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Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

Chapter 1612: "The Crying Child Gets the Milk 🍼"

Published: March 2, 2025

The assassination plan came to nothing, and Wen Yu decisively changed his approach.

At this moment, Wen Yu rolled his eyes, and tears instantly welled up. He let out a wail and threw himself to the ground, crawling over to Bai’s side and tightly hugging his leg.

“Big boss Bai! Big boss Bai! Am I still not one of your people?!”

This dramatic display of crying left both the celestial god and Bai dumbfounded. It wasn’t until Wen Yu cried for a long time that Bai finally reacted. He cleared his throat and hurriedly helped Wen Yu up.

“Of course you are! You are our closest ally. Don’t worry, whatever you need, just say it, and I’ll do my best!”

Bai spoke sincerely, but Wen Yu was all too aware of Bai’s tendency to sell out allies. However, the earth's will didn’t know this...

Hearing Bai’s words, Wen Yu wiped his tears with force and sobbed, “The last time the celestial god came to see me, he said that Wen Yu might infiltrate the Demon Palace. The more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel. I can’t eat or drink, fearing that Wen Yu will take my head while I’m asleep. I... I’m scared…”

Alright, just out of fear, he put on this act. Even though Bai already understood the temperament of the earth's will, he couldn’t help but feel contempt for the person before him.

A useless fool…

But Bai was good at managing people! Not letting a shred of disdain show on his face, he gently patted Wen Yu on the shoulder and comforted him in a low voice.

“Don’t worry, I have a solution for you. Just rest assured and go back to the Demon Palace. I guarantee you absolutely won’t run into any trouble!”

“Hmph~~ Hmph~~ how can you guarantee that?”

“……”

Bai and the celestial god exchanged glances, both filled with helplessness.

How could he guarantee that? With Wen Yu’s skills, if he really wanted to infiltrate the Demon Palace and kill the earth's will, nobody could protect the earth's will—unless they sent Tang Haofei to guard him closely… but what kind of character is Tang Haofei? How could he possibly become this fool’s bodyguard?

“Wah wah wah! Look at you, look at you! You must be planning to abandon me! It’s certain! The immortal emperor’s words don’t count for anything…”

As the earth's will’s cries grew louder, Bai gradually became impatient. He suppressed his anger and spoke.

“Then tell me, what do you want to do?”

“I want to stay here…”

Hearing the earth's will’s tearful request, Bai felt an overwhelming sense of discomfort. He was about to refuse, but then thought, perhaps it wouldn’t be impossible to let the earth's will stay in Beijing…

The main reason lay in the identity of the ‘spirit of the demon lord’—Bai and the immortal emperor didn’t have enough allies; their staunch allies were only the celestial god and the earth's will. The celestial god had his own tasks; he needed to track down Wen Yu, while the earth's will needed to oversee the Demon Palace. Both were indispensable.

In other words, the earth's will did have the leverage to make demands of Bai. Moreover, the situation in the Demon Palace was currently stable. Even if the spirit of the demon lord went out, there wouldn’t be any chaos in the Demon Palace—after all, the spirit of the demon lord and Aoga were connected by their souls, remote control and command was quite simple.

Also, keeping the earth's will in Beijing could reduce the variables originating from the Demon Palace—yes, Bai had even thought that Wen Yu might use Faceless for a perfect replication to replace the earth's will’s current identity. Earlier, Bai had even suspected that the earth's will might have already been replaced by Wen Yu.

However, after the celestial god’s probing and earth's will’s recent performance, Bai temporarily set aside this doubt—one could only say that Bai hadn’t expected that Wen Yu could obtain the Heavenly Mechanism Mouse from Lin Haifeng or that he would gain the powerful skill of thousand mechanism transformation, which could completely replace another’s identity.