Shennong Daojun.

Chapter 599 My fun is above yours!
Zhao Xing, Shu He, Ji Heng, and Wang Yue, the four divine generals, fought a massive battle outside Bai Fanlu to seize the heart.

This quickly alerted both sides.

Bai Fan sensed it first and immediately flew out to check. Yin Zai and Shen Ge arrived shortly after.

However, by the time they arrived, the battle was already nearing its end.

All that could be seen was thunder raging across the sky, stars falling, and the purple light receding.

"Lord Bai, who is fighting?" Shen Ge asked.

“Zhao Xing.” Bai Fan’s expression was solemn. “The enemy should be Vice Marshal Shu He and the two deans of the Eight Star Academy.”

"His whereabouts are unknown." Yin Zai carefully sensed and discovered that the battle between the four divine generals had entered the trap space, meaning that they could not provide support.

Such a battlefield was planned in advance. However, since Xi Tian Shen Wang City did not intend to attack Bai Fan Lu first, and also had to be wary of Wu Liang Zhen Shen launching an attack from Bai Fan Lu, the battlefield became extremely chaotic.

Both sides frantically threw traps, making it impossible for large armies to spread out on the battlefield, so they could only fight in the form of duels between generals.

Imagine a closed room with many large iron balls hanging from it, moving erratically. It would be difficult to even get through such a place, let alone fight.

Divine weapons are basically unable to participate in battles, and divine generals dare not linger, making it difficult to provide support for fear of causing even greater chaos.

"General Pan, clear out the traps." Bai Fan still had to do something because he couldn't determine Zhao Xing's true strength.

Although they could capture Ruixuan, Ruixuan was a god of destiny, and his combat power was not particularly strong.

They are different types and cannot be generalized. He has a relatively cautious personality. Regardless of whether Zhao Xing can win or not, he should be prepared to provide backup.

"Yes." Eight array boxes flew out from the body of a man next to him and began to dispel the nearby trap space.

He wanted to move those whirlpools further away and clear a path for them to pass through.

On the other side, in the Xi Tian Army Temple, eight divine generals also flew out of the barrier to observe the battlefield.

Of these eight, three are under the command of Marshal Zhongxuan, one of whom is named Jiayue, and is one of the deputy marshals.

The other five belong to the Department of Justice.

They were originally waiting for the outcome of the investigation into the abnormal heart condition of General Shuhe, but suddenly they received a plea for help from General Shuhe.

However, it was even more difficult for them to provide support, because General Shuhe was located closer to Bai Fanlu.

Before any rescue can be carried out, the traps must be cleared.

Therefore, General Jia Yue immediately directed people to set up traps and actively provide support.

Both sides are removing and relocating the trap space.

However, this thwarted Zhao Xing's plan.

He was to complete the coachman's task and spend fifteen days on the battlefield.

Wandering around in the trap space is certainly a safer approach; you won't find such good conditions in any other area.

However, on the tenth day, Zhao Xing discovered that there were no more trap spaces to traverse.

As a result, his war chariot was exposed to the outside world.

This left both sides dumbfounded.

Ji Heng and Wang Yue, both wearing golden headbands and iron chains around their necks, were pulling a cart at breakneck speed.

There was also a 'Nightmare Beast' in the middle.

It was the incarnation of the god Shuhe.

Fearing for his own death, Uncle He switched to the form of a mechanical warrior the moment he emerged from the trap.

In reality, it's completely useless.

General Jia Yue saw it at a glance; only the divine soldiers couldn't.

"Shuhe, Jiheng, and Wang Yue, have all been captured by Zhao Xing?"

"They arrested him, fine, but he's still pulling the cart?"

Jia Yue was deeply shaken.

The presidents of the two academies were not much weaker than the vice marshals, but they were defeated and captured before they could hold out for long.

Zhao Xing's strength exceeded her expectations. She originally thought that Zhao Xing only relied on a few powerful divine artifacts to cause so much trouble.

"My God, the deans of both academies have been forced into car slavery."

"Who is this person? How can they be so terrifying?!"

"I heard it's Zhao Xing, who recently became a Divine General."

"horrible."

"..."

The divine soldiers were discussing among themselves, but Jia Yue immediately scolded them, forbidding them from looking outside.

Bai Fan was also stunned.

Pan Si even forgot to move the trap.

Normally speaking, the difference between powerful generals at their peak is not that great, and they might fight for thousands of years without a clear winner.

That's why there's a reason for providing support. But unexpectedly, Zhao Xing had already captured the three peak-level Divine Generals shortly after meeting them!

"Am I under an illusion?" Shen Ge, the divine general, still couldn't believe it.

"Is that a vision caused by some kind of ethereal magic?"

“No, that’s Zhao Xing.” Shock flashed in General Yin Zai’s eyes.

That's the difference.

He just became a god-general, yet he can already easily defeat those of the same level; he seems invincible.

"The Boundless True God of yesteryear also had this kind of demeanor."

"No wonder Zhao Xing is highly regarded; his potential is astonishing."

It should be noted that Zhao Xing is famous for his potential to prove the Dao through Heaven and Earth, which is why he is fought over and snatched by multiple factions.

He is still just a free god, without even a single certificate, yet he has already displayed such astonishing combat power.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up and set up the traps," Bai Fan urged Pan Sijiang.

Zhao Xing did not return immediately, assuming that he was exhausted after the battle and did not even have the ability to cross the trap zone.

"Kill me, kill me!" Ji Heng's eyes rolled back as he roared furiously.

He values ​​his reputation and honor, but now Zhao Xing is treating him like a dog, which is worse than being killed.

Wang Yue was also furious and cold, but unlike the Martial God, she was controlled by the Great Dao Golden Hoop. Uncle He could still transform, and Ji Heng could still speak, but she couldn't even speak.

"Stop talking nonsense and run faster!"

Zhao Xing lashed out with his whip.

Snapped!
With a single lash, he struck three people at once.

"Woooooo~"

After being whipped, Wang Yue was the first to break down, his spirit collapsed, and he burst into tears.

It wasn't that Zhao Xing made her cry, but rather the strange chain around her neck.

The chariot beneath Zhao Xing's feet was given to him by the coachman; it was a manifestation of his spiritual essence.

Wang Yue didn't know why, but she just wanted to cry, and she couldn't control it.

She cried so pitifully, and her appearance was so moving.

But Zhao Xing remained unmoved.

Let her cry, it's all part of the process anyway.

"Dig, everyone, dig faster!"

Jia Yue was furious and urged the formation god to quickly set up the traps, as she was going to rescue them.

If word of this battle gets out, it will be an absolute disgrace, and her faction will be unable to hold their heads high as well.

"Yes!" The God of Formations agreed verbally, but in reality, his speed actually decreased.

He was not one of Jia Yue's men, and at this moment he had a different opinion: "The enemy is advancing instead of retreating, which may be a sign of something. I can't dig too fast, otherwise we will lose more manpower."

After five days of delay, Zhao Xing completed his task as a coachman and, without lingering, successfully returned to Baifan City along the main road cleared by Pan Si.

This scene quickly spread among the six legions of Xi Tian Shen Wang City.

For a time, people were restless, and even the five marshals who were entangled with the Boundless True God temporarily stopped fighting.

When Zhao Xing returned by car, he was met with the astonished looks of the crowd.

He captured three legendary generals in one battle and even swaggered around the battlefield in triumph; it was simply divine.

"Such a feat is rarely seen in my life."

"Zhao Sinong's divine power is simply unimaginable."

"Hahaha, Zhao Sinong is mighty!"

……

Exclamations of praise were heard incessantly.

In Shenji City, some people used to have some opinions about Zhao Xing.

They believed that the Boundless True God valued Zhao Xing too much, which even brought about his death.

However, these minor opinions have now dissipated.

How can you retain talent without making significant investments?

As it turns out, Zhao Xing absolutely deserves to be treated well.

"Lord Bai, we have managed to capture three people. Please decide what to do with them." Zhao Xing was very modest. After getting off the chariot, he immediately jumped off and handed the people over to Bai Fan.

He didn't even take the spoils of war, putting them directly into storage, only keeping Yang Hong's heart.

"Alright, alright, Zhao Xing, you go and rest to recover your strength. I'll take care of these bastards." Bai Fan grinned from ear to ear.

If the crisis at Shenji City is averted, the news will surely spread throughout many timelines, and everything that happened to Bai Fanlu will also be spread.

There is a great benefit in spreading God's name throughout the heavens.

Even if one is not a god who absorbs faith, one can still increase one's divine power through this.

"Yes." Zhao Xing immediately returned to Dao Qinglu.

He really couldn't fight anymore, because his luck had dropped below level 25.

The combined effects of forceful pulling and hard fishing, along with the casting of a curse spell, greatly depleted one's luck.

Furthermore, he still had many questions, because he was also puzzled by Uncle He's sudden appearance.

Upon returning, he immediately entered his inner world and questioned Ruixuan.

"Get up." Zhao Xing appeared beside Rui Xuan's bed; the guy was actually sleeping again.

"...Why didn't you knock?" Ruixuan was somewhat dissatisfied. He had never experienced the life of a prisoner and still couldn't get used to it.

However, he immediately came to his senses because Zhao Xing's eyes were hostile.

"It was my fault for being negligent," Ruixuan immediately admitted.

Zhao Xing didn't mind at all. Instead, he gave Ruixuan a few days off to rest and ask him how to use the One-Line Fishing Technique and the Five Elements Talisman.

He wanted Ruixuan to help him review the first battle in which he used the Qi-based technique.

"You arrested Uncle He? And two deans too? Haha." Ruixuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Then he realized that the smile was inappropriate and immediately shut up.

Zhao Xing asked, somewhat puzzled, "Do you have a grudge against them?"

"No."

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"It's due to my temperament."

"..."

“True nature leads to true enlightenment,” Ruixuan explained. “The orthodox God of Destiny believes in the theory of nature. Only by returning to one’s true self can one more easily obtain the destiny of heaven and earth.”

Zhao Xing was somewhat surprised. He had learned a lot from following Bowei. "On Human Nature" was a commentary on the theory of the Feather Emperor's nature.

This book stands on the side of liberating one's nature, focusing on cultivating the mind and emotions; it can be considered a kind of mental cultivation method.

Its core tenet is that true nature is based on the mind and that the seven emotions can change one's destiny. However, it was later distorted by evil practitioners and gradually became unrecognizable.

The main theme is the dark side of one's nature, which is poured out to others with the power of the mind, thereby achieving clarity of thought and elevating one's state of mind.

Unexpectedly, the God of Destiny also reveres this, but that's not what Zhao Xing wants to discuss.

Ruixuan replied, "Don't underestimate the theory of temperament. It is in line with the great principles of the universe. One must study this theory to understand one's destiny and spirit."

"What path do you follow?" Zhao Xing sat down.

“Of course it’s the Great Dao of Yin and Yang,” Ruixuan said calmly.

"All great principles and the workings of time are nothing more than the laws of Yin and Yang."

"When you use your Qi-based magic to forcefully pull and fish, you are actually expressing your true nature to the Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth."

Zhao Xing was puzzled, so Rui Xuan continued to explain:
"The Yin-Yang Dao is divine, while those with destiny are ordinary mortals."

"The performance of the Qi Luck Divine Technique is actually a ritual. It's like you're praying for divine intervention."

“If you do not reveal your true nature, then your heart is not sincere.”

"Not only will there be no gain, but there will also be a backlash."

"Or you don't know what you want, and God doesn't know what you want to do. Even if God appears, you may not get what you want."

Zhao Xing was taken aback; he hadn't expected such a statement.

He thought about it carefully and realized that when he cast the spell, he hadn't thought about what he wanted in particular; he just wanted to master the technique and wasn't concerned with the outcome.

“You’re right. My mind was indeed not on the gains from the spells, but on improving the spells themselves. In that case, how could Uncle He have lost his heart?”

"Because your luck is too high." Ruixuan said somewhat sullenly. "Even if your true nature is not revealed and you have no fixed thoughts, you still gained something, that is, the spell took effect."

"Of course, you can also say the opposite. The arrival of the three great generals can be seen as a backlash, but you are strong enough to turn misfortune into good fortune."

Ruixuan's tone was off when he said this; he seemed to be jealous.

The reason is that in a previous battle, Ruixuan used a line fishing technique to lure Zhao Xing into a very ominous situation.

But the result was a failure; even the Hengyun Talisman became ineffective.

It's like two believers having a dispute while praying to the Tao. As a result, Zhao Xing received the favor of the Tao, while Zhao Xing fell out of favor.

He himself cultivated the Great Dao of Qi and Divine Laws first, while Zhao Xing hadn't even entered the basics!

Ruixuan was naturally jealous.

“Go on,” Zhao Xing said.

"The way of destiny is vast, with countless spells, but all methods ultimately come down to one thing: it can be summed up in just four words."

"A twist of fate, a mistake."

"Shuhe's heart is the heart of Yang, and the Yin-Yang Dao has been affected by your magical ritual, producing the 'Yang Misalignment' effect."

"I have bestowed upon you a certain amount of the most yang essence."

Zhao Xing's expression was quite interesting; he hadn't expected that the God of Destiny would have its own set of self-consistent logic.

Ruixuan then went on to explain in more detail the unexpected twists and turns, revealing true feelings and genuine emotions.

"The sixty-year cycle is divided into four segments, starting with Jiazi, Jimao, Jiawu, and Jiyou, each with fifteen hours."

"...Jiazi and Jiawu are Yang Chen, hence the Yin Cuo."

"Ji-Mao and Ji-You are Yin Chen, hence there is a Yang difference."

"How could it be a coincidence?"

"As time goes by, the phenomena of the Dao are reversed, and people's perceptions are different. It's not wrong to call it a coincidence."

Zhao Xing pulled out the purple heart and muttered to himself:
"By a twist of fate... my method of 'pulling the line' was 'wrong' because of this overly optimistic mind. And 'wrong' because of those three people."

Ruixuan couldn't help but ask curiously, "You're short three divine generals? What are they for?"

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask." Zhao Xing put away his heart.

Ruixuan wisely kept quiet.

"You can take a three-year break." Zhao Xing gave him a long vacation, and then flew away.

"Only three years, tsk." Ruixuan scoffed, but remembering his previous experience, he immediately looked around and, seeing that Zhao Xing wasn't angry, he went to sleep with peace of mind.

...True gods can receive the assistance of heaven and earth, their magic and divine body can increase tenfold or a hundredfold, and they will be free from calamities.

The God of Fortune has no calamities, so it is no exaggeration to call him a true god.

The assistance that the God of Destiny receives is not a temporary enhancement of the spell's power, but rather takes another form.

After leaving Ruixuan, Zhao Xing was greatly inspired, and even his insights into other paths were somewhat enhanced.

He digested for a while, and soon left the inner world.

The coachman's task is now complete, and he needs to go and report back.

"Black robes, black robes!"

Zhao Xing appeared in the dark hall, calling out the name of the man in black robes.

"Here you are." The man in black robes appeared, and this time his tone was noticeably different, becoming more lively.

"I'm done. Take me to see the driver."

"Whoosh~"

Without a word, the man in black robes immediately teleported Zhao Xing away.

Sunshine, beaches, pubs.

The familiar ancient chariot, but only one remains.

Another one, in Zhao Xing's mind.

"Boom~"

A chariot, radiating light, flew out from Zhao Xing's mind.

The headless coachman, who was sitting on a sun lounger in the tavern's outer corridor, suddenly jumped up, seemingly very excited.

Swish swish swish~
Zhao Xing also sensed many shadows moving around inside the tavern, seemingly all focused on the car.

He could hear some sounds.

"Tsk, he actually did it."

"The three gods are pulling the cart; they've completely lost face now, hahaha."

“Look, Uncle He has turned into a beast, trying to hide his face.”

"I'm dying of laughter, hehehe~"

Zhao Xing saw some shadows laughing heartily, while others laughed until their shapes changed.

After the driver finished looking, he also grew a head. It had a square face and looked very ordinary, as if he really was a driver.

"Gentlemen, you all laughed just now, and quite loudly."

"This proves that my fun is above yours."

"Come on, everyone, settle the bill!" The coachman popped his head out and immediately went into the tavern to collect the money.

With each step he took, his posture became more solid, and he let out a loud laugh.

He would laugh out loud when he passed by some people.

But at most, they'd only laugh a couple of times.

After making a round, the driver returned, now radiating a newfound charm. Even though he still had that ordinary face, Zhao Xing felt he was extraordinary.

"Senior coachman," Zhao Xing said, bowing slightly.

"Zhao Xing, you are now a shareholder of the Dark Palace. You can ask Black Robe about your specific rights and interests." The coachman showed a satisfied expression.

"Thank you," Zhao Xing said, bowing. "But senior, who were those people just now...?"

“They are all shareholders, but your mind is still too weak to get along with them. I will introduce you to them once you have the will of a god-king,” the coachman said.

Only those who possess the will of a god-king can meet the people in the tavern.
Zhao Xing was shocked. Could it be that the contents of that container were the will of the God-King?
"Let's go, we can have some fun for a while longer." The coachman jumped onto an old chariot.

With a loud bang, it disappeared.

At the same time, the entire space also shattered.

Zhao Xing's vision blurred, and he was back in the original temple.

"Black Robe, what just happened? Why did it suddenly shatter?"

“The coachman’s mind has become more flexible; he no longer needs to rely on that space to sustain himself,” the man in black said. “He can leave that place.”

Zhao Xing looked bewildered. What was the man in black robes saying?
The man in the black robe waved his hand, and an ancient light appeared, within which were faint images, resembling a battlefield.

"The coachman was born in the era of the Ancestor of the Void and was a charioteer of an ancient god kingdom."

"After years of fighting, he gradually cultivated himself into a free god."

"Later, the Ancestor of Xu ended the chaotic war, and the coachman also retired. At this time, the coachman had already reached the God King realm."

Zhao Xing was shocked; the coachman was actually the God King.

"The coachman has no great ambitions. Reaching the God-King realm is already his limit. If he wants to become a Dao Lord, he will have to fight again."

"He was tired of fighting, so he simply stopped showing himself and began to live in seclusion. Later, he was introduced by the Seventh Madam and became an early member of the Dark Palace."

Zhao Xing listened quietly.

The man in black robes continued, "The God-King of Freedom, in a state of profound seclusion, can theoretically delay the divine tribulation to the very end of the universe."

"However, in reality, we have to face a terrible thing: the decay of the soul."

"A corrupt mind?" Zhao Xing asked in confusion.

"You can imagine that deep seclusion is like a stone, neither participating in worldly affairs nor interacting with people, without cause or effect, and even the thought of it stops moving."

"Over time, the soul becomes like the Dead Sea, slowly drying up."

Zhao Xing thought for a moment, then frowned.

This almost complete state of disappearance is truly terrifying.

If one does not build up power and does not fight for anything, it is as if a person has no purpose and has lost the meaning of life.

When the sea of ​​the heart dries up, it will gradually perish.

If one establishes power and creates karma, it is equivalent to breaking the divine concealment, undergoing tribulation, and even getting involved in conflicts and battles.

“Living too long without going out and about will eventually lead to a state of spiritual stagnation, making it difficult to escape such a predicament on one’s own,” the black-robed man explained.

"The Seventh Madam introduced the coachman, which can be considered as saving his life."

"Is the Dark Palace the solution to the corruption of the soul?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Yes."

Zhao Xing understood.

Strong individuals like coachmen cannot, or rather do not wish to, advance further to become Dao Masters.

Some of them are simply not fond of fighting or dealing with cause and effect.

So slowly, they came together.

Of course, they didn't want to die either; they wanted to live and provide meaning to the lives of people like them.

Thus, the God of Joy and the Dark Palace were born.

Seeking pleasure is a way of replenishing one's spiritual strength, thereby preserving the immortality of the soul.

Otherwise, it will inevitably perish.

He then understood why the driver was headless at first, but later regained his head.

He probably got his energy from the 'fun' from the others.

"No wonder the Dark Palace is built in the mental space; perhaps some people there no longer have physical bodies," Zhao Xing thought to himself.

"The mental realm where the Dark Palace exists is quite special; the Great Dao of Cause and Effect is very difficult to penetrate. Even if we're just watching or creating a spectacle, it won't generate any cause and effect. After all, our role is merely that of an intermediary," the black-robed man explained.

"Of course, even so, some karmic consequences will still accumulate, and over time, one will inevitably suffer calamity."

"Of the original founders of the Dark Palace, only the Seventh Madam remains," the man in black robes remarked with emotion.

"Does the Dark Palace not have any powerful figures who have attained the Dao through Heaven and Earth?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Yes, the Seventh Madam is one," the man in black robes said. "Only the Seventh Madam is a God-King who has proven her divine power through Heaven and Earth."

"When you attend parties in the future, you will get to know the other shareholders and also Madam Seven."

"Understood." Zhao Xing nodded. He was still somewhat wary of finding out the shareholder's identity. He couldn't force it; he could only wait for an opportunity to make contact.

However, he had no interest in it anyway, since the Dark Palace's principle was to avoid getting involved in conflicts. They could watch for fun, but they would never be subdued.

"Once you become a shareholder, you can purchase all the treasures of the Dark Palace at cost price."

"The Dark Palace's own treasures, which are of the mind and will type and include secret techniques, are only available to shareholders. However, these cannot be exchanged for ordinary treasures; they can only be exchanged for 'Mind Points'."

"You must be careful not to reveal these treasures and secret techniques, otherwise you will lose your shareholder status and never be able to regain it."

"Understood." Zhao Xing nodded.

In order to maintain the immortality of the mind, the Dark Palace naturally collected the most secret techniques and treasures related to mental will.

The big shots in the Dark Temple have almost no other needs; the only thing they need is mental power, or mental points.

Sharing a fun memory with others can earn you Heart Points.

Just like the coachman did.

The specific conversion method needs to be discussed, as there are basically no clear boundaries.

Spiritual points are quite hard to find because the big shots have exhausted all the heavens and myriad worlds and have seen too much.

Zhao Xing was able to become a shareholder, and the coachman was able to recover, all because it is rare for someone like Zhao Xing to have all three sources of power combined to become a god.

Secondly, Zhao Xing still has a great chance of proving his Dao through Heaven and Earth. The Ten Directions Mountain Theory and the Diejie Mountain Theory are unknown areas that they have never ventured into.

"Black Robe, first transform the Heavenly Tribulation Technique and the Di Cang," Zhao Xing said.

“Alright.” The man in black robes nodded. “After you leave, the Dark Palace will materialize the Daoist scriptures and supporting cultivation materials in your territory.”

"Black Robe, do you have any classified information here, such as where Bovi is right now?" Zhao Xing asked.

“We don’t conduct investigations on our own initiative, but we can do it if you require it,” the man in the black robe said.

"What if I want to check on high-level clients?"

"Given your situation, you can only access information on three high-level clients per era."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Xing asked, confused.

"Although you are a shareholder, you still have great ambitions. Only when you have no more worries can you investigate without any restrictions."

"This is to prevent any shareholder from dragging the Dark Palace into a major crisis." Zhao Xing nodded.

The founder died, leaving only the Seventh Wife. This suggests that the Dark Palace has undergone significant changes, as there will always be those who want to take advantage of its convenience.

"Black Robe, I need to send some things to the seventh Yang year of the Third Era in the Desolate Region."

"Yes." The man in the black robe nodded.

"In addition, Ji Si, Liu Tianning, Yun Tiandao, and Ji Che of the Great Zhou Dynasty will all be included as high-level clients."

"I'll take care of it when it's delivered," the man in black replied, as this was Zhao Xing's prerogative.

Afterwards, Zhao Xing did not linger. After exchanging for the Di Cang Bian and the Heavenly Tribulation Technique, he left the mental world.

Soon after, the Dark Palace manifested treasures, and he successfully obtained the necessary cultivation materials for both methods.

He then packed up most of the treasures he had obtained from Ruixuan and sent them back to the Third Era of the Desolate Region through the Dark Palace, believing that the Great Zhou would find them useful.

The battle at Shenji City is over, but it's unclear how long it will take. It's best to send these lucky treasures and experience points back first.

……

The fighting subsided for a while after that.

Zhao Xing stopped fighting and waited for his luck to recover while cultivating the Four Methods of Heavenly Timing.

The Di Cang Transformation, the Heavenly Tribulation Method, the Four Seasons Boundary Gate, and the Nine Sources Divine Thunder—these four Heavenly Timing Methods are all secret techniques of the Divine King.

Zhao Xing must first master all kinds of magic to know how to prove things, laws, heaven, and earth; otherwise, it's just empty talk, and even if he does prove something, it won't last long.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, Shenji City was besieged for fifty-eight years.

Sixty years later, Qingyuzi emerged from seclusion, having already subdued Shaqinggun.

"What? He actually did something so earth-shattering?!" Qingyuzi chatted with Lü Ming and heard about Zhao Xing's deeds.

"What a pity, what a pity!" Qingyuzi lamented, realizing he hadn't participated in such a matter!

"What's there to regret?" Lü Ming laughed. "You can also apply to fight."

“Indeed.” Qing Yuzi stood up and cupped his hands toward Lü Ming: “Now that I possess my natal artifact, I humbly request your guidance, Brother Lü Ming.”

"You two are really alike. As soon as you come out of seclusion, you both use me as a test subject." Lü Ming shook his head helplessly.

A month later, Qingyuzi left satisfied and went to find Yan Ao again.

Without saying a word, Yan Ao also fought with Qing Yuzi.

"Your killing staff is truly extraordinary. With it or without it, it's a completely different story." Yan Ao was extremely surprised. The Green Elm Seed paired with his natal artifact was ridiculously powerful.

It was even stronger than the feeling Zhao Xing had given him back then.

Then he thought of the Boundless True God. Qingyuzi's strength increased greatly after obtaining a divine artifact. Doesn't that prove the power of the Boundless True God?
Could this person be a replica of the Great Emperor?

Yan Ao was somewhat worried.

Qingyuzi didn't think that much about it; he went to find Lu Ya again.

Lu Ya didn't want to pay him any attention, but Qing Yuzi's words stunned him.

“Lu Ya, you and the Nian beast are just friends who exchange meals. If he knew you were eating alone, I'm afraid he wouldn't…”

"Gah!" Lu Ya roared in anger.

Here we go again!

Neither of these two officials is a good person; all they know is how to coerce ducks.

"You've angered me!" Lu Ya said angrily.

Qingyuzi raised his stick to block.

Three months later, Qingyuzi, leaning on his chopping stick, limped away.

Lu Ya wasn't having an easy time either; its feathers were all gone again.

However, she finally managed to get Qingyuzi to shut up.

With a string of victories, Qingyuzi had become arrogant.

Following the cause and effect, he found Zhao Xing's location.

The 'Spring Star' among the Ten Divine Stars.

Qingyuzi descended from the sky, wearing the Xuantian Tai Sui Armor and wielding the Shaqing Staff, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

Zhao Xing sat on the mountaintop fishing, with a virtual river faintly visible and a bronze gate behind him.

"Shh~"

When Zhao Xing saw Lao Qing appear, he gestured for him not to disturb him.

"What are you doing?" Qingyuzi crouched down beside Zhao Xing. "I've never heard of you liking fishing."

"You didn't use a stick as a weapon before either? Have you tamed the killing stick?" Zhao Xing glanced at him.

“Of course.” Old Qing raised his chin slightly. “Also, it will be called the Wuji Staff from now on. Don’t get it wrong.”

"It doesn't sound good. Calling it 'closing stick' sounds better."

Yo?
He's very rebellious!
Qingyuzi looked at Zhao Xing and brandished his long staff: "Shall we have a match?"

"I'm not fighting you, I have something to do." Zhao Xing shook his head.

"What exactly are you fishing for?" Qingyuzi wondered. He had mastered his divine skills and had already defeated Lü Ming, Lu Ya, and Yan Ao after leaving seclusion. He didn't believe that Zhao Xing couldn't sense it.

How could he possibly refrain from making a move?
"I'm fishing... Here I come!"

Just as Zhao Xing was about to speak, he saw the Xu River suddenly boil, as if a giant whale was churning inside.

Qingyuzi was startled. This was on Chunyao Star, where did such great divine power come from?

"Boom~"

The Void River expanded rapidly, even shattering the barrier space.

Immediately afterwards, Qingyuzi stared in disbelief at the tiny point of starlight that appeared in the material world.

"My God, that...that's the Ten Directions Battle Order for besieging Shenji City?"

(End of this chapter)