Hall.

Everyone was stunned, no one expected a young Martial Artist carrying a chainsaw to suddenly rush into the secret ceremony site of the Yangxiang Sect.

Wang Yetao was especially frozen.

Even the Zhenqin Corps couldn’t locate such a hidden place. How did this chainsaw youth find it?

This is simply unbelievable!

"This is our West Martial’s student council president, Bai Xiaolong. Sorry for the display."

At this moment, a very young diplomat loudly declared, his voice filled with pride.

He was a West Martial graduate from two years ago; back when he graduated, Bai Xiaolong was just a sophomore kid.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Xiaolong is already about to graduate.

But Bai Xiaolong is already advancing to the fifth rank, which made this diplomat feel a twinge of envy.

He himself had only just broken through to the fifth rank.

So ashamed!

"Students from West Martial are truly extraordinary."

Instantly, many people hurriedly praised.

This is simply incredible.

It’s like turning the tide.

BOOM!

However, just a second or two after Bai Xiaolong broke the ceremony site,

another ceremony site’s door was kicked open.

Mu Cheng moved like a ghost.

In fact, the cultist in this ceremony site had already seen Bai Xiaolong on the screen and started to be on guard.

Unfortunately.

How could a mere third rank be a match for Mu Cheng?

Before anyone noticed, Mu Cheng’s small dagger had already pierced through the cultist’s neck.

Swift and decisive, dead with one strike.

BANG!

The originally green-glowing evil light dissipated, and the room instantly returned to darkness.

"Good news!

"Mu Cheng from West Martial, under Su Yue’s command, destroyed a hideout of the Yangxiang Sect cultists!

"Though warfare persists, our Divine Land remains unharmed."

Such official words sometimes have to be said, regardless of whether one cares about the fame, as it can boost the morale of the Divine Land.

Mu Cheng was lurking outside the door, and through the ceremony site’s video sound, she had heard Bai Xiaolong’s shouting.

Of course, she mentioned Su Yue this time.

...

Applause thundered in the diplomatic conference hall instantly.

Many people were too excited to sit still, some even broke into tears.

There’s hope.

Finally, there is hope.

The students of the Divine Land are indeed formidable.

This is truly the pride of our Divine Land’s four major martial academies.

"This is our West Martial’s student council vice president, sorry for the display."

It’s still the same West Martial diplomat.

This time he’s even more proud, just a bit elated.

When he left school, Mu Cheng was a freshman, and even then, Mu Cheng was already a prominent figure at West Martial.

No wonder, Mu Cheng’s father is a general in the Miracle Corps, truly a favored daughter.

Unexpectedly, Mu Cheng also participated in this operation.

But all under Su Yue’s command?

Who is Su Yue?

There’s no such principal or instructor at West Martial.

The diplomat had already graduated, so he didn’t know this new student named Su Yue.

"Is this... King Jing’s daughter?"

Lin Dongqi and Yan Chenyun exchanged a glance.

They had seen Mu Cheng before; little did they expect Mu Cheng would also join this mission.

And Wang Yetao was even more stunned.

Under Su Yue’s command?

Wang Yetao knew Su Yue was undercover.

But when did Su Yue give out orders? His Zhenqin Corps didn’t receive anything.

Could it be?

Su Yue fears there is a spy in Zhenqin Corps?

On purpose!

Damn.

It must be like this; he must have gotten some information from within the Yangxiang Sect and had to turn to his classmates.

It’s my failing as a commander.

With a dark face, Wang Yetao felt deeply ashamed.

There were other Wuda-graduated diplomats present, and watching those from West Martial steal the spotlight made them feel somewhat disappointed.

They’re all part of the four great academies.

Why is West Martial so outstanding?

BOOM!

BOOM!

Just as Mu Cheng finished speaking, two other ceremony sites’ doors were consecutively blasted open, almost simultaneously.

...

"Good news!

"Beiwu Xu Baiyan, under Su Yue’s command, destroyed a Yangxiang Sect ceremony hideout.

"The Divine Land remains unharmed."

Xu Baiyan’s methods made many gasp, and even the diplomatic delegations from other countries felt frightened.

Even Bai Xiaolong, as ruthless as he was, used a chainsaw for direct beheading.

Mu Cheng hardly shed any blood.

But Xu Baiyan, it was simply torture.

She twisted a head clean off a neck.

The brutality of her methods is truly terrifying.

"Good news!

"Beiwu Yang Lezhi, under Su Yue’s command, destroyed one of the Yangxiang Sect’s hideouts.

"Divine Land Martial Artists, willing to shatter their bones, swear to protect the peace of the land."

Yang Lezhi was full of resentment.

Blast that factory director’s office, with its double security doors.

He was annoyed at his lack of intelligence, why hadn’t he thought of a chainsaw?

When he got in, the other three had already finished their battles.

After a long delay, he ended up last.

Sigh!

Frustrating.

BOOM!

When the screens showed all four ceremony sites losing their glow, the atmosphere in the diplomatic hall felt frozen.

Applause exploded deafeningly in the next second, some people were tearful and wished to pop open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

A few diplomats from Mei Jian Country hugged fiercely.

One diplomat attempted to hug a Divine Land diplomat, but unfortunately, the Divine Land wasn’t accustomed to such gestures and politely declined.

Diplomats from several small countries were so excited they nearly jumped.

"These two are our Beiwu’s student council members, sorry for the display, sorry for the display."

A diplomat graduated from Beiwu cleared his throat and introduced slowly.

Damn it.

Finally, it’s our turn.

My Beiwu also has its day to shine.

Diplomats who graduated from Dongwu and Nanwu felt a bit disheartened.