I Have Some New Ideas... (Continued)

The man, dressed in a dark trench coat with a hood, concealed himself in the darkness and cautiously approached.

Upon approaching the farmhouse, he cautiously surveyed his surroundings, and only after confirming that no one was around did he dart inside like a mouse.

The surrounding weeds swayed, giving it a somewhat desolate appearance.

After a while, and confirming that there was nothing unusual around him, the man came out from behind the door again.

He paused for a few moments, then carefully approached the cellar door and slowly opened it...

Inside, a faint light flickered...

"You've arrived?"

As soon as the man entered, someone inside the cellar responded.

The man nodded, gave a barely audible "hmm," and then glanced around.

The cellar hadn't been cleaned in a long time, and a strange, rotten smell filled the air. In the corner, a dirty homeless man was huddled up, disheveled and emaciated.

Mosquitoes were swirling around my body.

These were homeless people who had been hiding in this place, but they were dealt with immediately after the group arrived.

"No one's following us, right?"

Inside the cellar, several people, also cloaked, asked questions with some unease.

No... I've already checked.

The man curled his lip in disdain, somewhat annoyed by the question, but considering the uneasy mood of everyone present, he didn't directly mock them, but calmly gave his answer.

Upon hearing this, everyone relaxed.

The man glanced around, quickly counted the number of people, and then frowned again.

"Seven people... one is missing?"

Is anyone else missing?

The group exchanged glances, and then one of them quickly stepped forward to answer.

"No, it's just... Number Three has already been captured."

"They've been caught?"

The man was taken aback, then his expression instantly turned serious.

The person who replied quickly added their own comment.

"But rest assured, I have confirmed that he had already ingested poison when he was captured, and he is confirmed dead."

"Is he dead? Are you sure?"

The man frowned, still harboring some doubt.

The man immediately spoke up.

"Yes, I'm sure."

"That's good."

Hearing the man's words, the man relaxed and observed his surroundings. Seeing that everyone in the cloak seemed somewhat dazed, he slowly spoke.

"I'm a little sad about Number Three's departure, but there's nothing I can do; sacrifice is inevitable."

"His death was worthwhile!"

"Once that supreme being descends, he will return to our side!"

The man spoke, and although his words sounded insane, everyone present clearly believed them, nodding and regaining some of their composure.

The man continued to ask questions.

"You all know why I'm calling this meeting, right?"

"Um."

Everyone nodded again.

"Recently, there have been many more spies within Hundred Stoves... According to intelligence, some people within Hundred Stoves have already discovered our operations... The reason I'm holding this meeting is to ask everyone what your plans are for next."

"This..."

The group hesitated, looking at each other with some confusion.

Even if they don't know what a man is saying, they can sense it.

But... even knowing this, they were completely at a disadvantage due to their lack of experience in confronting such a massive organization.

The man knew this too... which was the purpose of his meeting.

After a moment of silence, someone gave their answer, their voice trembling slightly.

"I suggest... we take a break? The people from Hundred Stoves have been too harsh in their arrests lately, I'm worried..."

His voice sounded somewhat immature, but it resonated with many people.

Although the man's words about everyone being resurrected after everything was completed were quite astonishing, there were clearly not many of those completely fanatical believers among those present.

They still carried a degree of worry and unease.

The man noticed this as well. Seeing that everyone was having second thoughts, he frowned and immediately spoke up, rejecting the plan that would affect morale.

"We have now arrived at Hundred Stoves and reached the final step of the plan... A full half month has passed since the last ceremony, and we must hurry to complete the final ceremony... If we are delayed for too long and the ceremony cannot be completed, then all our sacrifices will have been in vain."

As the man spoke, his gaze swept over the crowd.

But... clearly, such words alone are hardly enough to motivate everyone.

At this point, it's necessary to make grand promises.

"All we need to do is find the body of that legendary ancient Great Beast, set up the ritual, and that being can use its body to return to this world!"

"And we, too, will receive unparalleled blessings!"

The man whispered, his gaze sweeping around.

"Really... is it okay?"

The man hadn't finished speaking when someone else in the room raised a question.

They have actually lost a lot of people recently.

It's simply that for someone as high-ranking as Number Three, this is only the first time they've suffered a loss.

Their smooth journey gave them a sense of pride, but it was precisely this pride that made them exceptionally fragile and vulnerable when they encountered a truly formidable opponent.

"Sure!"

This is exactly the problem that men have been waiting for.

He nodded without hesitation and then extended his hand.

Everyone looked over.

Then his eyes widened even more.

At this very moment, the man's outstretched hands were strangely displaying two different states.

The man's left hand looked incredibly young, with clean skin and bulging muscles that made it appear exceptionally strong, while his right hand appeared extremely thin, with skin clinging to the bone, wrinkled and with an eerie brownish-black hue!

"This?!"

Everyone turned their heads, revealing a hint of fear.

But the man simply raised his healthy left hand and spoke slowly but firmly.

"This is the power that person gave me... I've never felt my heartbeat so strong, my body so young..."

"We will have infinite power, infinite life... Just let it descend, and when it gets bored, this world will be given to us!"

Do you still have doubts?

As the man spoke, his gaze swept over everyone present once again.

Seeing that everyone's expressions gradually calmed down, he nodded in satisfaction.

But at this moment, the person who had first raised the question spoke up again.

"But... I heard that some powerful figure has joined the campaign against us in Hundred Stoves. I'm worried..."

"Don't worry."

Hearing the other person's unease, the man frowned, but quickly regained his composure and continued speaking.

"I already knew about this... According to my informants, it's now confirmed that it was those Beast Fragments who joined in... They are powerful, but they are nowhere near as strong as us who have received the blessing!"

The man's words were met with unanimous approval; for some reason, they seemed to have complete confidence that their strength surpassed that of the Sui Family.

The man who had been raising questions fell silent at this point.

Seeing that he had finally brought the atmosphere back on track, the man continued speaking, steer the discussion back on track.

"I'm here to ask for your opinions on this matter..."

"Although we possess the immense power bestowed upon us by that being,... such power is insufficient to accomplish our ultimate goal."

"The Great Yan did have its glorious past, but in direct combat, it will be difficult for us to defeat them..."

We need a solution.

The man spoke, then sat down to the side, seemingly to gauge everyone's opinion.

After thinking for a while, the group of members nodded slightly.

"If that's the case... perhaps we can... approach it from other angles?"

"Um?"

"Aren't the people of Hundred Stoves watching us? If so, perhaps we can let those Shanhai Assembly people cause more trouble, and we can fish in troubled waters..."

Everyone spoke up and began offering their suggestions.

Initially, the plan was just to take advantage of the situation, but the more the discussion went on, the more extreme the situation became.

These people increasingly felt that ordinary matters might not affect the Great Yan, so they had to cause large-scale destruction in order to attract the Great Yan's attention.

In short...

To kill...

They're going to kill so many people!

All of this made the man who had been expressing opposition finally sigh.

"No, that won't work..."

"Um?"

His words were like a splash of hot oil on the snow; the crowd's initial excitement abruptly stopped, and they all turned to look at him with sharp eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"I said... your methods won't work!"

At this point, the man stopped pretending and immediately took off his cloak, his gaze sharp.

His distinctive attire immediately made everyone realize his identity.

The Candleholders?!

"This?!"

The group of cloaked figures all took several steps back, creating distance between themselves and their opponents.

At this moment, Zuo Le no longer hesitated.

He looked at everyone present with sharp eyes, and immediately drew his knife and pressed forward!

"Resolved?"

Just after Zuo Le finished dealing with all the enemies in the room, Maria, who was standing outside, calmly asked a question.

Nearby, a group of Candleholders draped in black cloaks went inside and began cleaning up the scene.

"Um."