Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Seeing that Duan Yu's internal strength was quite profound, Su Xinghe casually picked up a large stone beside him and placed it next to Duan Yu, saying, "Young Master Duan, please sit down."

Duan Yu clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, but instead of sitting down, he went to the two cauldrons containing chess pieces, took out a white chess piece, activated his Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique), and placed it in the appropriate position.

It turns out that Duan Yu's internal energy was absorbed from the Beiming Divine Art, but he didn't know how to use it, so he couldn't take the chess pieces from a distance like a master and place them on the chessboard on the stone wall.

Seeing that he was indeed a skilled chess player, Su Xinghe's face lit up with joy, and he nodded, seemingly in approval.

After making a move with a black piece, Duan Yu had figured out all the moves in the game. He then made a move with a white piece, and Su Xinghe made another move with a black piece. After more than ten moves, Duan Yu suddenly froze, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

Bao Butong, seeing that Duan Yu seemed genuinely deep in thought, figured the good-for-nothing was just putting on an act. Since his young master was currently busy with business, and he was bored, he spoke up:

"Hey, brother-in-law, you've already lost. Just admit defeat honestly."

Duan Yu was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't hear Bao Butong speak. Seeing that Duan Yu was pretending to ignore him, Bao Butong felt awkward and was about to speak again when he heard the faint sound of string and bamboo instruments coming from the northwest.

As everyone looked outside, they saw a group of people slowly approaching from the road they had come from. The sounds of string and wind instruments, mixed with the sounds of bells and drums, were quite melodious and pleasant to listen to.

Duan Yu asked blankly, "Is it about marrying a bride?"

Speaking of getting married, it reminds me of the wedding banquet six months ago...

His younger sister, A'Zhu, married Murong Gongzi;

Her dear younger sisters, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing, will marry Young Master Murong in the future;

Meanwhile, her fairy-like sister, Wang Yuyan, had long since married Young Master Murong...

My heart, which had just found peace by immersing itself in Go, began to ache again.

I couldn't help but ask myself, why can't I be Young Master Murong...?

No one cared about Duan Yu's fantasies; everyone stopped to look at the newcomer.

The music grew closer, stopping about ten feet away. Several oddly-looking people stepped forward and then said in unison:

"The Immortal Star Constellation! Your divine presence graces the Central Plains!"

Heaven is deaf and earth is mute! Kneel down and submit immediately!

As soon as the speaking stopped, the drums began to beat loudly. After three rounds of drumming, a gong rang out, the drumming ceased, and dozens of people shouted in unison:

"We respectfully request the Venerable Star Constellation Immortal to bestow his great magic and subdue the mischievous clowns in the valley!"

Behind them was a band that looked like it was for a wedding or funeral, with about twenty people lined up in a row. Some were holding gongs and drums, while others were holding long banners and colorful flags, which were very eye-catching.

From afar, Bao Butong could see that the banners were embroidered with words such as "Starry Sky Immortal," "Great Supernatural Power," "Boundless Magic Power," and "World-Shaking Awe."

But in his heart, he thought to himself, "'Starry Sky Immortal'? Could it be the Starry Sky Monster from the Chaotic Star Sea? I've heard that his martial arts are profound, his poison techniques are unparalleled, and he even knows a 'Power Dissolving Technique,' which can completely neutralize a person's martial arts skills cultivated over decades with a single palm strike. He is extremely ruthless."

After all, Bao Butong was previously in charge of intelligence work at Canhezhuang, so he has that kind of experience.

As soon as he finished thinking, he saw four rather strong men carrying a sedan chair with an old man on it.

The old man held a white feather fan in his hand. The sunlight shone on his face, revealing a ruddy complexion, a full head of silver hair, and a three-foot-long white beard. With his youthful face and white hair, he truly looked like a celestial being who had stepped out of a picture book.

Bao Butong wondered to himself, could this god-like figure be the infamous demon Ding Chunqiu?

Suddenly, he saw a big-eyed girl in a flowing purple dress standing next to him, and she shouted the loudest slogan.

After everyone around him finished chanting their slogans, he rolled his eyes and shouted again:

"Hey, you guys, Su Xinghe, Su Rigou, and all you weirdo monsters."

Now that the Venerable Star Constellation Immortal has personally arrived, why don't you quickly beg for forgiveness and ask him to forgive your grave disrespect for not coming out of the valley to greet him?!

"Don't wait until my master unleashes his unparalleled divine powers, causing the world to change color, before it's too late to regret it!"

It turns out this girl's name is A Zi. She grew up in the Xingxiu Sect, but a few days ago she dared to steal Ding Chunqiu's "Divine Wood King Cauldron".

This Divine Wood Cauldron is one of the three treasures of the Starry Sky Sect, and it is used to cultivate the "Dissolving Power Technique".

When Ding Chunqiu discovered this, he was furious and sent out several groups of disciples to hunt down A Zi. He even sent out his eldest disciple, Zhai Xingzi. But no matter how many times the carrier pigeons reported back, no one had captured A Zi.

His "Dissolving Power Technique" involved applying the venom of poisonous snakes and insects to his palms every few days and then inhaling it into his body.

If the ointment is not applied for seven days, not only will the skill begin to decline, but the toxins accumulated in the body for decades will not be restrained by new toxins and will gradually take effect, causing indescribable harm.

The Divine Wood King Cauldron naturally possesses a mystical aura. If special incense is burned inside the cauldron, it can attract poisonous insects in a short time. Within a radius of ten miles, no poisonous insect can resist the attraction of this fragrance.

With this extraordinary cauldron in hand, Ding Chunqiu could capture poisonous insects effortlessly, and his "Dissolving Power Technique" naturally became more profound and refined with each practice.

The place where the Starry Sky Monster lived was a dark and damp deep valley, where poisonous snakes and insects bred abundantly. Although the Divine Wood King Cauldron was lost, it was not difficult to catch some poisonous insects to add to the poison.

Ordinary poisonous insects are easy to catch, but to catch rare, exotic, and highly venomous insects like before is a matter of luck. There is also something that worries him: he fears that if the experts in the Central Plains discover the origin of the Wang Ding, they will destroy it immediately. Therefore, he cannot rest easy until it is recovered.

Ding Chunqiu had already been thinking of taking a trip to the Central Plains, and then he heard that his senior brother Su Xinghe had invited heroes from all over the world to Leigu Mountain to hold some kind of Zhenlong Chess Game.

So he made up his mind to go to the Central Plains, capture the traitor A Zi, retrieve the Divine Wood King Cauldron, and end Su Xinghe's life.

After arriving in the Central Plains, he gathered the disciples he had previously sent there, and in no time at all, he captured the escaped Azi.

But if he really wanted to kill him, he would also feel reluctant to part with this clever child.

Ding Chunqiu's greatest quirk in life was listening to flattery from others; the more sycophantic the words, the happier he became.

These disciples had been supporting him for decades, and Ding Chunqiu had long since come to believe it. Every word of praise from his disciples came from the bottom of their hearts.

If any disciple didn't praise him to the skies, he would consider them disloyal.

Of all these, Azi was the best at flattery, and her flattery was so subtle and effortless that it pleased Ding Chunqiu the most.

So instead of taking action directly, he wanted to hear what kind of convoluted explanations this little Azi could come up with.