Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Luo Hou slowly walked to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"It's been a hard journey."

"Humph!"

"It's been a long time since we chatted together."

"There are plenty of people in Tiandu now, why should Huangquan accompany us?"

Do you know why I asked you this question?

"I don't know."

"Those who plan well go far, and those who do practical work succeed."

Huang Quan turned his head in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"Planning is about strategic planning; one must strategize before taking any action. Doing is about implementation; one must be hands-on in everything to succeed."

“It’s too complicated.”

"If I were to entrust the entire world to you in the future, would you still find it complicated?"

Huang Quan's expression immediately changed: "What exactly do you mean?"

"Don't be nervous~ I just wanted to get your attention."

"boring!"

Even so, Huang Quan's anger dissipated.

The snow fell slowly and steadily.

The two looked at the floating ice and snow in the West Sea and chatted idly.

Rahu heard about his experiences on his journey to the underworld, and also told him about the burning house and the Buddhist prison.

The next day.

The second time the emperor ascended the throne in Tiandu.

Besides Huang Quan and Cui Luo Han, this time, Wu Jun also personally selected Tian Dao Xiao Jian Dun and Ya Hun to go with him.

The opportunity to go abroad with the boss was truly rare, and those who weren't named were extremely envious.

Ya Shao's wisdom and martial prowess are both top-notch, and he is also from the Upper Heaven Realm. His reasons for following Wu Jun are very valid, but what makes Ya Hun stand out?

Could it really be because of the crow on his shoulder?

Xiao Ri Biao, being straightforward, asked directly, "Martial Lord, why didn't you take Huanhuan and me with you?"

He had boasted countless times to Xiao Feitian about how beautiful the Upper Heaven Realm was and how cool he was as one of the Five Dragons of the Heavenly Court. Xiao Feitian had also expressed his desire to travel to the Upper Heaven Realm many times.

Besides Xiao Ri Biao, the other person is Nan Feng Bu Jing. He was excited all night yesterday when he heard that half of the fish fry were going to be sent to Killing Island.

"Lord Wu, I wish to visit Xiangling!"

Luo Hou looked at everyone in silence.

Seeing this, everyone lowered their heads guiltily.

"The war is raging, and the future is uncertain. Do you think you're going there to play around?"

Little Flying Heaven grabbed Xiao Ri Biao and said obediently, "Martial Lord, let's go together once the situation in the Four Realms has stabilized."

Luo Hou nodded: "As long as the five-colored passage remains open, everyone will have the opportunity to go there."

Next is the arrangement for Tian Du to remain behind.

"I will reinforce the barrier again. No one shall leave Tiandu until I return."

"Follow the order."

Upon returning to the Land of the Dead, Cui Luohan, representing Wanyi Merchant Castle, reported to Shao Hao on the transaction of white ore and black crystals.

Shao Hao was quite satisfied with the results she and Huang Quan had achieved.

After the meeting, everyone went straight to the Endless Sea and began releasing fish fry into the seawater.

At this moment, the Endless Sea had already been marked out with magic, creating a clean area.

The tense moment has arrived.

Cui Luohan carefully took a fish fry out of the glass fish tank and put it into the seawater.

The fish fry were less than three inches long and looked strange. As soon as they touched the seawater, they swam away, wagging their long tails.

"Alive!"

"He's not dead!"

Huang Quan and Yama's Lock spoke at the same time.

The first step went smoothly.

Cui Luohan took out another bag of fish food and handed it to Yan Wangsuo: "Feed it once a day, one grain per fish."

"So troublesome?"

Cui Luohan scooped out fifty fish fry and released them into the sea.

"Remember, fifty pills, feed them fifty pills every day."

Huang Quan replied, "If anything goes wrong, Yama will lock you up and make you a fish."

Yama Lock shuddered.

Luo Hou followed Shao Hao to the Divine Sleeping Chamber and quietly listened to the moonlight as he played a tune.

Although he really wanted to sit down at the piano and perform for his son, he ultimately refrained from doing so.

He took out a copy of the Book of Life from his pocket.

"Hao'er, study this martial art well. If you can integrate it with the divine power in your body, it will greatly benefit you."

"To merge with the power of the gods?"

"If you learn this martial art, the tragedy of the Nine-Winged Demoness will never happen again, and you might even be able to create life like the Celestial One."

Shao Hao's eyes lit up: "Hao'er will study hard!"

"I am going to the Four Realms."

"Hao'er wants to go with his godfather."

Luo Hou reached out to stroke Shao Hao's head, only to discover that his son's height had reached his nose.

She was truly a beautiful and healthy, noble and elegant goddess.

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Chapter 116 The Island's Disease: Incurable

In the royal palace, King Jiwu had been waiting for a long time; he was waiting for Elder Tuxi of the Royal Tree Palace.

Shi Daoguang could no longer sit still. He proposed again, "Your Majesty, this is a military meeting. Why should the elders of the Wang Shudian Temple participate?"

King Jiwu wore a blue royal robe, the deep color making his expression even more stern.

"Today's meeting is not a military operation, but a desperate struggle for survival against the destruction of the island. We need Wang Shu's guidance."

Shi Dao Guangzhu had no choice. He was the Grand Chancellor of the Broken Island and held the highest military command authority. Today's topic was how to fight the war against the Dead Kingdom. He should have been the one to report the plan, and King Ji Wu could have made the decision.

Unexpectedly, King Jiwu not only invited Shelun Taigong, but also insisted that Elder Tuxi attend the meeting.

He looked at Genkaku Akagi sitting opposite him. Genkaku Akagi was sitting steadily with the help of Genbeki Akagi, who was also a companion to him. His face was expressionless.

This profound and unassuming composure aroused both disgust and resentment in Shijima Hiroshi.

The two were political enemies. Xuanjue was of noble birth and had eight generations of merit. His prestige in the court was not only far higher than his own, but even King Jiwu had to be mindful of his wishes.

However, he was a trusted confidant promoted by King Jiwu. Back then, he was just a junior general who fought bravely in the Battle of Brahmaev and won the king's favor.

Over the past century, he has risen through the ranks and is now the Grand Chancellor of the Imperial Censorate, on par with Xuanjue.

Thinking of this, Hiroshima Shigeaki felt somewhat smug.

Looking at Xuanjue's composure in the face of adversity, it is nothing more than the dullness of a blind person.

Lost in thought, Elder Tuxi entered the main hall, dressed in a snow-white sacrificial robe, with snow-white hair and beard, looking like an ancient monster.

Elder Tuxi is the Grand Elder of the Wangshu Hall. In addition to him, there are the Left Elder and the Right Elder. The three elders are responsible for interpreting the Wangshu's decrees.

According to the decree of the King, the council of elders has the right to enthrone a monarch or depose one.

In addition, they had responsibilities such as participating in important national decision-making, educating the people, and holding sacrificial rites.

On Shattered Island, the words of the elders are law.

King Jiwu stood up and bowed, and Shidao Guangzhu had no choice but to stand up as well, cursing the old bastard in his heart.

"Your Majesty, what urgent matter brings you here, so insistent on summoning me?"

Elder Tusi was not happy.

"Elder, the army of the Dead Kingdom attacked the Slaughter Island. I am no match for Asura, the God of War of the Dead Kingdom. I fear that I will be powerless to fight again next time."

"Nonsense! You are the savior of the Shattered Isle of Slaughter, how can you admit defeat!"

Shi Dao Guangzhu was secretly surprised. Ji Wu Wang was strong and competitive and had never said anything about admitting defeat. How could he be so defiant today?

“Defeat is defeat. I am merely a king, not a god.”

King Jiwu lifted his royal robe and looked calmly at Elder Tuxi.

"you!"

"King Jiwu will fight to the death. But after I die, who will be the king of Shattered Island? I have invited the Grand Elder and the Grand Palace here today as my last words before going to war. You can discuss the selection of the next king."

"what!"

Shijima Hiroki exclaimed in surprise.

Tu Xi panicked. If King Ji Wu died in battle, who would be able to fight on Broken Island?

He softened his tone: "The royal tree is flourishing, showing no signs of decay, nor is it pregnant with a new royal offspring. This foretells that the broken island will not perish, and the king will not die in battle."