Three Years of Preparation for War

Everyone sighed.

Then they scattered and left.

"What are you planning to do next?"

After everyone had left, Meng Po glanced at Lu Qing and asked.

Lu Qing shook his head. "Go back to Ghost Gate Pass."

"You dare go back?"

"I understand Wang Ye fairly well. He isn't particularly broad-minded, and he doesn't think much about the bigger picture. His heart can only hold his own little family—the human race."

"Although we're rebuilding the Reincarnation Path this time, he'll ultimately still have some resentment. After all, too many humans died this time."

"If we had acted, far fewer people would have died."

"Most importantly, there's Ksitigarbha. You understand what I mean."

Meng Po's expression gradually turned serious.

Lu Qing nodded. "I understand."

"But as I said before, everyone will die. Me included. Him included."

"Save one person, or save tens of thousands? That is a question that can never be perfectly answered."

"I have no way to think about it emotionally."

"As for Ksitigarbha..."

Even Lu Qing fell silent at that point. In the end, he sighed. "I'll go talk to him. I hope I can come back alive."

"If I die, everything concerning the underworld will be under your control from then on."

"The Five Emperors of the Underworld are powerful, but lacking in strategy. They can easily suffer losses, so you'll have to put in more effort."

"No matter what, it was my decision for the underworld to abandon aiding the Heaven Group this time and choose to rebuild the underworld. If that creates a rift between Wang Ye and the underworld, it won't benefit the bigger picture."

"If my death makes him feel better, then I think it's worth it."

Lu Qing was not joking at all. He spoke with complete solemnity.

He had considered one