A long peal of bells sounded outside.
It was Luofu's end-of-class bell. Its rhythm usually went, "Dong—dong-dong—dong—dong-dong."
Xu Yuan lay sprawled on his bed, listening quietly.
He had already won the Peerless Hero Battle.
He had also lowered the difficulty of the Path of the Blood Saint Competition by one level.
Only the final battle remained on the Path of the Blood Saint.
He had five Blank Historical Branches, too.
I can advance to the Golden Core Realm now.
But—
What use was any of it?
Supposedly, it would give him an edge in the ultra-Advanced-level Competition, Dark Crown.
But that felt like chasing mist and shadows.
Right now, it was like digging a tunnel deep underground in the dark. He could see nothing, knew nothing, and could only keep digging forward.
The Overseer's change in attitude is worth thinking about, too.
He had faced the Nine Old Gods alone and escaped their powers alive, while they had exhausted themselves and fallen into slumber—
That had moved the Overseer.
So the Overseer had personally stepped in to play as a Substitute Player in the match.
That was why everything had happened so quickly and smoothly.
His phone suddenly rang.
It was an unfamiliar number he recognized.
"Hello?"
Xu Yuan answered.
"Xu Yuan, I'm a fan. I wanted to ask: besides ramming people from behind when you race, can you do anything else?" An unfamiliar, disguised voice came through the receiver. Bai Yuanze.
"Well, I can play games, though I'm pretty average at them," Xu Yuan said casually.
"Games, huh? ...The powerful being guarding the pass is dying, brother," Bai Yuanze said.
The Boss is dying?
"...Isn't that a good thing?" Xu Yuan said.
"He's on our side. You've had your differences with him, but he is the Boss, after all,