I am the Clone of a Death Row Inmate

Chapter 244: Chapter 209: Mrs. Yun Becomes a Saint

Mr. Ya returned from Liou Wenxin’s with the extract from the tier-four fly-type aberrant beast.

Su Ze had also completed all his combat preparations. His current skill set could be described as luxurious. Being able to upgrade his skills before reaching Saint-level was an advantage that other Butterfly Stage evolvers didn’t have.

On May 15th, Mr. Ya came to the villa early in the morning to find Su Ze, ready to set out together later.

While the two were eating the breakfast Liou Wenxin had prepared for them, Su Ze glanced at the closed door to Mrs. Yun’s room. ’Looks like by the time Mrs. Yun comes out of seclusion, we might already be inside the Divine Dice,’ he thought.

Just then, the door to Mrs. Yun’s room suddenly vibrated.

The three of them exchanged a look and simultaneously stopped what they were doing, focusing their attention on Mrs. Yun’s room.

Su Ze activated his Eye of Truth, sending his Perception Tentacles surging through the crack under the door and into the room.

But before he could sense anything, they were repelled by a powerful spiritual pressure.

Immediately after, the curtains on the first floor billowed without any wind, and the flowers and plants in the yard began to sway.

HUMMM...

The entire villa trembled.

An invisible pressure enveloped the villa, causing the three of them to feel an uncontrollable sense of fear and dread, like mice encountering a cat.

But they all seemed to realize something at the same time, and looks of joy appeared on their faces.

Su Ze even caught a faint green glow leaking from under the door.

The green light of evolution, representing a Saint-level lifeform that had evolved four times.

’Mrs. Yun... she successfully evolved?!’

BOOM!

With a massive bang, the door to Mrs. Yun’s room was blasted open by a violent wave of energy, shattering into several pieces. Cups around the house shattered, and even the rice bowl in Su Ze’s hands cracked in two.

CRASH... All the glass in the doors and windows shattered as well.

Su Ze and the others felt a pressure so tangible it was hard to breathe.

The green light of evolution spilling from Mrs. Yun’s room bathed everything in its glow.

But then, the pressure began to lessen, contracting inward, and the green light of evolution gradually dimmed...

By the time the three of them could no longer feel the pressure, the green light had completely receded. A woman who looked to be around forty, with a sharp aura and a hint of anger in her eyes, walked out of the room.

Her gaze instantly locked onto Su Ze, who was still holding his cracked bowl. Her glare felt like steel needles piercing him, making Su Ze feel as if he were Ziwei being tortured by Mrs. Rong.

Su Ze’s expression froze, but he immediately put on a huge smile. ”Congratulations, Mrs. Yun! My sincerest congratulations, Mrs. Yun! Congrats on ascending to a Saint-level Overlord and taking your place as a Guardian God of Dongli! You look so much younger than when I first met you. Just look at that complexion, that skin... what’s the difference between you and an eighteen-year-old girl...”

”Cut the crap!” Mrs. Yun strode over to Su Ze in two steps, grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, and lifted him up. ”Delete that video for me, now!”

”Deleting, I’m deleting... Mrs. Yun, please be gentle. Your son’s neck hurts from your grip.”

”Stop with the cheeky grin. Not calling me ’Sun Xiayun’ anymore, are you?”

Under Mrs. Yun’s intimidating presence, Su Ze obediently took out his phone and deleted the video of her performing the Swan Dance... though he still had a backup on his cloud drive.

Even Mr. Ya and Liou Wenxin meekly deleted the video Su Ze had sent to the group chat.

Mrs. Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, a great weight lifted from her heart. Only now did she have the mind to feel happy about her breakthrough to Saint-level.

Casually putting Su Ze down, Mrs. Yun ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror, only to find that all the mirrors had been shattered by her power. She picked up a shard and looked at her face, an involuntary smile spreading across it.

The Mrs. Yun of today was indeed much younger than when Su Ze first met her.

She had originally been in her fifties, but after overdrawing her life force by using the tier-five wondrous item, the Eye of Dream Weaving, she had aged to appear like a normal person in their eighties or nineties.

Now that she had successfully completed her fourth evolution, her depleted lifespan was replenished, extending it by at least a hundred years and returning her appearance to that of her forty-year-old self.

”Mrs. Yun, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going now, or I’ll miss my flight.” Su Ze grabbed Mr. Ya, trying to tiptoe away.

”Don’t be in such a hurry to leave.” Mrs. Yun tossed the mirror shard aside and turned to Su Ze, a smirk playing on her lips.

”Do you have any other instructions for me?”

”I just reached Saint-level and don’t know my own strength yet. Why don’t you be my sparring partner? Let’s see which is stronger, your Thunder God Body or my Frenzied Electric Body!”

”Mr. Ya, Escape Technique!”

Whether it was intentional or not, Mr. Ya’s Earth Escape Technique was half a beat too slow, causing Su Ze to fall into Mrs. Yun’s clutches.

Soon, the sounds of CRASHING and BANGING, mixed with Su Ze’s pained cries, echoed from the yard.

”Mrs. Yun, go easy on me!

”Sun Xiayun, you’re going too far!

”If you break me, it’s your loss! Who’s going to take care of you in your old age?”

”You’re a tough kid. You can take a beating!”

Mr. Ya grinned and muttered to himself, ’You can run, but you can’t hide. Boss, you might as well have taken this beating sooner rather than later.’

Su Ze realized that having such a strong healing ability wasn’t necessarily a good thing, because Mrs. Yun didn’t hold back at all when she beat him up.

Finally, Mrs. Yun grew tired and stopped to catch her breath.

Just as Su Ze climbed up from the ground, he saw an old man’s head float into view over the top of the wall.

’Zhou Wenshan... This old guy is like a ghost, scaring me like that!’

Su Ze suspected that Zhou Wenshan had arrived a long time ago and had been enjoying the show from the other side of the wall.

And that was indeed the case. Zhou Wenshan had sensed the commotion from Mrs. Yun’s breakthrough to Saint-level long ago and had been waiting outside the wall.

Dongli’s Guardian Gods all knew about Mrs. Yun’s attempt to reach Saint-level, but they all thought the chances of success were low. After all, Mrs. Yun’s physical condition was far from its peak, and her talent wasn’t considered exceptional.

But he never expected that Mrs. Yun would actually succeed in her evolution. This came as a complete surprise to Dongli’s Guardian Gods.

Zhou Wenshan floated lightly into the yard and said with a smile, ”Another Guardian God for our Dongli. This is a joyous occasion worth celebrating.”

Mrs. Yun hadn’t yet adjusted to her change in status and respectfully greeted him, ”Mr. Zhou.”

”No need to be so formal. Your breakthrough to Saint-level is a major event. I’ve already informed the other overlords of Dongli. We’ll be holding a press conference soon to announce it to the world.”

”There’s no need for such a grand affair,” Mrs. Yun said, trying to decline.

”No. The addition of a new Saint-level to Dongli is something the whole world should know. This is a good opportunity to flex our muscles and let the other five nations know our strength!

”This is also customary. Look at when Luofan’s Ye Muni became a Saint-level not long ago. The news was plastered everywhere, as if they were afraid someone might not hear about it.

”You used to be part of the Secret Operations Department, so naturally you had to keep a low profile and stay behind the scenes. But now that you’re a Saint-level, you need to get used to stepping into the limelight and accepting public attention.”

Since Zhou Wenshan put it that way, Mrs. Yun couldn’t refuse any longer and nodded in agreement.

She knew Zhou Wenshan was right. Every Saint-level expert was a pillar of support in the hearts of their country’s people, providing them with a sense of security and pride.

A Saint-level expert was indeed not suited to remain hidden behind the scenes.

”Alright, I still have to send these youngsters into the Divine Dice. Since you’ve just broken through, you should take the time to familiarize yourself with the power of a Saint-level Overlord. Mr. Gu will contact you later.” After saying this, Zhou Wenshan prepared to take Su Ze and Mr. Ya away.

Mrs. Yun quickly called out to him, ”Mr. Zhou, can I come along?”

Zhou Wenshan was taken aback for a moment. He thought about it and decided it wasn’t a bad idea... The opening of the Divine Dice would gather the top brass and geniuses from every nation. It would be a good opportunity for Sun Xiayun to make an appearance. At the very least, it would let all the countries know that Dongli had produced another Saint-level Overlord.

”Alright, I’ll let Mr. Gu and the others know.”

「 ... 」

And so, Mrs. Yun followed Su Ze and the others to gather at the entrance of Dongli University.

Li Yongguan and Zhang Tai were already waiting there.

As soon as Su Ze saw Zhang Tai, he went up to greet him. ”Old Zhang, long time no see!”

Zhang Tai’s mouth twitched. He felt like he’d been stabbed in the chest. ’Back when you were at the Pupa Stage, you called me Mr. Zhang. Now that you’re at the Butterfly Stage, you’re calling me old Zhang.’

Zhang Tai still remembered meeting Su Ze for the first time five months ago. Back then, Su Ze was just a lowly Pupa Stage evolver who had been so deferential, calling him ”Mr. Zhang” with such warmth.

He never imagined that in just five short months, Su Ze would have reached the Butterfly Stage just like him and was about to enter the Divine Dice trials alongside him.

And because of that, he had been demoted from ”Mr. Zhang” to ”old Zhang.”

’If a few more years pass and Su Ze becomes a Saint-level, will I become ’young Zhang’?’

The thought had barely crossed his mind when a woman’s voice sounded in his ear. ”Young Zhang, long time no see.”

Zhang Tai looked up and saw the rejuvenated Mrs. Yun. He didn’t recognize her at first and hesitated, ”You are...”

Zhou Wenshan gave him a sympathetic look and explained Mrs. Yun’s identity.

Zhang Tai felt as if he’d been struck by lightning, another dagger twisting in his chest. He stammered, ”Mrs.... Mrs. Sun.”

Of course he knew Sun Xiayun; he had known her for many years.

Although Sun Xiayun was more than ten years his senior, they had always interacted as peers. Moreover, in the eyes of all of Dongli’s upper echelons, he, Zhang Tai, had been considered more likely to reach Saint-level than Sun Xiayun.

But he never expected that after just a few months, she had become a Saint-level, and he had become ”young Zhang.”

’The old and the young are all soaring, while I, Zhang Tai, am left crawling on the ground?’

”Alright, let’s hurry to the airport. The plane is waiting for us,” Zhou Wenshan urged.

The group didn’t take a car; they flew directly to Dongping Airport.

Because Mrs. Yun hadn’t gone through the immigration procedures beforehand, Zhou Wenshan had to report her inclusion to the Sovereign Country before they boarded.

Afterward, they boarded the plane and flew toward Lin Hua Country.

On the plane, the group discussed how they would coordinate after entering the Divine Dice.

The Divine Dice was not a ”team dungeon”; it wasn’t a test of teamwork.

The reason for the ”2-support-2” formation was simply so Mr. Ya and Zhang Tai could provide some help and protection to Su Ze and Li Yongguan in the first three rounds.

You could say that teamwork was still useful during the first three rounds when there were more people. But in the last three rounds of the trial, it was more of a test of individual ability and talent.

Once they entered the final three rounds of the trial, only six people could survive in total. If all four of them made it to the last three rounds, some of them would definitely die inside.

The last three rounds of the trial only had six survival slots. It was practically impossible for their group to take four of them.

Zhou Wenshan said, ”Among the four of you, three must withdraw during the first three rounds. Only one—the one with the most hope of going further—should enter the final three rounds of the trial.”

After Zhou Wenshan finished speaking, everyone looked at Su Ze.

They all had to admit that among the four of them, Su Ze was the most talented, had the greatest potential, was the youngest, and had the best chance of making it to the end in the Divine Dice.

Zhou Wenshan’s meaning was crystal clear: the other three were essentially Su Ze’s support.