Legend Management Bureau Chapter 307

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“Brother Yu, what should we do?” A Can asked from the side.

“This is indeed a bit of a dilemma…” Du Yu shook his head silently. “I need to come up with a way to ensure victory in both legends…”

Du Yu’s mind spun rapidly; the current situation was far too complicated.

According to the timeline of the legends, “Gonggong Angrily Headbutts Mount Buzhou” came first, followed by “Nüwa Repairs the Sky.” In theory, the fallout from the “Gonggong” legend would directly impact the “Nüwa” legend where Du Yu and the others were currently located.

However, according to the participants’ timeline, Du Yu was in the past, while Saint was in the future. Therefore, whatever happened to Du Yu and his group would simultaneously reflect upon Saint and his team.

Du Yu lapsed into silence once more. He lowered his head and half-closed his eyes. Based on the current circumstances, it would either be a total victory for both sides or a mutual defeat.

If Yinglong died, Du Yu’s group would lose the battle, which meant he would never become Saint. In other words, the future Saint and the Seven Holy Heroes would vanish entirely.

Conversely, if Saint suffered defeat, those monks would effortlessly slaughter the Yan Emperor and the others, and perhaps Du Yu would fade from existence as well.

“Neither side can afford to lose…” Du Yu muttered to himself. “But how can I guarantee that both sides win this battle?”

Everyone knew that whenever Du Yu entered this state, the situation was incredibly dire.

They all stayed quiet, giving him the space to think. Across the entirety of Dragon Ancestor Island, the only sounds echoing in the air were the distant clashes between Yinglong and the monks.

One minute passed…

Ten minutes passed…

Fine beads of sweat began to form on Du Yu’s forehead.

He formulated one countermeasure after another, only to personally reject every single one of them.

None of those strategies could guarantee a hundred percent chance of winning this battle.

“Du Yu! Are you done yet?!” Xiao Qi’s voice rang out, laced with anxiety. “It looks like Sister Qianqiu can’t hold on much longer!”

Du Yu slowly opened his eyes, revealing nothing but pure despair.

“No good, I can’t solve this puzzle.” Du Yu shook his head bleakly. “I have no idea what we should do on our end, let alone what Saint should do on his.”

In everyone’s memory, this was the first time they had ever heard Du Yu admit he was out of options. In the past, they had always staked all their hopes on his brilliant ideas, but now, his mind was completely blank.

“Senior Du Yu…” Shiranui Asuka gently patted his shoulder. “Don’t put too much pressure on yourself… This isn’t a burden you have to bear alone…”

“She’s right… Brother Yu…” A Can agreed. “Worst comes to worst, we’ll just fight those monks to the death.”

“Exactly!” Xie Yujiao and Xiao Nian nodded in unison. “There’s no way we’ll surrender this easily.”

Even though they all brushed it off verbally, Du Yu knew that brute force was a massive stretch.

Saint’s side had several times the manpower and combat strength of Du Yu’s group, yet they were still losing to the enemy. It went without saying that Du Yu’s squad of merely eight people stood no chance.

“Du Yu… pull yourself together!” Xiao Qi’s voice slowly echoed within Du Yu’s mind.

“Xiao Qi… don’t try to comfort me. I really can’t think of a single strategy…”

Xiao Qi paused in confusion, then replied, “Du Yu, what are you talking about? I didn’t say anything.”

“Huh?” Du Yu lifted his head slightly. “You didn’t say anything?”

He had clearly heard Xiao Qi’s voice just a moment ago. Was he hallucinating?

“Du Yu, don’t give up.” The voice in his mind spoke again. “If you give up here, a lot of people will die!”

Du Yu double-checked that timid voice. It was definitely Xiao Qi!

“Could it be…” Du Yu narrowed his eyes and asked, “Are you… Saint’s Voice Transmitter?!”

“That’s right, it’s me.” Xiao Qi’s voice continued, “I am speaking to you from another timeline. I can see your feed on my screen.”

Everything instantly clicked for Du Yu.

Saint did indeed have a Voice Transmitter who had never shown their face. It turned out that person was Xiao Qi all along.

“Xiao Qi, they told me that all the future Immortal Beings are dead… why are you fine?” Du Yu asked.

“It’s a long story…” Xiao Qi whispered. “I am a Seven-Lived Cat, I won’t die that easily…”

“A Seven-Lived Cat?!” It was Du Yu’s first time hearing this, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit astonished. “You hid that pretty well, you little girl…”

“Actually, I was already killed once by the Bureau Chief… by He Suoyi. I didn’t want to expose my trump card, so I didn’t tell anyone,” Xiao Qi explained. “The absolute rule of survival for us Seven-Lived Cats is to never reveal our true identity.”

“Then why are you exposing it now?” Du Yu asked, somewhat baffled. “Given your personality, shouldn’t you hide it as long as possible?”

“Because the situation is too critical! You have to resolve everything there immediately and return to the Legend Management Bureau!” Xiao Qi urged, breaking character in her panic. “He is coming!”

“Who exactly is ‘he’?” Du Yu demanded. “Who in the world am I even fighting against?”

“It’s Mahakala!” Xiao Qi screamed. “It’s He Suoyi! It’s Subhuti! It’s the Western World of Ultimate Darkness! It’s the Eighteen Arhat Venerables!!”

“Mother of…” Du Yu instantly furrowed his brows. “When did I offend so many people? Aside from He Suoyi, I don’t even recognize any of them!”

“The black monks you are fighting are two hundred and fifty of the Five Hundred Arhats of the Western Paradise. Although they aren’t true Golden Body Arhats, they possess power on par with them,” Xiao Qi explained in a rapid rush. “They are all manifestations of the sliver of evil intention that the Golden Body Arhats cast aside when achieving enlightenment! Because they are even more sinister and wicked than the Golden Body Arhats, in some ways, they are much harder to deal with…”

“I’m getting a bit confused here…” Du Yu interjected. “Are you saying that each of these black monks corresponds to one of the Arhats beside the Buddha?”

“Exactly,” Xiao Qi replied. “You’re smart, so you should have figured it out… Aside from these Arhats, even Mahavairocana Tathagata has his own dark counterpart! And that is Mahakala!”

“Mother of god… the Great Black Tathagata?” Du Yu was stunned for a moment, then asked, “I still don’t quite get it… Then what is He Suoyi’s connection to them?”

“He Suoyi corresponds to the number one disciple of Shakyamuni Buddha—Subhuti!”

Du Yu’s jaw dropped in shock as everything finally began to make sense. He muttered to himself, “Now I really admire Lady Houtu for managing to repel him back then…”

“Lady Houtu is at the Heavenly Venerable level, and combined with two Almighty Cultivators like Nezha and Yang Jian, they only managed to sever one of He Suoyi’s legs. But things won’t be so optimistic next time!” Xiao Qi said frantically. “In five days, the entire Extremely Dark World will move out in full force. When that time comes, your enemies will include Mahakala, the eighteen dark Arhat Venerables, Shakyamuni’s Ten Great Disciples, the five hundred dark Arhats, and tens of thousands of ultimate darkness believers!”

“W-what did you just say?!”