Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

bang bang!

Two wooden swords spun through the air and landed at the feet of the two men.

Jiang Ye:?

He looked at Chen Muyi, who was standing beside the training ground, with a puzzled expression. The latter coughed lightly twice, covered his mouth, and announced:

"Today you will train your swordsmanship. Old Zhao's swordsmanship is on par with mine. You will learn a lot from him. In addition..."

Chen Muye looked at Jiang Ye, who had a calm expression, and said with a slightly embarrassed look, "You are not allowed to use the Forbidden Ruins."

Jiang Ye: "..."

The two picked up the wooden swords from the ground. Lin Qiye frowned and stared at Zhao Kongcheng. "Jiang Ye, I'll go first."

“Alright.” Jiang Ye took two steps back while holding the wooden sword, seeing that Lin Qiye was about to fake Zhao Kongcheng’s death to vent his anger.

Zhao Kongcheng frowned, stubbed out his cigarette, and walked to the center of the training ground with his knife in hand. His eyes flashed with a complicated expression as he said, "Come on, men will get used to each other as they fight."

Lin Qiye stomped his right foot so fast that only a blur could be seen as he swung his sword, creating a subtle gust of air.

Zhao Kongcheng leaned back, effortlessly and perfectly dodging the attack, the airflow ruffling the hair at his temples.

Then, he quickly reversed his grip on the wooden knife, and before Lin Qiye could react, the hilt struck him in the abdomen.

Lin Qiye was thrown five meters away, clutching his stomach and coughing.

Zhao Kongcheng rested his wooden sword on his shoulder and chuckled, "I won't hold back. This is out of respect for your lives. Now..."

He reached out his hand, turned it left and right for a moment, and finally only looked at Jiang Ye, "You come! No..."

"Or, you can all come at me together."

That's quite the show-off.

Jiang Ye had no choice but to nod at Lin Qiye, who then nodded and charged off again with irregular steps.

He then slowly walked towards Zhao Kongcheng.

clang!

Lin Qiye and Zhao Kongcheng's wooden swords clashed, then quickly separated, and they continued to search for a direction to attack.

Just as Lin Qiye told Zhao Kongcheng to turn around, Jiang Ye rushed over with lightning speed and swung his sword.

"He had some tactics, but it's a pity." Zhao Kongcheng flipped to his feet, dodging Lin Qiye's wooden sword, and then swung his sword at lightning speed to try and catch the wooden sword that Jiang Ye swung.

boom!

The moment the wooden swords clashed, Zhao Kongcheng felt a tremendous force surge into his hand, causing the hilt to fly out of his grasp and travel more than ten meters away.

Holy crap! That's some serious strength!

After Zhao Kongcheng's weapon was knocked away, he stood there dumbfounded, staring in disbelief at his trembling right hand.

Lin Qiye sheathed his sword, not finding it strange at all.

After all... Jiang Ye's record of instantly killing Chuan Jing at the Zhan realm is no joke.

Suddenly I feel that even the Divine Ruins isn't as strong as Jiang Ye's Forbidden Ruins!

Lin Qiye sighed.

Chen Muye nodded to the side, as if it were expected, "Alright, Lao Zhao, you continue to practice with Qi Ye and clear up the misunderstanding."

"Jiang Ye, go find Leng Xuan to practice shooting. You will all be training in these skills in the upcoming training camp, so let's get used to them in advance."

Jiang Ye responded, put the wooden sword into the weapon rack, and turned to walk away.

Zhao Kongcheng stared at Jiang Ye's retreating figure, stroking his beard. "Who's this kid? I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

“He’s Qi Ye’s childhood friend. He once killed a follower of the Ancient God Church in Chuanjing. Old Zhao, you didn’t lose out.” Chen Muye patted Zhao Kongcheng on the shoulder.

Instantly annihilating Chuanjing?

Zhao Kongcheng's eyes widened. "What's this kid's background, Captain?"

Chen Muye turned to look at Lin Qiye and said in a deep voice, "Like Lin Qiye, he has gazed into the eyes of the Seraphim, but... only Qiye became the Seraphim's divine agent."

"As for Jiang Ye, he should have obtained the Forbidden Ruins nine years ago."

Zhao Kongcheng instantly felt relieved. Others had been awakening their forbidden realms for nine years, while he had only been awakening for a few days. He was indeed no match for them.

"What about his eyes?"

"Xiao Nan has examined it. A divine power, possibly from a Seraphim, has eroded his eyeballs. His eyes may not be able to recover." Chen Muye shook his head.

"Based on preliminary assessment, it is possible that Jiang Ye was unable to withstand the Seraph's divine power."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kongcheng's mood became slightly heavy.

Lin Qiye, who was listening behind, also frowned, recalling what happened on the roof that night.

But the memory ended when gazing at the Seraph, and then...

In the end what happened?

……

In the afternoon, after finishing his training, Jiang Ye walked out of the office and sensed the twilight on the horizon. He could only imagine bringing color to the gray world.

He walked into a secluded corner, a blue-white aura emanating from his body, and vanished from the corner in an instant.

He didn't rush to find Li Yifei, but went home instead. He watched as his divine avatar manifested and entered the house, and his mother prepared a table of food. A smile appeared on his lips.

"Mom, I'll come back to be with you after I've finished treating my eyes!"

Jiang Ye stood in the corner, gazing at the warm scene inside the window.

Then the body gradually became ethereal and transparent, and the pale blue light spots scattered and disappeared.

In the intricate alleyways of the old city, many students walking home from No. 2 Middle School were strolling in groups.

Jiang Ye's ethereal body passed through them, step by step walking into the campus, completely unseen by the security guards at the gate.

Today, after school, Li Yifei, following the prompting of the snake demon Nandaka, went back to get his homework and discovered the mysterious beginning.

In the original work, An Qingyu outwits the ceiling, and with Lin Qiye's own judgment of the situation, relying solely on the misleading of forbidden objects is definitely not enough; the cooperation of the Nanta Snake Demon is also necessary.

If Li Yifei successfully joins the Night Watch, the plot will be completely overturned, and the amount of modification points gained will be substantial.

Jiang Ye now arrived at the highest rooftop of the school and took out a bright red theatrical robe, which was the forbidden item for "The Good Show Begins".

The specific method of use is to put on a theatrical robe and perform a play, and then write the plot development during the performance.

The story will then unfold in the direction Jiang Ye envisions, all under the shroud of forbidden objects.

Without hesitation, he put on a bright red opera robe. The lifelike embroidery on the robe and the long sleeves that trailed on the ground gave it an eerie quality in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Jiang Ye was completely unfamiliar with opera and pondered what he should sing.

Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, the Fairy Couple, Dream of the Red Chamber, or the Drunken Concubine Yang...

After much thought, I realized that in my past life I had heard the song "The Drunken Concubine" the most, but I've long forgotten the lyrics.

[The host has been detected to be unfamiliar with opera. The complete opera "Farewell My Concubine" is provided. Please begin your performance.]

Farewell My Concubine?

Jiang Ye was slightly taken aback. Good heavens, system, you're even offering some warmth.

Before long, the lyrics, music, and even the corresponding singing style and movements of "Farewell My Concubine" appeared in my mind.

"Then let's get started."

Jiang Ye danced in his bright red opera robe, his long sleeves fluttering, and his movements became softer, making even the most difficult moves seem effortless.

As dusk fell, a man with black bandages around his eyes and dressed in a bright red opera robe danced gracefully and elegantly on the rooftop.

The movements are both expressive and lifelike, capturing the might of Xiang Yu and the unwavering loyalty of Yu Ji.

Jiang Ye's voice also changed, and he began to speak in a Peking Opera style.

"My strength could uproot mountains, my spirit could cover the world, but the times are against me, and my steed will not go. My steed will not go, what can I do? My beloved Yu Ji, my beloved Yu Ji, what can I do?"

……

"Yu Ji! Do you have any regrets?"

Suddenly, she switched to a sharp, female theatrical voice: "I will follow Your Majesty, through life and death, without regret!"