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Deep within the Dali Imperial Palace.
"Such a thing is true!"
"Such a blessed land is hidden within my territory?"
Duan Zhengming's hand, which was gripping the dragon robe, trembled slightly.
Shock and ecstasy intertwined in his eyes.
To his astonishment...
This is a fairyland.
He, the supreme ruler, was completely unaware!
If it weren't for the appearance of the Heavenly Golden List in the world.
I fear this mystery will remain forever unsolved.
The emperor's face flushed slightly.
But then a burning desire stirred within me.
The Hall of Eternal Life is far away and unattainable.
The Fountain of Youth and the Secret Manual are right next to each other!
Compared to the eight dynasties.
This secret spot is right in my own backyard.
If we can seize the initiative...
It might be able to benefit Dali.
Joining the ranks of the Ninth Dynasty!
"Someone come here—"
hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall.
Duan Zhengming's expression suddenly solidified.
"Master Kuru?"
"Could it be that you've also come for the secret realm?"
A smile had just appeared on her face.
It froze in the other person's words.
............
"This old monk has come."
"It was to prevent His Majesty from making a grave mistake."
Master Kurong slammed his staff heavily on the ground.
His cloudy eyes were fixed on the emperor.
When I saw that lingering smile.
Bai Mei suddenly twisted into a tight knot.
If we arrive even half a step late.
A century-old foundation may be lost!
The Dali Kingdom may suffer utter destruction as a result!
What does the master mean by this?
Duan Zhengming suppressed his smile and looked at Master Kurong with a puzzled expression, seemingly still not fully recovered from his earlier surprise.
"You..."
Master Kurong shook his head and sighed softly, his expression solemn.
"If I hadn't come, would you have already sent people to search for the Fountain of Youth and the scriptures?"
"Is the master not interested in immortality?" Duan Zhengming raised an eyebrow slightly.
Who could resist such an opportunity?
"How can the word 'interest' possibly encompass this?"
Master Kurong's expression suddenly darkened. Seeing that he still did not understand, he was angry at his lack of understanding.
"Do you know how many forces are coveting the Fountain of Youth and the scriptures?"
"Leaving aside the rogue cultivators and experts from various sects, the reclusive old monsters and the Eight Directions Dynasty alone are far beyond what Dali can contend with!"
Even if it's just one or two top sects, they might still be able to handle it.
But now, all eyes in Kyushu are focused on this!
Let alone a small country like Dali, even any one of the eight great dynasties might not be able to withstand such a situation!
Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengming was struck dumb, his pupils shrinking sharply.
He finally realized the terrible consequences of his actions, a deep fear appearing on his face, and cold sweat pouring down his back.
After a long while, he finally calmed himself down and solemnly bowed to Master Kurong.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master!"
"If it weren't for your timely intervention, I would have nearly caused a catastrophe and become a sinner for all time in Dali!"
His words were sincere and full of gratitude.
Master Kurong clasped his hands together in prayer.
"It's not too late for Your Majesty to realize this in time."
"The matter of the Fountain of Youth and the scriptures is absolutely beyond our reach. Remember this well!"
Master Kurong remained calm and returned the greeting with his hands clasped together.
He chanted Buddhist mantras softly, turned and left, his robes fluttering, like an immortal.
......
At the summit of Mount Hua in the Great Song Dynasty, everyone looked up at the sky, staring blankly at the Heavenly Ranking, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.
Suddenly, a gasp rang out, followed by a collective gasp from everyone present, their expressions shocked and filled with disbelief.
In an instant, the entire Mount Hua was in an uproar!
"Why... do I feel like crying?" someone said in a trembling voice.
"Help me! My legs... are giving way!" Another person staggered and almost fell.
"How can we compete like this? A few cultivators have somehow infiltrated our group of martial arts practitioners!" Someone pounded his chest and stamped his feet, his face filled with despair.
"No way! They just left on April 9th. Should we chase after them or not? Count me in!" Someone slammed their hand on the table, their eyes gleaming with fervor.
"Me too!" Everyone echoed, eager to set off immediately.
......
Just as the heroes of Mount Hua were getting restless, in the courtyard of Yuelai Inn, Ximen Yu withdrew his gaze, leisurely sipped his tea, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.
Things are getting more and more interesting.
He knew very well that the people of Kyushu would never be at peace again. The secret to immortality was enough to drive everyone mad!
A chaotic era is approaching; a time of great strife has begun!
"Wow! Sister, you're quite skilled!"
Suddenly, a clear, crisp sound rang out.
On the top of the wall, a young girl with bright, lively eyes and a voice as clear and melodious as a silver bell, captivating all who beheld her.
She was stunningly beautiful and graceful. Even Ximen Yu, who was used to seeing beautiful women, couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.
Inside the courtyard, Jiang Yuyan, Lu Linxuan, and the others who were sparring stopped and looked up.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up.
"Master, shall I capture her?"
Baoqin was the first to react and asked in a low voice. Her eyes were lowered, but her gaze toward the woman on the wall held a hidden sharpness.
Just as opposites attract and likes repel, this repulsion is even more pronounced when two self-important people meet. Although it was their first meeting, Baoqin felt a strange hostility rising within her, and she couldn't stand the woman.
Ximen Yu was slightly surprised, and glanced at Baoqin without showing any emotion, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes. As intelligent as he was, he immediately understood the reason—the two, who were known as the "female Zhuge Liang" in their previous life, would naturally not like each other now that they had met again on the Nine Provinces Continent.
"You're going to arrest me?"
Huang Rong heard it clearly, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly. Her gaze towards Ximen Yu was filled with disgust and anger, and she coldly snorted:
"So that's why there are so many pretty girls here! It's all your doing!"
Upon hearing this, the entire courtyard fell silent.
The women's expressions changed drastically, their gazes turning cold.
Only Ximen Yu remained calm.
He calmly raised his eyes, looked behind Huang Rong, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:
Huang Rong cried out in surprise, frantically looking around for her father. After searching in vain, she concluded he was mocking her and was about to rebuke him—
Suddenly, a figure gracefully landed in the courtyard.
Isn't this his own father—Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic!
At that moment, his gaze was not on his daughter.
His face showed surprise and doubt as he solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ximen Yu.
"My daughter speaks without thinking; I hope you will not take offense."
Huang Rong was stunned.
She opened her eyes wide in disbelief.
Those bright eyes were filled with confusion and shock.
She knew her father's personality best.
He was known in the martial arts world for his eccentricity and unruliness.
Why did he actually take the initiative to bow his head and apologize today?
If it weren't for the fact that this was indeed his father, whom he had been with for many years.
She almost suspected that someone had switched her with someone else's clothes!
Or am I seeing things?
Otherwise, how could they be so docile?
The intelligent girl understood the reason after a moment's thought.
The man in front of me looks young.
Definitely not an ordinary person!
It could be him personally.
Either it's behind him.
There exists a terrifying force that even my father wouldn't dare to provoke!
Huang Rong realized she had caused trouble.
She quietly stuck out her tongue.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.
That subtle expression.
Ximen Yu took it all in.
He sipped his fragrant tea.