Chapter 1696

This series of moves was equivalent to beckoning to Bai Bai Ziqi with his finger and saying, "Come on, come over here!"

Tianshui City was in chaos; He Xiao withdrew rather than fled, first issuing a letter of challenge and digging a pit for Bai Bai Ziqi, then leisurely rushing to the true location of the decisive battle! Bai Ten reached out to take the bottle, saying bitterly: "He Xiao is arrogant and ignorant. Provoking the Tiangong like this is like a mayfly trying to shake a tree; he will definitely die without a burial place!"

He and the attendant were very close on weekdays, and seeing the latter die miserably, the anger in his heart could not fade.

"More than just provoking the Tiangong? He also provoked Lingxu City at the same time!" Bai Bai Ziqi glanced at him and took out the note left by He Xiao, "Do you think He Xiao lacks self-awareness? Then tell me, why didn't Regent Qingyang go herself, but pushed this thing onto me? Is Qingyang's insight and vision not as good as yours?"

"..." Didn't Regent Qingyang say that she still had to sit in Tianshui City and couldn't spare the time?

Well, everyone knew this was a fact, but it was also an excuse.

"Outsiders look at the palace coup in the Yao Nation and see Qingyang displaying her grand plans while He Xiao flees, thinking the superiority is clear at a glance. As those around me, don't be so superficial." Bai Bai Ziqi waved the note in his hand, "I haven't been in Tianshui City for many days in total. In the past few months, only Regent Qingyang has truly fought He Xiao. She knows best what level He Xiao is at. This is her putting down her burden and giving me a special warning!"

He had handled the Anti-Aging Pill case back then, and he was the one who personally sent Qingyang into the Tiangong prison; how could their relationship be harmonious?

Qingyang could have hidden this note and not given it to him. After all, He Xiao had actually issued two letters of challenge, one to Qingyang and one to Bai Bai Ziqi; both had a share, and both had received them.

Yet Qingyang still personally pushed the note to him, which in itself was a form of showing weakness.

She would rather lose a little face herself than specifically remind Bai Bai Ziqi: I'm not going, you go. But be careful of He Xiao! This person is not easy to deal with!

On the other hand, this was also a show of weakness to He Xiao. After months of infighting, whether you say she was satisfied or exhausted, in short, she had no spirit left and was unwilling to face He Xiao's invitation to battle again.

A point of true fire emerged from Bai Bai Ziqi's fingertips, burning the note to ashes: "She fears the battle and truly doesn't want to fight He Xiao again, so she can only pin her hopes on me! Heh, perhaps she doesn't have much confidence in me either."

That others didn't have confidence in him was a very novel experience for him.

Bai Seventeen couldn't help but say: "Envoy, this He Xiao looks neither crazy nor insane, and his actions are meticulous and his schemes deep. Why must he provoke Lingxu City and the Tiangong?"

"He Xiao is not easy to interpret, but if he is truly the culprit behind the chaos in the Tiangong, it is not hard to understand." Bai Bai Ziqi said, "Those related to the Great Fang Hu are destined not to have a good end. Some hide carefully, while others turn and resist. He Xiao is the latter kind of person."

"He even gave me a hint about the location of the True Person of Thousand Illusions, fearing I wouldn't be able to keep up." While he was amused and frustrated, he also felt some admiration and regret, "He Xiao's path to death lies not in arrogance and ignorance, but in the fact that he is too talented."

Such a person is too destructive; since he opposes the Tiangong, he should not be allowed to live.

The Great Emperor of Nine Nether is a scourge; before he develops into a true tumor, he must be eradicated!

"The trip to the Inverted Sea will surely be dangerous; we must prepare well."

Through the Heavenly Dipper Transformation Array and the demon puppet left by Cao Wendao, He Xiao and he had actually already fought a battle across the air! This kind of secret back-and-forth, while seemingly not as intense as the Yao Palace coup where many powerful beings fought until the sky turned upside down, was the kind of battle Bai Bai Ziqi longed for! So far, He Xiao had the advantage of the first move, and Bai Bai Ziqi had suffered a small loss.

But he was not afraid.

There is plenty of time; he will definitely win the next battle with He Xiao! Such an opponent! Bai Bai Ziqi clenched his fist secretly; only such an opponent is worthy of him going all out.

Two days later, He He Lingchuan and his party left the northwestern border of the Yao Nation and arrived at Duo City.

If he had left three or five days earlier, he would probably have been wanted and pursued before even leaving Tianshui City, with checkpoints everywhere along the way;

However, the Yao Nation itself was now in a mess, and those with ability were sharpening their knives, waiting to show their skills; who had the time to care about this foreign merchant?

As for the border, they had not yet received news of the civil unrest in the capital and were unable to seal it off, so He He Lingchuan's departure process was surprisingly smooth.

Duo City was under the jurisdiction of the Allied Forces, dozens of miles from the Yao Nation border, with a population of only forty thousand. The land was not fertile, the crops were not abundant, and the people mainly relied on two mines to make a living.

To put it nicely, the atmosphere here was peaceful; to put it bluntly, it was dead and lifeless.

He He Lingchuan chose this place to stay for three reasons: first, the Emperor's Flowing Pulp was arriving in the blink of an eye, and they had to find a place to prepare; second, the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce had a shell company in Duo City called the Ziwu Society, which mainly purchased local minerals and timber, and occasionally did some herb trading, so they had their own venue, which was larger than the Spring-Gushing Shanzhuang—

The Ziwu Society had contracted a large area of land in the suburbs from Duo City as a transit station for storing goods.

Renting out a few pieces of wasteland without having to manage anything could bring in money. With such a good business, the Duo City officials were more than happy to have more of it.

Of course, if you want to hold onto a large family business on the Flash Gold Plain, your fists must be hard first. Therefore, the Ziwu Society stationed here were all strong men who looked very difficult to provoke at first glance.

The first element of receiving the Emperor's Flowing Pulp is that the area must be large! For the next ten hours, He He Lingchuan led his subordinates to set up the Spirit Wind Array at the Ziwu Society.

This array could truly receive the Emperor's Flowing Pulp.

Time was tight, and everyone was so busy they didn't even have time to drink water.

Fortunately, the weather was favorable, giving them another day to debug the array.

At night, the Emperor's Flowing Pulp arrived! After leaving the Yao territory, there were no more strange occurrences, and the process of He He Lingchuan and the Black Armor Army receiving the Emperor's Flowing Pulp was very smooth. Occasionally, one or two small demons would sneak in to steal the spiritual pulp, but they were caught on the spot.

He He Lingchuan had long known that this Emperor's Flowing Pulp would be magnificent, but he never expected it to come so violently and last so long! On the first night, the spiritual pulp was only at the level of a moderate rain, but Wan Qiliang and the others all picked up spiritual paste, some as large as goose eggs and others as small as lychees, all of them overjoyed.

The next night, they realized they were too young and happy too early, because—

From this day on, the Emperor's Flowing Pulp was at the level of a torrential rain!

The world was pouring, but what fell was not rainwater, but greenish spiritual pulp!

The dye vats and water vats prepared in the dock were all extra-large, each capable of holding over a hundred dan of water, but a single small tornado of the Spirit Wind Array only needed half an hour to fill a large water vat with spiritual pulp! He He Lingchuan simply removed a water vat and placed the Soul-Absorbing Mirror directly under the tornado as a container.

As soon as it was properly placed, a lump of Emperor's Flowing Pulp paste the size of a coconut fell from the sky and stuck directly onto the mirror surface.

The mirror immediately let out a bell-like laugh:

"Ah ah ah ah ah, I am full!"

It directly opened the space inside the mirror. There was nothing in the space, just a huge, incomparable empty pool! Forget about filling bowls and basins; it wanted to fill the pool and turn it into a deep water pool.

The mirror ate while it collected; anyway, it couldn't finish it, it really couldn't finish it! Containers were also equipped under the other large and small tornadoes. These were all accumulated by He He Lingchuan in Tianshui City, and when he left the Spring-Gushing Shanzhuang, he collected them into the mirror world and brought them here.

He was also deeply moved.

Back then, when he wove a large net in the suburbs of the Treasure Tree Nation to welcome the Emperor's Flowing Pulp, he only caught a little more than a bucket for the whole night; he finally managed to get a piece of pulp paste the size of a fist, only for numerous demons to come and snatch it, and he was chased by Fu Fu Shanyue for dozens of miles!

Times have changed; tonight, watching countless pulp pastes fall to the ground, no one even bothered to bend down to catch them!

Too lazy to pick them up; anyway, there were plenty in the sky.

At this moment, He He Lingchuan also felt a palpitation coming from his chest.

The next second, the Clanging Dragon Battle Armor manifested spontaneously, covering the master's entire body. He He Lingchuan instantly switched to the Great Emperor of Nine Nether.

When Zhu Zhu Xiuer saw this on the side, she wanted to ask a few questions, but Ling Guang happened to call for help, so she silently closed her mouth and walked away—busy to death! No time to meddle in other people's business.

He He Lingchuan looked around and chose the large vat that was most filled with the Emperor's Flowing Pulp, jumping directly into it!

Splash, spiritual pulp overflowed.

This vat was over seven feet tall and was originally used for pickling pickles or dyeing in the workshop; it had a history of drowning people, and now it happened to be eighty percent full of spiritual pulp, and it was about to be replaced.

However, as soon as He He Lingchuan jumped in, the spiritual pulp in the vat stirred and rolled automatically; in less than a quarter of an hour, the water level dropped by one-third.

You must know that the Spirit Wind Array was collecting the Emperor's Flowing Pulp into the vat without stopping, with high efficiency and large runoff. However, the speed at which the spiritual pulp in He He Lingchuan's vat disappeared was faster than the Spirit Wind Array could collect it.

These Emperor's Flowing Pulps were naturally not eaten by He He Lingchuan himself, but were swallowed in large gulps by the Clanging Dragon Armor on his body! This battle armor was originally covered with countless fine scales, and now every scale was stretched out to ensure it was fully soaked in the Emperor's Flowing Pulp.

At this moment, the Clanging Dragon Armor seemed to have come back to life, with black mist spreading out two zhang away, and everyone avoided it for fear of being touched.

The black dragon heart scale on his chest kept palpitating, and He He Lingchuan could even feel the greed and joy of this battle armor eating in large gulps.

Even the shoulder-squatting beast White Flame, collected from Xue Zongwu, jumped from the battle armor into the vat, swallowing the spiritual pulp without stopping.

After the Luo Life Armor was taken away and re-refined by the Great Fang Hu, the evil intent it had originally cultivated had been wiped away along with its old karma. The newly born Clanging Dragon Battle Armor had no reservations toward He He Lingchuan and did not hide its desire and urgency.

Even the original Luo Life Armor had no chance to binge eat like this in an era of spiritual energy depletion.

The demand of a divine artifact for spiritual energy far exceeded that of ordinary magic treasures; it had been hungry and thirsty for too long.

More than half an hour later, the full vat of Emperor's Flowing Pulp had been swallowed up by it.

He He Lingchuan had no choice but to jump into another vat.