Ascending the Heavens as an Evil God

Chapter 532: Spokesperson

"Where's Little Wu?" Yu Lian appeared in front of Gu Nan. The darkness in the Evil God Temple seemed completely incapable of blocking her gaze.

Ye Wu disappeared. She knew there was an extra greater god in this world—and that he existed in the gap between two worlds on top of that—so she had to die. Daoist Yellow Springs would never let her go.

However, he wouldn’t kill Ye Wu either, or else someone could simply trace the karma from killing her directly back to its source to find him.

Void Grotto Heaven naturally had methods to confirm whether Ye Wu was alive or dead. Although her soul lamp had not been extinguished yet, there was still no trace of her, which confused Yu Lian.

Gu Nan was silent for a while. "Not even you guys can find her either?"

"I wouldn't have come here if I could find her." Yu Lian suppressed her anger. "She disappeared just when she was about to arrive in the Myriad Heavens. Were you not there at that time?"

Gu Nan shook his head. "I left midway because something came up, and no one from the World of Gods intervened. If she disappeared right before entering the Myriad Heavens, you probably need to look back."

Looking back naturally referred to searching inside the Myriad Heavens.

Even if he was fully aware of the perpetrator’s identity, that didn't stop Gu Nan from deliberately misleading Yu Lian—because he also didn't want the Gap World to be exposed.

Yu Lian gave Gu Nan a deep stare, as if she wanted to judge whether his words were truth or lies. But Gu Nan, who was possessed by an Oscar, had an expressionless face that didn’t reveal anything.

……

After Yu Lian left, Yan Xiaoxiao's voice slowly rang out.

"Teacher." Her voice sounded a little light, but also a little amused, "I was thinking—if I worked together with Teacher just now, could we kill her?"

Gu Nan couldn’t help chuckling. "You’ve gotten quite arrogant! You even want to attack Unified Dao level Star Rulers?"

Ever since Gu Nan completed the Second Round, although his Divine Kingdom didn’t suddenly expand, its essence had been rapidly improving.

In terms of its core, Gu Nan's Divine Kingdom was no weaker than other Unified Dao planes. On this basis, Yan Xiaoxiao’s strength naturally increased significantly as well.

"It was just an idea," Yan Xiaoxiao appeared and replied.

Gu Nan shook his head. "It's too early to consider this now… and even if we want to attack, we’ll attack the World of Gods first."

……

Gu Nan didn’t care about Yu Lian's thoughts. Ye Wu’s situation depended entirely on how Daoist Yellow Springs would deal with her; it was none of Gu Nan's business.

The current Gu Nan was thinking about how to create and promote a game in the Gap World.

Fu Cheng was already 42 years old this year.

She married her ex-husband at the age of 20, gave birth to a daughter at the age of 29, and divorced her ex-husband at the age of 39. She left the marriage with no possessions or property and started drifting through the streets with her daughter.

But it was precisely such a failed old woman who created a legend in the Federation’s gaming industry with her own hands in just three years.

In three short years, Chengying Entertainment continuously launched sixteen games, all in different genres and categories. Their concepts, philosophies, and models were all excellent, allowing the company to truly sweep the gaming market.

Many people called Fu Cheng a "genius gaming industry businessperson who was held up by marriage." One player even wrote a special letter to her ex-husband, thanking him for letting Fu Cheng go so that so many good games could be produced.

But even for such a woman who had risen from the lowest to the very peak, Fu Cheng still had her own troubles.

She was too old.

All the grueling work Fu Cheng did in the past took a toll on her health. She just turned 42 this year, but she looked like an old woman in her fifties.

In this era, where force cultivation was popular all over the world, research on the human body had already become quite sophisticated. Fu Cheng knew that if things continued like this, she would only have a few more years to live.

So she started cultivating force, found various ways to temper her constitution, and took many health-preserving medicines.

No matter what, she has to hold on until her daughter reaches adulthood and hand over the empire she personally built to her daughter.

But on this day, Fu Cheng received a brand new opportunity.

"Do you want to live forever?"

"Do you want to gain unparalleled power?"

"Do you…"

If someone sent her a letter like this, Fu Cheng definitely wouldn’t believe such a prank. But when the eerie words automatically wrote themselves right before her eyes, she no longer had the option to remain disbelieving.

"Who are you?"

Fu Cheng picked up the notebook that fell to the ground. The writing on it was clearly visible, and it didn't look like a forgery at all.

“It doesn't matter who I am.” Words began to appear in the notebook again. “Complete my mission, and you can obtain everything you desire.”

Fu Cheng glanced at the lighter next to her and really wanted to burn the notebook to see if someone was playing a stupid prank.

‘But what if it's true?’

The discovery of force had once again worsened the class divide in the Federation. For ordinary, powerless people like Fu Cheng, money could not buy everything.

As if aware of Fu Cheng's silence, new words appeared: "You seem to have encountered a problem. Stand on a shadow, and you shall receive the blessing of the shadows."

Fu Cheng stared at the handwriting doubtfully for a while, then finally chose to do it.

She turned on the light and stood behind a beam. Then, she witnessed an incredible sight.

The shadows under her feet surged up, gradually covering her whole body, and finally gathered on her face. They poured into her body from her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, reaching her heart.

The next second, Fu Cheng felt her heart beating rapidly as it produced waves of icy power, which continuously flowed to her limbs and bones.

After a long time, Fu Cheng felt her consciousness slowly return. Her body was already soaked with cold sweat.

She quickly ran to the mirror and stared blankly in shock—because what she saw was a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

That was her face when she was 30.

"Within a year, you will age back to your original appearance." More writing appeared in the notebook.

But this time, Fu Cheng no longer had any doubts. "I want more, no matter what it takes."

This was indeed a smart woman. In the face of power, she didn’t dwell on meaningless truths like how or who, only caring about what she could get out of it.

"Find this person. He will tell you what you need to do."

After a line like this appeared on the notebook, a contact address emerged.

……

"Executive Fu, I don't quite understand what you mean." Professor Wang looked at Fu Cheng with a puzzled expression.

Of course he knew Fu Cheng, the most legendary woman in the current gaming industry, but the purpose behind her visit was too strange.

"You’re saying that someone asked you to find me and do something for him? So what kind of person is the other party?"

Fu Cheng frowned slightly. "A… very mysterious person."

Of course Professor Wang couldn't understand this description, but he suddenly had a flash of realization.

"Is it this person?" Professor Wang opened up his personal computer and pulled up a surveillance photo in front of Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng naturally didn’t recognize Zhao Ping's face. She could only shake her head. "I’ve never seen his face before… But where is this person now?"

Professor Wang fell silent for a while. "He’s already dead."