Chapter Thirty-Five: Past Events

about that."“The word ‘God’ comes from ‘Yi Shen’. ‘Shen’ refers to the shape of lightning in the sky. In ancient times, people thought that lightning was unpredictable and immensely powerful. Lightnin...Jiang Wang was quite helpless.

From the moment they entered the courtyard, Chong Xuan had never let go of his hand.

Of course, respecting capable people and maintaining close relationships are all good things.

Chongxuan Sheng had to make this statement, even though he and Jiang Wang were already such good friends. There would still be people secretly contacting Jiang Wang.

And once he showed even the slightest distance from Jiang Wang, those looking to poach him could probably line up all the way out of Tianfu City.

This could be a powerful divine ability in the future! Amongst all realms, this divine ability is undoubtedly a formidable power, a truly remarkable hero!

He must dispel those people's dirty thoughts. He doesn't even mind if they have dirty misunderstandings.

So he clutched Jiang Wang's hand even tighter.

Misunderstand as you will!

"Old Ginger, you've done me a huge favor! Before we entered the Heavenly Treasury Secret Realm, we agreed: if we fail, we forget everything and say nothing. But if we succeed, we'll celebrate in grand style, sharing our good fortune!"

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Zhong Xuan spat wildly, "Secrets of martial arts, riches and beauty – anything you desire, just speak!"

"Let go of my hand first."

"Haha." Zhong Xuan didn't feel embarrassed at all. He insisted on pulling Jiang Wang to sit down, only letting go after he was seated. "Before, I was so busy preparing for the Heavenly Treasure Secret Realm that I was constantly tense and walking on eggshells. I didn't have time to properly entertain you. Come, try some great Qi cuisine!"

At this time, the courtyard was decorated with lanterns and colorful banners, brightly lit and bustling with activity.

However, if one were to notice the solemn and silent gazes of the fourteen individuals outside the door, perhaps one could truly understand the meaning behind Chong Xuan Sheng's words, "walking on thin ice."

How can we know that today's raging fire won't turn into tomorrow's withered flowers

There were not many dishes on the table, but each one was exquisite and flavorful.

Among these, Jiang Wang liked Wu Wei Po the best. It tasted extremely good and had a very rich broth. It is said that the broth for this dish needs to be made by separately pounding beef and lamb bones into pieces, then simmering them until cooked and extracting the juice. The scum should be skimmed off, allowing it to settle and become clear, before finally being added to the dish.

As for Qi Ren's favorite dish of tea-infused vegetables, Jiang Wang wasn't quite accustomed to it. Tea-infused vegetables, as the name suggests, involve incorporating tea into the cooking process, which certainly has a certain elegance. However, the bitterness is unavoidable.

He thought, it's too hard, AnAn definitely won't like it.

After three rounds of wine, Zhong Xuan once again brought up old stories.

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But perhaps it was the alcohol talking, making his words seem more sincere now, lacking that overly rehearsed slickness. "You traveled all this way to Qi Guo to help me, and before entering the Heavenly Treasury Secret Realm, I still asked you to swear an oath on the Heart Demon Curse. Brother, I admit, I handled things unfairly. But the Heavenly Treasury Secret Realm is too important to me! I couldn't possibly take any more risks."

As he was speaking, he leaned closer to Jiang Wang: "Jiang brother, if you have any requests, just say them. I'd like to show my sincerity. Otherwise, I would feel really bad about it."

Jiang Wang shook his head. "There's no need to thank me. The rewards of the Divine Ability Inner Palace itself are already enough for me. You owe me nothing."

Only Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Sheng were using the feast at the table. Fourteen stood outside the door like a statue, silent and unmoving. Always clad in armor, always ready for battle.

If you were to ask Chong Xuan Sheng what was truly on his mind, perhaps Chong Xuan Zun would have the right to relax, even indulge himself. But where does Chong Xuan Sheng have the qualifications to "celebrate wildly"

Now I only just barely have the qualifications to stand before Chong Xuan Zun.

All the ostentation now and for a period of time afterward is just necessary hype.

He must show his confidence, or he will not win the trust of others.

The succession disputes within a family like Chong Xuan's are no less intense than those in an average small country.

“Brother Jiang, I’m not exaggerating. I’ve made some progress now, but the situation is still difficult. I don’t have many reliable people under me, and I’m desperate for talent! Especially someone like you. I hope you'll deign to become my disciple and lend me a hand!”

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“You said you wanted to travel the world and hone your skills. But at the Chongxuan family, standing by my side, you’ll encounter more, even more intense challenges! Whether it's Chongxuan Zun or Wang Yiwu, they are all top-notch talents! You sparring with them, what need for traveling the world”

And I will definitely fully guarantee your cultivation resources!

This fat man is eloquent, he managed to spin the bad into good and danger into a trial by fire.

But in fact, for Jiang Wang, it didn't seem like a big deal either.

Seeing that Jiang Wang was still pondering, Chong Xuan added, "You also said before that something happened at home and you didn't want to go back for the time being. You didn't want to say what it was, so I didn't ask. Although nominally a guest, in fact, I treat you as a friend. If one day, you need my help, no matter how far away, I will definitely answer your call!"

Prior to this, I helped Chong Xuan explore the Heavenly Treasure Realm. It was a transaction conducted openly and transparently. If he were to leave now, there would be no issues. Chong Xuan wouldn't face any repercussions from that side either.

But once he became a disciple of Chongxuan Sheng, truly participating in the competition between Chongxuan Sheng and Chongxuan Zun, there was no doubt that he had gotten himself entangled in some of Qi State's most dangerous vortexes.

The risk is undoubtedly large, but the rewards are also substantial.

What is most apparent at first glance is the resource support that belongs to Chongxuan Sheng himself. Jiang Wang is now penniless, with no sect and no backing. Walking alone in the world, he has nothing but a sword, an individual, and a Taixu illusionary realm. He needs resources.

Secondly, he needs power. Whether facing the White Bone Dao or the Zhuang family, unless he can achieve instant ascension and become a lone ruler, otherwise, relying on himself alone, he will never be able to avenge his revenge.

If he could help Chong Xuan Sheng win the position of heir to the Chong Xuan family, then the power Chong Xuan Sheng would have could be used by him as well. Of course, this was the most difficult goal to achieve, but it was also the most appealing to him.

Upon thinking this, Jiang Wang no longer hesitated and stated directly: "I came to Qi because I believe in you. Today I help you, and if you need my assistance in the future, do not refuse me."

“But what one seeks, one shall surely obtain!” Chong Xuan said with solemn determination.

Clinking glasses, it's all the sounds of youth.

Chen Gu.

There is no echo in the valley.

The stream babbles, the yellow dog lies leisurely, and the chick pecks at rice.

A woman wearing a faceless mask floated to the bank of the stream, casually tossing a person in front of the hut as if discarding a piece of trash.

He shouted, "Old man! Old man!"

A raspy roar suddenly erupted from within the wooden hut, brimming with vigor: "Who called me old man You have no manners! I, your leader, am still in my prime!"

The woman couldn't help but mutter: "Damn it, I can hear that clearly."

The man came up to her and shouted, “Back then, you insisted on cooperating with the White Bone Dao. Now that the White Bone Dao is gone, even Ouyang Lie has been wiped out! Who am I supposed to go to”

The old man shuffled for a while before stepping out of the wooden hut. He yawned slowly and then said, "What white bone path"

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The woman had already accepted her fate, continuing to shout loudly, "It's the cult of the skeleton! They have an elder too, the one who always rolls his eyes!"

"Hahaha, are you kidding me, Swallow That's not rolling your eyes, that's being born with a third eye!"

The woman clenched her teeth, barely suppressing the rage in her veins: "The point is, Xiong Wen died! You made me go see him! The entire Fenglin City domain is trapped between the underworld and the mortal realm, with no clues left behind! I was just outside Fenglin City, any random person I pulled back."

"Alas," the white-haired old man waved his hand and sighed, "Dead is dead, what's there to look at"

"It was you who made me watch it."

The voice inexplicably became very low.

Even this old man, slow as he is, felt a chill.

I couldn't help but shrink my neck and change the subject, "Who is this person"

"I don't know, I don't recognize him. Just picked him up randomly." The woman was no longer angry, her tone now listless and indifferent.

But after all, the other side was her boss, the head of the Nine Great Demon Lords.

She couldn't help but add, "It should be the only living person left in the Fenglin city domain."

“Oh. Then stay.” The old man’s reaction was very flat.

“You can just casually ask a few questions to inquire about his soul. What's the point of keeping him here He has already consumed blood and taken dan pills. His foundation is ruined. Unless he disperses his meridians and starts anew.”

“Then let’s start over.” The old man said lightly. “Soul-searching can be skipped. What could someone so weak possibly know”

"Can he endure the pain of reshaping his Dao pulse I have no expectations."

"Never underestimate the power of hate."

"Don't underestimate the power of trash. Some trash, no matter how you whip it, won't have any strength." The woman seemed to be hinting at something.

The old man didn't seem to understand, only sighing: "Let's try it. Alas, Xiaohu's vacancy also needs someone to fill."

“Boss, Xiao Hu has been dead for a very, very, very long time! The last Ninth Demon was Xiaoxiong! Ah, crap, I mean Xiongwen!”

The gray-haired old man had already squatted beside the person lying on the ground, as if he hadn't noticed the woman's words. He asked in his mouth, "What's wrong with this person"

“Oh, he seems to have gone mad.”

The woman kicked the person on the ground with her foot.

That person suddenly flipped over and shouted, "I'm not a waste! I'm not a waste!"

His eyes were vacant, and his expression was frantic.

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The old man with white hair just waved his hand in front of him, and he calmed down.

“Not completely insane. Just momentarily overwhelmed by the stimulation. It's easily solvable.”

The woman shook her head, uninterested: "Well, I've given you the people. I'll be going now."

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“Swallow.”

The old man kept talking as he turned his head back, but the woman had already vanished.

The other party acted swiftly and decisively.

He couldn't help but pat his forehead: "What was I trying to say"

"That's it."

It seems that in this world, there is nothing worth his attention.

There's nothing that can't be "let go" or "forgotten".

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He slowly turned around, stood there for a long time, lost in thought.

The old yellow dog lying at the door suddenly barked.

The old man seemed to wake up.

He lowered his head to look at the person standing motionless on the ground, extending his wrinkled and thin fingers, and tapping lightly on his forehead.

After a moment of stillness, the man's vacant eyes gradually came back to life.

Contempt, hatred, sadness, anguish...it seemed as if all the emotions were crowded together, appearing in those pained eyes.

"Hey kid, what's your name"

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"Fang! Fang...Hè Lín!"owever, many times, in Jiang Wang's choices, interest is not the top priority.Yin Guan had saved his life, though even Yin Guan himself thought they were even.But Jiang Wang was also rational. Or rath...