Li Changzhou nodded, "Please call Luo Lei over."

"No problem."

After a while, as a striptease performance began on the tavern stage, Luo Lei's attractive figure walked in, each step precise and elegant.

"You've become stronger again," Li Changzhou observed her.

Luo Lei tapped her temple, "Changed a chip. Are we starting a new mission? I'll have a sour wine."

The last sentence was addressed to the female robot.

Li Changzhou had long noticed the female robots here; each one's chest, buttocks, and thighs were noticeably chipped, much like the toes of the giant Buddha at Spiritual Mountain (as tourists like to touch the Buddha's feet, anyone knowledgeable knows what that results in).

"I don't plan on taking on any jobs in the short term," Li Changzhou threw out a storage bag, "I need you to exchange these for Mi'er metal; this bag is your payment."

"Discussing these matters in the tavern isn't a wise choice," Luo Lei picked up the storage bag.

"Doesn't matter," Li Changzhou smiled briefly.

Luo Lei didn't reply... She was already astonished by the magic of the storage bag and the quantity of spiritual radiance inside.

This was only a part, Li Changzhou and his group had kept some for rapid mana replenishment and basic cultivation during their missions.

"Any difficulties?" Li Changzhou asked.

Luo Lei looked up at him, "Why not directly contact Lord IAO? With the Captain's relationship, you should be able to complete the transaction immediately."

"Owing favors to big figures is troublesome."

Luo Lei nodded, "No problem, I happen to know some rich people. They should be able to handle this quantity. When do you need it?"

"As soon as possible."

"Then I'll go now, and you'll have it by tomorrow morning."

Li Changzhou's group experienced another night of alien nightlife, and the next morning, they gathered the Mi'er metal and spent half a day locating the elusive Earth.

Once Yang Qinglan had finished knitting clothes, the four entered the station in the form of Divine Will Warriors.

All along, silence prevailed.

After settling in their private compartment, Li Qianxia exhaled, "That was nerve-wracking, why were those players staring at us like sculptures? I almost forgot how to walk!"

This is the mental fortitude of a new era Immortal.

Scared by that crowd?" Turquoise Pool laughed as she poured a glass of red wine.

Li Changzhou pulled out Little Radish and Butterfly from the "Honey Pot World"; both the monkey and the butterfly were desperate as their cultivation was on par with the second layer of the Visualization.

The two cried on the table, resembling intricate music boxes. In this room, only they were not world-destroying Immortals.

Li Qianxia comforted them with her fingers while responding to Turquoise Pool, "The biggest event I've ever seen was the high school sports festival, where I was the host. That day I wore a super beautiful dress, right, brother?"

"Yes, I still remember the boys from the class next door were discussing your legs."

"Why do you boys always think about these things!"

Li Changzhou turned to Yang Qinglan, "Hear that? We men always think about these things."

The Emerald Bee Sword in Yang Qinglan's hands grew longer and wider, resembling a piece of jade. She raised her eyelids, "What did you say?"

"Nothing."

Li Qianxia offered a mocking laugh.

At this moment, Turquoise Pool remained silent, sipping her wine and nibbling on nuts while enjoying the scenery outside.

The train had departed.

"Amongst the immortals on the train mission, there's no distinction between black cards and white cards," Li Changzhou said as he was about to fall asleep, "I hope this time we can truly cooperate wholeheartedly."

"Yes," all three nodded simultaneously.

"No!" Little Radish clutched Butterfly tightly.

The four couldn't help but laugh together, and in the next moment, their vision suddenly dimmed.

…

"...Though Zhao Song and my Li Tang share a deep-seated enmity, we're both of Han descent. The people now are descendants of those from the Tang era; how can we allow the Jin to slaughter them!"

"Li Gang, it seems being the Prime Minister of Zhao Song for a few days made you forget even your own surname!"

"Li Bangyan, no matter what you say today, personal sentiments must not override our national righteousness!"

"Rubbish!"

Bang!

A loud bang from slamming the table.

Li Changzhou slowly came to.

"How dare you say that the national grievance is a private matter? Very well, Li Gang, I want to ask you, now that you've repelled the Jurchens, how are you going to destroy the Song Dynasty without harming the populace? Restore our Great Tang! Tell me!"

"Song Huizong was foolish and weak, a monarch who consorted with prostitutes and dallied with them everywhere. When the enemy approached the gates, he was as timid as a mouse and chose to abdicate. Now there are righteous armies everywhere; when chaos ensues, my Li Clan will come out and restore order, wouldn't it be justified then? Why become a national sinner?"

"Can you guarantee that after the Jurchens retreat, there will be chaos? Advisor, what do you think?"

"What can a prostitute say?" Her voice was coquettish and captivating, scratching at one's soul, even speeding up Li Changzhou's heartbeat by two beats.

Such a potent charm skill.

Li Changzhou looked over; a stunning woman in white sat idly in a chair, supporting her forehead with her arm, her sleeve falling back to reveal skin as pale as the moon.

Noticing his gaze, Li Shishi looked up, her eyes clear as spring water, twinkling like stars.

"The City Lord is awake, why not let the City Lord decide?"

Li Gang and Li Bangyan looked toward Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou lay on the couch, his clothes half-undone, utterly dissolute.

A wine jug was beside the couch; the last of the fine wine had spilled onto the ground, outlining words.

[Time: March 1 of the Jingkang's first year (1126), early spring]

[Location: East Capital Kaifeng Prefecture]

[Background: Nature has already decided to initiate the value game, but the spiritual qi is monopolized, too many sitting in immortal positions]

[Player identity: Descendant of Li Tang, Lord of Evernight City]

[Main mission: Battle of Buddha]

[Mission content: Slay the Unmoving Arhat; Slay the Demon Suppression Arhat; Slay the Bodhisattva Guanyin] (Player's development trajectory leans toward Daoism, automatically classified into Daoism)

[Note: All good words are spoken by the Buddha, most of the famous mountains are occupied by monks.]

Hmm?

How does this have nothing to do with whether the Song Dynasty falls or Li Tang is restored?

Or perhaps, is this Battle of Buddha hidden within the national war?

Remember, Song Huizong was extremely devoted to Daoism, known as 'Dao Jun'... Is the Song Dynasty Daoist and the Jurchens Buddhist?

This makes no sense.

Moreover, slaying Arhats is one thing, but what does slaughtering the Bodhisattva Guanyin mean? A Bodhisattva matches an Earth Immortal.

Baffling.

"City Lord?" Li Bangyan called softly.

Li Changzhou yawned leisurely, "In dreams, there are clearly six realms; after awakening, all is empty, not distinguishing between the sacred and the profane. What year, month, and day is it now?"

"Jingkang's first year in March, almost time for Qingming," Li Shishi said with a laugh, her face glowing, her voice coquettish.

"Qingming... I imagine Lin'an's West Lake must be crowded with visitors now." Li Changzhou stretched lazily, getting up while his mind rapidly considered what to do.

Support the Song Dynasty?

Or not?

He got off the couch and with a flick of his toes, kicked the wine jug into his hand.

Tilting his head back, he caught the last few drops of wine in his mouth.

"I'm off to tread the spring at Lin'an West Lake, you guys keep busy," tossing aside the wine jug, Li Changzhou waved his sleeve and stepped into the air, extremely carefree.

In the hall, the two Prime Ministers looked at each other bewildered.

Li Shishi giggled unrestrainedly, her bosom heaving as if there were jumping rabbits inside, but the eyes staring at Li Changzhou's departing figure were cold as ice.

Li Changzhou stood in the clouds, overlooking the cloud-covered East Capital Kaifeng Prefecture.

According to history, this East Capital won't last long, the disaster of Jingkang is right before us, both emperors will become captives, humiliatingly titled "Duke of Dim Virtue" and "Marquis of Double Dizziness."

Li Changzhou had no plans to save either of them. The world naturally cycles through phases of union and division, and these two weren't commendable figures anyway. Besides, he wasn't in a position to save himself either.

The Bodhisattva Guanyin... The Bodhisattva Guanyin...

"It doesn't make sense," Li Changzhou puzzled over it without resolution.

He remembered what Qian Xia had told him about an experience by a national team player facing a Human Crossing Tribulation (Zheng Qing told Qian Xia)—

The person opened his eyes to find himself astride a great steed, at the forefront between two armies. Before he could grasp the situation, an imposing figure emerged from the other side on horseback, "nine feet tall, with a beard two feet long, face like a heavy jujube, lips like painted vermilion, phoenix eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, an imposing appearance, commanding and fierce, holding an Azure Dragon Moon Blade."

Guan Gong slaying Hua Xiong, and that player was Hua Xiong.

He turned his horse around and fled, leaving both armies stunned.

Li Changzhou himself was another version of Hua Xiong, opposite him sat Guanyin on her lotus.

Damn it.

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