“The Game of King.”
[King], [Advisor], [General], [Soldier].
Everyone looked at the character and the message to choose a position. These Heaven Chosen quickly analyzed they had to participate in some chess game to enter the Nine Devil God World. But what was the point of this? And why would they need to choose which pieces they are?
Wang Wei had similar thoughts as these people, but he saw more than them. He detected an absolutely terrifying and brilliant use of Order Dao from these characters.
“Order is about balance and cannot exist without Disorder,” said Wang Wei out loud to the Heavens. “Since we must participate in the game, we also must know the rules.”
A multicolored light appeared above the sky before a book descended in Wang Wei’s palm. A few people wanted to rush to get it but remembered who this book belonged to. Meanwhile, Di Tian also wanted to rush but decided to better observe the situation and not make rash decisions.
“Heavens, please grant this lowly one a rule book,” quickly screamed a fast-minded individual. Unfortunately, nothing happened. So, he and many others tried saying the same thing differently.
Suddenly, someone rushed toward Wang Wei to grab the book. He did not even look at who it was. Before the person could react, Li Jun kicked the man’s head, popping it like a balloon, killing this man’s ambitions of achieving immortality and sitting on the throne.
Li Jun looked at everyone with bloodlust in his eyes. With his flowing red hair, he looked like a God of Slaughter who reveled in the act of killing. And when he licked the blood on his face, he was genuinely menacing.
“You look disgusting,” said Yan Liling, destroying the atmosphere. She took out a silk cloth to wipe his face.
“Common, honey, I’m trying to be intimidating,” said Li Jun with a smile. The atmosphere was not destroyed. Seeing Li Jun instantly kill such a genius and smiling casually like it was nothing was scarier as it indicated this man’s unhinged mind.
Some people did not care about what occurred and were only concerned with getting a rule book. Di Tian took out an artifact in the shape of a chessboard and activated it. The artifact exuded the power of Order, and after a few minutes, he took out a peak Quasi-Emperor Ore and said to Heaven:
“This is my offering.” As soon as he finished, another book descended from the sky and landed on him. However, he squinted his eyes when he noticed the book in Wang Wei’s hand was different than his. However, he did not say anything. He was not stupid and guessed this was intentional to sow conflict.
Other people tried Di Tian’s method, which worked, so more took their treasure to exchange.
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People then gave him a look that said we would never believe in your integrity–especially after how you treated Yin Gen and Yu Zhou. A cruel and cunning person like you is the least trusted person here.
“I”m offended by the looks on your faces. But I promise to sign the most restrictive contract that I will not change anything from the rules.”
This statement did increase his credibility. But people were still on guard.
“Think of it that way: would you prefer to fund me or the Devil race?” This was indeed something worth thinking about. If they exchange with this world’s Heavenly Dao, the one who will benefit is the devil race. On the other hand, they also did not want to increase the foundation of the Dao Opening Sect.
“We don’t have to buy from you.”
“True. But it’s obvious my book is the original and probably has some hidden secrets not found in the others,” countered Wang Wei. Many people debated, and in the end, many decided to buy from him. The others continued to buy from Heavenly Dao, and Wang Wei shamelessly called them traitors. As for the others, they bought from the few people who exchanged after Di Tian. As for Di Tian himself, he had an unapproachable vibe, so everyone left him alone.
Wang Wei made a decent profit, and he kept his word. Of course, the contract he signed also stated these people could not sell it to another person.
Then, everybody collectively after reading the rule book because of how strange they were. The first sentence was about how anyone who entered the continent needed a role: King, Advisor, General, and Soldier. The book indicated the rules and restrictions of each role.
[King can only fight another king. Kings cannot kill Generals, Advisors, Soldiers, or others. Kings can have up to 5 generals. Only Kings can fly.
[Advisors are responsible for logistics, transportation, and other miscellaneous responsibilities.
[General leads the soldiers. Only Generals can use summoning techniques with a limit on the number.
[Soldiers can only kill soldiers.]
Everyone wondered about the meaning of these rules, to be precise, the deeper meanings and implications.
“I choose General,” suddenly said Di Tian. The character trembled a little, but nothing occurred. “In that case, I want to be an advisor.” The character trembled again, but it was the same result.
“Soldier.” Nothing happened. “King.” Then, the character of King floated above his head. Everyone tested this anomaly and discovered five people who could only become king: Di Tian, Wang Wei, Yin Gen, Feng Heng, and Yi Lianxiang.
‘What is with these rules and nonsensical restrictions?’ asked Tie Gang.
‘It seems the objective is to prevent us from slaughtering too many of the devil race,’ commented Li Jun.
‘The vagueness of the rules is to give the devil race an advantage,” analyzed Yan Liling. ‘They are probably used to this mode of battle and overwhelm us on experience. Furthermore, we probably do not know all the rules.’
‘Liling is right. The rules we have is only because of the Disorder Balance. However, there are probably hidden rules we have to discover ourselves.’
‘So, what do we do now? Return to prepare for this game?’ asked Tie Gang.
‘I don’t think we have a choice,’ agreed Li Jun.
‘No. We will use the barbaric method first,’ said Wang Wei.
‘You want to use brute force to break the film?’
‘Yes. Let’s gather the entire world and see what happens.’
The group left through the space channel before returning to the Myriad Emperor World. However, the moment they landed, their entrance token changed. The characters for [King] and [General] appeared with a message asking for a choice.
A [King] can enter the battle and bring people with the number based on the activation level of the token. A [General] is connected to a king, and killing devil races will contribute to activating the king’s token.
“Things just got more complicated,” stated Tie Gang, and he was correct.
“Yes. Heavenly Dao seems to accept this Game of King as part of the Heavenly Will Battle. So now, trying to use brute force equals intervening in the final battle,” said Li Jun with a frown.
“Why would it accept such a nonsensical game?” asked Yan Liling.
“A new and prosperous era is coming. Heavenly Dao may want the next Emperor to have power and display leadership, charisma, and strategic capabilities.”
“That’s a reasonable explanation. But are things as simple as that?”
“Probably not.”
“Let’s go home first and prepare,” said Wang Wei as he felt the same way: things were not that simple. However, before they could even leave, the token sent another message: everybody had three days before the start of the game.
“It’s one thing after another,” complained Tie Gang, and everybody agreed with him. After returning home to analyze the rules, Wang Wei sensed something and teleported to Wang Clan Mountain, where he saw a worried look on his mother’s face.
“What’s wrong?”
“I think your father might be developing Heart Demon.”
Wang Wei sighed: “I’ll talk to him.” He flew to the fishing river, and his father was in the same position, and he appeared to have been there since their last meeting. Wang Wei could feel the chaotic emotions emanating from his body, even affecting his spiritual power.
“What’s going on with you,” he asked as he sat next to the latter.
“I’ve been thinking about the situation and trying to convince myself,” replied Wang Tian. “Then, I suddenly thought how you would be disappointed in me if I made the wrong choice and the situation escalated.”
“You don’t have to worry about my disappointment. This is about your cultivation path, and I will accept and support whatever you choose.”
“But you will still be disappointed.”
“Yes, but that’s not important, is it?” reassured Wang We. “Remember when I was a kid, and I refused to become a swordsman? You were disappointed in me, but you still supported and loved me, and I respected you for that.”
“That’s true,” replied Wang Tian, smiling a little as he reminisced. And in the process, his breathing became smoother.
“I still cannot make a choice.”
“Let me ask you something. You believe in your pure swordsman path, correct?”
“Of course.”
“Let’s imagine a scenario: two identical swordsmen with the same talent studied the same techniques, fought the same battles, had the same state of mind, Dao Heart, Battle IQ, etc. One is a pure swordsman, and the other trains his body to the pinnacle. Who would win?”
“The body one, of course.”
“Why?”
“Because of his defense.”
“Shouldn’t the pure swordsman overcome the latter’s defense? Isn’t that the core of your ideology? Overcoming everything with the most powerful attack. So, why would the body swordsman win?”
“He would win…because…his body would allow him an even greater attack power; he would… become… the ultimate sword…an unbreakable sword…a sword without weakness.”
A powerful Sword Will appeared around Wang Tian as he closed his eyes, entering a state of enlightenment. Wang Wei smiled and nodded before leaving.
“I’m busy, so I can’t wait for him to wake up.”
“Don’t worry. Now that I think about it, it’s weird that you’re back,” said Yu Yan.
“Things got complicated. I’ll tell you later.”
“Alright. I’ll say by your father’s side until he wakes up.”
Wang Wei flew to reunite with the group.
