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"Who knows, one day I might wake up and find myself and my city used as sacrifices by the Nightmare Suppressors."

The moment Grand Tutor Jin opened his mouth, he launched a fierce attack on the soft spot in Xia Yumin's heart.

The ancient races once occupied the central region, where humans lived freely but died randomly.

Humans naturally tried to resist, unwilling to become food for the ancient races, ferocious beasts, and magical beasts. Although the resistance always failed, it was not until the Xia clan led the alliance of various tribes to launch a counter-offensive against the ancient races.

It also allowed those ancient, high-ranking races to experience the freedom of life and the randomness of death.

The Xia Yu Kingdom was established amidst a sea of ​​blood. Only after Emperor Wusheng ascended the throne and suppressed the evil lands throughout the central region could the Xia Yu Dynasty truly establish itself in the cultivation world.

"Your ancestors and elders must have followed His Majesty in expanding the territory, and some of them must have died at the hands of the Nightmare Suppression Beasts. Now you are being forced to undergo painful and cruel transformations and learn the Nightmare Suppression techniques that you once loathed."

"The reason for everything is the injustice of Heaven!"

"The situation we are facing now is exactly the same as that faced by Emperor Yu of Xia. Heaven does not want us to enjoy a life of leisure at home, nor does it want our descendants to sit in classrooms. Heaven wants our descendants to be illiterate, and if you put a divine martial arts manual in front of them, they will not even be able to understand what is written in it!"

"Don't think about leaving problems to future generations. We are already being oppressed like this before we even die. What will the world be like after we die? Rather than trusting the wisdom of future generations, we should trust our own hands. If Heaven can't stand to see us living comfortably, we will use our hands to tear apart those who try to make us unhappy, and then enslave their offspring like cattle and horses!"

Grand Tutor Jin began to mobilize the white-clad men. Although his words were not necessarily passionate and eloquent, every sentence was a bloody account of the pioneering history that Xia Yu had experienced.

The issue now is not about interests, but about survival.

Even if the Xia Dynasty wanted to retreat and make way for the gods and immortals, further retreat would lead to an abyss.

You will die, and your descendants will only be offerings or food. There is no way to retreat now!

"You have only one mission: to stain your white robes with the blood of the enemy, and with the ferocity of demons, wield your blades to slaughter all who resist, and calmly and methodically slaughter any Nightmare Suppressors you see!"

"They are your enemies, and the only thing you need to remember."

"Go, all of you!"

Grand Tutor Jin looked at the advance team members and calmly told them to disperse, kill all the Nightmare Suppressors they had seen and heard, store their flesh and blood in a magical artifact, and bring it back to Zhaoyao Mountain. He then used the flesh and blood of the Nightmare Suppressors to commemorate the foundation that the Xia Yu Dynasty had built in the Immortal Realm.

"Flying bird—"

The men in white accepted the order without asking any further questions. The questions they had been wondering about had already been answered by their teachers in class. They had come to the Immortal Realm to kill and purify the soil.

Whoever can satisfy Grand Tutor Jin will be able to obtain the true method of becoming an immortal from him!

Therefore, there's no need for further words; simply put on the white mask, abandon humanity, and kill all those who disobey.

Like Daoist deities, the white-robed figures raised their hands and unleashed Daoist seals, their flesh and blood twisting and turning into white birds that flew away from Zhaoyao Mountain in flocks to find their target.

"Grand Tutor Jin, this is a letter from the Princess. Please give it to Brother Su."

Zhou You did not rush to set off. He came to Grand Tutor Jin with Wen Juntong and handed over a jade slip that Princess Wuxi had given him before his departure.

"You've come at a really bad time. The little fox just left not long ago; she should be in the northern part of the Immortal Realm by now, right?"

Grand Tutor Jin looked at the jade slip in his hand and said, "He should have encountered Zhulong by now, right? And he should be engaged in a battle with the god of Zhongshan, right?"

However, Su Yan, who was located in the north, did arrive at Zhongshan, but things were completely different from what Grand Tutor Jin had imagined. Su Yan couldn't even see Zhulong.

"Make way! Make way! The terrain here has been altered, and no one is allowed to pass at this time!"

"If you want to do business in Zhongshan, wait until we bring the water from the Milky Way here, and let Master Zhuyin have dinner and a bath before we talk about anything else!"

"If I say I won't approve it, I mean it. If you're really in a hurry, come and help me dig a canal to bring in the water from the Milky Way!"

A true immortal floated in the sky, issuing a death warning to cultivators within a million miles.

With the Candle Dragon about to awaken, they must connect the heavens and bring in the waters of the Milky Way before the Candle Dragon awakens, to present the Candle Dragon with a grand and magnificent winding stream banquet.

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 596 The Awakened Candlelight

"Get out of the way! Everyone, get back! I don't care what your reasons are. Either come and help us dig, or stay put and wait for us to finish!"

As Su Yan approached the Zhongshan area, his path forward was blocked. Zhu Yin's subordinates were excavating the altar and building a waterway that would meander around Zhongshan, all for the purpose of hosting a water-flowing banquet.

The so-called "winding stream banquet" can be simply explained as creating a waterway where dishes and wines are placed on wooden platters and flow past the guests along the waterway. However, because the waterway is winding, the dishes and wines do not always flow directly to the end.

Whoever is presented with the dishes and wine must pick them up, stand up, and recite a poem or compose a lyric for the host of the banquet.

Originally a ritual for praying for blessings, the "winding stream party" has now evolved into an elegant banquet, a feast that showcases wealth and power. It has transformed from a simple waterway into a river that winds around the city, making it an extremely extravagant and complicated banquet.

Although Su Yan had heard of the winding stream party, he had never seen a large-scale one. The demon race did not have such a venue or custom, and it was unlikely that the Xia Yu Dynasty would hold such a large-scale banquet that would be so wasteful of resources.

"Boom boom boom——"

The wooden stakes, too heavy for dozens of people to encircle, were driven into the ground one by one, forming an oval shape. Streams of crimson light connected all the wooden stakes together, and pieces of metal, similar to bronze, adhered to the outside of the stakes. The metal adhered directly to the stakes upon contact with the crimson light.

A large number of beings wearing shackles, holding chisels and hammers, came to the metal cylinder. They hammered the bronze metal with the chisels, creating patterns and characters.

On the way to Zhongshan, there were only these shackled beings. Some were driving piles into the ground, some were forging bronze water channels, and immortals floated in the sky, wielding iron whips as overseers and shouting at the shackled slaves to speed up.

"Oh dear, what should we do? The road to Zhongshan is completely blocked, and I'm in a hurry to deliver the medicine!"

Because Su Yan was unaware of the current situation, he did not go forward to argue with the immortals. Instead, he sat on a wooden stake next to the altar that was under construction, watching the busy people of Zhongshan and the slaves who were suspected of being enslaved by the Nightmare Town.

A young man sat down next to Su Yan, looking dejected, and complained about the immortals blocking the road.

"If you're really in a rush, you could try helping to build the irrigation canal!" Su Yan said, seeing the young man's incessant complaining with a hint of wariness. He immediately refuted the young man's complaints.

The god of Zhongshan, Zhuyin, is different from Ruonv and the celestial god that Su Yan knows. Zhuyin has an extremely large force under his command, unlike Ruonv and the celestial god who are lone heroes.

Zhuyin commands two holy spirits, one of whom is said to be Zhuyin's child, and the number of gods and immortals is even greater. To contend with Zhuyin, one would need at least a holy spirit of the level of the Queen Mother of the West.

Su Yan truly admired the guy beside him, who spoke up on Zhuyin's territory to imply that Zhuyin was cruel and ruthless.

“Digging a canal? I’m not going.” The young man waved his hands repeatedly when he saw Su Yan trying to talk to him: “Those guys said that to show sincerity and to ensure that the dishes are not contaminated with any impurities of spiritual energy, they must be hand-rubbed. No way, no way.”

Su Yan: "."

This won't work, that won't work, do you want to fly?

Seeing the bronze trough being erected, Su Yan ignored the guy next to him, lying on the wooden stake and looking at the oval altar with a large dent in it, which looked more and more like a water storage device.

"Any handsome men or beautiful women with aquatic abilities? Must be handsome men and beautiful women, preferably young boys and girls. Urgent! We need your help cleaning the sink!"

Two days later, the bronze water tank had been connected from the altar to the depths of Zhongshan. When the overseer in the sky saw that it was almost time, he called out to all the handsome men and beautiful women to come and help.

"With gratitude and blessings, we summon a trickle of water to cleanse the bronze trough, allowing it to radiate a sense of comfort and goodwill both inside and out."

As soon as the foreman said this, Su Yan saw some of the cultivators who had just stood up immediately sit back down.

Su Yan almost couldn't help but laugh. The cultivators who were blocked by the road were already full of complaints, so how could they possibly summon a stream of goodwill?

However, it must be said that this immortal was very eloquent. He directly asked for handsome men and beautiful women of the water element. Su Yan almost stood up from the wooden stake, but when he heard the immortal say that he wanted virgin boys and girls, Su Yan immediately sat down.

"It seems... I'm the only one who can do it!"

After spending two days with the young man sitting next to Su Yan, Su Yan learned that his name was Luo Anquan and that he was a local from Zhongshan. He had come out of the city because his herbal medicine shop was short of herbs and he had gone to the neighboring mountain to collect them.

"You sit down, the person next to you get up."

When the True Immortal saw Luo Anquan run out, he frowned upon seeing Luo Anquan's unremarkable face. He raised his hand to signal Luo Anquan to sit back down and invited Su Yan, who was next to Luo Anquan, to step forward.

A single shout from a true immortal actually contains certain special power, capable of giving certain hints to living beings.

Although Su Yan was not a virgin, his appearance was absolutely the most beautiful in the world. With all these factors combined, he was far more attractive than Luo Anquan.

Luo Quan'an looks far too safe.

"Summon the trickle of water to clean the sink?"

Su Yan looked at the water troughs that were spreading into the city, then looked at the True Immortal and asked, "Can I wash myself as I go into the city without having to come back?"

"The entrance fee and meal expenses are waived." Zhenxian didn't waste any words and directly responded to Su Yan.

Those who helped with the construction, rather than being slaves, were actually allowed to attend the Flowing Water Feast. Zhuyin sat in the first place, the city's followers sat in the second place, the construction workers sat in the third place, and the others who paid for their meals could only sit in the fourth place. The rest were fed to wild beasts and not given to the slaves.

In the Zhongshan region, Zhuyin represents order and discipline, unlike the complete disorder found in the outside world.

"Okay."

Seeing that he could enter the city, Su Yan didn't have much of an objection. He used a water-based escape technique, and his figure instantly turned into water mist and disappeared, reappearing in front of the bronze altar. He stood next to the water outlet of the water tank, while the female cultivator standing on the opposite side of the water tank smiled gently at Su Yan and greeted him.

Those who came to help included people who wanted to go to Zhongshan City, and people who originally lived in Zhongshan City.

The Flowing Water Banquet was held because the god of Zhongshan, Zhuyin, was about to awaken from his slumber, and Zhuyin's followers specially organized this grand feast.

"The clear spring flows with a melodious sound—"

Su Yan raised his hand and summoned a ball of clear water, free of any malice, to place above the water tank. The female cultivator opposite Su Yan did the same, summoning a ball of clear water.

Su Yan manipulated the water flow to pressurize and spray it into the tank, while the cultivator also manipulated the water flow to clean the tank on Su Yan's side, causing the two water flows to intersect and move forward.

After Su Yan and the female cultivator set off, the second group of boys and girls, just like Su Yan and the female cultivator, manipulated the water flow to form an intersection and walked into the city. Dozens of groups of boys and girls cleaned the bronze water tank, washing away the aura of the Nightmare Suppressors and other impurities contained in the bronze.

The bronze trough exudes goodwill both inside and out.

"Ok?"

Meanwhile, atop Zhongshan Mountain, the moment Su Yan raised his hand to unleash the dragon race's unique technique of gathering water with spiritual energy, the creature lying within the crimson gauze tent slowly opened its eyes, turned its head to look at the bustling scene below the mountain, and murmured with a slow, upward curve of its lips, "Has the dragon race... returned?"

"Looks like I woke up just in time! Hahaha! They must be furious by now, right?"

Although separated by a red gauze curtain, the creature inside slowly sat up, one hand supporting itself on the bed, its long legs slowly pulling back to form an M shape, its graceful and exquisite figure still fully on display.

The creatures outside the tent were shocked to see their lord awaken ahead of schedule. They hurriedly began to prepare clothes, and the entire palace atop Zhongshan Mountain began to operate busily.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 597 Candlelight

"What? My father is awake?"

A young man was slumped in Zhongshan City, surrounded by a large number of beautiful half-demon beasts. But as a servant hurriedly ran from outside the palace into the palace and whispered a few words to the young man, he suddenly stood up, a look of tension on his face.

"Yes, sir. Your Lord Zhuyin has awakened prematurely for some reason and is currently bathing and changing," the attendant said cautiously. "Your Lordship has ordered us to inform Lord Gu Jun to proceed to the summit of Zhongshan."

"understood!"

Gu Jun suppressed the surprise on his face, waved away the servants who came to inform him, tidied his clothes slightly, walked out of the palace full of beautiful beasts, and hurried towards the mountain steps, preparing to go to the top of Zhongshan Mountain.

Gu Jun, the son of Zhuyin. Gu Jun's father and mother are actually the god Zhuyin. Rather than a child, Gu Jun is a offspring created out of thin air by Zhuyin using its own bloodline, containing a blood relationship.