Chapter 319 – Title-Level Reincarnator

The arrogant composure on Aivis’s face instantly shattered the moment Lu Yan took out that Level-6 Glorious Councilor’s badge. Like a pricked balloon, he could no longer maintain his self-righteous demeanor.

Wave after wave of uncontrollable panic and fear flickered through his eyes.

No one knew better than him that his greatest reliance was the position of City Council Chairman.

It was precisely by leveraging that position—which nominally represented the highest authority in City Fourteen—and the Council’s public influence that he had been able to attract those mysterious Reincarnators and temporarily bind them to his cause.

If Lu Yan’s identity was truly as the badge claimed—one of the Level-6 Glorious Councilors during City Fourteen’s reconstruction—then with such indisputable credentials, and with the Resistance Army and Enforcement Team already having declared their support for him, Lu Yan could effortlessly crush the unstable foundation of the current City Council and unseat Aivis from the chairman’s throne.

In the days he had spent interacting with the Reincarnators, Aivis had come to understand just what kind of lawless and unfathomable beings they really were.

He could clearly sense that everything in the real world seemed insignificant and trivial in the eyes of these Reincarnators.

Even someone like him—nominally the highest official of the city—was treated with only surface-level respect.

From the fleeting expressions in their eyes, he could tell they looked down on him, a native councilor, deep in their hearts.

Only when the topic turned to the Celestial Canopy enveloping the world and the mysterious AI God behind it did those lawless Reincarnators show even a flicker of genuine fear and solemnity.

Aivis understood perfectly: if he lost the shelter that came with being Council Chairman, those Reincarnators who were still willing to humor him would instantly lose all interest in even acknowledging his existence—let alone protecting him.

“No! I absolutely cannot allow him to succeed! No matter what, I must not acknowledge his identity!”

A desperate and crazed thought sprouted in Aivis’s mind.

Forcing down the panic rising in his chest, he squeezed out a righteous expression and sternly rebuked:

“Utter nonsense! Every Glorious Councilor from City Fourteen’s reconstruction period is clearly recorded on file!”

“Level-6 Glorious Councilors were rare and eminent figures. I can say with certainty—your name was never among them!”

He suddenly pointed a finger at Lu Yan, his voice rising with fervent agitation:

“I say you’ve stolen a counterfeit badge and now try to flaunt it here to deceive and disrupt our Council’s authority!”

“Someone like you—bold enough to impersonate a Glorious Councilor and attempt to overthrow our city’s regime—should, by City Fourteen’s law, be immediately apprehended and sent to the most secure sky prison for interrogation!”

Even as he shouted, Aivis subtly cast a pleading glance at the powerful Reincarnators standing by his side.

In a tone full of promise and desperation, he added:

“I ask all of you to lend your strength. If you help me suppress this sudden rebellion and uphold the dignity and stability of our Council, I will personally ensure you are all rewarded generously in the name of the Council!”

However, the Reincarnators behind him showed visible hesitation.

They weren’t fools. They could easily detect the wavering tone and unnatural expressions on Aivis’s face.

Moreover, Sharke—the leader of the Enforcement Team—was a verifiable Glorious Councilor. Though his rank wasn’t high, he had indeed been a core member since the early days of City Fourteen’s reconstruction.

With his status and integrity, it was unthinkable that he would lie about such a significant matter tied to the city’s history and honor.

The truth was already becoming obvious.

Over the past days, these Reincarnators had invested a great deal into Aivis, hoping to use him as a gateway into the inner workings of City Fourteen and access secrets critical to resisting the Celestial Canopy.

To support the City Council’s authority, they had even clashed with the Resistance Army and Enforcement Team, resulting in mounting tensions.

If they now abandoned Aivis, all of that investment would be wasted.

They would have to seek out new allies, rebuild trust from scratch, and navigate the lingering hostility caused by their earlier opposition to the two major native factions.

If they wanted to gain the key methods to counter the Celestial Canopy from those groups now, the difficulty would multiply several times over.

The strongest Reincarnators exchanged glances, clearly using some form of mental link or team channel to privately deliberate whether they should still support Aivis—who was now clearly a sinking ship.

Seeing their hesitance, Aivis’s heart sank.

He immediately realized that if he didn’t offer something truly worthwhile to these profit-driven outsiders, they wouldn’t risk antagonizing the Resistance Army, Enforcement Team, and the mysterious Lu Yan just to back him.

He gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and upped the ante:

“If you’re willing to help me, then once this matter is resolved, I will use my authority as Chairman to formally invite all of you to join the City Council as core members!”

As soon as those words left his mouth, the previously wavering Reincarnators displayed unmistakable shock.

Their indecisiveness vanished in an instant.

To gain an official, high-ranking identity within the City Council would not only allow them access to the city’s core secrets and resources, but also give them a massive edge in competing against other Reincarnators.

For their EX-ranked mission from the Lord God, this would be invaluable.

Without hesitation, three of the most powerful Reincarnators—each exuding the unmistakable aura of Soul Transformation cultivators—stepped forward in unison.

Their cold, imposing gazes locked onto Lu Yan, Sharke, and Sain. The terrifying pressure they released seemed to press down like a mountain.

They had made their choice. They were siding with Aivis.

Yet, even in the face of this impending confrontation, Sharke showed no fear.

He stepped forward and shouted coldly:

“Mr. Lu is the legendary founder of the Nine-Dragon Serum. In the darkest days of City Fourteen, it was thanks to this serum that we were able to cultivate tens of thousands of qualified psionics in a short time. That became the bedrock for us to overthrow the tyrannical mega-corporations!”

“And during the final assault on the Soul Computation Center, it was Mr. Lu who stepped forward alone to unravel the AI God’s intricate schemes and personally defeated the transcendent psionics it had secretly manipulated!”

Sharke’s voice grew louder, more impassioned.

“One could say that Mr. Lu is truly one of the founders of our City Fourteen!”

“You, Aivis, are nothing but a shameless thief stealing credit and twisting the truth!”

Yet the Reincarnators remained unmoved.

To them, titles like “Glorious Councilor” or “City Founder” meant nothing. All that mattered was securing valuable identities, gathering critical intelligence, and completing their mission.

Seeing how unmoved they were, Sharke didn’t grow angry or anxious.

Instead, a confident and mocking smile curved his lips.

“I know exactly what you Reincarnators want. I know what you’ve come to take from our City Fourteen.”

His voice took on a playful tone.

“But perhaps Aivis hasn’t told you something… something crucial.”

He paused briefly, scanning the Reincarnators’ puzzled expressions.

Then he enunciated clearly:

“Mr. Lu isn’t just a city founder—he’s the original disseminator of the Heavenly Dao Code!”

Boom!

The words hit like a thunderclap.

The fierce and ready-to-strike Reincarnators froze, their eyes wide with disbelief and horror.

Even Aivis, who had just been riding high on their support, paused in stunned confusion.

He didn’t even have time to comprehend the full implications of what Sharke had just said.

Because in the very next instant—

A withered, claw-like hand appeared above his head, silent and sudden.

It moved with gentle grace, as if plucking a flower from a garden.

Crack.

A barely audible sound of bones breaking echoed in the chamber.

Aivis’s head—still frozen in shock and fear—was cleanly separated from his neck by that skeletal hand.

From the broken stump of his neck, pressurized and refined liquefied psionic energy gushed forth, mingling with bright red blood as it sprayed across the chairman’s seat he had once claimed.

It was only then that everyone realized—with a shudder—that an eerie, blood-robed figure had somehow entered the council chamber unnoticed.

“Bloodriver Demon Lord!”

A cry of fear and awe rang out from among the Reincarnators.

All of the Soul Transformation-stage Reincarnators now showed deep dread.

This youth in crimson robes—emaciated and skull-like—was a legendary Title-Level Reincarnator known across the Lord God’s domain for his monstrous infamy.

A terrifying entity who stood at the absolute pinnacle of Reincarnator hierarchy, looking down on all others.

The Bloodriver Demon Lord now walked slowly toward Lu Yan, casually holding Aivis’s severed head in one hand.

His expression carried a strange, unreadable smile.

“I apologize on behalf of these ignorant fools,” he rasped, his voice hoarse but deliberately respectful. “I beg your forgiveness, Mr. Lu.”

As he spoke, he gave a slight bow and presented Aivis’s head with both hands—like an offering of no real significance.

But Lu Yan didn’t even spare the head a glance.

His gaze remained cold as he looked at the Bloodriver Demon Lord.

In truth, the moment Lu Yan had entered the chamber, he had already sensed this terrifying cultivator, whose power had reached the Void Refinement stage.

And it wasn’t just him—Lu Yan had also detected several other entities of equal strength lurking in secret corners of City Fourteen.

Measured by cultivation standards, they were at least Void Refinement-level.

In the mystical systems Lu Yan had encountered before, they would be equivalent to Sequence 2—Earthbound Angels.

These were the true core forces behind the Lord God’s invasion of the Cyberpunk Version world.

The previous Reincarnator teams? Mere pawns—cannon fodder sent to probe the battlefield.

Now that Lu Yan had revealed himself as the original disseminator of the Heavenly Dao Code, this apex-level Reincarnator wasted no time in executing Aivis, a puppet who had outlived his usefulness.

It was both a gesture of goodwill toward Lu Yan, acknowledging him as the real key to resisting the Celestial Canopy—and a veiled warning.

They needed City Fourteen’s strength to oppose the AI God, yes.

But they also possessed power far beyond anything the city could muster. This execution was a declaration: they were partners, not subordinates.

Lu Yan chuckled softly.

His deep eyes stared calmly at the Bloodriver Demon Lord, who visibly frowned at that ambiguous laugh.

Then Lu Yan spoke, his voice still calm but imbued with an indescribable authority:

“It seems… the Lord God neglected to tell you something rather important.”

The Bloodriver Demon Lord’s expression shifted instantly.

A powerful sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

Lu Yan continued, his voice low and indifferent—but as absolute as law, as if echoing the will of the cosmos itself:

“When facing a true higher existence, the first thing you must learn—”

His gaze sharpened, piercing like lightning.

“—is to kneel!”

Those two words weren’t commands.

They were cosmic decrees, like divine laws that ruled the stars.

A terrifying pressure descended upon the Bloodriver Demon Lord—an overwhelming weight sourced directly from the fabric of the Great Dao.

Before he could even form a thought of resistance, his body betrayed him.

Boom!

With Aivis’s head still in hand, the Bloodriver Demon Lord dropped to his knees before Lu Yan—completely and utterly subjugated.

(End of Chapter)