Yan Ling let out a loud scream, her face flushing red with embarrassment, before turning around and dashing out of the castle.
Qi Bei touched his lips where Yan Ling had left two rows of marks after biting him, and he couldn’t help but smile helplessly, thinking to himself, ‘What is going on here? She clearly molested me, but it looks like I did something to her instead.’
“Even if you run away, at least answer the question before you go,” he said to Yan Ling’s back as she ran away.
“Did you bully the pretty little elf again, Young Master?” Huan Ying walked in at that moment, her voice carrying a playful tone as she smiled at Qi Bei.
“Well, first I bullied her, then she bullied me,” Qi Bei said.
“I don’t believe it. How could she bully you, Young Master…” Huan Ying shook her little head. In her eyes, as long as a beautiful woman appeared around Qi Bei, she would inevitably be bullied.
“Well, let me demonstrate it to you, then,” Qi Bei smirked and suddenly hugged Huan Ying, kissing her on the lips.
………
The news of establishment of the Divine Dragon Army in West Spirit City spread through various channels to all corners of the world.
Of course, the Nord family and Emperor Han Mo of the Golden Leaf Empire were the most concerned about the matter of West Spirit City.
Kurt Nord half-closed his eyes, listening to the various complaints about Qi Bei from the elders of the family council, as if he was about to fall asleep.
“Patriarch, Qi Bei is too unruly. He wiped out the reputation of the Black Armored Army and established the Divine Dragon Army, which is clearly not taking the Nord family seriously.”
“Yes, Patriarch. He now controls West Spirit City and should make contributions to the family. Even if he does not turn in his profits, he should still promote the Nord family’s reputation. But he established the Divine Dragon Army, wiped out the Nord family crest, and clearly had intentions to separate from the family.”
The remaining elders also voiced their concerns with similar opinions. They were all unhappy with Qi Bei’s establishment of the Divine Dragon Army. While there was nothing inherently wrong with him forming his own army, the crucial issue was that he had wiped out the crest of the Nord family, which was unacceptable to them.
However, this group of elders had talked so much that their mouths were dry, but the Patriarch, Kurt Nord still looked half-asleep.
Finally, the room fell silent.
“Is that everything? If so, let’s end this meeting. Tomorrow, have the commander in the west send a warning letter to the Bimon tribe on behalf of our Nord family,” Kurt said hoarsely, shaking as he stood up with his cane and walked out.
The group of elders stiffened. They had talked so much, but the Patriarch didn’t seem to have heard anything they said.
Kurt arrived at the ancestral temple of the family, facing rows of ancestral tablets like petrified statues.
“Qi Bei, this child, has not disappointed me.” After a long time, he sighed softly.
The dim light shone on Kurt’s wrinkled face, making it look peaceful.
Meanwhile, inside the palace, Emperor Han Mo had been staring at the intelligence report on West Spirit City for a long time.
“This kid has ambition, and seems unwilling to be controlled by the Nord family,” Emperor Han Mo muttered to himself, his deep gaze flickering as if he wanted to see through the dense fog and uncover the truth.
“If that’s the case, perhaps he can be of use to me, and turn against the Nord family. It’s worth paying some price for that.” he thought, his eyebrows furrowed as he pondered the feasibility of this idea.
After a while, Emperor Han Mo seemed to have made a decision and said, “Bring the Marquis of Lanling to the palace.”
………
West Spirit City, backyard of the City Lord’s Mansion.
Qi Bei once again came to the creek which was covered with the Goths’ tent that could block out aura. His extreme yang energy had merged with the extreme yin energy in Huan Yings’s body, and he had broken through to the second level of the Divine Dragon Art. However, he felt that achieving the second transformation of Divine Dragon would not be possible for now. His extreme yang energy temporarily had no possibility of transforming into extreme yang fire. Although his internal energy had greatly increased, he felt that he lacked an opportunity.
Perhaps returning to the underground ancient battlefield would be a good choice, and he could also get some Netherworld Beads for emergencies.
Qi Bei entered the tent and used the Ghost Escape Technique to enter the underground through the spring once again.
This time, Qi Bei found his way to the underground ancient battlefield with ease.
The ancient battlefield remained shrouded in a haunting aura, but unlike the Undead Mountain Range, it was also permeated with a potent sense of bloodlust. It was the kind of killing intent that could only accumulate over tens of thousands of years after the most savage and merciless wars and never dissipate.
Although Qi Bei had been here before, he still did not dare to be careless. In a place like this, who knew what sudden changes could occur? Any carelessness could lead to a life-threatening situation.
A group of low-level ghosts rushed towards him, seeking out the living. Qi Bei instantly twisted them into strands of light smoke, leaving behind three low-level Netherworld Beads.
Now, for Qi Bei, one Netherworld Bead was equivalent to an undead soldier. He collected them all in his spatial ring.
He continued forward without paying attention to the countless ordinary-looking bones scattered around him, which were of little value to him.
Soon, he arrived at the place where he had retreated before.
As soon as he took a step forward, the same invisible pressure layer appeared, blocking his way.
With every step he took, the pressure increased instantly, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Simultaneously, the pressure caused his internal energy to boil. If it wasn’t for previously being with Huan Ying and borrowing the extreme yin energy from her body to balance out his extreme yang energy, his yang energy would have turned into extreme yang fire after taking a few more steps.
But now, Qi Bei had no worries. Even if his internal energy was as turbulent as a volcanic eruption, he was determined to move forward and see what the golden light ahead was.
Qi Bei’s fists were tightly clenched as he advanced step by step, his body radiating a golden glow that seemed to weigh heavily on him like a mountain. Despite this, he pressed forward with great determination.
With every step, the ground was marked by a deep imprint and the air was rent by a sound akin to cloth tearing.
After a hundred steps, Qi Bei felt exhausted, and the resistance ahead had increased a hundredfold, he was at the end of his strength.
At this moment, one of Qi Bei’s feet had already taken half a step forward, but no matter what, he couldn’t take that half step anymore.
The veins on Qi Bei’s forehead were exposed, his eyes were golden, and the bones all over his body were cracking. He had taken half a step, and no matter what, he had to complete that whole step before anything else.
That invisible layer of pressure seemed to sense Qi Bei’s determination and the resistance became even greater, as if countless hands were pulling on every part of his body, not allowing him to move forward even an inch.
Qi Bei’s facial muscles trembled and suddenly, he let out a roar, his entire body radiating a golden glow, as if he was a wedge gradually driving into the layer of pressure.
With a light “pop” sound, as if squeezing out of a bubble, the pressure all over Qi Bei’s body suddenly lightened, and he stumbled forward, sat down exhausted, and felt a little dizzy.
But at this moment, all the hairs on Qi Bei’s body stood up like needles. A cold air current rushed up from his tailbone and went straight to his neck.
Yan Ling let out a loud scream, her face flushing red with embarrassment, before turning around and dashing out of the castle.
Qi Bei touched his lips where Yan Ling had left two rows of marks after biting him, and he couldn’t help but smile helplessly, thinking to himself, ‘What is going on here? She clearly molested me, but it looks like I did something to her instead.’
“Even if you run away, at least answer the question before you go,” he said to Yan Ling’s back as she ran away.
“Did you bully the pretty little elf again, Young Master?” Huan Ying walked in at that moment, her voice carrying a playful tone as she smiled at Qi Bei.
“Well, first I bullied her, then she bullied me,” Qi Bei said.
“I don’t believe it. How could she bully you, Young Master…” Huan Ying shook her little head. In her eyes, as long as a beautiful woman appeared around Qi Bei, she would inevitably be bullied.
“Well, let me demonstrate it to you, then,” Qi Bei smirked and suddenly hugged Huan Ying, kissing her on the lips.
………
The news of establishment of the Divine Dragon Army in West Spirit City spread through various channels to all corners of the world.
Of course, the Nord family and Emperor Han Mo of the Golden Leaf Empire were the most concerned about the matter of West Spirit City.
Kurt Nord half-closed his eyes, listening to the various complaints about Qi Bei from the elders of the family council, as if he was about to fall asleep.
“Patriarch, Qi Bei is too unruly. He wiped out the reputation of the Black Armored Army and established the Divine Dragon Army, which is clearly not taking the Nord family seriously.”
“Yes, Patriarch. He now controls West Spirit City and should make contributions to the family. Even if he does not turn in his profits, he should still promote the Nord family’s reputation. But he established the Divine Dragon Army, wiped out the Nord family crest, and clearly had intentions to separate from the family.”
The remaining elders also voiced their concerns with similar opinions. They were all unhappy with Qi Bei’s establishment of the Divine Dragon Army. While there was nothing inherently wrong with him forming his own army, the crucial issue was that he had wiped out the crest of the Nord family, which was unacceptable to them.
However, this group of elders had talked so much that their mouths were dry, but the Patriarch, Kurt Nord still looked half-asleep.
Finally, the room fell silent.
“Is that everything? If so, let’s end this meeting. Tomorrow, have the commander in the west send a warning letter to the Bimon tribe on behalf of our Nord family,” Kurt said hoarsely, shaking as he stood up with his cane and walked out.
The group of elders stiffened. They had talked so much, but the Patriarch didn’t seem to have heard anything they said.
Kurt arrived at the ancestral temple of the family, facing rows of ancestral tablets like petrified statues.
“Qi Bei, this child, has not disappointed me.” After a long time, he sighed softly.
The dim light shone on Kurt’s wrinkled face, making it look peaceful.
Meanwhile, inside the palace, Emperor Han Mo had been staring at the intelligence report on West Spirit City for a long time.
“This kid has ambition, and seems unwilling to be controlled by the Nord family,” Emperor Han Mo muttered to himself, his deep gaze flickering as if he wanted to see through the dense fog and uncover the truth.
“If that’s the case, perhaps he can be of use to me, and turn against the Nord family. It’s worth paying some price for that.” he thought, his eyebrows furrowed as he pondered the feasibility of this idea.
After a while, Emperor Han Mo seemed to have made a decision and said, “Bring the Marquis of Lanling to the palace.”
………
West Spirit City, backyard of the City Lord’s Mansion.
Qi Bei once again came to the creek which was covered with the Goths’ tent that could block out aura. His extreme yang energy had merged with the extreme yin energy in Huan Yings’s body, and he had broken through to the second level of the Divine Dragon Art. However, he felt that achieving the second transformation of Divine Dragon would not be possible for now. His extreme yang energy temporarily had no possibility of transforming into extreme yang fire. Although his internal energy had greatly increased, he felt that he lacked an opportunity.
Perhaps returning to the underground ancient battlefield would be a good choice, and he could also get some Netherworld Beads for emergencies.
Qi Bei entered the tent and used the Ghost Escape Technique to enter the underground through the spring once again.
This time, Qi Bei found his way to the underground ancient battlefield with ease.
The ancient battlefield remained shrouded in a haunting aura, but unlike the Undead Mountain Range, it was also permeated with a potent sense of bloodlust. It was the kind of killing intent that could only accumulate over tens of thousands of years after the most savage and merciless wars and never dissipate.
Although Qi Bei had been here before, he still did not dare to be careless. In a place like this, who knew what sudden changes could occur? Any carelessness could lead to a life-threatening situation.
A group of low-level ghosts rushed towards him, seeking out the living. Qi Bei instantly twisted them into strands of light smoke, leaving behind three low-level Netherworld Beads.
Now, for Qi Bei, one Netherworld Bead was equivalent to an undead soldier. He collected them all in his spatial ring.
He continued forward without paying attention to the countless ordinary-looking bones scattered around him, which were of little value to him.
Soon, he arrived at the place where he had retreated before.
As soon as he took a step forward, the same invisible pressure layer appeared, blocking his way.
With every step he took, the pressure increased instantly, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Simultaneously, the pressure caused his internal energy to boil. If it wasn’t for previously being with Huan Ying and borrowing the extreme yin energy from her body to balance out his extreme yang energy, his yang energy would have turned into extreme yang fire after taking a few more steps.
But now, Qi Bei had no worries. Even if his internal energy was as turbulent as a volcanic eruption, he was determined to move forward and see what the golden light ahead was.
Qi Bei’s fists were tightly clenched as he advanced step by step, his body radiating a golden glow that seemed to weigh heavily on him like a mountain. Despite this, he pressed forward with great determination.
With every step, the ground was marked by a deep imprint and the air was rent by a sound akin to cloth tearing.
After a hundred steps, Qi Bei felt exhausted, and the resistance ahead had increased a hundredfold, he was at the end of his strength.
At this moment, one of Qi Bei’s feet had already taken half a step forward, but no matter what, he couldn’t take that half step anymore.
The veins on Qi Bei’s forehead were exposed, his eyes were golden, and the bones all over his body were cracking. He had taken half a step, and no matter what, he had to complete that whole step before anything else.
That invisible layer of pressure seemed to sense Qi Bei’s determination and the resistance became even greater, as if countless hands were pulling on every part of his body, not allowing him to move forward even an inch.
Qi Bei’s facial muscles trembled and suddenly, he let out a roar, his entire body radiating a golden glow, as if he was a wedge gradually driving into the layer of pressure.
With a light “pop” sound, as if squeezing out of a bubble, the pressure all over Qi Bei’s body suddenly lightened, and he stumbled forward, sat down exhausted, and felt a little dizzy.
But at this moment, all the hairs on Qi Bei’s body stood up like needles. A cold air current rushed up from his tailbone and went straight to his neck.
