Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

Cui Luohan asked worriedly, "Since it was Wu Jun who said it, why did you reveal it to the Prime Minister?"

"He knows I hate riddles, yet he still says them to me. Do you really think it's that important?"

After dinner, Huang Quan booked a luxury suite in the building, and the two went to bed early.

In the dead of night, all was silent.

Two dark figures darted out of the room, leaping to either side, one searching as they went.

The boat zither was large and conspicuous enough that Huang Quan quickly found it in the storeroom on the second floor and put it into his sleeve.

He wandered around again, but made no new discoveries.

Soon after, Cui Luohan returned, and the two went back to sleep.

Suddenly, a swarm of black butterflies flew towards Diyou Tower, quickly breaking through the window of the room where Huang Quan and his wife lived and attacking the two sleeping people.

Just as the butterfly was about to kill, a bright sword light suddenly appeared on the bed.

"Tai Can Nine Needles, drink!"

Unexpectedly, Cui Luohan's internal energy was suppressed, and although the sword was extraordinary, it could not defeat the Black Butterfly.

Cui Luohan was both shocked and furious, and raised her sword again: "Yuan Needle Six Changes!"

One sword splits into six, each piercing a butterfly's shadow.

"Master."

With a low, cold shout, a long-haired assassin instantly appeared in the room. He flipped his hands, and more black butterflies fluttered out, forming a dark, dreamlike array.

"Black Butterfly Formation - Dream Butterfly Bewitching Slaughter, Die!"

"When I'm not wielding a gun, I'm also a master of magic."

Huang Quan sat up abruptly, releasing a fire dragon from his fingertips, which burned the black butterflies and turned the entire room into a fiery prison.

Now that my physical abilities are suppressed, using magic is more suitable than using a spear.

Just as the Black Butterfly Dream was shattered, Cui Luohan suddenly felt dizzy and her body went limp as she collapsed into Huang Quan's arms.

Huang Quan helped his wife up and asked coldly, "Can the one in the darkness come out now?"

"Hehehe, you actually found out."

Suddenly, an even deeper dark atmosphere surged from within the black butterfly formation, enveloping a faint shadow.

As the shadow appeared, the assassin, like Cui Luohan, collapsed limply.

"You came here using this person's formation. Is it to test us, or do you have other intentions?"

“Your courage and foundation are what attracted me here.”

"Then I should thank you for thinking so highly of me. Just tell me your purpose."

The shadow is truly just a shadow.

At this moment, in an extremely dark hall of the palace, the Emperor's Judgement and Punishment, together with the shadow in the throne, are listening to the conversation between the shadow and the underworld.

“Your Majesty, Jin'ou Wuque is investigating that incident from back then. If we kill Yao Kunbi, the truth will be unknown to everyone.”

The person on the throne remained silent.

The shadow in the Diyoulou room said, "Back then, Ouyang Shuo was a merchant when he was framed by Yao Kunbi and his accomplices. I can hand these two over to you to take back to the Jin'ou Heavenly Dynasty."

"what do you want?"

"We want you to become an envoy between the Golden Kingdom and the Monster Market, to convey the Monster Market's sincerity in cooperation."

"how to cooperate?"

“I know that the Golden Ou Heavenly Dynasty has no army. The Demon Market is willing to exchange an army for a ship full of gold from the Golden Ou Heavenly Dynasty.”

The fox's tail is exposed.

Huang Quan sneered inwardly. Even without Qian Yuxie's prior warning, he found this transaction method absurd; it was practically an open invitation for the demon market army to move in.

However, his purpose in coming here was to be bound by the magic spell in Fengdu, so he didn't need to make decisions for Prince Heng.

Moreover, with his physical abilities suppressed, he and his wife would inevitably suffer losses in a real fight. It would be safer to use the highest form of the Scroll of Life.

Huang Quan's mind raced for a moment before he smiled and replied, "I am merely an envoy. Important matters of trade require reporting to King Heng. If I can see the sincerity of the Demon Market first, I will certainly speak well of your side to King Heng."

"I will return all the jewelry you purchased with Qing Si Jiu. Tomorrow at Blood Lips Wharf, Yao Kunbi will board the ship with you, carrying the Fengdu Death Ring."

"Great! Deal!"

The shadow departed.

In the dark hall of the palace, the Divine Judge dared not say anything more and silently awaited the Emperor's decree.

"This person's martial arts techniques are unrelated to the eight people from back then, and he does not know the details of the Four Sick Boat Qin."

"No wonder the Supreme Lord offered to trade four sick boat zithers."

The hoarse voice of the person on the throne, like the spitting of a venomous snake, made the dark hall even more eerie.

"Prepare your troops. Once they reach the Golden Kingdom, seize the gold mine immediately."

Chapter 312 I Return from the Deep Sea and Reclaim Everything

The next day.

Huang Quan and Cui Luohan rushed back to Bloodlip Wharf, where a middle-aged man was on board the Golden Taihang.

The man quickly took out the Fengdu Death Ring and presented it to Huang Quan: "I am Yao Kunbi, and I am willing to go back to the Golden Ou Heavenly Dynasty with you to tell the truth."

At this moment, the merchant from before also boarded the ship, introducing himself as Guo Menzhulang, the former executioner of the imperial prison.

Shaogancheng had seen the two men many times, but he didn't know what had happened.

"Mission accomplished, return to base."

The return journey was very peaceful. Yao Kunbi sat blankly in the cabin, showing no intention of escaping or committing suicide, while Guo Menzhulang was unusually talkative.

While crossing Ghost Tooth Island, I saw a small boat with a monk in red robes on it, rowing vigorously through the rapids towards the Monster Market.

Shaogancheng couldn't help but exclaim in amazement: "It's truly strange that one can reach the Demon City without using a navigation instrument."

Soon after returning to the Golden Kingdom, Huang Quan presented the people and goods to King Heng, and also conveyed the Demon Market's intention to exchange the army for Liujin.

Lan Dengzi immediately objected: "This is like inviting a wolf into the house."

Master Feng said, "There has always been the practice of mercenaries overseas. We can hire an army for a little money. Why not?"

"If the demon market develops disloyal intentions, how can the Celestial Empire resist?"

"If the Six Kings Alliance goes bankrupt, and the Bitter Realm settles scores with us now, or other forces invade the Celestial Dynasty, how can the Celestial Dynasty protect itself?"

The left and right advisors continued their endless arguments, and King Heng, frustrated, announced the adjournment of the court.

Huang Quan and the other returned to Tianzi No. 1. Liao Tian reported on the events of the past few days. The city was relatively stable, except that the mining of Liujin seemed to have increased.

Three days later, King Heng announced some startling news: the Golden Kingdom had formed an alliance with the Monster Market, exchanging five ships of gold for five thousand troops from the Monster Market.

All operations between the two countries were handled by Master Feng.

When the news reached the top rank, everyone was stunned.

Cui Luohan said worriedly, "It seems that a war between Jin'ou and the Demon Market is about to break out. Liaotian and Wuxia should return to Tiandu first."

Liao Tian refused to go back: "If we retreat when we encounter storms, how can we complete the task entrusted to us by our father? Regardless of whether there is a war in Jin'ou, I must guard the No. 1 Tianzi and build up the Tiandu branch."

"It's good that you have this ambition."

After discussing it, the four sent a companion with the Golden Taihang back to Wanyi Fortress to report that Tianzi No. 1 was still operating normally.

In addition, the four of them took turns climbing the corner tower at the back gate every day to keep an eye on the ships coming and going at the dock.

Feng Jiuye acted swiftly. As five ships carrying gold were escorted out of the harbor, ten days later, five thousand troops entered the Jin'ou Heavenly Dynasty aboard the ships.

The rumors of war were growing stronger.

Heaven.

Gui Fang Chi Ming, who had been imprisoned in the water dungeon for a long time, finally received his first visitor.

"Why you?"

"Are you asking why I am alive again?"

"I have clearly killed you."

"It's as if I watched you being offered up for execution with my own eyes."

Gui Fang Chi Ming turned around, revealing a face exactly like the person in front of him: "Make your move. My cultivation is locked, and I am already a cripple."

Looking at that familiar face, Mr. Qin Que felt an unexpected sense of calm. The resentment that had accumulated over hundreds of years suddenly vanished.

"Do you know why I survived? Because of a grudge. I will only truly die if I stop hating you."

"Ok?"

Mr. Qin Que's figure gradually became transparent. Chi Ming couldn't help but reach out to grab him, but his hands passed right through the body of the person in front of him.

"It's hard to admit that you're better than me, so back then, I preferred to believe that you did it on purpose, that you made me look bad in front of the New Moon King so you could take the opportunity to rise to power. Gui Fang Chi Ming, I owe you an apology."

"Bifeng Falcon, what are you saying? I will not allow you to disappear!"

"I'm sorry, I have nothing of value to offer you, Lord Wu, and I cannot redeem your freedom."

"The Falcon of the Wind!"

When you cease to harbor resentment, you will enter the cycle of reincarnation.

After a long while, someone entered the reception room and roused Chi Ming from his dazed state.

“Guifang Chiming, you have two ways to atone for your sins: either serve hard labor in Tiandu for sixty years, or return to the hometown of Hongmian Qiyuan and protect the people there.”

“I must go back, for my life belongs to the Lord of the Deep Sea.”

“I respect your choice, but you must also accept a drop of my hard work.”

Luo Hou flicked a drop of his heart's blood into Gui Fang Chi Ming's body. He had no interest in controlling anyone, but the Demon Market would soon be infected by the Sinful Thought Crystal Source. Once the Sinful Thought Crystal Source entered Chi Ming's body, Luo Hou would sense it.

He wanted to ensure that the Nine Heavens would not appear in the Bitter Realm.