Chaos Spirit Field

Nuwa nodded slightly, looked into the distance with deep eyes, and said softly: "You are right, the demon clan will not get involved in this mess." As soon as she finished speaking, her figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

Zhao Shanhe hurriedly bowed and said respectfully, "Farewell, Lady Nuwa." As for what he was thinking, no one knew. A boring saint was indeed a headache.

At the foot of Mount Hua, Yang Xiaochan stood quietly, her eyes calm and determined. When she saw Yang Jian walking towards her, her face did not waver at all, and she simply said, "Second brother, you're here."

Yang Jian glanced at Yang Xiaochan with a complicated look, then sighed and said, "Third sister, I am following Yuxu's order to capture Yunfei."

Yang Xiaochan smiled bitterly and replied softly, "Second brother, I'm a prisoner now. What else can I do?"

"Third sister, Zhao Yunfei is in Northern Juluzhou, near the former Buzhou Mountain. I am right."

Yang Xiaochan's face instantly became flustered, her eyes filled with anxiety and worry. She said anxiously, "Brother, Yun Fei is your nephew! He's just a child and has never done anything bad. Why can't you let him go?"

"Third sister, Zilong may still be saved." Yang Jian hesitated to speak, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

Yang Xiaochan bit her lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. She asked tremblingly, "Second brother, do you believe this? I've given up on any illusions about what kind of existence Demon Ancestor Luohou is. Yun Fei is just a child and has committed no sin. Instead of going after him, I'd rather use me as bait."

"Third sister, it was Xuanzang who told me Yunfei's location." Yang Jian sighed helplessly and continued, "I will set off for Northern Juluzhou in three days."

"Shanhe said that he still can't let go of the hatred in his heart. You go, I want to be alone."

After Yang Jian left, Yang Xiaochan took out the wine jar and began drinking, looking like she was drowning her sorrows in alcohol. She did this to confuse her master, Nuwa. She wasn't worried about her son's safety; since it was arranged by Zhao Shanhe, nothing could go wrong.

The fact was just as Yang Xiaochan had expected. Yang Jian was really the incarnation of Nuwa. When she saw Yang Xiaochan's reaction, her doubts were dispelled a lot. Could it be that she was really overthinking it?

Northern Juluzhou, a land teeming with poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, is also home to the Wu clan. Once upon a time, Gonggong crashed into Mount Buzhou, causing the continent's pure energy to rise and its turbid energy to sink. Besides cultivating sorcery, the inhabitants here are now forced to practice deviant methods like poison.

Near Mount Buzhou, where the turbid air is thickest, a handsome young man sits cross-legged, absorbing the earth's turbid air and cultivating. Only great witches would dare to cultivate in this dense turbid air. This man is none other than Zhao Yunfei. Why does he dare to cultivate here? What secrets does he hold?

Yang Jian came to the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain and found Zhao Yunfei's location with the help of Xiaotian Dog's long-distance tracking.

Zhao Yunfei sensed someone approaching. He walked out of the cave and said to the person, "Uncle, you're here with so many people. Are you here to arrest me?"

Yang Jian looked at the innocent young man in front of him and felt a little embarrassed to speak. He said, "Yun Fei, as long as you cooperate to lure Zhao Zilong out, I guarantee that you will be fine."

Zhao Yunfei shook his head and said, "Uncle, even if Zhao Zilong is an unforgivable criminal, he is still my father. You are the God of War of the Three Realms, and your strength is extraordinary. I, your nephew, would like to learn a few moves from you."

Yang Jian summoned his three-pointed, double-edged sword and said, "Yun Fei, attack."

Zhao Yunfei summoned his weapon, an unremarkable axe. He wanted to test the results of his years of training, so he immediately used all his strength and shouted, "Uncle, take this move from me! I'll create the world."

Yang Jian couldn't help but exclaimed: "You actually have the strength of a Daluo Jinxian, how is this possible?"

The axe and the three-pointed double-edged sword collided, and the two men couldn't help but take a few steps back. An unexpected result occurred. Yang Jian actually retreated three steps more than Zhao Yunfei.

Zhao Yunfei said, "Uncle, you truly are worthy of being the God of War of the Three Realms. It's a pity your weapon is so inferior; it's just an acquired spiritual treasure. Your nephew's victory is somewhat unfair."

Yang Jian said dejectedly: "Weapons are also part of strength. What's the origin of your axe?"

Zhao Yunfei explained, "Uncle, my weapon is the weapon of the innate demon Jiao. He is the brother of the Dragon Ancestor. My father got it from the Dragon Tomb. Uncle, how is my mother?"

"Your mother is doing well in Huashan, don't worry."

"That's good. Uncle, if there's nothing else, please go. I still need to practice."

At this moment, Yun Zhongzi arrived with five fellow apprentices. Yang Jian said with a look of shame, "Yang Jian is incompetent and is no match for Zhao Yunfei. I beg my uncle and uncle to forgive me."

Yun Zhongzi said to one of them, "Since you are here, Junior Brother, why don't you show yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zilong showed up and said, "Second Brother, should I address you as the Deputy Headmaster of the Chan Sect now?"

Yun Zhongzi replied, "Junior brother, the position of deputy headmaster of Yuxu Palace has been vacant. May I ask who you think is the one now?"

Zhao Zilong looked at Yun Zhongzi and asked, "Second Brother, would Luo Hou call you that?"

Yun Zhongzi nodded and said with a smile, "That's true, little brother. Come with me back to Yuxu Palace to pay our respects to Master."

Zhao Zilong shook his head and replied firmly, "Second Brother, Zhao Shanhe has schemed against me so badly. If I don't get even, how can I have the nerve to return to Yuxu Palace and pay my respects to Master? Please forgive me for not obeying your command."

Yun Zhongzi frowned and asked in confusion, "Why are you so sure that all this is Zhao Shanhe's doing?"

A glint of wisdom flashed in Zhao Zilong's eyes as he explained, "I've carefully studied all of Zhao Shanhe's experiences and found his identity highly suspicious. He possesses the weakest five spiritual roots, yet, without practicing any cultivation techniques, he's risen to become the foremost being in the world of immortal cultivation. Even the Queen of Heaven, the Moon Goddess, and even the Queen Mother of Earth have fallen in love with him, becoming his women and obeying his every command. Even with my talent and wisdom, I was reduced to a pawn, manipulated by him, and ultimately possessed by Luohou. Fortunately, I was prepared and, with the help of his power and that of Nuwa, successfully eliminated Luohou."

At this moment, Nuwa came down from the sky and said, "Zhao Zilong, can I take a look at you?"

Zhao Zilong looked at Yun Zhongzi and the other immortals of the Chan Sect and said, "Nuwa, please feel free to do what you want."

After a thorough inspection, Nuwa discovered that Zhao Zilong did not possess any demonic energy at all, only pure Jade Void magical power. Confused, she asked, "Zhao Zilong, you truly do not possess any demonic energy."

Zhao Zilong said, "Nuwa, I am the true son of destiny. I can always turn misfortune into fortune."