Tian Dou Camp.
A gloomy cloud hangs heavy over the vast expanse.
Inside the central command tent, a strong smell of herbs and blood filled the air.
Tang San lay on a camp bed.
Oscar's giant sausages, combined with Jiangzhu's healing soul skill, were stuffed into his mouth like they were free.
Two full hours passed.
Tang Sancai slowly woke up.
The first thing he did upon waking was not to inquire about his injuries, nor to check on the battle situation.
His gaze swept coldly over everyone in the tent.
"Why?"
His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing together.
Why are you all so weak?
"Why couldn't you provide me with any support while I was fighting Qian Renxue?"
"Oscar, where's your mirror sausage?"
"Ning Rongrong, where is your Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda?"
"Dai Mubai, where's your White Tiger Meteor Shower?"
"If you hadn't held me back, if you had just helped me hold them off for even a second, I wouldn't have lost!"
Tang San roared.
He is shirking responsibility.
He couldn't accept his failure, so he had to find a scapegoat.
And these partners who once shared life and death are the perfect scapegoats.
The tent was deathly silent.
Dai Mubai clenched his fist, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
Oscar lowered his head, a hint of humiliation flashing in his eyes.
Ma Hongjun opened his mouth as if to say something, but Bai Chenxiang grabbed his sleeve.
They are all working desperately.
Below, they faced an enemy several times their size.
Which of them isn't covered in scars?
But what he got in return was this kind of accusation from Tang San?
Is this their eldest brother?
Is this the god they follow?
This moment.
The rope connecting the Shrek Seven Devils, known as the "bond," snapped.
"Mistress, shut up."
Yu Xiaogang walked in.
He looked into those eyes filled with resentment and disappointment, and his heart skipped a beat.
The team is getting harder to manage.
But he had to step forward.
He is a master.
He is Tang San's teacher.
He was also the nominal chief strategist of this allied forces.
"This failure is neither the fault of the mistress nor the fault of any of you."
Yu Xiaogang walked to the bedside, pressed down on the agitated Tang San, and said in a deep voice.
"It's a variable."
"It's that Tang Chen, and that damned Heavenly Dao Golden List!"
"Qian Renxue was able to win entirely because of that suddenly given reward!"
"That's cheating! That's a lack of sportsmanship!"
Yu Xiaogang was filled with righteous indignation, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
These words eased the atmosphere in the tent somewhat.
At least, everyone has a common target for venting.
"Teacher, I'm not reconciled..."
Tang San's eyes were red and he gripped the bed sheet tightly.
"I know, I know."
Yu Xiaogang patted the back of his hand, his eyes gleaming with calculation.
"You have to be patient with the mistress."
As the ancients said, "When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it will first test his mind and strengthen his body."
"The setbacks we face now are all paving the way for greater glory in the future!"
At this point, Yu Xiaogang lowered his voice, his tone carrying a morbid fanaticism.
"Don't forget, the top four on the list haven't been announced yet!"
"Qian Renxue only ranked fifth, yet she received such an incredible reward."
"And what about you?"
"You possess dual divine positions! You are the chosen one!"
"Who else could be number one besides you?"
"Just wait until the first place is announced on the honor roll, and until you receive the first-place reward..."
"Back then, what was a mere Qian Renxue?"
"Who does that Tang Chen even mean?"
"You could crush them with one hand!"
Yu Xiaogang's words were like a shot of adrenaline, piercing Tang San's heart.
Tang San's eyes lit up.
yes.
I haven't lost yet!
I'm also number one on the gold list!
If Qian Renxue, who ranked fifth, has such good stuff, then what kind of terrifying reward must the first place winner have?
Becoming a god?
A godlike performance?
Or even... the creator god?
When the time comes, I will repay the humiliation I suffered today a hundredfold, a thousandfold!
"The teacher is right."
Tang San took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the rage in his heart.
He looked at Dai Mubai and the others, forcing a stiff smile.
"I was too excited just now and spoke a bit harshly. Please don't take it to heart."
"We are brothers, we are the Shrek Seven Devils, we must unite."
"As long as everyone works together, we can hold the camp."
"Wait until I get the reward for being number one on the gold list."
"That will be the day the Spirit Hall is destroyed!"
Dai Mubai and the others looked at Tang San's face, which changed faster than flipping through a book, and felt a mix of emotions.
Was it really because of excitement?
Or is it simply his nature?
But it's too late now; they're already on the wrong path, there's no turning back.
The only option is to gamble.
I'm betting that the elusive title of "Number One on the Golden List" truly belongs to Tang San.
"Don't worry, mistress."
Dai Mubai loosened his fist, his voice sounding somewhat tired.
"We will hold it."
"For...the final victory."
He convinced himself.
Or rather, he was numbing himself.
As long as Tang San can get first place, everything will be alright.
It definitely will.
only.
They don't know.
On the city tower of Jialing Pass.
The man they considered the biggest variable and the biggest threat.
As he fiddled with the teacup in his hand, watching the fourth place slowly appear on the list of winners, a playful smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"First?"
"Little Sanzi, Little Sanzi."
"You can only be number one in your dreams in this lifetime."
Tang Chen took a sip of tea.
The aroma of tea fills the air.
The top of Jialing Pass.
The wind stopped.
The smoke of battle had not yet dissipated, but the oppressive silence in the world was even more unsettling than the shouts of battle just now.
Tang Chen steadily put down the teacup in his hand.
The porcelain cup collided with the stone table, producing a crisp sound.
The sound was particularly jarring in this desolate pass.
He looked up.
His gaze pierced through thousands of meters of void and landed on the golden list that blotted out the sky.
One of the top five has already been decided.
Qian Renxue's powerful ascension to the top and the earth-shattering "Sun Judgment" were like a resounding slap in the face to all the doubters across the continent.
Especially Tang San, who claimed to have "destiny".
A playful look appeared on Tang Chen's face.
He wondered if the next strike would completely sever Tang San's fragile nerves.
Deep within the Starry Sky Forest.
Lake of Life.
The lake water was like a mirror, reflecting the brilliance of the list of successful candidates.
A stunningly beautiful woman with silver hair and purple eyes stood quietly on the lake.
Gu Yuena.
Silver Dragon King.
Her eyes, which seemed to contain the universe and stars, were now filled with a hint of emotion.
"Qian Renxue... Angel Godhood Evolution..."
She murmured softly.
The sound was like shattered jade falling onto a plate, clear and melodious.
The Soul Beast race has been lying low for too long.
So long ago, people have forgotten the fear of being ruled by dragons.
Qian Renxue's performance made her feel a bit of pressure.
But it was only a trace.
As someone who once coexisted with the Dragon God, her pride was ingrained in her very bones.
"I will definitely be among the top three on this list."
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