Lord of the night.

Chapter 1510, Chapter 100: Let's Take a Trip to the City of Trials! [Guaranteed Two-in-One!]

Feng Du stroked his chin: "But this isn't right. You'd just give it to him if he asked? Are you, Yan Wu, that easy to talk to?"

Yan Nan felt insulted, and in her anger, spitting as she slammed her hand on the table, making a loud bang: "You...you fucking don't look at me like that!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Feng Du pulled Yan Nan along, saying with great interest, "Sit down... sit down, calm down, and then we can talk properly..."

"Suppress separatism! I'll fuck your ass!"

Yan Nan completely lost his mind, spitting all over Feng Du's face, his voice even changing: "I'm talking to you about serious business!"

"This is the most important thing! To me, the secret realm is far less important than this!"

Feng Du wiped his face repeatedly: "If you can't explain it clearly, don't talk about anything else."

Yan Nan is going crazy.

Because he suddenly remembered his third brother's temperament: he was an extremely calm person. For someone like Feng Du, the life-or-death situation in the secret realm was not as important as listening to some gossip.

Yan Nan sat on the chair next to Feng Du, groaning dejectedly, her long legs stretched out listlessly.

An indescribable sense of frustration.

I clearly chose the most stable, responsible, and powerful brother, who is also the one who can make the final decision and is full of wisdom, to discuss serious matters with me.

But we overlooked its biggest pitfall: being a complete disaster!
It has now turned into a situation similar to 'the wife torturing the mistress'.

Yan Nan felt her mind was in chaos again.

It urgently needs to be sorted out.

But unlike him, Feng Du was full of interest, sitting on a chair next to him, and leaned over to ask, "Tell me, tell me."

"Shut up!"

Yan Nan cursed weakly, feeling a throbbing pain in her head.

Feng Du wouldn't let up at all, and Yan Nan felt like she was being driven crazy by helplessness, so she could only give a brief explanation.

"I don't know when it started, but it was thousands of years ago, during a ceasefire... Dongfang San San sent me a letter and returned the bodies of all the fallen cultists... He also brought me some small gifts, as a gesture of respect for heroes... And with so many people in the main hall, I couldn't lose face, could I? Even that poor bastard Dongfang San San gave me things, so I said: 'Give Dongfang five catties of that tea, and ten jars of that wine...'"

"And that's how it all started."

"When there's no war, Dongfang San San can actually send someone over for a stroll, give me a letter, and say things like: I'd like Rui Qianshan to take a stroll in a certain mountain range over there, please take good care of him, Brother Yan... and then send me some gifts..."

"Then, when Rui Qianshan left, I gave him some more tea leaves..."

"Then it started like a cycle. Even if we had been at peace for five years, Dongfang San would send someone with a letter saying that we hadn't fought for five years and were now recuperating and enjoying peace and happiness... so they would celebrate with me and send me wine and tea, etc..."

"When I saw that Dongfang San San was actually sending me wine, did I think I wouldn't dare to drink it? So, in front of the envoy and in full view of everyone in the main hall, I opened a jar, drank half of it, praised the wine, and then waved my hand to give him some tea and other local specialties..."

"And so it went, back and forth. Even though we didn't meet in person, we kept sending letter after letter... damn it..."

Yan Nan sighed, "It wasn't until Dongfang San San suddenly proposed a friendly match between the younger generation of both sides... From the moment this friendly match started, Dongfang and I would sit together whenever we met, and then this guy would endlessly ask me for tea..."

"And then...and then...and then..."

Yan Nan said.

Feng Du, standing to the side, was completely bewildered, as if listening to gibberish.

He looked at Yan Nan as if she were an immortal!
"That's all..." Yan Nan sighed, "It's not what you expected at all."

"What?! They're not the same thing at all?! What am I thinking?"

Feng Du looked completely wronged.

Yan Nan glared at him angrily: "Say that again?"

"Cough cough..." Feng Du's face twisted in disgust: "From what I'm hearing, you've been completely tricked by them, haven't you?"

"How could it be a trick?" Yan Nan was extremely unconvinced: "I'll fight when I need to fight and kill when I need to kill. I haven't changed anything!"

"But haven't you noticed that since you two started communicating, the fighting between the two sides has decreased?"

Feng Du stared wide-eyed: "Especially in the last thousand years, there hasn't been a single large-scale military operation. Haven't you noticed that?"

"So what?" Yan Nan said, "I don't want to fight either."

"Are you an idiot? You don't want to fight on your own? It's because of the letters they keep sending that you've changed your mind! These letters are like a soft poison. On the surface, they seem harmless, but once you take too many, you naturally don't want to fight! Even if a fight breaks out, you don't want to fight too badly!"

"This is called gentle violence!"

Feng Du glared at him and said, "You idiot! You're always criticizing this and that!?"

"Third Brother is truly knowledgeable; this is the first time in my life I've ever heard the phrase 'gentle violence'."

Yan Nan rolled her eyes and said, "I've noticed what you're saying too. But honestly, Sanbi, if you were me, what would you do? We haven't fought a war in five years, and the enemy leader sends you a few jars of wine and a few kilograms of tea, would you dare to drink it?"

Feng Du was stunned: "Of course I dare!"

"Is it certain that he will drink it? And will he drink it in front of the envoy and his subordinates?"

"Of course!"

"And then, do you give a return gift?"

"I must return the gift. I can't afford to lose face if I don't, and neither can my righteous sect..."

Feng Du suddenly froze as he spoke.

Honestly, if I were Yan Nan, I might actually be much more generous than her...

"hiss……"

Feng Du's tooth started hurting.

Yan Nan rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not stupid... How could I not notice? But I have to say, facing this kind of tactic, out of the ten of us brothers... which one of us can just take and not give? Even Bi Changhong, who's shameless to the point of being a dog when he's in a hurry and shameless to the point of being a human, can't do it!"

"This is a completely open conspiracy!"

"I'm not afraid you won't accept it, I'm not afraid you'll lack manners, even if it's just out of politeness, you have to accept it."

Yan Nan said, "I once thought about killing the Guardian's messenger directly, but... what would we become? Even if we were demons, would we really lack even this much magnanimity?"

Feng Du also began to struggle with his thoughts, frowning and remaining silent for a long time.

"For example, that time, because of the evil intentions of the Five Spirit Gu, they even gave my granddaughter a protective treasure. If it were you... what would you do? Wouldn't you give something in return? In front of countless guardians, members of the Sovereign Sect, and countless martial arts masters, you wouldn't give anything? You would just accept it like that?"

Yan Nan angrily retorted, "What can I do?!"

Feng Du sighed and covered his face.

Because in his mind, there was no solution to this kind of tactic either!

If you have any sense of shame, you can't even refuse.

For example, Dongfang San San gave Yan Bei Han a protective charm and a promise of immortality: This girl is also my granddaughter, I will protect her from death.

Faced with this, if it were Feng Du, he might even say magnanimously: "Brother Dongfang, if you mention two names, I can guarantee that they will not die at the hands of the Weiwo Zhengjiao in their lifetime!"
This is called returning a favor.

Yan Nan only gave us a few pounds of tea leaves...

In this respect, Yan Nan was even more stingy than himself...

"cough……"

Even the anti-government forces are helpless.

Because there is truly no solution to this problem.

As everyone knows, due to the gods, the Guardians' territory is a poor region. The fact that these poor people have sent us supplies is a kind of meeting between the leaders of the two major powers.

Since that's the case, as the wealthy party, we should at least give something of a certain quality as a return gift, right?
Otherwise, what about our reputation?

Therefore, as long as this channel is established and exists, the party that suffers losses will always be the righteous sect!

It doesn't matter if he suffers a loss; the most important thing is that he can subtly influence Yan Nan's fighting spirit as the leader.

This is utterly ridiculous!

And you can't say anything.

One person said, "Yan Nan, as the leader of an entire continent, how can you be so petty about whether the gifts people give you are valuable or not? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
That was a gift from the Eastern strategist!
This is even more baffling. I don't know when it started, but Dongfang San San has become a national idol. Not just on the Guardian Continent, but on the Sovereign Continent, the mythology surrounding Dongfang San San is even more intense than on the Guardian Continent!
Apart from a few people like Yan Nan, even peerless demons like Duan Xiyang and Sun Wutian would only respectfully address Dongfang San San as "Military Advisor Dongfang" instead of calling him by his full name.

So if Yan Nan were to say something like, "Dongfang San San is so stingy, she only gave me two jars of wine but swindled me out of two catties of tea," many people would probably think: "Tsk, Vice Chief Leader Yan is showing off... showing off that Strategist Dongfang gave me a gift..."

Isn't this an absolutely outrageous thing?!

"Based on your interactions with Dongfang San San, and considering the premise that the entire continent needs to work together to prepare for the divine war..."

Feng Du frowned and said, "Shouldn't he have kept this secret realm all to himself?"

Yan Nan said, "I have considered this issue. If we can still exist after the God War, then it will truly be a battle of life and death between the two sides. The real battle will continue until one side is destroyed!"

"If that day ever comes and he lets us in, then in the future great battles, his brothers will almost certainly die indirectly at the hands of Dongfang San San himself. Because he raised our strength, and you, Third Brother, don't know that we, the members of the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect, have a natural advantage in absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Under the same conditions of innate talent, our geniuses will progress faster than those geniuses over there."

"And this hurdle is something that Dongfang San San can't get over."

As Yan Nan spoke of this, she sighed for Dongfang San San and said, "Alas, he's having a hard time too."

Feng Du looked at Yan Nan with a strange expression: "...!!!"

Yan Nan instantly flew into a rage: "You're looking at me like that again!!"

The shogunate is helpless.

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business..."

Feng Du rubbed his temples and said, "I don't care about your love and hate anymore... What were you trying to discuss with me just now?"

The words "love, hate, passion, and grudges" made Yan Nanfei kick over the table and roar in fury: "Feng Du!"

They're calling me by my full name now!

"How do we wrest this right to participate from the guardians, from Dongfang San San, right..."

Feng Duli immediately remembered: "Let's discuss this properly, brother..."

Yan Nan didn't want to discuss it anymore; she was completely uninterested.

Lying on his back in a chair with his legs stretched out, he said, "I don't want to do anything right now..."

"Thinking of Dongfang San San?"

Feng Du asked.

The first and second deputy leaders immediately started fighting in the office, exchanging profanities. After a moment, Feng Du called a halt: "I'm not saying anything more."

Only then did he give up.

"It's really not easy for us to get in."

Feng Du said, "Dongfang San San is not a person who disregards the overall situation. Given the suffering of the people and the great righteousness of Dongfang San San, who takes it upon himself to protect the world, he should have tried to invite us."

"What if he's confident that just the Guardians entering is enough to win the God War?" Yan Nan rolled her eyes and said, "If he wins the God War and then turns around to attack us, wouldn't it be as easy as beating a son?"

"This can't improve things that much, can it?" Feng Du stroked his chin, hesitating.

"What if there are that many?"

Yannan Road.

"..."

Feng Du stood up, paced back and forth, and pondered, "Right now, on the Guardians' side, there's Xue Wu, Sister Huang, and those two who just appeared... that's four super experts! I... cough, let me use my Heavenly Blade to hold off all four of them... tsk, seems like that might work... but if there's one more, we're doomed..."

Yan Nan said, "It's a pity that there's still no news about Lao Duan and Xue Fuxiao going to hunt at Wanlingkou..."

He couldn't help but burst into anger: "That Duan Xiyang really doesn't care about the big picture... damn it!"

"Duan Xiyang disregarded the bigger picture..."

Feng Du was speechless: "When has he ever considered the big picture in his life... Your words are like insulting thin air."

“We brothers… can all hold our own, we’re definitely better than Yu Haoran and the others… Sun Wutian can be used, Bing Tianxue can be used, Ao Zhan can be used, Tianwang Xiao…”

Feng Du asked, "Tianwang Xiao seems to have made significant progress this time; he must have had an opportunity. How is he doing?"

Yan Nan hesitated for a long time before saying, "He carries Dongfang San San's kill order... If he enters the secret realm, he'll probably be besieged by the guardians and gain merit..."

Feng Du's face twisted in shock: "How did he get the kill order?"

Yan Nan coughed: "He attempted to assassinate Fang Che..."

"Assassinate Fang Che?!"

Feng Du was completely bewildered. Wasn't Fang Che the Night Demon?

Yan Nan, her face dark, then explained the situation.

Feng Du was stunned: "...This actually works?"

"It was purely a special situation at the time... I didn't expect Ning Zaifei to be so ruthless!" Yan Nan was speechless: "He could only desperately stir up trouble, and then Ning Zaifei was given a death warrant... His family was also chased to Shenjing by Wu Daotian and almost wiped out."

"..."

Feng Du was completely bewildered. He patted Yan Nan on the shoulder and said, "Fifth brother... you haven't had it easy these past few years either."

Yan Nan felt a pang of sadness at his words. She said hesitantly, "Third Brother..."

Feng Du said, "Like father, like son."

Yan Nan: "!!!"

With a dark expression, he said, "What happened before is in the past. I beg you not to bring up the past anymore. Just tell me how to enter the Guardian Trial Realm!"

Feng Du said with a dark face, "Don't you know why I've been rambling on and on? On this matter, I only have one way to deal with it, and that is to fight it head-on!"

He snorted and said, "It's not that I look down on myself or you, but if we want to play mind games with Dongfang San San, then we shouldn't even bother!"

“But if we fight head-on… it’s really difficult now that Big Brother isn’t here…” Feng Du said.

"..."

Yan Nan stared at Feng Du silently for a long while, then sighed.

Because he realized that although what Feng Du said was utterly ridiculous, it was... perfectly reasonable!

You can't outsmart Dongfang San San. Absolutely not!

The two looked at each other, neither saying a word, their faces grave as they pondered deeply.

Just then.

Yan Nan received the message from Ning Zaifei: "Vice Chief Cult Leader Yan, your subordinate has returned with intelligence."

"Go to the study immediately!"

After a while.

Ning Zaifei handed the ring to Yan Nan.

Yan Nan eagerly opened the ring and took out a picture. It was hand-drawn, and although it was drawn in a hurry, it was very lifelike.

High above the Guardian Headquarters, amidst the clouds and mist, the mountains, seas, and forests are crystal clear.

Without needing to examine it closely, Yan Nan immediately concluded: This is a small world!

It's not as vast as the Three Realms, but it has everything one could possibly need.

Moreover, within these mountains and seas, countless places lie hidden and indistinct, inspiring endless reverie.

Feng Du stared wide-eyed, his eyes flashing with a strange light: "Those things that are easy to see in the sky, like castles in the air, in the ocean or desert... are undoubtedly reflections of the small world."

Yan Nan took a deep breath and looked at the signature: Wang Qi.

Ning Zaifei asked, "Where is Wang Qi?"

Ning Zaifei was dumbfounded: "Who is Wang Qi?"

"They are the ones who deliver intelligence."

"He was killed by Bu Chou."

Ning Zaifei was very clever.

"pity!"

Yan Nan sighed: "The person the Guardians sent to hunt down Wang Qi was actually Bu Chou!?"

"Yes."

Yan Nan and Feng Du exchanged a glance.

"Order the intelligence department to send Wang Qi's cenotaph back home. The salaries of undercover agents outside will be three times that of their counterparts, and their compensation will also be three times. On top of the three times compensation, add ten times the compensation to Wang Qi's family. If there are any orphans, promise to raise them to the rank of Martial King."

Yan Nan said solemnly, "If this sum is missing even a single copper coin, we will confiscate the entire family of the Intelligence Hall Chief as compensation! If anyone has squandered their family fortune, their entire family will be ruined; if anyone has caused harm, we will use the full force of our righteous sect to hunt them down!"

Ning Zaifei was startled: "Yes."

Yan Nan stroked the painting in her hand and said softly, "He deserves it. Go and give the order!"

"Yes." Ning Zaifei turned and left.

Yan Nan stroked the painting with his hand, occasionally looking up at the door with deep eyes. His expression was extremely solemn. He hesitated before speaking, then paused again. After a long silence, he slowly said, "Third Brother, do you have the guts to go to the Guardian Headquarters with me?"

Feng Du was startled: "What?"

Yan Nan said with a stern face, "Old Eight is in charge of guarding the sect. Let's go to the Guardian Headquarters!"

Feng Du jumped up in horror: "Are you crazy?"

Yan Nan calmly said, "Firstly, you know Lao Ba's temperament. He's in charge of guarding the sect, so there won't be any problems. Even if the two of us are to perish at the Guardian Headquarters, Lao Ba can definitely take charge of the situation."

"Secondly, this is a crucial moment before the war of the gods. Dongfang San San has the world in his heart, and he will not kill us at this time. Starting the decisive battle ahead of time will only lead to the destruction of the continent!"

"Thirdly, the fact that the two of us are going is the greatest demonstration of our sincerity!"

Yan Nan gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "In that case, we must forcefully salvage this situation!"

Feng Du hissed and said, "Fifth brother, I have to say... your third brother is pretty awesome. Even if I'm attacked by three or five people of the same realm, I can't beat them but I can still hold them off... but if the two of us go together... the result could really be that the two of us are buried there."

Yan Nan remained silent with a dark expression.

Feng Du's facial muscles twitched slightly: "To give an example... would Feng Yunqi and Ye Fanzhen, back then, dare to come to the headquarters of the Weiwo Zhengjiao Sect?"

Yan Nanqing said with a sullen face, "Third Brother, we're different from the Guardian Headquarters. The people here... are... are... are more shameless than those over there..."

Feng Du stared at Yan Nan in disbelief.

Speechless to the extreme, he gave a thumbs up: "Fifth brother... this... what you said leaves me speechless..."

Yan Nan's face was also covered in soot, but this was the very thing they were discussing. There was no way to avoid this topic!

If we go, we can only place all our hopes on Dongfang San San's integrity!

"Have you thought it through?"

Feng Dudao.

"There's nothing I can't figure out."

Yan Nan's face was grim.

"You think so highly of this secret realm?"

Feng Du was completely baffled and said, "What if it's just a low-level secret realm? What kind of high-level secret realm could a newly revived god possibly produce?"

“I don’t want to think about that,” Yan Nan said. “But I have a feeling that if our righteous sect misses out on this secret realm, we will definitely regret it!”

"But you have to understand, even if we go, what if Dongfang San San refuses? Even if he refuses, it's still a favor to us. You have to understand that! Because he could easily bury us there!"

Feng Du said solemnly:
“If we met these Guardians anywhere else in the martial world, I would be confident that I could carry you out even if we were to die! But here at the Guardians’ headquarters, I have not the slightest confidence, not even the slightest confidence that I could abandon you and run away!”

"If Dongfang San San agrees to let our Weiwo Zhengjiao headquarters participate, then we will not only owe them a life-saving grace, but also a huge favor!"

"Can you afford to owe this favor?" Feng Du asked sharply. "You need to understand that if the two of us owe this favor, it's equivalent to the entire Weiwo Zheng Sect owing them a debt! How will we repay it?"

Yan Nan remained silent, lost in thought.

After a long silence, he said slowly, "Third Brother, our Weiwo Zhengjiao has been raising Gu to become gods, so I want to ask you a question."

“Go ahead and ask,” Feng Du said seriously.

"The only true faith and the guardians..."

Yan Nan asked, slowly and deliberately, "Are there two Gu poisons?"

He slammed his fist on the table and rose up in anger.

"No need to say anything, I'll go with you! Let's go to the rugged city together, you two brothers!"

(End of this chapter)