I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

The next ten days.

There was no further disturbance.

Qingyun, who had transformed into the Demon Emperor, suddenly fell silent, as if he had died.

Zhuangzi knew this was the calm before the storm!

Given Qingyun's personality, he would never give up easily.

The last battle.

Zhuang Zhou has already revealed his trump card.

Qingyun is preparing an even more powerful attack; he is determined to eliminate him completely!

Ten days.

The world around Zhuang Zhou also underwent tremendous changes.

His prototype of the Dao World successfully advanced to the third-grade lower level, and was only one step away from the middle level.

The Ice King's cultivation reached new heights, and he officially entered the Emperor Realm.

Liu Tianguang's strength has greatly increased, and he can live for several hundred more years.

Luo Yi entered the third level of the Yin-Yang Realm, and her strength improved by leaps and bounds.

Nalan Hansheng also surrendered with his soldiers.

The range of the Heavenly Will reached a radius of eight thousand kilometers.

Everything is thriving and developing in a positive direction!

All of this looks so natural and beautiful.

However, Zhuang Zhou's unease grew stronger day by day.

As long as Qingyun lives, he will never have peace of mind.

He was in the open, while his enemy was in the shadows.

Zhuang Zhou had no idea what Qingyun was planning.

at last.

This day.

A figure appeared in front of Zhuang Zhou's wooden house.

His hair was gray, and although he looked like a young man, he gave off an old-fashioned, decadent, and dejected vibe.

"Boom boom boom!"

The knocking sound was somewhat muffled.

Zhuang Zhou opened the wooden door and looked at the boy.

"Who are you? Why have you come looking for me?"

Zhuang Zhou was on guard, his whole body tense, and his eyes revealed a hint of suspicion.

Offering unsolicited favors is either a sign of malice or theft.

The stranger who comes to him at this time is very likely a spy sent by Qingyun.

The boy had just opened his mouth when suddenly his body staggered forward, as if all his bones had been pulled out, and he almost fell to the ground.

Zhuang Zhou rushed forward to help him up, only to discover that the boy had little life left.

A gray, deathly aura lingered around his internal organs; without treatment, the boy would likely only have three to five days left to live.

Zhuang Zhou hesitated for a moment, then placed one of his fingers on the center of the boy's chest.

The All Things Grow Technique suddenly activated, and the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth transformed into rich vitality, surging into the boy's body.

At this time, the boy's injuries gradually healed, and most of the dampness in his body dissipated.

"Please, save us! Save our people!"

The boy, with tears in his eyes, begged Zhuang Zhou for help.

Zhuang Zhou hesitated again; he did not choose to lead the boy into the house immediately.

His residence was heavily guarded.

How did an ordinary boy manage to stagger to the door of his wooden house with his broken body and knock on the door for help?

Who exactly are you?

Zhuangzi scrutinized the young man.

The boy coughed up blood, and his face grew increasingly pale.

"I am a villager from Fengyun Village, fifty kilometers north of Yuncheng! Yesterday, our village was attacked by extraterrestrial creatures. Three extraterrestrial creatures at the Heavenly Gang Realm broke into our village's ancestral hall overnight, smashing the statues of the gods. The village chief fought fiercely against the three extraterrestrial creatures to protect the village, and both sides were severely injured. Now, the extraterrestrial creatures have declared that they will massacre our Fengyun Village before dusk today. We have no choice but to send me to ask you for help, young master!"

The boy spoke with heartfelt sincerity.

Zhuang Zhou could not detect any falsehood in the boy's mental fluctuations.

However, the boy's appearance was indeed strange.

Zhuang Zhou's residence was heavily guarded. Not to mention an ordinary young man, even a powerful expert at the Saint Realm would not be able to sneak in silently.

"Leaving aside the issues of your village, tell me the truth: how did you get to my wooden house?"

Zhuangzi gazed at the boy and asked the question that concerned him most.

The boy, trembling, took out a crystal bead from his pocket.

"This is the Invisible Bead that the old village chief gave me before I left! He told me that as long as I wear this bead and constantly infuse it with my magic power, I can temporarily become invisible, and no one will be able to detect my presence, not even a powerful expert at the Emperor Realm! This thing is the most precious heirloom of our Fengyun Village! The old village chief said that if you are willing to help, I can give you this Invisible Bead!"

"Even a powerhouse at the Emperor Realm can't sense it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Zhou immediately became alert.

He never believed in free lunches.

A treasure capable of shielding the senses of an Emperor Realm expert, even if not a peerless treasure, could absolutely not exist in an unknown little village.

If this village truly possessed such a profound foundation, it wouldn't have been forced to such a state by a mere three-headed Heavenly Realm extraterrestrial demon.

"Please wait here while I ask the others!"

After Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, before the boy could object, he began to use the communications room to summon the others.

Nalan Hansheng arrived shortly afterward.

Zhuang Zhou was an outsider, while Nalan Hansheng was the master of Yuncheng.

Nalan Hansheng was extremely familiar with the situation in the villages near Yuncheng.

Zhuang Zhou briefly recounted what had just happened to Nalan Hansheng.

"Fengyun Village? I don't remember there being such a village near Yuncheng."

Nalan Hansheng was slightly taken aback.

Zhuang Zhou was alert.

As expected, this boy has a problem.

"How could it not exist? Fengyun Village is clearly near Yuncheng!"

The boy anxiously retorted, "It's not fake."

"You're talking nonsense. I've lived in Yuncheng for hundreds of years, and I've never heard of this Fengyun Village before."

Nalan Han rebuked sharply.

"Wait! If it's Fengyun Village, he really could be a villager from there!"

At that moment, an old man from the city walked over.

Upon seeing the old man, even Nalan Hansheng bowed his head slightly: "Old City Lord, you've arrived!"

The old city lord's cultivation level wasn't particularly high, only at the peak of the Yin-Yang Realm. In the eyes of ordinary people, he could be considered a strong person, but compared to Nalan Hansheng, he was still far inferior.

However, the old city lord was highly respected and had given Nalan Hansheng advice more than once during his youth.

Therefore, when Nalan Hansheng met the old city lord, he showed him exceptional respect.

"I've lived in Cloud City for so many years, why have I never heard of the existence of this Wind and Cloud Village?"

Nalan Hansheng asked the old city lord for advice.

"It's not your fault you don't know about Fengyun Village! The legends surrounding it vanished a thousand years ago! Only we old folks heard of it in our childhood! Actually, Fengyun Village came first, then Yuncheng! To be precise, there were two cities around Fengyun Village: Fengcheng and Yuncheng! Both cities existed to protect Fengyun Village, but then Fengyun Village mysteriously disappeared, and Fengcheng quickly declined, leaving only Yuncheng. The legends about Fengyun Village faded away with it!"

The old city lord looked at the boy and raised his hand to touch the boy's forehead.

Suddenly, a vertical pupil appeared on the boy's forehead.

The old city lord exclaimed excitedly, "You really are a villager of Fengyun Village! Fengyun Village is still here, hahaha!"

The old city lord laughed heartily, tears welling in his eyes.

"Yuncheng is saved! Yuncheng is really saved!"

The old city lord shouted.

Even on the day when the will of Heaven descends again to restore order to Cloud City, the old city lord does not appear. He is so excited.

"A mere Fengyun Village, even if it has some mystique, how could it possibly protect Yuncheng in this chaotic world?"

Nalan Hansheng frowned. Although he respected the old city lord very much, he did not believe that Fengyun Village could change the status quo of Yuncheng!