Chapter 1184: Chapter 551: Echoes
Su Youzhu pushed open the bathroom door and saw black lace lingerie hanging on the clothes rack, with a suit skirt and black stockings scattered in the laundry basket, filled with a sharp cold fragrance.
"Home late from work today?"
She was long accustomed to it, as the past ten years had been a movie featuring three people.
"Yeah, went to Yun Mengze."
The sound of splashing water echoed in the bathroom, through the misty glass window one could see voluptuous curves, with hot foamy water flowing along the floor cracks.
Tang Ling was brushing her teeth, her voice muffled: "Starting tomorrow, the headquarters of the Ether Association will move from Magic City to Peak City, establishing a new office area on the site of the old Black Cloud City. If Jiang Ziyue isn’t around, you won’t have to travel all the way to pick me up after work."
This woman was always decisive and once she made up her mind, no one could change it.
"Will the elders of the Order World agree?"
"They can’t beat me anyway."
"Fair point."
Su Youzhu applied a face mask while looking in the mirror and tied her hair into a cute bun: "The fervent believers of Taiqing should be almost gone. If any of them show signs of revival, I won’t mind killing them all. Or you could activate the old man of the Si Family."
Ten years had passed, and the once-strategist had experienced significant changes.
Old Master Si was just one step away from entering the Demigod Domain, and he was the only Divination Master in the world who mastered the Third Law. Of course, the old guy’s combat power wasn’t much, but what mattered was his cunning and ruthless nature, with no moral bottom line.
He was reliable for dirty and tiring work.
Moreover, his subordinates included the Butcher and the Scholar.
A day apart feels like three years, let alone ten full years.
As the two prominent figures under the Supreme, the Butcher and the Scholar had also been promoted to the Eighth Rank, establishing the world’s most terrifying assassin organization.
They boasted of punching the Nanshan Nursing Home and kicking the Beihai Kindergarten.
Tianji, Ye Dao, Tianshu, also Eighth Rank Holy Land levels, were members of the organization.
"As long as I’m alive, they won’t dare to act."
Tang Ling opened the bathroom door, wrapped in a snowy white towel, her wet red hair dripping water: "I just worry that if we’re both gone, who can we entrust this world to? Other than you and me, no one else can harness his power. Of course... there’s also Xia Zhi."
There was a hint of lament for her failure in her eyes, accompanied by a soft sigh.
"Xia Zhi is the only Ascender blessed by him, but unfortunately, her talent is too poor. Even though she switched to Grandmaster’s Zen Inheritance Path, there’s still a long way to achieve becoming a World-purifying God."
She gave a light hum: "I’ve already sent her to the frontlines, hoping she can hold on."
The current Inheritance Paths had undergone a complete reshuffle.
Officially recognized as the seven most ancient paths.
Ancient Martial, Overlord, Sword Sect, Ghost Slayer, Divine, Heavenly Master, Zen.
Zen, as the newest Inheritance Path, showcased unimaginable potential.
Monk, Mage, Sutra Seat, Zen Child, Bodhi, Saint Ancestor, Great Saint, Saint Buddha, World-purifying God.
Now Xia Zhi had traveled the farthest on this path, currently an Eighth Rank Saint Buddha.
The reason for nurturing her was because she bore the power of the Colorless Jade.
Only that kind of power could trigger the subconscious of the Qilin, thereby gaining divine blessings.
"She’s as weak as a paramecium."
Su Youzhu furrowed her brow slightly: "Are you sure she won’t die?"
Tang Ling dried her hair, seemingly indifferent: "Anyway, at a critical moment, the shadow of the Qilin Forbidden Curse will appear on her. At worst, she might explode from that power, half-dead."
She walked barefoot out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom.
The man was still asleep, completely unaware of her presence.
"Sorry, I’ve been neglecting you lately."
Tang Ling covered herself with the towel, leaned down, and gently kissed his lips, resting her head on his chest, listening to the faint heartbeat: "If this goes smoothly, I won’t leave your side for the rest of my life. I’ve already chosen a successor, and I’ll resign in two years to spend time with you."
Su Youzhu entered the room, made a cup of coffee, and thought about how the throne of Order World was a dream pursued by countless people throughout history, yet to this woman, it seemed no different from going to work.
As the President of the Ether Association, Tang Ling was by far the most powerful.
Her own power surpassed her predecessor only slightly.
Of course, this refers to her human form, Taihua.
But the scariest part was that she could control her husband’s power.
That was Gu Jianlin’s Qilin Forbidden Curse, the shadow of Vermilion Bird Power.
How could anyone compete with that?
For eight years, Tang Ling attempted to ascend to the throne of Order World at the Seventh Rank, meeting opposition from all the demigods worldwide, arguing it went against ancestral doctrines and was unreasonable.
The Ether Association had never had a Seventh Ranked President in its history.
Yet this woman summoned the shadow of the Vermilion Bird, wreaking havoc all around.
If you don’t submit, I’ll beat you until you do.
Thus, the world’s youngest and lowest-ranked Order Guardian was born.
Tang Ling sought to rise only to gain control.
But she was far from a competent president.
Without exaggeration, she was the worst Order Guardian in history.
A thousand years ago, she might have been labeled as an inept ruler.
Ming History·Flatterers chronicles Emperor Jiajing: "Constantly seeking immortality, neglecting the ancestral temples, ceasing court discussions, and ignoring the communication with ministers."
