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"Or could it be that this too is within his calculations?"

Ying Muyao had the same thought as Bailuo, she too stared at Feng Xi, unsure of what he would do.

"Yes."

It was at this moment that an aged voice came through: "I have seen a different vision."

"Hm?"

"Eastern Conquest Emperor?"

"You have seen a different vision, how can that be?"

All the Prophets were taken aback, yet they didn't doubt the truth in the words of the Eastern Conquest Emperor; after all, with his status, he wouldn't possibly lie without concern just to shield Bailuo.

Besides, who could lie in front of the Master of Miracles?

Each person seated here could rival the newest lie detector; if anyone spoke an untruth, it would be spotted within minutes.

"What did you see?"

The Marquis of Heavenly Mandate greatly admired the Eastern Conquest Emperor and trusted his judgment.

"I saw a new world, prosperous and thriving, happy and peaceful," the Eastern Conquest Emperor began describing the future he had seen: "It was simply like a Utopia."

"This..."

The Marquis of Heavenly Mandate was surprised, for she had only seen destruction: "Are you certain it is the ultimate outcome and not just a temporary period?"

The destruction of the world is the definitive outcome, but if the Eastern Conquest Emperor had only glimpsed a fragment before destruction, then it couldn't prove anything.

"No."

The Eastern Conquest Emperor shook his head, his voice grave: "What I saw is truly the final future."

No one doubted the Eastern Conquest Emperor's foresight; he was a Prophet even mightier than the Ancient Great Emperor, in the truest sense of the word.

"Eastern Conquest Emperor, are you suggesting that he is our future?"

The Chubby Simpleton spoke up at the critical moment, his influence as a Holy Emperor was certainly not less than that of the Eastern Conquest Emperor, and even in this Miracle New Continent, he was more domineering.

'Is the Holy Emperor backing the newcomer?'

Almost instantly, most of the Masters of Miracles recognized Chubby Simpleton's stance; he was on Bailuo's side.

"I do not know."

The Eastern Conquest Emperor did not explicitly say, he just looked at Bailuo then surveyed the others: "I only know that this is the future I have witnessed."

"I have never seen such a complex future; to grasp even the slightest clue, it takes a vast amount of energy," the Eastern Conquest Emperor: "but I believe that if such a future exists, we can't dismiss it outright."

"As Prophets, what are we best at, after all?"

"It is gambling."

"And what is the essence of gambling?"

The Eastern Conquest Emperor seemed to be lecturing all the Prophets present: "It's about probability, and how to place your bets, how much, and on what?"

"Am I right, my old friend Feng Xi?"

"You make a lot of sense."

Feng Xi stood up, resolutely stating: "But I refuse!"

'Damn!'

Bailuo looked at Feng Xi, who just blurted out a classic line unexpectedly, only to hear him say: "You have seen the correct vision, believe the hand is strong and thus made your judgement, while I've foreseen this round will result in loss, and I don't want to lose, hence I plan to abstain."

"Others may decide to stake all their chips," Feng Xi looked towards the Cain Empress: "because having nothing to lose, if she misses this time, she won't have another chance to go all in."

"But how about everyone else?"

Feng Xi signaled to the crowd: "Who dares to bet? This isn't about surrendering and losing half, but if you lose, your whole family perishes."

It must be said that the atmosphere originally brought here by the two Great Emperors was tipped in favor of Bailuo once again, only to be disrupted by Feng Xi.

His words made a lot of sense—who would dare to place their chips lightly on such a huge wager as world destruction?

"Be at peace and wait for the results, it has already ended."

Ying Muyao's voice echoed in Bailuo's heart, yet Bailuo was currently baffled, "What's happening? Why can't I understand?"

"Actually, it's quite simple."

After all, the Empress of the East is still the Empress of the East, despite being caught off guard by Feng Xi, she quickly regained her composure and understood his intent.

"Feng Xi isn't simply opposing you, he must be neutral."

Ying Muyao explained, "He first proposed that the Prophet make the judgement because his reason lies in cutting off the Prophets' ability to make their own decisions."

Without the Prophet, Masters of Miracles voting at will would be too chaotic.

But now, due to the three Prophets, no, four, even five Prophets' successive speeches, coupled with the consent of other Prophets,

over ten Prophets had almost moved the final situation to the gambling table, from the original 3 fans, a total of 6x6x6, hundreds of possibilities, it has become either a perfect ending or the destruction of the world.

"Bet big, or bet small?"

Bailuo suddenly saw the light, "I see, the words of the Prophets have simplified what was originally a complex issue."

In this way, when other Masters of Miracles express their attitudes, it will only become 'Will the actions I take lead to disaster, or to good fortune?'

Turning complex relationships into a matter of being friends with Bailuo, or enemies.

It was simple and crude, yet exceptionally effective.

"It's a pity he's not on your side."

Ying Muyao, "Once the Eastern Conquest Emperor and the Holy Emperor spoke in succession for you, the scales that had begun to tip in your favor were balanced again because of his words."

"The Kings inside their hearts have already started to waver, even to be perplexed."

"So then, a unique situation will form," Ying Muyao, "the Kingdom of Starry Night, their choice will definitely be the same as the Cain Empress."

"The Holy Empire is divided in two, but the Holy Emperor's words carry a certain weight."

"In the Southern Continent, the Eastern Conquest Emperor is the authority."

"Mountains, Extreme North, Eastern Empire, Ancient Empire," Ying Muyao, "they've changed from fighting independently to voting as a group."

The Kings are individuals of firm resolve; once they make a decision, they are not easily swayed.

Therefore, Bailuo can identify friends and foes.

In the forthcoming vote, anyone willing to stand by Bailuo's side is one of us; otherwise, they are either enemies or neutral—onlookers who don't help either side.

"Now, let Lord Yatun express his own stance."

It was Bailuo's turn to speak, and his upcoming attitude and words would largely determine the future direction of the Yatun Duchy.

Bailuo was so cautious, also because of the existence of the Yatun Duchy.

He wasn't afraid—he could just walk away if it came to that.

But with Miracle World so vast, his children, his subjects, would sooner or later meet people from among the Kings. What then?

International diplomacy, every country is trying hard to make other countries like them, Bailuo is only now understanding the helplessness and pressure of diplomats.

"Regarding the past, I was a bit impulsive, so in the future, I assure you such unrestrained actions will never happen again."
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Bailuo said mainly for Morgan and Count Thorn, his past actions, if without Twilight, were trivial and would not have caught anyone's attention.

Now, however, he became the target of public criticism, and even small matters could potentially be blown out of proportion.

Thus, with a clear stance, Bailuo had to ensure he would no longer violate the sacred covenant—he was willing to abide by the Kings' rules of the game.

"As for the principle of our Yatun, it can be summed up in a single sentence."

Bailuo, "We will never initiate an infringement on anyone's rights, but the premise is that no one infringes upon our rights."