Published: March 7, 2025
CHAPTER 178: Plans Are No Match for Changes
On this day, the Butian Pavilion was still bustling with activity, and the two hall masters had finally settled down after the major purge.
Tie Butian had rarely shown such resolve, uprooting those people completely and executing them all. On that day, Iron Cloud City was shrouded in gloom and despair, with the stench of blood filling the air! Over one thousand three hundred people had died under the axe at once!
That day was also the second day Cheng Yunhe had arrived in Iron Cloud City!
From the capture of these people to their execution, only four days had passed in total. This included interrogations and confirmations, during which Tie Butian had invested enormous manpower, resources, and military strength. Yet, such speed still left people astonished!
Iron Cloud City had plunged into unprecedented shock!
Everyone knew that only Chu King of Hell could accomplish such a feat; suddenly, his notorious reputation soared, truly reaching a point where it could silence children's nighttime cries.
“If you don’t behave, I’ll have Chu King of Hell come and take you away!”
Thus…
Everyone began to use this phrase as a form of intimidation, but it seemed that no one considered: anyone who could provoke Chu King of Hell was not an ordinary person!
The authority of the Butian Pavilion had grown even stronger with the rise of Chu King of Hell, attracting more people to join.
During this time, Cheng Ziang and Chen Yutong, freshly relieved from their busy tasks, took on heavy responsibilities again: screening and training new recruits, and improving the three halls of the Butian Pavilion.
These tasks were the most headache-inducing for the two: if done well, they wouldn’t gain any credit; but if even the slightest mistake occurred, the consequences would certainly fall on their heads.
It was easy to imagine what kind of treatment one would receive for making a mistake under Chu King of Hell.
The two had once protested to Chu King of Hell, requesting to switch jobs. Even infiltrating Great Zhao for espionage would be more relaxing than this job! Ideally, this task would be handled by Chu King of Hell himself; then it would be easy for everyone.
But Chu King of Hell’s retort was swift: “If I were to do it myself, what would I need you for? I also wish for opportunities where I can just sit and get promoted and rich. If you have the chance, feel free to introduce me; if you don’t want to work, quit voluntarily, and you can return to being a small pawn in your original hall, and naturally, you won’t be assigned to anything.”
Cheng Ziang and Chen Yutong left in disgrace.
Yet in their hearts, they silently cursed: “You bastard, aren’t you just sitting around every day getting promoted and rich? Sipping tea, reading children’s books, while watching everyone else toil away… and you still have the nerve to speak coolly!”
Of course, such words could not be spoken in front of Chu King of Hell.
During this time, Wu Qianqian found herself relatively relaxed, as Chu King of Hell spent his days either reading children’s literature or daydreaming. Every day, Wu Qianqian only had to complete her assigned tasks, and everything would be fine.
However, Wu Qianqian now felt an urge: each time she passed behind Chu King of Hell, she wanted to kick that butt covered in a black robe with all her might: this brat is really getting cocky; has he forgotten how he dealt with Li Jianyin back then?
And that day he had scolded me for no reason; I still haven’t settled that score with him, hum…
Time passed smoothly.
In the afternoon, just as Chu King of Hell was about to stealthily escape, news of visitors arrived.
It was the Dark Demon Blade King.
What surprised Chu Yang this time was that the Blade King came to bid farewell.
The injury from the Soul Hook Throne was severe, and he felt he had lost face, so he was unwilling to stay any longer; the Sword King’s injury was even worse and required a return to the Middle Three Days for recuperation.