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Chapter 345 In the Northern Sea there is a fish, its name is Kun!
The streets of the city of injustice were bustling with noise and chaos.

The aftershocks of Thor Fang Qingyu's devastating victory in the semi-finals, where he clashed head-on with the divine creation, have not yet subsided.

The frenzied atmosphere still burned and fermented in the air.

Crowds thronged, shoulder to shoulder, with countless eyes fixed on the towering highest point in the city center.

City Lord's Mansion.

This building stands like a pillar reaching for the sky, and its shape resembles a solitary tower.

The entire structure is made of a strange stone that shimmers with a cold, metallic luster.

It is even slightly taller than the Burj Khalifa in the old days of the Federation.

It is a symbol of power, and also an unattainable beacon in the hearts of countless people in this lawless land.

Every day, around the massive base of the city lord's mansion.

The flow of people surged like the tide.

Some people come purely out of admiration, gazing up at this magnificent creation that pierces the clouds.

Many others come with specific purposes: applying for residency, registering businesses, negotiating business licenses, and resolving territorial disputes.
In the City of Injustice, a chaotic yet infinitely possible new city.

This tower is the sole hub of order.

As long as you have enough strength and a deep enough background, you can obtain a document from within this tower, and wealth will flow in like an underground river.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei were caught up in the noisy crowd at that moment.

Fang Qingyu changed into an ordinary gray hooded combat uniform.

His hat brim was pulled down low, obscuring his striking, molten gold vertical pupils.

Jiang Wei was dressed in a simple white tracksuit.

Her long, bright red hair was casually tied back with a simple hair tie, with a few strands falling across her cheeks. Her cool and aloof face wasn't particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

The two concealed their presence and moved towards the city lord's mansion with the surging crowd.

All I could hear were people haggling in various accents.

Rude shouts and excited discussions.

"Did you see that? That last piece of bone Thor pulled out. My god, just looking at it feels like my soul is being sucked away!"

"Nonsense! Divine bones! In some ways, those things are more valuable than divine armor. There are definitely a lot of people eyeing them. Just wait and see!"

"Why does the City Lord's Mansion feel even more crowded today? It's so packed!"

"Of course, everyone wants to see if they can fish in troubled waters or find out some inside information."

Fang Qingyu ignored the noise around him.

Jiang Wei quietly followed half a step to his side, her clear red eyes occasionally sweeping around.

The two remained silent in tacit agreement as they walked through the bustling crowd.

Finally, they stepped onto the spacious base platform of the city lord's mansion, which was as large as a plaza.

The platform is paved with huge blue square stones, smooth as a mirror.

Directly in front of you is a gate that is over ten meters high, and it is currently wide open.

Inside the door was an extremely spacious and bright hall with a soaring dome, where soft light streamed in from an unknown source.

The hall is filled with dozens of service windows, with long queues and staff in uniform working busily.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei followed the flow of people into the hall.

I was just about to look for an information desk to ask how to pay my respects to the city lord.

However, just a few meters into the hall, a middle-aged man dressed in the city lord's mansion's standard black fitted outfit, exuding a calm and reserved aura, appeared.

As if he had already locked onto his target, he quickly approached from the side.

His gaze landed precisely on Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

His eyes held a deep, undisguised respect and nervousness.

He bowed slightly, his voice low, reaching their ears: "Mr. Fang, Lord Jiang. The city lord is waiting for you both upstairs. Please follow me."

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei exchanged a glance.

It seems the city lord knew they were coming.

Without saying anything more, Fang Qingyu nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble."

The middle-aged man bowed again and stepped aside to lead the way.

He led the two away from the crowds and headed straight to a relatively quiet corner at the far end of the hall.

There was a door that was completely black, with no markings on it, and as smooth as a mirror.

The middle-aged man took out a card from his pocket and swiped it lightly on a sensor area on the side of the door that was almost integrated with the door.

"drop--"

A soft and pleasant electronic sound rang out.

The door slid open silently to both sides.

The interior reveals a small elevator car that can only accommodate a few people.

"Please, both of you."

The middle-aged man stood outside the door, gesturing for someone to come in, but did not step inside himself.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei stepped into the elevator.

The door closed silently, shutting out all the noise from the outside world.

There were no buttons inside the car, only soft light shining down from the ceiling.

A slight feeling of weightlessness came over me, and the elevator began to rise vertically at an astonishing speed.

The elevator doors slid open again.

Outside the door was a wide and simple corridor.

The floor was covered with warm, lustrous jade, and the walls on both sides were made of some kind of white jade that emitted a faint fluorescence, stretching all the way to the horizon.

One side of the corridor features a huge floor-to-ceiling window that almost covers the entire wall.

Outside the window, a vast sea of ​​clouds and the magnificent view of the City of Injustice stretching towards the horizon like a miniature model.

The sunlight poured in without any obstruction.

The entire corridor was decorated in a magnificent golden hue.

Beside the elevator door, a figure was already waiting quietly.

It was none other than the city lord, Da Lei.

His gaze first fell on Jiang Wei.

A pure and profound respect instantly appeared on that young face.

He bowed slightly, his movements fluid and natural.

"Greetings, Lady Nuba."

Da Lei's voice was gentle, yet it echoed clearly in the empty corridor.

Jiang Wei looked at him with her clear red eyes, nodded slightly in response, and her small face did not show much expression.

Da Lei's gaze then turned to Fang Qingyu.

The gentleness and respect on his face faded like the tide, leaving only indifference.

He nodded slightly, his tone returning to its usual calm and even tone:

"coming."

"Ah."

Fang Qingyu responded calmly with a single word.

"Lady Nuba, please come with me."

Then Da Lei turned to Jiang Wei again, a gentle smile returning to his face, and gestured to invite her to join him.

Fang Qingyu followed silently beside Jiang Wei.

The three walked along this high-altitude corridor that seemed to be suspended in the clouds.

At the end of the corridor is a simple and elegant circular archway carved from a single piece of warm, lustrous jade.

Da Lei stopped in front of the door.

I gently pressed my palm against an inconspicuous dent in the door.

The jade door slid open silently, releasing a refreshing aroma of tea.

Inside the door was an elegantly furnished tea room.

The space wasn't very large, but it was exceptionally open and bright, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows offering views of drifting clouds and the sprawling city.

The interior furnishings are simple: a small table, several cushions, and a bronze incense burner with an antique design, from which wisps of smoke rise.

The most eye-catching feature is the multi-compartment display cabinet that occupies an entire wall.

Hundreds of tea sets of different shapes and materials are arranged in a staggered manner on the table.

Clearly, this city lord was a person who was extremely particular about the art of tea.

"Lady Nuba, please take a seat."

Da Lei led Jiang Wei to sit down on the main futon facing the floor-to-ceiling window.

He then walked to the main seat of the tea tray and began to warm the cups, add tea, and pour water with practiced and elegant movements.

The instant boiling water is poured into the purple clay teapot.

The rich aroma of tea instantly rose and filled the entire space.

Fang Qingyu sat down on the futon below Jiang Wei.

He watched Da Lei's fluid movements with a calm gaze.

Da Lei gently poured the first brew of tea into the tea pitcher.

He didn't look at Fang Qingyu.

His gaze remained gently fixed on Jiang Wei.

"Lady Nuba has come in person today. What are your instructions?"

Da Lei's voice was deep and respectful.

Those deep eyes were fixed on Jiang Wei.

It seemed that no matter what Jiang Wei asked him to do, even if it meant his death, he would carry it out without hesitation.

Jiang Wei blinked slightly in her clear red eyes, but did not answer immediately.

She subconsciously turned her gaze to Fang Qingyu beside her.

Fang Qingyu understood immediately. Meeting Da Lei's gentle gaze, which was only directed at Jiang Wei, he spoke calmly, his voice breaking the silence of the tea room:
"City Lord, do you possess any extremely special, rare materials for the core of a life-destroying ghost? Or perhaps the most precious parts of ancient beasts that only exist in ancient legends?" Fang Qingyu's voice was steady as he looked directly at Da Lei. "Something like the scales of a red python, similar to the Peng Snake."

Da Lei's hand holding the teapot paused slightly in mid-air.

The scalding hot tea flowed in a graceful arc, precisely pouring into the elegant jade teacup in front of Jiang Wei, filling it to seven-tenths full, no more, no less.

He didn't look at Fang Qingyu, but a very faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Did Old Man Hong tell you that?"

Fang Qingyu remained silent.

There is neither confession nor denial.

His gaze remained calm as he met Da Lei's profile.

In the face of such existence, any unnecessary pretense would seem foolish.

Silence itself is an answer.

Da Lei respectfully presented the jade cup filled with tea to Jiang Wei with both hands.

Then he picked up another dark-colored ceramic cup with a completely different style and sharp lines, and poured himself another cup.

He did not hand it to Fang Qingyu immediately.

He held the dark ceramic cup in his palm, his fingertips gently stroking the warm curves of the cup's surface.

He raised his eyes, and for the first time, those eyes, weathered by time, fell on Fang Qingyu's face with a hint of amusement.

"Even if you don't say it, I know it's him."

Da Lei chuckled softly.

He paused, then looked at Fang Qingyu with a meaningful expression.

"I do have it." Da Lei's voice was very certain, breaking the last bit of uncertainty in Fang Qingyu's heart.

Fang Qingyu's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

really!

However, Da Lei changed the subject, still not offering the teacup.

He leaned forward slightly, looking directly at Fang Qingyu through the rising steam of the tea:
"But why should I give it to you?"

Fang Qingyu's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Yes, why?
Da Lei doesn't owe him anything.

Even his previous appearance to drive away the members of the Heavenly Punishment Society was considered a favor to him.

Fortunately, Da Lei noticed that Fang Qingyu was deep in thought.

Instead of making things difficult for Fang Qingyu, a faint hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

The playful expression on his face vanished.

Finally, he gently placed the warm, dark-colored ceramic teacup in his hand onto the tea table in front of Fang Qingyu.

"Unless," Da Lei's voice remained calm, "you do something for me."

"what's up?"

Fang Qingyu snapped out of his thoughts and asked softly.

Da Lei did not answer immediately.

He picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, and turned his gaze to Jiang Wei, who was sitting quietly in the main seat.

His gaze instantly softened, like spring water melting solid ice.

"Lady Nuba," Da Lei's voice carried an almost pleading respect, "Could you please wait outside the tea room for a moment?"

Jiang Wei's clear red eyes flickered between Da Lei and Fang Qingyu.

She believed that Da Lei would not harm Fang Qingyu.

I also believe that Fang Qingyu can handle it well.

"it is good."

Jiang Wei responded with a clear, crisp voice. She stood up nimbly, her long, crimson hair tracing a graceful arc behind her, and walked lightly toward the jade archway, her figure disappearing outside.

The heavy jade door closed silently behind her.

We arrived at the Cloud Sea Corridor.

Jiang Wei gently braced her hands on the edge of the huge French window, slightly tiptoeing, her long, crimson hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall.

Clear red eyes looked down at the City of Injustice below, which resembled a miniature sand table.

The buildings stand side by side, the streets crisscross, and the flow of cars and people is like that of tiny ants.

They come together to form this chaotic yet vibrant steel jungle.

In the distance, the massive central arena resembles a lurking beast.

further away.

The outline of the limestone area was faintly visible in the smoke and dust.

The noise was shut out high above.

Only the faint sound of the wind moving through the clouds remained.

She looked at the city that had accepted her and Fang Qingyu, and at the creatures struggling for survival, for desire, and for power.

A strange feeling quietly grew in her heart.

Strange yet warm.

"Actually," Jiang Wei's lips parted slightly, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper, audible only to herself, "this kind of life doesn't seem so bad."

The corners of her mouth curved upwards in an almost imperceptible arc.

The city's prosperity was reflected in those clear red eyes.

It also reflected a radiance never before seen, a brilliance called longing.

I do not know how long it has been.

The jade archway behind them slid silently inward.

Jiang Wei immediately suppressed her emotions, regained her cool demeanor, and quickly turned around.

Fang Qingyu stepped forward first, his expression calm and revealing little emotion.

Da Lei followed closely behind, his face still bearing that gentle and respectful expression.

"Lady Nuba, we've finished our talk."

Da Lei bowed slightly and spoke to Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei's gaze immediately fell on Fang Qingyu's face, trying to read the outcome of the negotiation from his expression.

Seeing his calm and unwavering gaze, devoid of both joy and dejection, Jiang Wei's heart sank slightly, instinctively assuming that Da Lei had rejected Fang Qingyu's request.

Her delicate brows immediately furrowed.

Her red lips parted slightly, as if she was about to speak.

"Let's go," Fang Qingyu said before she could speak.

His voice was gentle, and he even had a slight smile on his face. "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Seeing Fang Qingyu's smile, the words Jiang Wei was about to utter instantly caught in her throat.

She blinked her clear eyes, swallowed back that little impulse, and simply hummed softly before obediently walking to Fang Qingyu's side.

Da Lei escorted the two of them to the elevator at the end of the corridor.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, Jiang Wei stopped, turned around, and gently waved goodbye to Da Lei.

The movements were natural.

Da Lei's face immediately lit up with a gentle smile of being flattered, and he waved back, saying, "Please take care, Lady Nuba."

The elevator doors closed silently, isolating the inside from the outside.

Soft light streamed into the elevator car.

A slight feeling of weightlessness came over me, and the elevator began to descend smoothly.

Almost the instant the door closed, Jiang Wei whirled around, tilted her head back, and stared intently at Fang Qingyu with her clear red eyes:
"How was the conversation?"

Fang Qingyu's smile deepened as he looked at her nervous little face.

He reached out and habitually ruffled Jiang Wei's soft red hair, the gesture natural and affectionate.

"It's done."

Fang Qingyu's voice carried a hint of relief.

"It's done?!" Jiang Wei's eyes lit up instantly, like two dazzling rubies being ignited, and the tension on her face was instantly replaced by joy.

"He gave it to you?"

Fang Qingyu smiled and nodded without saying anything.

He loosely clenched his right hand in front of his body.

The next second, a small piece of bone.

It lay quietly in my palm.

The bone was only about a foot long, and its entire body was a deep, dark black.

In this darkness, countless tiny, dazzling silver specks, like fragments of starlight, flowed slowly, flickering and rotating within and on the surface of the bone, as if they were alive.

They converge to form miniature galaxies.

Then it dispersed into patches of dazzling nebulae.

It's as if a miniature projection of the entire universe has been sealed within this tiny joint.

The starlight shifts and dances, like a dream.

Just looking at it is enough to make one's heart flutter.

"this!"

Jiang Wei held her breath instantly, her clear red eyes widening slightly.

She stared intently at the bone that shimmered with starlight, her small mouth slightly agape.

Then he moved closer, his small nose almost touching the bone.

Her gaze lingered intently on the flowing starlight, her delicate brows furrowing more and more tightly.

With the knowledge and experience she accumulated over many years.

For a moment, they were unable to fully identify the exact origin of the bone.

The aura was more ancient than anyone could imagine.

"What kind of creature's bones are these?!"

Jiang Wei suddenly raised her head, her ruby-like eyes filled with curiosity.

Fang Qingyu's smile deepened as he looked at Jiang Wei's shocked and curious expression.

He gently cradled the bone, its surface shimmering with starlight, his voice soft and gentle:

"In the Northern Sea there is a fish, its name is Kun."

Jiang Wei: "!!!"

Her eyes widened instantly.

Its tiny mouth can be fully opened, big enough to fit an egg.

That delicate and aloof face was now filled with shock and bewilderment, as if she had heard a fairy tale!
"Kunpeng?!" Jiang Wei's voice rose in shock. "This is impossible! Kunpeng was completely wiped out by the combined forces of the gods in my time. Its bloodline was severed, and its bones were nowhere to be found. How could he possibly have the divine bones of a Kunpeng?!"

Kunpeng, that is the primordial overlord who can rival the ancient gods.

Its extinction was one of the landmark events marking the end of the previous era.

How could its divine bones have survived to this day?!
Seeing Jiang Wei's worldview being severely impacted, and her almost dazed and cute appearance, Fang Qingyu couldn't help but smile and ruffle her hair again.

"He obtained this bone by chance," Fang Qingyu explained, "and has kept it until now."

Jiang Wei nodded thoughtfully.

Then, as if remembering something, she suddenly looked up, her face instantly tense, and she grabbed Fang Qingyu's arm nervously: "What conditions did you agree to?!"

She knew all too well the value of the Kunpeng Divine Bone.

That is a treasure so powerful that even the gods would go mad for it.

She could hardly imagine the price Da Lei would demand when he took this out.

Fang Qingyu let her hold his arm, lowered his head, and looked into Jiang Wei's clear red eyes filled with tension and worry, a doting smile on his face.

"It's nothing." Fang Qingyu's voice was soft, yet exceptionally clear, carrying a reassuring strength. "He just asked me to protect you."

I will protect you.

These four words are like a warm current flowing through my heart.

It instantly dispelled all the tension and unease in Jiang Wei's heart.

A faint blush instantly spread across her face.

She quickly released her grip on Fang Qingyu's arm, turned around somewhat flusteredly, her back to him, trying to hide her embarrassment, and said in as calm a voice as possible:
"Then he's really lost out this time. Whether he gives it to you or not, you still have a duty to protect me!"

As she spoke, she walked quickly toward the slowly opening elevator doors.

Her long, bright red hair swayed gently behind her.

There seemed to be a trace of blush still lingering behind her ears.

Fang Qingyu watched Jiang Wei's cute back view, which was tinged with a bit of temper.

I couldn't help but chuckle and shake my head.

They put away the section of Kunpeng divine bone that flowed with galaxies once again.

Then, he took a step forward and followed the figure with fiery red hair ahead at a leisurely pace.

Sunlight streamed down the streets, and the hustle and bustle of people returned to my ears.

Jiang Wei's figure appeared somewhat frail in the crowd.

Fang Qingyu's gaze followed her, as if following the only light in his life.

Protect her
Let's rewind to half an hour earlier, at the Qingyu Tea House.

Only Fang Qingyu and Da Lei remained in the tea room.

Da Lei put down his teacup, leaned back slightly against the comfortable cushion, and gazed at the rolling sea of ​​clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes becoming somewhat distant.

"The gods and the spirits of fate are about to descend in full force."

Da Lei's voice wasn't loud, but it exploded in Fang Qingyu's ears like thunder. "You should know now."

Fang Qingyu nodded slowly: "There are rumors circulating outside."

"You should have met the one in the Arctic by now."

Then Da Lei changed the subject.

Fang Qingyu nodded silently.

He certainly knew who Da Lei was referring to.

Moreover, not only had she met him, but Fang Qingyu had also killed Jiang Taixuan right under her nose.

Da Lei finally turned his gaze away from the window and sat up straight.

Those eyes, filled with the weight of countless years, looked directly at Fang Qingyu, and he spoke clearly, word by word:
"She is not your enemy."

Da Lei's tone was resolute, carrying an unquestionable certainty: "On the contrary. She has always been the most loyal protector of Lady Nuba."

"?"

Fang Qingyu frowned as he listened.

The existence of the Great Wall in the Arctic today is entirely due to the drought demon.

Before the federation was unified, countless people were slaughtered in the cities on the other side of the Arctic to create the climate we have today.
Could this kind of person be Jiang Wei's protector?
Da Lei seemed to have anticipated Fang Qingyu's reaction, and his face remained expressionless.

He calmly picked up the teapot and poured tea for himself and Fang Qingyu, his movements still unhurried.

"Surprised?" Da Lei put down the teapot, picked up his teacup, and calmly met Fang Qingyu's stormy eyes. "Those things in the Arctic, those massacres attributed to the drought demon, were not actually her doing."

"Lady Nuba doesn't need any cultivation resources, and neither does Hanba. What do you think is the point of Hanba killing so many people?"

These words immediately stunned Fang Qingyu.

That's right, Jiang Wei never needs cultivation resources.

As Jiang Wei's other side, the drought demon shouldn't be needed either.

Then it's pointless for her to kill so many people.

Fang Qingyu frowned.

But she immediately followed up with, "But she did indeed join the Fate Demon's camp."

Da Lei took a small sip of tea, then put down the teacup and let out a soft sigh.

“Joining the Fate Ghost is indeed a fact,” Da Lei admitted, but then his tone shifted, his voice lowering, “But do you know why she chose to join the Fate Ghost?”

Before Fang Qingyu could answer.

Da Lei then continued.

"Because...she just wanted to survive."

"Survived?"

Fang Qingyu found it utterly absurd. "Joining the human camp, does that mean she can't survive? With her power, would the Federation refuse her? Would they spare no effort to eliminate her? This doesn't make sense!"

Da Lei looked at the almost bursting doubt in Fang Qingyu's eyes.

There was no displeasure at being offended on his face, but rather a bitter smile filled with endless sighs and exhaustion.

"The power of reincarnation within Lady Nuba is running low," Da Lei said softly.

He paused, seemingly organizing the language that Fang Qingyu could best understand.

“In countless previous reincarnations, they, the drought demon and the female demon, mostly chose to join the human camp.” Da Lei’s gaze became distant.

“But Fang Qingyu,” Da Lei’s gaze refocused as he looked directly at Fang Qingyu, “tell me, are humans truly a race that knows how to be grateful and can genuinely accept and trust those who are not of our kind?”

Fang Qingyu opened his mouth, wanting to refute.

Countless historical images flashed through my mind in an instant.

So he fell silent.

Da Lei didn't wait for his reply and continued speaking to himself:
"If on the day all the gods descend, you find that the god you believe in is on the side of humanity, would you be happy?"

Fang Qingyu pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then frowned and said softly, "This should be a good thing?"

Lei's expressionless face suddenly broke into a smile as he looked directly at Fang Qingyu and asked:
"If he wants the power of reincarnation within Lady Nuba, will you give it to him?"

(End of this chapter)