Chasing after her husband? Is it even possible to win him back?

Hongzhu had a feeling that the fate of the Ghost Clan was right in front of her, and she was fortunate enough to be a witness... or even a participant!

"Young...Master..." Hongzhu's voice was distorted with excitement, even as she controlled the Yin energy vibrations. "Where did you get these things from...?"

Chu Xunfeng turned and glanced at Hongzhu. The young man's calm and serious eyes made Hongzhu feel as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her from head to toe, instantly cooling down her inexplicable excitement.

"Have you calmed down?" Chu Xunfeng asked calmly.

Hongzhu tried hard to look away from the three things on the table. "Let's calm down for now."

"Then you should understand that the value of these three items on the table is too great, so great that even if they were in our hands, they would be like gold bricks in the hands of a three-year-old child..." Chu Xunfeng squinted his eyes, "Moreover, I can't say whether these things can be mass-produced."

After all, these were system-generated items, of a very high level. Chu Xunfeng hadn't yet thoroughly discussed with the system whether the three items on the table could be separated and extracted using currently feasible methods...

“Even a foreigner can’t cover up the existence of this thing.” After calming down, Hongzhu turned to look at the three things on the stone table, and even felt a fear that was completely opposite to her previous excitement. “If I could, I would rather I didn’t know that this thing existed.”

"Only the three of us know about this." Chu Xunfeng's gaze swept over the red candle, then turned to look at Old Wang.

Although Old Wang didn't have a clear understanding of the three items on the table, he could still grasp the situation. He immediately turned his head away like a red candle, saying, "I don't know anything."

"What does Young Master intend to do?" Hongzhu turned to look at Chu Xunfeng. "Do you plan to keep these three things hidden away, or will you make use of them?"

“Since I’m going to do something big, I naturally need to find a pair of hands that aren’t afraid of getting burned to help me handle this hot potato.” Chu Xunfeng sat down on the stone bench, raised his hand and gently tapped his brow. “Perfect timing. If the arrangements this morning go smoothly, maybe someone will actually come out to support me.”

I don't want to think about Longquan Sword Manor anymore.

As a local power under the Xu Kingdom, Longquan Sword Manor is not qualified to sit down and negotiate with the Foreigners' Council.

The only option was the demon race, which Chu Xunfeng could be fairly confident in.

Unfortunately, the letter had already been handed over to the shopkeeper to be mailed. He could only hope that the Azure Dragon God would take his matter more seriously and send someone who, together with him, could make the final decision.

After all, these three things in my hands right now are not something an ordinary person can handle.

Once these three things are on the table, it's like having a royal flush in the game; it's like flipping the table and throwing in a bomb.

It's hard to say how chaotic the situation will become.

Chu Xunfeng, feeling somewhat weary, put the three items on the table back into his storage magic item. "That's enough for today. Hongzhu, I'll need you to run errands tomorrow. Old Wang, could you keep watch at the door for me tonight? I have a lot to do tonight..."

"I understand." Ignorance is bliss, but Old Wang's mood was indescribably heavy.

As for the clever one, or rather, the ghost, Hongzhu's mood became much heavier. She didn't know what Chu Xunfeng was going to do, but it was obvious that since these three things had been put on the table tonight, the things she would have to do tomorrow would definitely be related to them, and it was by no means an easy task.

“Red Candle, although it might be a bit hurtful to say this now, but…” Chu Xunfeng paused for a moment, “I won’t treat you unfairly if you work for me. I have the ability to create more Yin Qi Pearls, and now it’s up to you to see how you perform.”

Hongzhu's expression brightened, but before she could figure out how to face Chu Xunfeng's reprimand and express her loyalty, the young man had already walked towards the east wing, giving her no chance at all.

Hongzhu, who had stood up, could only sit down again, shaking her head with a wry smile.

Even now, although she still couldn't quite figure out Chu Xunfeng's personality, she at least understood that this young master was really going to do something big. Even if she wanted to withdraw and not get involved, she was now finding it hard to extricate herself.

As for revealing the truth about those three things...

Putting aside whether other ghosts would believe it, even if it were Chu Xunfeng's revenge, could he really withstand it?

Having boarded the pirate ship, they are now practically in the same boat, and Hongzhu has no reason to, nor dare to, have any disloyal thoughts.

Now, she only has one path left to take: to follow Chu Xunfeng to the very end.

As for the Yin Qi Bead...

Hongzhu was also very envious. She had a feeling that the pure Yin energy... no, Yin Qi, was definitely a treasure no less valuable than rare and precious materials for her.

She didn't care what Chu Xunfeng was going to do tonight.

Do your job well. Didn't Young Master Chu say that you'll get your share of the benefits?

Back in his room, Chu Xunfeng immediately opened the system panel and began studying and refining the system, while actively communicating with it.

There is only one system, and even if it is a degraded method, as long as it can make use of some of the turbid Yin energy wandering in the Black Forest, it will be enough for me to arrogantly knock on the door of the Foreigners' Council.

Two more days...

———Yeze Wetlands———

The Seven Star Tower's method of communication did not involve directly delivering letters across vast distances to a specific location; the exorbitant price it charged demonstrates that it definitely involved considerable expenses and corresponding value and efficiency.

The letter to be sent to the demon race was written by Chu Xunfeng around noon. That same night, Ji Wen, who was waiting in the demon race for news of the Snake King's entry into Xu Kingdom, quickly set off for Denglong Pavilion after receiving the message.

After revealing their identities and purpose, the turtle manager of Denglong Pavilion quickly sent someone to contact the Fourth Prince. To save time, Hong Ji and Ao Ning went directly to Denglong Pavilion and met the middle-aged man, Ji Wen, who was in charge of delivering the message, in the private room on the top floor of Denglong Pavilion.

"Gentlemen, the message to be transmitted is contained within. You have both used the communication talisman of my Seven Star Tower, haven't you?"

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Ao Ning solemnly accepted the jade slip from Ji Wen and took a deep breath. "May I ask, Mr. Ji Wen, I heard from Manager Turtle that this information came from the Black Forest?"

"Yes, according to the message I received earlier, the contents of this letter were personally written by the cold-hearted Chu Xunfeng in the Seven Star Tower."

"Thank you." After expressing his gratitude, Ao Ning watched Ji Wen being led away by the turtle shopkeeper, then sat down and glanced at Hong Ji.

"Look at this, what news has he brought us after spending so much?" Hong Ji also breathed a sigh of relief.

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Ning Mansion is Gone

Message talismans, although they sound like some kind of common communication method.

However, the three regions of Kyushu have never had a means of transmitting messages over long distances. The Seven Star Tower's communication talisman is a genuine seventh-grade magic weapon, which has sufficient technical support. What's even more precious is that this thing is a pair of one-time use magic weapons.

The demon race also possessed similar technology, which was equally expensive. It was placed in the hands of Ao Ning and Hong Ji, and the two made some preparations in advance after activating the communication talisman.

Prepare paper and pen in advance to take notes; other than that, you don't need to go to such lengths.

"Ready." Hong Ji, who had picked up a pen and paperweight, turned to look at Ao Ning and nodded slightly.

Ao Ning then channeled his demonic energy into the glowing jade slip containing the message talisman in his hand.

The jade slip, stimulated by an external force, suddenly shattered. The scattered spiritual energy, carrying jade powder, outlined an array in mid-air, and then a misty scene appeared.

In the slightly distorted image, which is not in true colors, Chu Xunfeng's profile is shown as he picks up a pen to write a letter.

This is the power of the Seven Star Tower Messenger Talisman.

It contains images, rather than just a letter, which eliminates the possibility of counterfeiting or forgery to the greatest extent. Of course, there is also the possibility of the people in the images being fake, and this is where the reputation that Qixinglou has built up over hundreds of years comes in.

Qixinglou will also check the sender's identity, instead of accepting all information indiscriminately and then taking money to deliver the information.

For those in the intelligence business, reputation and confidentiality are of paramount importance.

The scene gradually moves closer to Chu Xunfeng, and the main focus shifts from the person writing the letter to the letter he is writing.

Ao Ning stared intently at the words Chu Xunfeng wrote, one stroke at a time, while Hong Ji wrote rapidly without looking down, also keeping a close eye on the words Chu Xunfeng wrote on the screen, copying them onto the paper in front of her without missing a single one.

The scene lasted for several minutes, mainly because Chu Xunfeng was writing very slowly in the scene. To be honest, his handwriting was actually quite average. In order to avoid mistakes, he tried his best to write neatly, so that Hong Ji could occasionally take a break to check the content of her own writing.

"Finally, Young Master Chu, prove that you are yourself?" A distorted and indistinct female voice came from the screen.

Chu Xunfeng, who had already put down his brush in the video, paused for a moment, then turned to look at the video, or rather, the person recording it. "Please apologize to Han Li for me. I neglected her feelings during my time at Longquan Sword Manor. Also, please don't let her get involved in this matter this time. Thank you for your help."

The scene shattered abruptly, and the powder from the jade pendant lost its luster, turning into something resembling incense ash. Ao Ning waved his hand, summoning dragon energy, and swept all the powder out of the window.

“It’s definitely him.” Hong Ji put down her brush, moved the paperweight aside, and gently shook the papers on the table. “According to Chu Xunfeng’s instructions…”

“Trading Yin Sha Pearls with the Ghost Clan, huh?” Ao Ning walked to Hong Ji’s side, looked at the contents of the transcribed letter on the table, and pondered for a long time. “He should need our help.”

“Definitely. He wasn’t even this eager at Longquan Sword Manor.” Hong Ji nodded and carefully reread the contents of the letter. “The key point is that he needs us to make trade commitments on behalf of the Dragon Clan. Simply put, he needs our endorsement.”

“Perhaps it’s not really about trading with the Ghost Clan, but rather he needs our Dragon Clan or the Demon Clan to back him up. The trade of the Yin Sha Pearl can’t bypass the Ghost Council, and he understands that very well. He specifically sent me the letter by name…” Ao Ning pondered for a while, “He probably needs a stepping stone.”

"A stepping stone... that should be it." Hong Ji nodded, tilting her head slightly to look at her fiancé. "What are your plans, my husband?"

"We must consult Mother first. We must help, but how much assistance we should provide is a decision for Mother."

“He probably needs a lot of help, and there’s a lot of resistance.” Hong Ji’s thoughts were similar to Ao Ning’s, but her approach was different. “She specifically mentioned that Han Li shouldn’t know… there might be danger.”

"what do you mean?"

“We don’t have many people available right now. If we’re going to help, at least a real dragon should step in. My husband has to stay in the demon race. My eldest brother’s status is too important for him to step in and steal the spotlight from Chu Xunfeng. Second brother and third brother, who do you think is more suitable?” Hong Ji looked at Ao Ning.

“Second Brother.” Ao Ning answered without hesitation, “Third Brother’s martial arts are decent, but Second Brother is more suitable for dealing with complex situations. Besides, Second Brother has communicated with Chu Xunfeng before, so it will be easier for us to cooperate.”

“Furthermore…” Ao Ning paused for a moment, “Given Second Brother’s personality, he is more suited to help Chu Xunfeng with this task. What do you think, Madam?”

“Same.” Hong Ji smiled gently. “Third Brother is too impulsive and straightforward. He might not be able to get along well in a place like the Ghost Clan. Besides… his personality might require some adjustment when getting along with Young Master Chu.”

“What Chu Xunfeng probably lacks now is time.” Ao Xiu smiled. “Let’s go, come with me to see Mother.”

Hong Ji smiled and nodded, picked up the copied letter, and followed Ao Ning up the stairs and down the Denglong Pavilion.

Meanwhile, in Liucheng, Bianzhou.

Taking advantage of the moonless night and the darkness, the Ning family of three quietly boarded the carriage parked at the side gate of the Ning residence.

There were few attendants, only two or three servants, all of whom had worked for the Ning family since its inception. Although a lot of the family fortune had been spent, the cost of hiring two or three loyal servants was easily covered by Ning Qiu Ning, even if the Ning family could not support them in the future.

As for the other servants, they either ran away when the news got out, or they didn't care much. Those who stayed in Ning Mansion tonight will be paid and dismissed by the Bianzhou Cultivator Alliance tomorrow.

The father brought two trunks, the mother brought one trunk, and Ning Qiu Ning herself had a small trunk, making a family of three; an old steward, three servants with two trunks in total, plus Ning Qiu Ning's maid and Zhu Han E, that's nine people in total, four carriages, six large trunks, and they hurriedly set off.

From this night forward, the Ning family will no longer exist in Liucheng, Bianzhou.

Sitting in the carriage driven by a maid, Ning Qiu Ning lifted the curtain and peeked out at the Ning residence, which was gradually turning into a black shadow and about to merge into the night.

If you really have to say something, Ning Qiuning doesn't want to leave this place either.

After all, this was the only place besides the Supreme Sword Sect where Brother Chu could find himself; that mansion held too many beautiful memories for her and him.

But... there's no going back, right?