Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Huang Quan grabbed her water robe and, with a slight effort, flung her into Shao Hao's arms.

"Hao-zai, is this your taste? It's really unique!"

Shao Hao helped Zang Lanshan up and said with a smile, "A gentleman does not judge a person by their appearance or by their words. Besides, Miss Lanshan is very beautiful."

"Ok?"

Shao Hao praised her beauty, and Zang Lanshan immediately brought her incredibly ugly face close to Shao Hao's eyes, swaying it from side to side: "Am I really beautiful?"

The crowd could hardly bear to look at him: a handsome young man, as beautiful as jade, speaking and laughing gently to an ugly woman with no beauty.

"This coffin shop is haunted."

"Perhaps it's a bewitching technique."

"Let's go in and take a look."

The group stormed into the coffin shop, looked around, and confirmed that it was indeed a genuine coffin shop.

Upon entering the backyard, they indeed found an unusual coffin with a person inside, emitting faint breaths.

"Halt! Do not approach!"

Contrary to his previous flamboyant demeanor, Zang Lanshan stood coldly before the coffin, his killing intent emanating silently.

Shao Hao stood between them, reassuring Zang Lanshan: "We mean no harm and will not disturb your father. We wonder if your father's condition has changed during this time?"

Zang Lanshan's mood turned somber: "Nothing has changed; my father is still unconscious."

“This… next time, please ask your aunt to come here. She is an excellent doctor and may be able to treat your father.”

"There's also Tian Bugu; we can invite him to come along."

Liao Tian suddenly interjected, wanting to help his brother who cared so much about it.

Xianling winked at Shaohao: "If it's just a common ailment, the spiritual energy of the King Tree is the best thing to restore life. Brother, do you need my help?"

"Second Young Master, you mustn't!"

Ling Shuixian immediately interrupted Xianling, saying that the spiritual energy of the King Tree was extremely precious, and if it were revealed, Xianling would face the danger of being hunted down at any time.

Shao Hao naturally wouldn't put his younger brother in danger, so he rejected the plan: "Let's wait for Aunt and Senior Tian Bu Gu."

Seeing that this group of people really wanted to treat her father, Zang Lanshan was deeply moved. She changed her previous arrogance and solemnly said, "Our shop has good tea. Please follow me."

Soon, Zang Lanshan brought tea and started chatting with everyone.

"Is this the son of the Martial Lord? He is indeed an outstanding person, a man of exceptional talent and beauty."

Xianling asked, "Those who can catch Father's attention are all great figures and heroes. Who is Eldest Sister's father? He must have a very special story."

Zang Lanshan smiled: "My father was not only the most beloved monarch of Tianjiang, but also a great hero who stopped the King of the Forest Hell and the Twin Heavenly Demons from wreaking havoc on the Bitter Realm..."

The candlelight flickers, and a story from long ago slowly unfolds.

……

It wasn't until dawn broke and the sky outside the window turned white that Zang Lanshan finished telling this story, which was both stirring and tragic.

Liao Tian and Xian Ling were filled with indignation upon hearing this.

"Those two bugs deserve to die!"

"The King of Hell has invaded the Bitter Realm! Absolutely not!"

Shao Hao asked, "Your father is seriously injured and in a deep sleep. Where are Yama and Tian Di Meng now?"

The God of Shepherds was injured and fell into a deep slumber in the Bitter Realm. In the years since, while treating his father, Zang Nanshan has not forgotten to find out the whereabouts of his opponent. Yama has returned to the Black Sea Forest Prison, but Tian Di Miao still remains in the Bitter Realm.

“Back then, Tian Di Yu was on good terms with Bu Yuan Ting and Ou Ye Shen Qi. The Qian Kun Bu Fang Yan that my father gave them was forged into the Aurora Sword by Ou Ye Shen Qi. I suspect that after Tian Di Yu was injured, he hid in the Sword Debate Sea created by Bu Yuan Ting.”

"Swordplay Sea?"

All eyes turned to Huang Quan. Cui Luohan was the three-time winner of the Sword Appraisal Competition and a member of the Hall of Fame in the Sword Debate. She had a close relationship with Bu Yuanting.

Before Huang Quan could answer, Xian Ling added curiously, "Uncle, Aunt is so powerful, have you ever sparred with her?"

Huang Quan's face darkened.

Cui Luohan, who had just returned to Tiandu, sneezed and felt a surge of emotion welling up inside her.

Huan Zhengxiu, who was traveling with him, asked with concern, "How are you?"

"It's alright, I'll take you to see Lord Wu."

Above the main hall, a man with an imposing aura as majestic as a mountain and a pine tree as upright as a pine tree stood tall; he was none other than the Lord of Tiandu, the Martial Lord Luo Hou.

Although Huan Zhengxiu was the vice chairman of the Sword Debate, he was only an organizer and his swordsmanship was not outstanding, let alone that of a Martial Lord.

He then bowed respectfully and said, "Huan Zhengxiu greets Lord Wu. May I ask what brings Lord Wu to invite me here?"

Luo Hou waved his hand: "No need for formalities. I invited the Vice Chairman here because I have a favor to ask."

"I dare not ask for your help, but I am all ears."

"There are many sword users in Tiandu. I would like to co-organize a sword appraisal competition with Lunjianhai. Tiandu has no experience in this area and would like to make use of your resources."

"Adding swordsmen to the sword judging competition to make it a dual sword and saber judging competition is not too difficult. The difficulty lies in the judges, which requires the participation of senior elders in the saber world."

"Tiandu will be in charge of the judges."

Huan Zhengxiu gladly accepted the order. Tiandu would use the resources of the Sword Debate Sea to hold a sword evaluation meeting. The Sword Debate Sea was also using the resources of Tiandu to expand from the way of the sword to the way of the knife.

Take what you need.

"After I return, I will need to report to the Chairman before I can give a formal reply to Wu Jun."

"As it should be."

After seeing Huan Zhengxiu off, Cui Luohan was still puzzled and was about to ask when Luo Hou called out Ji Xiashang and gave the two instructions:

"I want you to take this opportunity to stay in the Sword Debate Sea and inquire about a place."

"Where?"

"The Wall of Immortality".

"The Wall of Immortality? I've attended three Sword Appraisal Conferences and never heard of such a place."

Two insects are sealed within the Immortal Wall, and only Chairman Bu Yuanting knows its secret. Only by infiltrating the Sword Debate Sea in a reasonable manner and gaining Bu Yuanting's trust can the Three Suns in the Sky be broken ahead of schedule.

The sword-tasting competition is held every few years, and there's still some time before the next one, so we should be able to find out Bu Yuanting's background.

Ji Xiashang received his orders and went to a tea stall. He sat down, just about to celebrate escaping his near-death experience, when he suddenly overheard a discussion at the next table:

"Great news! That wicked Blood Puppet Master is finally dead!"

"Is that the Blood Puppet Master who turned from a human into an insect, and then from an insect into a zombie?"

"Yes, lightning struck from the sky and burned them to death instantly, leaving no trace of their bodies."

"Good riddance! Wonderful death! A truly splendid death!"

Ji Xiashang silently poured a cup of tea and spilled it on the ground.

Junior sister and Qing Haichao can come back.

Chapter 201: The Four Gates of Death - Is it even possible to use them to woo a girl?

The silent island of Piao Xue, thousands of miles from the Central Plains in the East China Sea, has been broken by someone today.

The island was overgrown with weeds and filled with the aura of death. The remains of the dead were scattered all over the island, just as they had been when the island was left.

With inexplicable thoughts in mind, Bu Wu Donghuang once again set foot on the overgrown weeds and desolate tomb.

Suddenly, the faint, familiar sound of a flute reached my ears.

"murderous look!"

As the mournful sound of the flute filled the air, eerie mist enveloped the surroundings, and a silent killing intent chilled the heart.

"You're too late, Bu Wu Donghuang."

What appeared before them was a strangely dressed girl. In front of her was a table with three wine glasses on it.

The aroma wafting from the wine glass was very familiar to Bu Wu Donghuang.

"It's you, Qi Yuehan, and the end of the song!"

"The time has come to repay Lady Jin's kindness; you will not be alone on your journey to the underworld."

"Little one, are you so special to all your mother's old friends?"

Qi Yuehan sneered, "I traveled thousands of miles from the Western Regions to the East Sea just to see how astonishing the place where my mother died was. I never expected that her old friend would return one day."

Bu Wu Donghuang was unsure of the girl's thoughts, but he couldn't bear to keep her company any longer: "I have other important matters to attend to, so I will not keep you company any longer."

"Halt! Today is the day Mother drank the 'Three-Six Mandate Wine,' and you must drink the same cup."

“I don’t know how much you know about the Death Forbidden Technique, but I can tell you that the real enemy you’re looking for who killed your mother is Gu Duming, the Lone Lamp of the Dead Sea. It was he who laid out eighteen cups of poisoned wine back then.”

Qi Yuehan was stunned; she finally knew the whereabouts of her enemy.

"He's guilty, and so are you. Drink up!"

Looking at the wine cups on the table, Bu Wu Donghuang noticed that only the South had no wine, and couldn't help but laugh, "It seems someone has already drunk it."

"Hmph, I'm sure you, Donghuang, know perfectly well who drank it."

"What does drinking this glass of wine represent?"

"This represents my remembrance of my benefactor and my mother."

"If you want to reflect, I have my own style. This insignificant poison is just your superficial venting. Our relationship with Ouyang Jin doesn't need your verification. That's all I have to say."

Bu Wu Donghuang picked up the cup of wine from the East, poured it on the ground, and left with his hands behind his back.

Qi Yuehan stared at his retreating figure, muttering to herself, "Bu Wu Donghuang, we will meet again. As for Gu Duming, begin the countdown to your life."

On a barren hill not far away, Hen Qiangu quietly watched all of this.

Bu Wu Donghuang walked up to him and asked, "How is it?"

“There was no trace of anyone on the island except her.”

"痕千古" refers to "欹月寒".