Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Not long after the founding of the kingdom, Mahatma handed over power to the high priest Suda, thus unifying theocracy within the country.

Xiao Liuguang knew this story, and after that, Henwufeng disappeared.

"After Dafeng left, Suda governed the country quite well, so why did internal strife break out again?"

Saint King's tone turned sorrowful: "We have not only lost the Holy Hero, Suda, and the Holy Infant, but also lost the true power of miracles."

"Ok?"

“Suda is our high priestess. Her piety towards the gods pleased them, and they bestowed divine power upon her. However, evil people coveted this divine power, which not only severely injured Suda but also took away the holy infant.”

"And who is the Holy Infant?"

"Her name is Liusu Wanqing, the holy infant of the Moon Clan in the Kingdom of Revelation, and the successor to Suda."

Why was someone trying to steal her?

"The specific reason is unknown. Before her death, Suda said that she had transferred the power of the miracle to the Holy Infant, so that the people of the Kingdom of Revelation could find it back."

Seeing that the Holy Monarch was becoming increasingly somber, the Raven Soul comforted him, saying, "If your divine power is still in the Central Plains, I will definitely ask the Martial Monarch to help you find it."

"Who is Wu Jun?"

"It is Rahu, the Lord of Tiandu. There are many stories about him. Would you like to hear them?"

"The night flight is long, so of course we should listen to stories."

"In ancient times, a demon god named Xie Tian Yu Wu descended upon the Western Martial World of the Bitter Realm..."

Three days later, the merchant ship docked at a simple port.

"This is the only passage to the outside world for the Butterfly Kingdom. You can ask around after you get ashore. The Butterfly Kingdom is not large, with a total population of several thousand."

"Thank you, Captain."

"You're too kind. We still have five more days of sailing before we reach the real trading nation. We'll meet again someday."

"please."

The group boarded the ship, but it was deserted and there wasn't a single person in sight.

After walking several miles along the coastline, a super luxurious castle appeared before everyone's eyes, with a huge golden butterfly statue standing on the top of the castle tower.

"The butterfly and the gold, that's him."

Upon entering the castle, a dozen servants surrounded them and led them to the rooftop garden.

Finally, I met this legendary number one swordsman and assassin of the Northern Region.

Butterfly-kun's smooth silver hair trailed on the ground, casually held in place by a butterfly hair clip. He wore a light red shirt, his bare feet crossed, and he lay on a hanging chair in the rooftop garden, basking in the sun.

He did not change his posture when he saw that someone from the Central Plains had come to visit.

"I have been retired for a long time and no longer accept missions."

Raven Soul presented an invitation to the Sword Appraisal Conference: "This is not a mission, but a sword appraisal conference to be held in the Central Plains. We invite the strongest swordsman of the era to participate. Butterfly Lord has been appointed by our lord as one of the three judges."

"Oh, who is your owner?"

"Lord Luo Hou, I've heard the details..."

After hearing the legend of Luo Hou and the origins of the Sword Review Association, Butterfly remained unmoved:

"Bad guys have their own charisma, rules have their own finesse, killers have their own perspective, and those who retire have their own attitude."

Xiao Liuguang was displeased: "They've traveled a long way to get here, and you're not even giving them the slightest bit of face? That's going too far!"

"You'd better leave now, otherwise when Ah Yue comes back, she'll throw you all into the sea."

"Butterfly Lord, in your heart, is Gongsun Yue such a person?"

Following the sound, a striking woman in red led a six- or seven-year-old girl up. They were none other than Butterfly Lord's wife, Gongsun Yue, and daughter, Hu Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue's face closely resembled Gongsun Yue's, and her bright, watery eyes stared at Yahun and the others with a curious expression.

Butterfly hurriedly sat up: "Ah Yue, what I mean is that they shouldn't have come to disturb our peaceful life. We were just about to ask them to get lost."

"Ha! I think we should accept the Sword Evaluation Committee's mission."

“But you said I was not allowed to step out of the Butterfly Kingdom again.”

Xiaoyue chuckled and pulled Butterfly Lord along, saying, "Dad, actually, Xiaoyue wants to go to the Central Plains to play. Xiaoyue was born in Butterfly Kingdom and has never seen the outside world. As the saying goes, 'Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles.' Dad and Mom have been to so many places, and Xiaoyue wants to be like them."

"So it was Xiaoyue who wanted to go."

Seeing that Xiaoyue was the one in charge of the family, Yahun laughed and said, "There are two young masters in Tiandu who are about the same age as Miss Xiaoyue, as well as a thousand-year-old fox fairy and a rabbit spirit who will never grow up. I believe Miss Xiaoyue will have a lot of fun."

"A fox spirit? A rabbit demon?"

Xiaoyue's eyes lit up even more: "Dad, Xiaoyue wants to see the fox spirit and the rabbit demon!"

Butterfly Lord shrugged: "Then I have no choice but to accept it reluctantly, but Butterfly Lord's appearance is very expensive."

"We sincerely invite Butterfly Lord, and naturally, we will pay according to Butterfly Lord's price."

"A hundred taels for a meeting, a thousand taels for a conversation, and ten thousand taels for judging a tiring job—remember, it's gold."

Ten thousand taels of gold!

Remembering Ji Xiashang's instructions, Ya Hun gritted his teeth and agreed.

That night, Butterfly Lord hosted a banquet in the Hanging Gardens, where, in addition to lavish and extravagant drinks, there was a group of scantily clad dancers.

The lead dancer was stunningly beautiful, with a graceful and alluring figure, and a captivating charm that would occasionally sway to their side, causing the Holy Monarch to secretly bleed from the nose.

"This person doesn't seem to be a native of the Butterfly Kingdom?"

Butterfly Lord introduced, "Colorless, one of the two most popular courtesans in Xiao Penglai back then, is also an admirer of mine."

The sage blurted out, "Butterfly Lord is truly blessed."

With Gongsun Yue absent and Butterfly Lord in a good mood, he drank heavily and was already quite drunk.

Upon hearing this, he blurted out, "No matter how beautiful a flower is, if you can only look at it but not touch it, you'll get tired of looking at it after decades."

"Ok?"

Butterfly began to ramble on in his drunken state: "Everyone says that I am a winner in life. I have never been defeated, I have a fortune, and I can retire peacefully with my wife and daughter. But actually, I am miserable inside."

Everyone was puzzled: "The world is dangerous. It's a blessing to be able to retire safely, let alone retire like you. This is what countless people dream of."

"That's because you haven't experienced it firsthand. Let's talk about how to retire first."

"Appreciate further details."

"Once you enter the martial world, there is no turning back. Most people in the martial world have grudges against each other. If you are not found by your enemies, the choice of a place to retreat is especially important. It must be either a desolate place or isolated from the world."

"rational."

"Besides the isolated environment, there's also a monotonous life..."

People in the martial arts world are used to a life of wielding a thousand swords and drinking ten thousand cups of wine, and a life of revelry in Luoyang. The initial tranquility of retirement may be bearable, but after three, five, ten, or twenty years, the monotonous and boring days will drive a person crazy.

Every day, upon waking up, one knows what the day will bring. Since innate beings do not need to eat, there are only two things left to do: meditate and practice swordsmanship.

Get up, meditate, practice swordsmanship.

Practice swordsmanship, meditate, sleep.

"When I first returned to the Butterfly Kingdom, I was excited for a while in order to subdue these people. But after these thousands of people became my servants, I lost my only pleasure."

Butterfly King was originally the prince of the Butterfly Kingdom. After wandering the martial arts world, he never returned. When he returned to the Butterfly Kingdom, not only had the old king died, but the inhabitants of the Butterfly Kingdom had also changed twice.

An unknown prince, wielding his sword, reclaimed the kingdom and its people, and built a magnificent castle facing the sea.

"After thirty years, I finally discovered a paradox."

"What paradox?"

"Now that you've retired, do you still need to practice swordsmanship? If you keep practicing, do you intend to return to the martial world?"

"then you?"

Butterfly touched his flat stomach: "Practice! I don't have an ounce of fat, but Ah Yue..."

"How is the lady?"

“Ah Yue has not practiced martial arts for ten years; her interest lies not in martial arts.”

Wan Gu Chang Kong rarely interrupted: "Now that Madam has a daughter, her focus has shifted to her daughter's education."

"wrong."

Butterfly King revealed a frantic expression: "Ah Yue's interest lies in how long I can refuse Lu Wuji, and Lu Wuji's interest lies in when I will accept her pursuit, so the third pain of retirement is women."

Saint King said disdainfully, "If you really considered it pain, you would have sent Se Wuji away long ago. Keeping her around is because you yourself enjoy the feeling of being chased, aren't you?"

"Maybe, otherwise this disc would be so boring."

"You own a country, a seaport, countless gold, two women and a daughter. If such a retirement is not enough, what in the world could satisfy you?"

That night, Butterfly thought for a long time, and before passing out drunk, he said something:

"Butterfly Lord, I still prefer the world of martial arts with its clash of swords and fluttering butterflies."

The next day.

When everyone awoke from their reverie, Gongsun Yue was already directing all the servants to load the ship and take away all the jewels and gold from the castle.

The remaining affairs of the Butterfly Kingdom were left to Se Wuji to manage.

"What do you mean, ma'am?"

"No one knows a husband better than his wife. The Butterfly King's departure from the Butterfly Kingdom means he won't be back for a while, so his possessions will naturally go with him."

Looking at the cargo hold full of gold, weighing down the huge merchant ship, Raven Soul's heart pounded. He finally understood the meaning of "no matter how much appearance fee Butterfly Lord wants, I will agree to it all".

"Madam, you have excellent insight! Last night, while drinking, I noticed that the candlesticks in the Hanging Gardens are all made of gold. Would you like to take them with you?"

Chapter 238 Mida: What is the significance of our return? (Thanks for the donation)

From the depths of the shimmering lake, the Ghostly Desolation Hell rushed over and planted four exquisite bones.

With a burst of maniacal laughter, the curse power on his bones exploded throughout his demonic veins, and Ye Xiao returned to his original form from his vengeful spirit state.

The energy from the Primordial Creation Sphere absorbed by the Linglong Bone was also absorbed by Ye Xiao.