Qinglong held Heavenly-Pig’s blood-drenched human head in his hand and slowly placed it on the tabletop.

He took out a handkerchief from his chest and then wiped the crimson blood on his hands.

“Everyone, I accidentally went a bit heavy,” Qinglong said. “But this was unavoidable. I also hope everyone will sound the alarm and stop trying to be clever.”

No one in the room dared to respond. They only stared at Heavenly-Pig’s eyes that refused to close in death.

The “Heavenly Level” had begun to have casualties. The situation here had truly changed.

“Heavenly-Dog,” Qinglong turned his head to look at the fat man.

“I, I’m here…”

“Just now during this time… did anyone below mention the two words ‘Heavenly-Dragon’?” Qinglong asked.

Heavenly-Dog recalled for a moment and slowly shook his head. “No.”

“No…?” Qinglong narrowed his eyes and said, “I advise you to think clearly before speaking. Although I was busy taking action just now, perhaps I also heard something.”

A flash of panic crossed Heavenly-Dog’s expression. He once again very carefully recalled all the sounds he had just heard, and finally still said, “I really didn’t hear the two words ‘Heavenly-Dragon’…”

Simultaneously monitoring all the sounds of the “Land of the End” was naturally not an easy task for Heavenly-Dog. Tens of thousands of people would often start talking at the same moment. Heavenly-Dog only felt as if thunderclaps were exploding in his ears.

So he could only selectively monitor some important words, or follow Qinglong’s orders to monitor certain important people.

But whether it was important words or important people, no one had mentioned “Heavenly-Dragon.”

“Why are you so panicked…?” Qinglong smiled. “I was just asking casually. Actually, I was focused on dealing with Heavenly-Pig just now and didn’t hear anything.”

This was the consequence of resisting Qinglong. If he wanted to stay alive, he could only act according to Qinglong’s instructions as much as possible.

“Everyone, from now on, except for Heavenly-Dog, no one’s ‘Immortal Technique’ may operate,” Qinglong said. “Losing a partner I’ve worked with for decades makes me very pained, so I hope you will conduct yourselves properly and stop seeking death.”

After speaking, he dragged over a chair and sat down again, propping his cheek and quietly watching everyone. The atmosphere in the room was extremely oppressive.

Although no one spoke, everyone knew in their hearts.

Where was there any “decades of working relationship,” where was there any “misunderstanding”? To Qinglong, Heavenly-Pig’s death was no different from casually crushing an insect.

But at this moment, among the remaining nine “Heavenly Level” members, two or three people stared at Heavenly-Pig with equally cold eyes.

They looked more like “gods” who had abandoned the seven emotions and six desires.

The wrinkled-faced Heavenly-Mouse not only showed a bland expression, but after a few seconds even revealed a cunning smile.

“That…” He broke the silence.

“Speak,” Qinglong said.

“Now that Heavenly-Pig is gone… can we let newcomers ‘advance’?” Heavenly-Mouse asked.

“‘Advance’…?” Qinglong slowly grinned. “If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten this rule.”

“Ah…” Heavenly-Mouse didn’t know if he had said the wrong thing. After laughing apologetically, he said, “Right now many Earth-level members are finding it difficult to advance, and their work enthusiasm has already declined… If we tell them that the ‘Pig’ position can be advanced to, quite a few people should work even harder.”

“That will only produce a group of hardworking ‘Pigs,'” Qinglong smiled. “What about the other ‘Zodiac’ positions?”

After hearing this, the wrinkles on Heavenly-Mouse’s face contracted. He felt as if he had really said the wrong thing.

“Are you saying we should also empty out a few of the other ‘Zodiac’ positions… this way our ‘Peach Blossom Spring’ can be full of vitality,” Qinglong said. “Anyway, there’s very little for ‘Heavenly-Level Zodiac’ members to do. It’s much easier than being an ‘Earth-Level Zodiac.'”

“This… this…” Heavenly-Mouse blinked. “This won’t do… Although I have little work, I can also help you manage some ‘Earth-level’ members.”

After hearing this, Qinglong lowered his head and looked at the many remote controls hanging from his waist. “Just with this?”

“Yes…” Heavenly-Mouse nodded. “We’re all ‘Zodiac’ members… but only the people under me will tremble when they see me. Doesn’t this prove my management ability?”

“They’ll tremble the same way when they see me,” Qinglong said. “Does that mean we’re about the same now?”

“No, no, no…” Heavenly-Mouse quickly shook his head after hearing this. “How could that be? I’m just following in your footsteps…”

Qinglong grinned and then slowly stood up, saying to everyone, “You’ve also noticed that the so-called ‘Heavenly Level’ actually has no use. Anyone who can reach ‘Earth Level’ can replace you.”

His gaze swept over Heavenly-Ox. “A group of ‘ants’ who can’t speak—could it be that in such a vast ‘Peach Blossom Spring,’ only you can manage them?”

After speaking, he looked at Heavenly-Dog again. “The sounds of the entire ‘Peach Blossom Spring’—can only you hear them?”

“Heavenly-Snake, how many years has it been since your so-called ‘scientific research’ produced new results?”

“Heavenly-Monkey, Heavenly-Rooster, people who can become ‘Yin-Yang Unity’ are a dime a dozen. After decades, only you two still haven’t succeeded.”

“Heavenly-Horse, Heavenly-Tiger, I often see people who dream, but there aren’t many people who are willing to dream while awake. The grandmother and grandson beside you—are they really your own relatives?”

Finally, he turned his head to look at Heavenly-Rabbit and said indifferently, “For someone who won’t wake up at all, I have no need to comment.”

These consecutive sentences left everyone speechless.

“The current ‘Earth-level’ members have undergone far more tempering than you,” Qinglong said. “Randomly selecting any one of them could do better than you. The reason Heavenly-Dragon and I have shown great mercy in letting you stay here and sit in these chairs is precisely because we remember old feelings.”

Although Qinglong spoke of “remembering old feelings,” anyone could hear that his meaning was that all the “Heavenly Level” members could be replaced.

“But now you’ve all developed rebellious hearts, one after another. What’s going on here?” Qinglong said. “I just wanted you to sit here quietly for one night, yet someone stood up to fight me to the death. I’m very disappointed. I hope you will conduct yourselves properly.”

Seeing that his words had the desired effect, Qinglong casually threw the handkerchief he had used to wipe the bloodstains onto the floor, then came to the other side of the room. With his eyes closed, he passed through the tightly locked door.

A verdant green tree appeared in Qinglong’s field of vision. Qinglong walked over with slight joy to look at the fruit on the tree, and then his expression became extremely complex.

Directly ahead, up several steps, there was a massive throne. On it, Heavenly-Dragon was sleeping with his cheek propped up.

“What a beautiful dream…” Qinglong grinned. “Heavenly-Dragon… our entangled life should also come to an end.”

Heavenly-Dragon’s breathing was deep, but his eyebrows moved slightly.