Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

"There's no need to say anything more. I believe you know your future fate, and that's why your godfather will never let you go back to your death."

Shao Hao then turned to look at Huang Quan, Jun Manlu, and Xu Jiao, and called out to each of them, "Uncle Huang Quan."

"Sister Jun."

“Brother Xujiao.”

"Thank you for taking care of me, but I must go my own way."

Huang Quan interrupted him: "Although I am very unhappy that you call him godfather and me uncle, your godfather is right. No one has the right to exchange your life for the peace of the Bitter Realm!"

"But……"

Jun Manlu cried: "Hao'er, don't leave Sister Jun."

Before Shao Hao could say anything more, Luo Hou had already given his concluding remarks: "You can't walk yet, so first learn sorcery from Huang Quan and learn to control the power of death within you. Once you can walk, you can learn your adoptive father's swordsmanship."

That's it.

The next day was another fine day, and the construction team worked as usual.

Luo Hou left Tiandu and came to Tianzang Mountain, which is the connecting place between the Kingdom of Death and the Bitter Realm.

An ancient gate stands atop the mountain, its surface adorned with intricate patterns.

After Death left the Realm of Suffering, he sealed this gate, preventing the spirits of the dead from entering the Realm of Suffering.

From the other side of the door came the howls of countless undead. They pounded on the door and tried to break the seal on the door. For the undead, humans from the Bitter Realm were their best food.

A towering figure stood silently in front of the door.

Perhaps sensing the awe-inspiring and unassailable divine power, the wild shouts from the other side of the door subsided and turned into whispers.

Soon after, a soft yet strange voice rang out: "Martial Lord Luo Hou, why are you holding the Son of God captive?"

“Deathly Heavenly One, I have come to tell you that the Son of God is now my son, and he will not leave the realm of suffering.”

"Are you prepared to face the wrath of the gods?"

"I really want to see a world without color."

Luo Hou possesses the power to break through realms, and his Eroding Sun Palm is the nemesis of evil spirits. If he were to invade the Land of the Dead...

The Heavenly One remained silent.

Chapter 15 Silver Moon Vanguard, Dragon Blade Battle Robe

Yu Bufan and Mo Dao Juechen returned to the Central Plains together.

"Juechen, I want to return to the world and seal my sword."

"be careful."

"Yeah, don't forget to come drink with me."

Yu Bufan returned to Shenwu Peak and, after some thought, decided to visit Dao Wuji.

Dao Wuji was deep in thought in his room when Yu Bufan brought in a bowl of medicinal soup.

"Chairman, please take your medicine."

"let it go."

"Is the Chairman feeling unwell?"

"It doesn't matter."

"The Chairman seems to have aged considerably after this ordeal."

"Ah."

Dao Wuji took out a long box from under the table and handed it to Yu Bufan: "This knife is for you."

Yu Bufan opened it and was greatly surprised: "This is the famous sword Silver Moon, a divine blade on par with the famous sword Hateless."

"That's right. I searched the entire martial arts world to find this sword, hoping to pass it on to one of my three heirs, but who knew they were all gone."

Dao Wuji and his wife Meng Ruyan had two sons. The eldest son, Dao Wuxing, was instigated by the scumbag Mei Yinxue to challenge Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun, and ended up dying by Ya Shao's sword.

On his way home, the second son, Dao Wuwo, was stabbed to death by the crazed Xiao Ri Biao.

Meng Ruyun's knife was heartless and she hanged herself.

Yu Bufan felt a pang of sympathy when he thought of the three children, and declined, saying, "How can I accept something so precious?"

Dao Wuji insisted on giving him: "You have always hidden your brilliance and never easily reveal your swordsmanship to others, but I understand that, apart from me, your swordsmanship surpasses that of all other swordsmen in the world."

Yu Bufan was surprised. He didn't like to use knives and guns and rarely fought with others. He didn't expect the chairman to have such a high opinion of him.

He chuckled softly, covering his face with his fan: "How could someone as refined as me carry a knife in my hand?"

"This knife, in your hands, will surely shine brightly."

If he refused again, Dao Wuji might become suspicious, so Yu Bufan bowed and said, "I have no choice but to accept the Chairman's kind offer."

"very good."

Yu Bufan left the room, carrying the box containing the Silver Moon Blade, and exited Shenwu Peak.

Where to go?

Looking for Mo Dao Juechen? No, I can't interfere with his search for the murderer.

Asking Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun? That won't work either, since it's a private matter.

Suddenly, Yu Bufan recalled the two strangely shaped people in his mind. They were skilled craftsmen and should be able to see the details of this famous sword.

Perhaps I'm overthinking it.

Yu Bufan arrived in the land of coffin wood, intending to ask Hu Shuo Ba Dao and Huo Mao San Zhang to help him appraise the Silver Moon Blade, but unexpectedly saw Luo Hou at the door.

"Lord Wu, what a coincidence."

"It's quite a coincidence."

"Who brings you here?"

Luo Hou held a green garment in his hands: "I have a request to the master of this place."

"Me too."

Let's go together.

The two entered the land of coffin wood and saw two strange people drooling over a fruit hanging on a tree.

The one with the pigtail sticking straight up and the mustache is the older brother, Hu Shuo Ba Dao, while the one wearing a bright red tall hat and with two protruding front teeth is the younger brother, Huo Mao San Zhang.

"Yu Bufan, what are you doing here again?"

"You've brought a stranger with you, how rude of you."

Previously, Yu Bufan had come here while tracking the female assassin involved in the massacre of the Mingdao Shenfang family, which is how he met the two of them.

"Excuse me, this is Lord Wu Jun Luo Hou. We met by chance at the entrance of the Land of Longevity Wood."

Fire Hat Three Zhang jumped up: "What! Tyrant Rahu!"

Hu Shuo Ba Dao's face darkened: "Outsiders are not welcome here."

Hu Shuo Ba Dao and Huo Mao San Zhang's mother, Ling Shui Xian, were Dao Wu Ji's wet nurses. They lived in Tianxia Feng Dao before they retired, so they naturally knew who Luo Hou was.

At that time, Rahu was a tyrant.

Yu Bufan was somewhat embarrassed by the two experts' strong reaction: "Gentlemen, actually..."

"It's alright, I'll wait at the door and come back when you're done."

Luo Hou stepped outside and began to admire the surrounding scenery.

The valley is quiet and secluded, shrouded in deep mist, making it a suitable place for seclusion.

Yu Bufan didn't know what else to say. He looked at the bare tree and the strange fruit on it and asked, "What is this?"

"This doesn't look like fruit."

Fire Hat Three Zhang was extremely vigilant: "You think you can steal the fruit?"

"No, no, I came here to ask you gentlemen to help me appraise this knife."

Yu Bufan opened the box and took out the Silver Moon.

Hu Shuo Ba Dao took it and glanced at it: "It can be called a fine item, but it is still far from being a true divine artifact."

He flicked the knife a few times with his fingers, then carefully touched it again. When he touched the hilt, he suddenly paused.

"strangeness."

"how was it?"

"The hilt of this knife is coated with a deadly poison."

"what!"

This time, Yu Bufan was dumbfounded.

Hu Shuo Ba Dao twitched his mustache: "Who is so vicious as to apply poison to the grip of the knife! Once the user circulates their true energy, the poison will seep into the bloodstream through the tiger's mouth, and even a god cannot save them."

"That's true."

"You can no longer use this knife; it's best to destroy it."

It cannot be destroyed, in case Dao Wuji asks about it.

"Sir, do you have a way to remove these poisons?"

"Unless the hilt is removed and reforged."

Yu Bufan pleaded, "Please help me, sir."

Hu Shuozuo waved his hand and said, "I don't have time to deal with your Jianghu affairs. Take the knife away."

"gentlemen……"

"Let's go, let's go, I don't want it to look like fruit."

Left with no other choice, Yu Bufan took back the sword and prepared to leave.