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A few days later, in Iwaki.

In a pavilion in the city center, Lan He, Lan Ying, and Qing Feng sat on one side, while opposite them sat Mu Lin and his icy-cold sister, Mu Hanyue.

Lan He was still dressed in white today, with delicate features and handsome face. He inherited the bloodline of his mother's nine-tailed fox clan, and his appearance was extremely good. Even when he was sitting casually, he had a charm that made people unable to look away.

In the distance, the clamor of other dynasties' forces could be faintly heard. As the ancient battlefield opened, more and more dynasties' forces descended into this space, converging on various cities.

Although Yan City is located on the outskirts, the new dynasty's troops have been continuously moving in these past few days, and the noise in the city is becoming increasingly loud.

However, although many teams have come to Yan City, the Immortal Dynasty and the Lonely Moon Dynasty are still the most respected.

One is one of the top ten super dynasties, with a profound foundation; the other, though not ranking in the top ten, is also a genuine super dynasty, with a Shengxuan Realm expert in charge. With these two behemoths here, other dynasties naturally dared not act rashly, and all went around them or took the initiative to pay their respects.

Mu Lin picked up his teacup, took a sip, and smiled at Lan He:

"Brother Lan, quite a few small dynasties have come to pay their respects these past few days. Would you like me to help you pick out a few that you find pleasing and take them as your followers?"

Lan He glanced at him indifferently, without replying.

Lan Ying couldn't help but chuckle: "Young Master Mu certainly knows how to worry about others."

Mu Lin didn't take it to heart and still smiled.

Mu Hanyue maintained her icy demeanor, sitting upright beside her brother, her gaze fixed straight ahead, seemingly indifferent to everything. However, her gaze would occasionally drift unintentionally across the Blue River opposite, only to be immediately withdrawn as if nothing had happened.

Lan He seemed oblivious to these gazes. He had been used to being looked at because of his appearance since childhood, and he was already used to it.

He put down his teacup, looked at Mu Lin, and asked seriously, "Brother Mu, you've been here for half a month now. Have you heard any news about the 'Balance Spirit Fruit' in this area?"

Mu Lin paused slightly, then shook his head: "Balancing Spirit Fruit? I've never heard of that before. Is Brother Lan looking for that kind of healing artifact that harmonizes life and death energies?"

Lan He nodded.

Mu Lin frowned and pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "In the past half month, I have dealt with several dynasty teams in the vicinity, and I have never heard anyone mention this item. It is probably not in this area."

Lan He remained expressionless and asked again, "What about the ruins of the ancient sects? Are there any nearby?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Lin couldn't help but chuckle.

"Brother Lan, if there really are ancient ruins nearby, would I, Mu Lin, still be sitting here peacefully drinking tea?"

He shrugged, his tone tinged with helplessness:

"We've already taken our men to seize opportunities; we don't have time to entertain you here."

Lan Ying chuckled, and Qing Feng also slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Lan He remained calm, simply nodding without saying anything more.

Seeing this, Mu Lin added:

"But Brother Lan, there's no need to rush. The Hundred Dynasties Battlefield is vast, and we're still on the outskirts. The real opportunities lie deeper within. Once the Hundred Dynasties Mountain opens in six months, news from all directions will naturally converge. It won't be too late to inquire then."

Lan He nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Since there is no news of the Balancing Spirit Fruit in this area, I plan to take my leave in a few days and head to the core area of ​​the battlefield."

Mu Lin was slightly taken aback: "Leaving so soon?"

Lan He nodded, but did not explain anything further.

If his memory serves him correctly, the Balancing Spirit Fruit appeared once during the Great War of the Hundred Dynasties in the original world, at an auction in Myriad Elephant City. That city is located near the core area of ​​the ancient battlefield and is a necessary route to Hundred Dynasties Mountain.

It's still early, and we don't know if there will still be any Balance Spirit Fruits up for auction in Wanxiang City. But it's never a bad thing to go and take a look.

Just then, a sudden commotion and a few screams broke the peace of the city.

The people in the pavilion all looked up at the same time.

A cultivator dressed in the attire of the Lonely Moon Dynasty was seen staggering towards them. His face was bruised and swollen, and his clothes were disheveled, clearly indicating that he had just been severely beaten.

Mu Lin's expression darkened, and he stood up.

The cultivator ran forward, knelt on one knee, and his voice was tinged with fear:

"Young Master Qi! The people of the Heavenly Demon Dynasty have arrived! They... they've declared they'll drive everyone out of the city, allowing only their Heavenly Demon Dynasty to occupy Yan City!"

Mu Lin frowned deeply: "What?"

The cultivator caught his breath and continued, "They said we could stay, but we'd have to pay them protection money... A few of us brothers who were maintaining order at the city gate went to argue with them, and they beat us up!"

Mu Lin's expression darkened completely.

The three of them, Lan He and his companions, exchanged glances and raised their eyebrows slightly.

Heavenly Demon Dynasty.

They were familiar with this name; it belonged to the Yuan Sect, and although not as powerful as the Tianyuan Dynasty, it was still one of the ten super dynasties. Most importantly, the Tianmo Dynasty and the Tianyuan Dynasty had always been staunch allies, and their Immortal Dynasty…

They are not compatible at all.

Qingfeng snorted coldly and stood up: "What a small world."

Lan Ying also stood up, cracked her wrists, and said with a half-smile, "Just when I was about to doze off, someone brought me a pillow?"

Lan He didn't speak, but simply put down his teacup and slowly stood up.

Seeing this, Mu Lin assumed they were going to stand up for him, and quickly waved his hand, saying:

"Brother Lan, there's no need for that. I'll handle this myself. If it really doesn't work out, I can just give Yan City to them. Anyway, we'll be leaving soon, so there's no need to clash with them over something like this."

Lan He glanced at him, his expression indifferent:

"Brother Mu, this has nothing to do with you."

He paused, his gaze drifting towards the city gate, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"Our Immortal Dynasty and their Heavenly Demon Dynasty... have some old scores to settle."

"Old grudges?" A hint of doubt flashed in Mu Lin's eyes.

Although he knew that both the Heavenly Demon Dynasty and the Immortal Dynasty were among the ten super dynasties, he was unaware of any grudges between them.

Just then, Mu Hanyue gently tugged at his sleeve and whispered:

"Brother, the Heavenly Demon Dynasty is a vassal of the Yuan Sect and an ironclad ally of the Heavenly Yuan Dynasty. The Immortal Dynasty... is from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace."

Upon hearing this, Mu Lin's expression immediately sharpened, and he instantly understood.

The relationship between Yuanmen and Jiutian Taiqing Palace is known throughout the Eastern Xuan Region. On the surface, they are amicable, but in reality, they have been vying for power for countless years. With two super sects at odds, it is naturally impossible for the dynasties under their rule to coexist peacefully.

No wonder Lan He said, "There are some old scores to settle."

This is not just "some old grudges," it's clearly a deep-seated resentment.

Mu Lin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but saw Lan He already walking towards the city gate.

Lan Ying and Qing Feng followed closely behind, their steps unhurried, but their faces both carried a hint of coldness.

Mu Lin stood there, watching the three white-clad figures gradually disappear into the distance, and suddenly sighed.

"Alright, the two top ten super dynasties are going to clash, we can't get involved in this."

He turned to look at his sister and said with a wry smile:

"Let's go, can't we at least follow them and see what the fuss is about?"

Mu Hanyue did not respond, but silently followed her brother's steps.