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Chapter 89 A Scheme of Kindness (Please Subscribe!)

Within the Void Realm, the storm had just subsided.

Zhu Ming's gaze fell on the young man's figure, a fleeting, almost imperceptible look of surprise passing through his eyes.

Years ago, the other party was a fearful true disciple who could only rely on the wings of a remnant soul and spoke words that did not reflect his true feelings.

Today, the energy flows smoothly and harmoniously, and the sharpness of the spirit is contained within.

The most crucial point is that Zhu Ming, while in Xu Sixing's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, sensed an extremely faint yet unshakable aura.

A mark named "Acting on Behalf".

In the end, the master made a move against this foolish boy.

Once you cling to that towering jade pillar, it's hard not to rise to prominence.

"Old...Senior Zhu?"

Seeing Zhu Ming lost in thought, Xu Sixing tentatively called out to him.

Immediately, he clasped his hands in a salute to Chai Wu and Juexin: "Senior Brother, Master, although the demon has been eliminated, that sword strike was too smooth. A pure source of heaven and earth surged out of my body. If I do not find a place to go into seclusion to refine it, I fear I will explode and die."

This is not an exaggeration.

When the demon of Julu fell, more than just its demonic energy dissipated.

Furthermore, a wisp of extremely pure Dao gift flowed back into his body along the edge of the [Zhenli] sword.

Chai Wu strode forward, his face beaming with genuine joy: "Go! Such a fortuitous opportunity is not to be missed."

"When you emerge from the pass, we will surely have a hearty drink! Now that we are family, there is no need for formalities."

My own family.

Three words are worth a thousand.

Xu Sixing felt a surge of heat in his heart, nodded heavily, and transformed into a sword of light, rushing towards the cave in the back mountain.

As the figure receded into the distance, Chai Wu turned around and faced Zhu Ming, who was dressed in a divine robe. His expression was solemn, with a touch of unusual restraint: "Greetings, Your Excellency, High Priest."

Unlike their brotherly relationship with Xu Sixing.

In his eyes, Zhu Ming represents the unspeakable sacred furnace, a divine office appointed by the lord, and should be respected.

Zhu Ming maintained a composed demeanor, yet knew his place: "Elder Zhenyue, you're too kind. I'm just doing this for you, sir."

"I bear the divine duty of the Winged Fire Master, and need to reside in a place where the earth's fire is abundant to nurture my divine seal. The molten lava pool of Danxia Peak is just right, so I will not stay any longer."

After saying that, he looked in the direction Xu Sixing had left and muttered to himself, "Perfect timing. I need to catch up with that kid. I still need to settle some old scores with the Imperial Sword Sect."

The red robe billowed, and the flames vanished.

The vast emptiness was filled with only three people.

Chai Wu and Juexin are the same Iron-Maned Demon King who shrinks his neck, trying to make his presence less noticeable.

Chai Wu's tiger-like eyes locked onto Tie Zong.

"Ouch!"

Iron Mane shuddered and instinctively covered his head, the shadow of being used as a punching bag by the barbarians was still too heavy.

The expected heavy blow that shattered the rocks did not land.

Only one strong, large hand gently patted his shoulder.

"Well done."

Chai Wu's voice was deep: "If it weren't for that collision, the town at the foot of the mountain would probably have become a wasteland. I'm a rough man, I don't know how to talk nicely."

"Guanhua Gate will remember this kindness."

"From now on, don't mention the word 'prisoner.' If I get a bite of meat, you'll get your share of the soup."

Iron Mane was stunned.

A pair of small, focused eyes blinked, and a lump formed in her throat.

Having been kidnapped and forced into labor, this is the first time this demon has treated me as a companion.

"That's it! That's it!"

Iron Mane chuckled twice, straightened his back slightly, and said smugly, "Although this old pig is a scoundrel, he's still a demon king of his own right. He does have some sense. If that old deer hadn't been so fragile, he would have sliced ​​it into meat rolls!"

Juexin put his palms together and smiled, saying, "Benefactor Zhenyue, you flatter me. Subduing demons and monsters is simply my duty."

"Return to your ancestral home."

A chill crept into Chai Wu's eyes: "What's coming next is not suitable for monks and demon cultivators to get involved in."

Juexin, with her keen mind, immediately nodded and said, "It's windy outside, please take care."

He led Ironmane, who was still boasting about his achievements, and quietly returned to the mountain via another node.

Chai Wu twisted his neck.

He gazed at the invisible barrier before him, a wildly arrogant smile curving his lips.

Ordinary cultivators need to find weak points when entering and leaving the void.

He refused.

We must let those two old guys outside see clearly who is in charge of Qinglu Mountain today!

"open!"

He roared like thunder.

Chai Wu drew his arms wide, his muscles bulging, and forcefully gripped the two points in the void.

"Sizzle!"

The sound of tearing brocade rang out.

A huge gaping hole was torn open in the clear sky!

Blood and energy transformed into a dragon, soaring into the sky.

Chai Wu, shirtless and exuding a menacing aura, took a step forward and stood proudly on the cloud.

The present world.

Lang Che and Zhu Xuan, who had been waiting anxiously with furrowed brows, seemed to sense something.

Can someone tear apart the boundary with sheer physical strength?

"Such methods..."

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Lang Che placed his hand on the sword hilt, his Adam's apple bobbing: "Even if he were to go into seclusion to become the sect leader, he probably wouldn't be able to do so with such ease."

"More than just strength."

"This also means that Guanhua Gate is indeed blessed by this landscape!"

"and."

Zhu Xuan's voice was extremely low: "Since Zhen Yue has emerged unscathed, his vitality has not diminished but rather increased..."

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"That deer demon Xuanji, who had consumed a demonic potion and whose combat strength was approaching that of the late Foundation Establishment stage, is most likely... dead. This means that the Guanhua Sect has late-stage combat power."

In the blink of an eye, Chai Wu arrived on a cloud, hovering ten feet away.

Chai Wu had a stern face, just like a clay sculpture in a temple, cold, hard, and upright.

"You two."

"Your clan is quite generous."

"It would have been fine if they had come uninvited, but they have attracted a mad deer demon to run wild in Qinglu territory."

"Perhaps you find Guanhua Gate too quiet and have come to offer some amusement?"

"or..

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Chai Wu stepped forward: "Does the Imperial Sword Sect think our little temple is easy to bully? They want to use someone else to do their dirty work?!"

With overwhelming momentum and an aggressive demeanor.

Lang Che had a fiery temper and was used to being carefree, so when confronted directly, he instinctively retorted, "You..."

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Before he could speak, a withered hand blocked his way.

Bamboo Pavilion.

This elderly man, who usually seemed the most approachable and Confucian, now had a frosty expression.

Not only did he offer no way out, but his voice was cold and sharp, revealing a rare arrogance: "Lang Che, step back!"

"You've done something wrong, and you still want to make excuses?"

Zhu Xuan looked down at him: "Fellow Daoist Zhenyue, you misunderstand. It wasn't us who brought it here; it was a beast that went mad and ran amok. Our duty was merely to keep watch."

"As for where it ran to and where it died..."

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He sneered, "That's its destiny, and also Qinglu Mountain's...calamity."

"If Guanhua Gate can't even handle this minor trouble, why bother setting up a flag at Xianlu Plain? They should just close their gates and return to their hometown to farm."

Lang Che looked at his old friend as if they were meeting for the first time.

Losing one's mind?

Did the old bamboo pole take the wrong medicine?

On someone else's turf, facing a ruthless character who could tear the void apart with his bare hands, he uttered such arrogant words.

Not only is this provocation, it's downright suicidal!

Across from him, Chai Wu clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, veins bulging on his forehead: "What...what a calamity!"

"I have truly learned a great deal from the profound insights of the Imperial Sword Sect today!"

"Since Master Zhuxuan has already said this much, please excuse us from further hospitality!"

Chai Wu pointed out of the mountain: "See the guests out!!"

"Hmph! No need for me to see you off!"

Zhu Xuan flicked his sleeves, his expression one of extreme aloofness.

"What bad luck! I kindly lent you Zong Yangdanhe's alchemical text, but it's like throwing good money after bad. You're from a poor, remote place; how could you possibly understand the mysteries of alchemy?"

He grabbed Lang Che, who was still in a daze, and fled into the distance.

Above the clouds.

As Chai Wu gazed in the direction the two had left, the impulsiveness on his furious face gradually subsided.

"Uncle Yang... the imperial edict..."

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He stroked his stubble.

"Using malicious words to spread messages, but actually communicating with each other."

Chai Wu pressed down from the clouds and plummeted towards the main peak.

"We must immediately report back to our master and contact Uncle Yang. This secret connection... cannot be severed."

Thousands of miles away.

Two sword lights flew out of the void and re-entered the clear sky.

Lang Che finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He grabbed Zhu Xuan, his face full of disbelief: "Old Zhu Pole! Did you damage your brain when you bumped into something outside the Great Void?"

"Zhenyue has unlimited potential; we can't even win him over yet, so why humiliate him?!"

"A formidable rival to Hirashiki! This isn't like you!"

Zhu Xuan paused his escape, glanced sideways at Lang Che, and sighed softly, "You... have you cultivated swordsmanship to the point where your mind is filled only with sword intent?"

"And turn around a couple more times."

Lang Che wasn't annoyed by the scolding. He scratched his head and said, "Speak plainly, stop beating around the bush."

Zhu Xuan pointed to Qinglu Mountain, then to the main peak of his own Imperial Sword Sect: "Lang Che, think it over."

"Having survived this battle unscathed, Guanhua Gate has even displayed a fighting power sufficient to suppress a great demon, suggesting that the mysterious mountain god may be backing them up."

"What does it mean? And what about inside the door?"

"Yu Zhangyuan holds power and sees us as a thorn in his side."

"If we had been so friendly and even expressed a desire to befriend them..."

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"When the news reached the sect and reached Yu Zhang's ears, what did he think? How would he spread it?"

Zhu Xuan's eyes sharpened, mimicking Yu Zhang's tone:

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"Lang Che and Zhu Xuan colluded with outsiders, stood idly by while demons ran rampant, and used external forces to shake the foundation of their sect!"

Lang Che woke up with a start: "This..."

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"That old man is capable of anything!"

"At that point, even if we have a thousand mouths, we won't be able to prove our innocence! We might even force Senior Sister Suwen, who doesn't usually interfere, to side with Yuzhang for the sake of the sect's stability!"

"We have nowhere to stand inside this gate!"

Zhu Xuan interrupted, "So, we have to turn against each other! And it has to be a spectacular one! So everyone knows!"

"The more they target and the more they disdain, the more at ease that old fox Yu Zhang feels."

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"Openly repair the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass..."

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"Chai Wu may seem reckless, but I can see that his eyes are clear and he is a wise man who appears foolish."

"By deliberately mentioning Yang Danhe and Danshu, we were trying to enlighten him."

"On the surface, we are mortal enemies, but in private... through the Huayao Hall in Blackwater City, there are many things we need to discuss. Let's sit down and talk about them in detail."

Upon hearing this, Lang Che was speechless with astonishment, but finally gave a thumbs-up and exclaimed sincerely, "Insidious!"

"That's fucking insidious!"

"As expected of you, a true scholar's heart!"

"You flatter me."

Zhu Xuan didn't take it to heart and looked towards the distant main peak of the Sword Control Peak.

His brows furrowed, and he looked worried: "These are all minor techniques."

"The real concern is... how to report back to the headmaster."

"Regarding the deer demon, we followed orders and managed to get rid of the trouble."

"Furthermore, the source of the Xuanji anomaly...that pill, and the current state of the sect leader..."

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A Foundation Establishment cultivator who might have fallen into demonic possession and was refining pills using similar methods...

"Sigh, let's wait and see."

"Tsk tsk, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills."

Qingyuan stared at the two figures walking away on the screen and sighed.

"Old Daoist Zhuxuan, you've got some skills."

Although the other side used Guanhuamen as a pawn in this move, it was exactly what they wanted.

"If I don't want to be in cahoots with Wen Zhibai, I'm determined to undermine him!"

This live stream was very profitable.

The probe revealed deep cracks within the Imperial Sword Sect, laying the groundwork for the future recruitment of two high-end combat forces.

More importantly, there are clues about that mysterious sect leader.

"Secluded cultivation to break through to the Purple Mansion."

"The heartland of the immortal deer."

"Ren Dan" (a traditional Chinese medicine formula).

"In addition, there's the black flesh ball forcibly extracted from the deer demon's body."

Numerous clues point to only one possibility:

That sect leader is so obsessed with cultivating immortality that he's already stepped halfway into the demonic path.

"I don't care if you become an immortal or a demon."

Qingyuan shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions: "Let's digest what we've eaten first."

Click on the bottom right corner to access the "Furnace World" interface.

Within this small space, a fist-sized black mass, emitting a strange "squeaking" sound, went berserk.

Name: [? ? ? (Fragment of a Demonic Heart/???)]

The description is a bunch of gibberish.

[Analysis and refining in progress... Estimated time: two hours.]

"Thump! Thump!"

The stone egg inside the dantian became restless again.

It wants to eat that black ball!

"Don't rush."

Qingyuan was both amused and exasperated. He looked down and gently patted his belly, saying, "That stuff is filthy. Let's wash the stove clean before we eat it, okay?"

Strangely enough, the stone egg seemed to understand human speech and actually calmed down.

After calming the internal organ, Qingyuan focused his mind on his dantian and looked around inward.

With the return of Xu Sixing and Ou Yeheng to their positions, the landscape of the Qi Sea has undergone a major change.

It's no longer a matter of Shu Yan's "moon" and Chai Wu's "mountain" dominating the world.

The other two locations of the stone pebbles.

A thunderous sword gate, amidst flashes of lightning and thunder, represents Xu Sixing's "Cut Thunder and Wash Edge".

A colossal furnace spewing forth raging flames, sparks flying everywhere—this was Ou Yeheng's [Embracing Simplicity and Casting Spirit].

Four distinct phenomena surround the central stone egg, presenting a perfect four-symbol formation.

A stream of pure energy, imbued with special properties, is continuously flowing back to me through a mysterious connection.

Xu Sixing's side is "attacking".

Qingyuan glanced at the fruit knife, flicked his finger, and faint arcs of electricity appeared, coiling around it.

"Wow, that's Armament Haki."

Qingyuan is happy.

Ou Yeheng brought "assistance".

It has developed an almost intuitive and keen insight into the spatial structure, materials, and even subtle temperature differences of the surrounding things.

He has not yet broken through and cannot fully bear all the power.

However, these enhancements alone have already made this "mortal" ridiculously strong.

Qingyuan exited the internal vision with satisfaction and opened the sect list.

The current lineup of Guanhuamen is enough to terrify many people.

[Core Combat Force]:

[Chai Wu (acting): Mid-term mercury blood]

[Zhu Ming (Rank 6 Divine Official): Mid-Foundation Establishment Stage]

[Shu Yan (acting on behalf of): Early Foundation Establishment Stage (in seclusion)]

[Xu Sixing (Acting): Early Foundation Establishment Stage (In Seclusion)]

[Qin Ranqing: Early Foundation Establishment Stage]

[Ou Yeheng (acting as agent): Qi Refining Level 5]

[Foreign Support: Juexin (Mage), Tiezong (Demon King)]

As long as they don't provoke sects with a Purple Mansion True Person in charge, Guanhua Sect can completely roam freely in Xianlu Plain!

Qingyuan originally intended to issue the command to expand the entire map at this critical juncture.

But when the mouse hovered in mid-air over the map, he stopped.

"No, we're still rushing things."

He calmly considered the cards he could play at the moment: "Shu Yan and Xu Sixing are both in seclusion, so these two main damage dealers can't be used."

"As for Ou Yeheng... his combat ability is basically negligible, how could he be used for fighting?"

At present, the only ones who can move are Chai Wu and Zhu Ming.

"Is it just relying on Chai Wu's individual efforts?"

Qingyuan shook his head: "The efficiency is too low. What if someone launches a feint and steals our base, or he goes berserk and can't stop? It could easily cause trouble."

"Sharpening your axe won't delay your woodcutting; it's always better to be safe than sorry."

"It's not too late to push forward once Xu Sixing or Shu Yan have emerged from seclusion and formed the 'warrior-mage-priest' trinity."

C

Having figured this out, Qingyuan stopped messing around and let the game interface remain in a calm, idle state.

"Gurgle"

My stomach promptly let out a protest.

He glanced at the clock on the wall.

"It's already past six o'clock in the evening? No wonder I was starving. I was so engrossed in my game that I almost forgot about dinner."

Qingyuan got up, grabbed his coat and put it on, pushed open the door and went straight downstairs to the lively little restaurant.