"Medea."
After greeting Sakata Kintoki, Wu Ling called Medea over.
"What is it, Master?"
Medea's reply was somewhat cool when she approached, but the fact that she could answer him this naturally meant their relationship was already decent.
Wu Ling's personality followed a simple rule. If he used someone, he trusted them. If he doubted them, he did not use them. Because of that, he had shown Medea enough trust, and Medea had begun to work for him sincerely and diligently.
If the Servant had been Spartacus, Wu Ling would have killed him on the spot even if Spartacus had not attacked. Spirit Hall had nearly unified the whole continent. It could be called the only oppressor on the land. Sooner or later, Spartacus would rebel.
Wu Ling was not like those stupid villains who believed they controlled everything, allowed Spartacus to leave, and then watched him join the enemy.
Next, Wu Ling introduced the new Heroic Spirits to Medea.
"Medea, these are Sakata Kintoki, Asterios, Darius III, and Frankenstein. Take them around and show them this place."
Medea looked over them one by one. When she saw the first three men, disgust flickered in her eyes.
"Master, is reception not usually Rose's job, or someone else's? This time you even gave me those two muscle blocks over three hundred kilograms. Just looking at them makes me feel hot and irritated. But..."
Her tone changed. She walked to Frankenstein with a smile and gently touched the girl's cheek.
"This girl is Frankenstein, yes? She is like a doll. Very nice. She makes me want to dress her up and test all sorts of things."
Wu Ling's mouth twitched at Medea's imagination stirring words, but he still gave the order.
"Rose has other work. Help me guide them for now. Consider it half a day off. Once the three of them are familiar with the place, you may take Frankenstein to play."
Medea looked at the three men in front of her, then rubbed Frankenstein's expressionless face. In the end, she agreed.
After Medea left, Wu Ling and Rose came before Lu Bu.
"If we add a bomb inside him, is half a day enough?"
Wu Ling asked Rose this directly in front of Lu Bu.
"More than enough, Original. I will maximize his usefulness."
Rose's face filled with eagerness as she spoke. This was her first time dissecting and modifying a Heroic Spirit.
Wu Ling had a purpose in making Medea receive Sakata Kintoki and the others. He wanted to use this chance to modify Lu Bu.
If Lu Bu had been a living person, Wu Ling would have killed him outright, just as he handled Spartacus, because Lu Bu possessed Nature of a Rebellious Spirit. But the current Lu Bu had most of that rebellious nature sealed by Madness Enhancement. More importantly, his current state was closer to a weapon than a living person.
This weapon resembled a game of Russian roulette. There was a small chance it would fire back at its owner. Rose's job was to modify it so that when the bullet aimed at Wu Ling, it would curve away, destroy the weapon, and take part of the enemy with it.
That was why Wu Ling spoke so openly in front of Lu Bu. He had already prepared for Lu Bu's betrayal.
For the same reason, Medea could not perform the modification.
Medea also carried the title Witch of Betrayal. Even if Wu Ling explained the matter to her, she was a sensitive woman. A thorn could still remain afterward.
Today, Wu Ling would plant a bomb inside Lu Bu because Lu Bu had the possibility of betrayal. Then what about Medea, a witch famous for betrayal?
Once suspicion appeared, it became difficult to erase. If such a small doubt ruined everything, Wu Ling would truly regret it.
"Right. Leave Lu Bu's modification aside for now. During this half month, did you finish the teleportation circle?"
Rose had been knocking on Lu Bu's skull. When she heard that, she reacted, patted Lu Bu on the shoulder, told him to stay put, and led Wu Ling to another room.
At the center of the room stood a Magecraft circle. Wu Ling recognized it. It was the same kind of circle that had once let him cross worlds.
"Actually, we had the Divine Realm's coordinates long ago. We only made slight adjustments to confirm the position.
"That said, Original, are you certain you want to go to the Divine Realm now? You are not waiting until you obtain your ninth Spirit Ring?"
Wu Ling waved casually.
"No need. I will go now. Artoria and Enkidu still have not found any trace of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King. Besides, with First Hassan's concealment ability, I have enough confidence that I will not be discovered."
After saying that, Wu Ling took out two transparent jars made from unknown material. Each stored a trace of divine power.
One belonged to the Angel God. The other belonged to the Rakshasa God.
The Angel God's divine power had been manufactured after Wu Ling cut away a portion of faith from the Angel God's statue. The Rakshasa God's divine power came from Bibi Dong.
"Begin now. Only after I solve the hidden dangers inside myself can I focus completely on raising my strength. With these two things as coordinates, I will not need to wander through the Divine Realm blindly."
Wu Ling stepped into the Magecraft circle.
As Rose made the final adjustments, the circle lit again, just as it had years ago.
"Then go and come back early, Original."
Hearing Rose's blessing, Wu Ling smiled. Then he turned his hand back and gave her a thumbs up.
"Of course."
Space tore open. Wu Ling vanished at once.
In the void, Wu Ling only felt himself rising. It was not rising through space or dimensions. It felt like he was flying upward, the same as before.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a soft pop.
Wu Ling entered the Divine Realm of the Soul Land world.
As soon as he entered, he felt the dense energy in the surrounding space. His body could not adapt immediately. It was like a pipe that had always carried water suddenly being forced to carry oil. He could absorb it, but there was a blocked, overfilled feeling.
But Wu Ling's body was abnormal, and he also had energy circuits, a tool close to a bug.
Red lines rapidly spread across his entire body. These circuits continuously absorbed divine power, analyzed it, adapted to it, and fed the result back into Wu Ling's body. Gradually, his body adjusted to the existence of divine power.
Wu Ling rolled his neck and gave a mocking smile.
"Gods, huh? They are only slightly stronger beings."