Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

The once joyful hall fell silent upon the appearance of Luo Hou.

To support Yu Bufan, Luo Hou wore golden armor today, his face still as cold as ice.

Yu Bufan immediately stepped forward: "I am humbled by the arrival of the Martial Lord."

Luo Hou also brought a gift, a life-size replica of the Jidu sword. He casually tossed it, and the Jidu sword flew through the main hall, over a hundred feet, and pierced the summit of Shenwu Peak.

The immense force caused the entire peak to sway violently.

"On the day this sword was in existence, Shenfeng Martial Arts was under the jurisdiction of Tiandu, and the people of the Sword Sect were citizens of Tiandu."

"I will respectfully comply with Lord Wu's wishes."

Seeing Yu Bufan's attitude, the guests knew that the two had reached a consensus in private.

Some people envied him, some were jealous, and some secretly mocked Yu Bufan for being spineless.

Luo Hou had just sat down when a disciple of Fengdao Tianxia came to report: "Chairman Yu, the Sunblind Clan has been wiped out by the evil spirit army!"

"what!"

The Sunblind Clan was a powerful force in the martial arts world, possessing unparalleled experts like Thousand Leaves Legend and Eternal Sky. How could they have been wiped out?

The disciple reported in detail: "Qianye Legend conspired with Su Huanzhen, causing the Buddha's Twin Body to be injured. The Buddha's Twin Body then sent the Three Sects of Extinction to wipe out Sunblind Mountain."

"What about the Legend of Chiba?"

"The whereabouts of Chiba Legend and Eternal Sky are unknown; they may be dead."

As close comrades-in-arms, everyone in Tianxia Fengdao felt anger and regret over the tragic fate of the blind Japanese.

Qin Jiaxian boldly asked, "Martial Lord, the Thousand Leaves Legend once surrendered to you, but has now been destroyed by the evil spirits. Will you avenge the Sunblind Clan?"

"of course."

"Su Huanzhen is injured, which is the perfect opportunity for a martial lord to lend a hand. Why don't we go now!"

Luo Hou glanced at Qin Jiaxian indifferently, and Qin Jiaxian immediately felt the killing intent approaching. He was so frightened that he took a few steps back and almost fell.

"Big brother, you stepped on me."

"Old man, let's hurry to Yundu Mountain to deliver the message, we're leaving now."

"We haven't had our feast yet."

"Eat your head!"

Qin Jiaxian grabbed Ye Tuling and ran off to report to Su Huanzhen.

Upon learning of the tragedy of the Sunblind Tribe and seeing the tyrant Rahu present, the guests felt uneasy and quickly took their leave.

Yu Bufan dismissed his men again, and the main hall returned to tranquility.

"Lord Wu, after the world seals off the swords, we will be at your disposal. We also ask that you protect the safety of the Sword Sect."

"Hmm, the dual-body Buddha is nothing to fear; I already have a plan."

Yu Bufan was overjoyed.

Then, he presented a large wooden box that had been prepared beforehand: "This contains 300,000 taels of silver. The expenses in Tiandu are very high, and I hope this can help Wu Jun."

Luo Hou opened the box, revealing a thick stack of large-denomination silver notes, totaling 300,000 taels, enough for Huang Quan to squander.

There is no more practical gift than a banknote.

"I accept it."

“From now on, the world’s sword-sealing tribe will pay tribute once a year.”

"very good."

The two reached an agreement, and Luo Hou put away the silver notes and sat down to drink tea.

Shao Hao ran in and out curiously, but the people who sealed the sword in the world just treated him as an ordinary child and no one paid him any attention.

At the same time, high above the misty clouds, Mo Dao Juechen pushed aside the celestial stone and stepped out.

The garden was filled with a sweet fragrance, which turned out to be white plum blossoms dancing in the air.

"Why are there plum blossoms at this time of year?"

From the depths of the garden, the clear, distant sound of a zither drifted out.

Mo Dao Juechen followed the sound and heard the same faint poetic chant ring out:

"My soulmate is gone, I return to the white snow, people laugh at my madness, who will play music to the delight of gods and men?"

"Ok?"

The person playing the zither wore a black and white robe and a light blue beaded crown. He had handsome features and was completely detached from worldly affairs.

“Purple Star Mark, you’re awake.”

"who are you?"

"You may call me Master Yakuza."

Mo Dao Juechen tried to approach him, but was stopped in time: "Stop! Your feet are covered in dust."

"earth?"

Mo Dao Juechen looked down and saw that not only were his feet covered in dust, but his clothes were also covered in sand.

Mr. Jidao had severe mysophobia. He stood up, unfolded his folding fan, and waved it, as if trying to fan away the dust brought by Mo Dao Juechen.

"You saved me?"

"The one who saved you is Drunken Yellow Dragon."

"Drunk on the Yellow Dragon, the Heavenly Venerable Emperor's Descendant."

"Of course."

Mo Dao Juechen recalled the events before his death and couldn't help but worry about Yu Bufan: "Where is this? I want to go back."

"Above the nine heavens, the dragon dwells."

"Thank you for your time."

"please."

Mo Dao Juechen transformed into a purple dragon, swooping down from the summit of the Nine Heavens and rushing towards Shenwu Peak.

Luo Hou finished his tea and was about to leave with Shao Hao when Mo Dao Juechen walked in.

"Extraordinary".

"Juechen!"

Yu Bufan was just laughing, but now his eyes are filled with tears.

"Bufan, congratulations on your promotion to Chairman of Tianxia Fengdao."

"How could someone as smart as me have such a stupid friend like you, who actually offered yourself up to be killed!"

The reunion of good friends was truly touching.

Luo Hou left this scene to them.

As they walked out of Shenwu Peak, Luo Houfang said to Shao Hao, "The sister with the silver thread that you rescued a few days ago is dead."

"That woman is dead?"

"Ah."

Shao Hao fell silent and followed Luo Hou's footprints step by step.

Similar to Mo Dao Juechen, Qianye Chuanqi also woke up in an unfamiliar place. In the dim candlelight, he saw a large bed with a girl lying on it.

"This is?"

"You are!"

The girl thought a lecherous man had come and swung her palm at him, but Tianmiao held it to her neck.

The girl was terrified, but unexpectedly, the person in front of her vomited a mouthful of crimson blood and swayed precariously.

"You are hurt?"

Where is this place?

"Gathering Realm, Taiyin Division."

"A gathering realm~"

Chiba Legend couldn't take the shock and collapsed.

Fortunately, the girl was quick-witted and caught him, carrying him to the bed.

"Who is this person? How did he fall from the sky? It's really puzzling."

The girl muttered to herself as she held up the candle to shine on the person on the bed.

Aside from his round, pancake-like face, which could be described as handsome, his distinctive swirl-shaped eyebrows particularly piqued the girl's curiosity.

She couldn't help but touch it with her hand.

This person is seriously injured; let him stay in the room to recover.

Chapter 46 The Undercover Agent is Deployed

In the cold, desolate mountain dwelling, a single lamp flickers dimly.

Master Fengxiu solemnly opened "The Age of the Dead Kingdom." The variables of the Son of God affected his cooperative relationship with the Celestials, and he had to find a new opportunity.

Learning from the example of the abbot of the Imperial Academy, Fengxiu reminded herself not to fall into the trap.

However, upon opening the book, the content only went up to chapter fifteen, and the rest was blank.

Chapter Fifteen concludes with a line of large characters: "The Heavenly One is not to be trusted."

"Ok?"

Just then, a black mist suddenly filled the room, and a phantom figure appeared in the mist, wearing a pointed hood and carrying a crescent scythe on his shoulder.

"The God of the Land of the Dead?"