Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

After the former king was killed by Luo Hou, the crystallization of his body turned into a fruit, which was the Yuan Fruit that collided with the Demon World Pagoda.

Although the fruit was destroyed, the shell remained.

The relics of the late king contain immense power, and the Fire House Buddhist Prison must retrieve these two pieces of fruit shell.

Not long after, the pleasure boat intercepted Ling Shuixian.

"Where does the sound of water come from in the woods?"

Knowing the visitor was hostile, Ling Shuixian drew her sword in preparation.

Han Yancui folded her silk umbrella and said politely, "Miss Ling, I've been looking for you for a long time."

"We've never met before, so why are you suddenly striking up a conversation with me?"

"This matter is too complicated to explain in a few words, why don't we board the ship and talk about it?"

"Hmph, no need."

As a seasoned veteran of the martial world, Ling Shuixian would not easily take risks, so she turned and left.

"Unfortunately, all I wanted was to retrieve the nutshell; you gave up your life."

Han Yancui opened her silk umbrella, and the originally black umbrella surface instantly turned bright red. Countless snow-white fluffs filled the sky, just like a heavy snowfall.

The catkins drifted and landed on the head and body of the narcissus, then burrowed into her seven orifices and grew rapidly inside her body.

After a piercing scream, the narcissus, covered in white fur, collapsed to the ground.

The umbrella, soaked with blood, calmed down and returned to its black color, only now it was thicker.

Han Yancui dragged Ling Shuixian onto the painted boat and headed towards the Public Pavilion.

I've heard that the Public Pavilion is the most mysterious place in the Bitter Realm. No matter who you're looking for, as long as you post a notice at the Public Pavilion, that person, whether they're far away or hiding deep in the mountains, will appear very quickly.

The painted boat arrived at the public pavilion. Han Yancui withdrew her magic, found a sturdy tree, and tied Ling Shuixian to the trunk.

Then go to the public pavilion to write a notice.

"Hmm? There are portraits of two people on this poster."

Han Yancui looked closely and saw that one of them was Fengxiu, whom she had just met, and the other was wearing golden armor with indistinct features.

Both of them prostrated themselves at the feet of the Buddha's twin bodies.

After reading the notice, Han Yancui realized that the other person was Luo Hou, who had shattered the Yuan Fruit.

She couldn't help but laugh and said, "The realm of suffering is truly interesting; it treats wise men as villains and heroes as traitors."

She glanced at Luo Hou a few more times, then shook her head: "This man is imposing and extraordinary, yet the painter has depicted him as a clown. The painting skills are terrible."

He tore down the notice and wrote several large characters: "If you want the narcissus to live, exchange it for a shell that doesn't look like a fruit."

The atmosphere in Tiandu has changed.

After completing the task of resurrecting Asura, Shao Hao casually brought the Yama Lock back to Tiandu.

It turns out that just one person can bring a whole room of liveliness.

Perhaps out of fear of the Martial Lord, or perhaps out of fear of the Yellow Springs, Yama Lock did his best to demonstrate his value, not only taking over Xu Jiao's work but also occasionally helping Jie Yu cook.

When I'm done with my work, I'll tell you jokes.

At this moment, Hu Shuobadao and Huomao Sanzhang came to ask for help, dragging two fruit shells that didn't look like fruit.

“Wu Jun, when we helped you dismantle the Dragon Blade Battle Robe, you said that if we had any trouble, we could come to Tiandu to find you.”

"Of course."

"Please, General Wu, go and save our mother!"

When the two brothers learned of the news about the public pavilion, they were terrified and wanted to rush to the pavilion to save their mother.

Halfway there, Hu Shuo Ba Dao remembered Luo Hou's words and insisted on coming to Tian Du for help.

Luo Hou nodded in agreement: "You shall come with me."

Huang Quan said urgently, "I'll go too."

"Huang Quan, go to another place."

"where?"

Unexpectedly, the Fire House Buddha Prison trio acted so quickly. Since Ling Shuixian was already in trouble, Daolong could not escape unscathed.

The first one to be stabbed was San Gouzi.

Although the newcomer from Buddha Prison has an aura about him, Huang Quan's strength is not bad, so there should be no problem.

After thinking it over, Luo Hou said to Huang Quan, "Xiao Ri Biao and Yu Qing Huan are very close. Yu Qing Huan lives at the top of the Nine Heavens. Go there and try your luck."

"You want me to go and save Xiao Ri Biao?"

"One of the five dragons is already dead. If we want the five dragons to roar together and kill the Buddha's Twin Bodies, we cannot let them die again."

"Ok."

They went their separate ways.

Luo Hou, accompanied by Hu Shuo Ba Dao and Huo Mao San Zhang, arrived at the Public Pavilion and, as expected, saw Ling Shui Xian covered in blood.

"Mom!"

The two brothers threw down the fruit shells and were about to run forward to untie the rope.

Luo Hou blocked the way with both hands and said to the figure hiding behind the tree, "Come out, you people of the Fire House Buddhist Prison."

"Hehehe~"

Han Yancui's graceful figure flashed out, her every step exuding elegance and her face captivatingly beautiful.

"I didn't expect we'd meet so soon, Lord Luo Hou."

Although the woman before him was an absolute beauty, Luo Hou regarded her as nothing.

"Hand over the antidote, and I'll spare your life."

"Impossible! It's like swirling snowflakes!"

The silk umbrella spun, turning from black to red, as white snowflakes danced in the air.

It seems I'll have to go against my principle of not hitting women.

Luo Hou felt helpless and then threw a punch that tore through the sky and clouds, the sound of which reverberated for miles.

"Uh~"

Han Yancui was sent flying several feet away and fell to the ground with a thud, her white fur coat stained crimson.

The public pavilion behind her was also smashed into ruins by this palm strike.

Chapter 56 Intervention, Breaking the Stalemate

Luo Hou's palm strike dispersed the flying fluff in the air and also injured Han Yancui.

"Hand over the antidote."

Han Yancui wiped the crimson from the corner of her mouth and stubbornly said, "Unless you let me take away the fruit shell that doesn't look like a fruit."

"This item must not be allowed to exist."

How could Xie Tianyu's things be left behind? It's just a bit unfair to Yi Ye Shu. The Buddha Emperor's physical body is gone, the Twelve Divine Guardians are gone, and Ru Wo Shi Zhan is about to be gone too.

Luo Hou stretched out his palms and placed them flat on the fruit shell, his three-dimensional true essence flowing within his body.

"Drink~"

With a long, deep shout, he unleashed his full power, and his righteous energy reached the fruit shell, causing it to immediately crack open with several fine fissures.

Luo Hou exhaled again, and the fruit shell instantly turned into powder.

"You actually?"

A look of horror appeared on Han Yancui's face.

"Antidote."

Luo Hou stretched out his hand.

This hand is very white, with long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles, yet it exudes a dangerous aura.

After struggling for a while, Han Yancui finally took out the antidote: "Half for external use, half for oral administration."

Huo Mao Sanzhang immediately took the antidote, gave half to his mother and fed her, and then applied the other half to Ling Shuixian's body.

Soon, the white fur shrank into powder and was blown away by the wind.

The narcissus woke up.

"Mom!"

The two brothers laughed and cried as they untied their mother's ropes and recounted how Rahu had saved her.

Ling Shuixian was extremely grateful: "Thank you very much, Lord Wu."

"You will come with me back to Tiandu and stay for a few days."

The fiery hell has its eyes on the mother and child; it seems that even in the vastness of this hellish realm, there is nowhere for them to find refuge.

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Lord Wu."

Luo Hou led Ling Shuixian and her child away, leaving Han Yancui, with complicated thoughts, gazing at Luo Hou's departing figure for a long time.

At the same time, in the grove below the summit of the heavens.

Xiao Ri Biao was enjoying a loving moment with Yu Qing Huan, while Mi Zhi stood by like a third wheel.

What is the best cure for dissociative identity disorder? It is a love affair that lasts for both parties.

Suddenly, a chilling killing intent emanated from the depths of the grove. It was a strangely familiar killing intent, a memory from long ago.

"Huanhuan, my stomach hurts and I need to go take care of it. You guys go back to the top of the Nine Heavens and wait for me."

Xiao Ri Biao sent Yu Qinghuan and Mi Zhi away, then turned to face the murderous aura.

The newcomer was strangely dressed, wearing a black leather jacket, white fishnet stockings over high boots, short black hair, and yellow glasses that covered his pupils.