Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Instead, Tian Chi sensed a familiar aura: "It's that unknown fruit again!"

The woman said with a sigh, "I will temporarily use the body of an evil spirit to fill the gaps, but if the Kui Heart does not recover and repair the demon tower on its own, I am afraid it will not last long."

"Quickly find the formless form; until then, I will uphold the Buddha."

Without the need for evil spirits to search, the Samadhi Prison of No Attachment came of its own accord, offering the Yuexing Stone that he had stolen.

The female warrior asked warily, "What are your intentions?"

"My stance is the same as yours; I hope to obtain the Transcendent Stone and cooperate with the Lord of Evil Spirits. Unfortunately, this stone is fake."

"You mean this is a scam by Yi Ye Shu? But how do I know it's not that you've hidden the real thing?"

Wu Zhixiang retorted: "The cooperation was proposed by me. I would never sacrifice the greater good for a small gain. The Demon World Pagoda is too important to the Fire House Buddhist Prison. Moreover, Yi Ye Shu never possessed the Transcendent Stone at all."

"Where is the real Yuexing Stone?"

"I am still investigating, but I believe we will have clues soon."

The woman was somewhat anxious. The Demon World Pagoda was severely damaged, and if it wasn't treated soon, the evil spirit's grand plan might come to naught.

"Three sects, please go and investigate the whereabouts of the Yuexing Stone."

Wu Zhixiang then said, "The Yuexing Stone alone is not enough. Does the Lady know what exactly it was that destroyed the foundation of the Demon World's pagoda?"

"You know a lot, sir. Speak."

"That thing is called the Unlikely Fruit, and it also comes from the Fiery Buddha Hell. Details are as follows..."

"Unlike the impact of the Fruit on the Demon World Pagoda, could it be that someone is manipulating it?"

"No, unlike the fixed trajectory of the Fruit Chaser, the Demon World Pagoda is right on its trajectory, and in fifteen days, it will crash into the Demon World Pagoda again."

The nun exclaimed, "What! The Demon Tower hasn't been restored yet, how can it withstand another destruction!"

The woman Rong knew that Wu Zhixiang had come prepared, and she was annoyed by his roundabout way of speaking: "Wu Zhixiang, state your plan."

"Unlike the damage caused by the fruit, it requires a special substance to repair it."

"What is it?"

Wuzhixiang finally revealed its value: "The rare Yinyue Stone of the Gathering Realm".

"Hehehe~"

The woman walked to Wu Zhixiang's side, gently patted his back, and breathed softly: "You have revealed a lot of information. How can I express my gratitude?"

Wu Zhixiang subtly avoided the question, saying, "I'll leave the Lady's gratitude for now; I'll go to Jijing to seize the Yin Moon Stone first."

"I will have the help of the Yin Duan Buddha Ghost."

The Demon World Pagoda is bustling with activity today. No sooner had Wu Zhixiang left than another person came to visit.

"Laughing as I watch the crimson blossoms paint the mountainside, I chase the wind through the white clouds for thousands of miles. I am carefree and not a guest, living a simple life amidst the vastness of heaven, earth, and humanity."

Her elegant figure and graceful demeanor caught the eye of the woman: "It's you!"

Fengxiu bowed respectfully: "I have long admired the name of the Virgin, but I never imagined that the Lord of Evil Spirits would be so beautiful and noble."

The female warrior smiled, covering her face with her sleeve: "Master Fengxiu, you once sowed discord between Rahu and the Twin Bodies of Buddha, what do you have to say now?"

"With Su Huanzhen's life at stake, do you think this gift can represent my apology?"

"You're not the first person to give a gift."

"But Fengxiu is confident that she will be the final and only choice for the Virgo."

"If you want to make a deal with me, this gift is not enough."

The value of a gift lies in the sentiment of the giver, and besides, my purpose is not to make a deal with you.

The woman asked curiously, "If it's not a transaction, then what do you intend to do?"

Fengxiu gently waved his feather fan: "A pot of turbid wine, a heart full of passion, I wonder if Your Excellency would do me the honor?"

Before the woman could answer, the scenery changed, and she suddenly appeared in a maple forest.

Distant mountains rise one after another, while nearby mist hangs over cold waters, and the garden is ablaze with crimson maple leaves.

A table, two chairs, and a pot of love potion on the table.

The owner of Fengxiu smiled and extended his hand to the woman who loved calamity: "Please."

The woman, who had spent her life either cultivating or fighting, had never experienced anything like this before and couldn't help but wonder, "What is the purpose of Your Excellency's arrangement?"

"When two blades meet, both will be injured; when two strong men clash, both will be defeated. Fengxiu is unwilling to be injured or defeated, so he has no choice but to set up a drinking party and invite you to have a drink."

"Hehehe, I'd like to see what real skills you have."

Fengxiu stepped forward and poured a full cup of wine for the woman: "If Your Excellency drinks this cup of wine, you will naturally have the opportunity to witness it."

"What kind of wine is this?"

"Green ants in newly brewed wine".

The woman raised her wine cup, seemingly casually yet tentatively asking, "Are we friends?"

"This is Fengxiu's hope."

The woman gently drank it down; the taste in the cup was sweet, and the scenery in the small garden was picturesque.

After Fengxiu finished drinking, he asked with a smile, "Would you, Lady, accept my sincere feelings?"

"Well..."

The woman smiled sweetly.

While Nü Rong and Feng Xiu were drinking and laughing, Su Huanzhen and Ye Xiaochai hurriedly headed towards the Burial Dragon Wall.

Suddenly, the three sects of Nirvana appeared.

Boom boom boom.

With a knife, a sword, and a palm strike, the three attacked Su Huanzhen together.

Caught off guard, Su Huanzhen was instantly stained with blood.

Then, the three factions attacked Ye Xiaochai simultaneously.

"Uh~"

"Ye Xiaochai!"

In an instant, the two were severely injured and plunged into a life-or-death situation.

Helpless, Su Huanzhen let his hair down and dispersed his power, causing his blood to gush out from his pores, enveloping the world in a void.

The heretic was slightly startled: "It's the Blood Escape Technique."

Ni Wu Fei Dao coldly snorted: "A mere trick, the blazing sun soars into the sky!"

He unleashed a sudden attack, and from the pure energy of the Daoist sect, a blazing sun appeared, illuminating the entire universe and dispelling the blood mist.

But under the clear blue sky, the two figures were nowhere to be seen.

"They can't get far, pursue them."

After a frantic, desperate run, Su Huanzhen and Ye Xiaochai finally made their way into the ruins of the Burial Dragon Wall.

Before the Dragon Burial Wall, which had long been destroyed by Luo Hou, only a huge hurricane vortex remained, like a demonic eye that devours people.

"Ugh~ Pfft!"

Su Huanzhen leaned against the broken wall and looked around. Was this the time-space passage that Master Fengxiu had mentioned? If he jumped down, he would probably be torn apart by the hurricane in an instant.

With no way forward and pursuers behind, they were in a desperate situation.

Ye Xiaochai flicked her white hair and was about to rush out of the cave to fight for her life.

Su Huanzhen stopped him: "Ye Xiaochai doesn't need to fight anymore. This is Fengxiu Master's arrangement. But at this moment, I don't know whether I should believe him or not."

"Ho~"

Ye Xiaochai could not speak, but her eyes were fixed firmly on Su Huanzhen. No matter where you go, I will accompany you with my life.

"I'm sorry, I've dragged you down."

Ye Xiaochai shook her head desperately.

“Master Fengxiu, I will grant your wish and entrust the Bitter Realm to your care!”

Su Huanzhen was determined to take the gamble. He immediately channeled all his inner energy and, like a silver fish, leaped into the whirlpool of the hurricane.

Ye Xiaochai then jumped in, and the two were swallowed up by the turbulent current in the blink of an eye.

The spatial-temporal pathways were disrupted by this impact, causing immediate changes. Countless violent air currents swept into the mountain, shattering the caves, sending dust and rocks flying, and completely destroying the Burial Dragon Wall.

Chapter 50: A Young Man's Lofty Spirit, Vowing to Wash Away Human Sorrow

Luo Hou visited Hanse Mountain House.

This was his second visit. He didn't want to drink the tea there, so he stood under the tree and quietly watched a half-red maple leaf swirling in the wind.

The pavilions remain, the scenery is as it was, only the people's hearts are not the same as before.

Feng Xiu stepped out, and Luo Hou withdrew his gaze. Their eyes met silently in the air.

"You've come to demand an explanation?"

"Su Huanzhen is dead; it was all your doing."

Fengxiu countered, "How do you know he's definitely going to die?"

How do you know he definitely won't die?

"I only offered suggestions; whether or not to gamble is Su Huanzhen's own choice."

"Bet on that elusive and illusory Heavenly Dao."

Feng Xiu coldly replied, "I presume you didn't come here for Su Huanzhen."

"I have come to retrieve the 'Chronicles of the Dead Kingdom'."

"Rahu, do you know the script of the Land of the Dead?"

"Hand it over."