Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The night fades, the moon shines like a pearl; flowers bloom as the moon is full.

As the Fairy of the Night Palace drew her sword, in an instant, the clear moon hung high in the sky, its vast and chilling radiance condensing into strands of sword light.

In the blink of an eye, the moonlight shifted, flowers fluttered, and the frost was delicate and elegant, its fragrance pure and refreshing.

As the flowers faded and their fragrance dissipated, only a fleeting, cold light could be seen under the bright moon.

In the distance, the murderous intent of Geng metal swept in like a comet striking the moon, tearing through the night sky with a thousand kinds of killing intent and ten thousand layers of profound energy before the moon was full and the flowers were in bloom.

In an instant, a gentle breeze seemed to stir, and the sword energy spread and scattered, scattering the flying petals across the three million miles of sky, leaving only a faint fragrance that stirred the spiritual energy of all directions.

As the sword rainbow and cold light swept past, in an instant, ten thousand flowers were destroyed and the bright moon melted away, and the Lingxiao Sword Mechanism also collapsed and scattered.

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any aftershocks that shook the surrounding area.

The night sky, once bright with moon and stars, was torn apart, revealing the clear and bright daytime. Between heaven and earth, only pure sword energy roamed in all directions, condensed and not dissipating.

Xiao Gong frowned and looked into the distance. She really didn't expect to encounter enemies in this seemingly wild and desolate Yangzhou.

After weighing the sword, Yomiya confirmed that this was a formidable opponent.

His cultivation level is no weaker than his own, and may even be stronger. This is what makes Xiaogong most wary: When did such an outstanding figure emerge in Yangzhou, the land of the Nine Provinces?
Holding the Frosty Blade in her palm, two moon-white cloud ribbons fluttered and danced behind her jade arms, carrying specks of cold, spiritual energy. At this moment, Xiao Gong was furious: she originally did not want to get involved in the chaotic war in Yanzhou, did not want her junior brothers and sisters to throw their lives on that blood and flesh millstone, and did not want to face Jiang Sheng, who might appear at any time, so she came to Yangzhou to hide.

But no one expected that upon arriving in the wild land of Yangzhou, what greeted them first was not the magnificent scenery, but a sword strike with a majestic and awe-inspiring power!
When that sword strike came out, Xiao Gong almost trembled. After all, the sword strike was too fierce, and the sword style was too similar to the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique of the True Lord Lingyuan.

However, Xiao Gong realized that although the sword's momentum was fierce and majestic, and it also had a killing power, it did not have the Daoist charm of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, which could shatter all laws and sever cause and effect, nor the grandeur of splitting the earth and opening the heavens and reversing time.

To be precise, that sword strike was very similar to the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, but it was not the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique; compared to the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, it was inferior in terms of sword intent, power, and Daoist charm.

This is what made Xiaogong most embarrassed and angry: she was almost frightened and ran away by a sword move that imitated the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique!

At this moment, Xiao Gongding was suspended in mid-air, and the fluttering moon-white cloud ribbon behind him was also unrestrained and arrogant. The frost-white cold blade in his hand casually tore through the surrounding space, cutting fine cracks in the Yangzhou world.

"Now that you have arrived, why do you not show yourself?"

"Is your esteemed presence so shameful?"

Xiaogong spoke in a cold voice, but his clear and melodious voice did not spread in all directions. Instead, it was like an arrow pointing straight at a certain place.

Suddenly, the music burst forth, tearing through space and revealing the figure standing between reality and illusion.

Xiao Gong looked up and saw that the newcomer was dressed in a Thousand Feather Jade Heavenly Palace Dress, with a black jade flying rainbow hairpin on her head, and a brocade belt with phoenixes playing around her waist, with a double phoenix bright jade pendant hanging from it, which was shining brightly.

His entire body emanated a pure aura, and his robes and hairpins shone with celestial radiance, clearly indicating that he was also a celestial deity.

wrong!

Xiao Gong frowned and looked over. Amidst the radiant light emanating from that person, there were also wisps of divine aura. That aura came not only from the accessories on that person's body, but also from the Dao wheel behind that person.

Xiao Gong's expression immediately turned solemn: This person not only possesses the Dao Fruit of Immortals, but also the Heavenly Fruit of the Divine Path!
As her thoughts raced, Xiao Gong recognized the newcomer: "Xuan Yu Qing Xiao, are you the Xuan Nu, the incarnation of the Three Realms Great Thousand?"

Ye Wenshu raised an eyebrow: "Fairy Xiaogong has a good memory. Why is the fairy here in Yangzhou instead of fighting in Yanzhou?"

Ye Wenshu was clear about the situation of the Zhenxiao Dao Sect.

Although the Zhenxiao Dao Sect had secretly made arrangements with the Heavenly Court, they still openly intended to fight against the Dongtian Dao Family. In fact, the reason why the Zhenxiao Dao Sect did not immediately set things right was to create obstacles for the Dongtian Dao Family and delay the entire calamity.

Now, Xiao Gong, the current chief of the Zhenxiao Dao Sect, has come to Yangzhou instead of Yanzhou, which is obviously not in line with the original plan, or at least not in line with the ideas of their Heavenly Court.

However, when faced with Ye Wenshu's questioning, Xiaogong coldly replied, "Where I am is none of Xuan Nu's business, is it?"

"To be honest, I'm curious, why is the Mysterious Maiden here in Yangzhou instead of in the Three Realms?"

Looking at Xiao Gong's exquisite and flawless face, Ye Wenshu felt a surge of anger: the Zhenxiao Dao Sect had clearly submitted to the Heavenly Court, so Xiao Gong should be her subordinate and should listen to her!
But Xiao Gong's arrogance made Ye Wenshu feel an urge to poke his face to pieces.

Her magical power had already begun to circulate without her realizing it. The longsword was held in Ye Wenshu's hand, and the sword blade was already emitting the power of the Soaring Sword. However, in the blink of an eye, Ye Wenshu suppressed her anger and killing intent.

With a cold and aloof expression, Ye Wenshu glanced at Xiaogong, then left after saying "Take care of yourself."

Watching Ye Wenshu leave, Xiao Gong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Facing Ye Wenshu, the embodiment of the Golden Book of the Mysterious Maiden of the Three Realms, Xiaogong finally understood how profound her cultivation and how powerful she was. That previous sword strike was really just a greeting. If she were to unleash her full power, Xiaogong really couldn't say who would win.

Just now, Ye Wenshu clearly showed a hint of killing intent, but she quickly suppressed it and left in a hurry. This made Xiaogong a little confused about what Ye Wenshu was going to do. They were about to have a big battle, so why did she leave so suddenly?
"Take care of yourself, and let us encourage each other."

Xiao Gong gave a light snort and turned to go in another direction of Yangzhou. Given the current situation in Yanzhou, she would never go back. She would at least wait until this great battle was over before she would reluctantly help Qiankun Daozong guard one direction.

Just as Xiaogong disappeared into the distance, a cry rang out behind Ye Wenshu. Immediately afterward, a phantom of a black bird passed through Ye Wenshu's body, leaving a small, jet-black lotus seed in its beak. Ye Wenshu stared at the black lotus seed, sensing its profound and ominous aura, and realized that this was what had stirred her killing intent towards Xiaogong.

Seeing the black lotus seed that the black bird had bitten still trying to extend its tentacles to burrow into the bird's body and affect its soul, Ye Wenshu's lips curled up slightly and she suddenly laughed: "Well, so you've used this method on me."

"Binmiao, you're asking for it!"

As it spoke, a flash of blue light appeared in the black bird's pupils, and it slammed its beak shut, obliterating the lotus seed.

Yangzhou Central Region, Yinqiu Shang Capital.

Binmiao was looking at a map of the various kingdoms of Yangzhou in his newly built prime minister's residence, thinking about how to secretly incite chaos and conflict among them.

It's not just about instigating wars among the nations, but also about provoking a war between the demon gods who support those nations.

Only in this way can the Shang Kingdom have a righteous cause and uphold humanity in unifying Yangzhou.

Just as Binmiao was pondering what to do, streams of pure energy gathered in the sky. As the mysterious energy flowed, a radiant light descended, and Ye Wenshu appeared in Binmiao's Prime Minister's residence.

Binmiao looked at Ye Wenshu, who had suddenly appeared, with some confusion, wondering what this person who came and went in such a hurry was doing.

However, what Binmiao didn't expect was yet to come.

Suddenly appearing, Ye Wenshu swung her Xuan Yu sword down without a word, severing Binmiao's head. Blood splattered everywhere, and Binmiao's expression was still full of shock and confusion.

"This sword strike is a lesson I'm giving you."

"Do your job properly. If you try anything behind my back again, this sword strike won't just be a simple matter of slicing off your head!"

Before she could finish speaking, Ye Wenshu had already risen into the air and disappeared without a trace.

When Tu Shanlian sensed Ye Wenshu's approaching aura and rushed over, all she saw was Binmiao's bewildered head lying on the ground, and his helpless body.

Ye Wenshu's sword strike only severed his head, without extinguishing his life force or targeting his soul and spirit. Therefore, Binmiao only felt pain but did not suffer serious injuries.

Tu Shanlian watched as Binmiao's body staggered to its feet, groping around to pick up its head and press it back onto its neck. She couldn't help but ask, "What have you done in secret to anger that prince so much?"

Upon hearing this, Binmiao was equally bewildered: "What could I possibly do?!"

"Right now, I'm focused on how the Shang Kingdom can unify Yangzhou. Where would I find the time to do other things in secret?"

"My clones have all been sent to other small countries to cause trouble, so there's no way they can provoke her!"

As she spoke, Binmiao became even more puzzled: "She sensed something and suddenly left earlier, then came back and stabbed me with a sword. Could it be that she lost a battle with someone?"

"But in this entire Nine Provinces realm, who can claim to be a definite winner against him?"

Lost in thought, Binmiao was startled: "Could it be Lingyuan?!"

Lingyuan?!
Tu Shan Lian was also startled: "Don't talk nonsense. If Ling Yuan really came, would you and I still be standing here safely?"

"Perhaps something else has upset His Highness. Let's be careful for now, since we're both under His Highness's control now."

"If you're living under someone else's roof, you should be prepared to live under their roof."

Binmiao was stunned for a moment, a dark glint flashing in his eyes. He secretly made a grudge against Ye Wenshu, vowing to avenge the unjust decapitation he had suffered.
Binmiao has never been a generous person. None of the Heavenly Demons are generous. Every Heavenly Demon is narrow-minded and emotionally twisted. They are beings nurtured by the dark side of the universe and are naturally the opposite of all sentient beings.

Only those celestial demons who can overcome and suppress their inner and emotional distortions, and whose souls completely break free from their shackles, can truly control everything about themselves.

Binmiao had undoubtedly suppressed her emotions and inner feelings very well; at least on the surface, there was little to no sign of anything unusual.

But Binmiao has always been petty; he can hold grudges for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Now, in Binmiao's heart, the hatred she remembers most is not for Jiang Sheng, but for that high and mighty Xuanjun who treated her like a pig or a dog.

Ye Wenshu, who had just left, also sensed that something was wrong.

Judging from Binmiao's expression and behavior, it doesn't seem like he was secretly trying to trip me up.

But those lotus seeds were clearly Binmiao's doing.
wrong!

Ye Wenshu was suddenly startled: those lotus seeds were merely a symbol of the Heavenly Demon, not necessarily the work of Binmiao!
Ultimately, Binmiao was just a Void Refining Demon, who had been suppressed and injured by Jiang Sheng several times. It was hard to say how much of his former cultivation he had now.

The lotus seeds were clearly not something that an ordinary Void Refining Heavenly Demon, or even a high-ranking Heavenly Demon Lord, could control.

That kind of power that silently erodes people's hearts and then affects their souls, that kind of erosive power that even the Dao Fruit of the Cave Profound Realm and the Extreme Realm of Refining Void cannot stop, is by no means an ordinary thing!
Only the one who can control this existence.
The Great Free Heavenly Demon Lord (End of Chapter)