Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

Pan Jiu forcibly took away the wide-view mirror and the rope, leaving Zheng Qian completely bewildered. He had been holding both items firmly in his hands, yet they had vanished into thin air.

"Pan Jiu, that's not very polite of you. I was just asking if you wanted these two items. If you take them by force, it's not an equal transaction." Zheng Qian was very unhappy. He didn't even bother to address him as a senior and just called him Pan Jiu.

Zheng Qian was keenly aware of the rope's special nature; it was an absolute treasure among treasures. Pan Jiu had actually managed to forcibly take it away by showing off. Wasn't that bullying?

Yun Youzi snapped out of his daze. He had many treasures, but Pan Jiu didn't like any of them because they didn't meet Pan Jiu's requirements. Yet Zheng Qian actually had two of them.

The Guangxiang Mirror is just a ritual implement. Yunyouzi couldn't understand why Panjiu would take a fancy to a ritual implement.

“The causal relationship of divine matter is too great for you to suppress. My two questions are a fair exchange, you won’t lose out.” As Pan Jiu spoke, Daoist rhymes cascaded down from the sky, highlighting his extraordinary nature.

Zheng Qian wasn't buying it at all. He had no questions and didn't want to ask any; he just wanted the rope.

"I don't care, I just want the rope. I don't agree to the exchange."

The Daoist aura flickered, and Pan Jiu's state of mind seemed to have changed as well. After a long silence, he slowly said, "I have followed you for five years, suppressing karma and helping you resolve a situation that was destined to kill you."

"Pah, I don't believe you for a second." Zheng Qian didn't believe it. "You're trying to be a charlatan on me? You're really blind."

"Zheng Qian, don't be rude!" Yun Youzi's expression suddenly turned serious. Pan Jiu had said he would help Zheng Qian avert a certain death. He panicked.

"Master?" Zheng Qian asked in confusion, it was the first time he had seen Yun Youzi so serious.

"The karma of Senior Pan Jiu is beyond your imagination. Back then, he severed Long Batian's marriage line with just a glance from afar. This is beyond your comprehension. Why don't you agree quickly?"

Zheng Qian looked at Pan Jiu in disbelief. "So awesome? Then why did you come to see me?"

"Pan Jiu, you have such great karma, don't come and bring trouble to me."

Zheng Qian was very arrogant, but he wouldn't dare say he was more powerful than Long Batian, who was a very powerful figure, even Ya Lan said, and the sect leader of the Tianmai Sect.

"Hehe... Don't worry, you can bear the consequences of my actions." Pan Jiu laughed triumphantly, then vanished into the starry sky, disappearing without a trace.

Zheng Qian felt cheated. It wasn't a question of whether he could bear the consequences, but rather that his treasure had been stolen.

"Get some rest early, we'll be on our way tomorrow to participate in the Twin Realms event."

After Yun Youzi finished speaking, he waved his hand, and Zheng Qianfei returned to the rooftop.

Fan Tielan and Mo Li were still waiting for him there, but Zheng Qian had no appetite for drinking anymore. He said a few words and then went back to his room to sleep, feeling depressed.

He locked the door from the inside, so no one could disturb him; he wanted to sleep until dawn.

As the morning sun shone on the earth, the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion was bustling with activity. Imperial chefs prepared delicacies, guards prepared warhorses, and palace maids prepared clothing.

Today is the day that Duke Zheng Qian of Zhenguo sets off for the Dual Absolute Domain Trial, and they dare not be negligent.

Fan Tielan and Mo Li knocked on the door early in the morning. Zheng Qian had already finished practicing his sword and was reading "Space Oscillation" on the roof. It wasn't that Zheng Qian didn't want to sleep in, but he had gotten used to waking up early these days, and his biological clock made it hard to fall back asleep once he woke up, so he might as well read.

Fan Qin and Zhu Ke prepared a lot of delicious food and clothes, which they placed on a carriage, their eyes fixed intently on Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian couldn't stand it, so he ate something quick and then took Mo Li and Fan Tielan to the palace to meet up. He was afraid that there would be some emotional farewells and he wouldn't know how to answer.

Emperor Feng Feiyang, dressed in a dazzling dragon robe, stood atop the city wall. His gaze pierced through the crowd, echoing that of Feng Wuhen. His gaze held both reluctance and boundless expectation and trust.

Today is a grand day for fifty nations. The fifteen strongest individuals in the Dragon Shaping Realm will participate in the Dual Absolute Domain, which opens only once every fifty years.

People of Guangxiang City, young and old, men and women, spontaneously flocked to the scene. Holding flowers or waving flags, they expressed their respect and blessings for the fifteen people in the most simple way. The cheers of children, the prayers of women, and the sighs of the elderly mingled together, forming a magnificent farewell song.

The nine-headed flame mages, those legendary beings who could control flames and possess earth-shattering strength, were now transformed into messengers pulling the chariot. Their bodies were surrounded by inextinguishable flames, each step seemingly treading a path of fire, adding a touch of sacredness and inviolable majesty to the journey. The flames not only illuminated the path ahead but also ignited the flame of hope in everyone's heart.

Clad in iron armor and wielding spears, the soldiers stood in an unbreakable formation, their eyes resolute as iron, guarding the peace and glory of this land. The thunderous drums, like the call of an ancient war god, reverberated through every inch of space; the soaring bugles, piercing the clouds and splitting rocks, proclaimed the warriors' fearless determination to advance. This was not merely a simple expedition, but a courageous challenge to fate, a fearless exploration of the unknown world.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and all the elements in the world were moved.

Crown Prince Feng Wuhen stood on the chariot, drew his sword, and roared at the east gate.

"Set off."

With the rhythm of drums and horns, the Flame Mage led tens of thousands of Qilin Army soldiers out of the city gates, each step marking their glory and honor.

"This is quite a grand display today."

Zheng Qian stood behind Feng Wuhen. His current identity was the Duke of Zhenguo, so he naturally had to stand behind the Crown Prince Feng Wuhen, otherwise the status would be in chaos.

"If the Duke of Zhenguo travels with a small entourage, wouldn't that make me, his brother, seem stingy?" Feng Wuhen joked with Zheng Qian while waving to the crowd.

"You should take back the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. It's such a waste to leave such a large area of ​​land empty."

Feng Wuhen's heart clenched; Zheng Qian was telling him that he really wouldn't be coming back.

"The Duke of Zhenguo's mansion will always be reserved for you. If you feel like coming back any day, you'll have a place to stay. By the way, Wu Xiaohai volunteered to guard Jinlan City, saying that it would inspire your education and that he wanted to see your first battle in Guangxiang Kingdom and appreciate your noble spirit."

Zheng Qian was speechless. Wu Xiaohai hadn't let go of his obsession and was afraid of being held accountable later. He was trying to sow discord between Feng Wuhen and his enemies, which was also a way to temporarily stay away from the storm.

At Dongfeng Pavilion, ten miles from Guangxiang City, the soldiers halted, and Feng Wuhen jumped off his chariot.

The grand spectacle ended there, because there was no audience to watch, and he couldn't possibly stand on the chariot forever, all the way to the entrance of the Twin Absolute Domains, two thousand miles away.

Yun Youzi descended from the sky, his voice booming: "Fan Lang, lead the team. The rest of you, go back. Take the lion and the warhorse with you."

Yu Daoren and Wen Xianren were both stunned. They were Dong Hao and Li Sheng's protectors, and in principle, they shouldn't have left. However, they dared not disobey Dean Yun's orders, so they obediently headed back home.

Thirty-eight carts of supplies remained in place, since four princes were traveling, and the servants had prepared a month's worth of food and changes of clothes for them.

"Master, we didn't leave behind any lions or warhorses, how are we supposed to get there?" Zheng Qian asked, puzzled. It's over two thousand li, a very far distance.

"Everyone, run forward. Those who reach the destination in ten days will participate in the trial. Those who cannot reach the destination will be sent to their deaths." Dean Yun said it casually, but the faces of the fifteen young people and Fan Lang froze.

Running two thousand kilometers in ten days would be unbearable even for a Dragon Shaping Realm expert. Fan Lang, at the Liquid Aperture Realm, who could still fly, was also trembling uncontrollably; even flying was exhausting for him.

Feng Wuhen looked at the thirty-eight carts of supplies and said, "Teacher, without warhorses, these supplies cannot be carried. I will go and call them back to take them back to Guangxiang City."

"No pain, no gain. You are students participating in the trials now, not princes. If you really can't bear to part with these supplies, then have Zheng Qian keep them." Yun Youzi had an air of otherworldly wisdom, but he was also a foodie.

They'll be traversing countless mountains and rivers along the way, and money can't buy good food. The best solution is for Zheng Qian to put it away, as his spatial ring is large enough.

"Zheng Qian accepted it?" Feng Wuhen was dumbfounded. Zheng Qian could accept it?

Mo Li and her group looked at Zheng Qian with suspicion. They saw Zheng Qian walk up to the supplies and touch them, and the supplies disappeared the instant they touched them.

"Holy crap, that's incredible!" Fan Tielan exclaimed. Zheng Qian's ability to make supplies disappear was beyond her comprehension.

"It's just a spatial ring. I'll give one to each of you when your cultivation reaches the pseudo-god level." After saying that, Yun Youzi flew into the air with a whoosh.

"set off!"