Chapter Twenty-Eight: From the Depths of Jiuyou

in their dormitory and taking a step back at the same time.This is Fenglin Daoist Temple, with Dong A, a cultivator of the fifth rank, in charge. Once any unusual activity is detected, it will inevit...In Xiaolin Town, Zhao Ruocheng and Du Yecho had lost their fighting ability. Ling He was carrying Zhao Ruocheng on his back, so on the way back to the center palace, only Jiang Wang could make a move. Fortunately, he was already quite experienced in dealing with those wandering souls at this time, and the Purple Qi Eastward Sword became more and more proficient in this non-stop battle.

As for physical strength, there's no need to worry. Since returning from Tangshe Town, he has been cultivating his pulse and accumulated over seventy Dao Yuan. Although one Dao Yuan was consumed before each Dao Spin formation, in a critical situation, every Dao Yuan can provide him with enough feedback to withstand the pressure of such intense combat. In fact, these Dao Yuan are his trump card for the four of them to break through Xun Palace, but he didn't expect Zhao Ruocheng to suddenly be in danger, and Du Yexiao to be so decisive.

“Come on, stop looking so gloomy.” After a while, Zhao Rucheng couldn't help but speak up again: “It’s just that your qi and blood have been overused, it’s not like there’s no way to make up for it.”

“What can we do” Before Du Yecho could speak, Ling He got excited first, shaking Zhao Rucheng’s hand excitedly: “Tell us quickly.”

After cleaning up the stray souls, Jiang Wang couldn't help but glance at him. He really wanted to give him two swords. This kid, he could have said it sooner, but he kept his evil intentions hidden all along.

"Uh oh, uh oh, you've made my handsome head spin." Zhao Rucheng finally soothed his "temporary mount" and continued, "I just happen to know that a few days ago, someone bought a Guiyuan Dan from the Cloud Kingdom for a high price and is about to resell it. This pill is very effective in nourishing blood and qi and stabilizing one's foundation. Some aristocratic children even take a Guiyuan Dan before opening their meridians, so that the Dao spirit after opening the meridians will be more agile! Not to mention Du Hu's situation where his blood and qi are just overused."

“I just don’t know…” He even quirked his lips. “Whether some people are willing to buy it.”

Du Yecho was stunned for a moment before he croaked, "I have no money."

"You can borrow money from me. It's industry practice, nine out of thirteen returns." Zhao Ruocheng said with a smile.

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“I can do high-interest loans, Tiger likes high-interest loans.” Du Yeliang seemed to smile innocently.

“Alright, alright.” Jiang Wang had a black line on his forehead. In the entire Fenglin City, who didn’t know that Du Yexi was notorious for not repaying loans In Du Yexi’s words, anyway, these loan sharks weren't good people to begin with, so it was just a matter of conning them out of some drinking money. If he hadn't been from the Dao Institute, he would have been thrown into the city moat long ago.

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"Xiao Wu, who is that person How much silver would it take to make them sell"

Jiang Wang had already secretly decided that no matter how much the person demanded, he would find a way to come up with the money.

“The person who bought the Guyuandan pill turned out to be surnamed Zhao. Isn't that ironic” Zhao Ruocheng feigned a sigh, “Even more ironic is that he’s actually one of my own household servants. How coincidental!”

Jiang Wang took a deep breath, reminding himself that Lao Wu was severely injured and could easily be killed. This helped him control his urge to fight back.

This kid went around in circles for so long, it turns out he's just saying that his family has a Solid Yuan Pill that can make up for Du Yehu's losses. Just this one sentence, kept a few brothers hanging for half a stick of incense.

Even someone as magnanimous as Ling He would feel sympathy for Ya Hazi's predicament.

However, with this assurance, everyone felt much more at ease. As they were speaking, they had already returned to the central palace.

Li Jianqiu and Zhao Lang had been waiting here for a while, discussing something with Wang Changxiang. There were also some other fellow disciples present, none of them in good shape. Wei Yan had gone to the Duigong position to provide support; that was the only remaining point that hadn't been breached.

"Junior Brother Jiang performed well." Li Jianqiu greeted him casually.

Wang Changxiang also nodded at him.

“I’m ashamed. It’s all thanks to the outburst of my brother, Yehu, and Ru Cheng.” Jiang Wang chuckled bitterly.

Facing several key players, he decisively made way for them. The most important thing right now is to help them successfully open their meridians. As for not mentioning Linghe, it's because Du Yecho and Zhao Rucheng's conditions are more convincing.

Ling He was also very generous.

Li Jianqiu and the others had been through countless battles. At a glance, they could tell what state Du Yexiao was in, and they were secretly amazed by his powerful qi and blood.

"When Wei Yan returns, we shall go straight to the Inner Palace," Wang Changxiang said. "This time, everyone fought bravely against evil and performed admirably. Fenglin City will not forget your contributions, and the Daoist Academy will not forget your merits."

“That’s right!” As Wei Yan spoke, he emerged from the thick fog. Behind him followed three disciples from the Daoist academy, and two disciples were missing. It seemed they had met an unfortunate end.

The fierce battle was not confined to the Xun Palace location. Apart from Wei Yan and Li Jianqiu who almost effortlessly resolved the resentment ghosts at their positions, the remaining squads suffered casualties. Eleven died, with a casualty rate of nearly half! Even those who survived were almost all wounded. Even Zhao Lang narrowly escaped having his intestines ripped out, leaving a gruesome wound on his abdomen.

If it weren't for Wang Changxiang stationed in front of the central palace who made timely arrangements, this division operation might not have been successful.

Wei Yan said solemnly, “If we win this battle and return safely, I will be the first to celebrate with all of you.”

"The danger of this battle was beyond my expectations. But now that Maple Forest City is depleted of its fighting force, only you all can stand your ground." He actually bent down and bowed deeply. "On behalf of the souls who died unjustly in Xiao Lin Town, and on behalf of the people of our Maple Forest City, I thank you for your blood sacrifice!"

"Wei brother, your words are too heavy." Li Jianqiu said.

Everyone stepped aside, unwilling to accept such a courtesy.

"What is General Wei saying You are from Fenglin City, so we aren't natives here" It was Du Yexiao who spoke up in displeasure, "Don't waste time with formalities. We need to act quickly!"

Even in such a weakened state, this fellow still doesn't hide his boldness.

Wei Yan glanced at him deeply, drew his sword and turned around, "My junior brother is right. Everyone follow me into battle! Let's see who the demon is that has been harming our fellow villagers here!"

With the Eight Palaces destroyed, the Mist Wall in the Center Palace lost its foundation and collapsed silently, no longer obstructing the path. However, the dense fog remained, perpetually obscuring the view.

Wei Yan led the way, Li Jianqiu and Wang Changxiang guarding his left and right. Zhao Lang, though wounded, was otherwise in good fighting condition and brought up the rear. The group cautiously explored towards the central palace.

By now, the danger of Xiaolin Town is self-evident. Having gone through the arduous task of slaying vengeful spirits in the other eight palatial positions, everyone has a chilling imagination of the ferocity that lies within the central palace.

Those demons who wreak havoc in Xiaolin Town, if they have ulterior motives, must also be at this central point.

This group of people can be said to represent the hope of the younger generation in Fenglin City. If they all died here, it can be said that the entire Fenglin City Daoist Academy would be left with no successors.

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But no one spoke of retreat. The road ahead was undeniably perilous, but this was their homeland!

They were born here, grew up here, studied here, and also wish to die here.

Besides Zhao Rucheng and Du Yexu, three other Daoist disciples also lost their fighting ability. Kobayashi Town was so dangerous that it was impossible to leave them there. Therefore, Ling He still carried Zhao Rucheng on his back as the team moved forward, Huang A Zhan, as Du Yexu's old drinking buddy, also guarded him.

Unlike the nearly exhausted Du Yexiao, Huang Azhan was full of energy. He was one of the few who remained unharmed in the previous battle, showing that he had some real skill and wasn't just all flash.

The team was moving forward when Huang Ajian suddenly stopped. He took a deep breath: "I smell something delicious."

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The team consequently halted.

He said again, "It's a woman's rouge... no, it's her body scent."

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Everyone looked at each other in surprise.

He added, "She is beautiful."

Du Yecho angrily said: "Is that a dog's nose"

“Ah! A beautiful female ghost!” Zhao Ruocheng was suddenly excited, “I told you there would be one, right Du Lao Hu, you owe me a romantic encounter!”

Nobody paid attention to the two troublemakers because they had already reached the center of Xiaolin Town and saw the huge, swirling vortex.

Besides, there was nothing else in the whole central palace.

The woman in red, the white-haired old man, and the black-robed cultivator, as if they had never appeared before.

It's not just that they don't exist. There are no people, no livestock, not even a single brick or tile. Besides the endless, thick fog, there's only this strange, lonely vortex.

"Where are all the government offices What in the world is this whirlpool"

No one could answer this question. Only Wang Changxiang stared wide-eyed, astonished!

“Wang, do you know him” Wei Yan held his sword, alert and wary, as he asked in a deep voice.

But his problem was quickly answered.

From the profound darkness of the vortex's center, a shadowy figure slowly emerged.

To see blackness from within darkness is a rather awkward description. Yet, that is precisely what happens.

That dark thing in the darkness, as if the center of the darkness itself, allowed everyone to see its form. As it slowly rose in the vortex, its full shape gradually appeared before everyone's eyes.

It was a stone archway, not particularly grand in design. It was simply three rooms with four pillars and seven levels. If you ignored its dark color and the setting in which it appeared, it would be indistinguishable from other archways people saw every day.

The plaque in the very center of Kaipinglou already speaks volumes about its extraordinary nature.

There were three characters written on it. No one present recognized the font, but everyone understood its meaning at first glance.

—— Ghosts! Close the gate!lented individuals from the entire Zhuang kingdom were gathered in the capital city. If they succeeded, they would compete with heroes from other countries for dominance; if they failed, they would be...