Chaos Spirit Field

After hearing what Luo Tian said, Zhao Shanhe became a little worried about his brother's safety. He stepped out of the gate of Luocheng, found a deserted place, released Xiao Hei, and rode it to the capital of Daliang.

Not far from the city, a gloomy mass grave was emanating from it. Amidst this, a series of mournful cries echoed. Approaching, a massive, vicious dog was frantically tearing at the fallen Zhao Da Gou. With its throat shattered, Zhao Da Gou was unable to utter a single sound, only wailing in agony.

Suddenly, the ferocious dog suddenly seemed to have lost all its strength and collapsed to the ground, even leaking feces and urine all over the ground. It was obvious that it was extremely frightened.

The guard was wondering about the abnormality of the vicious dog when he suddenly saw a young man falling from the sky. He was so scared that his face turned pale, and he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Zhao Dezhu, the humble servant, pays homage to the Immortal Master!"

The man who came was Zhao Shanhe. His face was as gloomy as water, and he asked indifferently: "Killing is not the right thing to do. What crime did this man commit to deserve such torture?"

"Master, I am a guard at Prince Zhao's mansion. This man was so audacious that he dared to sneak into the mansion and commit fraud. When the prince learned of this, he was furious and ordered severe punishment. I was only following orders. Master, please understand." The guard replied tremblingly.

Zhao Shanhe used his spiritual sense to examine the rotten, unrecognizable mass of flesh on the ground. He found a still-living figure, a familiar face—Zhao Dagou. The dog had completely devoured his limbs, half his face, and his larynx was broken, leaving him speechless. A warrior's vitality was truly tenacious.

At this moment, Zhao Dagou opened his only remaining eye and recognized the person coming from Zhao Shanhe. He glared at him with hatred. Zhao Shanhe felt uneasy and helped him get rid of the pain. Then he asked, "The King of Zhao you are talking about is Zhao Shanjiang."

"Master, my prince's name is Zhao Shanjiang."

"You are helping the evildoer, so die too."

Zhao Shanhe felt a little uneasy. He couldn't imagine that his once kind and honest elder brother had become so vicious. He said to Zhao Dagou lying on the ground, "We are relatives after all. I'll help you again."

A big pit appeared on the ground, and Zhao Dagou's body, along with the body of the vicious dog, fell into the pit, which was considered a complete burial.

Zhao Shanhe buried Zhao Dagou, left the mass grave, and came to the capital of Daliang. This was the most majestic city he had ever seen. The city gate was a bit exaggeratedly high. It was said that it was to prevent martial arts masters from climbing over the wall and entering. Unfortunately, it was useless for the immortal master.

The strong smell of worldly affairs hit Zhao Shanhe in the face, and he felt a little uncomfortable. There is a difference between immortals and mortals, so it would be better for him to finish his business and leave as soon as possible.

This was Zhao Shanhe's first time in the capital of Daliang. He had no idea where Zhao Shanjiang lived, so he planned to ask someone for directions. He saw a graceful, beautiful, and richly dressed woman and asked, "Excuse me, young lady, do you know how to get to Prince Zhao's mansion?"

The woman was slightly startled, and responded in a gentle voice, "Sir, are you asking about me? My name is Liu Piaopiao, and my father is the prime minister Liu Jiangbei. May I ask your name, sir, and whether we are married?"

Zhao Shanhe frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised by this sudden question, but still replied politely, "There are differences between immortals and mortals. Please tell me the location of Prince Zhao's Mansion, young lady."

Hearing the man's answer, Liu Piaopiao's eyes flashed with disappointment, but she quickly regained her smile and said softly, "So it's Master Immortal. I apologize for my rudeness. The Prince Zhao's Palace is located northwest of the capital, about fifteen miles away. My carriage is over there. If Master Immortal doesn't mind, I can take you there."

Zhao Shanhe, unwilling to provoke the mortal world, declined Liu Piaopiao's offer and quickly left in the direction she pointed. Soon, he arrived at the gate of Prince Zhao's mansion. Approaching the door, he asked the guard, "Excuse me, is this Prince Zhao's residence? Is the owner of this mansion named Zhao Shanjiang?"

Seeing Zhao Shanhe's imposing and elegant demeanor, the two guards didn't dare to neglect him. They quickly bowed and replied, "Sir, my prince's name is Zhao Shanjiang. I don't know your name, and what you want from our prince. I'll go and report it to you."

Zhao Shanhe replied calmly: "My name is Zhao Shanhe."

As soon as the words fell, the two guards' faces changed drastically. After looking at each other, they said in unison: "Subordinates pay their respects to the Second Young Master!"

"Is my brother at home?"

"My Lord, the prince is at home. Please wait a moment. I will go and inform him."

Zhao Shanjiang had just recovered from the aftereffects of his vampire magic when he heard the guard announce, "Your Highness, the Second Young Master has returned."

Zhao Shanhe waited at the door for a while. Zhao Shanjiang came out of the house and said, "Second brother, the guards are really ignorant. Now that you are back, what else do you have to report? I really want to die for you."

"Brother, long time no see."

After a long separation, the two brothers hugged each other tightly. Zhao Shanhe frowned slightly because he smelled a faint stench of corpse from his brother.

Zhao Shanjiang patted his brother's shoulder and said with a smile, "Second brother, let's go into the mansion. I have already asked someone to prepare wine and food to welcome you."

Zhao Shanhe shook his head and refused, "Brother, there's no need for a welcome dinner. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I just want to have a good chat with you."

Zhao Shanjiang suddenly realized what was going on. He laughed heartily and said jokingly, "Look at my poor memory. I'd forgotten that my second brother is now an immortal master and lives apart from worldly matters."

Zhao Shanhe didn't say anything about his brother's teasing, but he secretly sighed, feeling that the brother before him seemed far different from what he remembered, becoming somewhat unfamiliar. As he walked towards the garden, he suddenly smelled a faint scent of blood, and a sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

The two of them walked into the study together and dismissed the attendants. Zhao Shanhe looked at Zhao Shanjiang and asked directly, "Brother, why didn't you leave with our parents back then?"

Zhao Shanjiang was silent for a moment, then slowly replied, "Second brother, if I leave too, you'll be left all alone. I wonder how long you plan to stay this time."

Zhao Shanhe knew that what Zhao Shanjiang said was not true. He did not say anything more and replied, "Brother, I plan to help you enter the Immortal Gate. If you are willing, we will leave today."

"Second brother, what's so good about cultivating immortality? I like my current life."

"Brother, if you become a monk, you will have a long life, and we will have the opportunity to go to Nanzhou to reunite with our parents."

"Second brother, you need to think about it. How about giving me two days?"

"Brother, I'm not in a hurry."