697 Its Settled Then (1/2)
You could be bestowed with a miracle without having to pay a huge price.
You need not spend a lifetime saving money to buy a house in midtown Avalon. You only needed to pay a negligible price to rent a new house for your use.
As long as you bowed and pledged your loyalty, you could obtain power...
It was foreseeable that once word spread throughout the world, Ye Qingxuan would become the common enemy of all the musicians in the world, the number one heretic in the world.
Simply no joke could be funnier.
The Grand Inquisitor of the Religious Court of Inquiry had become the biggest heretic...
It could almost be predicted that after the next ten years, musicians would be totally overflowing, and their status would fall from that resembling demigods at the moment
to the point of being like civil servants.
Anyone could have power.
As long as Ye Qingxuan was willing to give them power...
Ye Qingxuan who had grasped such authority would totally become their master, their leader, their... god!
After realizing it, the expressions of the four household heads of the Deva bloodline, who were initially grieving over the lose of the legacy of House Ye which had been passed down for millenniums, changed as well. Looking at the crystal Rubik's Cube hanging high behind Ye Qingxuan, their fingers could not help but twitch slightly. They exchanged a look and their gazes changed.
The situation continued until Bai Heng, on the warship in the distance, withdrew his gaze.
”The less trouble the better.” With an odd smile, he said softly, ”Our goal has been reached, we need not be involved too deeply, as for the rest... just let our Holy See worry about it.”
The projection of the Great Wall dissipated. In the grand melody of Yun Men Da Juan, the four household heads took the fragment of the Wheel of Balance and left in an instant.
In the sky, only the silent King of Red was left.
He looked down at Ye Qingxuan for a long time.
Ye Qingxuan also looked up at him.
”Why must you do so?” His voice was cold. ”Ye Qingxuan, from the beginning to the end, I have never ill-treated you.”
”But you have connived in it, didn't you?” Ye Qingxuan asked softly. ”The bad, the ugly, the unsightly, the rotten, the collapsed, they are all the results of other people acting on their own, and have nothing to do with you, because all you have done was just remaining silent.
”You do want to make the world a better place, but you were blinded, manipulated, and could do nothing — So, the world has descended into the f*cking state it is today, in your hands.”
”You are no longer a child, Ye Qingxuan.” The King of Red opened his mouth, and his voice sounded like dozens of hoarse voices overlapping. ”Don't live in a fantasy. In order to maintain the world, necessary sacrifices are indispensable.
”Humans have paid a huge price to make up for the mistakes of the past, allowing the era of humans to survive and continue. We cannot let humanity destroy itself again. ”
”Isn't it the outcome that humans deserve?” Ye Qingxuan asked back coldly. ”Let human beings judge themselves. If the outcome is destruction, then destruction it shall be. Why should they linger on with their last breath like what they are doing now?
”Let the things that deserve to die die. Remaining in the world in such an abhorrent manner does no one any good. Why bother to keep the world in an iron cage on a stroller? ”
So, the King of Red asked solemnly, ”— So, Ye Qingxuan, are you going to be our enemy?”
”If you want to stop me, then I will be your enemy.” Ye Qingxuan looked at him, his expression indifferent. ”I will change the world completely, starting from the musicians, from this point onwards, from now onwards. Your Holiness, a new era will arrive, such is the vow I made to the Originator!”
He paused and declared solemnly, ”Let what belongs to human beings return to human beings, and let what belongs to the Originator return to the Originator!”
A rumbling thunder abruptly burst forth, tearing the silence apart and also making the face of the King of Red turn colder.
”Very good, Ye Qingxuan.” He withdrew his gaze. ”From now on, the Holy City is your enemy.”
Seemingly not wanting to stay for too long, he took the fragment of the Wheel of Balance with him and left in displeasure. Meanwhile, a long sigh sounded from the wind tunnel in the distance, and the power of the King of Blue disappeared.
The sea and the skies fell into a silence.
Except for a guy who failed to see the gravity of the situation applauding in excitement.
”It is great, my junior.” Charles went over to him, not at all shy, draping an arm around his shoulder. ”You were just too stylish just now, for real! As your senior, I support you!”
As if he did not see Charles at all. Ye Qingxuan lifted his head and looked at Paganini not far away.
”Paganini, first of all, congratulations on finding a good organization to accept you after leaving the abyss.” He said unceremoniously, ”Now, can you please go to wherever you are supposed to be, and give us some time to catch up with each other?”
Paganini didn't care about Ye Qingxuan's scornful tone at all. He just smiled and glanced at Charles beside Ye Qingxuan. Then, his figure turned into a stream of light and flew toward the Caucasus.
The world returned to silence.
Ye Qingxuan looked up, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled. He turned back and looked at Charles, smiling. ”Do you have any cigarettes?”
”Eh? Yes, I brought a packet along, hang on...” Charles looked down and fished around in his pockets, but then he saw the shadow of Ye Qingxuan in front of him move, as if he had lifted something. Then, it was abruptly slammed down.
Bang!
I'll whack your damn head off!
An expressionless Ye Qingxuan lifted the big stick formed with Firebird in his hand and smashed it towards Charles' goddamn head, one blow after another. The sound of bones breaking rang out continuously.
It wasn't until Charles' breathing turned weak that he stopped. Charles, with his head broken and bleeding profusely, lifted his head and looked at Ye Qingxuan with an ingratiating look. ”Junior, can we chat properly now?”
Ye Qingxuan sized the big stick covered in blood up, and frowned slightly. Soon, sharp spikes bulged out of the smooth big stick. Then, he continued whacking once more.
In the end, after Charles was battered to a pulp, he finally stopped.