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The square was filled with cheering animals.

The details of this new main storyline were obviously well thought out.

Right at the beginning, there was such a meticulous design, recycling some previous foreshadowing, like Jian Xin facing the Saint to enter the Secret Realm....

This made them look forward to the difficulty design of the subsequent levels.

Let's see what new tricks the planners have come up with.

In the manager's room.

Jiucai Rong continued to converse with Xi Rong's team on the opposite side, feeling speechless as he watched the goofy players peering nervously through the window.

Thankfully, we have the advanced one-way external soundproofing array, otherwise, we would have heard the whispers outside.

Otherwise.

The mysterious persona we just established would have collapsed immediately.

"You do have some talent," Xinyi Baisan sighed.

"Indeed, we guessed the first half."

Doukou Hong said, "But the Saint not letting those geniuses into the Emperor's Tomb, just this point was quickly deduced; they will be brought out by the old Saint in the upcoming new Capital City, appearing quite stunning."

The Saint's plan is absolutely secret.

These families also don't know the Saint's specific plot and are unaware of the truth about the Saint sending batch after batch of geniuses into the .

Now with the other party's analysis, it is indeed impressive.

Of course, their family team isn't incapable of this analysis, it just takes time.

After all.

The Capital Rules were posted not long ago.

Perhaps over there, our own team just figured it out but hasn't had a chance to say it yet.

Or perhaps life has been too good for too long.

Their think tank has become insensitive.

Far inferior to those combat-oriented, aspiring young forces nurturing think tank analysis groups.

If this is truly the case, one must return to warn and reprimand our family's think tank.

Think tanks are the easiest positions to muddle through in all the Holy Lands and families.

Because their industries are basically solidified, under normal circumstances, a think tank is merely a sinecure; many secretly place their children, descendants, inside to enjoy benefits.

It's almost a welfare job.

The assessments within allow much flexibility; the level of "intelligence" is inherently a very mysterious thing.

Unlike professions like blacksmith's tests which would expose cheating right away.

Xinyi Baisan felt a tinge of anger within and thought, "Previously, in Xinyi Continent City, there were so much darkness and filth, a batch of decay was exposed; now in Continent City, there may still be a bunch of pests, think tank..."

You might say it's because the Capital's rules were just announced, which is why our continent wasn't so quick.

Our think tank has just figured it out now as well.

Even so, to be slower by ten or so minutes compared to a Divine Craftsman's force, do we still have face?

They are Great Noble Families at the Nine-State King level, after all.

Only a mere hundred thousand years have passed, yet the reaction time is genuinely sluggish and no longer sharp!

Perhaps it's the Saint suppressing the world; after they founded the nation, these families' descendants have swelled.

Because the Saint's broad arms have shielded them from the storms, they haven't worried about any crisis for over a hundred thousand years.

Doukou Hong, Xinyi Baisan, two Royal Families, felt a bit embarrassed at this instant.

Lan Zhou detected their helplessness, but it didn't concern him. With a cheerful compliment, he said, "The Capital Rules were just published, and you have already deciphered the Saint's hidden hints, very impressive."

"However, I fear many other families will soon figure out that this was the Saint's way of indicating to us that he has already left behind a considerable number of sleepers in this dead Capital City."

He said this with a look of wonder, "And the sleepers come from our major families. The Saint has already built the stage for us in secret, and now it's up to us to exert our efforts in the new Capital City."

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For instance, Jian Xin, a prodigy nurtured by the Xinyi Family.

Jian Xin enters the Imperial Mausoleum ahead of time, placed within the Capital City; how the Xinyi Family supports him to gain a foothold in the new Court, infiltrating the new dynasty, depends on the Xinyi Family's abilities!

This is a reshuffle.

Each family's prodigies and disciples has someone planted.

This Saint is too wicked, openly afflicting the next-generation Court, helping the various factions and Holy Lands to plant all sorts of factions, corrupting the Court and poisoning it.

Jiucai Rong chuckled softly, thinking, "When the new old Saint emerges, he will probably be speechless, with the heavens crashing at the start, and half of his Court flooded with spies, it's practically another distillery with a house full of internal leaks."

The Saint is formidable indeed!!

Even after death, he built a stage for them.

However, these people have been comfortable for too long; some have already become dull and need to be honed again to regain their sharpness.

At this time, Xinyi Baisan also came to his senses and said with a smile, "Every force in this world has been laying positions inside early, whereas those evil cults... unable to plant their sleepers and conceal their identities inside, aren't they innately disadvantaged?"

Doukou Hong also said, "Hmph, they won't catch the ship of the new era, unable to infiltrate the new Court, they might be wiped out after this wave."

The crowd was delighted.

Evil cults, Demon Sect, these guys are too insidious.

They have a long history and are skilled at hiding and evading, so they can't be completely eradicated, with many dating back several dynasties.

Now there's an opportunity to wipe them out completely!

One can only say the Saint Jiu Shui laid a great groundwork for them, taking the opportunity to clean and suppress those Demon Sects and evil cults.

Xinyi Baisan chuckled, "The No-Life Sect... previously leading a call for the Demon Sects across the states to join forces and attack us at Xinyi Continent City, this time the No-Life Sect can't infiltrate inside, they are probably in trouble."

Xinyi Baisan thought the No-Life Sect was doomed.

However, this statement, falling into the eyes of the peeping blacksmiths at the windows and doors in the manager's room, was met with a wave of disdainful glances.

They immediately felt anger rise in their hearts:

"How dare you, vile thieves, insult our No-Life Sect!"

"Our No-Life Sect has long infiltrated, alright."

"And the sleeper level is the highest kind."

"Exactly, and it's our Mother of Non-Life herself, who infiltrated and became the princess of the new Capital City, who in this world could have expected that?"

"Their sleepers may infiltrate the natives, their identities still can be uncovered, but as for our Mother of Non-Life? Being buried alongside that Saint in the Imperial Mausoleum, infiltrated tens of thousands of years ago, how could she be found?"

"Hmph, we've calculated the Saint Jiu Shui's methods tens of thousands of years ago and made our arrangements."

"666, we're indeed awesome, leading the version by tens of thousands of years."

"Hmph, nothing beats No-Life!"

"Kekeke, merciful and compassionate Mother of Non-Life!"

...

They shouted loudly, full of dramatic flair.

The newly joined newbie blacksmiths also looked shocked: do they play so thrillingly?

Couldn't help but shout along happily.

"Praise Mother of Non-Life."

"Praise Vice No-Life Sect Leader."

"What is attacking Xinyi Continent City? Our No-Life Sect is bound to assault the new Capital City again this time, assassinate the old Saint, patricide, in an attempt to make a name for themselves in the world."

The newbie blacksmiths also reacted.

Oh my, these people are too twisted.

They are probably planning to do evil deeds and pin the blame on the No-Life Sect.