Berserk God of War

How will the Qianwang Holy Tower finally choose to treat me? Can they really arrange the affairs of the Fu Family as they claim?

Just as Fu Miaoling was lost in her thoughts... swoosh!

A figure suddenly landed in her room, naturally, it was the old woman You Yao from outside. She said coldly, "Don’t think your luck is so good. The Mountain Master has already said that a man from the You Family will come and punish you again."

As the words fell, Fu Miaoling’s gaze turned icy, yet she said nothing.

She believed that the Qianwang Black-clothed Envoy would certainly appear before her once more. The Qianwang Holy Tower would arrange her matters; it was only a matter of what kind of arrangements they’d offer.

And at this moment, You Yao flashed away again, heading back to the Holy Craftsman Mountain to report the night’s mishap.

Meanwhile, Sikong Jing was also led by the servants to the outside hall, and his expression was somewhat dazed like that of Fu Miaoling.

After listening to the Stringless Song all night, it felt like he grasped the True Intent of Space Folding, yet somehow, he still missed it...

Outside, the same people from last night were still there. Each of them had a peculiar expression upon seeing Sikong Jing, having all heard that the seventh-grade Battle Body genius with the last name Shen listened to a song all night.

Some were even ready to mock him on the spot, preparing to say some sarcastic words to Sikong Jing.

However, before they could speak... whoosh!

A spark of inspiration flashed rapidly through Sikong Jing’s mind. He suddenly thought of something, and then he quickly vanished, leaving the servants and all the guests in the hall stunned.

The servants, along with the experts of the Holy Craftsman Mountain, exclaimed, "Young Master Shen, what are you doing?"

When they came to their senses, they found Sikong Jing running back?

Could it be that he realized he forgot to do something last night and wants to complete it now?

Thinking of this, everyone hurriedly chased after him...

A few breaths later, they indeed saw Sikong Jing returning to Fu Miaoling’s room, and then they heard Sikong Jing say in a low voice, "Miss Fu, please play me another tune; one more should be enough."

At these words, Fu Miaoling, who was about to get dressed, froze, as did everyone who had chased after him.

You’ve listened all night and it’s still not enough?

"Damn, this seventh-grade Battle Body Young Master Shen must have a screw loose..."

The pursuers, experts from the Holy Craftsman Mountain, couldn’t help but inwardly curse while the leading middle-aged man rushed forward, saying, "Young Master Shen, your time with Fu Miaoling is over. Please leave immediately."

Just as he finished speaking... crash!

Suddenly, the outside guests also rushed in; such a spectacle was bound to draw their attention.

Even though this was the territory of the Holy Craftsman Mountain, they had to give it a try.

Heh, this black-clothed youth returned suddenly to find Fu Miaoling. Whatever he wanted to do, he would surely be punished by the Holy Craftsman Mountain.

Yet, Sikong Jing paid no mind. Now he only wanted to grasp the inspiration flickering through his mind. If he could seize it, he might just grasp the power of Space Folding.

Hence, he continued to stare at Fu Miaoling, saying, "Quick, please play me another stringless ethereal melody."

Fu Miaoling was utterly bewildered; what on earth is with this Qianwang’s Envoy?

Before she could decide whether to play, suddenly more people from the Holy Craftsman Mountain burst in, saying, "Seventh Elders, something’s happened."

The so-called Seventh Elders was none other than the leading Holy Craftsman Mountain expert trying to stop Sikong Jing.

The newcomer approached quickly and whispered a few words in the Seventh Elders’ ear.

In an instant, the Holy Craftsman Mountain’s Seventh Elders widened his eyes in shock, then suddenly glared at Sikong Jing...

Clang...

Suddenly, the Seventh Elders drew the sword from his hand, pointing it at Sikong Jing and shouting, "Who are you, to dare infiltrate my Holy Craftsman Mountain?"

At these words, everyone around was taken aback.

Thud, thud, thud...

At this moment, another man, escorted by others, ran in.

This man’s face was extremely pale. As soon as he entered the backyard, he shakily pointed at Sikong Jing, screaming, "It’s him... He’s the one who stole my Invitation Gold Token and knocked me out before throwing me into a corner."

He was, of course, the Tian Family expert near Fire Artisan City whom Sikong Jing had knocked out.

Before anyone could react, the Holy Craftsman Mountain’s Seventh Elders demanded heavily of Sikong Jing, "Speak up, who are you? You knocked out a member of the Tian Family and changed your surname to Shen, what are you trying to do?"

At these words, everyone, including Fu Miaoling, suddenly realized what had happened.

The next moment, someone immediately shouted, "So this seventh-grade Battle Body genius snuck in. No wonder no one has heard of some Shen Family; what audacity!"

The Fire Craftsman Mountain guests who came to the backyard all spoke out, yet none guessed who Sikong Jing truly was.

Meanwhile, the people of the Holy Craftsman Mountain surrounded Sikong Jing, pressing down upon him with terrifying True Qi.

But Sikong Jing remained unmoved...

He slowly glanced around, asking softly, "Could I listen to one more tune before we talk?"

At these words, everyone was astounded once more.

How obsessively fond of Fu Miaoling’s tune is this person?

Doesn’t he know he’s doomed? The Holy Craftsman Mountain is no benevolent place, and Shuibo Lake is not a sanctuary.

For someone who snuck in, death is inevitable, no second outcome is possible.

At this moment, the Seventh Elders’s face turned ashen, and he shouted to his men, "Take him down!"

No more words were necessary, detain him first and then interrogate.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, figures filled with mighty True Qi charged towards Sikong Jing.

The experts within the central island of Shuibo Lake at Holy Craftsman Mountain were not ordinary; led by the Seventh Elders, they were the elite of the Holy Craftsman Mountain, meant to impress the guests present!

To this, Sikong Jing only slightly opened his eyes, then extended his fingers to press back at the approaching figures.

In just a moment, all the Holy Craftsman Mountain experts were suspended mid-air by Sikong Jing, unable to advance a single step.

The entire scene left everyone in disbelief.

Sikong Jing, however, appeared as if he had done something trivial. He looked again at Fu Miaoling and gently asked, "Miss Fu, among the Emperor Martial Stage presences here, are there any who support the Overlord Commerce?"

Fu Miaoling hesitated for a moment, then softly replied, "No, not a single one. They all intend to pledge allegiance to the Qianwang Holy Tower."

She thought Sikong Jing, the Qianwang’s Envoy, intended to reveal his identity and kill whoever supported the Overlord Commerce. But she spoke the truth; there truly were none here who supported the Overlord Commerce.

She genuinely wanted to align with the more righteous Overlord Commerce, so she had the Fu Family women investigate in secret.

Even if anyone supported the Overlord Commerce, she wouldn’t expose them, nor let the Qianwang’s Envoy kill them.

Hearing this, Sikong Jing slowly turned to gaze at everyone.

Then, with a mocking smile, he addressed the crowd, "So it seems you truly won’t let me finish listening to a tune. Since none of you support the Overlord Commerce, you can all be killed."

At this moment, demonic intent surged from Sikong Jing.