From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 154 Want money rather than life

In Yaoguangzhou, the five great true gods entered Shangyang Cave Heaven together.

Only those who survive in the end have a chance to become immortal.

One year later.

True Lord Fu Long of the Rain Country was the first to fall.

"A great True Lord has passed away..."

Chen Xuan's face was calm as he sat in the tea shop, watching the great sorrow that the world felt because of the death of a True Lord.

"Whoosh!"

The white dragon soul mark on his wrist was slightly hot, allowing him to sense what was happening in advance.

Otherwise, he would have wanted to travel with Deputy General Xu, Shen Lingfeng and others, because it would be easy to encounter fighting events and quickly obtain spoils that would enhance his strength.

"rumble……"

Billions of purple lightning bolts appeared out of thin air, rolling in the sky restlessly. Then, endless black rain fell, covering the entire Yaoguang Province, dozens of ancient countries, and a vast land of millions of miles.

Visions abound.

"hold head high!"

Above the nine heavens, there seemed to be a huge black dragon head outline overlooking the nine heavens and ten earths, with prominent horns and a pair of ferocious black and gold vertical pupils, looking at all things in the world with pity.

It looks like the shadow of Master Fu Long.

"hold head high!"

This is the trace left by True Lord Fu Long in the mortal world. He is saddened by the departure of this great man.

"This funeral is grand."

Chen Xuan felt the mist rising between heaven and earth. The scene was extremely horrifying. The entire Yaoguang Province, covering millions of miles of land, was about to become a swamp, and billions of lives would be affected.

"Whoosh!"

In the wild mountains and ridges where Chen Xuan was, the heavy black rain gathered into thousands of streams, and soon, huge black lakes formed in the low-lying areas.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Chen Xuan looked up and saw a dragon-shaped purple-black rainbow light coming towards him at a high speed from the direction of the Rain Country in the sky.

A trace of the power of True Lord Fu Long.

"hold head high!"

The white dragon soul mark on his wrist suddenly glowed, and then a slender white dragon with delicate features and pink coral dragon horns crawled out from the dragon soul mark.

She coiled up along Chen Xuan's arm and wrapped around Chen Xuan, like a vine clinging to a tree.

"The ghost is still there..."

Chen Xuan frowned and stared at the little white dragon head with long eyelashes and narrow pink eyes that slowly rose in front of him.

"Wow!"

Chen Xuan's soul walked out and waved down a white soul light.

As a result, the attack passed through the white dragon's body without causing any damage.

Chen Xuan silently observed the changes in the dragon soul mark.

At that time, when Zi Fei Zhenren touched a jade bracelet, it was only a trace of the jade bracelet left in the world, and it was immediately promoted to a top-grade treasure.

Now that True Lord Fu Long has fallen, the traces he left in the mortal world have fully erupted. What changes will happen to the remaining thoughts of Long Ziyue, the descendant of True Lord's most outstanding bloodline?
This is a carnival feast for the Rain Country Dragons!
"Could this dragon soul mark transform into a treasure?"

Chen Xuanxin said, at the same time, he was extremely vigilant to deal with possible accidents.

"boom!"

Soon, a dragon-shaped purple-black rainbow light came from the distant sky and hit the dragon soul mark on Chen Xuan's wrist like a meteor.

On the rainbow avenue formed by thunder and black water, a dragon-headed figure stood with his hands behind his back. His face was blurry and unclear, except for a pair of black and gold vertical pupils, which shone brightly, revealing an aura that looked down on the world.

"..."

Chen Xuan's expression suddenly froze and his whole body stiffened.

The shadow of Master Fu Long suddenly looked towards Chen Xuan, with a half-smile on his blurry face.

Followed by.

Chen Xuan heard it.

The voice of Master Fu Long.

"Poor little fellow..."

A cold and majestic voice came with thunder and landed straight in Chen Xuan's heart.

It’s different from the feelings Zi Fei had before she passed away.

These were the last words that Master Fu Long spoke to Chen Xuan alone.

"You saw Him, and He saw you... I'm so unwilling to accept this. Emperor Jiang and the mountain ghost misled me, causing me to miss the path to immortality that belonged to the dragon python above me. I regret meeting you too late..."

Chen Xuan felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, staring closely at the trace left by True Lord Fu Long.

"Wow!"

Master Fu Long looked at Chen Xuan with regret, as if he regretted entering Shangyang Cave Heaven, and also seemed to regret not discovering Chen Xuan, the "man of destiny", in advance.

Immediately, he laughed loudly and crashed into the dragon soul mark on Chen Xuan's wrist.

All traces disappeared.

"You're crazy, you came here just to scare me? You're not a good dragon!"

Seeing this, Chen Xuan's mouth twitched. After the death of True Lord Fu Long, he was still thinking about him and saying all kinds of nonsense, which was disturbing.

He could probably guess what Master Fu Long meant.

The Zhulong Sun above your head!
Tianyan Dao Fanxianzhi once said that Chen Xuanxing might have been targeted by the remaining eye of the ancient mountain god [Zhulong].

after all.

Chen Xuan only glanced at Emperor Jiang at the time and was immediately traced back to the source. However, Chen Xuan had been looking at the Candle Dragon Eye above his head, which was bound by millions of chains, for more than four years!

The ancient mountain god is an existence as famous as the ancient immortals and sages!

"One day, sooner or later, you will see the true face of the sun!"

Chen Xuan thought to himself, but in fact, he had never used the true power of Xinzhai against the sun above his head... At the end of those bronze chains across the sky were huge hands stretched out by beings hidden in the clouds.

"Chila!"

The little white dragon approached Chen Xuan, and with the tip of its slender tongue, it greedily licked Chen Xuan's eyes, leaving a wet touch.

"No dragon of the Rain Country is good."

Chen Xuan scolded and waved his hand to drive away the little white dragon, but he still slapped a ball of air.

The little white dragon licked it carefully, as if he had eaten something.

Immediately, he swam back into the dragon soul mark.

Chen Xuan lowered his head and stared at his wrist. He saw that the dragon soul mark, which was the size of a copper coin, was now as black as ink. It seemed as if a slender white figure was eating the black mist in big mouthfuls.

Originally, this mark of the dragon soul was about to disappear after a year.

But now it looks like it will continue to exist for a very long time.

"Back then, I was trapped in the east of Chu. Otherwise, I would have reunited your dragon family and let you eat to death!"

Chen Xuan muttered to himself a little angrily.

He looked at the residual power of Master Fu Long in the Dragon Soul Mark on his wrist. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he muttered to himself:
"Why should you be the only one to eat it? If you, Long Ziyue, can eat it, I can't? We can eat it just as well!"

He mastered the "Purple Sky Dragon Transformation Technique", which made him look more like a real dragon than a dragon demon!

He also has the opportunity to refine the remaining power of Master Fu Long.

"hold head high!"

A loud dragon roar echoed through the sky from the desolate mountains.

Chen Xuan activated his secret technique, and suddenly, a black dragon over a thousand meters long appeared. The dragon head looked around and then plunged into the black flood that erupted in the mountains.

"Click."

Chen Xuan hid in the flood and immediately picked up the black dragon claw and started to chew it frantically, trying every possible way to snatch all the power he could from the mouth of Long Ziyue in the dragon soul mark.

The wind and rain are like darkness.

The black rain triggered by the death of True Lord Fu Long will last for an unknown number of days.

……

……

A raging fire was rising in a Chu State camp.

A bitterly argued war meeting ended.

Jiang Qinghuang was wearing a fiery red palace dress, with her phoenix hairpin swaying gently. She held up an oil-paper umbrella, walked out of the tent, and looked at the black rain all over the sky.

"Many people will die in this heavy rain." She sighed.

A young man with a delicate face and a slightly fragile body then walked into the tent, with a black ring on his finger, gleaming faintly.

【Emperor Yan Ming】

Xiao Hou. Over the past year, Xiao Hou has thrived in the Demon Suppression Division. With his own strength and the exquisite alchemy skills taught by his master in the ring, he was promoted by the Jiang family to the rank of Demon Suppression General.

This is the highest honor that only the powerful ones can obtain.

"Ninth Princess, is this the result?" Xiao Huo asked in a deep voice.

"The Fourth Prince is a powerful man, the commander-in-chief of the western battlefield. He has the final say, and this is the only way." Jiang Qinghuang nodded slowly. She was a Taoist priest, and was only the deputy commander in charge of several cities including Luoyue City.

"Without reinforcements, our army alone cannot take back Luoyue City, which is occupied by the four Dinglu Realm masters of Zhi Country." Xiao Huo said.

"My father has begun killing people from the thousand-year-old aristocratic families in the royal city, but the army of aristocratic monks who were forcibly recruited will be sent to the eastern battlefield first... Once the heavy rain stops, the dragons of the Rain Country will suddenly increase in strength. They are going crazy."

Jiang Qinghuang said this and pursed her lips.

The death of Master Fu Long at this very moment made the already struggling Chu State even worse off.

At this moment, Jiang Qinghuang inexplicably thought of the man known as the "Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness" by the outside world.

If he really has a status like the "Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness" in the Southern Wilderness, what if he can command the Southern Wilderness and form an alliance with the State of Chu?

"Let the wolf in, Nanhuang also wants to divide the Chu Kingdom."

Jiang Qinghuang shook her head and whispered, "The great Southern Wilderness ghost hates humans and is unruly and unruly. He cannot be controlled by a mere reputation... Besides, there's no news of whether he's dead or alive."

She knew that last year an ancient Taoist temple had forcefully descended upon the Southern Wilderness and directly abducted Chen Xuan.

But many more things are unknown, because although the Butian Dojo invaded the Southern Wilderness on a large scale, the only people they really confronted were a few people like Shanjun, and no further information was leaked... People on the outside can only guess based on clues.

Soon after.

Jiang Qinghuang, leading Xiao Hu and several other demon-suppressing generals, left the camp and returned to the battlefield on the Luoyue City front line.

"You can't defeat me head-on, so why not use me as bait? Take the risk..."

Such a determined female voice echoed in the wind and rain.

Luoyue City must be taken back.

……

……

Nine days later.

The funeral of Zhenjun is over.

The black rain that covered the sky and the earth stopped, and the purple thunder retreated from the dome of the sky. Then, a blazing golden sun shone on the wet earth again.

"laugh!"

Chen Xuan looked solemn, rubbing his wrist which had changed suddenly, standing in the desolate forest, gazing at the magnificent city ten miles away.

"The Zhi Kingdom is going to settle down completely in Luoyue City."

The black city wall is dozens of meters high. The heavy rain for several days has not washed away the bloodstains on the wall. The traces emit bright black and red colors under the dazzling sunlight.

"rumble……"

At the collapsed part of the city wall, Zhiguo Mude Taoist monk was repairing the wall. Countless vines as thick as bowls were rolling up the boulders like dragons and pythons.

"Whoosh!"

There were also large trees rising from the ground, lifting some blue-clothed monsters from Zhiguo into the air. They held special talisman pens in their hands, scratching their heads, and repairing the broken rune arrays on the city walls.

"Talismans and magic arrays are what Master Shui Deyu is good at."

Chen Xuan stared at the bustling scene in the distance. "Huh? There's a human, the Rain Master, helping the Zhiguo monsters repair the rune formation."

Among those figures, he saw some human monks.

At that time, the Jiang family's demon-suppressing department forcefully expelled most of the water-virtue cultivators in the country. Some of them harbored resentment and fled to the nearby Rain Country and Zhi Country.

In fact, the Jiang family not only expelled the Water Virtue, but also many Wood Virtue cultivators.

This was a helpless move, because the superiors restrained the inferiors. If the hostile Water Virtue and Wood Virtue Dinglu masters sneaked into Chu, they could easily raise an army of rebellious monks and cause great damage...

Not every cultivator is like Shen Lingfeng, a direct descendant of a powerful force, who has the means to deal with the situation... These necessary methods are not always useful.

After Shen Lingfeng joined the Demon Suppression Division, he was suspected by his colleagues all day long.

"Once the Zhi Kingdom monsters repair the city's protective magic circle that can resist the power of the cauldron, it will be very difficult for the Chu Kingdom to recapture this city."

Chen Xuan thought to himself.

Then he stared at the calm sky above Luoyue City for a moment.

Finally, a conclusion was drawn.

"In Luoyue City, there should only be one Dinglu master in charge at the moment... I don't know where the other three are hiding."

This is because once a powerful being in the Dinglu realm gets too close, it will definitely cause induction and trigger all kinds of strange phenomena.

If they are people with the same Qi, the resonance between heaven and earth stimulated by this will be countless times stronger.

At the beginning, the old turtle in the Southern Wilderness deliberately approached a dragon of the Rain Country who was refining water virtue and black qi. Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, the dragon was forced to reveal its true form, and the situation changed drastically.

Unless some special methods are used, two powerful cauldron masters with the same Qi cannot gather in the same place for a long time.

Chen Xuan pondered in his heart and did not rashly get too close to the city. He thought to himself:

"When will the Two Worlds Market reopen?"

He came to Luoyue City to try his luck and was now wandering around, trying to find some lone traveling merchants.

Soon after.

He found his target, a sneaky figure he had seen before: "There's a traveling merchant from Zhiguo leaving the city, it's him!"

……

……

At the foot of Luoyue City, a mushroom spirit merchant wearing a green robe chatted enthusiastically with a monster from Zhi Country stationed at the city gate and secretly stuffed something into its sleeve.

He successfully left the city.

"Yes, I'm out of town. Yes, I'll meet you right away to do the deal."

The mushroom spirit merchant used a communication talisman to communicate with a merchant he knew from the State of Chu, and said impatiently:

"What? You're afraid of danger. Why are you a traveling merchant? Fortune and wealth are sought through risk!"

"Come quickly, I have collected a large amount of Fire Virtue Spiritual Essence, in exchange for the Wood Virtue Spiritual Essence in your hand."

"Don't be afraid. Without us reselling the spiritual essence, their war would be in vain! You're not from the Chu State Demon Suppression Bureau!"

This mushroom spirit was the one who had done business with Chen Xuan at the Southern Wilderness Ghost Market.

A green light emanated from his hair, and mycelium flowed through it. He moved forward cautiously in the wilderness to meet his trading partner from the State of Chu.

We continued in this way and were more than twenty miles away from Luoyue City.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a hand rested on the mushroom spirit's shoulder, and a deliberately lowered voice sounded from behind him.

"Good mushroom, what big business are you doing recently?"

"!"

The mushroom spirit was so frightened that his face turned pale and he almost fainted. He slowly turned around and stared at Chen Xuan for a long while, then he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Miss Nanhuang Fox's benefactor... Alas, with the two countries at war, business is difficult. I haven't been open for several days."

Chen Xuan looked at the mushroom spirit and asked directly:
"Good mushroom, are you going to participate in the Two Worlds Fair?"

The mushroom spirit shook his head and said, "Only when the war in Luoyue City stops completely and reaches a stalemate will the Two Worlds Market open."

Today, the issue of the ownership of Luoyue City has not yet been truly settled. Even if the markets between the two worlds are opened, traveling merchants from all over the country dare not come.

Chen Xuan frowned upon hearing this and muttered, "It will probably take many days... If only one or two of the four great masters of the Zhi Kingdom were to die, the Chu Kingdom would immediately organize its forces to fight back."

The mushroom spirit rolled his eyes and suddenly laughed:

"If you want to participate, I'll be the first to call you when I get the message... All you need to do is buy a set of communication talismans from me."

As the mushroom spirit spoke, he immediately took out two low-level communication talismans and introduced them enthusiastically:

"Product of the orthodox Rain Master Dao, guaranteed unimpeded communication within a 300-mile radius."

"..."

Chen Xuan blinked when he saw this.

The mushroom spirit is good at doing business, and he has discovered business opportunities.

Chen Xuan asked curiously, "Why are you running to Chu now? To sell Zhiguo's military supplies?"

He followed the mushroom spirit for a long time, and guessed that the mushroom spirit was going to secretly go to Chu to do shameful business with the traveling merchants.

The mushroom spirit did not hide anything, and said with his head held high and chest puffed out, looking proud:
"A traveling merchant friend from Chu State said he recovered a large amount of Wood Virtue Spirit Essence from a cultivator from the Demon Suppression Division. I'm going to do business with him... Hey, that guy is a coward."

……

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In the distance, under the sky.

Deputy General Xu, Shen Lingfeng and others met and reunited with a group of monks from the Demon Suppression Division who came from afar to support them.

"Is it done?"

"Well, there's a traveling merchant from Chicago who's more interested in money than life... Hey, he came to us on his own initiative."

(End of this chapter)