Chapter 531: The Purple Earth

Purple Earth, for the human race of the Nanhuang Continent, holds an extraordinary significance.

Especially for those scavengers and commoners, Purple Earth symbolizes imperial power and nobility; anyone who emerges from Purple Earth seems to carry an aura, standing a cut above the rest.

Their attire always seems magnificent, and their persons appear perpetually immaculate.

It is something people yearn for.

Therefore, being able to enter Purple Earth and reside there is the lifelong dream and pursuit of too many people in the Nanhuang Continent.

But unfortunately, those who can truly achieve this are few and far between.

All this status stems from the fact that Purple Earth's original form was the capital of the last human kingdom on the Nanhuang Continent.

That kingdom, sharing the same name as the Purple Azure Upper Kingdom in the human history of the Eastern Wanggu Continent, though fallen, has seen its eight great clans endure to this day.

They represent the indigenous power of the Nanhuang Continent, controlling the government and issuing orders across the entire continent, while also having old ties with the Flame Phoenix and enjoying its protection.

They often never leave the Nanhuang Continent in their entire lives, and others are unwilling to provoke them.

Even some elderly members of various clans, who have passed their magic treasures down to their descendants, seen their own cultivation bases plummet, and now need support just to walk, have appeared on the city walls to gaze into the sky.

"Tingyu, forget about the things from when we were young."

In their view, within the entire Nanhuang Continent, whether it is the Blood Child or the Litu Sect, or even the mysterious Truth of Words, they are all, in the final analysis, outsiders.

This principle, Xi Yu understood when he was young; he understood that in this chaotic world, those who are willing to impart knowledge earn eternal gratitude.

"Little Junior Brother..."

As the sky roared and the great war broke out, seven more figures silently emerged from the white lightning cracks, turning into a beam of light and rushing straight toward Yao Hou.

But suddenly, four figures appeared around them.

Their momentum was like a rainbow, stirring up a great wind that blew the robes of the four great clans' cultivators on the ground; the crowd's expressions turned solemn, and they all looked up at the sky.

Tingyu was very excited, while Feng Haijun remained expressionless, though his gaze frequently swept around, containing hidden vigilance.

It was none other than Feng Haijun and Tingyu.

The eight great clans, all mobilized.

"Greetings to Chen Feiyuan."

Just like that, time passed, and half an hour later, a sound that pierced the clouds came from the horizon, echoing in all directions and causing the clouds in the firmament to churn.

Yao Hou understood that the reason he wasn't told was that Purple Earth guessed he wouldn't accept the location being set before Master Bai's grave, or perhaps the battlefield wasn't decided by their side.

It was none other than Xi Yu.

"Senior Brother Feiyuan, Senior Sister Tingyu."

"And my personality has changed as I've grown up, becoming much softer; if not for Feng Haijun's protection, I would easily have been treated as a tool for mutual marriage alliances within Xu Qing's clan."

Looking out, the number was vast, reaching hundreds, and each one had impressive cultivation; they were also skilled in assassination, with extremely fast speed.

Heaven and earth slowly quieted down.

Those two were a man and a woman.

A shrill scream rang out as these two adults collapsed, turning into countless residual mists and falling back; at this moment, the hand deep in the void lunged forward, and a person stepped out.

Everyone looked toward the eastern horizon.

Feng Haijun coughed.

But the haste of time, the victory in choosing the battlefield, or perhaps some unforeseeable reasons, destined the outcome.

The intent to kill spread in all directions, locking onto Xi Yu's body and soul; once it landed, it could cause Yao Hou's body and soul to collapse.

"Second Stage of Returning Void!"

Feng Haijun, listening to their conversation from the side, felt his expression soften; he had thought this was Yao Hou's arrangement, and setting a trap before the teacher's grave was the reason he had been repulsed at first.

But before they could get close to Yao Hou, the sky twisted, and a great seal suddenly manifested, emitting terrifying fluctuations.

Feng Haijun's words left Tingyu silent.

And before Master Bai's grave, there was never a lack of incense and fresh flowers; whether it was Feng Haijun and Tingyu, or those he had blessed throughout his life, they would often come.

To pay respects.

Waiting silently.

Because of this, after being informed that Xi Yu was about to arrive, the four great clans attached great importance to it, leading to this welcome.

Although closed-off and rigid, it depends on who they are facing; if it were within Xi Yu Chen, they could naturally be arrogant, but toward the Nanhuang Continent, they dared not.

Yao Hou kowtowed at this moment; when he looked up at the sky, golden light shone in the firmament, as if it had turned into a golden sea of heaven, and the capital's taboo magic treasure formed here.

This period of time, though not long, was very precious to Xi Yu.

"Kill." It spread across the sky.

After appearing, they rushed directly into the white cracks, and the next moment, the sound of roaring echoed thunderously within.

From the wind blowing from all directions, thousands of figures manifested; they looked like Yanmiao clansmen, but their aura was different from the Yanmiao clan, clearly showing that the Yanmiao identity was just a cover, and their true clan was hidden.

We know that the identity and status of this Book-Commanding Officer named Xi Yu soared the moment the changes in the capital began.

Gazing at the figure in his memory, I vaguely seemed to see that dirty little child who used to eavesdrop on the plants and trees outside the tent in the scavenger camp back then.

The four great clan leaders naturally knew of the relationship between Yao Hou and Master Bai, and they also saw Yao Hou's desire to reminisce with an old friend, so they all agreed.

Yao Hou paused; Feng Haijun's performance and the scene before the east gate earlier raised suspicions in Yao Hou's heart, so he turned to look at Daoist Sinan beside him.

It didn't start; almost the moment the magic treasure seal appeared, the eighth wave of assassination erupted. This time, the attackers didn't come from the sky or the ground, but from the wind.

"After all, Xi Yu Chen does not have a true Seventh-Stage mighty figure, so today's events occurred."

The four great clan leaders who had left earlier appeared out of thin air, emitting cultivation fluctuations of the Spirit Treasury; among them was a white-haired old man who exuded the aura of Returning Void, rushing straight toward the cloud hand.

There was even the sound of a bell ringing within Xu Qing, also seventy-one times, echoing in all directions to show solemnity.

It was truly because there was basically nothing happening within the Xu Book-Commanding Office; it was strange that the closed-off four great clans of Xu Qing would all attend so grandly, and looking at them, this was just a welcome.

They even investigated Yao Hou's background and knew he was a man of the Xu Book-Commanding Office.

At this moment, the magic treasures of the four great clans of Xi Yu fused together to form a more powerful treasure; although not a taboo, it belonged to the peak among magic treasures.

Yao Hou glanced at me, nodded, and after cupping his fists in thanks, the four great clans left one by one, leaving only Feng Haijun and Tingyu behind.

That old man was the recognized ancestor of the four great clans of Xu Qing and the only one in the Returning Void realm.

And Yao Hou's identity was very important at that time; once he fell, it would surely cause waves in the now gradually stabilizing Nanhuang Continent.

The moment they appeared, the great wings in the firmament roared, and thousands of Sword-Wielders descended together, instantly launching a battle around the cemetery.

Time flew by, a year passed; since that parting, I had never seen Yao Hou again. When the teacher was murdered, although the other party had come, I only saw a back.

These clusters of clouds suddenly changed, forming a huge cloud hand that pressed rapidly toward Yao Hou before the grave on the ground.

The sound carried terrifying fluctuations, but it avoided damage to the grave, landing directly within these mist fingers.

After appearing at this moment, I turned to look at Xi Yu, then at Tingyu and Xi Yu Chen, nodded, and spoke strangely.

"Especially this time, my arrival was delayed in being announced... this matter has deep meaning."

Seeing everyone leave, Tingyu could no longer hold back and walked a few steps quickly to Yao Hou.

Master Bai's death was a huge blow to Tingyu.

Yao Hou was thoughtful.

"Additionally, it also erases one of his strong points from the enemy's perception. After all, being able to set a trap before the teacher's grave is enough to show that worldly feelings cannot shake his heart, so no one will use this to target him in the future."

After a while, we walked to the cemetery together.

"Feng Hai

Jun, don't think that just because you've grown up, you don't have to listen to Senior Sister; and Yao Hou, Feng Haijun is cold on the surface, but actually, he pays great attention to his affairs in the capital. The more that person grows up, the less he likes to reveal what is in his heart."

In this golden net spreading in all directions, a majestic face was looming.

Two Seventh-Stage, and one was actually Eighth-Stage.

"Senior Sister Tingyu." Yao Hou also had waves in his heart; the relationship between Tingyu, Feng Haijun, and me, although not as good as with the Captain, had no simple interest dealings in childhood and was very deep in Xi Yu's memory.

This time, Purple Earth's preparation was extremely thorough, and with Xu Qing's cooperation, the thousands of assassins around were soon either killed or captured, and the battle in the firmament did not last long.

I was not far from Yao Hou; at this moment, that sudden scene formed a huge crisis. Seeing it approaching, a hand reached out from the void beside Yao Hou, grabbed these two adults, and squeezed hard.

The Great Elder of the Sword-Wielding Court of the Yinghuang State beside him saw Yao Hou's expression and spoke slowly.

And outside the east gate, in the crowd of the four great clans, there were two people standing in the position of the four great clan leaders.

Yao Hou was silent; after cupping his fists, he looked at Master Bai's tombstone, lowered his head, and kowtowed, very earnestly, very earnestly.

The Bai clan leader within did not mention the matter of Master Bai's tomb being buried in the cemetery, while this Chen clan leader had a deep meaning in his eyes and spoke with a smile.

The direct descendants within were all dressed magnificently, standing outside the east gate of Purple Earth, lined up in a long queue.

First Uncle was like that, and Master Bai was also like that.

"As the Acting Prefect, my connections in various clans are the foundation for my future governance of Xi Yu Chen, and it will also be a completely different style of handling affairs from the old Prefect."

Afterwards, Feng Haijun told me about Yao Hou avenging the teacher.

This time he came to Xi Yu without delaying the announcement, and the previous appearance of the four great clans of Xi Yu made Yao Hou have guesses in his heart; combined with Feng Haijun's vigilance toward all sides, all this already made Yao Hou understand everything.

Parents give body and soul, teachers create life; therefore, teachers are as great as parents and as high as heaven.

"In this way, we are disturbing Xi Yu Chen; my young son Feiyuan will accompany you, and the security for Chen Feiyuan's visit this time will also be the responsibility of Feiyuan."

Yao Hou was expressionless, glanced at the direction of the capital, and did not speak.

Yao Hou noticed, and while thoughtful, the four great clans warmly invited him; after pondering, Yao Hou stepped into Xu Qing.

They also covered their own clan characteristics, using ordinary methods to turn into the appearance of the Yanmiao clan; the moment they appeared, the clouds exploded, the Qing Qin sound echoed, and they rushed out, heading straight for those eight.

Everyone had a respectful expression.

Because, today, all this felt more like a show to Yao Hou.

"Of course, this is just my personal judgment."

Yao Hou lowered his head and kowtowed heavily.

Daoist Sinan was silent for a few breaths and spoke in a low voice.

Their seniority was originally not enough to stand here, but today, they were specially permitted to appear.

When Qing Qin's huge body covered the sky and cast a shadow over the land of Xi Yu, the figure of the great wings appeared in the sky, whistling over.

After Xi Yu Chen crushed a jade slip, it appeared instantly and shook violently toward the ground.

The eight people looked at each other, as if they had returned to the tent in the scavenger camp back then, sitting together listening to Master Bai's lecture.

Feng Haijun spoke intensely; his voice instinctively contained strangeness, not because he did it on purpose, but because living in a treacherous clan, in the struggle for clan power, he had developed a habit.

But just as Yao Hou kowtowed, in the firmament, these clouds floating high in the sky suddenly swayed; there was no killing intent, no delay in eruption, no coldness revealed beforehand.

At the same time, in the sky, within this huge white lightning, a rune even larger than it was revealed as the teleportation fluctuations echoed, and a person walked out from within.

Some clans with other purposes were also unwilling to see the stable momentum of Xi Yu Chen appear, and perhaps there were even remnants of the Candlelight.

Especially the First Imperial Prince, who had to be guarded against.

Upon noticing such arrangements around Xi Yu, the visitor had already retreated.

It suppressed the white lightning cracks directly.

The woman was beautiful, with some ease on her face, containing expectation, but there was still some disbelief in her expression.

Countless small worlds formed around it; like stars twinkling, under the blessing of the taboo magic treasure and the shroud of the capital's luck, these small worlds were forcibly gathered together to form a great world!

The man was handsome, with brightness hidden between his brows.

Gazing at the tombstone, Yao Hou's mind recalled Master Bai's voice and appearance; he picked up the incense sticks handed over by Tingyu, lit them while shaking, placed them before the grave, knelt down, and kowtowed respectfully.

At the same time, there was a white lightning in the sky that suddenly streaked across the firmament, becoming a gap, and eight figures rushed out from that gap.

"And Purple Earth, in order to consolidate the stability of Feng Hai, to deter all sides, and even more to guard against some people outside the capital, could not show weakness, so it chose to establish prestige."

"Don't have grudges against Xi Yu in your heart; he actually paid more. By borrowing the capital's taboo and the little remaining luck to forcibly gather the great world, he consumed his lifespan."

"If Yao Hou is nostalgic, it is naturally better; if his personality has changed, it is also normal."

Gradually, this assassination, after appearing suddenly, quickly became strange; although there was no battle yet, it moved away from Xu Qing during the pursuit.

"Feiyuan, do you think Yao... is still the same as he was back then?" Tingyu was a bit uneasy in her heart and spoke softly.

But there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days, so Purple Earth had to expel all those with malicious intent within the Nanhuang Continent at once, and at this time, Yao Hou's outing naturally became the focus.

"Xi Yu, he continues to pay respects."

Yao Hou smiled upon hearing this.

Yao Hou's expression remained normal from beginning to end, and he continued to kowtow.

Daoist Sinan fell a few steps behind and did not get close; he looked at the figures of those eight young people in front, feeling emotions in his heart, and thought of his own junior brother.

Tingyu was shocked by that scene, her breathing rapid; beside her, Feng Haijun's expression did not change at all; this was something he had applied for to the Xu Qing high-level officials beforehand for security.

Just like when the master took me out back then, hiding in the dark, attracting those who coveted the life lamp, now although the Nanhuang Continent has entered stability, there are still many petty people hidden in the dark.

Regarding Yao Hou's arrival, the four great clans originally held a grand banquet, but it was politely declined by Yao Hou; he wanted to pay respects to Master Bai.

"This is an arrangement by Purple Earth; all arrangements have been prepared perfectly, there will be no trouble."

Yao Hou murmured softly in his heart; I understand Purple Earth's thoughts, I can understand this matter, but I was not informed beforehand.

"Scatter!"

But I also saw that Feng Haijun's attitude toward Yao Hou was somewhat distant, so I stepped forward to grab Feng Haijun, then grabbed Yao Hou, forcibly bringing them together, and then a smile appeared on my face.

The Purple Azure bloodline can coexist with magic treasures; this ability has been plundered by the four great clans over the years and has become their own talent.

But just at the moment the finger appeared, the void beside it twisted, and another person actually walked out, blocking Yao Hou's front, and shouted loudly.

This place had been placed under martial law, surrounded by guards of the four great clans; they would obey Feng Haijun and be responsible for security during Xi Yu's visit.

As for Tingyu, she was far inferior to Feng Haijun and Yao Hou in terms of scheming, so she didn't react at all to the misunderstandings between them and the fact that a few short sentences resolved the misunderstanding.

But before the words could be finished, Feng Haijun's expression turned solemn, and he cupped his fists in a bow.

This made Yao Hou think of the scene where he borrowed the Blood Child's magic treasure to see the treasure Feng Haijun was raising in his body.

Speaking of this, the Great Elder of the Sword-Wielding Court looked at Yao Hou with deep meaning.

As for the leaders of the four great clans, they descended rapidly, resolving the aftermath emitted by the cloud hand in mid-air for Yao Hou.

"Teacher, disturbing your slumber..."

That scene was very common in Xu Qing, where everything emphasizes hierarchy.

And the figure of the person who arrived was now clearly reflected in Yao Hou's eyes.

Looking up at the surrounding battlefield at this moment, Feng Haijun walked over quickly from afar and spoke in a deep voice.

This assassination from the reactionary forces hidden in the Nanhuang Continent failed; perhaps those were not all, or perhaps they could have actually arranged it better.

At this moment, when the sky and earth were both in battle, a clansman of the four clans suddenly trembled, and in the breath emitted from his nostrils, two mist adults actually manifested, rushing toward Yao Hou.

Therefore, the scene in the early morning raised countless guesses among the commoners of Xu Qing.

But just at this time, the moment Yao Hou kowtowed and his forehead touched the earth, mist suddenly rose from the surrounding ground, and figures of the Yanmiao clan drilled out from within in an instant, rushing straight toward Xi Yu.

At the same time, within these white lightning cracks, blood rain overflowed as Purple Earth's great world entered.

But today, the commoners living in Purple Earth saw an incredible scene in the morning light.

Thus, many eyes gathered on them, and even the leaders of these few clans swept their peripheral vision toward us from time to time.

Yao Hou's eyes narrowed; just at this moment, the blue smoke he had lit suddenly turned into a finger, pressing abruptly toward Xi Yu.

The leader was none other than Li Yunshan, with the Palace Master of the Offering Palace and the Eight Palace Deacons beside him.

The speed was so fast that when it approached in an instant, a cold light flashed in Daoist Sinan's eyes; he stepped out, flicked his large sleeve, and immediately rolled up the visitor, starting a war in the firmament.

"Perhaps this matter is not Purple Earth fishing, but receiving some information, so they are closing the net..."

I am Master Bai's teacher.

A month ago, the events in the capital of Xi Yu Chen were too shocking, so the Xu Book-Commanding Officer had heard of them; as the four great clans of Xu Qing, we naturally investigated this matter more clearly.

"The Xu Qing side has already captured many living captives; besides some necessary interrogations, how should the others be handled?"

Those eight were all Returning Void.

Yao Hou was unscathed, but the Yanmiao clansmen who appeared around him let out shrill screams one after another and collapsed.

Regarding others' politeness, Xi Yu occasionally treated them the same way, so he returned the courtesy to the four great clans; after some pleasantries, I looked at Feng Haijun and Tingyu, a smile appeared on my face, and I said softly.

"Still need to go and persuade them again, don't covet other people's bloodlines and bring great disaster upon yourself."

Xi Yu did not speak; I understood the current situation of the Nanhuang Continent very well and also felt Purple Earth's intentions.

"Greetings to Chen Feiyuan, Deacon Sinan."

Thus, closed-off, rigid, and arrogant became the labels for Purple Earth.

This is the Great Elder of the Sword-Wielding Court of the Yinghuang State.

The speed was so fast, and the appearance so sudden, that it seemed to have been ambushed here for a long time, making it very difficult to guard against; there was even Returning Void power erupting within this cloud hand, carrying an intent of extinction, and it was about to fall.

Xi Yu recognized him; it was the original Deputy Palace Master of the Law Palace, now the incumbent; he nodded at Yao Hou and stepped forward to pursue these residual mists.

Tingyu's eyes turned red.

Yao Hou withdrew his mind and spoke intensely.

Tingyu's eyes showed confusion, and she was just about to speak, but was pulled by Xi Yu Chen and retreated quickly.

Amidst the roaring, the two sides touched; as this cloud finger rolled back, the Xu Qing ancestor's eyes showed sharp light, and he pursued out.

The moment Yao Hou's figure walked out of the great wings with Daoist Sinan and arrived before the east gate of Xu Qing, the crowd of the four great clans all cupped their fists in a bow.

The wind was not so cold, and the warm sunlight fell on Yao Hou and the eight people, accompanying them to the cemetery.

And the leaders of the four great clans were lined up at the very front; while each had a solemn expression, there were also elders of each clan beside them.

Amidst the emotions at this moment, Yao Hou's gaze fell on Feng Haijun; the other party's cultivation was clearly only Foundation Establishment, but the aura was very strange, as if a storm was contained within his body.

At this moment, the time had reached noon; although it was winter, the sky was clear today, and although there were clouds, they were just a few floating high in the sky.

"The human race wants to hand over a letter of surrender, perhaps giving some

information."

One, two, three...

The mist exploded.

Everything was resolved in an instant.

"Senior Brother Feiyuan, the thing in your body..." Yao Hou looked at Xi Yu Chen and spoke softly.

Purple Earth should be fishing.

Yao Hou was silent.