Chapter 472: Arrangement?

Beer, sunflower seeds, and peanuts.

Everyone sat tense in front of their computers, their eyes fixed on the screens. Screenshots poured in, depicting a terrifying battle for the fate of the Three Realms. The conflict had quickly shifted from the Peach Blossom Gala to the dormant body of the colossal Demon God, where countless Celestial Emperors moved about, engaging in fierce combat. It was as thrilling as watching an epic mythological blockbuster. No Earth film could rival these special effects.

Although the major powers of the Three Realms were not completely annihilated, the death of the Demon God would still trigger widespread panic among all beings, allowing Bai Xiaosheng and others to harvest "faith" born of fear, leading to a collapse of belief.

“Furthermore, if the Origin Demon God dies, the Demon Realm will be virtually finished. The consequences are unimaginable!”

As everyone grew more nervous, they frantically drank their beverages in the room, their hands trembling even as they ate peanuts.

“Brothers, the decisive moment is here!”

“To hell with studying! Let's finish watching this critical plot development first, it's a crisis moment!”

In the dorm room, a group of students ate from their takeout boxes, tensely following the live text and image broadcast. This wasn't a pre-recorded movie or a scripted exercise; it was a live stream, and the future depended on the players within.

Gradually, as the system operator's camera shifted, she and Luo Caiwei, forming a two-person team, continuously searched through dense, bubble-like masses of crimson flesh. They eventually found Bai Xiaosheng and Emperor Messiah, hidden in the shadows, engaged in a conversation.

Instantly, the second major reversal began. During their conversation, a sudden realization dawned on everyone; it was a moment of profound enlightenment!

So, this was the truth? It seemed Bai Xiaosheng was strategizing against Lin Hongfeng, but that was merely a facade. The one truly engaging Bai Xiaosheng in a battle of wits and courage, behind the scenes, was Emperor Messiah, who had been quietly standing by?

As the plot progressed and more text and images were broadcast, they finally understood everything.

“Yes, now that I think about it, how could Bai Xiaosheng, being so cunning, not have prepared for Emperor Messiah? No wonder Emperor Messiah chose not to act,” someone quickly commented.

“Indeed, not making a move meant seeing through the opponent's plan. That requires great wisdom!”

Countless people commented, believing it to be a psychological game. But more felt an exclamatory thought rise within them, “Holy cow! Now that I think about it, that’s exactly right!” They then quickly claimed they had seen through it all along.

“This is the charm of authentic deduction. In fact, there were already various clues pointing in the same direction: 1. Messiah didn’t act. 2. Messiah, like Medusa, has immortal blood. 3. There must be a way to deal with Medusa… We just didn’t guess it before, but now, it’s an instant epiphany.”

A think tank member, clearly a fan of mystery, spoke up. He often watched works like *The Devotion of Suspect X*. The charm of such authentic deduction lies in the hidden clues—it’s a challenge from the author to the reader, where a clever reader can deduce the entire truth.

Some even chimed in with hindsight:

“Brothers, look at the previous screenshots; it’s obvious now. Bai Xiaosheng seemed to be talking to Lin Hongfeng, but his eyes occasionally drifted towards Messiah… And Messiah remained calm and composed, clearly confident in his plans! (Mind blown.jpg)”

“So cool! Standing there, controlling the whole situation—what a boss!”

“In Western legends, ‘Messiah’ means savior.”

After their initial confusion, everyone was excited. This was the second major comeback from a desperate situation, shattering a plot to dominate the Three Realms. The battle of wits was utterly spectacular, making some wonder if this was the true wisdom of the ancient beings in the Three Realms. It was terrifying, a thrilling and bizarre psychological game. Medusa, Bai Xiaosheng, Messiah—if made into a movie, it could potentially become the best mystery-suspense film of the year, grossing countless box office returns. And Emperor Messiah instantly gained many fans, turning casual observers into dedicated followers.

Screenshots. Screenshots. The subsequent scenes held no surprises. After their battle of wits, the two finally met head-on, and a direct confrontation instantly erupted.

“They both went full muscle form, turning into monsters! Is this the ‘lovers who kill each other’ trope, fighting tooth and nail? (Picks nose)”

“Couple of the Year! Bai Xiaosheng and Messiah, two great strategists plotting against each other—I’m in love! (Sweetheart)”

“As a fujoshi, I’m drooling! Someone draw some fan art! (Happy)”

Immortal wine, divine fruits, delicious delicacies. At a side table at the Peach Blossom Gala, Xu Zhi sat somewhat bewildered.

“Are you trying to make me laugh myself to death so you can inherit the Creator God’s chair I left at the entrance?”

It wasn't just them indulging in the drama and exclaiming about the excitement from behind their computer screens; he, too, was watching the drama unfold and listening to their shouts from behind his screen.

“They’re all quite talented.” Xu Zhi sat in his chair, speechless.

Hela, beside him, seemed to notice something. She looked at the performance on stage, where countless exquisite fairies danced, seemingly to the popular song 'Gokuraku Jodo'. “Aren’t they beautiful? These are the most beautiful beings in the Three Realms—Chang’e with the Seven Fairies, dancing a piece choreographed by the Mother Earth Empress. Don’t you find it captivating?”

Xu Zhi merely glanced, “Mediocre.” He looked down again. After all, what's more entertaining than watching clowns, compared to beautiful women dancing?

Hela looked at the beautiful figures on stage, then at Emperor Messiah, who remained bowed in meditation. Her eyes grew even more admiring; he was constantly cultivating, never relaxing.

Mu Yuling’s eyes lit up, and she said, “Yes, those women are so fussy and not beautiful at all. When we go back, my sisters and I will dance for you and show you what true charm is.”

Online.

The continuously thrilling battle of wits had captivated everyone. The subsequent screenshots showed that after a brutal struggle, a deity’s arm descended from the heavens, buying time as Bai Xiaosheng’s conspiracy was utterly crushed. Everyone relaxed.

However, many were also concerned. Bai Xiaosheng was, after all, immortal; despite this failure, he would surely return. His cunning nature meant the future of the Three Realms would be highly unsettling.

Next, they saw Emperor Messiah return to the venue, as if nothing had happened, blending in among the many ordinary Celestial Emperors and chatting amiably with the people from the Martial God Palace. After all, this era, six hundred years later, was too distant; none of the newly appearing Celestial Emperors recognized Emperor Messiah.

Everyone immediately made a new discovery. He sought no fame or recognition, and no one knew he had just acted in secret; only the members of the Martial God Palace were aware. This character’s persona was incredibly charming; they absolutely loved it!

“Holy cow! This isn’t right! A hero shouldn’t remain unknown!” someone immediately exclaimed, feeling it was unfair, their protective instincts flaring up.

“But he’s modest; that’s just his calm nature. Otherwise, why would he be called the Emperor Monarch of Wine and Gardens? His name suggests a relaxed individual who doesn’t seek fame or fortune. And looking at his past deeds, after ruling the world back then, he disappeared to wander the lands—the ultimate laid-back wanderer!”

“No way! I can’t stand it. I pity his misfortune and hate his lack of ambition! Brothers, let’s help him show off!”

“Yes, yes, how about a classic show-off-and-slap-the-face plot?”

“How do we do that?”

“Well… Emperor Messiah was just standing by, not acting, right? In traditional web novels, at this point, some Celestial Emperors would come and mock him for being cowardly and incompetent, just sitting on the sidelines… Then, those powerful figures like Emperor Lei and Long Wuming, sitting in high places, should step in, visit him, converse as equals, and respectfully call him 'Senior Messiah,' noting it’s been six hundred years since they last met!”

The person continued excitedly, “At this, everyone around would surely be astonished! They’d be stunned! ‘Senior’? Even the most ancient Great Emperors call him 'Senior'? Messiah? Could this be that ancient, mysterious Wizard Emperor? Everyone would think this, secretly shocked, as Messiah’s identity is revealed, publicly shaming the Emperor who mocked him. That's the first level of the grand showing-off technique!”

Everyone was startled. There’s a second level?

“Of course there is! True impact comes from waves of shock. Next, the Celestial Emperor who mocked him will surely remain unconvinced! He’ll say that even the ancient Emperor Messiah is a coward… Everyone around will think this and secretly disdain him, influencing public opinion. At this point, Emperor Lei and others can’t step in to retaliate! That wouldn’t be impressive enough! The impact wouldn’t be strong enough. A more senior, higher-status figure must appear: the host of the Peach Blossom Gala, the Mother Earth Empress herself, must personally descend and respectfully say: ‘Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your covert action just now, for your battle of wits and courage that repelled Bai Xiaosheng and saved the beings of the Three Realms!’”

This is the second level? Once those words fell, wouldn’t the entire Peach Blossom Gala fall silent enough to hear a pin drop?

Everyone gasped. This was ruthless! So ruthless! Two consecutive public shaming moments, each stronger than the last—the mental image was simply too perfect. They could barely imagine the expressions of shock on the faces of all the celestial giants at the Peach Blossom Gala…

“Holy crap, I want to see this! Then Emperor Messiah can officially debut as the center of attention! His strength no longer allows him to be low-key!”

“Me too! Brothers, let’s contact some players inside and help Emperor Messiah, who has been quietly sacrificing and hiding his identity, execute an epic ‘666’ show-off! He deserves the recognition!”

“Yes, in my opinion, since he didn’t act just now, it’s highly probable someone will come to question him! This plan can work! (Innocent little eyes.jpg)”

Xu Zhi: ???

He immediately drew a sharp breath. Are you guys insane? You truly are my thoughtful little cotton jackets! He felt 'excellent' wasn't enough to describe this group of troublemakers… They simply went wild with their ideas!

However, he suddenly froze. A Celestial Emperor from an ancient clan, appearing young and spirited, slowly approached him, his face calm. “Daoist brother, you did not act just now. May I ask why?”

Xu Zhi fell silent instantly. The questioning… had actually come.