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The border river was like a ribbon, tied around whose waist one couldn't tell.

A spiked boat rammed right through the middle of it.

Jiang Wang on the ship, his clothes no longer stained with blood, sat calmly, appearing at ease.

Across this river lies the newly conquered human camp.

Before crossing the river, he had a feeling, but when he looked up, he saw nothing but emptiness. In the far distance, there was a cloud, but it was also very calm.

In a place like the Netherworld, peace is the greatest blessing.

Jiang Wang cast a bewildered crystal, urging the thorn boat forward, and sailed across the boundary river.

Several warships on patrol quickly approached, their sailors in high spirits. Upon seeing General Jiang Wang, they all saluted with their weapons.

Back in the Dingmao Realm, the feeling is completely different.

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Though it cannot be as completely identical to the present world as a floating picture paradise, it is still like removing shackles and breaking locks, making one's body and mind feel relaxed and refreshed.

It is obvious that during the time he left to pursue Ao Huangzhong, Kuang Huiping and Fang Yuanyou did not slack off. They had thoroughly purged the marine forces from the Dingmao realm.

With such high efficiency, Zhuo Qingru and Zhú Bìqióng must have also put in a lot of effort.

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To establish a human camp in a place like the Spirit Realm, providing human cultivators with a relatively safe military stronghold, is truly an extraordinary achievement. What's more, killing Yu Guangyuan and eliminating the lingering threat of Blood King made our journey back incredibly smooth.

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Jiang Wang couldn't help but stand up at the bow of the ship and spread his arms wide: "Today is a great day!"

All the human soldiers along the way responded with loud cheers — "Today is a great day!"

The news spread far and wide, sweeping across the land.

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Jīzhōu zì wǎng fú dǎo qù.

Jiang Wang closed his eyes, feeling the wind rushing against him, and the boisterous cheers of the crowd that had grown even more intense after driving back the Sea Clan. For a moment, he seemed to forget the pain in his body.

The general fought a hundred battles, all for this peace!

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Within the cloud-veil that Jiang Wang failed to discern any anomaly, a point suddenly appeared. This point drew an inverted arc in the void, resembling a doorway.

Then it was really pushed away!

From nothingness, it manifests as something. From emptiness, it condenses into reality.

A man in a fine silk robe and gold crown, strode out from behind the door.

Those boots, inscribed with runes, seemed to draw upon the very laws of nature. With each step, they suppressed the Qi of all directions and subdued the rules of eternity, becoming the focal point of this realm!

The true king is not capable of possessing such might.

It's obvious that he is the ultimate being named Zhongxi, who came in response to Ao Huangzhong's urgent plea for help. This is the legendary Great Emperor Duyu!

As the emperor, he never considered his status and didn't care what people said about him being tyrannical.

He believed in Ao Huangzhong's talent and judgment. When Ao Huangzhong said this Jiang Wang would become a great threat to the sea clan in the future, he took it seriously and descended himself.

Calling several true kings over wouldn't even show his importance.

Of course, there's no need to waste too much time.

In this urgent moment, stepping through the archway, with just a casual sweep of my hand, I could pierce that boundary river and seize the young man rowing swiftly on the other side.

There were no unusual signs, nor any sudden storms.

But all methods are empty, and the constant intention remains unchanged.

The moment this palm strike was unleashed, capture became a foregone conclusion.

A bird can't fly even with five fingers pointing!

But the legendary genius should have been captured, his soul scattered, but it was not accomplished.

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A white paper lantern, swaying and bobbing, blocked his five fingers.

Zhong Xi's fingers, spread wide, pressed against the paper lantern’s surface, leaving a deep imprint. He actually felt a searing pain and had to withdraw his hand!

Compared to Ao Huangzhong, who looks rather old-fashioned, Zhongxi, as the ancestor, has a much more youthful face.

At this moment, his eyes twinkled with amusement as he gazed at the white paper lantern before him. In the flickering lamplight, a shadowy figure gradually emerged from the dancing shadows...

There was an old man with a tattered hat, a ragged coat, and a slightly hunched back. He stared with wide, vacant eyes, utterly devoid of life!

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He was the leader of the drummers for Duke Huan of Qi, a terrifying presence who rarely left Linzi.

"Candle... years old." Zhong Xi seemed to have thought for a moment before remembering the name, and couldn't help but smile: "What, is Jiang Mengxiong paralyzed, and Qi has no one else You're such an age, and you're still running around!"

An elder named Zhu Sui stood with Zhong Xi in this cloud-shrouded place.

A gentle breeze blows here, undisturbed by the clouds.

Who could have imagined, that two peak powerhouses would be facing off here!

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The Candle Age, carrying a white paper lantern in its hand, wrinkled like old tree bark, and spoke in a slow, drawn-out voice: "The War God has grown weary of slaying demons in the Demon Realm, so he's taking a few days to rest his spirits. But you lot seem to have caught wind of this, emerging one by one, drawn by the scent of blood"

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We must learn from the previous mistakes of those who fell in the Frostwind Valley of the Demon Realm.

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The emperor of Great Qi personally ordered Marquis Wu'an to return to the Netherworld to study military strategy, of course, he wouldn't be allowed to face life-or-death crises again.

Although it is said that a tree without wind and rain cannot reach the sky, a journey primarily focused on gilding and replenishing military capabilities would be problematic if Jiang Wang were to again find himself in a situation like the demon realm.

Then, where is the majesty of the emperor

His candle's existence is to ensure the majesty of Emperor Taizong of the Great Qi.

This whole journey at sea, I'm here to protect the Marquis Wu'an in person!

Of course, in order to protect his own achievements and cultivation, and also to try to lure out the mastermind behind the scenes who is plotting against him in the demon world, he would not make a move until there was a real, irreconcilable crisis of life and death.

If the mastermind behind Marquis Wuan's plot in the demon world dares to commit a crime in the Spirit Realm, Candle Age will have him captured on the spot.

Unfortunately, this situation did not occur.

The Blood Kingfish, Xin Zhou, was stopped by Qin Zhen who happened to be passing by. He thought he was unlucky, but in fact, he was incredibly lucky!

But for Qin Zhen, before he could even see Jiang Wang, Zhu Sui would have erased him, he wouldn't even be able to frighten Jiang Wang.

As for bragging, you humans are the best! You talk as if someone's surprised by something.

Zhong Xi spoke with a passionate voice, pointing at the sky and the earth: "Come on, come on! If you want Jiang Mengxiong to stop cultivating and instead mislead the world, this emperor will immediately challenge him!"

"I will definitely pass that on." The elderly man, blind and aged yet unperturbed, calmly said: "The Great Prison Lord's challenge, I believe the God of War would be very pleased to see it, he will surely come to see you. If not this year, then next year."

Zhong Xi showed no embarrassment whatsoever: "This king has countless matters to attend to every day, and I don't always have free time. If he doesn't come today, there's no need for him to come another day."

Zhu Ci said: "Everyone is very busy, let's discuss and find some time together."

Zhong Xi cautiously peered into the distance, but all he saw was a white flame growing larger and brighter, forcing his gaze back. He couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Come now, you old geezer! You should be staying put in Linzi, not gallivanting around here. Don't you worry about your home being robbed"

"Linzi, a city of three hundred li in splendor, with four grand gates open wide to welcome guests from all corners of the world. Why would an old man like me cling stubbornly to his position" Zhuo Sui stooped with age, yet possessed an air of majesty: "If you have the intention, go on and depart."

Zhong Xi waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm busy."

Zhú Suì slowly said, "If you're busy, just go first."

Zhong Xi was about to leave, but he sighed and looked at Zhu Sui: "But my child keeps saying he wants to compare backgrounds with others. I specially came over to support him. If we just left empty-handed like this, wouldn't it hurt his feelings"

"The Great Prison King showed compassion for a junior like me, truly touching this old man's heart," Zhu Sui said. "But to compete with the Duke of Qi in terms of background... Perhaps we should print a few more copies of our family tree"

Zhong Xi asked with interest, "What use is it to print more copies"

"At least on paper, it would look more substantial," said Zhu Sui peacefully.

"Tsk tsk," Zhong Xi looked Zhu Sui up and down, then said, "Three hundred years ago when I saw you, you were wearing this same outfit. Today, I see you, and you're still wearing the same thing. Qi State is so impoverished that you can't even afford a new garment"

With hands withered like tree bark, Zhu Sui touched his worn hat and then slowly let it fall back down, gently stroking the patched-up robes on his body. His wrinkles, like deep ravines, overflowed with sentimental longing: "This hat, these clothes, were personally sewn for me by His Majesty the Emperor Wu. I've worn them for far too long, they are now tattered and old. I can't mend them properly, nor do I want anyone else to."

The leader of the Daqi night watchman was surprisingly an elder from the period of Emperor Qi Wu. He was a powerful figure from the same era as the First Destroying City Marquis and the Nine Returns Marquis!

Throughout the entire state of Qi, there were probably not many people who knew about this matter.

At least the younger generation, like Chongxuan Sheng, shouldn't be unheard of. Back then, he and Jiang Wang met Zhu Sui in the ruins of Kuerong Academy, racking their brains and even probing him with words.

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Zhong Xi was astonished: "No wonder the workmanship is so poor."

The candle inside the paper lantern flickered suddenly!

"I'm saying—" Zhong Xi added in a slightly reproachful tone: "You didn't mention this earlier How could you"

You didn't ask either.

"I ask, three hundred years ago, why didn't you say so"

Chuyue said peacefully, “Three hundred years ago, you didn’t ask either.”

Zhong Xi let out a few bursts of "hehehehehe" laughter, and then his figure gradually faded, like being dispersed into the air in one breath.

In the midst of swirling clouds, only a blind and hunched old man remained, clutching a flickering paper lantern.

pitiful and pale.

As the first floating island of the Dindingmao Realm, the main human settlement wasn't heavily garrisoned.

At this moment when the Hai Clan's forces have been purged, the Jie River, which normally wouldn't even have defensive fortifications, has become a key location for garrisoning.

The elite army, as long as they hold the three newly born river boundaries, there will be no worries behind them!

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There are no more wild lands, hunting flags flapping in the wind, all belonging to humankind.

The six Mystic Crystal Mines left behind by the Haizzu's devastating defeat only require a few patrol boats to collect resources on a regular basis. There is no need to expend additional resources establishing floating islands.

Duke Wu'an of Da Qi slew Ao Huangzhong and returned to the place where he had embarked. He stood on the prickly boat, opened his arms to face the strong wind, with mountains swaying in the distance, a truly majestic sight!

Standing on the highest building of the first floating island, Jia Zhenchuan, a direct descendant of the Fa family, stood with his arms akimbo, looking into the distance. With a serious and expressionless face, he analyzed: "Does this posture mean he's going to hug you"

Sitting in the innermost position, Di Hai Lou Zhenshuan, with a nonchalant and indifferent expression, spat out a mouthful of tea.

She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, trying not to show any emotion on her face: "Say, say what"

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The thorny ship has already flown outside the floating island.

The young Marquis on the ship opened his eyes silently, put down his hands, and hung them behind him… He felt awkward no matter what he did. So he jumped off the ship, stepped on the blue clouds, and flew towards the building.

"His arms ached from holding them up, but no one hugged him. It was so embarrassing." Zhuo Qing said with faux seriousness: "But look, you didn't go to greet him, and he came to find you first thing."

Zhú Bì Qióng, after all these years of experience, wasn't the same as before. She casually reached out and took a piece of tea snack, saying in an indifferent tone: "Maybe she came to find Zhú Shījě."

"It's not impossible!" Zhuo Qing lightly clapped her hands in agreement, "Before going out to sea, he specially came to San Xing Palace to invite me to accompany him. Could it be that he really has some thoughts about me"

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The tea snacks in Zhu Biqing's hand shattered instantly.

Sometimes, having excellent hearing isn't necessarily a good thing, but fortunately, the fairy of sound perception can open and close it at will.

Lord Jiang laughed heartily and strode into the building. "Jiang is unrestrained in his actions, troubling the two fellow Daoists to watch over the floating island. I am deeply grateful! How about we have a drink together today to show our appreciation!"

He nodded to Zhu Qingru as they spoke, then gestured with his hand and led her over to the table where Zhū Bì Qióng sat.

“No need.” Zhu Biqiong got up and left.

"Wait!" Jiang Wang, who was already seated, opened his mouth to stop him.

"No problem!" said Zhu Qingru, sitting beside him calmly, "Then let's drink to our hearts' content and get drunk before we go home!"

"Well then." Bamboo Biqiong sat back down.

Jiang Wang: …

Fang Yuan-yu, who arrived in a hurry, immediately instructed the kitchen staff to check the banquet arrangements and ensure everything was ready for the meal.

Moreover, a loyal guard should avoid seeing what they shouldn't and hearing what they shouldn't.

"Is the Lord injured in the head Why does he keep using his hand to support himself" Zuo Qing calmly sipped her tea and nonchalantly asked.

Jiang Wang moved his hand from his forehead: "That's right, I feel a little tired."

Zuo Qingru pushed a cup of tea over and smiled lightly, "Aoyuang Zhong isn't easy to kill, is he"

"Indeed, the woman was as elusive as a ghost, it was impossible to even touch the corner of her garment. The mission was unsuccessful, only exhausting energy in vain."

Jiang Wang expressed deep agreement. Taking the teacup, he lightly sipped it, and felt a warmth like clouds and mist, rising to his heavenly spirit, instantly relaxing his brows.

Zuo Qingru observed his expression and added, "This is the Five Elements Returning to Origin Tea. It's good for nourishing qi and blood, regulating organs, and benefiting life force."

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"Indeed, a fine tea!" Jiang Wang didn't understand tea, but she understood its medicinal properties and sincerely thanked her, "Senior Sister Zhuo is thoughtful!"

Zhuo Qingru looked at him with great interest: "Miss Zhu has specially cooked this for you."

Zhu Bi Qin picked out the tea snacks that weren't completely broken and ate them silently.

I didn't realize Senior Sister Zhuo had such a bad taste! Taking off her ceremonial hat and robe, she seemed to have released the nature she couldn't fully express during her studies.

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Jiang Wang looked at Zhu Biqiong, earnestly saying: "You old friends truly know me. You know that Jiang Wang is reckless and weak, often bumping my head and getting blood all over. This tea is indeed timely."

Zhuge Biqiong's way of eating was very elegant. After slowly swallowing it, she said, "That old friend advises you, don't keep hitting your head against the wall, alright"

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"Of course, of course," Jiang Wang said. "I'm not stupid."

He answered evasively, so Zhu Biqiong didn't say anything.

Zhuo Qingru, however, was looking at Jiang Wang with bright eyes: "Your injury doesn't look like it was caused by Ao Huangzhong."

"Oh" Jiang Wang smiled. "Why do you say that"

"Zhu Qing analyzed calmly, "Ao Huang Zhong would want to injure you this badly, either by besieging you with a large army or by calling for reinforcements. In either case, he wouldn't let you leave easily. You shouldn't still have the mood to drink tea."

This is a test.

Jiang Wang finished the tea in his cup and placed it gently on the table. "I met the Blood King Fish, Xin Zhou."

Zuo Qingru was a direct disciple of Tangtang Jidian Gongzhenchuan, the master of the Fa family. Wu Bingyi, a great master of the school, was speechless for a moment!

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