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    ...“Now Heavenly Human City is prosperous and flourishing, while the Heavenly Disaster is still brewing. The advantage is mine; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”
    “I have already taken control of the Celestial Human Divine Sword. Why not seize this opportunity to eliminate future troubles forever!”
    In Heavenly City, Jiang Yu held the Celestial Human Divine Sword, looking as if he could swallow mountains and rivers.
    After a few years, Heavenly Human City was thriving.
    But many things were only just beginning and far from reaching maturity.
    Even the Heavenly Race could not understand Jiang Yu's decision.
    Nor did they understand where he got such confidence?
    Many Heavenly Race members thought they should wait.
    But while Heavenly Human City was unprecedentedly harmonious, the internal affairs of the Heavenly Race were not.
    For example, the part of the Heavenly Race that governed the Dao of life and death, and the Dao of conquest, they were gradually being forgotten, and no one sang their names anymore.
    They agreed with Jiang Yu's proposition, and besides, his mind was already made up.
    “Wouldn't it be better for Jiang Yu to just be a good Emperor and enjoy the fruits of others' labor? Why does he have to do this?”
    “There were once Trial participants who wanted to counterattack the Otherworld, but not only did they fail, they also lost the outermost parts of Heavenly Human City.”
    “Perhaps he has some reliance we can't imagine, preparing for something big?”
    Even people in Imperial Capital could not understand Jiang Yu's actions.
    But some also believed that Jiang Yu had enough confidence, after all, the Celestial Human Divine Sword was in his hand, now unprecedentedly powerful.
    Once he succeeded, this Trial could end early.
    He might also be the first clear-passer since the Heavenly Human City realm opened... Mo City.
    “What? The army is passing through Mo City?”
    Li Mo was astonished when he heard the news.
    Feng Zhi nodded, hesitating, “I don't know why he's in such a hurry, but Pojun and Tanlang both support him.”
    “He deliberately passes through here to tie you all to his warship. I suggest you run away as soon as possible.”
    “I can hide, but someone has to go.”
    Li Mo took a deep breath and asked again, “Feng Zhi, how much chance of victory do you think this battle has?”
    “Less than ten percent.”
    “It can't be that bad, can it?”
    “My sister said so.”
    “Then it's fine.”
    ...Yinma Town probably couldn't be called by that name anymore.
    To facilitate the passage of the allied forces from Heavenly City and Earth City, the river had been filled with rocks.
    In a villa in the town, in the garden, Jiang Yu had a map in front of him, discussing the marching route with several Heavenly Race members.
    “It's still half a month's journey to Mo City.”
    The Heavenly Race member who spoke was twice the height of a normal person, yet he didn't appear bulky, lean but not weak, with muscles like cast iron solidified on his body.
    This was Pojun, who strongly advocated for the expedition.
    “Regarding the conscription, has Mo City responded?”
    Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked calmly.
    “They sent many weapons and provisions, but no one has enlisted yet.”
    Pojun said in a booming voice, “The reason given is that Human City is in ruins waiting to be rebuilt, short on manpower, and wouldn't have much impact on the battle.”
    “They're willing to give anything but people.”
    Another Heavenly Race member, with white hair and a hint of ferocity in his brows, said:
    “I think they have no confidence in this battle. Now Mo City is the leader in Human City, with a hundred responses to one call. Just now, the town chief of Yinma Town asked me how many Executioners were participating in the army.”
    Even if all the Mortals in Human City were conscripted, they indeed wouldn't have much impact on the battle.
    But they would affect the power of the Celestial Human Divine Sword.
    “Pojun, you go yourself.”
    “Yes.”
    The tall figure walked to the door, and with a flip, dark clouds gathered into a warhorse, carrying him across the sky.
    Jiang Yu gazed at the lake in the garden for a long time, then raised his hand to draw something for a long time, but there was no reaction.
    His heavy pupils narrowed, and he saw a sword light, like a silver fish, beneath the lake. The Sword Bone shone, and threads of mithril-colored silk stretched out, forcibly capturing that silver light back.
    The rampant sword light froze the lake, and the silver light returned to Jiang Yu's palm, dimming.
    It was the Divine Sword.
    Under aggressive development, Heavenly Human City grew stronger day by day, and the power of the Divine Sword also grew stronger day by day, which was true.
    But it was also gradually slipping out of control.
    Especially recently, it seemed to want to abandon him at all times and fly to its true owner.
    That person was in Mo City... Wind Catching Hall.
    Li Mo and Dong Changtian, along with other elders of Mo City, were all gathered together. If anyone was missing, it was Ying Bing; she never participated in these matters.
    After Pojun entered, his expression was not arrogant. He bowed slightly before saying:
    “You must already know the purpose of my visit. Among you, some are no weaker than the Heavenly Race, so at least one of you must participate in the battle.”
    “You know the benefits; many people in Earth City are eagerly enlisting. Who among you plans to go?”
    Li Mo, Qi Tiezhu, Dong Changfeng, and the others looked at each other.
    “Go for what? To a market? Then this old man wants to go.”
    Dong Changfeng acted as if he couldn't hear well.
    “I'm almost a hundred years old, this is the age to fight.”
    Qi Tiezhu stretched his muscles, then with a crack, he was drenched in sweat.
    He... sprained his back...
    “Alas, we are, after all, old.”
    “It's a small matter if we can't be of use, but if we cause trouble for the great cause of Heavenly Human City, that would be an unforgivable sin.”
    “This kind of thing should indeed be left to the young people.”
    “?”
    Little Li pointed to himself, then looked around, seeing only white-haired, grey-bearded elders, with one foot in the grave.
    These elders of Mo City had been there since the Great King Village era.
    Besides me, is there really any young person here?
    Pojun frowned. The other party used this reason to decline, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Li Mo, seemingly also thinking he was a good candidate.
    Little Li cleared his throat: “Heavenly King covers Earth Tiger!”
    “!”
    Pojun's body trembled, almost blurting out “Pagoda suppresses River Demon.”
    That's right, this kid was the undercover agent that Heavenly Race had planted in Mo City!
    Now Pojun was in a dilemma. How could they let their undercover agent represent Mo City in battle? What kind of situation was this?
    “Alright, everyone, stop messing around. What kind of behavior is this?”
    Li Mo cleared his throat and said, “Since things have come to this, why don't we do it randomly?”
    “How will you randomize it?”
    “Flip a coin. Heads, Old Dong goes. Tails, Old Qi goes.”
    “What about you?”
    “If it stands up, I go.”
    “This, this isn't right, is it?”
    Everyone was bewildered, and Pojun was stunned. How could this be right?
    Li Mo said seriously, “No problem. A coin is either heads, or tails, or it stands up. There are only these three possibilities, and the probabilities are all the same.”
    A flash of wisdom flickered in the eyes of Qi Tiezhu and Dong Changtian.
    “This...”
    “No problem, toss it.”
    Pojun said against his conscience. He couldn't really let the undercover agent go to battle.
    Honestly, his already scarce conscience also hurt a little, but for the sake of the bigger picture, there was nothing he could do.
    Fortunately, at last... *Gulu gulu* —
    A copper coin was tossed by Li Mo, then precisely stuck in a crack in the ground.
    It stood upright.
    Pojun: “?”
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