Chapter 2969: Stray Dog?

In that era of thin spiritual qi, a great yaoguai living over four hundred years was already quite good. But the Yaodi was of the dragon lineage, naturally long-lived, and enjoyed the spiritual qi offerings of all Between Between Between Beijia; moreover, unlike Chi's father who had campaigned year-round and accumulated countless hidden injuries, theoretically reaching eight hundred years should have been no problem. Yet it only lived four hundred-plus years, and at the end it was acute failure — gone in a matter of days.

While drinking in Lingxu City, He Lingchuan had heard more than once the rumors circulating among the common folk, saying the old Yaodi did not die a natural death. But after all, no one could produce evidence; besides, the matter of assassinating the Between Between Between Beijia Yaodi sounded like a conspiracy theory at the time.

That was the most powerful nation in the human world — who could kill its monarch?

But now that the old affair is brought up again, tsk, everyone feels that something is off.

"An old account from hundreds of years ago — I'm afraid it will be even harder to investigate." Xin Wuhuan stood up. "The great upheaval in Between Between Between Beijia — I must hurry back to Mouguo." Xiao Hanzi, for his part, needed to return to Lingshan as soon as possible to make arrangements.

The Yaodi's death has far-reaching impact on this world. As the two major powers, they also need to plan their response as quickly as possible.

Before departing, Xiao Hanzi said to He Lingchuan with a serious expression: "We will bear witness for you."

Whether the Between Between Between Beijia people believe it or not, this is the stance of Lingshan and Mouguo.

After the two left the Earth Mother Plains, they boarded their carriage and flew away.

He Lingchuan and Sun Fuling walked side by side back to Panlongcheng, silent all the way, both deep in thought.

They returned once more to the small courtyard where they had lived for a long time before.

Still two rooms side by side, separated only by a wall-top. With their status, they could freely choose the finest residence in the city, yet they still walked back here hand in hand.

Because this is where the dream began.

They would come here whenever they had time, squeezing out a moment to be alone.

There was still a large tree in He Lingchuan's courtyard, trunk thick, branches and leaves lush. He could tell this tree was different from the Panlong World:

"Say, what tree is this?"

"Hehuan." Sun Fuling reached out and stroked the trunk. "The Earth Mother has recently created quite a few new flowers and trees in Panlongcheng."

In the past Panlongcheng didn't have many residents; the Earth Mother only needed to maintain a surface tidiness. Now the original residents of Panlongcheng have moved in en masse; besides the city streets and alleys needing re-planning, she has also planted many fruit trees and flowering trees along the streets and lanes to ensure the city's beauty.

"However, it doesn't know this was originally our residence."

So this hehuan tree appearing in He Lingchuan's courtyard was pure coincidence.

It was in full bloom, pink-and-white fluffy flowers covering the branches, the whole tree a fresh pink.

Sun Fuling was just about to pluck a hehuan flower when a pair of large hands caught her around the waist from behind, and a warm kiss landed on her slender neck. With a gentle tug, the beauty's sash came loose.

Sun Fuling's lovely face flushed red; she couldn't help reminding him: "Didn't you come to handle proper business?"

"Isn't this proper business?" he argued confidently. "Is there anything more important than this?"

Under the tree there was also a set of stone table and stools; although the style wasn't quite consistent with the Panlong World's, He Lingchuan took a liking to this golden hehuan tree today. The tree's trunk was very thick and sturdy, not perfectly straight either, with a very sensible curve.

The Earth Mother chose this tree well; next time I must properly praise it.

He scooped her up in one motion and placed her on the tree.

Before long, the tree's dense crown began to sway rhythmically. A red falcon passing overhead, sharp-eyed, noticed the hehuan tree's abnormality and wanted to descend for a look. As a result, a pebble shot up from below, along with a very familiar word:

"Scram!"

Aiya, dangerous. It flapped its wings and pulled up, hurriedly fleeing.

Sun Fuling could sense he was different from usual; today he was especially impatient.

The world envies the Nine Nether Great Emperor's high position and weighty authority, his word carrying the weight of nine tripods; even Xiao Hanzi only sees the air of a sovereign on him — who can understand the immense pressure he faces at every moment?

Between Between Between Beijia has suffered this great upheaval, Cangyan is on the brink of storm, and the burden on He Lingchuan's shoulders is heavier than Mount Dashan.

Yet he still must shoulder everything and walk forward.

Only Sun Fuling can understand him, and he only allows her alone to read him.

They are the most intimate partners, from body to heart.

She opened her arms, embraced him tightly, and gently tolerated him.

The flowers on the hehuan tree finally stopped falling, while the two's breathing had not yet calmed.

He lowered his head and saw his wife's eyes misty and dewy, but his own back still transmitted one stabbing pain after another.

Hiss—

Sun Fuling raised her hand and brushed the flower pollen off He Lingchuan's head:

"The Yaodi is dead; Between Between Between Beijia will surely retaliate. What do you plan to do?"

The death of the Between Between Between Beijia Jiao Emperor gave He Lingchuan enormous pressure and stimulation; she had already felt it just now.

They both needed a good release of pressure, then to respond calmly.

"Soldiers come, generals block; water comes, earth water comes earth

block." He Lingchuan had indeed calmed down; he first tidied her collar, then straightened his own clothes. "The Di Liuliang triggered by the deaths of the three great immortal-demons including Jialou Tian will erupt before long. Mm, it's about time."

He drew clear water from the water vat to wash his face, then walked unhurriedly into the room.

In one second Sun Fuling transformed back into the red-armored female general, and casually shut the doors and windows.

He Lingchuan took a figurine from his bosom, placed it in the eastern seat of honor, and lit a stick of incense.

Twenty breaths passed.

Fifty breaths passed.

The incense was about to burn out; Sun Fuling added another stick.

Not until they lit the third stick did the smoke stagnate in midair and condense into a human face.

"Such a slow response — not like the Heavenly Realm's far-famed True God at all." He Lingchuan mocked. "Naluo Tian, you wouldn't have actually become a stray dog, would you?"

A voice sounded in the secret chamber; He Lingchuan was already very familiar with Chi's tone:

"After the Lingxu Saint descends to the mortal world, I hope you can still maintain your current arrogance."

Once the gods descend, all this pressure will be transferred to the human world!

He Lingchuan laughed: "The Lingxu Saint's hatred for you is no less than mine; I worry you won't last until the gods descend."

He raises the anti-Heavenly Demon banner high in the human world, especially targeting the Lingxu gods directly, and has achieved remarkable results these years;

while Naluo Tian leads the Kshatriya Heaven in the Heavenly Realm, constantly giving the Lingxu Saint trouble, sabotaging Chi's plans, exposing Chi's conspiracies, sowing discord among the Lingxu members, and stirring up the entire Heavenly Realm's gods against Chi.

As it happened, both of them had also killed quite a few of the True Gods and Heavenly Demons of the Spirit Void.

The Spirit Void Saint Venerable surely hated Naluo Tian to the bone as well. Today, after being unable to contact Naluo Tian for a long time, He Lingchuan had for a brief moment thought that She had already been done in by the Spirit Void Saint Venerable.

Although Naluo Tian's face was formed from fragrant mist, He Lingchuan could sense her staring at him gloomily, then sizing up the Red General:

"Are you the Red General, or Mitiian?"

This iconic set of red armor, standing beside Jiuyou — Naluo Tian didn't need to think to guess her identity.

The Red General sat with her back to the window, half her face hidden in darkness, only her neat figure outlined by the sunlight.

She crossed her legs, her voice clear and cold:

"What do you think?"