was too late.”Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!“Everything I’ve said is supported by evidence, and the mine records for Hu's Mine are meticulously kept. The envoy can..."Hold on, I'll get someone."

After this sentence, it's usually hard to get anyone to come. Or even if you do manage to get someone, they are usually just low-ranking soldiers or insignificant people, with nothing of real value to say.

Therefore, when Zhu Haoxue uses this sentence pattern, ordinary people generally don't have high expectations.

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But someone like Zhao Tiezhu, swore up and down that he would wait, but then just left without a word... It's quite rare to be so shameless.

“Break it up, break it up, there’s nothing to see. Zhao Tiezhu has already run away.” Chu Haoxue, the too-worldly friend of the crowd, urged them to disperse, unable to bear seeing this innocent boy continue to embarrass himself.

As the onlookers saw there was no more drama, they dispersed one by one.

But at this moment, a tangible sense of pressure arose, shaking this place.

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At the end of the long street, a heavy, ancient stone gate appeared. Its air was chaotic and its carvings were exquisitely intricate, depicting heaven and earth.

Gate to Paradise!

In this world, there are those who are virtuous and rule over fortunate lands.

In the illusory realm of Taixu, "de" is most directly manifested. In the monthly Fortunate Land challenge, the strong rise and the weak fall, that's all there is to it.

The gate of blessed land creaked open, and a man of ordinary appearance walked out. He was dressed meticulously, his eyes sharp and fierce. He held a sword in his hand, his aura intimidating: "Which one of you is Zhao Tiezhu"

He fell onto the long street, his fame displayed openly. A plaque-like halo jumped out from atop his head, suspended in mid-air, following him as he walked. A few of the characters on it were extremely profound and brilliant—

"The blessed land of forty-four fir trees, Tongbai Mountain - Nan Gong Ao Tian."

... was here to cause trouble for Zhao Tiezhu

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Nobody ever expected that Chu Haxue could actually summon powerful individuals, and even someone capable of dominating a blessed land within the current Illusory Realm!

That phrase, "wait for me," has revolutionized the understanding of a multitude of celestial wanderers today.

But before everyone could recover, there was a rumbling sound.

Another gate to a blessed land has appeared on the long street.

As the stone gate swung open, a young man in splendid robes stepped out. His features were handsome, and he carried an air of nobility. He was clearly here to support Chu Hao's studies, and his head bore the mark of distinction—

"Fodi's Tenth Danxia Mountain - Lingyue."

Wow! A top 10 expert from the Fortune Land has arrived!

As is widely known, despite the exponential development of the Illusory Realm of Taixu and a surge in cultivators participating, with numbers increasing daily to encompass almost all realms, the ranking within the Illusory Realm still doesn't equate to the rankings in the real world.

Because most Tai Xu practitioners hide their real identities in the Tai Xu Illusory Realm and activate a different combat system, there are variations in power displayed within the realm depending on how much each person values their real identity. This can result in someone like "A" being far stronger than "B" in reality, but ranking far lower in various honors and rankings within the Tai Xu Illusory Realm.

But even so, to stand out among so many other ethereal beings and secure a place at the top of the fortune ranking, one must be a master among masters.

Anything that can manifest the power of a true god, even if it is only partially released within an illusory realm, is worthy of being called "A Divine Presence!"

It's even more impressive to break into the top ten.

The name Ling Yue, in the vast illusory realm, is no less than thunderous.

In contrast, the rankings of the Three Swordsmen of Hongmeng are much lower. They're used to being sneaky and underhanded. Especially, they dare not expose their true identities. In battle, they are heavily restricted, lest they reveal their master's characteristics.

For example, Jia Fugui, in order to improve Kafo's ranking, provided more blessed land resources to the cultivators of Jingguo. He definitely couldn't block the head or neck areas, because blocking those areas would prevent many people from Jingguo from advancing.

He was Zhang Gongdong, ranked 59th in the Fu Di rankings and stuck in the knee area. He leisurely controlled the rhythm of battle every month. Facing challengers from outside Jing Guo, he would "win with hardship", but facing challengers from Jing Guo, he would "suffer a hard defeat".

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The matter was actually carried out very discreetly.

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If it weren't for someone discovering someone far weaker than themselves climbing up and writing a report, this matter wouldn't have reached Jiang Wang's eyes.

"What's this Chu so good at learning" The crowd whispered, astonished: "He called out two powerful figures from the blessed land!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, "Even Yu Que's illegitimate son is no different"

Another person retorted, "What nonsense! Yu Zhenjun has so many illegitimate children, could he possibly keep track of them all"

Boom!

The gate to the Third Blessed Land has arrived.

The noise was completely crushed, the whole street fell silent!

People can only exchange astonishment with their eyes.

A ferocious-looking man pushed the door open, his bearing cold and his eyes extremely sharp. Without a word, his gaze seemed to cut through you like a knife, and even atop his head, the insignia of honor was visible—

"Good Fortune Land, Fourth East Immortal Source - Wishing for Unfamiliarity."

He was, of course, the woodcutter at Baiyu Jing Erhao, who split a single log to pieces.

At first, everyone in Baiyijing responded to Elder Jiang Ge's call and entered the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm together to build Tai Xu. He originally intended to name it "Zhu Bu Xue," but everyone said it was too obvious and asked him to change it. So, this cold name came into being.

The look of the unfamiliar face is cold, the posture is silent, and the aura is sharp.

The crowd of onlookers...was numb.

"The fourth-ranked blessed one has appeared, who is this prince from which country He's quite a showman!"

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"My goodness, Zhao Tiezhu ran into a wall this time. Nangong Aotien, Ling Yue, Zhu Bu..."

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But before the exclamation could fade, another gate to good fortune opened!

This gate to this blessed land is markedly different. Other gates to blessed lands are ancient stone gates, outwardly similar with only subtle differences in the inscriptions. This one, however, has an imperishable golden sheen, radiating eternal splendor. It resembles the gateway of a grand palace, standing majestically here.

And as she walked out of the hall, a woman in a gown adorned with nine phoenixes appeared. She said nothing, simply stood there, her bearing noble and dignified. Golden renown blazed above her head, and throughout the primordial space, a faint, lofty proclamation resonated—

"The first blessed land, Mount Lungshan — Huangliang! Welcome to the grand primordial void!"

The spectators looked at each other in surprise.

The spectators were thrilled.

The spectators were overwhelmed with emotion and unable to contain themselves.

The notorious Three Swordsmen of Honmeng, with Zhao Tiezhu, infamous for his tyrannical ways, roamed freely today as usual. He randomly provoked a passerby, seeking pleasure in the act. His target was an inexperienced young man, fresh out of the gate. Unexpectedly, his kick landed against an unyielding wall of bronze!

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Locations 44th, 10th, 4th, and 1st come together to stand up for Chu Haoxue.

What a feeling of exhilaration, what a sense of relief!

Only then did a dashing young woman, accompanied by Chu Hao, stride into the Hongmeng space: "Did you hear clearly Zhao Tiezhu said that Elder Jiang Ge could only fart in front of him"

Chu Hao-xue nodded vigorously: “Aunt, I heard you loud and clear!”

Someone in the crowd let out a hiss.

A bystander with squinting eyes, a big bulbous nose, and an eager look, immediately asked: "Brother, does this person have a background"

They had just shared a drink at the same table and gotten to know each other's names, so the previous gruff passerby didn't bother hiding anything. He said directly: "I recognize her, Ximen is good. In the competition for fame among the four elephants cultivators of Taixu, I lost to her."

To be able to compete for the fame of the Four Elephants cultivators in the void, this passerby is not simple either.

But the fighting rooster seemed not to care, only opening its wide mouth and grinning, "West Gate That's such a strange name!"

“You’re still called Dou Xiaoer Aren’t you surprised” A passerby said, “Haven’t you noticed They obviously come from the same place. There’s also Nan Gong Aotian over there.”

The chicken-eye laughed twice: "That's right!"

After the incident with Dou Zhaodong, he rarely appeared in the Taixu Illusory Realm. Even when he did appear, he was much less arrogant because no matter how he acted, no one would believe that Dou Xiao'er was Dou Zhao. After all, he was already a real person in the world and an elder of Tai Xu Pavilion!

He didn't care about the rankings of blessed lands, he dedicated himself to practicing diligently, hoping to achieve the top position in the future.

He had already ascended twenty-three heavens, the distance to the twenty-fourth heaven was almost like that of a true celestial realm, just one step away. However, he dared not rush this step. The twenty-fourth heaven was definitely not his final destination. His goal had always been to truly defeat Dou Xiao'er and make him Dou Shaonian. So, he took it slow. After finally achieving this today, the first thing he wanted to do was let Dou Xiao'er return to the world and reappear in the Tai Xu Illusionary Realm.

Having heard that all sorts of demons and monsters roamed freely in the Honmeng Space, he came to stir up trouble. Unexpectedly, there was entertainment to be found here, which also served as a form of emotional refinement!

Over there, Nan Gong Aotian looked down at everyone and said, “Where is Zhao Tiezhu Wasn’t he supposed to be fierce Why does he only bully children and hide when he sees adults What kind of turtle from the river shrinks its head like this!”

The crowd responded with a roar, "He ran away long ago!"

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A burst of laughter.

The Three Musketeers of Hongmeng have returned to their former selves, even more cowardly than before. Their shrinking back this time couldn't help but please everyone.

But some people also speak out for justice—

“Zhao Tiezhu is not a coward. He probably has something to deal with in reality and had to leave the Taixu Fantasy Realm temporarily.”

Upon hearing the voice, the crowd turned to see a tall man wearing an iron mask.

To wear a mask in the illusory realm of the void, that's rather like taking your pants off and letting one rip—quite peculiar.

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Nan Gong Ao Tian then asked, “How do you know this”

This person's voice was very serious, like reporting military intelligence: "With Zhao Tiezhu's style, even if he couldn't win, he would stand up and scold fiercely, he wouldn't hide."

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He paused for a moment, then continued, "As soon as Nan Gong Aotian arrived, I sent Zhao Tiezhu a message to come back to this street, saying that I had something to ask him. He didn't reply. I challenged him on the Jiantai forum again, but there was no response from his side either. In the past, he would always respond immediately. So I concluded that he must not be in the Tai Xu Huan Jing right now, otherwise he wouldn't react like this."

He was able to communicate with Zhao Tiezhu and even sparred on the sword platform. Naturally, he wasn't an ordinary person.

NanGong Aotian looked at him: "You are friends"

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“Not really, just a few times.” This man was serious but also enjoyed the show. He raised his hand and pointed, and the name hanging above him seemed to glow even brighter —

"The Third Immortal of Fudi, Ka Shan—Wang Tianfu."

As the occupier of the Third Blessed Land, he arrived in the Primordial Space. There should have been a matching ancient bronze gate and a grand proclamation. However, he closed it early just to watch the show.

The onlookers had long since become numb.

How many people are performing in this play, and how many are watching How many masters are there on and off the stage today Is today a gathering of masters

Over there, someone unfamiliar called out: "We've never fought before, how about we spar"

Wang Tianfu waved his hand: "Next time, I have someone waiting for me in reality. I just came to the Hongmeng space to see the excitement."

If someone else had said it, it would definitely have been a final goodbye. But his words gave the impression that he had set a specific time and was determined to fulfill it. So he pushed open the ancient bronze door and left this place.

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More and more people gathered on the street, all eager to watch the big play. Sadly, Zhao Tiezhu was nowhere to be found, which was a pity. Those who knew Zhao Tiezhu wrote him flying cranes, warmly inviting him back, but unfortunately, the private messages went unanswered like stones dropped into the sea.

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"Whoever knows Zhao Tiezhu, please tell him something for me." Huang Liang, the first of the blessed land, scanned his surroundings before speaking, "Sneaking around and badmouthing people isn't brave. Bullying kids isn't a good habit either. I don't care who he is in reality, or who his friends are in the Illusory Realm—whether it's in reality or the Illusory Realm, I see him once, I beat him once. He doesn't apologize for a day, this sentence won't end for a day."

Chu Hao stood there, feeling a sense of security mingled with envy. He also wished that one day he could be so imposing. He wouldn't dare to dominate the capital city like his master. But if he could, like Qu GuGu, be the only one in the Hongmeng space, that would be incredibly glorious!

Nan Gong Ao Tian smiled: “I wonder what Zhao Tie Zhu experienced in reality, to have such good luck and not be blocked by us - wouldn't he have run into Elder Jiang Ge”

Ximen looked at him and said, "You're really merciful."

By the way, Bai Zhu's clerk came up with the naming format for Nanguang and Ximen in this Bai Yujing. He also suggested that I should be called Dongfang Yintian in the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm, but I ruthlessly refused.

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With the letter written by Wanyan Xiongyue in hand, Jiang Wang crossed the northern territories. Flying from Mukuo to Jingguo, he didn't take the official postal route. He flew along the line of life and death, one side teeming with life, the other desolate and silent.

There is no truer feeling than this.

This is such a long dividing line, it cuts this corner of the world with an unusually brutal tone.

The boundary between life and death, the opposition of civilization and desolation, the clash of order and chaos.

It was too clear, yet too heavy. How many blood-soaked piles of sand, how many corpses rotting amidst the green grass!

The Jing Mu Allied Forces have been here for several thousand years.

Before the kingdoms of Jing and Mu even existed, human armies had been stationed here for tens of thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands of years.

Tracing back to ancient times, the war between humans and demons had already begun in the prehistoric era. And with the end of the demonic tide, the prehistoric era came to an end.

Magic, has never been removed.

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Though the ancient emperors have long since passed, though countless lives were sacrificed by the human race for this cause, and though the time span of humanity's struggle spans eras—the demons remain at the very end of that "dried up" place.

Thirstingly gazing at the human world.

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For millennia, regardless of the friction between the two nations or the shifting tides of war, this lifeline remained untouched. Neither country dared to cross it.

The true downfall of the state of Yang, came with the last emperor's retreat from the coastal defenses.

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When a country loses its Mandate of Heaven, all under heaven will rise up against it.

When the boundless expanse of green grassland is cut by scattered, cold and hard fortresses, you have arrived in Jing Country.

At this juncture, stationed on the barren frontier of Jing State, overseeing the border troops, is none other than Yingyang Wei the Great General, the renowned Yan Wen of Zhongshan.

He was much more famous than Wanyan Xiongli, and even with strong armies like Yingyangwei, Utulu couldn't compare.

The six guards, seven legions, and thirteen armies of the State of Jing were a mixed bag in terms of strength. The strongest could rival Tianfu, Dou'e, and Ge Lu, while the weakest ranked at the bottom among the powerful armies of the world.

Ying Yang Wei is considered one of the top thirteen armies.

During the reign of King Chang樂 and later Emperor Jingcheng Tang Xiangyuan, he allied with five clans to assassinate the powerful minister He Chonghua and destroy the three branches of the He clan. Zhongshan was one of the five clans.

Compared to the five surnames, Zhongshan, Murong, Cao, Jiang, and Zhong, the others in the Thirteen Army are "rising stars".

Elder Jiang Ge arrived with the letter from Wanyan Xiongli. Zhongshan Yanwen personally walked out of his command tent, welcoming him with a central army guard of honor.

The army of the State of Jing was indeed formidable, with a strict and imposing presence. The Eagle Guard stood out as particularly elite. Banners fluttered in the wind, swords and spears filled the field, and soldiers lined up in formation, their military might filling the sky.

Zhan Wen from Zhongshan looked like a thin, wiry old man on the outside, but his movements revealed the spirit of a powerful dragon and tiger.

Though clad in plain garb and walking at a leisurely pace, he seemed to sweep across the heavens like billowing storm clouds.

This is not a simple mortal, it's an immortal who can always be transformed into a god. Even before the Celestial God Realm, there would have been top-tier immortals of this world who could be transformed.

He wore a kind smile, as if he had known Jiang Wang for many years.

"Come, Weishun—" he beckoned, "come and pay your respects to Master Jiang."

Thank you to the book friend Hong Huang Zhi Li Mi Man for becoming the chief patron of this book, namely Chi Xin Xun Tian's 707th alliance!

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