Published: March 2, 2025
“Then, whose person are you?” Wen Yu asked softly, while No. 8 just smiled, showing no sign of hiding anything.
“Fran, I should belong to Fran,” he replied.
“Hmm…”
Hearing this familiar name from No. 8, Wen Yu was slightly surprised, but upon careful thought, he found it somewhat reasonable.
At first, Wen Yu thought No. 8 was one of the Golden Armor’s people—after all, since his return, he had not seen Golden Armor himself and didn’t know if something had gone wrong on Golden Armor’s side…
However, excluding Golden Armor, the only ones who could lend him a hand were likely Fran and the others who had survived the internal strife.
Now that he thought about it, although Fran’s methods were not weak, escaping from the Immortal Emperor with Gul and Wei Tian was already a stroke of luck.
“I know you have many doubts, why don’t we go meet Fran and the others first?”
Seeing Wen Yu still deep in thought, No. 8 decisively spoke up, and Wen Yu pondered briefly before nodding.
Upon seeing this, No. 8 immediately turned and flew off into the distance.
……
On the way, No. 8 explained some more detailed information to Wen Yu.
“Before you left, Beijing had already contacted me.”
This was typical of Beijing—using precious treasures to win over the Treasure Land Guardian.
When Lin Haifeng was in power, Beijing had already begun implementing plans to conquer the Treasure Land Guardians, and their people could gain considerable support when entering most treasure lands.
As it appears now, No. 8 should be one of those who had been deeply infiltrated by Beijing. He not only provided Fran and the others with a place to stay—likely a treasure land not open to the outside world, but also a sanctuary within the sovereign’s influence where Fran and the others could escape the Immortal Emperor’s pursuit.
On the other hand, No. 8 even took great risks to find Wen Yu a way out when the situation was dire.
This No. 8 was undoubtedly one of Fran and their people…
And the extent to which No. 8 exerted himself gave an idea of what Fran and the others had sacrificed.
“At that time, when Beijing encountered problems, Fran came to me with some people, wanting me to help them find a place to stay. I reserved this treasure land for them and simultaneously closed the entrance to it.”
No. 8 continued talking, and from him, Wen Yu did indeed receive quite a bit of information—such as No. 8 seemingly having no idea that Fang Yujie was the Heaven-Piercing Immortal Emperor.
“Until your return, I told Fran and the others this news, and they wanted me to contact you. Unfortunately, some time ago, for some unknown reason, the sovereign went mad and mobilized the Treasure Land Guardians on a large scale to search for some information, so this matter got delayed.”
At this point, No. 8 showed an apologetic smile, and Wen Yu understood in his heart.
This No. 8, although ranked quite high, should be a peripheral figure around the sovereign—he not only seemed unclear about the news of the Heavenly Gifted Stone, but even now, No. 8 might still be oblivious to everything that had just happened in the sovereign’s hall.
In other words, No. 8 still didn’t know that Fang Yujie had already “combined” with the sovereign, with him in you and you in him…
Using Wen Yu’s return as a time node, the subsequent events unfolded so rapidly that it caught everyone off guard. By sheer coincidence, this series of events brushed past Wen Yu, and even now, after everything had settled, he could only hope to meet Fran and learn the whole truth from him…
But it was too late…
Really too late!
Wen Yu silently lamented in his heart, while No. 8 chatted on about some less important matters.
Not long after, a small city appeared in Wen Yu's line of sight.
……
The city was not large, and compared to the “towns” Wen Yu had seen in the Layered Battlefield, it was several circles smaller.
After briefly sensing the town's status—there weren’t many people, only a few tens of thousands, and more than half of them were familiar faces to Wen Yu.