Chapter 2202: Unexpected Reunion

"You wait, I'm going to call people."

Usually, after this sentence, the people called for don't come. Or even if they do come, they are mostly insignificant individuals, nothing worth mentioning.

So when Chu Hao Xue employed this kind of sentence, passersby generally didn't have any expectations.

But to be like Zhao Tie Zhu, who swore he would wait, only to turn around and leave... was indeed shamelessly rare.

"Disperse, disperse, there's nothing good to see. Zhao Tie Zhu ran away." Chu Hao Xue's Tai Xu friends urged the crowd to disperse, unable to bear seeing this simple young man continue to lose face.

Seeing that there was no major spectacle, the passersby also dispersed.

But at this moment, a substantial pressure suddenly shook the area.

At the end of the long street, a thick and heavy ancient stone door appeared. Its aura was chaotic, and its carvings depicted the ultimate wonders of heaven and earth—

A Blessed Land door!

Those who possess virtue in the world also possess Blessed Lands.

In Tai Xu Illusion, "virtue" has the most intuitive manifestation: a monthly Blessed Land challenge, where the strong rise and the weak fall, simple as that.

The Blessed Land door was pushed heavily open, and an ordinary-looking man walked out. His attire was very refined, and his eyes were fierce. He held a sword in his hand, his momentum pressing: "Which one is Zhao Tie Zhu?"

He landed on the long street and openly displayed his honorific name. Above his head, a halo like a door plaque jumped out, virtually suspended in the air, following the person as he walked. Within it were several Dao characters that were extremely profound, their glory manifesting—

"Blessed Land Forty-four, Tong Bai Mountain—Nan Gong Ao Tian."

He actually came to find trouble with Zhao Tie Zhu?

People were completely unexpected; Chu Hao Xue could really summon such formidable individuals, even masters capable of occupying Blessed Lands in today's Tai Xu Illusion!

That sentence, "You wait," today revolutionized the understanding of many Tai Xu walkers.

But before everyone could recover from their shock, they heard a rumbling sound.

Another Blessed Land door appeared on the long street.

The stone door opened by itself, and out walked a young man wearing a luxurious long robe. His eyebrows were clear and sharp, his noble air overwhelming. He was clearly also here to support Chu Hao Xue. His honorific name also displayed above his head—

"Blessed Land Tenth, Dan Xia Mountain—Ling Yue."

Good heavens! A major master ranked within the top ten of the Blessed Lands had come!

As everyone knows, although Tai Xu Illusion had developed by leaps and bounds, the number of cultivators participating in Tai Xu Illusion was unprecedentedly high, increasing explosively every day, almost encompassing the present world, the Blessed Land ranking still could not equal the present world ranking.

Because the vast majority of Tai Xu walkers would hide their real identities within Tai Xu Illusion, enabling another set of combat systems. Each person's emphasis on their real identity differed, and their power performance within Tai Xu Illusion naturally also varied. This way, situations would arise where person A was much stronger than person B in reality, yet their various honorific name rankings within Tai Xu Illusion were far inferior.

But despite this, being able to stand out among so many Tai Xu walkers and seize Blessed Land rankings certainly meant being a master among masters.

Even with their power performance not necessarily fully released within Tai Xu Illusion, they could all be called "strong gods descending"!

Being able to break into the top ten was especially so.

Ling Yue's name, within Tai Xu Illusion, how could it not be thunderous?

In comparison, the Blessed Land rankings of the Hong Meng Three Sword Guests were much lower. They were accustomed to taking advantage. Especially not daring to expose their real identities, there were quite a few restrictions in combat, only fearing that they would reveal features of their master's inheritance.

For example, Jia Fu Gui, in order to secure Blessed Land rankings and give Jing Country cultivators more Blessed Land resources, absolutely could not place his card on his head or neck, because if he did, not many people from Jing Country could climb up.

He placed his card on his knee, occupying Blessed Land Fifty-nine, Zhang Gong Cave, leisurely controlling the combat rhythm every month. Facing challengers from outside Jing Country, he would "fight hard and win," and facing challengers from Jing Country, he would "regrettably lose narrowly."

Things were actually done very covertly.

If someone hadn't discovered that people much weaker than himself had climbed up and written a report letter, this matter would not have reached Jiang Wang's eyes.

"What exactly is this Chu Hao Xue's background?" The crowd whispered noisily, extremely shocked: "With one shout, two Blessed Land masters appeared!"

Someone discussed in shock: "Even Yu Que's illegitimate son is only like this, right?"

Another person refuted: "What nonsense? True Monarch Yu has so many illegitimate children, can he manage them all?"

Boom rumble!

The third Blessed Land door descended.

All the noisy voices were crushed; the entire long street was as silent as cicadas in winter!

People could only exchange shocked glances.

A man with a fierce face pushed open the door and walked out. His posture was cold and solemn, and his eyes were extremely sharp. Without speaking, his gaze seemed like a knife carving on his face. His honorific name also showed above his head—

"Blessed Land Fourth, Dong Xian Source—Zhu Bu Shu."

He was, of course, the second woodcutter of Bai Yu Jing, the one who used a pole of firewood to break everything.

Originally, the Bai Yu Jing group responded to Elder Jiang's call and entered Tai Xu Illusion together to construct Tai Xu. He originally planned to call himself "Zhu Bu Shu," but later everyone said it was too obvious and told him to change it. Thus, he got this cold name.

Zhu Bu Shu's expression was cold and cruel, his posture silent, and his momentum sharp.

The surrounding crowd... was numb.

"Even a Blessed Land master ranked fourth is summoned, which country's crown prince is this? This is too grand!"

"My heavens, Zhao Tie Zhu has really hit an iron plate this time. Nan Gong Ao Tian, Ling Yue, Zhu Bu Shu—"

But before the shocked voices could finish, another Blessed Land door opened!

This Blessed Land door had an extremely prominent difference. The other Blessed Land doors were all ancient stone doors, their appearances basically consistent, only differing in the details of their inscriptions. This one, however, had an immortal golden color, bringing eternal glory. It was like the door of a great palace, opening here with a boom.

And walking out from inside the palace was a woman wearing a magnificent robe with nine phoenixes. She said not a single word, just stood there, her majesty fully displayed. A golden honorific name flashed above her head, and the entire Hong Meng space echoed with that indifferent, high, and distant announcement—

"Blessed Land First, Di Lung Mountain—Huang Liang! Arrives in Hong Meng!"

The spectators looked at each other.

The spectators' hearts surged.

The spectators were simply unable to control their emotions.

The infamous Hong Meng Three Sword Guests, the domineering Zhao Tie Zhu, as usual today, randomly provoked a passerby for entertainment. He provoked a rookie, a young man who had just come out of the village, but the result was kicking an iron wall!

Blessed Land forty-four, tenth, fourth, and first, all appearing together, came out for Chu Hao Xue.

What kind of refreshing feeling was this, what kind of great pleasure!

Until this moment, only a heroic woman, bringing Chu Hao Xue, walked into the Hong Meng space: "Did you hear clearly? Zhao Tie Zhu said that even Elder Jiang could only eat fart in front of him?"

Chu Hao Xue nodded forcefully: "Aunt, I heard it clearly!"

Someone in the crowd hissed.

Beside him, a squint-eyed man with a garlic nose, a spectator watching with relish, immediately asked: "Brother, does this person also have a background?"

They had just shared a table and drunk wine together, so they knew each other's names. The passerby who just hissed didn't hide anything and said directly: "I recognize her, Xi Men Hao Kan. I lost to her before in the Tai Xu Four Symbols cultivator honorific name competition."

Being able to compete for the honorific name of a Tai Xu Four Symbols cultivator meant this passerby was also not simple.

But the squint-eyed man didn't seem to care, only cracked open his buck-toothed mouth and laughed: "Xi Men Hao Kan? That name is too strange, isn't it?"

"You're still called Dou Xiao Er, isn't that strange?" The passerby said: "Haven't you noticed? They are obviously from the same place. There's also a Nan Gong Ao Tian over there."

The squint-eyed man chuckled twice: "That's true!"

Since becoming a True Master of Dou Zhao Cave, he rarely appeared in Tai Xu Illusion, and when he did, he rarely acted arrogant, because no matter how he acted, no one would believe that Dou Xiao Er was Dou Zhao. That person was already a contemporary True Man, an Elder of Tai Xu!

He didn't care about Blessed Land rankings. He just buried himself in hard training, only seeking to come first later.

He had already opened the twenty-third heaven of his spine, only one step away from the twenty-fourth heaven of a Cave True, but he didn't dare to rush this step. The twenty-fourth heaven was absolutely not the endpoint he wanted. His goal had always been to make Dou Zhao truly become Dou Xiao Er, so he was stable and steady. Having achieved this today with great difficulty, the first thing he wanted to do was let Dou Xiao Er re-enter the Jianghu and reappear in Tai Xu Illusion.

Hearing that demons and ghosts were rampant in the Hong Meng space, he came to find trouble. He didn't expect there would still be fun to watch; it also counted as cultivating his sentiment!

Over there, Nan Gong Ao Tian looked down in all directions: "Where is Zhao Tie Zhu? Wasn't he very fierce? Why does he only bully little friends and hide when he sees adults? Which river turtle is it, that knows how to shrink its head like this!"

The crowd responded with laughter: "He ran away early!"

A burst of booming laughter.

The Hong Meng Three Sword Guests were cheap, but they weren't cowardly. This time they shrank their heads, which inevitably made everyone happy.

But there were also people who stood up for him: "Zhao Tie Zhu is not a shrinking coward. He should have matters in reality and temporarily left Tai Xu Illusion to handle them."

The crowd followed the voice and saw an extremely tall man wearing a cast iron mask.

Wearing a mask in Tai Xu Illusion was indeed a bit like dropping one's pants to fart – unnecessarily rare.

Nan Gong Ao Tian then asked: "How can you tell?"

This person's voice was very serious, like reporting a military situation: "With Zhao Tie Zhu's style, even if he can't win, he will stand up and fiercely scold, not hide.

He paused and continued: "Just now, when you, Nan Gong Ao Tian, arrived, I wrote a letter asking Zhao Tie Zhu to come back to this street, saying I had something to find him. He didn't reply. I then initiated a sword platform challenge to him. He also had no reaction on his side, but usually, he'd accept and fight. So I determined that he is definitely not within Tai Xu Illusion at this moment, otherwise, it wouldn't be like this."

Being able to communicate with Zhao Tie Zhu and even spar on the sword platform naturally meant he was also not an idle person.

Nan Gong Ao Tian looked at him: "Are you all friends?"

"Not exactly, we've just fought a few times." This person, although serious, was also watching the show. He raised a hand and pointed, and his virtually suspended honorific name also appeared—

"Blessed Land Third, Xian Ka Mountain—Wang Tian Fu."

As the occupier of the third Blessed Land, his arrival in Hong Meng space should have been accompanied by a matching ancient bronze door and a grand announcement, but he closed it in advance to watch the show.

The surrounding masses were already numb.

How many people were acting in this play, how many people were watching, and how many masters were on and off the stage? Was today a gathering of masters?

Over there, Zhu Bu Shu looked over: "We haven't fought yet, shall we spar one match?"

Wang Tian Fu waved his hand: "Next time. I'm waiting for someone in reality. I just casually came to Hong Meng space to watch the excitement."

If someone else said "next time," it would definitely mean no next meeting. But he gave people a sense of a fixed time that would certainly be realized. Thus, he pushed open the ancient bronze door and left here.

More and more walkers gathered on the long street, all eager to watch a big show, but unfortunately, Zhao Tie Zhu was nowhere to be found, making people sigh. Those who knew Zhao Tie Zhu scrambled to write flying cranes to him, enthusiastically inviting him back, but the private messages all sank into the sea.

"Those who know Zhao Tie Zhu, please help me pass a message to him." The Blessed Land First, named 'Huang Liang', spoke after surveying the area: "Scolding people behind their backs is not courageous, and bullying little friends is even worse. I don't care who he is in reality, and I don't care what friends he has in Tai Xu Illusion—whether in reality or within Tai Xu Illusion, I will hit him every time I see him. Until he apologizes, this sentence will not end."

Chu Hao Xue stood there, feeling completely safe, but more so, envious. He also wished he could be so imposing one day. To strut around in the capital like a master general was something he didn't dare to think about. But if he could be as dominant as Aunt Qu in Hong Meng space, that would also be extremely glorious!

Nan Gong Ao Tian smiled: "I wonder what kind of matter Zhao Tie Zhu encountered in reality, so lucky that he wasn't blocked by us—could he have really encountered Elder Jiang?"

Xi Men Hao Kan glanced at him: "You are truly benevolent."

By the way, the naming format of Nan Gong and Xi Men within Bai Yu Jing was proposed by Manager Bai. He also suggested that Zhu Wei Wo be called Dong Fang Ni Tian in Tai Xu Illusion, which Zhu Wei Wo mercilessly refused.

Bringing Wan Yan Xiong Lue's letter, Jiang Wang crossed the North Domain. Flying from Mu Country to Jing Country, he did not take the official post road. He flew along the death line, one side full of vitality, the other bleak and dead silent.

There was no more genuine feeling than this.

This was such a long dividing line, it coldly cut open this corner of the present world with an abnormally cruel pen.

The division between life and death, the opposition between civilization and desolation, the conflict between order and chaos.

It was too clear, perhaps also too heavy. How much blood-colored sand was piled up, how many rotting corpses lay on the green grass!

The Jing-Mu allied army had been here for several thousand years.

Even before the two countries of Jing and Mu were born, the human race had been garrisoned here for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years.

Tracing back to more ancient times, the war between humans and demons had already begun in antiquity. And with the end of the demonic tide, the curtain of antiquity fell.

Demons have never been completely eradicated.

Although the ancient Human Emperors were dead, although the human race sacrificed millions for this, and the human race struggled for this for eons—the demons always ended up "drying up."

Hungrily gazing at the human world.

For several thousand years, no matter how much discord there was between Jing and Mu, no matter how the external situation changed, the two countries did not dare to lightly abandon the defense of this death line.

That year, the true demise of Yang Country was marked by the last emperor withdrawing the defense of the sea border.

When Ba Country abandoned its duty, the world ostracized it together.

Mu Country had many grasslands, Jing Country had many hills. When the vast and boundless green was cut by scattered cold and hard military forts, Jing Country had just arrived.

At this moment, the general commanding the border wilderness military in Jing Country's border wilderness was precisely the Great General of the Ying Yang Guard, the famous Zhong Shan Yan Wen.

His fame might be much greater than Wan Yan Xiong Lue's. Such a strong army as the Ying Yang Guard was something even Wu Tu Lu could not surpass.

Jing Country had six protectors, seven guards, and thirteen armies. Their strength was uneven. The strongest could be compared to Tian Fu, Dou E, and Ge Lu, while the weakest were only at the bottom of the world's strong armies.

The Ying Yang Guard ranked among the front of the thirteen armies.

That year, King Chang Le, later Emperor Jing Cheng, Tang Xiang Yuan, joined hands with the five surnames to eliminate the powerful minister He Chong Hua and exterminate three parts of the He Clan. Zhong Shan was precisely one of the five surnames.

Compared to the five surnames of Zhong Shan, Mu Rong, Cao, Jiang, and Zhong, the others among the thirteen armies were all "later appearances."

Elder Jiang brought Wan Yan Xiong Lue's letter, and Zhong Shan Yan Wen personally walked out of the commander's tent to welcome him with the ceremony for a central army.

Jing Country's military appearance was indeed strict, and the Ying Yang Guard was especially elite. One could see the banners waving, spears like a forest, soldiers lined up, and military might filling the sky.

Zhong Shan Yan Wen appeared to be just a thin old man on the outside, but between his actions, one could see the spirit of a dragon and a tiger.

Although he only wore casual clothes and walked calmly, he seemed to bring with him the sweeping dark clouds.

This was not a simple True Man; he was a contemporary top-level True Man who could derive the Dao at any time and would certainly derive the Dao before Shen Xiao!

He faced Jiang Wang with a kind smile, as if they had known each other for many years.

"Come, Wei Sun—" he beckoned: "Come and greet True Man Jiang."

Thanks to book friend Hong Huang Zhi Li Mi Man for becoming the alliance master of this book. This is the 707th alliance for Chi Xin Xun Tian!