Chapter 1310

"Your Majesty, are we going to this place or not—"

Former elder of the Guimu Sect, Tianren Sect master Yichen saw the Chu King's forehead veins writhing like snakes, and he too was in a dilemma.

Back in Jianghuai, although we were similarly hiding, we had the protection of the Wang Lord, living carefree and at ease, without needing to do anything, just being a Supreme Elder—how different from today, running east and west, doing dirty work every day, the former duke truly became a bandit after falling into banditry, and the blood treasures we seized didn't even end up in our own pockets.

Indeed, the saying "better to die well than to live poorly" proved true.

Even if fallen in the mortal realm, it is still the remnant of a dynasty, not a bandit of the underworld.

"Go, of course we must go, the Huai King has already issued orders—how could we not go?" The Chu King gritted his teeth on the words "Huai King," "You have a way not to go."

Yichen shook his head, his face full of sorrow.

Yeah, there's nothing we can do.

Upon first arriving in the underworld, after careful exploration, they gained a rough understanding of the Blood River Realm, dazed and confused for a while, as if suddenly arriving at the Great Snow Mountain, letting the master open a window on the heavenly spirit cover, cold wind stirring the brain tissue, blood vessels expanding and contracting.

After hard-accepting the astonishing fact that the founding emperor of Great Li had nearly succeeded in the existence of the underworld came anger and fear, they directly went to the Heavenfire Sect and clashed with Liang Qu, none of them had reincarnation marks on their bodies, it was Liang Qu who brought them here by "smuggling," the evidence is as solid as a mountain, enough to make the Heavenfire Sect panic.

However, after calming down.

What good is there after blowing up?

This is no longer about the Queen remaining in the mortal realm, nor about Great Qian, nor about any status or power, but rather the most essential: whether this action is useful, whether it can inflict damage on Liang Qu.

Liang Qu has the ability to move freely between the yin and yang realms, in the vast Blood River Realm, no one can do this, having seen and heard things unseen and unheard, it is not impossible that under the arrangements of the Heavenfire Sect, they could not forcibly escape.

If there's no place to stay in the underworld, worst case return to the mortal realm, continue holding the dragon girl as a prince, they would be miserable, if Liang Qu doesn't return, those who self-destructed will still die, the Blood River Realm will absolutely not tolerate a group of outsiders who know the inside story continuing to lurk, even the slightest spread of truth is possible.

The most crucial point.

Is this ability to come and go freely truly something Liang Qu can possess? Or is Liang Qu merely a representative, and the one actually acting, in fact, is————

The Furnace does not like to interfere, that's because there isn't enough benefit; if Liang Qu is truly an agent, then the Shuimu Sect being able to appear here is likewise just a pawn of the Furnace, no matter how hard they struggle, they are as laughable as grasshoppers after autumn.

Just thinking about it is enough to make one shudder.

Finally, all possibilities listed, all emotions gathered, returning to "better to die well than to live poorly"—

Just like this.

To die only once is their last stubbornness.

Even if fallen in the underworld, they are still bandits who can run, jump, and think, not nothingness.

"Since there's no way, then let's go tidy up the blood treasures we seized, give them to that dragon person, you also send two subordinates to go check, where does the gate of Nineyi Mountain open, where is the treasury, what's the situation, roughly how many blood treasures."

"Yes, Your Majesty, rest assured."

"Nineyi Mountain Reverse Flow River God Sect, under the whole heaven's attention, place bets and win a wave, let us find a chance to raid and rob, win another wave, what deep calculation, after losing the two Martial Saints and many elders, who can stop me—"

The Chu King's cheek muscles bulged, he gritted his teeth.

Really damn bad.

Jiuyi Mountain is also suffering bad luck, reverse flow whoever it is, it's fine, but they insist on reversing the River God Sect, after he loots it, Jiuyi Mountain again fails in reverse flow, compensation money can't even be taken out.

He doesn't know how Liang Qu will fight two against one, win two.

His intuition tells him, this kid won't lose.

"Senior Brother, come down quickly, someone's coming, come down quickly!"

Peach trees gloomy, Warm Stone Rhythm rides across the branches, embraces the trunk, reaches up to pick peaches, Seat Purple Feather below nervously scans, suddenly sees someone passing through, hastily lowers voice, calls Warm Stone Rhythm to come down.

"What are you afraid of? Look at your timid self, you can't tell who's coming."

Seat Purple Feather startled, didn't even get to see clearly who came.

Clatter.

A head poked out from the peach tree leaves, Warm Stone Rhythm has two leaves hanging on his head, enthusiastically waves, greets first: "Yo, little junior sister! Back from signing the contract?"

"Hmm————" Lao Mengyao, devoid of joy, tiptoes her left foot on her right heel, crosses two steps, kicks off her shoes, flops onto the recliner, glances at Warm Stone Rhythm crawling around, "Don't litter after eating, let the patrollers see, they'll mark you down, later on————anyway it's very troublesome, Senior Brother, you must dig a hole and bury after eating."

"Ha, got it, got it, you want some?"

"No."

"Alright." Warm Stone Rhythm grabs a fuzzy peach, throws one to Seat Purple Feather, then grabs another and rubs the fuzz on his chest, "Your tone is just like my mom's, you've messed up the seniority."

"Hah!"

Lao Mengyao blows the hair strands on her forehead, rolls her eyes.

Damn god, same as your mom.

Am I that old?

She's always wondering what the master's wife and senior brother are like.

The master's wife hasn't been seen yet, said to be in closed-door cultivation, the senior brother was seen, but the result is completely different from imagination, not a heavenly gifted, gentle and broad, handsome guy who cooks well, nor an outwardly cold but inwardly hot, righteous protector of the young, when the junior sister is bullied, he says killing the whole family is just killing the whole family.

Just like Seat Purple Feather, a little troublemaker, but not as cute as Seat Purple Feather.

Seat Purple Feather is shy, easily embarrassed, doesn't even dare to call her junior sister, nervously steals a peach, teasing her is quite fun.

Warm Stone Rhythm is carefree, calls out "Yo, junior sister" with every bite, "I am the senior brother, you'll regret it," talks to himself some awkward stuff, also says this is a meme taught by the master, flexibly used, traveling the world without fear.

Just arrived at the Peach Garden, people followed him to his own home, heard this place is managed by the master, patted his chest, shouted today he'll buy all the peaches for everyone, junior and senior brothers can eat freely.

"Senior Brother, how long have you been apprenticed?" Lao Mengyao suddenly asked.

"How long? Yo, I really haven't calculated it." Warm Stone Rhythm, digging a hole to bury peach pits, didn't think much, "Twelve or thirteen years? I was three or four when I became apprentice, don't really remember, just remember I seemed to have cried a lot."

"That early?" Lao Mengyao surprised, "Then Senior Brother, how old are you, this realm, must be a genius, right?"

"So-so, still far from the top, the master at this age should have reached Wolf Smoke, right?"

"?" Lao Mengyao feels something off, probes, "Fifteen or sixteen, Wolf Smoke?"

Not good.

Warm Stone Rhythm keenly sensed Lao Mengyao's confusion, suddenly recalled the master saying the two worlds have a time difference, causing the same time span here, cultivation is slower, he blurted out, "Cough cough, twenty-five or six, I misspoke."

Twenty-five or six, also very heaven-defying, right?

Lao Mengyao was suspicious, always feeling she had discovered something unusual. Recalling Liang Qu's instruction, she let Warm Stone Rhythm not run around everywhere, trying not to reveal her expert skills in front of masters, otherwise she and her brother would both suffer misfortune—【TITLE】Cloud Sea Transformed into Fertile Land, Hui Zhen and Master Huiyuan (Combined)

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She began to probe: "Is cultivation fast on your side?"

"What do you mean 'your side'? Heck, isn't everyone the same? Only my master defies heaven; everyone else is about the same as you, junior sister."

Lao Mengyao realized the other was being evasive again, sighed, pretended to give up, and changed the subject: "Have you seen the master's wife?"

"What does the master's wife look like?"

"Damn, she's gorgeous!"

"You only think that because you've never seen true beauty, right?" Lao Mengyao deliberately questioned, "Also, what would someone your age know?"

"What? I only say that because I've seen her—everyone says my master's wife is one of the three greatest beauties in the world!"

"Which three?"

"Your seniority is low, your vision narrow; wait until you cultivate for two more years, and when your master takes you out to broaden your horizons, you'll know."

"I used to be a disciple of Shuyu Pavilion, a first-rank sect, one of the few in the world—I've never heard of it, nor have the people around me, and no one acknowledges it—on what basis is it considered one of the world's three greatest?"

"Hey, junior sister, that's shallow—beauties only belong to the strong! No need to talk about the three themselves; just look at their partners—each is top-notch, so they don't need fame!"

"Who are their partners?"

"Your seniority is low, your vision narrow; wait until you cultivate for two more years, and when your master takes you out to broaden your horizons, you'll know."

"?"

Again?

Lao Mengyao ground her back teeth, shifted her approach.

"How old is the master's wife? Does she have children with the master?"

"I don't really remember, but she seems to be older than the master by more than one cycle plus two years? Around fourteen, I think, carrying many gold bricks—no children, after all, their realms are both too high, making childbirth extremely difficult; my master's wife also has a somewhat different race, making it even harder."

"High realm, difficult to bear children?"

Lao Mengyao had never heard of this; this time she didn't ask directly, but went along: "Indeed, childbirth is difficult—I've heard many elders have no children."

"Huh? No children, so they're eunuchs? I was just spouting nonsense, and you actually believed it—still saying you're not probing me?"

"Ah, hahaha." Lao Mengyao awkwardly rubbed her head, muttering under her breath.

This kid/this woman, has something.

Wen Wen Shi Yun didn't expect her casual bluff to explode like this.

Speaking of which, in this world, not only is the flow speed different, but do masters find it easy to have children? Or is it not as difficult as on their side?

Also, why do people here cultivate slowly, but when he comes, he cultivates fast? Is the master deceiving him?

"What are you chatting about? You three—how are you? No fighting, right?"

"Master!" *3

Liang Qu drifted down lightly.

The youngest but highest-ranked Wen Wen Shi Yun stepped forward first: "Master, rest assured—Junior Brother is kind-hearted, Junior Sister may be a bit mischievous, but her heart is not bad."

Lao Mengyao's mouth twitched.

"You're the mischievous one—your whole family is mischievous."

"Hahaha."

Liang Qu laughed loudly, reached out to ruffle Wen Wen Shi Yun's head—perhaps due to his growing age, Wen Wen Shi Yun has been getting taller, now nearly matching him, making it look somewhat odd.

"How was it?" Liang Qu turned to look at Lao Mengyao, "Today's certification—any problems? How many sects came?"

Lao Mengyao bowed respectfully: "Those who signed the contract—four first-rank sects, six second-rank sects——as for issues, generally none, but there was one matter: originally five first-rank sects came, but at the signing moment, the first-rank sect Dajue Temple suddenly withdrew, seemingly a last-minute decision, and even fellow disciples of Dajue Temple objected."

"Oh?" Liang Qu was surprised, "Who decided?"

"Master Huizhen—everyone says he's an oddball in Dajue Temple, unconventional in conduct, doing things differently."

"Huizhen?" Liang Qu felt the name ring a bell, silently noted it, then pulled out a small pouch: "Excellent, well done—take these blood treasures and cultivate well."

Lao Mengyao reached out to receive them, eyes wide: "Master, are all these for me?"

"Don't want them?"

"Want want want."

Lao Mengyao and Xizi Yu held the blood treasures, their palms glowing—second-rank blood treasures, quite a number! Even a few first-rank ones.

"Wait—where did these blood treasures come from? Didn't the elders' salaries already get paid out?"

After seeing Liang Qu off, Lao Mengyao recalled the River God Sect disciple who had taken blood treasures and disguised himself as her older brother in seclusion; she turned to look at Wen Wen Shi Yun, only to find Wen Wen Shi Yun also dazed.

Strange.

Wen Wen Shi Yun rubbed her chin, turning the blood treasure in her hand—Master likes to ruffle others' heads, but never acts awkwardly due to height differences.

Because the Wu Sheng stands firm in the void, wanting to be as high as possible!

"So it's Uncle Binglin—"

"Huizhen?"

"Yes." Long Binglin transformed back to his original appearance, reported through the gate: "When I heard this name, I felt it was familiar for a moment, but couldn't recall—wonder if it's related to the ancestors of the Xuankong Calendar?"

"I've never heard this dharma name either, but there is one somewhat similar to it."

"Kaxian?"

"Haven't you studied the *Weishi Fa*?"

"Master Huizhong?"

"Yes."

"Ah, now I see."

Long Binglin suddenly realized—no wonder he felt the name familiar.

Liang Qu's close kin basically all cultivate the *Weishi Fa*.

This is a life-preserving, anti-ambush dharma that also aids in refining the hundred classics—even if Liang Qu enters the Yaolong, it hasn't been eliminated, and the founder of the *Weishi Fa* is precisely the legendary monk Huizhong, whose westward journey bore fruit!

"Go investigate this Huizhen further."

"Yes, these blood treasures—"

"Keep them—"

Bei Shan several assisted in communication, Long Binglin turned and left, the room fell into silence.

"Huizhen—"

Liang Qu felt he had a chance to return to the Yang realm and ask the old monk whether he recognized this dharma name.

Normally, upon entering the Yin realm, there would be a reincarnation seal, memory and experience completely erased, making it impossible to recall past-life states, but the monk is not necessarily so. This background is too profound, even more obvious than a Daoist priest; a Daoist priest reborn may not remain a Daoist priest, but the monk might converge through different paths and still remain a monk, easily corresponding to his former identity.

Na Kua currently has no time or energy.

Exhale, inhale.

Qi spurted out, bones rubbed against each other.

Liang Qu sat cross-legged on the futon, drenched in sweat.

His aura grew increasingly dense and mighty, resembling the earth itself.

The forms of rivers, lakes, and seas surrounding his body became even more surging, emitting the sound of vast tides; in truth, his qi transformation is not easily visible, but compared to two days ago, the change is obvious—like formless clouds gathering into rain, falling from heaven to earth, turning into thick, muddy sludge.

Before him stood three clay jars, empty and hollow!

The sea-root sea dan granted by the Whale Emperor, all of the same kind and category, need not worry about medicinal conflict, merely to balance the quantity and absorption efficiency of the Yellow Earth Mother, and partly taken for alchemy, Liang Qu did not exhaust it, using only half, aiding the refinement of all past unparalleled merit to grow the sea-root from five hundred seven frogs to six hundred whole!

Tremendous changes occurred within the Lower Dantian.

From formless to tangible, from ethereal to solid, beneath the Dragon Court Xiandao, the boundless Qingren Cloud Sea surged slightly, transforming into rich, fertile soil.

Using the Yellow Earth Mother presented no imagined difficulty.

That unique sense of heft made Liang Qu feel as if the light plastic spear he once held had now become a heavy steel spear—just by the current material, Wu could bring effective lethality without adding anything.

This is not the entirety of the change.

At the center of the fertile soil, a towering peach tree rose from the ground, lush green leaves, golden peaches hanging centrally!

Previously, the peach tree's volume was minuscule; placed on the Xiandao, it merely served as a green decoration, unnoticeable, but now, landing on the Xiandao, it could nearly support the Dragon Court Hall.

Entering Zhen Xiang cultivated, constructing three heavenly palaces.

The peach tree's growth, Bei Zhi seemed to have opened an additional small category!

Having died and been resurrected, or under the combined effects of the Silkworm Cocoon, Withered What Meets Spring, and Gang Lian, Liang Qu unexpectedly reclaimed his Yang Essence, causing the highest realm's Sun Spirit Seed to rupture and sprout, growing into a sapling, and with the help of the Great Shun Immortal, he improved the Yin-Yang Spirit Seed Technique, combining it with the unexpectedly sprouted sapling, resolving the pain point of the Spirit Seed Technique relying entirely on breath-holding—once not held, all prior effort lost—allowing this Yang Essence to be retained permanently, unaffected by his feelings for Long Eying.

Now, as the cloud sea turned into fertile soil, another transformation occurred.

Had it absorbed the earth's nutrients?

But—

Originally planned to give the "peach" to Long Eying, but Na Kua was stuck before the Yaolong Three Steps; to avoid wasting "medicinal power," Liang Qu had been nurturing it, yet never expected that nurturing it would make the peach tree grow increasingly terrifying.

Now it's reached the point where one knows this thing is powerful, but not just how powerful, nor what specific additional effects it has.

"Feel like I've nurtured something extraordinary—"

The changes subsided.

The refinement of the Yellow Earth Mother had not ended; its unique nurturing power, combined with the Ze Ling's feedback, began to further take effect, expanding the Lower Dantian, nourishing the physical body.

Liang Qu only felt his sea-root continuously sinking, continuously growing, continuously being tempered, everything moving toward the optimal solution under existing conditions.

Six hundred zero one, six hundred zero frogs—

In the cloud sea, the existing "Xuan Huang," under Liang Qu's complete unawareness, further catalyzed and assimilated five days one flash.

The Jade Scroll Pavilion, Lao Mengyao, and Zi Yu all rushed to join the strict training, while Fu Shi Yun alone walked in the peach garden, sighing sorrowfully; such a transcendent master's battle, I actually couldn't witness it firsthand, see my master's heroic bearing—truly pitiful and lamentable.

On the other side.

The River God Sect, tightly packed below, stood in strict readiness.