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Han Ailian and Princess Xue Lai worked together and broke the array inscription on the door of the Ghostwood Manor without wasting much time.

As the representatives of the Sengens and the Yakshas, they naturally had strong cultivations since they were both cultivators at the Banshi Isshou Realm.

Zhang Ruochen entered the door first and emerged in the dimly lit manor.

It was a creepy scene before him. The vast garden was full of weeds and dead soil. There were also ancient gravestones with a sinister feel. It looked eerily like a place where the Ghost cultivators lived.

The gravestones were mottled and covered with vines. There were also rotten flowers growing on them.

It seemed that no one had lived here for many years. The gravestones were covered with cobwebs, with blood spiders the size of a human head crawling on the web. Sensing Zhang Ruochen’s powerful aura, they crept toward the depths of the manor in fear.

In the distance, there were three or five dilapidated pitch-black and gloomy buildings.

Zhang Ruochen released his spiritual power and instantly enveloped the entire manor. Unfortunately, he emerged empty-handed. Finally, his gaze fell on a 20-foot-tall stone tablet.

The vines on the stone tablet were like water dragons. There were trails of blood veins on the leaves.

Zhang Ruochen walked over to the stone tablet, stepping on weeds and withered leaves. He raised his hand to lift the leaves. Seeing the ancient words carved on the tablet, he immediately withdrew his hand and didn’t dare to touch it casually.

Han Ailian, Princess Xue Lai, and hundreds of law enforcement soldiers in divine armor entered from the outside.

Han Ailian led the soldiers to search the manor. They did not miss out on a single corner.

Princess Xue Lai saw Zhang Ruochen’s strange behavior. Her eyes were as bright as the moon as she thought about it carefully. Following that, she strolled to Zhang Ruochen’s side.

Zhang Ruochen knew that she had arrived, but he still stared at the stone tablet and didn’t turn around.

Princess Xue Lai’s voice was as clear as a spring. It was very pleasant. “What are you looking at, Envoy?” she asked.

“Do you recognize the words on the stone tablet?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Princess Xue Lai looked at the stone tablet. She frowned and shook her head, “There are many clans at the edge of the Infernal Court,” she said. “Adding in the Celestial Court’s numerous realms, there are at least 8,000 languages. The words on this stone tablet are bizarre. Even using spiritual power, I am unable to decipher them!”

“These are characters carved by deities. Your spiritual power is too weak, so there is no doubt that you cannot decipher them!” Zhang Ruochen said.

Speaking to Princess Xue Lai so rudely was enough to provoke public anger.

Princess Xue Lai didn’t look unhappy at all. “If that’s the case,” she said, “Let’s dig this stone tablet away and bring it back to the clan to study it.”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, “How dare you touch the gravestone carved by the gods? Be careful that you could turn into ashes in an instant.”

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen turned around and left. He had never looked Princess Xue Lai in the eye, which made her feel a little disappointed.

After all, the person in front of her was the Envoy of Destiny from the Fane of Destiny. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he was a person worth befriending.

Since the other party was so cold to her, it was obvious that he did not care about her beauty and looked down on her cultivation.

Princess Xue Lai glanced at the tombstone again fearfully. In this ancient tomb, there were all kinds of traps left behind by the deities. She could not act rashly.

Of course, she did not think there was anything extraordinary in the tomb.

How could something extraordinary be buried here?

Han Ailian and hundreds of saint-level soldiers turned the manor upside down. They searched everywhere but found nothing.

Walking out of the Ghostwood Manor, Han Ailian smiled awkwardly at Zhang Ruochen. “It seems that we’ve all received the wrong information. No one has come to this place for thousands of years.”

“It must be the cultivators of the Celestial Court who deliberately led us to the wrong place. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have found this place at the same time.”

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen left directly.

Han Ailian wanted to invite him to the Yakshas as a guest, but just as she spoke, Zhang Ruochen’s figure had turned into a mere shadow and disappeared at the end of the street.

“He’s an elite of the Fane of Destiny. How could he be interested in small clans like us?” Princess Xue Lai sighed.

Her voice was calm and emotionless, but her heart had a faint resentment. She was dissatisfied with Zhang Ruochen’s cold arrogance.

Zhang Ruochen wasn’t being cold at all. In fact, he had discovered the traces left by Ji Fanxin. He wanted to cover it up as much as possible. How could he have time to care about the feelings of a woman he didn’t even know?

After Han Ailian and Princess Xue Lai left with the law enforcement soldiers, Zhang Ruochen sneaked back to the Ghostwood Manor and came to the 20-foot-tall stone tablet again.

The words on the stone tablet were indeed carved by a deity.

These words were very ancient. However, Zhang Ruochen had seen them in an ancient book stored in the book paradise of the Yaojue King in the Qianrui Realm. Therefore, he was sure that he had found the right place.

Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm on the stone tablet and injected Saint Qi into it.

Crash

The divine inscriptions on the stone tablet glowed with a faint light. Then, a vast force started to suck inwards.

Zhang Ruochen did not resist the suction force, and his body was pulled inside.

It was as if he had passed through an invisible door and arrived in a world of darkness. His surroundings were unusually quiet. It was as if he had left the Royal City of Hundred Clans and arrived in another space.

Zhang Ruochen was calm and collected. He opened his palm, and a ball of fire appeared in it.

In front of him was the passage of Youshen. It kept going down.

Zhang Ruochen walked down the passage. Not long after, a light appeared in front of him. His field of vision gradually widened, and a seven-story ancient tower that was built into a stone wall appeared,

The ancient tower was hundreds of feet tall. It was extremely imposing and gave off a faint divine might.

Below the ancient tower, where Zhang Ruochen was standing, was a 300-foot-long and 300-foot-wide platform. In the southwest corner of the platform was a strange tree as thick as a water bucket. Its trunk was pitch-black, but its leaves were crimson like blood. The tree was covered with shiny fruits.

The light that illuminated this place came from the leaves and fruits of the tree.

There were colorful flowers on the stone wall where the ancient tower was located. Each of them was very old, and the pollen scattered down like a rain of light.

Zhang Ruochen sniffed slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. He looked at the ancient tower and declared, “Zhang Ruochen has arrived. Why hasn’t the fairy shown herself yet?”

He and Ji Fanxin could be considered close friends. They had gone through many hardships together and were no longer mere allies. It wasn’t an exaggeration to call them confidants to each other.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen was still quite happy to see her.

He was happy not because he could find the Fane of Origin with her Path of Origin but because he had met an old friend in a foreign land.

However, there was no response from the ancient tower, so it was somewhat awkward.

Zhang Ruochen came back to his senses and wiped his smile away. He said carefully, “I have smelled the fragrance of flowers from the fairy. Are you in the ancient tower? There is indeed some misunderstanding between us. I will explain everything if you open the door for me.”

There was still no response from the tower.

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly. He walked along the long stairs to the tower door embedded in the stone wall and said, “Ruochen, had come to see the fairy in person.”

After walking half of the flight of stairs, there was a sudden strong fluctuation of the Path from above. A pink ball of light the size of a fist formed out of nowhere and flew toward Zhang Ruochen.

Boom

The pink ball of light exploded and turned into flower petals that flashed out like lightning.

Zhang Ruochen was secretly surprised. He quickly shot out his hands and froze the space in front of him, turning it into an invisible shield.

Rumble

The flower petals contained power far beyond Zhang Ruochen’s estimation. They quickly broke through the frozen space.

“Such power?”

Zhang Ruochen cast the Divine Purification Flame. At the same time, he flew backward and landed on the platform at the bottom of the stairs.

Most of the petals were burned into ashes by the divine fire.

A few pieces continued to fly through the flames. Zhang Ruochen dodged and avoided the crucial parts.

Even so, a strand of hair was still cut off. The petals flew inches by his neck.

“Is the cultivator in the ancient tower really Ji Fanxin? She can’t be so powerful. Could there be an elite of the Qianrui Realm with her? There shouldn’t be!”

Even though Zhang Ruochen trusted Ji Fanxin, he was now on guard.

A familiar and beautiful voice rang out from the ancient tower. “Isn’t Ruochen, the son of a deity known as the genius of the Yuanhui period? He killed everyone on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. How impressive is that, so how can he be so weak?”

Zhang Ruochen could hear the sarcasm in Ji Fanxin’s words. He smiled bitterly and said, “Other cultivators couldn’t understand me. Is the fairy the same as the others too?”

Ji Fanxin didn’t show up. Her voice floated out of the ancient tower again, “You killed dozens of cultivators from the Qianrui Realm on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. How do you expect me to understand you? You know, countless cultivators from the Qianrui Realm are petitioning to kill you.”

“If the fairy thinks such of me, why would she risk her life to come to the Royal City of Hundred Clans?” Zhang Ruochen still didn’t believe that Ji Fanxin would look at him like the other cultivators did.

“I’m here to kill you, to avenge the dead cultivators of the Qianrui Realm, and to avenge all the cultivators of the Celestial Court who you killed. I’ll personally chop off your head and bring it back to wash away the stain of my friendship with you.”

Ji Fanxin, who was all dressed in white, appeared on the third floor of the ancient tower while wearing a veil.

Swoosh

She was strikingly beautiful and flew down like a Saintess of Brahma. Her fine black hair fanned out behind her like a waterfall. However, the pair of moist eyes above the veil was more than ten times more beautiful than Princess Xue Lai’s. Any man in the world would be mesmerized by her.

Accompanied by a shower of flowers, she descended from the sky and stabbed at Zhang Ruochen between his eyebrows.

Zhang Ruochen retreated quickly. However, Ji Fanxin’s sword suddenly increased in speed. In an instant, she was already right in front of him. Her eyes were reflecting light from the sword.

He waved his right arm and collided with the sword while his body dodged to the left.

“Fairy, there’s no need for swords and knives between us, right? Can you give me a chance to explain?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Ji Fanxin was unwilling to let him go. “If you win, I’ll give you a chance to explain. Otherwise, you’ll be dead by my sword,” she declared.

With a swoosh, she changed her sword maneuver. A divine lotus of Sword Qi swirled up and hit Zhang Ruochen’s chest, and he was sent flying hundreds of feet away. Unexpectedly his Demigod-level physique couldn’t deflect it.

Zhang Ruochen rubbed his aching chest. He could see that Ji Fanxin’s sword had no killing intent. She didn’t really want to kill him, so he said rather seriously, “Then I will entertain you with a good fight.”

Han Ailian and Princess Xue Lai worked together and broke the array inscription on the door of the Ghostwood Manor without wasting much time.

As the representatives of the Sengens and the Yakshas, they naturally had strong cultivations since they were both cultivators at the Banshi Isshou Realm.

Zhang Ruochen entered the door first and emerged in the dimly lit manor.

It was a creepy scene before him. The vast garden was full of weeds and dead soil. There were also ancient gravestones with a sinister feel. It looked eerily like a place where the Ghost cultivators lived.

The gravestones were mottled and covered with vines. There were also rotten flowers growing on them.

It seemed that no one had lived here for many years. The gravestones were covered with cobwebs, with blood spiders the size of a human head crawling on the web. Sensing Zhang Ruochen’s powerful aura, they crept toward the depths of the manor in fear.

In the distance, there were three or five dilapidated pitch-black and gloomy buildings.

Zhang Ruochen released his spiritual power and instantly enveloped the entire manor. Unfortunately, he emerged empty-handed. Finally, his gaze fell on a 20-foot-tall stone tablet.

The vines on the stone tablet were like water dragons. There were trails of blood veins on the leaves.

Zhang Ruochen walked over to the stone tablet, stepping on weeds and withered leaves. He raised his hand to lift the leaves. Seeing the ancient words carved on the tablet, he immediately withdrew his hand and didn’t dare to touch it casually.

Han Ailian, Princess Xue Lai, and hundreds of law enforcement soldiers in divine armor entered from the outside.

Han Ailian led the soldiers to search the manor. They did not miss out on a single corner.

Princess Xue Lai saw Zhang Ruochen’s strange behavior. Her eyes were as bright as the moon as she thought about it carefully. Following that, she strolled to Zhang Ruochen’s side.

Zhang Ruochen knew that she had arrived, but he still stared at the stone tablet and didn’t turn around.

Princess Xue Lai’s voice was as clear as a spring. It was very pleasant. “What are you looking at, Envoy?” she asked.

“Do you recognize the words on the stone tablet?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Princess Xue Lai looked at the stone tablet. She frowned and shook her head, “There are many clans at the edge of the Infernal Court,” she said. “Adding in the Celestial Court’s numerous realms, there are at least 8,000 languages. The words on this stone tablet are bizarre. Even using spiritual power, I am unable to decipher them!”

“These are characters carved by deities. Your spiritual power is too weak, so there is no doubt that you cannot decipher them!” Zhang Ruochen said.

Speaking to Princess Xue Lai so rudely was enough to provoke public anger.

Princess Xue Lai didn’t look unhappy at all. “If that’s the case,” she said, “Let’s dig this stone tablet away and bring it back to the clan to study it.”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, “How dare you touch the gravestone carved by the gods? Be careful that you could turn into ashes in an instant.”

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen turned around and left. He had never looked Princess Xue Lai in the eye, which made her feel a little disappointed.

After all, the person in front of her was the Envoy of Destiny from the Fane of Destiny. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he was a person worth befriending.

Since the other party was so cold to her, it was obvious that he did not care about her beauty and looked down on her cultivation.

Princess Xue Lai glanced at the tombstone again fearfully. In this ancient tomb, there were all kinds of traps left behind by the deities. She could not act rashly.

Of course, she did not think there was anything extraordinary in the tomb.

How could something extraordinary be buried here?

Han Ailian and hundreds of saint-level soldiers turned the manor upside down. They searched everywhere but found nothing.

Walking out of the Ghostwood Manor, Han Ailian smiled awkwardly at Zhang Ruochen. “It seems that we’ve all received the wrong information. No one has come to this place for thousands of years.”

“It must be the cultivators of the Celestial Court who deliberately led us to the wrong place. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have found this place at the same time.”

After saying this, Zhang Ruochen left directly.

Han Ailian wanted to invite him to the Yakshas as a guest, but just as she spoke, Zhang Ruochen’s figure had turned into a mere shadow and disappeared at the end of the street.

“He’s an elite of the Fane of Destiny. How could he be interested in small clans like us?” Princess Xue Lai sighed.

Her voice was calm and emotionless, but her heart had a faint resentment. She was dissatisfied with Zhang Ruochen’s cold arrogance.

Zhang Ruochen wasn’t being cold at all. In fact, he had discovered the traces left by Ji Fanxin. He wanted to cover it up as much as possible. How could he have time to care about the feelings of a woman he didn’t even know?

After Han Ailian and Princess Xue Lai left with the law enforcement soldiers, Zhang Ruochen sneaked back to the Ghostwood Manor and came to the 20-foot-tall stone tablet again.

The words on the stone tablet were indeed carved by a deity.

These words were very ancient. However, Zhang Ruochen had seen them in an ancient book stored in the book paradise of the Yaojue King in the Qianrui Realm. Therefore, he was sure that he had found the right place.

Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm on the stone tablet and injected Saint Qi into it.

Crash

The divine inscriptions on the stone tablet glowed with a faint light. Then, a vast force started to suck inwards.

Zhang Ruochen did not resist the suction force, and his body was pulled inside.

It was as if he had passed through an invisible door and arrived in a world of darkness. His surroundings were unusually quiet. It was as if he had left the Royal City of Hundred Clans and arrived in another space.

Zhang Ruochen was calm and collected. He opened his palm, and a ball of fire appeared in it.

In front of him was the passage of Youshen. It kept going down.

Zhang Ruochen walked down the passage. Not long after, a light appeared in front of him. His field of vision gradually widened, and a seven-story ancient tower that was built into a stone wall appeared,

The ancient tower was hundreds of feet tall. It was extremely imposing and gave off a faint divine might.

Below the ancient tower, where Zhang Ruochen was standing, was a 300-foot-long and 300-foot-wide platform. In the southwest corner of the platform was a strange tree as thick as a water bucket. Its trunk was pitch-black, but its leaves were crimson like blood. The tree was covered with shiny fruits.

The light that illuminated this place came from the leaves and fruits of the tree.

There were colorful flowers on the stone wall where the ancient tower was located. Each of them was very old, and the pollen scattered down like a rain of light.

Zhang Ruochen sniffed slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. He looked at the ancient tower and declared, “Zhang Ruochen has arrived. Why hasn’t the fairy shown herself yet?”

He and Ji Fanxin could be considered close friends. They had gone through many hardships together and were no longer mere allies. It wasn’t an exaggeration to call them confidants to each other.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen was still quite happy to see her.

He was happy not because he could find the Fane of Origin with her Path of Origin but because he had met an old friend in a foreign land.

However, there was no response from the ancient tower, so it was somewhat awkward.

Zhang Ruochen came back to his senses and wiped his smile away. He said carefully, “I have smelled the fragrance of flowers from the fairy. Are you in the ancient tower? There is indeed some misunderstanding between us. I will explain everything if you open the door for me.”

There was still no response from the tower.

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly. He walked along the long stairs to the tower door embedded in the stone wall and said, “Ruochen, had come to see the fairy in person.”

After walking half of the flight of stairs, there was a sudden strong fluctuation of the Path from above. A pink ball of light the size of a fist formed out of nowhere and flew toward Zhang Ruochen.

Boom

The pink ball of light exploded and turned into flower petals that flashed out like lightning.

Zhang Ruochen was secretly surprised. He quickly shot out his hands and froze the space in front of him, turning it into an invisible shield.

Rumble

The flower petals contained power far beyond Zhang Ruochen’s estimation. They quickly broke through the frozen space.

“Such power?”

Zhang Ruochen cast the Divine Purification Flame. At the same time, he flew backward and landed on the platform at the bottom of the stairs.

Most of the petals were burned into ashes by the divine fire.

A few pieces continued to fly through the flames. Zhang Ruochen dodged and avoided the crucial parts.

Even so, a strand of hair was still cut off. The petals flew inches by his neck.

“Is the cultivator in the ancient tower really Ji Fanxin? She can’t be so powerful. Could there be an elite of the Qianrui Realm with her? There shouldn’t be!”

Even though Zhang Ruochen trusted Ji Fanxin, he was now on guard.

A familiar and beautiful voice rang out from the ancient tower. “Isn’t Ruochen, the son of a deity known as the genius of the Yuanhui period? He killed everyone on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. How impressive is that, so how can he be so weak?”

Zhang Ruochen could hear the sarcasm in Ji Fanxin’s words. He smiled bitterly and said, “Other cultivators couldn’t understand me. Is the fairy the same as the others too?”

Ji Fanxin didn’t show up. Her voice floated out of the ancient tower again, “You killed dozens of cultivators from the Qianrui Realm on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. How do you expect me to understand you? You know, countless cultivators from the Qianrui Realm are petitioning to kill you.”

“If the fairy thinks such of me, why would she risk her life to come to the Royal City of Hundred Clans?” Zhang Ruochen still didn’t believe that Ji Fanxin would look at him like the other cultivators did.

“I’m here to kill you, to avenge the dead cultivators of the Qianrui Realm, and to avenge all the cultivators of the Celestial Court who you killed. I’ll personally chop off your head and bring it back to wash away the stain of my friendship with you.”

Ji Fanxin, who was all dressed in white, appeared on the third floor of the ancient tower while wearing a veil.

Swoosh

She was strikingly beautiful and flew down like a Saintess of Brahma. Her fine black hair fanned out behind her like a waterfall. However, the pair of moist eyes above the veil was more than ten times more beautiful than Princess Xue Lai’s. Any man in the world would be mesmerized by her.

Accompanied by a shower of flowers, she descended from the sky and stabbed at Zhang Ruochen between his eyebrows.

Zhang Ruochen retreated quickly. However, Ji Fanxin’s sword suddenly increased in speed. In an instant, she was already right in front of him. Her eyes were reflecting light from the sword.

He waved his right arm and collided with the sword while his body dodged to the left.

“Fairy, there’s no need for swords and knives between us, right? Can you give me a chance to explain?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

Ji Fanxin was unwilling to let him go. “If you win, I’ll give you a chance to explain. Otherwise, you’ll be dead by my sword,” she declared.

With a swoosh, she changed her sword maneuver. A divine lotus of Sword Qi swirled up and hit Zhang Ruochen’s chest, and he was sent flying hundreds of feet away. Unexpectedly his Demigod-level physique couldn’t deflect it.

Zhang Ruochen rubbed his aching chest. He could see that Ji Fanxin’s sword had no killing intent. She didn’t really want to kill him, so he said rather seriously, “Then I will entertain you with a good fight.”