Chapter 386: Exposing the Roots (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Ning Prefecture, Qianqiu City.

Fan Donghe, who had walked out of the Suye Hall once again, looked back at the square, pitch-black, tall building and sighed heavily. Many people secretly rumored that the Suye Hall was like a coffin; once you went in, sooner or later you would become a corpse.

For several days, the deacons had been asking those few questions over and over again. As long as Fan Donghe answered one word wrong, he would be seized and interrogated repeatedly. Or if someone else's confession implicated Fan Donghe, even if it was a small matter, he would have to explain it for an hour.

After several consecutive days, Fan Donghe felt that his Dao heart was about to collapse, and several times he wanted to disregard everything and directly cut down the few deacons opposite him. Sometimes, Fan Donghe also felt that he might as well just give in; those people were nothing more than wanting him to take some money to pass the hurdle.

But even if he wanted to, his family had long since sold everything of value.

After Xu Zhongxing was imprisoned, many of his past confidants were arrested by Xu Chunyuan on various excuses, and quite a few were sent into the Suye Hall. In order to rescue them, Fan Donghe had already sold all his family property, and now that it was his turn, he could not bring out any money.

Fan Donghe hesitated for a moment, finally changed direction, and a moment later arrived in front of a large mansion in the East City.

After reporting, a moment later the gatekeeper led him into a warm pavilion. Sitting at the head of the warm pavilion was a gorgeously dressed woman who looked less than thirty, with beauty rarely matched.

However, Fan Donghe knew that this person's cultivation was only one step away from a True Lord, and there was still a possibility of breaking through, so she could manage the eleventh house of the Xu family as a woman. Looking at the entire Xu family, she was also a powerful figure with few people daring to offend her.

Fan Donghe sat down, still hesitated for a moment, then said, "Someone entrusted me to pass a message asking if that person is made unable to return, what are you willing to pay?"

The woman smiled slightly and said, "General Fan is still concerned about the family and doesn't want to lose an elder, so you only came to find me after so many days."

Fan Donghe's heart tightened, and he said, "You knew?"

The woman picked up a teacup and took a sip, saying, "This is not hard to guess. That Wei Yuan is a ruthless character who would squeeze oil even out of a stone; taking Xu Chunyuan without killing him is clearly intending to exchange for a sum of resources. The Xu family is so big, even if Wei Yuan doesn't know that I have a grudge against Xu Chunyuan, there must be someone who doesn't want him to return. So as soon as you returned, I was waiting for you to come find me. But you only came today; to be honest, I am a bit disappointed."

Fan Donghe smiled bitterly, "Unless it's a last resort, Fan really doesn't want to let Wei Yuan's scheme succeed."

The woman said indifferently, "General Fan is a good person. Alright, I know about this matter, and I will handle the following things myself. In addition, starting from tomorrow, the Suye Hall will no longer look for you."

"Those old subordinates of mine..."

The woman raised her hand, stopping his following words, and then said, "The value of your message is only this much."

After speaking, she picked up the tea to see the guest out.

After Fan Donghe left, a young man with outstanding heroic bearing turned out from behind the screen and said, "Mother, this is a great opportunity, why not recruit him?"

Seeing this young man, a smile appeared on the woman's face, and she said, "If he had come to find me as soon as he returned, or if he never came to find me, I would have considered recruiting him. But he waited for several days and only came to find me when he had no other choice, which shows that he can't see the situation clearly, and deep down he has some ridiculous principles and persistence.

When using people, one should either use their loyalty or use their ability; getting just one is enough. But those who are between the two are actually not as useful as they seem. This Fan Donghe is such a person; if I really recruited him, I would find that he is not so easy to use."

The young man was thoughtful, and then said again, "Mother, I want to go to Qingming once."

"What are you going there for?"

The young man showed an indignant look and said, "That Wei Yuan is so arrogant, actually daring to say that my Xu family's Dharma Forms are all trash! Doesn't this include you as well? I want to go meet him and see, since we are all at the perfection of Dao Foundation, what gives him such a big mouth!"

"Nonsense!" The woman's face sank, and she shouted, "Someone, take the young master down, face the wall for seven days! Also, find out who was whispering in the young master's ear, find them, and beat them to death!"

Two maids with delicate figures and young, beautiful appearances walked over gracefully, framing the young man from left and right. The young man struggled desperately, but could not break free from the maids' snow-white little hands, and was carried out alive.

He was still unconvinced, shouting continuously, "That Wei Yuan said he wanted to fight one-on-one, what am I afraid of him for?!"

After the young man was taken away, the woman came to the desk, spread out a piece of letter paper, and began to write a letter to Wei Yuan.

Inside the palace city of Qianqiu City, a heavy giant sword was inserted in front of a quiet pond, and a young cultivator sat cross-legged in front of the sword, closing his eyes to observe the sword with his mind's eye. "Brother Xu Yao Wu! Brother Xu Yao Wu!" A shout came from outside the courtyard, and then a tall and sturdy man walked in without waiting for notification.

The young cultivator did not get up, but turned around on the spot. Only then could it be seen that he was actually sitting in mid-air.

"Have you heard? That kid Wei Yuan released words saying that my Xu family's Dharma Forms are all trash! He even released words saying that whoever is unconvinced, as long as it's one-on-one, he will take it all!"

Xu Yao Wu said calmly, "Naturally I heard, why, do you want to go meet him?"

The tall and sturdy man frowned, showing hesitation, and said, "He was able to take down Elder Chunyuan while fighting many with one; I'm afraid I'm not his opponent."

"Isn't that it."

The tall and sturdy man showed an indignant look and said, "I can't, but Brother Xu Yao Wu, you can! Didn't you just practice that sword..."

Two faint sword qi suddenly shot out from Xu Yao Wu's eyes, and his voice also carried killing intent: "Who told you?"

The tall and sturdy man was greatly shocked, took two steps back, his back hit the courtyard wall, and he said with difficulty, "Once when drinking, I, I saw a sword seal float on your brow..."

Xu Yao Wu slowly withdrew the sword qi from his eyes, was silent for a moment, then said, "This matter must never be mentioned to anyone else, otherwise I will be in danger of my life."

"This, isn't this a good thing? Alright, don't worry, I will never say it out. You and I are life-and-death friends, how could I harm you?" The tall and sturdy man swore repeatedly.

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After he bid farewell and left, the young cultivator smiled self-deprecatingly and muttered to himself, "Still can't be ruthless, sigh! It seems the Master was right; sooner or later I will die because of this."

The Qingming domain was quiet in the middle of the night at this time.

Wei Yuan sat in the cultivation room, with a tall and fierce martial artist standing in front of him. He was one and a half zhang tall, and his head had already touched the ceiling in this cultivation room. The scenery around this martial artist's body was slightly distorted, clearly showing that his Dharma body was incredibly powerful.

His face was strange, like a product of a dragon head mixed with a human face, with several sharp horns growing on his head, looking like flying hair.

At this moment, everything from the inside out of the martial artist was reflected in Wei Yuan's heart.

A five-toed dragon claw was hidden in the martial artist's sea of consciousness, with wind, clouds, mountains, and rivers faintly appearing around it, changing from time to time, and could be manifested externally at any time according to his will. This was the martial artist's Dharma Form, which was already at the late-stage cultivation. And the dragon claw brought its own mountains, rivers, clouds, and wind, which was also supreme-rank among Dharma Forms.

After many days, the Dragon Eagle finally walked out of the pool water and turned into a new Dragon Guard. He was completely different from the previous two Dragon Guards, with late-stage cultivation and a supreme-rank Dharma body; although he was not as good as the Dragon Eagle when alive, he was not comparable to ordinary late-stage Dharma Forms.

When Fan Donghe left that day, he still had complaints about Wei Yuan's one-on-one fighting, but what he didn't know was that Wei Yuan had actually been very reserved, and there were still the Dragon Eagle and the girl Yin-Yang that he hadn't mentioned. And Wei Yuan was in Qingming, with a huge increase in combat strength; if anyone thought Wei Yuan only had the combat strength of three or four Dharma Forms and killed their way here, that would be interesting.

At this time, the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains were full of vitality. Spirit plants were sprouting in the fertile soil, and people were busy tidying up the fields and marking out plots. The four Immortal Orchids had also been moved into the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, so the mortals divided into four groups, worshiping the four Immortal Orchids that had not yet sprouted.

Wei Yuan studied the Dragon Guard transformed by the Dragon Eagle for a while, then sent him back to the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains to recuperate, and then sat cross-legged himself, preparing to do an hour of homework. Now, although his cultivation would no longer improve his spiritual power, he could polish his Dao heart and improve the spirituality of his Dao Foundation.

Just as he was about to forget himself, Wei Yuan was suddenly interrupted by a burst of arguing in his Dao Foundation.

Wei Yuan was inexplicably annoyed by the noise, so he entered the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains to check, and saw two groups of people arguing, and it was getting more and more intense, actually having the intention of doing something.

The two sides were the believers of the Laurel Immortal Tree and the Ice Glass Divine Wood, with hundreds of people arguing, and thousands more watching coldly.

To outsiders, the two groups were just wailing, but in fact, they mainly relied on divine sense to communicate, and a single "wa-ya-ya" could contain rich meanings, such as: How can my immortal tree be comparable to your wild wood? If you don't believe it, listen to me...

The opposite side replied with a "ya-ya-pei," meaning: How many days has your wild wood been in this world? Looking at its shape, it's just a tea tree!

This group of people was shocked: How do you know the roots of our immortal tree?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 387 =====