《Wizard's Advent》


 The Art of Manliness

    "It''s been three whole years. Know what I''ve lost in three years?"


    "Seven hundred million dollars! For three years I stopped all business and stayed with you here in the mountains. Finally ask your old man, are you willing to share your ability with me?"


    A scalpel with a silver pattern cut a deep bloody groove in a still slightly humanoid flesh. The bloodied flesh flopped neatly to the sides from the tension.


    "Delusion!"


    The man smiled slightly without any concern, "I didn''t realize that you could still spit out words so clearly." Between the words, three more open cracks appeared on the old man who had been nailed to the stone wall of the cave with a silver nail through his lute bone.


    The scalpel was in the man''s steady hand without a single tremor. His spirit was completely attached to the knife in his hand, like he was performing the most delicate carving. The human body nailed to the stone wall was no longer silent, only twitching with the sliding of the scalpel, signaling that he was still a person with vitality and not a corpse.


    The upper half of the old man''s body had been densely slashed by the scalpel, deep, shallow, long and short, combining to become a picture with a colorful writing. Blood and broken flesh stained the large area of land under the old man''s feet.


    "Old man. Since ten years ago, when I learned that people like you existed in this world, how upset and shocked I was inside? Your existence has made all the violent techniques that exist in this world a joke; fighting, shooting, and even missiles are all jokes to you right?"


    The man stood up and admired his creation, adding a few more cuts where it fell short, and continued, "I always thought that the black power I''ve worked half my life to build was at the top of human violence, and that''s all so ridiculous to you guys, right?"


    The man was obviously very satisfied with the creation of the old man''s upper body, and his gaze turned to his lower body, "Heir to the oldest line of sorcerers in China, why don''t you disclose your secret to me? That way you can suffer less, just like your two friends."


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    The old man snapped open his narrow eyes as if he wanted to kill the man in front of him with these bloodshot eyes, the man gently waved his hand to gouge out one of the old man''s eyeballs, "Truly some tough humans, to remain quiet and not interfere with my creations despite such injuries." The man continued to speak to himself nonchalantly like a friend chatting.


    The man did not notice that the large amount of blood flowing out of the old man''s body was flowing vaguely on the ground, a thread coalescing and interlacing to form a bizarre and poignant pattern that seemed to be competing with the man''s work under the scalpel.


    "Was it Dustless Son and Ding Lie who betrayed me?" The man was not surprised that the old man suddenly spoke, and the scalpel in his hand did not even appear to pause as the old man spoke.


    "It''s hard for you too, speaking for the fifth time in three years, I guess you think you''re ready." A strand of eerie refinement flashed across the old man''s one remaining one eye, "You knew?"


    The man didn''t answer, "Dustless and Ding Lie are much more cooperative than you, I only lived with them for a year before I sent them away. Unfortunately, in their eyes, you are stronger than them, so I sought you out. You are stronger than them, and I lived with you for three years, but you didn''t tell me a single thing I wanted to know."


    "Hahaha ......" The old man''s laughter like the sad cry of a night lord rang through the cave, "Know what a witch is?" The man looked at his left thigh and said regretfully, "Any artistic endeavor needs to keep a normal heart, this picture is ruined."


    The man used a scalpel, and nodded at the eerie pattern that had long ago formed on the ground, "That''s incredible, is that a witch? The consequences of not stopping your bleeding today?"


    The blood from the old man''s body drained perversely fast into the pattern on the ground, "Fierce Sorcery - Banishment" the old man''s mournful voice echoed through the cave. The old man who was losing all his blood and flesh was like a skeleton, with light green flames coming out of his eyes.


    "Sorcery is bizarre, Dustless Son was right." The man stood in the center of the blood formation and muttered to himself.


    "Bang ............" the old man, whose brain was full of smugness, was blown halfway out of his body by a powerful anti-material gun, "Modern tools of violence, in certain circumstances are no joke." The man thought as he did.


    The pattern that was replenished with a large amount of blood did not stop after the old man''s death as the man thought. Instead, a faint mist of blood was emitted, wrapping the man in it, and the man standing in the blood pattern began to melt from his lower limbs into black-red blood water that merged with the blood that was rapidly leaping in the pattern.


    As the pattern opened and closed, a muffled sound was heard, a powerful energy raged, the cave was filled in, and the mountain sank burying everything.


    The man''s last remaining realization in this world "Miscalculation."

 Chapter 1 - Pilgrimage of the Soul

    Inside the back garden of the Golden Empire''s Sikong mansion, Sikong War carefully assisted his pregnant wife.


    "I say, you deadbeat let go a little, how can you let me water the flowers like this." With a bitter face, Sikong War relaxed his big hand around his wife''s waist a bit and begged, "My auntie, you are now the key protection object within the family. If the old master knows that I let you run to the back garden to do the work of the servants, he will kill me. Auntie let''s go back to our room."


    Sikong War''s wife, Song Ziyan, completely ignored her husband who was beside her with an anxious face and leisurely carried a small pot to water the blooming flowers around her. A few moments later, Song Ziyan placed the empty pot on the ground and looked at her husband who was carefully embracing her with a giggle, "Go sit in the pavilion somewhere."


    In the pavilion, Sikong War held a gold silk handkerchief and gently wiped the fine beads of sweat on his beloved wife''s forehead. "I say, has the old man settled on a name for the child?" Sikong War nodded his head excitedly as he heard his wife''s inquiry, "The old master was overjoyed when he heard the news of your pregnancy. Off the top of his head, he said the child''s name, Sikong Haoxuan. I''m afraid, the old master didn''t come up with this name for more than a day or two."


    Song Ziyan took her husband''s hand and joyfully said, "Good name."


    Lightly embracing his beloved woman, Sikong War softly said, "Zi Yan, what do you think our child is doing right now, can he hear our conversation? ......"


    "Have I really changed back to an unborn baby?" The man''s consciousness was stunned for a moment. Subconsciously, he searched for the cause in his memory, not wanting to remember a million times more information in his memory, and the violent impact caused the man''s consciousness to pass out.


    After a long time, the baby''s consciousness laughed out loud in his mother''s abdomen, "Old man, you didn''t expect it. I actually fused your consciousness and bloodline. And you, the only bloodline of the ancient great sorcerer has completely disappeared. I''m going to start a brand new life, and will no longer be a mole in the eyes of your kind. My name is Sikong Haoxuan!"


    The Ancient Sorcery - Psychic, a sorcery that could only be performed with the bloodline of an Ancient Great Sorcerer was surprisingly formed under Sikong Haoxuan''s weak soul power. It was a good thing that the baby was connected to the mother''s bloodline, otherwise, Sikong Haoxuan would have suffered a backlash if he had taken the risk of performing this sorcery.


    With the connection of souls, memories were no longer a secret in the depths of consciousness, and although the fusion of memories was a rather lengthy process, Sikong Haoxuan still vaguely saw an exciting world from the fragmented pieces of memories. "It is truly something to look forward to, a strange world where strong people abound."


    Sikong Haoxuan was greatly amazed at the new world while being shocked by the entire knowledge of sorcery in his memories, "I didn''t expect that Ancient Sorcery was such a huge and complex cluster of knowledge that it contained systems of astronomy, geography, calendars, arts and arithmetic, military, history, music and dance, medicines, arts and crafts, and souls, among others. No wonder it has only been passed down in a single lineage for thousands of years, only the transfer of memories is possible to carry on the entire system of sorcery, and I''m afraid that complete understanding and utilization is impossible for individuals."


    Within the Matrix that had no concept of time, Sikong Haoxuan did not know how much time had passed. He had finally summarized and categorized the unimaginable knowledge that he had spent ten years in his previous life, digging out from the hands of three characters with powerful abilities.


    What he had gotten from Dustless Son and Ding Lie could only be considered a drop of water in the ocean compared to the entire sorcery system.


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    Sikong Haoxuan completely gave up on the various illusory methods of cultivation to immortality that he had received from Wu Duanzi, as he was unable to comprehend them.


    He chose the "Spirit Gathering" method which was relatively simple and easy to understand to start practicing. Funny enough, Sikong Haoxuan''s fundamental reason for choosing "Spirit Gathering" was: "It is suitable for cultivation from a young age, the younger the better." Little did he realize that it was such a simple technique that laid the foundation for a sorcery that no one had ever practiced before.


    The "Reincarnation Mind Technique" was a technique that Sikong Haoxuan had obtained from Ding Lie, and he had only dug out such a small amount of things from Ding Lie''s place. The good thing was that this heart method had a relatively detailed cultivation method, which was very suitable for a rookie like him to cultivate.


    Regarding the sorcery that most tantalized Sikong Haoxuan, he clearly knew that he was just an ordinary person. If he lost himself in the face of a huge system of sorcery, he would definitely not end up well. An ordinary person''s ability to learn was limited, and pouring their entire life into it, they could only achieve great accomplishments in one area.


    For a figure who was almost at the top of the underworld in his previous life, there was only momentary hesitation and regret in the face of the great temptation to choose. Choosing only the ancient sorcery soul lineage, supplemented by the reincarnation mind method was that he did not want his body to be as fragile as most sorcerers.


    "Spirit Gathering" was originally used by Daoist disciples to build their foundations, and its main function was to gather spiritual qi from the void. However, for Sikong Xuan, who still existed within the mother''s body, there was no way to gather external spiritual qi. However, the precious innate spiritual qi in the placenta of the mother''s body was gathered within Sikong Haoxuan''s body under the effect of the "Spirit Gathering" technique.


    This kind of innate spiritual qi, this kind of innate treasure in the eyes of a cultivator, was unexpectedly gathered by Sikong Haoxuan in his body. Surprisingly, Sikong Haoxuan had converted it into "Reincarnation True Qi" under the effect of the Reincarnation Mind Technique. This kind of spoilage, can be considered unprecedented and certainly no one will come after.


    Under the mysterious soul sorcery, a part of the innate spiritual qi actually fused with Sikong Haoxuan''s soul, and also had a mysterious connection with the reincarnation heart method. When he was born the power of his soul would be unimaginable. Between gain and loss, there is a heavenly determination.


    Sikong Haoxuan, as usual, concentrated on practicing the Reincarnation Heart Method in the mother''s body, he found that in the process of practicing the Reincarnation Heart Method, his soul power was also slowly improving, this discovery made Sikong Haoxuan extremely happy, this kind of improvement was even purer than the one he remembered, which was improved by ingesting the souls of living creatures.


    The mother''s abdomen produced a strong writhing, and Sikong Haoxuan knew that he was about to be born. He was busy using his soul power to pacify the mother body, causing it to reduce the pain generated during the birthing process.


    "Battle Child, it''s not quite right. How could the room be so quiet." The head of the Sikong Family, Sikong Buqun stared uneasily at the door of his daughter-in-law''s room.


    Sikong War was filled with anxiety as he waved his hand to an attendant in the courtyard, "Go in and see what''s going on."


    The maid quickly came out and took the initiative to report to Sikong Buqun and Sikong War, only her tone was a bit stuttered, "Family Master, Master, there is no problem with the Lady''s labor. Priestess Su said that everything is normal with Madam''s body. It''s just ...... just ......"


    "Just what!?" Sikong War rudely interrupted the maid''s stuttering words.


    The poor maid was startled and said extremely quickly, "It''s just that the Lady fell asleep ......"


    "What!" Sikong Buqun and Sikong War were a bit dazed, although they had no connection to childbirth, they had never eaten pork and had seen many pigs run. They had yet to hear of a pregnant woman being able to fall asleep during childbirth.


    "Haha ......" Sikong Buqun laughed out loud, "A good sign, a baby that doesn''t bring pain to the mother, I can''t wait for it somewhat." Just as the old man''s voice fell, a clear, loud baby cry traveled from the room to the courtyard.


    As the baby cried, the souls of the creatures within a hundred mile radius of the Imperial Capital could not help but tremble. However, no one cared about this momentary trembling of the soul, as the entirety of the Sikong Residence was silent in the joy of a newborn''s arrival.


    If an ancient great wizard existed at this moment, he would have been shocked to death, "An innate soul pilgrimage!"

 Chapter 2 The Secret of Cultivation

    The courtyard Sikong war is still giggling, the old man Sikong Buqun has long rushed into the room, holding the newborn baby dancing, mouth from time to time muttered "Sikong Haoxuan, Sikong Haoxuan ......" Sikong war reacted, hastily snatched into the room, looked at the peacefully sleep He looked at his wife, who was sleeping peacefully and unhurt, and set his sights on the newly born Sikong Haoxuan, surprisingly starting a battle with his father for the baby.


    The few people in the room seemed to be able to sense the joy of these two masters and no one bothered them. The maidservant gently covered Song Ziyan with a blanket and exited the room. "Father, give me a hug, I''m the child''s real father!" Obviously Sikong War couldn''t snatch the old man and started to use verbal offense. "Hmph, you rough man, how can you hug a child. I''m the child''s own grandfather, why do you have a problem with me hugging?"


    Sikong War obviously stifled his language, and had to take which of his large stubble covered face to stick Sikong Haoxuan''s cute little face through the old master''s arm. Sikong Haoxuan was depressed enough in his heart, being a godfather-level figure, he was being tossed around by these two crazy people.


    The most detestable thing is, that old man with white hair, even grabbed his own small little brother, laughed loudly. The baby''s cries were even louder, and the old man''s laughter went up to the sky.


    Unlike the joy in the inner courtyard, the outer courtyard was filled with people waiting for news. "Second brother, do you think mother will give us a brother or sister this time? Hee hee, I''m going to be a sister." A cute six year old girl said as she shook a boy''s sleeve.


    Looking at the boy, he was not big, but his speech had a steadiness beyond his age, and his dark eyes were filled with the light of wisdom, "Third sister, I think we must have added a younger brother in the boundary. Priestess Su had long since walked out with a smile on her face, indicating that mother''s labor had gone well. To be able to make grandfather and father so happy and forget about the large group of people in the family outside, it must be a boy without a doubt. For our Sikong Clan, where male children are becoming more and more scarce, this is a matter of great joy."


    "I have a younger brother! Second brother, you''re going to the academy soon. Big brother is always away, this is great, there''s someone in the family to play with me again." The little girl happily waved her hands and shouted. Completely ignoring the astonished gazes of the anxious adults around her.


    After a long time, the old master Sikong Buqun held the baby out of the boundary to the outer courtyard, to a group of important family members in the courtyard, held up the baby and excitedly announced, "My Sikong family, another new addition." The old master had not thought at this time that this newly born baby would cause the entire family and even the entire continent to have what kind of huge shock.


    Under the care of the entire family, the newborn baby slowly grew up ......


    "Xuan Di, accompany me to the newly opened jewelry store in East City." Sikong Xiao Yue''s small hand pushed Sikong Hao Xuan, who was sitting on the edge of the pond in a pitiful manner. "The woeful spirit has come ...... sooner or later, she will be tormented by her and go off the deep end." Sikong Haoxuan cursed in his heart and helplessly opened his eyes, "Jewelry store? East city is so close, you won''t go by yourself ah? Say it, how much do you need ......"


    Sikong Xiao Yue heavily kissed on Sikong Hao Xuan''s face, "Xuan Di is the best, just borrow another hundred crystal coins for sister." "What!" Sikong Xuan was startled, "One hundred crystal coins, old sister, my pocket money in January is only one hundred crystal coins. Besides, you''ve never returned the money you borrowed from me."


    "Hmph, don''t pretend to be pitiful, who doesn''t know that you little devil has saved a lot of money. If you don''t borrow it, be careful of me messing up your practicing oh." Sikong Xiao Yue''s cunning little eyes looked at Sikong Hao Xuan as they twirled around.


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    Being threatened, Sikong Haoxuan helplessly took out his own Amethyst Card and crossed out a hundred crystal coins to the Scourge Spirit, and swore in his heart, "In the future, when practicing, I will definitely look for a place that this Lord cannot find before I do so." After sending away Sikong Xiao Yue, Sikong Hao Xuan continued to practice the "Reincarnation Heart Technique". For many years, Sikong Haoxuan had been using the meditation cultivation method to comprehend sorcery, and this side of the law gave him a great breakthrough in terms of his mind and sorcery, but he still didn''t dare to be a bit slow, he clearly knew the importance of accumulation.


    Inside the family master''s pavilion, Sikong Buqun and his old friend Su Qiu were sipping the tribute wine they got from the palace.


    "Su Qiu, do you think Xuan''er is really practicing something? How come this kid refuses to reveal a bit, but all these years, I can''t feel a trace of fighting qi or magic power from him." Through the window Sikong Buqun looked at Sikong Haoxuan, who was seated by the pond, and was somewhat worried in his heart.


    The reason why Sikong Haoxuan kept his cultivation method a secret was not because he did not trust his family. Rather, it was the instinctive self-protective behavior of a mature soul that came to a strange world, and he had the fear of strangers in his heart and was afraid of exposing himself completely.


    Su Qiu smiled and said, ''''Bu Qun, you are overly concerned. It is certain that Xuan''er must be cultivating something, no one would sit in such a strange position for so many years for no reason."


    "This little fellow, back then, I passed on his ''Prideful Fighting Qi'' and he even refused to learn it. If we let outsiders know that my Sikong Clan''s ''Ao Shi Dou Qi'' is so unmarketable amongst our own children and grandchildren, it will have to become the laughing stock of the empire." Sikong Buqun sighed.


    Su Qiu also sighed: "Yes, the continent''s third ranked ''Ao Shi Dou Qi'' in your children and grandchildren even only the war child cultivated to the seventh weight, with the current form of the imperial capital''s power is worrying ah."


    Sikong Buqun put down his wine glass and said with a bitter face, "Although Battle''s son has been the head of the Blizzard Legion for many years and has made great achievements in battle, there is still something lacking in being the head of the family. It seems that the only hope to a few grandchildren on the body, these years without my growth is very fast, to the age of eighteen years old will be ''proud of the fighting spirit'' cultivation to the fourth layer in the family calendar can also be ranked on the name. Mo Chuan this kid, since childhood screamed that he is not interested in violence, are his mother spoiled him, Zi Yan''s contribution to the family is very large, there is him to protect, I this when the grandfather is also helpless."


    Su Qiu laughed, "Your second grandson is the most interesting, he looks down on us. I heard that when he was twelve years old, he made a shocking statement: saying that, those who dance with guns and sticks are a bunch of reckless people, and magicians are a bunch of sick people who only set off fireworks."


    Sikong Buqun awkwardly sidetracked the topic, "Of these three grandchildren, the one I can''t see through the most is this youngest grandson, Sikong Haoxuan."


    Su Qiu said with a straight face, "Not bad, I can''t see through him either. I have watched him grow up, and since birth, he has closed his eyes and is unwilling to open them, and only when he eats does he act like a normal child. I suspect that he has been cultivating since birth."


    Hearing his old friend analyze his third grandson for the first time, Sikong Buqun couldn''t help but be shaken in his mind, "What? Started practicing kung fu at birth?"


    "I''m also guessing blindly, what are you old man nervous about." Looking at the relieved Sikong Buqun, Su Qiu thought to himself, "Being born in his mother''s quiet sleep, spending the vast majority of his time after birth practicing with his eyes closed, and so on and so forth in a strange manner, was my guess really a blind guess?"


    "Su Qiu, don''t you want to know what Xuan''er actually cultivates?" Su Qiu glanced at Sikong Buqun who was full of thieving smiles, "What, is the Duke Lord who is in charge of the Empire''s military going to count on his grandson?"


    The smiling Sikong Buqun couldn''t help but stiffen his smile when he heard Su Qiu''s words, "I say, don''t say it so hard to hear it ...... don''t you want to? Tomorrow is the Chinese Lantern Festival ......"


    In the maid''s elaborate wait, finished breakfast Sikong Haoxuan heart sighs, "The first family of the empire is not the same, this kind of enjoyment in the previous life have never dreamed of."

 Chapter 3 - Imperial Capital Lantern Festival

    After a short period of sighing, Sikong Haoxuan once again closed his eyes to cultivate. The maids had long been clear about Sikong Haoxuan''s habits, and when Sikong Haoxuan closed his eyes, they quietly removed the seventeen breakfast dishes from the table. Twenty minutes later, Sikong Haoxuan punctually opened his eyes and enjoyed the refreshing fruit juice served by the maids.


    Song Ziyan looked at Sikong Haoxuan who was leaning back on the soft and woolly seat, pursed her lips and shook her head, ''''Xuan''er, don''t you know the importance of studying by now? Look at you, what does it look like to sleep with your eyes closed all day."


    When Sikong Haoxuan heard his mother''s words, he almost sprayed out the juice that his mouth had walked away from. Dare he play hard to get to cultivate, but in his own mother''s eyes it was just sleeping? "My dear mother, you are at least an Archmage who has stepped into the realm of the Dawn Moon. Can''t you see that I am cultivating? En, it''s the same thing as you meditating with your eyes closed all day." Sikong Haoxuan said with a bitter face.


    Affectionately, he stepped forward and twisted Sikong Haoxuan''s ear, "You little fellow know what cultivation is? Also what and I meditation is a reason, you have seen mom all day in addition to eating on meditation? Your grandpa told me a long time ago, but you don''t even learn his ''Ao Shi Dou Qi''. I can''t control you, let''s see how your father will clean you up when he comes back."


    Song Ziyan sat down next to Sikong Haoxuan, waving her hand for the maid to remove the gold-encrusted crystal cups that had been emptied, she squarely said to her baby son, "Xuan''er ah, if you don''t want to learn fighting qi with your grandpa, and you don''t want to learn magic with your mom either, what are you going to do in the future. You have to know that the direct descendants of the Sikong family are all required to join the military when they reach the age of eighteen. This is a clan rule, no one can protect you at that time."


    Looking at his mother''s somewhat worried face, Sikong Haoxuan softly said, "Mom, don''t worry. I will definitely not let you down in the future, I am a genius ......"


    Song Zi Yan was amused by Sikong Haoxuan who was blowing his own trumpet, "You little guy, genius? How come mom didn''t realize that you''re a genius? To say genius, look at your second brother, at the age of sixteen, he can memorize the general history of the continent backwards. Your elder brother''s ''Ao Shi Dou Qi'' has been cultivated to the fourth layer. Their outstanding achievements like this are not even considered geniuses in the Sikong family history, let alone you little guy."


    Sikong Haoxuan rolled his eyes straight after hearing this and muttered, "Who wants to compare with which pervert who only memorizes books?......" For his own second brother, Sikong Haoxuan would always scold his pervert in his heart because he was extremely jealous of his second brother''s which extraordinary ability to memorize and comprehend.


    "Well, these two years haven''t said much about you. You always do what I do, now well have passed the best age to cultivate fighting qi and magic, see what you do in the future. However, in the future, your elder brother and second brother will take care of you, so there''s nothing to worry about." Feelings Sikong Haoxuan blew half a day in vain, Song Ziyan didn''t take it to heart at all.


    "Remember, your grandfather asked me to come over and tell you. At night, he''ll take you to see the lanterns, today is the Empire''s annual Chinese Lantern Festival." Song Zi Yan reminded Sikong Haoxuan before he left the house.


    Sikong Haoxuan rubbed his brows, remembering his grandfather Sikong Buqun''s old fox-like smile, and thought, "Chinese Lantern Festival? Once a year? How come I didn''t see Grandpa being so kind as to take me there the previous two years? What''s the trick again!?" Looking at his mother who was about to walk out of the doorway, Sikong Haoxuan suddenly felt an unspeakable impulse in his heart and said in a deep voice, "Mom, if you are willing to spend as much time meditating as I do practicing, you will definitely be able to step into the realm of a Grandmaster."


    Looking back at her son who seemed to be a bit of a stranger, the combination of a tender child''s voice and a deep expression made Song Zi Yan smile sweetly, and after a bit of reflection, she said, "Everyone''s pursuits are different, and I just want to take care of, well, this family of ours."


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    "Regardless of any world, a mother will always silently pay for her home." Sikong Haoxuan was ashamed of his own self-righteousness.


    After nightfall, the old master dragged the reluctant Sikong Haoxuan out of the mansion door, telling Sikong Haoxuan the origin of the Chinese Lantern Festival as he walked.


    More than 400 years ago, at the beginning of the Golden Empire''s founding, it experienced a large-scale rebellion. At that time, the eight lords of the empire rebelled at the same time, the founding emperor known as the golden lion Fells led 100,000 iron cavalry miraculously passed through the Deadly Desert, and in the depths of the desert got the help of a migratory oriental tribe, and succeeded in attacking from the back of the rebel coalition and eliminated the rebel main force.


    The 100,000 iron horsemen almost died out in the desert and the battle, and the 70,000 warriors of that Eastern Tribe only had 10,000 or so remaining. The remaining clansmen of the Eastern Tribe migrated to the Empire at the invitation of Fells, and the Sikong Clan was one of the branches.


    The Chinese Lantern Festival was to commemorate the war of counter-insurgency at the beginning of the founding of the country. In the night of Hua Lantern Festival, all kinds of colorful lamps outline the nighttime imperial capital, which will light up the way home for those warriors who died in the distant land. The people of the Imperial Capital also called the Chinese Lantern Festival the Soul Invocation Festival.


    "Xuan''er, look at the colored lanterns on this golden avenue all made by our Sikong family. How''s that, pretty, isn''t it." Sikong Buqun somewhat proudly showed off to his grandson, as if these Chinese lanterns were all made by his old man himself.


    Sikong Haoxuan was not interested in any lantern festivals, and was upset about the delay in cultivation, hearing Sikong Buqun say this, of course he would not give up the opportunity to strike him, and asked with feigned astonishment, "Grandpa, our family made so many colorful lanterns ah, which one was made by you?"


    Apparently unable to hold his old face, Sikong Buqun seriously said, "Xuan''er, I''m the head of the Sikong family, and I''m only responsible for directing. Where is the time to personally make colored lanterns ......"


    "Lord Duke, why do you have the pleasure to enjoy the lanterns in this downtown this year? Oh, brother I almost forgot, the Duke most like to put down his price to have fun with the people. Brother I can''t, this is not the Nocturne family compound got some chic fine colored lights, invited brother to go to the ball. How Duke Soderer did not send you an invitation?" A long way away, an old man in a gorgeous nobleman''s gown, yelled sarcastically.


    "There are only five people in the entire Imperial Capital who dare to talk to Sikong Buqun like this, and the old man walking over is clearly not the Emperor. Of the four great families, the Ilu family is friendly with the Sikong family, and the old man coming from the opposite side is obviously the head of the Os family, this old thing Rubel." Sikong Haoxuan thought as such.


    Sikong Buqun looked at the approaching old man and frowned, "Then I wish you Duke Rubel a pleasant evening. I heard that Soderle which old thing, I don''t know where he got a group of superb dancing prostitutes, Duke you have the heart to go won''t be stimulated right."


    The entire imperial capital of the nobles all know, Rubel once intended to * patriarch Nanquan''s female disciple, was Nanquan chased to the imperial capital to destroy his male function.


    "Hmph ......" Rubel, who had his scars uncovered in vain, let out an angry snort and brushed past Sikong Buqun. Sikong Haoxuan being the successor of the ancient great sorcerer bloodline, his powerful soul vaguely sensed several powerful forces hidden in the shadows surrounding Rubel far away.


    "It seems that being one of the four great families of the Imperial Capital, each one of them is not that simple. Hiding around the Os Family Head Rubel is at the very least a Sovereign level expert, right?" Sikong Haoxuan was secretly vigilant in his heart.


    "Xuan''er, Grandpa is suddenly not in a good mood. Go find some good wine at your Grandma Su''s place and go home by yourself." Without waiting for Sikong Haoxuan to speak, Sikong Buqun hurried away.


    Sikong Haoxuan looked at his grandfather who even used his Dou Qi and quickly left, shook his head and secretly said, "Still really treating me like a child? In a bad mood? Looking for wine? Looks like the road back is not peaceful."


    After his grandfather left, Sikong Haoxuan, who was not in the mood to look at the lamp, only wanted to quickly return to the mansion to cultivate. Turning into the main street that leads directly to the Sikong mansion, Sikong Haoxuan couldn''t help but freeze, looking at the empty main street and cursing, "This is too much, right, at this time of the day it is even possible to clear a main street?"


    The ones in front of the residences of the four great families all had a main road built for them by the imperial family as a way to show the importance that the imperial family places on the four great families. These four main roads were not allowed for civilians to set foot on them. However, during this major festival of the empire, clearing the entire main road of nobles was not something that could be forced. From this, it could be seen how powerful the Sikong family was in the imperial capital.

 Chapter 4: Soul Tremor

    Bree looked at the child who was fuming in front of him, his heart was incomparably depressed, how could he not figure out how the old master would let him come to test the strength of a child.


    The killing aura that suddenly came upon him caused Sikong Haoxuan to focus his mind on the man wrapped in a cloak that he saw in front of him. With the silent man in the cloak as the centerpiece, the powerful killing aura was slowly rising, and there seemed to be an irresistible temptation in the air.


    In the midst of an unknown temptation, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart and mind were filled with the yu desire to strike out and kill. The deep Reincarnation True Qi in his body was rapidly circulating and compressing under the stimulation of the killing Qi. The perverse operation of the True Qi brought a heavy burden to the meridians in his body.


    Sikong Haoxuan forced himself to endure the pain caused by the meridian overload, and reluctantly utilized the Reincarnation Heart Technique to guide the out-of-control true qi in his body. The rushing true qi was compressing at a speed ten times faster than usual in every cycle. If at this moment, Sikong Haoxuan still had the remaining strength to look internally, he would definitely find that the true qi within his body had already emitted a surfeit of light under the rapid and perverse compression strength.


    Clearly feeling a tremor in his spiritual platform, the pain in his body disappeared as if it had never existed. In his internal vision, Sikong Haoxuan was overjoyed to find the true qi flowing like a crystalline liquid in his meridians. Under the stimulation of the powerful killing qi, the Reincarnation Heart Technique, which had made no progress for many years, had finally broken through to the second layer. The liquid-like reincarnation true qi, the speed of its operation was more than ten times higher than before, and the cohesion of the true qi had even reached a brand new level.


    Looking at Sikong Haoxuan who was standing still in the midst of his powerful killing aura, Burei helplessly began to draw his sword in order to increase his aura and force Sikong Haoxuan to strike.


    "Hmph!"


    For the first time, sorcery descended into this world for the first time.


    Ancient Sorcery - Tremor


    Through the propagation of sound, souls were directly competing with souls, and the loser''s soul was terrified.


    Bree''s half-drawn sword style suddenly froze, before he could figure out what was going on. The still standing Sikong Haoxuan droned in a deep voice, "''Five Thunder Fighting Qi'' Which courtyard guard are you, how dare you strike out at me, you want to commit a crime." Five Thunder Fighting Qi was the Sikong family guards'' specialized fighting qi, and it was also a high-level fighting qi that ranked close to a hundred on the continent.


    Sikong Haoxuan, who was not as tall as his own waist, made Burei feel that his words had a sense of a superior looking down on him, and he instinctively fell to one knee under the effect of his soul''s fear, "Family Lord''s guard, Burei has met the Fourth Young Master."


    Sikong Haoxuan, who coldly glared at Burei, walked towards the Sikong residence. He was not at all worried that Burei behind him would make a move against him. Burei seemed to have forgotten about his mission and was calculating in his mind what punishment he would get for drawing his sword on the Fourth Young Master.


    Inside a teahouse near the street, Su Qiu completely disregarded his image as the High Priestess of Light, pointing at the blue-faced Sikong Buqun and laughing, ''''One of the four guards of the Sikong Family Lord whose strength has reached the Residual Yang Realm, Burei. Surprisingly, he was bluffed into not daring to make a move by a child, this can be considered rare news in the Imperial Capital. Haha ......"


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    "Hmph, old man, dare to calculate to my head, although chance ordered my heart method to break through to the second layer. But also can not be so cheap." Sikong Haoxuan, who was calculating with hatred in his heart, arrived home and walked towards his mother''s aliyah, he wanted to complain.


    The child''s aggrieved face didn''t need too much disguise at all, "Mom, Grandpa''s guard, Bree, even intercepted my way home and even pulled a knife on me." Song Zi Yan looked at her frightened son, and her anger went straight to the heavenly spirit. The guard dared to pull a knife on the young master, this was something that had never happened in the history of the Sikong family.


    Song Zi Yan, who was in a state of rage, asked the maid to bring her son back to the house, and after bathing to suppress the shock, she rushed outside the courtyard and shouted at the guards. Rushing the guards outside the courtyard, she droned, "Go, kill Bree."


    "I said Zi Yan ah, what is it that makes you want to kill my guards ah? There''s something to talk about." Obviously waiting for Sikong Haoxuan to leave, the old man popped up just in time.


    After saying countless good words, Sikong Buqun was able to persuade his daughter-in-law, who was in a state of rage, into the house, and recounted the original story of what happened. Looking at the twitching corners of Song Ziyan''s mouth, the old man hatefully said: ''''Laugh if you want to, this time I''m planted in the family. You said that one of the hallowed Four Great Guards was dispatched by a single word from the little guy."


    "Haha." Song Zi Yan managed to stop laughing and said, "Father, with this kind of thing happening, how could I do it for Xuan Er, how could you bleed this time?"


    The old man was so reluctantly pulled by Song Zi Yan towards Sikong Haoxuan''s separate courtyard.


    Looking at the little guy who had finished bathing and was lazily lying on the soft collapse eating the grapes fed by the maid next to him. Sikong Buqun a mouthful of pent-up anger straight to block the chest, how to see, this little guy at this time looks like do to their own look, that is called a complacent.


    "Xuan''er ah, I asked your grandfather. Bree didn''t mean to offend you, he heard that you''ve been diligently cultivating and wanted to find you to spar." Song Zi Yan explained to her baby son, and the old man beside her also chimed in with a pleasing smile on his face.


    Sikong Haoxuan rolled his eyes straight in his heart, is this also considered an excuse? One of the four great guards of the hall, he had nothing to do but find a child to spar with?


    Song Zi Yan took a look at her baby son''s silence, and knew that he was very dissatisfied with this excuse, and busily threw out her cards: ''''Your grandfather also knows that this time, his guards did a very inappropriate job. So what, you can make a request to your grandfather to compensate for the shock you received this time."


    Sikong Haoxuan sat up straight and skimmed the old man''s aggrieved face, "Grandpa, I was scared this time, I want the ring with the largest gemstone on your hand."


    The old master stepped forward and pinched Sikong Haoxuan''s small face, his face full of pleasing smiles, "Little ancestor, grandpa only has this one extreme spatial ring, besides, your small hand is not suitable to wear it ah? Back to grandpa to find you a you can wear is not better."


    "Hmph, can''t wear I hang it on my neck. I don''t want big brother, second brother''s kind of ordinary goods." Sikong Haoxuan clearly recognized the ring on the old man''s hand.


    Song Ziyan laughed happily for her son''s knowledge of goods, "Father, you won''t be able to part with it." The old master took off the ring with great speed and stuffed it into Sikong Haoxuan''s small hand, flashing away. He didn''t want to let this mother and daughter see his meaty expression.


    Sikong Buqun''s heart was not to mention how depressed he was, the extremely high grade spatial ring was extremely rare in the entire continent, and for many years it had been his own capital to show off. Just like that, he was extorted by the little guy, making his heart ache.


    Thinking of Sikong Haoxuan''s smug expression, the old man''s heart hesitated: ''''Are his mother and I spoiling him too much? Hopefully, Battle-er will come back to properly discipline this little guy."

 Chapter 5: Moonlit Night Infant Cries

    Sikong Haoxuan sent his mother away and excitedly played with the extremely high quality space ring like a rustic old man who had gotten a novelty. With nothing else to put in the ring, he threw everything in the room into the ring, and the few maids waiting by his side saw his crazy behavior, and their brains were in a state of instantaneous short-circuit.


    After having enough, Sikong Haoxuan threw down a sentence to the maidservants without any responsibility, "Replace them all with new ones tomorrow." He sat on the ground and entered a state of cultivation. A few maidservants looked at the empty second floor attic and couldn''t help but wonder in their hearts how they would explain this to the madam.


    After entering the state of cultivation, a warning from the depths of the soul was felt. Sikong Haoxuan, who had studied ancient sorcery for many years, knew that soul warnings often appeared when sorcerers misjudged or underjudged objective information, and the divination and prediction that ancient sorcerers were proficient in had a close relationship with soul warnings.


    For a long time, Sikong Haoxuan, who had found the reason, felt a wave of coldness rushing from his spine into the spirit of heaven. If it wasn''t for Grandpa''s test tonight, he would never have returned alive. With the memories of his previous life, Sikong Haoxuan would not be arrogant enough to think that he could fight against a martial artist or mage of the Remnant Yang realm right now.


    A great sorcerer would never put himself in danger. Sikong Haoxuan, who had just stepped into the Sorcerer''s Gate, had clearly violated the greatest taboo of a sorcerer, so it was no wonder that his soul would appear to be alerted.


    Opening his eyes, Sikong Haoxuan gestured to the maid beside him, "Find me a piece of wood this long and this thick."


    Worthy of being the first great family of the Imperial Capital, within a short time, the maid unexpectedly brought a cut of Golden Silk Sandalwood. Looking at this cut of precious wood that was sold in the market on two, Sikong Haoxuan was immediately dumbfounded and only managed to come to his senses after half a day. It seemed that after so many years of having memories of his previous life, he still did not have the awareness of being born into the Empire''s first family, the fourth young master.


    Receiving the sandalwood, Sikong Haoxuan couldn''t help but ask the maid, "The mansion often has this kind of wood?"


    The maidservants in the mansion are specially trained since childhood, in such a late night, the petite and pretty maidservant is still glowing, hearing Sikong Haoxuan''s question, she smiles sweetly, "Fourth young master, there is a very large sandalwood forest in the family''s estate, some days ago some was sent to the mansion for madam to make a new bed with."


    "Making a bed out of golden sandalwood sold by the tael?" Sikong Haoxuan cursed the nobility''s extravagance in his heart, then feeling the need to integrate himself into the family''s life, he instructed the maid, "Turn around and ask them to send me a bed made of gold silk sandalwood as well."


    Sending the maid out, with a wave of his hand he took out a sharp dagger from his ring. "Having a spatial ring is indeed much more convenient." After a slight sigh, Sikong Haoxuan sank into the fixed use and utilized his soul power to start carving up the wood in his hand.


    The dagger looked so bizarre under the effect of the soul power. Between seemingly moving and not moving, the wood in Sikong Haoxuan''s hand slowly formed a child-like puppet. Surprisingly, not a single shred of wood fell to the ground during the carving process.


    Cutting through his middle finger, a drop of blood dripped onto the puppet''s brow, and as Sikong Haoxuan spat out a few bizarre syllables, the blood slowly seeped into the puppet''s brow. The puppet that had absorbed the essence blood, the surface of the puppet even slowly protruded dense meridians and blood vessels, and in those slender veins, there seemed to be bright red blood flowing.


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    Late at night in the Imperial Capital, everyone was awakened by a mournful baby''s cry emanating from their souls.


    Ancient Sorcery - Mannequin


    The essence and blood depleted Sikong Haoxuan was as sick as a great sickness, and the puppet in his hand with soulful eyes pleased him greatly. After throwing it into his ring, he casually threw out a large bed and just slept in the hall.


    Early in the morning, the people in the inner house who passed by the back garden all vaguely felt that something seemed to be missing in the garden. Song Ziyan, who had the habit of watering the flowers in the backyard early in the morning, looked at the empty pond side of the garden and couldn''t help but think, ''''Today is really fresh. In the past few years, Xuan''er, who has been sitting by the pond in the early morning to cultivate, did not come?"


    Song Zi Yan, who couldn''t rest assured, hurried towards her son''s compound.


    Stepping into the hall door, Song Zi Yan could not help but freeze. The entire house seemed to have been ransacked by the most dedicated thieves, not even a single cup was left behind.


    The lone large bed in the middle of the empty hall was so blinding. After a night, Sikong Haoxuan, who had apparently recovered, had a rosy complexion and was snoring as he lay on the bed.


    "Pah" the small buttocks were attacked as Sikong Haoxuan woke up, looking at Song Zi Yan in a daze, "Mom, why are you here, quickly go back to sleep, the sky is still not yet bright." After saying that, he planted himself on the bed again and prepared to continue dreaming.


    Song Zi Yan, who was made to laugh bitterly by her son''s inexplicable words, recited an incantation, and a large water balloon exploded in the sky above Sikong Haoxuan, and a miserable shriek spread throughout the entire ducal mansion.


    Returning from the court, just stepped out of the door of the house of Sikong Buqun "hehehe" laughed twice, "it is rare to hear this little bastard screaming so miserable, in this wonderful morning is really refreshing ah, have to go to find someone to drink on the two cups."


    "Mom, what are you doing here so early in the morning? Didn''t go water the plants or anything." Sikong Haoxuan, who was already sober, didn''t care at all about his soaking wet body and ingratiated himself with his mother.


    Song Zi Yan looked at her wretched son and forced a smile on her face, "Hmph, you little guy has learned to sleep in! Tell me where everything in this room has gone?"


    Sikong Haoxuan explained with some embarrassment, "Yesterday, I took grandpa''s ring, and accidentally threw all the things in the room into the ring, and it''s very inconvenient to take them out again."


    After "Puffing" a laugh, Song Ziyan raised her volume to the maid outside the house and said, "Go tell the housekeeper to add a new set of furniture to the fourth young master''s place."


    Knocking on Sikong Haoxuan''s little head, "Quickly go and wash up, and go to mom''s place for dinner today. Your father will be back in the evening. Keep refusing to go to school, let''s see how you''ll explain to him."


    At ten minutes into the evening, Song Ziyan brought along Sikong Mochun, Sikong Xiaoyue, who had returned from the Noble School, and Sikong Haoxuan, the biggest loafer in the family, to stand at the main entrance of the Sikong Residence, waiting to greet Sikong War, who had returned from the Uyar Grassland defense line.


    In the Golden Empire, which was founded on martial arts, regardless of whether one was a noble or a commoner, when the man in the family returned from the battlefield, the wife had to bring the children to greet him at the door as a sign of respect for the warriors who had gone to war for the country.


    A few moments later, dressed in steel snowflake armor Sikong war, led by five hundred blizzard guards, across the color of Hershey grassland produced high-quality warhorse slowly walking. Looking at his wife and child in front of the door, the murderous aura brought out from the battlefield between Sikong War''s brows slowly dissipated.


    The team of five hundred people stopped in front of the mansion, but did not make a sound of human speech and horse neighing, visible is a branch of iron blood elite soldiers.


    In the Sikong war between the wave of the hand, five hundred Blizzard guards quietly by the side door into the Sikong House. Song Ziyan''s eyes fluctuated a bit as she said softly to her husband, who hadn''t seen her for a year, "I''m back."


    Pulling up his wife''s hands, whose brows were filled with joy, Sikong War softly responded, "I''m back." The short greeting between husband and wife is filled with warmth and countless unspoken words. This kind of friendship is not something that outsiders can easily comprehend.


    In the atmosphere of a family reunion, Sikong Haoxuan''s behavior was so blinding. Seeing that he simply ignored the return of his father after a long absence, he stood like a wooden stake with his eyes closed.

 Chapter 6: First Meeting with the Southern Star

    Sikong Xiaoyue glanced at her younger brother, her small hand gave him a hidden twist on his waist, Sikong Haoxuan who was attacked took a look at his third sister again and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Sooner or later, you''ll go off the deep end."


    Second brother Sikong Mochun was obviously very happy to see his fourth brother suffer, his eyes filled with a gloating smile.


    "Xuan''er, your grandfather''s letter mentioned that you actually don''t go to school, is there such a thing?" Sikong War had long since noticed this youngest son who caused him the most headache, and there was such a hint of dissatisfaction between his words.


    Sikong Haoxuan, who did not know when he had squeezed to his father''s side, was looking demented as he stroked the armor on Sikong War''s body that was spinning with streams of light.


    "Armor?" Sikong Haoxuan, who had memories of the modern era in his previous life, was greatly interested in the defense equipment of the Cold Weapons Era, and this battle armor, whose surface was like a layer of crystals, captivated his mind.


    Sikong War frowned, looking at his son who was somewhat demented in his expression, his face sank as he drank, "Xuan''er, I''m asking you."


    "Oh, father, what are you asking?" Sikong Haoxuan who seemed to be somewhat refreshed, his eyes still did not leave the armor on Sikong War''s body.


    Sikong War looked at his wife and cast an inquiring look, "Is son not allowed to be sick?" Song Ziyan blankly glanced at her husband without any good reason. Sikong War shook his head helplessly and repeated what he had just said.


    "Dead old man, betraying me. Hmph!" Sikong Haoxuan head who heard his father''s question clearly cursed in his heart.


    "Father, I don''t want to go to some noble school." Sikong Haoxuan, who got rid of the temptation of the armor, opened his mouth.


    Sikong War''s eyes glared angrily, "What? Don''t want to go. Is going to school something you can do just because you don''t want to go?" When he yelled so loudly, Song Zi Yan was not happy and put her arm around her son and grunted, "What? You''re playing up your army chief''s authority before you even enter the gate?"


    His anger instantly disappeared as Sikong War smiled bitterly at his wife, "Zi Yan, am I not anxious for Xuan Er? The nobles of the imperial capital have yet to hear of anyone''s children or grandchildren not going to school. The children of nobles must go through three years of education at the Imperial Noble Academy, this is a law issued by the emperor himself."


    "Hmph, don''t bring up the law. Since when can the Imperial Laws constrain the Sikong Family to act?" Song Ziyan said disdainfully.


    "Alright, don''t stand at the door and let people look at you and laugh, the old master is still waiting in the hall. The matter of Xuan''er going to school, let''s talk about it later." Song Zi Yan instructed her maid to take off Sikong War''s armor as she spoke.


    "Which family''s child is this?" Song Zi Yan noticed that behind Sikong War''s tall figure quietly followed a child of the same age as Sikong Haoxuan.


    Sikong War, who had taken off his armor, looked a bit dark, "This is Nan Xing, the child of Nan Liekong in my legion, who has followed Nan Liekong in the legion since he was a child. Nan Liekong sacrificed himself in this defense battle, his only relative I have to take care of."


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    Looking at her husband''s sad but determined eyes, Song Ziyan squatted down and gently embraced Nan Xing and softly said, "Child, this will be your home from now on."


    Although Sikong War required his son to go to school, but during this period of time, Sikong Haoxuan did not go to the noble school after all under the shelter of his mother. Although it was not in accordance with the laws of the empire, but if the fourth young master of the Sikong family did not go to a noble school, who could say anything? Or dare to say anything?


    "You little devil, can''t you let your sister go?" Sikong Xiao Yue, who was sparring with Sikong Haoxuan, complained in dissatisfaction.


    Sikong Haoxuan smugly skimmed his lips towards Sikong Xiaoyue, "What, third sister, you''re not going to play tricks again."


    Stepping forward and pulling on Sikong Haoxuan''s ear, she grunted, "How do you talk, you little devil? Your elder sister I would play a trick on a child like you?"


    Sikong Mochun lazily sat on the side and watched the battle, "I say Third Sister, if you''re not cheating, then quickly admit defeat and give the money."


    Sikong Xiao Yue smiled at the brothers Sikong Hao Xuan and Sikong Mo Chen, "I admit defeat, but I don''t have any money."


    "Oh my god ...... isn''t this still cheating?" The two brothers simultaneously rolled their eyes.


    After the three people laughed and fooled around for a while, Sikong Mochun twirled a chess piece between his fingers and seemed to have an idea of what he was talking about, "Fourth brother, this time back, I found that you have become much more cheerful, and no longer like a wood like every day to close your eyes and sit stupidly, and between the lines there seems to be a bit of nobility flavor."


    Sikong Xiao Yue is not satisfied with this, "Hmph, this little villain is relying on his mother to protect him from going to school. Without learning the proper etiquette of those nobles, how could he have the flavor of a noble?"


    Hearing Sikong Mochun''s words, Sikong Haoxuan frowned with comprehension and suddenly felt some annoyance in his heart. Recalling that since his father''s return, the time for cultivation was slowly decreasing, and his comprehension of sorcery had made no progress ....... Along with the thoughts in his heart Sikong Haoxuan''s forehead could not help but ooze cold sweat.


    "Fourth brother, although I don''t know your quest, any quest will pay a price accordingly. Since it has already been paid for, then one should not lose one''s heart."


    Looking at second brother Sikong Mochun''s clear eyes, Sikong Haoxuan firmly nodded his head. Turning back, he walked towards his own separate courtyard.


    The hidden contradiction between the pure heart of a child and the complex heart of an adult in his previous life slowly came to the fore, the two different forces of the heart unconsciously guiding Sikong Haoxuan''s behavior.


    "Little villain, didn''t you hear what I said, how can you not go to school?" Sikong Xiao Yue shouted at Sikong Haoxuan''s back.


    "Alright, third sister. How I look at it, it seems like you''re jealous of Fourth Brother. Let''s go, go pack up we should go to that boring school. At home, only Fourth Brother, the baby has mother and grandfather, one bright and one dark cover to be lazy." Sikong Mochun lazily said to Sikong Xiao Yue.


    "Young Master you''re back!" Sikong Haoxuan, whose mind had not yet calmed down, said irritably, "Nanxing, how many times have I told you not to call me young master. If you want to, call me Hao Xuan. If you don''t want to, call me whatever you want. Just don''t call me young master, it sounds harsh to my ears."


    Nan Xing, whose face was somewhat hollow, spoke in a hard tone, "My father was Lord Legion Chief''s guard during his lifetime, and you are Lord Legion Chief''s son, so of course I have to call you young master." The not-so-young Nan Xing, who had followed his father to live in the military since childhood, had his own kind of soldier''s brutal and tough aura.


    "I''m sorry, I shouldn''t talk to you like that." Sikong Haoxuan still said with some annoyance.


    Obviously realizing that he had lost his temper, he busily sat down in the room and settled down to calm his mind. The Sikong Haoxuan slowly calmed down, and a powerful soul force enveloped his entire body.


    After coming out of the fixation, Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes regained its due firmness, and the childishness in his charisma that had slowly formed over the past few days faded a lot. He recognized his own heart and found his own perseverance.

 Chapter 7: Magic Snake Star Patriarch

    Nan Xing quietly knelt in front of his eyes, Sikong Haoxuan was somewhat surprised, "Nan Xing, what are you doing?"


    "Pleading for young master to teach me martial arts." In Nan Xing''s indifferent tone, not a trace of pleading could be heard.


    However, Sikong Haoxuan knew that he was indeed pleading. This was because a trace of expectation flashed in Nan Xing''s hollow eyes, the kind of bleak expectation that one could not bear to reject.


    "If you want to learn martial arts, you can go to father to learn the Sikong Family''s ''Pride Fighting Qi''. As long as you''re willing to become an external member of the Sikong Clan, I don''t think father will reject you." Sikong Haoxuan seriously said to Nan Xing.


    Nan Xing raised his head, "No, with the ''Pride Fighting Qi'' you cannot kill Patriarch Yin Qi."


    "Demon Snake Star Patriarch-Yin Qi?" Sikong Haoxuan really couldn''t image how a child could have a grudge against a top figure of the continent like Yin Qi.


    "Yes, he killed my father during this Uyar defense battle." Nan Xing''s words were permeated with a killing intent that should not appear in a child.


    Sikong Haoxuan was a little surprised, "Isn''t the continental joint convention, prohibiting the participation of patriarchs from various countries in conventional wars?"


    "Other than the Legion Commander, no one knows that Yin Qi appeared on the battlefield."


    Sikong Haoxuan understood, the United Continents Convention was the same as the various conventions on Earth. There were those who made it, and there were those who broke it. This kind of public pact did not have the slightest effect on the violators who did not leave behind evidence.


    Knowing Nan Xing''s purpose, Sikong Haoxuan slowly said, "How do you know that the continent''s third ranked Dou Qi, the ''Pride Dou Qi'', cannot kill Yin Qi?"


    "There is no Grandmaster in the continent that cultivates the ''Ao Shi Dou Qi''." Nan Xing replied coldly.


    Sikong Haoxuan laughed bitterly in his heart, among the twenty-four Patriarchs known to all among the continent, there was indeed no one who cultivated the ''Ao Shi Dou Qi''. However, Sikong Haoxuan clearly knew that there were definitely sect masters secretly hidden within his own family, and what they were cultivating was definitely the ''''Pride Dou Qi'''' as well. Otherwise, the Sikong Clan would not have the qualifications to become one of the largest clans standing proudly in the Empire for over a hundred years.


    Just because the public didn''t know about it didn''t mean there wasn''t one. But speculation itself did not have any persuasive power.


    Unconvincing words would not come from the mouth of Sikong Haoxuan, who only faintly said to Nan Xing, "Are you really sure that the strongest person standing at the top of the continent, the Patriarch, relies on the cultivation methods to achieve his accomplishments?"


    . To a child, Sikong Haoxuan''s words were not so easy to understand. Looking at Nan Xing who was frowning in thought, Sikong Haoxuan could not help but think of his second brother, Sikong Mochun, in his heart, "That pervert, not only will he understand. I''m afraid that he will understand even more thoroughly than I do."


    Throwing away the jealousy in his heart towards his second brother''s perverted comprehension, Sikong Haoxuan once again sank into his fixation to cultivate the Reincarnation Heart Technique, comprehending the bizarre Soul Sorcery.


    Late at night, when Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes again. Nan Xing, who was sitting on the ground, was still bright-eyed. He rose and bowed deeply towards Sikong Haoxuan, ''''Young Master, thank you! ''''Yes, not a single person on the continent can reach the peak of power with a cultivation method. As father said, the methods can only enable one to reach the lower seventh level, while the upper three realms of Remnant Sun, Dawn Moon, and Condensed Star require extraordinary comprehension and perseverance to constantly surpass oneself to be able to reach."


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    Looking out the window at the moonlight, Nan Xing seemed to be missing his father and murmured, "To reach the peak of the human race - the Sovereign - one may still need some luck."


    Sikong Haoxuan was a little surprised that Nan Xing was able to comprehend so much in a short period of time, and couldn''t help but nod his head, "I''m glad that you can understand. If one could reach the realm of a Grandmaster by virtue of the method, then it would be impossible for there to be only twenty-four Grandmasters in the continent over the centuries."


    After a slight lull in his speech, Sikong Haoxuan continued, "Nanxing, what you need to do now is to accumulate the amount of fighting qi and combat skills, when your accumulation reaches a certain level, only then can you expect to surpass your own breakthrough limitations."


    "I know what to do." Nan Xing, who was standing still, had a faint red light flashing from his body. Sikong Haoxuan knew that he was cultivating the family heirloom ''Killing Fighting Qi''.


    Looking at Nan Xing who had entered a state of cultivation, Sikong Haoxuan suppressed a trace of doubt in his heart and closed his eyes. For people who pursued peak power, sleeping was a great luxury.


    Early in the morning by the pond in the back garden of the Sikong Residence, besides Sikong Haoxuan, there was an additional Nan Xing standing quietly behind him. One was seated, one was standing still, one''s face was bland and calm, and one''s body was flickering with a faint red light.


    The direct members of the Sikong family were all qualified to enter the back garden, which was even larger than the imperial garden in the palace. They were only slightly surprised by the extra figure by the pond, but no one tried to approach the pond.


    Accompanying his wife for a walk, Sikong War looked at the two figures by the pond and shook his head and smiled bitterly, ''''Father, or will the pond be listed as a restricted area? As long as Xuan''er is there, no one is allowed to go over and disturb?"


    Song Zi Yan lightly sniffed the fragrance of the garden full of hundreds of flowers and nodded her head, "Of course, originally I was allowed to go over there. But ever since the old master''s extreme spatial ring was swindled away by that little guy, even I am not allowed to go over and disturb Xuan''er while she is cultivating."


    "It seems that father is acknowledging Xuan''er''s cultivation."


    Song Ziyan looked at her husband who was frowning slightly and laughed, "It was only since the old master had tested Xuan''er that he had recognized Xuan''er''s cultivation from the inside. However, the old master is still unable to determine whether Xuan''er is practicing fighting qi or magic even now, and his heart has been itching to do so for a while now."


    Pulling back Song Ziyan, whose brows were flashing with wisdom, Sikong Warrior was a bit puzzled, "Madam, I have also heard my father talk about the process of his trial of Xuan''er, but I just feel that Xuan''er is even more cunning than I imagined, ah."


    Song Ziyan stopped her steps and leaned most of her body''s strength against Sikong War, sighing helplessly, "After so many years, why did the old master hesitate to pass the family head position to you? As the old master said, you have more than enough fierceness and not enough heart, you are too honest. Do you really think that the old master would think that Bree was scared off by Xuan''er''s use of his identity during that trial? Who is Bree? One of the Sikong family''s four guards, with a cultivation level of Remnant Sun. Not to mention facing a fourth young master, if he was ordered to face you, he would not hesitate to draw his sword. The Four Great Guards were originally created for the Family Lord."


    Sikong War nodded thoughtfully and was a little confused, "Then why did he let Xuan''er go so easily?"


    Song Ziyan blankly glanced at her unresponsive husband, "Afterwards, the old master severely reprimanded Bree, but Bree couldn''t say what was going on at the time. He only said that he felt at the time that it was a big taboo for the Sikong family to violate the rules below. The old master said that Burei''s mind was somehow broken when he was fighting against the enemy and was utilized by Xuan''er."


    Sikong War felt a bit incredulous, "What? Don''t tell me that Bree''s mind was messed with when he faced Xuan''er and a break appeared in his mind. He is a martial artist who has reached the Realm of the Remnant Sun, not to mention facing a child, even if he was facing a baby, he would not hesitate to decapitate him."


    Song Ziyan nodded her head and said, "Master and I certainly understand a martial artist who has reached the Realm of Remnant Yang, what level of cultivation his mind has reached. But the truth is that a martial artist at the Remnant Yang realm would create a terrifying mind break when facing Xuan''er."


    "You guys, you guys are suspecting that Xuan''er is cultivating, the mind magic of the Strobe King Clan? How is this possible?"


    Song Ziyan stuttered, "You, why do you have one string in your brain? I am a magician who has reached the realm of the Dawn Moon, if Xuan''er is practicing magic, can the magic power in his body be hidden from me?"


    Sikong War smiled with a somewhat embarrassed "hehehe", "Then what does Xuan''er cultivate?"


    "You want to know?"


    "Of course!"


    Song Ziyan pointed towards Sikong Haoxuan by the pond, "Go ask Xuan''er yourself."


    Looking at Song Zi Yan who ran towards the depths of the hundred flowers accompanied by silver bell-like laughter. Sikong War knew that he had been tricked by his wife. Asking that little guy? Even his father was unable to do so, let alone himself. After so many years, he could have asked out a long time ago.

 Chapter 8 The Hunger of the Satiated

    By the pond, Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes on time, behind him, Nan Xing''s body was still shining with a faint red light. Ignoring the fact that Nan Xing returned to eat, Si Kong Hao Xuan was secretly happy in his heart, "When the body produces hunger it''s too late." Having experienced this, of course he would not wake up Nan Xing, he would be happy for someone to be able to repeat his mistake.


    In front of Sikong War, Sikong Haoxuan didn''t dare to be too unrestrained after all, trying to recall the memories he had gotten in the Matrix, maintaining the demeanor that an aristocrat should have when dining.


    Song Ziyan''s right hand, which was holding the knife, was elegantly slicing and cutting the roasted meat in the carved crystal plate, gazing at Sikong Haoxuan, who was moving stiffly and out of shape, secretly laughing in her heart.


    Family meal, Sikong Buqun did not care about his image at all, staring at Sikong Haoxuan "hehehe" strange smile, "I say, Xuan''er, are you physically unwell today? How come your movements have become a bit strange?"


    In his heart, he said, "Old man, you never forget to throw stones." Sikong Haoxuan put down the delicate knife and fork in his hands and glanced at Sikong Buqun, "Grandpa, perhaps I sat for too long today, my body is a bit stiff."


    Song Zi Yan was worthy of being Sikong Hao Xuan''s biggest backstage in the Sikong Residence, hearing the old man flirting with his son, she busily changed the subject, "Xuan''er, it will be your birthday in a few days, what kind of gift do you want?"


    When I heard the word "gift", Sikong Buqun''s heart couldn''t help but tremble, before he could excuse himself.


    Sikong Haoxuan pulled out a red rope hanging on the neck of the ring, to the Sikong Buqun a smile, "Grandpa, your heart must have prepared a good gift for the grandson, it must be even better than this ring is it."


    Hearing Sikong Haoxuan say this, Sikong Buqun could only nod his head yes with a bitter face.


    Other than being alone with Song Ziyan, Sikong War, who had a stern face at all times, said, "Xuan''er, what do you wish for your father to give you?"


    Sikong Haoxuan had some thoughts in his mind about this, "Father, I wish to obtain a sword that was used by the warriors of the Vanguard Battalion in your legion."


    The eyes of the three people in the hall lit up, although they all knew in their hearts that Sikong Haoxuan must be practicing something, hearing that he took the initiative to ask for a sword, they could not help but be enlightened, this little guy turned out to be practicing a martial art. However, Sikong Haoxuan''s following words placed the trio back in the mist.


    "I was hoping to find Nan Xing a weapon that he would fit into."


    After bidding the three farewell, Sikong Haoxuan walked out of the hall.


    After receiving the hot brocade handkerchief presented by his maid to wipe his mouth and hands, Sikong Buqun shook his head and said, "I''m sure this little guy is doing this on purpose."


    "Zi Yan, how come Xuan''er didn''t ask for a gift from you alone? Could it be that your mother and son knew that Battle-er had nothing good to offer and discussed blackmailing me, an old man?" Sikong Buqun, who had been slaughtered again, was secretly heartbroken.


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    Song Zi Yan laughed and put down the brocade handkerchief in her hand, "Father, how could I dare to blackmail you. The reason why Xuan''er didn''t ask me for a gift, he clearly knows that my gift will definitely not disappoint him."


    How could Sikong Buqun believe these words of his daughter-in-law? But there was nothing he could do about this clever and crafty daughter-in-law, and with his mind calculating how to minimize his losses, he shook his hand and left the hall.


    Song Zi Yan personally poured her husband a full glass of the tribute wine that the old man had gotten from the palace, accompanied her husband to drink a full glass and said, "Xuan''er just now asked for the knife for Nan Xing, you''re not allowed to send only one knife on his birthday, got it?"


    Alone with Song Ziyan, the hard lines of Sikong War''s face had long been bent. Although he felt that Song Zi Yan was spoiling Sikong Haoxuan too much, he still nodded his head and agreed.


    The night sky of the Yag Continent was beautiful, the canopy lit up by the light blue moonlight. Twenty-four of the brightest stars were set in the canopy, eclipsing the stars in the sky.


    In Sikong Haoxuan''s special courtyard, Nan Xing, who had been awakened and returned by the cold wind, was devouring the table full of exquisite food. On the one hand, he felt his stomach rising, on the other hand, he felt that his hunger had not yet been quenched, two contradictory feelings, forcing Nan Xing to endure the feeling of rising, and kept stuffing food into his mouth.


    Sikong Haoxuan smiled darkly and blocked Nan Xing who had already stuffed seven breads, five sausages, and six types of dishes into his stomach, saying, "If you don''t want to experience this kind of feeling again in the future, then what you need to do is to precisely control the cultivation time."


    The aroma of the remaining food on the table spread throughout the hall, stimulating Nan Xing''s nerves. Nan Xing, who had his hand on his belly, smiled bitterly at Sikong Haoxuan, "Young Master, are you having someone remove this food first."


    The maids removed the various types of food from the table, Sikong Haoxuan leisurely enjoyed the juice handed over by the maids and looked at Nan Xing, who was filled with a look of pain, with interest, "Now do you understand the difference between comprehension and reality?"


    "Yes, young master. I understand what you mean, comprehension only opens a relatively correct door, however, the path to follow has to be taken one step at a time. I was overly hasty."


    Sikong Haoxuan heartily admired Nanxing''s extraordinary comprehension, "It is good that you can understand, the achievement of all things stems from accumulation. But accumulation is never a bit by bit process, one must not be too forceful."


    "Many thanks for Young Master''s teachings."


    "Nan Xing, I''ve always wanted to ask you. Why did you request me to teach you martial arts last time? Don''t you know that my father, or even my grandfather, would not refuse to teach you?" Sikong Haoxuan asked the question that had been sitting in the back of his mind for the past few days.


    Excitement flashed in Nan Xing''s eyes, "Young Master, do you believe in intuition? My self-consciousness tells me that you are stronger than the Legion Commander, or even the Bu Qun Family Master."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s heart was startled, of course he believed in intuition. Being a modern man and a great sorcerer, he clearly knew what it meant to have a sixth sense that was sharp to this extent, "Nan Xing, have you ever had a similar intuition before?"


    Nan Xing''s eyes slowly darkened, and his words were somewhat sad, "The night before my father was killed, I felt uneasy and advised my father to be careful. But ......"


    Sikong Haoxuan closed his eyes for a moment and seemed to decide something. "Nanxing, I once told you. Method is not a necessary condition to reach the top, but today I will tell you that method is something that can give you a relatively high starting point. Everyone''s distance from the end is different because their respective starting points are different, but surpassing inevitably has a price that corresponds to it."


    Nan Xing had long forgotten his physical discomfort, his nerves completely tensed.


    Sikong Haoxuan''s words that immediately followed completely ignited the most urgent hope in Nan Xing''s heart.


    "I have the means to surpass."


    Nan Xing did not interrupt Sikong Haoxuan''s words, he knew that Sikong Haoxuan had not finished.


    "But opposite to the method is a cost that is unimaginable to normal people."

 Chapter 9: Ancient Contract

    When Sikong Haoxuan''s words fell, Nan Xing fiercely knelt in front of Sikong Haoxuan, pulled out a dagger from his pocket, cut his right index finger, and let the blood flow horizontally. Gazing at Sikong Haoxuan with both eyes, he chanted with a face full of piety, "Great God of Creation, Osho, in accordance with the ancient contract, grant the man before me the authority of my life for the rest of my life." The bloodied index finger lightly touched Sikong Haoxuan''s brow amidst Nan Xing''s chanting.


    Facing the oldest contract in the Yag Continent, amidst Nan Xing''s pious chanting. Sikong Haoxuan, this modern atheist, was also deeply infected by the solemnity and piety flowing in the air, his figure could not help but sit upright, his face slowly becoming serious.


    "I-Sikong Haoxuan, accept the loyalty of Warrior South Star."


    The hall, remained silent after the end of the oath. Both children, who were still underage, needed to calm themselves down.


    The mind of Sikong Haoxuan, who had an adult soul, was the first to calm down, "Regardless of what world it is in, a culture that has been silenced through a long history can cause the mind to oscillate." He thought as such.


    In his heart, Sikong Haoxuan was also secretly surprised by this sudden behavior of Nan Xing, from his mother''s memories, Sikong Haoxuan knew that although this oldest pact of the Yag Continent had been passed down amongst various races, there had been very few intelligent creatures that had used it again over the millennia. This was not an indication that the contract no longer had any utility, but rather an indication of the devotion of the continent''s races to this ancient contract.


    Of course, Sikong Haoxuan knew the purpose of Nan Xing''s use of the oldest contract, Nan Xing had a maturity far beyond that of an ordinary child.


    Looking at Nan Xing who stood respectfully by his side, Sikong Haoxuan sighed, "Nan Xing, the first thing you need to know right now is that intuition needs to be verified, and strength is the basis for verifying intuition."


    "Your feeling that I am stronger than my father and grandfather is an unverified intuition. Your feeling that your father is about to face danger is also because of the unvalidated process, so your father won''t believe you."


    "I am not stronger than father and grandfather as you feel, it''s just that I started from a higher point than them."


    Nan Xing nodded thoughtfully, Sikong Haoxuan knew that Nan Xing did not fully understand, but he also stopped doing too much explaining, there were some things that needed to be experienced slowly by oneself.


    Sikong Haoxuan stared solemnly at Nan Xing, "My following words, you must listen clearly and make your own decision. Once you decide, either you die or you stick with it."


    "I have a method to increase your cultivation speed to a level that is beyond your imagination, but I am afraid that this method is also the most cruel punishment in the world. Whether or not the human body can withstand its cycles, I myself am not sure."


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    Nan Xing was not interested in the "most cruel punishment in the world", he asked with slight excitement, "Young Lord, to what extent can this method allow me to increase my cultivation speed?"


    Sikong Haoxuan''s expression was a bit blank and his voice was a bit fluttery, "Going through a cycle, you are cultivating for a lifetime."


    Nan Xing was a bit puzzled, and was just about to open his mouth to inquire, when Sikong Haoxuan interrupted, "There are some things that can only be experienced, but not spoken, you need to experience them."


    "Give me a root of your hair."


    Nan Xing''s heart was filled with doubt as he pulled off a hair and handed it to Sikong Haoxuan, who gently twisted the fine hair in his hand and slowly said, "Be prepared in your heart, during this process, once the mind breaks down. Then it will truly die, and no one will be able to save you."


    Nan Xing stared wide-eyed at the fine hair between Sikong Haoxuan''s fingers, in his heart he felt that everything that was about to happen would be related to this hair of his.


    The fine hair between Sikong Haoxuan''s fingers ignited a faint green flame out of nowhere when Nan Xing''s mind was in turmoil. The weak flame even caused the bright hall to darken, seeing this strange scene, Nan Xing''s muscles tightened violently.


    The fine hair with green flames slowly floated up from Sikong Haoxuan''s hand, pulsating with the syllables spewed out from Sikong Haoxuan''s mouth, disintegrating into dots of starry flames. Nan Xing swore in his heart that the syllables coming out of Sikong Haoxuan''s mouth were not at all human sounds, such as, as the soul''s speech.


    Sikong Haoxuan''s fingers flicked, and the star flames floating in the air disappeared. Appeared out of thin air around the South Star, like a boundary enveloping the South Star.


    Under the star flame''s cover, the Southern Star underwent a creepy change. Originally healthy and taut bronze-colored skin began to slowly pale and flaccid wrinkles appeared, full of thick black hair, began to slowly turn white and fall off. Eye sockets deep, this clear and bright eyes began to slowly cloudy. A child even instantly aging, a moment after the species, turned into dust. The dust on the ground slowly forms the first embryo of life and begins a new cycle of life.


    Ancient Sorcery - Age


    After Sikong Haoxuan dispersed his sorcery, the quiet and bright hall was as if nothing had happened except for the stupefied Nan Xing.


    Gazing at Nan Xing with both eyes, although Sikong Haoxuan inwardly had confidence in Nan Xing who had gone to war, experienced life and death, and was filled with hatred, he could not help but feel nervous in his heart at this moment. If Nan Xing could not transcend the torment of life and death, if Nan Xing''s mind crumbled under the wash of the years, then Nan Xing would be forever lost between life and death, becoming a living dead man.


    Time was slowly draining away, and the sky had slightly brightened. The glimmer of light slowly returned to Nan Xing''s dull eyes. Only then did Sikong Haoxuan let out a sigh of relief and nodded in his heart, "After experiencing the initial baptism of life and death, the road ahead is going to be a little better."


    Recovering his sanity, Nan Xing knelt before Sikong Haoxuan, "Young Lord, Nan Xing understands."


    Willing to help Nan Xing up, a trace of admiration surfaced between Sikong Haoxuan''s complexion. He knew that it was he himself who did not have the certainty of experiencing the baptism of the ages right now.


    "Nan Xing, now that you have passed through the most dangerous stage, but you are still far from reaching the level where you can cultivate through the years. In the days to come, you will have to adapt to this baptism of the ages. Keep your mind calm between life and death, and go about cultivating your Dou Qi in the cycle of life and death. When you can ignore the years, you will be able to go for revenge."


    "Young Lord, Nan Xing knows."

 Chapter 10 - Offensive Birthday

    On the day of Sikong Haoxuan''s birthday, the Imperial Capital received the most inspiring news of victory in the last hundred years.


    Leading his Blizzard Legion, Sikong Warrior seized the opportunity of the rebellion of the three major lords of the Sark Empire, and five days ago, he made a surprise attack on the Sark Empire''s Watchtower City across the Tecan Mountain Range, heavily damaging the Sark Empire''s Third and Fifth Legions.


    With the occupation of Watchtower City, the long Uyar Steppe Defense Line that had dragged the Empire down for over a hundred years would lose its need to exist. Since then, Watchtower City and Skyhawk City formed an angle to guard the Tecan Pass, completely blocking the Sark Empire''s northern invasion path and disrupting the entire northern strategic deployment of the Sark Empire.


    "Sikong War is a great achievement, the southern border of the empire has been pacified, and from now on there will be no more wars in the Helsi Grassland." Inside the imperial capital, the palace, Locus was overjoyed.


    "Sikong War is promoted to the first rank of Marquis, Grand General of Wuwei, and is in charge of the southern border''s military administration." As Emperor Lox''s holy decree descended, the court was shocked. Sikong Buqun is in charge of the Ministry of War, Sikong War is now in charge of the Southern Border military and government, the Sikong family can be said to be in power at this time.


    Sikong residence, is busy for his son''s birthday Song Ziyan received the news of her husband''s great victory was awarded, eyeballs a turn "huh" a smile, said to himself: "this time I just want to not spread all can''t do it."


    Embroidered carpet, from the Sikong residence gate straight through the far-reaching avenue. Both sides of the avenue are decorated with lanterns, and at the side door of the residence, the servants are even more busy coming in and out.


    Sikong Buqun, who returned from the court with a spring in his step, saw such fanfare in the mansion, and was busy finding Song Zi Yan and said bitterly, "I say, Zi Yan ah. Are you celebrating Xuan Er''s birthday? For those who don''t know, I''m afraid that the Sikong Mansion is welcoming a daughter-in-law for Xuan''er."


    Song Zi Yan wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead and while giving orders to the servants, she said, "Father, you must have known about the news of the great victory in the Sikong War and the Emperor''s additional title."


    Sikong Buqun didn''t have the good sense to say, "I just came back from the Palace of Diligence, of course I know."


    "Which is true, I''m doing this to take advantage of Xuan''er''s birthday to give the entire court a chance to say goodbye. Let Xuan''er get a good dose of his father''s light."


    A maid with a small busy red face came marching in, and after saluting Sikong Buqun, she said to Song Ziyan, "Madam, according to your orders, three warehouses have been vacated in the mansion for backup."


    Sikong Buqun''s hand that had been holding his beard trembled, almost pulling off a strand of white beard, "Zi Yan, what are you doing vacating the warehouses?"


    "Father, I''m afraid that Xuan''er will receive quite a few gifts today, I''m afraid that three warehouses won''t be enough. Perhaps His Majesty the Emperor will even send gifts, your gift for Xuan''er is already prepared, right?"


    Sikong Buqun busily said, "Yes, yes, I''ll go and prepare gifts for Xuan''er right now." After saying that, he hurriedly walked out of the main hall, he didn''t dare to stay any longer, or else he didn''t know what he would be set off again between this smart daughter-in-law''s turns of words.


    In the courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan, who was being manipulated by the maids of honor in a thousand different ways, moaned breathlessly, "Still not ready? I''ve already tried more than twenty sets, it''s just a birthday."


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    "Fourth Young Master, the little maidservants don''t dare to make decisions. Every time you change a set and stand in front of the magic crystal ball, madam isn''t satisfied, we can''t do anything about it."


    Surrounded by a group of maidservants, the fragrance rippled, causing Sikong Haoxuan to be unable to sink into his meditation and cultivation, only praying in his heart for his mother to be satisfied soon.


    "Fourth young master, madam is very satisfied with your current gown, and asked me to call you to the main hall, to meet the guests. There are many, many guests coming today." A maid ran into the other courtyard very excitedly.


    Sikong Haoxuan was dressed in an intricately embroidered black gold trimmed nobleman''s gown, and was quite annoyed in his heart as he walked on the main verdant stone road leading from the mansion to the main hall, "How come this shitty road is usually not found to be so long, miss today must get a sedan chair to sit on."


    Entering the main hall, the fluke is Sikong Haoxuan has the soul of a modern man is also considered to have seen the big scene of the characters, but also by the scene in the eyes of the stunned.


    Wide main hall, colorful lamps hanging, red silk fluttering, the sound of people, afraid to open a few hundred tables of banquets. Song Ziyan was busy greeting the guests between the tables, and when she saw Sikong Haoxuan come in, she busily stepped forward and pulled Sikong Haoxuan''s hand, introducing herself to all the guests dressed in fancy clothes.


    Like a zombie, Sikong Haoxuan was dragged by his mother through the many guests, numbly handing each gift to the maids behind him.


    A fat nobleman with an oily face got up and said in a loud voice, "On the occasion of the honorable young lord''s birthday, we wish the young lord good fortune, health, and all the best."


    Filling the seats, the crowd responded.


    "Where did the idiot come from, there''s really **** to yell after. Ten years old and longevity?" Sikong Haoxuan cursed in his heart, listlessly dealing with the many boring nobles and boring congratulatory messages.


    For the entire day, Sikong Haoxuan was circulating amongst the greetings, thanking and receiving gifts. Although it was said to be a good income, it was also quite disorganized.


    At the beginning of the lantern, Sikong Haoxuan and his mother sent away the guests of the mansion one after another, and sighed in his heart, "Still the old man is smart, only came out to show one side of the unknown destination. Coping with this group of extravagant and ignorant nobles is really boring to the extreme."


    Sikong Haoxuan, who had just sat down with his mother to rest, was grabbed up by his mother and hurriedly walked outside the hall after a "holy decree". Immediately following the imperial decree were the important ministers of the court, and Sikong Buqun appeared out of nowhere to greet them.


    These high-powered ministers are indeed not comparable to those small nobles, full of not mentioning Sikong Haoxuan''s "birthday", but for the Sikong war victory to congratulate.


    The gifts of the Emperor and the important ministers were not sent out by pieces, but by teams. Just to carry the gifts of the team into the residence for half an hour, so that not yet completely removed the smell of earth Sikong Haoxuan eye-opening.


    After tossing and turning in the middle of the night, the center door of the Sikong residence was closed, meaning that the guests had dispersed. The family was finally able to eat together, Song Zi Yan leaned on the soft collapse tiredly, the maid gently pounded her sore calves for her, with a smile on her face, she was very satisfied with today''s banquet, ''''Xuan''er, you have dipped into your father''s light today. In this entire Imperial Capital, I''m afraid that no one knows the name of the fourth young master of the Sikong Family anymore."


    Sikong Haoxuan was also paralyzed in his chair, pouring juice into his mouth and vaguely said, "Next time there is this good thing, let second brother have it."


    "Fourth brother, then second brother here thanks you in advance, your third sister and I have been envious of you for a day."


    Sikong Xiaoyue reached out and snatched the cup from Sikong Haoxuan''s hand, and viciously said, "Little villain, you''ve received quite a few gifts today ah, elder sister wants half of it."


    Sikong Haoxuan, who instantly hid behind Song Ziyan, looked pitifully at his mother, "Mom, look, third sister is trying to rob me again. Those gifts are what I''ve earned from a day''s hard work."


    Song Zi Yan hugged Sikong Hao Xuan to her chest and took out an amethyst card, "Xuan''er, mom''s birthday present for you."


    Sikong Xiao Yue looked blearily at the amethyst card that quickly disappeared into Sikong Hao Xuan''s hands and said in dissatisfaction, "You little devil, you didn''t show it to your sister."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s small hand was placed in front of Sikong Xiao Yue, "Sister, my birthday present."


    Sikong Xiao Yue wrinkled that delicate and beautiful nose and pulled out a crystal ball as pure as clear water from her bosom and stuffed it into Sikong Hao Xuan''s hand.

 Chapter 11: The Way of Killing Without Regret

    Sikong Haoxuan slowly recalled in his mind that he had complained in front of Sikong Xiao Yue some time ago about the Imperial Capital Magic Shop''s futile name, which didn''t even have pure crystals. In the hands of a sorcerer, the purer the crystal, the more suitable it is to become a soul vessel.


    Touching the crystal ball in his hand, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart was filled with emotion. He clearly knew that although a pure crystal was a stone without any value for magicians and martial artists in the continent, but in a situation where 99% of the crystals in the continent contained magical elements, the value of pure crystals came to the forefront as things were more precious than rare. Not to mention the fact that this pure crystal was the finest decorative material that nobles craved for.


    Sikong Haoxuan really couldn''t imagine how long Sikong Xiao Yue would need to accumulate crystal coins to be able to buy such a large pure crystal ball. With her usual means of spending money, it was really hard for her, and the most important thing was that she was willing to do so.


    "Fourth brother, this is a birthday gift from second brother. I know you''re not interested in either magic or fighting qi, but I think you should have a general understanding of them." Sikong Mochun handed over a thread-bound ancient book, and he always viewed things so accurately and profoundly. To be able to make Sikong Mochun, who was as good as a book, take out a thread-bound ancient book as a gift, I''m afraid that it would be only a few of his brothers in the world.


    Sikong Haoxuan carefully put away the crystal ball and the ancient book, put this strong affection in his heart, secretly vowed to treasure it for a lifetime.


    While Sikong Haoxuan was in a turbulent mood, Sikong Buqun came late, a small figure covered in a cloak followed behind him.


    Song Zi Yan saw the small white sword symbol on the cloak of the petite figure, and was secretly surprised, guessing the intention of the old master to bring people from the Elder Pavilion over.


    "Xuan''er, take a look at the gift grandpa brought you. This is a hundred times more precious than that Extreme Spatial Ring, and it''s sent to you by Grandpa on behalf of the Elder Pavilion."


    The moment Sikong Mochun and Sikong Xiao Yue heard about the Elder''s Pavilion, their hearts were also startled. In the Sikong Family, the most mysterious place was none other than the Elder''s Pavilion. Many direct members of the Sikong Family only knew of the existence of the Elder''s Pavilion, but where exactly the Elder''s Pavilion was located and what some of the people were, for many years it was only the Sikong Family Head who was able to know in detail.


    Staring at the smaller figure wrapped tightly in the cloak, Sikong Haoxuan felt a big headache, ''''Sending a big living person? Why is the Elder''s Court in the mood to send spies into my special courtyard?"


    Sikong Buqun was deeply satisfied with his grandson''s dumbfounded expression as he pointed at the long brocade box in the hands of the two guards, "Xuan''er, that''s a gift your father sent you from the Southern Border. Xue''er grew up in the Elder''s Pavilion, you must treat her well."


    Simply unable to refuse his grandfather''s gift, Sikong Haoxuan returned to the courtyard with a heart full of twists and turns, and Xue''er quietly followed behind him. Elder Pavilion out of the people Sikong Haoxuan has not had the guts to slack off, greeted to the maid for Xue''er to freshen up, he himself toward the South Star''s room.


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    Nan Xing''s room, and his look, are so rigid, empty. Looking at Nan Xing who was still struggling with his "age", Sikong Haoxuan felt slightly relieved. During this period of time, Nan Xing had slowly adapted to the torture he had suffered in the loss of "years", and it was expected that he would soon be able to cultivate Dou Qi under the erosion of "years".


    When he moved his fingers, the ancient sorcery that had enveloped Nan Xing, the Years of Age, was dispersed. Although his body had been tortured and weakened, his eyes were still bright, indicating that he would not lose his mind under the erosion of the "Years".


    Those who were familiar with Nan Xing would definitely notice that there was a layer of death aura covering his body, and the flow of death aura all over his body made people feel a slight chill.


    At this moment, Nan Xing''s state was in great discrepancy with Sikong Haoxuan''s expectation, frowning quietly, Nan Xing could feel Sikong Haoxuan''s dissatisfaction with himself within his heart, but he did not know why. Without a trace of panic in his eyes, he also looked at Sikong Haoxuan quietly, waiting for him to speak.


    A moment later, Sikong Haoxuan sighed slightly, ''''Nanxing, you have relied on hatred for motivation during your years, right? Do you realize that one of your feet has already stepped into the gate of the Dao of Killing."


    "The Dao of Killing?" Obviously Nan Xing had difficulty understanding Sikong Haoxuan''s words.


    "Killers-kill for the sake of killing, it is difficult to generate any other emotions in one''s heart. Pursuing further killing throughout one''s life."


    "Is stepping into the Dao of Killing able to kill the Demonic Serpent Star Yin Qi?"


    Sikong Haoxuan did not expect that the hatred in Nan Xing''s heart was so intense, "When a killer achieves greatness, there will be no more unkillable people in the world. But Nan Xing, you have to think clearly, once you fully step into the Way of the Slayer, there will be nothing else in your life other than killing."


    The hint of anxiety on Nan Xing''s face disappeared and reverted back to being empty, "As long as I can kill Yin Qi, so what if I step into the Dao of Killing?!"


    Sikong Haoxuan wrestled Nan Xing a brocade box from his spatial ring, "The sword in this box is held by the warriors of the Vanguard Battalion. Having drank the blood of thousands of people, experience and understand the killing aura in it."


    Returning to the hall, Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes could not help but be attracted by Xue''er who had taken off her cloak. In his previous life, with Sikong Haoxuan''s status, he had seen countless beautiful women of various temperaments, but such a gentle little flower, Sikong Haoxuan was certain in his heart, would never appear in the modern society of his previous life.


    "Fourth Young Master, the night is late. Xue''er will serve you to wash and rest." Xue''er''s soft voice interrupted the inexplicable comparisons in Sikong Haoxuan''s heart.


    The somewhat embarrassed Sikong Haoxuan was clearly surprised in the face of Xue''er''s words, "What? You serve me?"


    With some amusement in her heart, Xue''er looked at Sikong Haoxuan whose behavior was a bit odd and said, "Yes, from now on, all of the Fourth Young Masters will be served by me, this is the task that the Elder''s Pavilion has given me."


    After asking Xue''er to sit down, Sikong Haoxuan personally poured a cup of juice for her, "Xue''er, the task the Elder Pavilion gave you is to serve me? Isn''t that too aggravating for you?"


    "It''s not aggravating, I serve the white-bearded grandfather in the Elder''s Pavilion as well."


    "Who is the white-bearded grandfather you serve, Xue''er?" Having a great interest in the mysterious Elder''s Pavilion Sikong Haoxuan began to set up Xue''er''s words.


    "I don''t know what the white-bearded grandfather''s name is either, but the people in the pavilion are all very respectful to the white-bearded grandfather." Xue''er''s retort didn''t seem to have a hint of heart.


    Hearing Xue''er say this, Sikong Haoxuan knew that he would not be able to satisfy his curiosity from Xue''er. Although Xue''er had lived in the Elder Pavilion since she was a child, I''m afraid that her knowledge of the Elder Pavilion was also very limited.


    After exhausting his efforts to persuade Xue''er to go to bed, Sikong Haoxuan returned to his room, organized his mood, and slowly sank into his fixation, comprehending the vastness of the sorcery in his mind in the meditative realm.

 Chapter 12: Robbed Again

    The next morning, Sikong Haoxuan woke up punctually in the middle of his fixation to find a pair of beautiful eyes staring at him curiously, "Xue''er, why are you up so early?"


    Xue''er blinked her eyes and said rightfully, "Of course I have to get up earlier than young master, otherwise how can I serve you? A few days ago, your living habits were reported to the Elder Pavilion, so I''m already familiar with it."


    Sikong Haoxuan could feel that early morning Xue''er''s heart was filled with happiness. There was some sighing in his heart, "Happiness seems to be really given by oneself, I am still feeling some sadness for this lovely little girl being a maid, it is really a bit unaware of what is going on, the son is not a fish, and he knows the joy of a fish."


    Xue''er skillfully waited on Sikong Haoxuan to dress and wash. "Fourth Young Master, you stayed up all night. Is it in cultivation?"


    "Spying?" This thought flickered from Sikong Haoxuan''s mind, "Yes, I was cultivating."


    "Fourth Young Master, you are really powerful. As powerful as my young master is, I haven''t even heard of him not sleeping in order to cultivate."


    Seeing that Xue''er did not continue to pursue what she was cultivating, Sikong Haoxuan could not help but be a little confused, he did not believe that the Elder''s Pavilion would send Xue''er to his own special courtyard to simply serve him in his own living.


    Throwing away the doubts in his heart, Sikong Haoxuan casually asked, "Why, do you also know that my big brother is powerful?"


    Xue''er''s small face lifted and said with some pride, "Of course, I also know that today, the Elder Pavilion will send someone to do a test on Young Master Wu Mei who arrived in the Imperial Capital yesterday. If Young Master Wu Wei passes the test, he will be given the opportunity to enter the Elder Pavilion for further training."


    Sikong Haoxuan was slightly surprised, "What, big brother returned to the Imperial Capital from the Southern Border yesterday? How come he didn''t return to the mansion? Or did he come back without me knowing?" With regards to big brother Sikong Wuyou, Sikong Haoxuan was somewhat unfamiliar. Since Sikong Haoxuan was born, big brother had been diligently resting his martial arts skills at school rarely returning home. After turning eighteen, he joined his father''s Blizzard Legion, and since then Sikong Haoxuan had rarely seen big brother Sikong Wu Mei.


    Sikong Haoxuan was still searching in his heart for the vague shadow of his elder brother, when a maid entered the room and saluted Sikong Haoxuan and said, "Young master, third young miss, is waiting for you in the living room."


    Sikong Haoxuan slapped his head in agony, thinking, "Why is she here? No need to go to school, huh? There must be nothing good going on!"


    After Xue''er put on Sikong Haoxuan''s brocade shoes, Sikong Haoxuan hurriedly walked towards the living room. He didn''t want to offend the "evil spirit" who was the closest thing to him in his family.


    In the living room, Sikong Xiao Yue was instructing the maids to rearrange the various hall ornaments. "Hey, this, don''t put this vase anywhere, how ugly. It''s not appropriate to put a vase in this hall, en, turn around and send it to my other courtyard."


    "Sister ah, why do you have to change my living room as soon as you come?" Before Sikong Haoxuan arrived in the living room, the sound of miserable cries arrived first.


    Sikong Xiaoyue laughed, "Little devil, what''s the matter? Sister is arranging the living room for you for free, but you''re still unwilling?"


    Sikong Haoxuan''s fingers trembled as he pointed at the living room, "Sister, but every time you finish rearranging my living room, how come there''s always something missing in my living room?"


    Sikong Xiao Yue approached Sikong Hao Xuan and patted his shoulder, "Little brother, that''s because there are some things that don''t fit in your living room."


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    Pointing at the vase, Sikong Littlemoon said, "Look, just like this vase, you''re a boy, how can you place such a thing in your living room? If this were to spread out, saying that the fourth young master in the Sikong family likes vases, how unpleasant would that be?"


    Sikong Haoxuan muttered in his heart, "Putting a vase decoration in the living room and liking vases don''t seem to be related." Taking two steps forward, he caressed the vase in the maid''s hand, "But, but this vase is a relic of the previous dynasty, more than five hundred years old, I got it with great difficulty from my grandfather!"


    Sikong Xiao Yue feigned anger, "What, little brother, you can''t be reluctant to part with this vase, right?"


    Both of Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes closed and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Shed."


    Sikong Xiao Yue patted Sikong Hao Xuan''s little face and said with a smile, "You little devil, don''t be a crybaby. Sister is aware that this time, your birthday income is quite a lot."


    Sikong Haoxuan hurriedly denied, "No, the gifts were all thrown out of the warehouse by mom."


    With a bad smile on her face, Sikong Xiao Yue pulled Sikong Hao Xuan and said quietly, "Little devil, don''t think I don''t know. Grandpa went to the warehouse this morning and looked at the empty warehouse and freaked out. You say, how could the contents of this warehouse disappear overnight?"


    Sikong Haoxuan didn''t know when there was an extra antique box in his hand, lifting his smiling face, "Sister, your little brother, I''m getting rich, how could I forget about you. This is not it, it''s all prepared for you. These jewels, they are all from that gang of pig-headed nobles, I don''t know what they think, my birthday even gave me jewelry."


    Sikong Xiao Yue nonchalantly snatched the box and gave a heavy kiss on Sikong Hao Xuan''s face, "Counting on you, you little villain, you still have a bit of conscience. Let''s go, today elder sister will take you to a fun place."


    Sikong Haoxuan didn''t have a chance to object at all and was dragged out of the Sikong Mansion by Sikong Xiao Yue.


    The four main streets of the Imperial Capital were not as noisy as the market, it was so solemn in its bustle, and there were no disorganized sounds of shouting and selling. Horses are strictly prohibited on all main streets, and a large number of large and small nobles leisurely stroll along the verdant streets of the imperial capital, entering and exiting the various stores on both sides of the streets.


    Being forcefully pulled out by Sikong Xiaoyue, Sikong Haoxuan looked at the different ethnic customs of the imperial capital with a mindset of both coming and going, full of interest. For this brand new world, Sikong Haoxuan wasn''t without a trace of interest, on the contrary, he was eager to understand and experience this strange world. However, Sikong Haoxuan knew that for him, an accidental intruder, strength was the basis of foothold, otherwise one could never have a sense of security.


    "This is ...... "Sikong Haoxuan was brought by Sikong Xiao Yue to a gorgeous pavilion, seeing the five golden fonts of "Brilliant Auction House" hanging on the pavilion, he turned around and walked away in fear.


    "Little brother ............" Sikong Xiao Yue chagrined and called out.


    Sikong Haoxuan who stopped his steps turned around and smiled bitterly, "Sister, look. Your brother really doesn''t have much money on him. This kind of place is not something your poor brother can play around with, it will bankrupt him."


    Sikong Xiao Yue blankly glanced at Sikong Hao Xuan without any good humor, "You, how could you be so petty, not at all like the fourth young master in the Sikong family. Today is once a year, the biggest auction in the Imperial Capital. Sister brought you here because she wants you to open your eyes, don''t stay home all day, you''ll be dumb. Don''t worry, you won''t be asked to buy anything."


    "I lost faith in your assurances as early as five years old." Before Sikong Haoxuan''s thoughts could finish turning, he was dragged into the auction house''s doors by Sikong Xiao Yue.


    The owner of the auction house, Viscount Kerr, did not dare to treat the arrival of the Sikong Family''s youngest master and third young miss in the slightest, and attentively brought the two of them into a luxurious box, greeting the maids of honor.


    Sikong Haoxuan nonchalantly sat down on the carved mahogany chair, received the fresh fruits handed over by the maid and finished biting them in a few bites, and closed his eyes to cultivate.


    "Fourth young master this is ......" Kerr somewhat hesitantly looked at Sikong Xiaoyue on the side, fearing that it was some kind of inadvertent behavior on his part that offended this young master who was famous throughout the imperial capital.


    Sikong Xiaoyue who wanted to pat Keer''s shoulder due to her lack of height, patted Keer''s arm and laughed: "Viscount Keer, don''t you mind. My brother is just this problem, he''s in a mood right now."


    Kerr looked at the childish looking Sikong Haoxuan and nodded understandingly, and said to Sikong Xiao Yue, "Third young miss, the auction is about to start, I will go out to greet the guests first, and I wish you the best of luck in purchasing something to your liking." Kerr instructed the maid to take good care of the siblings, and after excusing himself, he left the box.


    Sinking into the fixation, Sikong Haoxuan obliviously forgot where he was, and according to his usual habits, his mind was completely immersed in the comprehension and simulation of sorcery.

 chapter xiii - kerrs distress

    "Little brother, look! Surprisingly, it''s Master Barmer''s work, it''s so beautiful."


    Sikong Haoxuan woke up from his self-settlement without a trace of anger, "With such a powerful soul and the Reincarnation Heart Technique that has reached the second layer, I''m still being disturbed by my mind oscillating, this ''Woeful Essence'' is going to kill me sooner or later." Although his heart was dissatisfied, Sikong Haoxuan still followed the direction of Sikong Xiao Yue''s finger.


    The front of the box was directly in front of the auction hall, and the items on the auction table could be seen very clearly from top to bottom. At this moment, the fire phoenix shaped jewelry on the auction table had been called up to a high price of 50,000 crystal coins. What interested Sikong Haoxuan was the pair of gemstones set on the phoenix''s eyes, which kept changing colors.


    "What the hell is this gemstone? Wouldn''t it be a priceless treasure when placed on Earth?" Sikong Haoxuan estimated the value of the gemstones in his heart, but on his lips, he casually said to Sikong Xiao Yue, "Isn''t it just a piece of broken jewelry? Those two gems in the phoenix eyes aren''t worth fifty thousand crystal coins in my opinion."


    Sikong Xiao Yue stared at Sikong Hao Xuan with wide eyes as if she was looking at an idiot, "Little devil, I told you to read more, but you just don''t read. If you let the other nobles know about this, you will be ridiculed by them."


    Full of concern, Sikong Haoxuan reached out and took a bunch of fruits like grapes and threw them into his mouth, "What? That gemstone may be beautiful, but it won''t be priceless."


    For Sikong Haoxuan, Sikong Xiao Yue had been completely disappointed, looking back at the jewelry in the hall with little stars in her eyes.


    At this time, although Sikong Haoxuan knew in his heart that it was dangerous to talk too much,...... "Sister, is this thing really that valuable? Look, the price has risen to sixty thousand crystal coins."


    "What do you know! The value of this jewelry lies in the fact that it came from the hands of Master Barmer, and those two gems are worth ten thousand crystal coins at most. Master Barmer is the greatest alchemist in history, countless weapons and magical items have been produced from his hands, but for pure jewelry, Master Barmer only made this one, and legend has it that it was made for his wife. Little brother, sister likes this ornament so much, but sister doesn''t have enough money." Sikong Xiao Yue pitifully and unexpectedly squeezed out two tears.


    Under the attack of Sikong Xiao Yue''s tears, Sikong Hao Xuan handed over an Amethyst Card in a daze. After the amethyst card was handed over, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart was in the right place to die.


    Sikong Xiao Yue, who had won the Fire Phoenix Jewelry as she wished, pointed at the stage with a smile on her face and yelled: ''''Little brother, look, this is the auction for the orc slaves. You haven''t seen orcs yet, it''s not easy to see them in the imperial capital, but unfortunately the ones that can be captured are ordinary orcs, the big families in the imperial capital don''t care to have them."


    The Sikong Haoxuan who had never seen a beastman before was really taken aback, "What kind of world is this? Beast heads growing on human bodies?"


    "Little brother, these beastmen are really sturdy. Look at their muscles, it must be good to use them for strength work." Sikong Xiao Yue, who had also not seen a few orcs before, looked excited.


    Hearing Sikong Xiao Yue''s words, looking at a few lion-headed orcs Sikong Hao Xuan''s heart stirred, "If I get a few orcs to be my sedan bearers, it will definitely be very cool."


    An arrogant remark interrupted the mirth in Sikong Haoxuan''s mind, "These few beastmen, this young master wants all 10,000 crystal coins, I welcome all of you to come to my coliseum to watch their performance in a few days."


    "Hmph, another one of the biggest losers in the Imperial Capital. These beastmen who aren''t even low level martial artists are worth at most ten crystal coins each, the Os family will be lost to him sooner or later." Sikong Xiao Yue had a disdainful face.


    Seeing someone arrogantly auctioning off his favorite palanquin bearer, Sikong Haoxuan who was about to bid was stifled by Sikong Xiaoyue''s words, the words he was about to shout back into his belly. "Joking, if I bid here, won''t I surpass this loser and become the biggest loser in the Imperial Capital? Well, at least I have to save face for my parents." Sikong Haoxuan was glad that he reacted quickly enough.


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    Seeing that his palanquin bearer had been auctioned off, Sikong Haoxuan, who was not interested in the auction in the first place, in his boredom, couldn''t help but sink back into his fixation and cultivate away.


    After an unknown amount of time, Sikong Xiao Yue shook Sikong Hao Xuan awake, ''''Alright, little devil, still sleeping? The auction is over. Really, not watching a good auction, just knowing to sleep."


    "It''s cultivation ......," Sikong Haoxuan, who opened his eyes, corrected again.


    Sikong Xiao Yue, who did not react to the correction, seemed to suddenly think of something and came close to Sikong Hao Xuan''s ear, "Little bad guy, don''t tell mommy that I spent 90,000 crystals to buy the jewelry."


    Receiving Sikong Haoxuan''s affirmative assurance, Sikong Xiao Yue happily ate her fruits. Soon Kerr came to the box with the jewelry in a brocade box, "Third Miss, I''ve kept you waiting. This is your jewelry, please check it out."


    Sikong Xiao Yue was busy grabbing the brocade box in Kerr''s hand and sat to the side to carefully appreciate the Fire Phoenix jewelry in the brocade box.


    Seeing that only Sikong Xiao Yue had photographed the item Kerr, he said to Sikong Hao Xuan, "Fourth Young Master, how come you don''t fancy anything? What a shame."


    Sikong Haoxuan said with some regret, "Originally, I wanted to buy a few orc slaves, but my sister said that the bidder was the biggest loser in the imperial capital, so I had to give up."


    Hearing that Sikong Haoxuan needed orc slaves, Keer''s eyes lit up, "So what the fourth young master has his eye on are orc slaves, I happen to have four more here, just ......"


    Hearing that there are still orcs, Sikong Haoxuan, who was overjoyed in his heart, hurriedly said, "Just what? You despite the offer, this amount of money I can still afford."


    Kerr hurriedly shook his head and said, "Fourth young master, a few orc slaves are just a few, sending them to you is, how dare I ask for your money. It''s just that these four orcs have already been auctioned three times and have also been unsold three times."


    Sikong Haoxuan, who was already interested in orcs, was even more curious at this time, "How could they be unsold? Could it be that the major nobles of the imperial capital really don''t care to use orc slaves? Come to think of it, my family doesn''t have a single slave."


    "The fourth young master is right, although the major nobles in the imperial capital will not buy orc slaves, many of the private colosseums in the imperial capital are very willing to buy orc slaves. The reason why the four orcs I have here are often auctioned off is because all three of them have reached level four martial artist and one is surprisingly a totem priest, so they are not suitable to go to the beast fights, there is not the slightest significance for this level of martial artist to go to the beast fights any more, and the major nobles do not care to use the noble slaves, so they are just kept on being auctioned off." Kerr explained to Si Kong Haoxuan.


    Hearing Keer''s explanation, Sikong Haoxuan ignored Sikong Xiao Yue who was still staring at the jewelry in death, and busily asked Keer to take himself to take a look.


    In a corner of the auction house''s backyard, Keer pointed at the four large fine iron cages, ''''Fourth Young Master, these are the four beastmen. Alas, beastmen with martial skills are quite difficult to temper, they are dangerous."


    Sikong Haoxuan carefully observed the angry, red-eyed beastmen in the iron cages, and was greatly surprised in his heart, excluding which snake-headed beastman with a bizarre image, the rest of the whole were the three demons of the Lion''s Tortoise Ridge. Pointing his finger at that stout, thin and tall snake-headed orc, he said, "Kerr, why does he have a crystal ring around his neck?"


    Kerr somewhat proudly patted the iron cage beside him, "Fourth Young Master, this is our auction house''s exclusive forbidden demon ring, this is that totem priest, of the snake race, very rare."


    Sikong Haoxuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, it was too quiet, frowning slightly, "Keer, there won''t be any problems with these orcs of yours physically, right, why are they standing so quietly?"


    Kerr laughed, "Fourth Young Master, please look at the top of this iron cage. This is a crystal that has been enchanted with a mute boundary by a seventh level magician. These few orcs have learned that hissing is useless, that''s why they are so quiet. You can rest assured that they are all lean and strong."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes turned wryly, "Keer, tell me honestly, what is wrong with these orcs? Why do I get the feeling that you are so eager to cede them?"


    Kerr laughed bitterly, "Fourth Young Master, truly nothing can be hidden from your eyes. Truth be told, these orcs are extremely dangerous, and when that team of mercenaries sold them to me cheaply, I thought I was taking advantage of a great bargain. But you don''t know how hard they are to serve, the usual iron cage has no effect on them, I have to ask a magician to re-enchant this iron cage every once in a while, it''s simply a lot of effort."


    "Kill them and you won''t be relieved." Sikong Haoxuan clearly did not believe Kerr''s explanation.


    "Fourth Young Master, you don''t know? Beastmen who cultivate fighting qi to become martial artists are blessed by the God of War, and if they don''t die on the battlefield, then anyone who kills them will be cursed by the God of War."


    Sikong Haoxuan was slightly embarrassed by his own ignorance and hurriedly changed the topic, "So, it would be troublesome if I were to accept these beastmen? I''ll have to think about it ......"


    Keer hurriedly said, "Fourth young master, look, with the strength of your Sikong family, you will definitely be able to solve these individual beastmen. In this way, I will give you another item that has been in circulation for a long time as well."


    Sikong Haoxuan, who originally wanted to blackmail Keer, saw that his purpose was achieved, and after some more posturing, he reluctantly agreed to Keer, accepting these four orc slaves.

 Chapter 14: Soul Searing

    Returning to his home, Sikong Haoxuan had the guards carry the four iron cages to his own courtyard, spent half a day''s effort sending Sikong Xiaoyue away, and then headed towards the courtyard in a flurry of excitement.


    After peeking at the entrance of the courtyard for half a day, seeing that no one had noticed this place, Sikong Haoxuan hurriedly coaxed the guards carrying the iron cages away. In the Sikong mansion, the inner courtyard was not allowed for male guards to casually enter, and it was only because Sikong Haoxuan was favored in the family that there were guards who dared to sneak in and deliver the cage for him.


    Releasing the guards, Sikong Haoxuan woke up Nanxing, after all, he didn''t know much about orcs and needed to guard against them.


    Nan Xing must have made a new breakthrough in his cultivation, and had been cultivating with his eyes closed between walks, a faint red light flickering on the surface of his body. Walking didn''t seem to have the slightest effect on his cultivation, following Sikong Haoxuan unhurriedly, he didn''t seem to need his eyes at all, walking very smoothly between them.


    "People really can''t be compared to each other, comprehension is no match for that pervert, Second Brother. This is great, another cultivation pervert has appeared. Pity me for trying so hard for so many years, but I still can''t manage to maintain my cultivation state between actions." Sikong Haoxuan was able to feel that the Dou Qi in Nan Xing''s body was running at full speed at this moment.


    Although Sikong Haoxuan understood that an individual''s talent could not be envied, his heart was still indignant. Without good humor, he said to Nan Xing, "Go and remove the crystal on the iron cage."


    Nan Xing also did not reply, slowly stepped forward to remove the crystals on top of the iron cage between consecutive leaps and retreated back to Sikong Haoxuan''s side.


    "Is there any heavenly reason?!" Between Nan Xing''s vertical jumps, the faint red light on his body surface only vaguely flickered a few times, indicating that the impact of such a large movement on Nan Xing''s cultivation was also very weak, Sikong Haoxuan was completely convinced.


    "Damned humans, the God of War will not let you go, sooner or later, the punishment of the gods will come down on your heads." The stoutest lion man began to roar after the crystal was removed.


    "Good guy, no wonder Kerr had to use the mute boundary, this beastman has a lot of mid-air." Sikong Haoxuan, who was already in a bad mood, slammed his foot on the iron cage and drank, "Lion, be honest with me, or else I''ll chop off your beast whip to make wine."


    The lion man was dumbfounded on the spot, pondering in his mind what a "beast whip" was. "Humans, when the day comes that my Orc race breaks through the Kakel Pass, I will surely slaughter all of you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The Elephant Man waved his thick claws and roared at Sikong Haoxuan.


    The Eagle Man stared at Sikong Haoxuan with a pair of sharp eyes, staring at him with hatred in his eyes as if he wanted to tear Sikong Haoxuan into pieces.


    "Humans, you will be cursed by the God of War." The serpent man''s gloomy voice floated out from the iron cage, sending chills down his body.


    "What a bunch of things, do they not have the self-consciousness of being slaves and captives?" Sikong Haoxuan cursed in his heart.


    Glancing at Nan Xing, who seemed oblivious to the clamor of the beastmen from the side, with a face that looked like he was in need of a beating. With a wry smile, Sikong Haoxuan raised his hand and opened the four iron cages, "Nan Xing, these four beastmen are yours." After saying this, he flashed behind Nan Xing extremely quickly.


    The four beastmen saw Sikong Haoxuan suddenly open the iron cages and froze in the cages for a moment, just giving Sikong Haoxuan the time to flash.


    It was also a matter of an instant, the lion man let out a beastly roar, not even utilizing his fighting qi, just relying on the jealousy-inducing fighting talent of the beastmen, he jumped towards Nan Xing and Sikong Haoxuan, a gust of fishy wind swirling between his figures.


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    Fishy wind on the face, Nan Xing suddenly opened his eyes, rushed at the pouncing lion man is a fist, was wrapped in dark red fighting qi right fist, accurately bombarded on top of the lion man''s sharp claws. The beastman was unprepared for Nan Xing''s sudden attack, seemingly not expecting the two children in front of him to have the ability to counterattack at all.


    Nan Xing''s punch blasted the lionman into the iron cage again, half leaning on the cage wall dressed in tattered fur, the lionman was even more lousy. This punch not only woke up the lionman, but also the other three orcs. After looking at each other, the three beastmen, the elephant, the lion and the eagle jumped out of the iron cage and surrounded Nan Xing, without a trace of contempt on their faces.


    "Dangerous place, not easy to stay for a long time ......," the heart of the great pleasure Sikong Haoxuan, secretly retreat away, not at all put the safety of the South Star on the heart.


    Faced with three than their own taller than half a cut, fierce face of the beastmen surrounded, Nan Xing face hollow still, half a foot into the killing road of Nan Xing, in the battle will no longer appear fear and other negative emotions, the heart and soul of the slight trace of excitement, but also will be in his completely into the killing road, away from him. Fully stepping into the Killing Dao, all emotions would leave Nan Xing, which was both lucky and sad for him.


    With a lion''s roar, the lion man was the first to strike, golden fighting qi flashed above his sharp claws, and with a short jump, his sharp claws were already close to Nan Xing''s face.


    Although Nan Xing did not have too much actual combat surprisingly, but he won in the heart without any timidity and fear, fierce step back, swinging his fist to the lion''s sharp claws blasted. Without any negative emotions affecting him, Nan Xing''s grasp of the situation between battles had a surprising degree of accuracy.


    Fighting qi competition South Star and the lion man is half a catty, both in this all-out confrontation by the other party''s fighting qi shock injury internal organs. Was shocked back to the corner of the mouth hanging blood, he actually did not pause at all to elbow smashed behind the sculptor.


    Eagles obviously have incomparably rich fighting experience, without a trace of panic, toes on the ground slightly point, the entire body rises up in the air, from the top of the head of the South Star over and over, in the air, a turn, from top to bottom towards the top of the head of the South Star grabbed, sharp claws on the green fighting qi cut through the air, whistling and down.


    Nan Xing''s combat experience was not yet able to resist such an agile and bizarre attack, but he did not tie his hands and rolled on the ground, getting out of the range of the sculptor''s attack. Although there were a few more gruesome bloody cuts on his back, he was free from the threat to his life after all.


    "Balon, remove the forbidden magic circle from my neck, I''ll let these two boys know what will happen if they dare to enslave us orcs." The serpent man was clearly not satisfied that three orcs had yet to tackle a human child after all this time.


    It seemed that the snake man was the head of the four orcs, the lion man named Baron walked towards the snake man outside the iron cage with red eyes even though he couldn''t wait to personally tear apart the southern star in front of him.


    Sikong Haoxuan had a great fear in his heart for the snake man, a totem priest, so how could he be willing to let him remove the crystal ring that restrained his magic power. "Alright, Mr. Orcs, your performance ends here, let me do a little magic trick for you." Between Sikong Haoxuan''s fingers, at some point, there were four more orc hairs.


    The hairs that were ignited by the dark green flame flames slowly floated in the air. The courtyard, which was sprinkled with sunlight, slowly darkened as the hairs were ignited, and the shadow of the dark green flame reflected on the four orcs. The snake man with the sharpest spiritual sense, looking at the surrounding suddenly changed out of the strange environment, can not help but chills in the heart, secretly praying, praying for the blessing of the God of War.


    Four hairs in the air with dark green flames, suddenly burst out a flame, disappeared in the air. The four orcs who had long been attracted by the hairs saw this situation, and their hearts were violently tightened. The lionman''s eyes froze in fear as he saw a faint dark green flame ignite on his three companions. Before he could utter a word, a burning pain from the depths of his soul caused him to roll on the ground with a miserable scream.


    Ancient Sorcery-Scorch


    Scorching a creature''s soul with witch flames was one of the techniques used by ancient witches to subdue their witch slaves, imprinting an indelible mark on their souls.


    Sikong Haoxuan did not care about the beastman who was rolling on the ground in screams, and said to Nan Xing, "Go and treat the wounds, and think about the struggle just now."


    Nan Xing, who had long since closed his eyes, slowly walked into the room, with a light red glow on his body that appeared and disappeared. It seemed that the not-so-long struggle just now had consumed a lot for the inexperienced Nan Xing, making it impossible for his mind to continue concentrating.

 Chapter 15 - Witch Slave Branding

    Sikong Haoxuan called for the maids of honor, set up seats in the courtyard, and looked at the rolling and screaming beastmen on the ground with great interest. The maid of the Sikong family was worthy of being strictly screened and trained, and when they saw the beastmen rolling on the ground, there was no trace of surprise or fear on their faces, and they did not even look at them. As if they could not hear the screams of the orcs, they set up the table and chairs for Sikong Haoxuan and put on the fruits.


    Sikong Haoxuan''s heart sighed for the power of the orcs'' souls, if an ordinary human being would never last more than thirty seconds under the ravages of the scorching, this is really a powerful race.


    Five minutes, a few orcs actually lasted for five minutes under the scorching of the soul. In the ancient times, the most powerful sorcerer slaves could only last for two minutes under the burning of souls. At this moment, Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes had long been different when he looked at the orcs, as if he had discovered a treasure with excitement.


    "Beastmen, they are simply natural sorcerer slaves that can be tempered to become the most powerful sorcerer guards." Sikong Haoxuan meditated in his mind on the techniques used by the ancient great sorcerers to exercise their sorcerer guards. A moment later, not being able to get the hang of it, Sikong Haoxuan could not help but sink into his fixation and began to simulate the various methods of cultivating witch guards in the ancient times.


    The four beastmen who were freed from the soul scorching did not dare to make any movements and quietly lay in place. Those who hadn''t experienced the Soul Scorch would never be able to understand what kind of pain that was. In the ancient times, there had never been a single sorcerer slave who rebelled because there was a deep brand in the soul.


    Time passes the fastest when you care the least about it, and in what seemed like the twinkling of an eye, the heavens and earth had entered twilight. The maids of honor, set up bright palace lights in the courtyard.


    Opening his eyes, Sikong Haoxuan sighed regretfully, ''''It''s really unimaginable that in the ancient times, those powerful Sorcerer Guards were so tedious to cultivate. Under the existing circumstances of this world, I''m afraid that there is no hope of cultivating as many sorcerer guards as in the ancient times."


    Sikong Haoxuan rubbed his brow, simulating a large number of sorcery techniques in his soul in such a short period of time caused him to feel a little tired. Looking at the four beastmen who honestly stayed in front of him, their spirits somewhat depressed, he couldn''t help but feel some twinge in his heart.


    "Alright, all of you get up, don''t rely on the ground. As orcs bathed in the aura of the War God, how can you make such a gesture." Sikong Haoxuan said to the few beastmen who were lying on the ground.


    The four beastmen got up extremely quickly and stood in a row in front of Sikong Haoxuan. They themselves were not sure why they were behaving in such a manner, as if it was supposed to be so. Sikong Haoxuan looked at the four beastmen with satisfaction in his heart, "It seems that I still like beastmen warriors, beastmen lackeys really make people feel awkward."


    Sikong Haoxuan pointed at the lion man, "Starting with you, report your names."


    The lion head lowered its large head, not daring to look squarely at Sikong Haoxuan, "My name is Balon."


    Elephant Man: "Wick."


    Eagle Man: "Blue Miller."


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    Snake Man: "Uman."


    The four people were filled with fear, the four orcs who spoke carefully made Sikong Haoxuan feel greatly bored, but there was nothing he could do about it, the branding that was created under the Soul Scorch would follow them for the rest of their lives, the mentality of these orcs had long since been influenced by the soul subconsciously, and they had simply already forgotten their hostility towards Sikong Haoxuan.


    That is, the orcs will leave such a deep brand under the soul burning, if it is a human experiencing such a long time of soul burning, the soul has long been turned into flying ash, the depth of the brand is simply impossible to talk about.


    Sikong Haoxuan recruited the maids of honor and brought the four beastmen into the pavilion to rest, waiting for their spirits to recover before they could be competent litter bearers.


    Returning to the hall, Xue''er saw that Sikong Haoxuan was somewhat tired, she greeted the maid and called for hot water, and after personally testing the temperature of the water, she sprinkled it with fresh flower petals and cleaned and wiped it for him.


    Half lying on the soft chair, Sikong Haoxuan allowed Xue''er to wipe his face for him, so comfortable that he was unwilling to open his eyes. "Fourth Young Master, you seem to be very tired. Do you want me to order them to put on water for you to bathe?" Xue''er whispered in Sikong Haoxuan''s ear.


    "No need, let''s talk about it later, I''m going to check on Nan Xing, I don''t know how injured he is."


    "Fourth Young Master, just now, it was a beastman screaming outside, wasn''t it, it was very miserable. Was it the beastmen you captured back?" Xue''er''s large eyes were filled with curiosity.


    Sikong Haoxuan smiled faintly, "I bought them. What, since you''re interested in the beastmen, then you didn''t go out to take a look just now?"


    Xue''er skimmed her red and tender little mouth, "How could Fourth Young Master forget that I am your chamberlain. The rules of the mansion state that a chamberlain is not allowed to step out of the room without the master''s command."


    Sikong Haoxuan, who already had a headache with the numerous rules of the Sikong Mansion, scratched Xue''er''s small nose, "From today onwards, you are free in the Sikong Mansion to go wherever you want. If anyone questions it, you can just say that I said so."


    "Really? Great, tomorrow I can go to the back garden, I like that big pond in the garden the most." Xue''er waved her small hands with some excitement.


    Looking at Xue''er, who was like a small flower in full bloom, for the first time, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart was revolted by some of the rules in the family.


    "Alright, tomorrow, Xue''er can go wherever she likes, now go upstairs and rest, I''ll go check on Nan Xing." Sikong Haoxuan got up and said.


    Xue''er lifted her small face with some hesitation, "Fourth Young Master, there are rules in the residence, ah, if the master has not rested, the chamberlain is not allowed to go to bed first."


    Sikong Haoxuan became a little annoyed with these inexplicable rules, but reason told him that it was not Xue''er''s fault, and reluctantly said in a soft voice, "Doesn''t the mansion stipulate that the chamberlain must obey unconditionally?"


    Xue''er thought for a moment and seemed to comprehend what was going on and smiled, "Young master, I''ll go rest now."


    Looking at Xue''er who walked upstairs, Sikong Haoxuan shook his head, secretly deciding that he must change all the various inexplicable rules within the mansion when he has the chance.


    The arrangement in Nan Xing''s room remained the same, so that one would not have a single interest in the room. Nan Xing, who had long ago treated his wounds, was still standing in the room cultivating his Dou Qi. Sikong Haoxuan looked at Nan Xing whose body was flashing with red light, his heart was a bit puzzled, he had never been able to imagine how fighting qi could be cultivated while standing, this was probably also the reason why Nan Xing was able to adapt so quickly to cultivating while walking around.


    "Nan Xing, in such a short period of time, you were able to cultivate your Dou Qi to a level equal to that of a rank four warrior, such progress is something that I did not expect."


    The Dou Qi on Nan Xing''s body appeared to fluctuate briefly before smoothing out, Sikong Haoxuan knew that Nan Xing was listening to himself and continued, "There is nothing more I can point out to you about your Dou Qi cultivation, when you are able to cultivate completely in the ''Years and Years'', your Dou Qi will naturally be able to come to fruition in terms of quantity. Today, I will take you to feel what skill is."


    For the second time in such a long time, Sikong Haoxuan instructed Nan Xing on his martial skills, and Nan Xing, who had not yet fully stepped into the Dao of Slaying, had a brief fluctuation in his mind as he opened his eyes to gaze at Sikong Haoxuan.

 Chapter 16 - Killing in the Dead of Night

    Nan Xing stared, as if urging Sikong Haoxuan to hurry up and get to the topic he wanted to know. However, Sikong Haoxuan continued to say nonchalantly, "Nan Xing, have you heard of the Blood Pirates?"


    Although Nan Xing was dissatisfied that Sikong Haoxuan had said something irrelevant, the Blood Pirates still aroused his interest, "The Blood Pirates are rumored to be a gang of thieves that rose to prominence ten years ago, and this gang acted in a cruel manner, hence the name Blood Pirates."


    Nan Xing obviously did not know much about the Blood Bandits, and Sikong Haoxuan did not explain too much, quietly saying, "A few days ago, I peeked at the secret letter in the old man''s study, and the Blood Bandits came to the Imperial Capital not long ago. Although it''s only a small group of fifty people, they definitely have something up their sleeves, so the city guards have been watching them and haven''t made a move. Today, we will go to meet this Blood Pirate Regiment that is famous throughout the empire."


    The faint red dou qi that covered Nan Xing''s entire body suddenly disappeared, and it was evident that Sikong Haoxuan''s words had caused his mind and soul to be shaken to no small degree. Nan Xing felt helpless at such bold behavior of Sikong Haoxuan, not only peeking at the secret letter of the family head, but also intending to drill into the net laid down by the city guards. Looking at Sikong Haoxuan, who had already walked out of the room, Nan Xing had no choice but to quickly follow.


    Although Sikong Haoxuan''s use of his powerful soul power was limited, the soul fluctuations in a ten feet square circle could still be clearly mapped in his sea of mind. Within a ten feet square, as long as it was a living creature, it could not escape the perception of Sikong Haoxuan''s soul. Relying on his powerful soul sensing, he brought Nan Xing to easily avoid the tight guards in the Sikong Mansion, and slipped out of the Sikong Mansion which was like a huge labyrinth.


    Looking at the tall wall of the Sikong Mansion, Nan Xing really could not imagine that he had just walked out of the Sikong Mansion, one of the Four Great Families of the Imperial Capital, as if he was taking a stroll without any pause.


    Closely leaning against the root of the wall, Sikong Haoxuan quietly said, "Stay close to me, if we let the city guards discover us, it will be unexplainable."


    Closely following Sikong Haoxuan who was actually drilling towards the corners of the walls and the shadows, Nan Xing was certain in his heart that Sikong Haoxuan had traveled this route more than once, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be so familiar with it.


    After passing through three streets, Sikong Haoxuan stopped at the root of a wall outside a family''s courtyard. Turning back, he leaned close to Nan Xing''s ear, ''''This household, has been requisitioned by the city guards. This courtyard has the least number of watchers, we must go in from here to be able to penetrate to the courtyard where the Blood Pirates live."


    "Wait for me here." After quietly instructing Nan Xing, Sikong Haoxuan''s figure shifted and had already crossed inside the courtyard. Although Sikong Haoxuan had not obtained the method of utilizing his internal energy in his previous life, he had also comprehended some techniques of utilizing his abilities over the past few years.


    Nan Xing''s eyes stared at the location where Sikong Haoxuan had disappeared, filled with horror. At this moment, Nan Xing realized that Sikong Haoxuan not only knew those weird "magic", but also had martial arts skills. Such a fact obviously made Nan Xing unable to accept it for a short period of time, and his gaze was a bit dull.


    A few moments later, the courtyard door opened, after Sikong Haoxuan flashed out, he very quickly dragged Nan Xing, who was still in a state of stagnation, into the courtyard.


    Standing in the courtyard, looking at the five soldiers who fell to the ground, Nan Xing''s heart couldn''t help but start to get nervous, killing the city guards, if this is caught it is going to kill his head. At the critical moment, Nan Xing who had only stepped into half of the path of killing, his mind was completely out of control and was swayed by his emotions, he did not realize that the soldiers who fell on the ground were merely knocked out by Sikong Haoxuan.


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    Staring at Sikong Haoxuan who was digging holes in the wall, Nan Xing could not continue to remain silent, his emotions were beginning to seriously affect his mind which was already broken, "Young Lord, jumping over is just that, why go through so much trouble digging holes?"


    Sikong Haoxuan raised his head and gave Nan Xing a deep look, "Jump over? The Blood Pirates are surrounded by a battalion of city guards, at this angle, jumping over would be discovered. Nan Xing, you should continue to cultivate now to calm your mind, if you leave a permanent break today, then it won''t be easy to make up for it in the future."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s words were like a pot of cool water on the head to make Nan Xing awake, after looking up at the starry sky for a few moments, Nan Xing closed his eyes, his body flickered with a faint reddish glow, he finally managed to make up for the briefly appearing break in his mind.


    "Follow me." Sikong Haoxuan threw the dagger in his hand behind his spatial ring and drilled into the dug-through wall.


    There was not a single sound in the silent courtyard. The blue moon in the air, too, hid in the clouds, and with only a few hidden stars in the air, it was unable to illuminate the pitch-black earth.


    Lurking in the grass in front of a large house, Sikong Haoxuan pressed against Nan Xing''s ear, "In the darkness, can you see?"


    Nan Xing''s spirit was clearly at its best at this time, and hearing Sikong Haoxuan''s words, he merely nodded. Having reached the rank four martial artist level, Nan Xing had long possessed the ability to see at night.


    Sikong Haoxuan pointed towards the large house in front of him, "Where face lurks the fifty men of the Blood Bandit Regiment, in a moment you will follow me in, all you have to do is to try your best to see my movements clearly."


    Without giving Nan Xing any chance to inquire, Si Kong Haoxuan pulled Nan Xing up and quickly approached the big house. Nan Xing felt a warm current from Sikong Haoxuan''s palm, flowing into his body, his body was so light that it gave Nan Xing the illusion that he was floating.


    Pushing the door violently, the door latch snapped noiselessly under Sikong Haoxuan''s powerful internal force. Inside the house, no one made a sound, but the sound of daggers being sheathed was unceasing. Evidently, the house was by no means a group of rabble, but a group of truly murderous and disciplined team of thieves, the daggers in their hands did not show a trace of reflection, obviously the daggers were already sheathed, but the daggers in their hands seemed to merge into the darkness of the house, with only a faint silhouette.


    Nan Xing leaned against the door frame, his eyes barely able to keep up with Sikong Haoxuan''s movements at this moment, only to see him driving a trail of residual shadows, skimming in front of one thief after another, and the sound of his throat bones cracking almost made the newly stabilized mind collapse again.


    Although Sikong Haoxuan had not obtained any martial arts skills in his previous life, he had participated in the Siberian Death Training Camp and was incomparably proficient in killing techniques, and with the assistance of his internal force, these killing techniques became a terrifying martial art.


    Nan Xing wasn''t a child who hadn''t seen blood and dead people before, having lived with his father in the most vicious battlefields of the empire since he was a child, he had long been accustomed to killing people. However, at this moment, Sikong Haoxuan''s killing techniques caused chills to run down Nan Xing''s spine. Nan Xing was certain in his heart that there was absolutely no similar killing technique in the continent.


    Inside the room, only a few thieves'' eyes were able to capture Sikong Haoxuan''s true figure in the shadows, and although their hearts shivered at the strange speed, the daggers in their hands continued to fiercely slash at the figure that was being deceived by their own eyes. In vain, the knot in his throat was still crushed by Sikong Haoxuan''s extremely fast hand.


    At this moment, Sikong Haoxuan''s face was calm to the point of trembling, and he would occasionally reveal an inexplicable smile as he moved, as if he was playing and chatting with a friend, he hadn''t experienced this kind of wonderful flavor for a long, long time.


    The last thief lay down with unwilling eyes, fifty elite blood thieves who had been running the empire for ten years passed away just like that.


    Without even looking at the thieves who had fallen to the ground, he pulled up Nan Xing, who was still leaning against the doorframe with a slight realization, and flashed back the way he came with great speed.


    The purpose had been achieved, so don''t hesitate for a second if you can leave quickly. If things were to be exposed this time, and the fourth young master of the Sikong family was involved with the Blood Thieves and did something to silence them, that would be something that even a hundred mouths couldn''t explain.

 Chapter 17 - Transparent Blood

    Under the cover of night, the two of them returned to the mansion''s other courtyard without any problems. Sikong Haoxuan threw Nan Xing, who had a belly full of questions, towards his room and activated the years on his body. He returned to his room and cultivated with his eyes closed, as if nothing had happened tonight, everything was so natural.


    The city guards were worthy of being one of the elite troops guarding the imperial capital, shortly after Sikong Haoxuan returned to his house, they discovered the anomaly of the surveillance target. The battalion commander in charge of the surveillance did not dare to be negligent and was busy reporting the matter.


    Within a very short period of time, the city guards'' commander came in person. Under the intrusion to check out, one by one, as if the face of the enemy city guards could not help but change greatly, fifty thieves were killed in the room without exception.


    City guards commander Karnak black face will be responsible for monitoring the battalion commander after a reprimand, the heart can not help but begin to think about how to explain to the superior. Joking, in a whole battalion of city guards surveillance, let a person noiselessly kill fifty people without knowing, not to mention the face of the city guards, such a dereliction of duty his city guards commander''s head will also be unstable.


    At the time when Karnak was worrying about his own head, Sikong Buqun, who was in charge of the empire''s military affairs, had already gotten disappeared. In the study of the Sikong residence, he summoned Karnak, the commander of the city guards, overnight.


    In the study, Sikong Buqun was sitting in the center of the room, staring closely at Karnak who had hurriedly arrived. Sikong Buqun had always been satisfied with this personally promoted foreign member of the family, a capable person, and he was also very puzzled in his heart as to how such a big mistake could occur in such an important matter.


    Sikong Buqun said to Kanak who stood respectfully in front of him, "Do you know, the consequences of this matter?"


    Kanak didn''t dare to raise his head and knelt on the ground, "Yes, please chastise the family master!"


    "Chastisement? Can chastisement make up for the faults you have committed? Do you know that if this matter is not handled properly, you will be kicked out of your position as the City Guard''s Grand Commander. You know that His Majesty is personally in charge of this matter, why are you still so careless? Do you think that the other few clans will easily let this matter go in front of His Majesty?" Sikong Buqun said angrily.


    Looking at Karnak, who was kneeling on the ground without saying anything, Sikong Buqun closed his eyes and calmed his emotions, "Have you investigated the scene, and have you found any traces left by the murderer?"


    Karnak said: "my subordinate has ordered people to investigate the scene, from the murderer''s route, the murderer is very familiar with the city guards'' defense, so my subordinate boldly speculated that it is within the city guards or the family within the people. From the footprints found at the scene, I presume that the murderer was two people. Footprints are small and short, first ruled out the dwarves, because the footprints are shallow, with the average weight of the dwarves could not have left such shallow footprints. The rest is the dwarf race, but my subordinate is really unable to analyze why the dwarf race, which has been rare, would risk killing the Blood Pirates."


    Karnak said here in one breath and continued with some hesitation, "Judging from the footprints, there is also, there is another possibility, that is, underage children. But to say that two children killed fifty elite members of the Blood Pirates is even more absurd. In addition, the murderer''s killing method is very special, it seems to be a habit, and all fifty Blood Bandits were killed by crushing their throat bones." After Kanak finished speaking, he presented the written report to Sikong Buqun.


    Sikong Buqun looked at the report in his hand was very satisfied with Karnak''s performance, after the change, able to react quickly, "It seems that the footprints and this special killing habit is the only clue left by the murderer, let the magician go to do the footprints of the duplicate?"


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    "A magician from the city guards has been asked to go there, but because the footprints are too shallow, the compression of the earth''s earth element is limited, so the magician will need a not-so-short period of time to fully restore the footprints left on the ground."


    Sikong Buqun nodded and said, "You go back first, and order the city guards to blockade the nine gates and arrest anyone under suspicion."


    After Kanak exited the study, Sikong Buqun handed the report in his hand, to the person beside him, "Mr. Xi, how do you feel about this matter?"


    Mr. Xi, who usually lived in deep seclusion, appeared to be mysterious. No one in the Sikong Mansion knew what his name was, but it was clear to everyone that Mr. Xi was definitely deeply trusted by Sikong Buqun.


    After carefully reading over the report, Mr. Xi, who was holding his beard, said: ''''Kanak is indeed a talented person, and his adaptability is very fast. To be able to make such a detailed report just after the incident, it is indeed not easy. Only, this murderer''s killing method is indeed puzzling. Shattering human throat, is rarely seen on the continent''s killing techniques, but the army scouts commonly used to such techniques, it is also very likely that the murderer''s intentional cover-up. There is also a possibility that a few other clans had their eyes on the position of the Chancellor and couldn''t stand the loneliness."


    Sikong Buqun''s eyes flashed with brilliance, "Not going to analyze who the murderer is for now, let''s first think about how we can keep one of the positions of the city guards'' chancellor in tomorrow morning''s court. Want to hit my Sikong family''s idea, humph!"


    It was night, the Sikong family head''s study, the lights were on all night. Sikong Haoxuan did not know in the slightest that what he thought was seamless was already calling out under the analysis of several people. Magic, Sikong Haoxuan was still in the ignorant stage of the core skills of this world.


    Early in the morning, Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes on time, washed and dressed under Xue''er''s careful waiting. A maid had come over early to inform that Song Ziyan was going to have breakfast with Sikong Haoxuan today.


    Bringing the properly packed Xue''er with him, Sikong Haoxuan walked towards his mother''s private courtyard. Although the early morning air was so fresh in the Sikong mansion which was full of trees and flowers, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart was still frowning at the large section of the road to his mother''s private courtyard, and was calculating that he would need to make a sedan chair quickly.


    On the way, Sikong Haoxuan had been calculating and designing his own sedan chair. Although the scenery in the mansion was beautiful, it no longer attracted Sikong Haoxuan who was in it every day.


    If one concentrates on a particular thing, time always seems to be relatively short, and without realizing it, he arrives at his mother''s private courtyard. Song Zi Yan who had not seen Sikong Hao Xuan for a few days appeared to be very happy, "Xuan''er, not coming to mom''s place for a few days, did you forget about mom after you gained benefits?"


    Sikong Haoxuan knew that Song Zi Yan was referring to the Amethyst card that she had given herself on her birthday, the crystal coins there were incomparable to the usual pocket money that the housekeeping of the mansion allocated to her. Sikong Haoxuan hurriedly stepped forward to hold his mother and said: ''''Mom, see what you''re saying. How could I forget to greet you. It''s really because you''re not close to my courtyard, and as you know, your son is just a bit lazy. It will be fine after a few days, I''ve already thought of a way to come over to see you every day in the future."


    Seeing Sikong Haoxuan has long been full of joy Song Zi Yan, that will really go to blame the son, pulled Sikong Haoxuan at the table to sit down, waved his hand to signal the maid can open the meal.


    Song Zi Yan received a golden wine pot of pure color from the maid''s hand and said: ''''Xuan''er, this is a special product sent by your father from the Southern Border, and it is a very precious thing in the Southern Border. This is what he sent to honor your grandfather, and mother gave some to Sikong to let you taste it as well."


    Song Zi Yan personally filled the wine cup in front of Sikong Hao Xuan with a transparent liquid containing a few strands of bright red blood, "Xuan''er, this is the blood of the Golden Beast that is a specialty of the Golden Forest in the Southern Border. Your father sent it but it hasn''t been blended with a trace of water, quickly taste it."


    Sikong Haoxuan had sensed that this liquid was a type of blood as early as when Song Ziyan poured out the liquid. Soul Sorcery, in the ancient times, was known as the most cruel and bizarre sorcery that harmed heaven and earth, because the foundation of Soul Sorcery was Blood Sorcery, and it was only after ingesting the blood of a living creature to stabilize the foundation of the sorcery that it was able to ingest the soul of the living creature to cultivate Soul Sorcery. By chance, Sikong Haoxuan had directly condensed an innate powerful soul in his mother''s body, and although he had skipped the stage of blood sorcery, he still had an innate keen perception of blood.

 Chapter 18: The Realm of the Great Witch

    Facing the transparent blood in front of him, Sikong Haoxuan carefully picked up the wine cup and placed it on the end of his nose for a gentle sniff, "How is it that there is no peculiar fishy odor of blood?" Sikong Haoxuan was greatly surprised in his heart.


    Taking a small sip of the blood in the cup, a flavor close to that of erguotou filled Sikong Haoxuan''s mouth and chest. Instantly stimulated, Sikong Haoxuan''s face rose up with a long-lost wine halo, "Cool!!!" After shouting, Sikong Haoxuan drank all the blood in the cup.


    Song Zi Yan saw Sikong Hao Xuan''s exaggerated performance, twisted his ear and said: "Xuan''er, you honestly explain, when did you start learning to drink? Is it very refreshing?"


    Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes twinkled as he smiled at his mother in embarrassment, "On my last birthday, someone sent me several jars of good wine, so I just casually tasted it these days."


    Without waiting for Song Ziyan to ask more, Sikong Haoxuan was busy digressing, "Mom, is this really the blood of some golden beast? It clearly tastes like wine, without a hint of blood. It''s better and stronger enough than all those wines I''ve drank."


    Song Ziyan placed the wine pot in her hand on the table and put a few pastries in Sikong Haoxuan''s plate and said, "You ah, let you read more, you just don''t listen. The whole continent knows that the Golden Empire''s southern border, the Golden Forest''s specialty golden beast, the blood in its body is fine wine, and the blood contains a special magic element that is beneficial to the human body. In the market people are high-quality spring water into this blood to sell, this is the famous continent of gold wine. But this kind of wine often has a price but no market, the golden beast in the golden forest is not so easy to hunt. Very few people are able to drink this pure blood yet."


    "Watered down?" Sikong Haoxuan shook his head at this tyrannical behavior in the market. Seemingly venting, he stuffed the pastry into his mouth, his eyes still staring straight at the wine pot on the table.


    Song Ziyan said with some amusement, ''''Unexpectedly, my Sikong family has produced another drunkard. Don''t look at it, bring it back later."


    Sikong Haoxuan was overjoyed in his heart and couldn''t help but pull Song Ziyan, "Mom, do you still have this ''wine'' here? Let me bring some more back."


    "Your father sent a total of three jugs, I secretly left one for you, and gave the rest to your grandfather. Why, do you still want it? Go ask your grandfather for it, or else ask your father directly?"


    Sikong Haoxuan leaned back in his chair and said listlessly, "Ask grandpa for it? Which old drunkard would know that I took away a pot of wine from him, and would not skin me, but would still be able to ask for the wine from him?"


    Song Ziyan narrowed her eyes and laughed, "Where to ask your father for it, he is now the earth emperor of the southern border."


    Sikong Haoxuan rolled his eyes back, "Wouldn''t that be a direct surrender to father? If he knew that I drink, he wouldn''t cut off my rations for a few months?"


    Song Zi Yan dragged her chin and slowly and leisurely said, "Xuan''er, I can hear it, so you don''t dare to mess with your grandfather, and you''re afraid of your father, but you''re just not afraid of your mother, right?"


    Once Sikong Haoxuan heard Song Zi Yan''s tone was a bit off, he busily stood up and pinched Song Zi Yan''s shoulders, "Mom, what son in the world would be afraid of his mother? All I have in my heart is love for you, of course I won''t be afraid of you."


    Song Zi Yan intimately turned around and pinched Sikong Hao Xuan''s little nose, "Alright, don''t give me the bewitching soup. You go back first, mom has to go out to meet a sister in a while."


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    Sikong Haoxuan answered, picked up the wine pot on the table and ran outside the hall, obviously he hadn''t drunk too much yet, he just didn''t dare to be too unrestrained in front of his mother.


    "Slow down, remember that this ''wine'' can''t be put into any other containers, only this wine jug made of golden trees can guarantee its freshness." Song Ziyan loudly confided from behind.


    "Got it......" came Sikong Haoxuan''s voice, and the person was long gone.


    Returning to the separate courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan couldn''t wait to take out his treasured gold-encrusted crystal wine glass, pour it full of golden wine, and lie down on the soft chair to enjoy it one sip at a time.


    "Alas, it''s too little for one to enjoy." Sikong Haoxuan greedily sniffed the empty wine pot, his heart greatly dissatisfied. Under the stimulation of the liquor, Sikong Haoxuan could not help but recall the scene of his previous life when he was with a few of his brothers, eating meat in large chunks and sparring with large bowls of wine. Thinking of the world he was in at this time, he was in a trance as if he was in a dream. Strong wine, in the unknowingly down, has long been buried in the bottom of the heart for a long time of confusion, fear, homesickness, and so on emotions through the wine burst out. Wine has been exhausted, tearful Sikong Haoxuan, emotions still have not calmed down.


    The blood containing alcohol entered Sikong Haoxuan''s body, stimulating the blood veins around him to accelerate. In a trance, Sikong Haoxuan seemed to be awake within his body, he clearly experienced the impact of various emotions on his brain, and felt the liquid extraction and absorption of the strange blood within his body by the internal force between the operations, such as the liquid-like internal force produced a tiny crystal flower with the absorption of the strange blood.


    Soul vision, has the sharpest insight into the appearance of things, excludes all external and internal influences, and directly probes the core essence of things.


    Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes, knowing in his heart that since today, he could finally call himself a Great Sorcerer. Soul Vision was the watershed between an ordinary sorcerer and a Great Sorcerer, a sorcerer who had comprehended Soul Vision was equal to stepping into the true Great Sorcerer Hall of Fame.


    Although Sikong Haoxuan had always been able to perform some simple ancient sorceries with the help of his powerful soul, the change in the root cause would bring about a qualitative shift in the effects of sorcery.


    Sikong Haoxuan was now full of drunkenness on the surface, but through his soul he was sober like never before. Shaking the wine pot in his hand that was carved from golden trees, with a slight sigh of intent, he threw the wine pot into his spatial ring and walked towards Nan Xing''s room.


    In Nan Xing''s room, Sikong Haoxuan''s finger pointed in the air towards Nan Xing, and a dark green flame star emerged from Nan Xing and floated to his fingertips.


    The medium, was the greatest limitation and the most obvious weakness of a sorcerer''s ability to perform sorcery. Sikong Haoxuan, who had stepped into the Great Sorcerer realm, had minimized the requirements of the medium that a sorcerer had to resort to. As long as there was a chance to come into contact with a medium, then the imprint of that medium would remain in his soul forever.


    After dispelling the sorcery - "Years and Years", Sikong Haoxuan said to the blank-faced Nan Xing, "What did you realize last night?"


    After a moment of silence in the room, Nan Xing, who still had his eyes closed, said, "Never believe in what your eyes see."


    It seems that last night Nan Xing was stimulated by Sikong Haoxuan''s sudden ability to know martial arts and his ruthless and calm killing methods.


    Sikong Haoxuan laughed bitterly, "I am trying to make you understand that it is not enough to have a strong Dou Qi cultivation, it is the techniques that can sublimate your painstakingly cultivated Dou Qi."


    Nan Xing did not speak, obviously pondering the meaning in Sikong Haoxuan''s words. Sikong Haoxuan took out a book from his spatial ring and flung it to Nan Xing, "This is my perception of the human body, meridians, acupoints and some techniques, take it and study it. You need to note that the meridians and acupoints can''t withstand the impact of the violent Dou Qi generated by your muscles, you just need to understand them. Perhaps when you step into the Xiaoyue realm, you will be able to introduce fighting qi into your meridians, and at that time, I''m afraid you will be able to discover a new world."


    Nan Xing opened his eyes and flipped through the not-so-thin book in his hands, slowly becoming entranced by its contents. Sikong Haoxuan shook his head and exited Nan Xing''s room. "In a few days it seems that he will have to find him an opportunity to be able to kill, without experiencing blood, one will never comprehend a killing technique that suits them." Sikong Haoxuan pondered in his mind.

 Chapter 19 - Yima Map

    In the center of the hall, Sikong Haoxuan was lying on a large sandalwood table depicting the palanquin designed in his mind, Xue''er was beside him quietly watching with a puzzled face.


    A few moments later, Sikong Haoxuan threw the pen away, "Finally drawn, Xue''er you take it to the internal affairs office and ask them to find someone to make it for me, remember to make it out of golden silk sandalwood."


    After Xue''er put away the drawing that Sikong Haoxuan had drawn, she saw Sikong Haoxuan wiping his hands with a beautifully embroidered cloth scroll, staring at it for a while, she was a little surprised, "Fourth Young Master, how come this handkerchief of yours has a subtle fluctuation of magical elements?"


    Hearing Xue''er say this, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart stirred as he handed the cloth scroll to Xue''er, "This is a map that has been auctioned off many times where the auction house owner, Ke''er, gave it to me, and I used it to make a handkerchief because I saw that it was beautifully embroidered. What? This thing can''t really be some kind of treasure map."


    Xue''er held the cloth scroll and carefully felt the slight magic fluctuations on it, a moment later she shook her head in disappointment, "Fourth Young Master, Xue''er can only feel that this cloth scroll contains magic elemental fluctuations but cannot find the source of the fluctuations, so she doesn''t know what this kind of magic fluctuation represents."


    A little spark just popped up in Sikong Haoxuan''s heart, which was immediately doused by Xue''er''s words, he took the cloth scroll and touched it fiercely on his nose, "I knew that this thing wouldn''t have any secrets, or else how would it have been auctioned off so many times at the auction house."


    Xue''er looked at Sikong Haoxuan''s somewhat exasperated appearance and pursed her small lips with a smile, "Fourth Young Master, this cloth scroll is definitely hiding some secret, it is very difficult to incorporate such slight magic elemental fluctuations into a cloth scroll, it must have been done by a high leveler who has surpassed the seventh level mage. I have an unusually sharp perception of magical elements because my body does not contain any magical elements. I''m afraid an ordinary person wouldn''t be able to easily detect it yet. So I think that since it was done by this kind of mage, there must be a reason for it."


    "Is that so? It seems like it needs to be taken to show mom." Sikong Hohgen, who lacked knowledge of magic, had renewed interest in this cloth scroll in his heart and was determined to unearth its secrets.


    Sikong Haoxuan casually touched the dirt he had just wiped on the cloth scroll towards the hidden part of his body''s clothes, "Xue''er, go to the inner office." After saying that, he hurriedly rushed out the door towards his mother''s special courtyard.


    Song Zi Yan had just entered the courtyard not long ago, and watched as Sikong Haoxuan rushed in in a flurry of wind and fire. Thinking that something had happened, her face slightly changed as she greeted her, "Xuan''er, in such a hurry, what happened?"


    Seeing his mother, Sikong Haoxuan complained bitterly, "Mom, I''ve been here several times, why are you just coming back?"


    Receiving the juice handed over by the maid, taking a sip to moisten his throat, Sikong Haoxuan raised the cloth scroll in his hand, "Mom, quickly help me see if there are any magic fluctuations on this thing?"


    Song Zi Yan received the cloth scroll and said in an unfavorable manner, "Just for this? Seeing how you ran in a hurry, I thought something had happened. Magic fluctuation? Why don''t you find the steward of your other courtyard to take a look? Hehe ......"


    Song Ziyan who was speaking felt the magic elemental fluctuation on the cloth scroll and couldn''t help but close her eyes quietly as if she had entered meditation.


    A few moments later, Song Ziyan''s hand that was holding the scroll of cloth was flooded with a faint blue light, and accordingly, a hint of bright red light was also flooded on the scroll of cloth. It seemed that the threads used for the exquisite embroidery on the scroll of cloth were such a hint of bright red light.


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    Like removing threads, the threads of bright red light dissipated under Song Ziyan''s movements, and the cloth scroll slowly realized a completely different pattern from the original. As the bright red light dissipated, beads of sweat slowly seeped out from Song Zi Yan''s forehead. Only after Sikong Haoxuan noticed, did he realize that his mother was not removing these red lights with ease.


    Looking at Song Zi Yan, whose face was slowly turning a little pale, Sikong Haoxuan had some regrets in his heart for bringing such a broken thing to his mother. But with his knowledge of magic, he simply didn''t know what to do to help his mother at this point in time.


    Time slowly passed, Song Zi Yan''s state was getting weaker and weaker, although Sikong Haoxuan knew a little about magic, but at this time he also knew that this was the consequence of excessive consumption of magic power.


    Anxious and helpless, Sikong Haoxuan couldn''t wait any longer, and was about to send his maid to ask her grandfather to come, when a maid who had been standing behind Song Ziyan put her palm on Song Ziyan''s back, and a blue glow appeared on her palm as well. After Song Zi Yan replenished her magical power, her face slowly improved, and only then did Sikong Haoxuan feel relieved.


    Deciphering this mysterious cloth scroll continued until nightfall, the maid who transmitted magical power to Song Zi Yan changed back and forth for five times.


    The bright red light on the cloth scroll completely dissipated, revealing a brand new pattern, Song Zi Yan weakly cursed, "Xuan''er, where did you find such a thing, it almost tired me to death."


    Sikong Haoxuan assisted his mother to sit on the chair moved by the maid, and then gave an honest account of the causes and consequences of obtaining this pair of cloth scrolls.


    After Song Zi Yan rested for a while, her spirit obviously improved, after listening to Sikong Hao Xuan''s explanation, she couldn''t help but carefully observe the cloth scroll in her hand.


    Slowly Song Zi Yan''s expression became more and more serious, a moment later, Song Zi Yan returned the cloth scroll to Sikong Hao Xuan, ''''Xuan''er, I''m afraid that this is really a treasure map, the text on it is the Ancient Yima text from a thousand years ago. The Ancient Yima Empire was the largest empire in the history of the Yag Continent in terms of territory, which period was also the most flourishing period of the continent''s civilization, especially the development of alchemy. The only Alchemy Patriarch in history, Barmer, had pushed the Alchemy civilization to its peak during which period. Its demise a thousand years ago has always been an unsolved mystery in the continent. Perhaps the map in your hand can solve this thousand-year-old mystery."


    Sikong Haoxuan did not expect the map in his hand to come from such a great source, and looked at it over and over again, "It''s really a treasure, this trip is a fortune. Mom, what kind of magic hid the original face of the map?"


    Hearing her son''s inquiry, Song Ziyan''s eyes lit up and she marveled, "Magic embroidery? Let''s call it that for now, after all, it''s a magic technique from a thousand years ago. It''s also the first time I''ve seen such a fine use of magic elements, it''s unbelievable. Using magic to reweave an entirely new pattern on the original map, in order to hide the original pattern. It''s certain that this is by no means a level that the continent''s current magicians can achieve. Even if there are magicians who are able to control the elements so meticulously, there is no way to ensure the natural loss of the elements, let alone causing them to remain for a thousand years."


    Sikong Haoxuan could only understand half of these words, and for a moment, it was like falling into a fog, "Mom, it''s still you who is powerful. No matter how powerful the blindfold is, it was still cracked by you?"


    Sikong Haoxuan''s shallow understanding of magic had long since caused Song Zi Yan to die, she said without a trace of anger, "Being able to crack it does not necessarily mean that it can be established, Xuan''er, you wouldn''t be ignorant of such a shallow reasoning, would you."


    To the thickness of Sikong Haoxuan''s face skin, is also face hot, how could he not understand such shallow reasoning, I am afraid that he has a more profound understanding than others. But for some reason, once Sikong Haoxuan came into contact with magic, he appeared to be a bit of an idiot.


    Song Zi Yan doted on her son who was a little embarrassed, ''''Xuan''er, it''s late, you should go back to rest first. The map must be kept safe, don''t go exploring any treasure privately, it''s very dangerous."


    After Sikong Haoxuan ran out of the other courtyard, Song Ziyan said to the maid behind her, "Bing Li, go to wherever the old master is. Tell him that his grandson has obtained a very dangerous treasure."


    "Yes, ma''am."


    Song Ziyan, who was half reclining on the chair, knew clearly in her heart that with Sikong Haoxuan''s wealthy character, it was unlikely that he would tell his grandfather about the treasure, and would most likely go on a private treasure hunt for the purpose of keeping it all to himself. Song Zi Yan thought more and more uneasy, and explained the maid beside her, this period of time to watch the young master, if the young master privately out of the city, immediately notify her.

 Chapter 20 - Orc Sedan Chair Bearer

    Sikong Haoxuan had been studying the treasure map for three days, but still hadn''t found any clues on the map that revealed its original appearance. This was mainly because the map was complex, like a huge labyrinth and a messy complex of puzzles.


    Sikong Haoxuan in front of the table, piled up on the ancient Mima Empire text, history, and other related books, against the map constantly flipping through, really the book to the use of the time party hate less ah.


    Xue''er gently placed one of Sikong Haoxuan''s favorite juice on the table, ''''Fourth young master, take a rest. You have been reading for a day and a night."


    With Sikong Haoxuan''s cultivation at this point in time, he had long since not needed to sleep to regain his energy, and although he had been reading for a day and a night, there was not a trace of fatigue on his face. Picking up the juice sent by Xue''er and taking a sip, he said, "Xue''er, what do you mean by how the writing of the Ancient Mima Empire a thousand years ago is so complicated, it really makes one''s head spin."


    Xue''er gently rubbed Sikong Haoxuan''s temples, "Of course it''s complicated, although the Ancient Mima Empire was the most glorious period in the history of the continent, there were indeed many branches in the script, the continental common language that we are using now evolved from a branch of the Ancient Mima language."


    Under Xue''er''s soft massage techniques, Sikong Haoxuan closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed himself. His brain, which had been stirred into a muddle by the complex Ancient Yima script, slowly cleared up, "Xue''er, you seem to have some knowledge of the Ancient Yima Empire''s culture, ah?"


    "Of course, I can''t practice martial arts and magic due to my health, so I usually read a lot of books. The culture of the Ancient Yama Empire is what I''m most interested in." Between Xue''er''s words, Sikong Haoxuan was able to feel that pride in her.


    Fiercely hugging Xue''er to his body, he seized her delicate little nose, "Good, Xue''er, since you''re so familiar with the Ancient Yima Empire, you don''t take the initiative to help young master me with this damn map either?!"


    Xue''er, who received a sudden sneak attack, reddened her little face in Sikong Haoxuan''s arms as she murmured, "Fourth Young Master didn''t ask Xue''er to help, and Xue''er didn''t dare to take the initiative. I know it, this map is very important."


    Although Sikong Haoxuan''s heart was wary of Xue''er from the Elder''s Pavilion, but in the long time together, Xue''er''s good behavior and obedience, naivety and beauty and other factors made Sikong Haoxuan''s wariness slowly fade, otherwise Sikong Haoxuan could not have allowed Xue''er to have a chance of touching the map.


    Sikong Haoxuan lightly sniffed the fragrance between Xue''er''s long hair, "Xue''er, in the future, in the other courtyard, you''ll forget what you''ve learned about the rules of the mansion, say what you have to say, ask what you have to ask, and do what you want to do, got it?"


    Obviously not used to being in such close contact with Sikong Haoxuan, Xue''er''s body in Sikong Haoxuan''s arms was a little stiff, "Understood, Fourth Young Master."


    Sikong Haoxuan got up and carried Xue''er to a chair, "Xue''er, from today onwards, put aside everything else and just help young master study this damn map. Also, from now on, call me young master, fourth young master, dead young master? How does it sound?"


    Xue''er smiled sweetly at Sikong Haoxuan, "Understood, Young Master."


    Looking at Xue''er who was lying on the table and had already entered the research state, Si Kong Hao Xuan felt a wave of relief, finally getting rid of this damn nightmare, finally having the time to try out the sedan chair that had been delivered two days earlier.


    Somewhat impatiently, Sikong Haoxuan casually took a piece of white paper, tore it into a small person shape and handed it over to Xue''er, "Xue''er, this is a gift from the young master to you, carry it with you and do not lose it."


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    Xue''er received the paper man in Sikong Haoxuan''s hands with some confusion, in her heart, although she was a little puzzled by such a random gift, the chamberlain was not qualified to question her master''s behavior, "Understood, young master, Xue''er will definitely keep it well."


    Watching Xue''er tuck the paper person into her bosom, only then did Sikong Haoxuan feel relieved and leave the room, running to the backyard to look at the continent''s first sedan chair that he had long ago ordered to be placed somewhere.


    In the other courtyard, the room of the four named beastmen.


    The four beastmen had already broken through to fifth level martial artists after Sikong Haoxuan had opened their meridians a few days ago. Beastmen who surpassed level five martial artists would receive the blessing of the God of War, not only would their beast-like faces transform into human forms, but they would also receive unique racial talents.


    Baron chewed on the roasted meat, if not for the golden tattoo on his face he could not tell that the strong man in front of him was an orc, he threw the bare bones in his hand casually and rushed at Blue Miller with a rough voice, "I say, Blue Miller hasn''t seen the young lord for a few days, do you think the young lord will promise me to take the skills that he has taught me, and contribute them to the tribe?"


    Blue face with blue tattoo marks of blue Miller, eat like more elegant than Baron, with the hands of the dinner knife will be a wisp of roast meat shaved into the mouth, slowly chewing to enjoy, even the eyes are too lazy to open, to Baron''s words at all lazy to answer.


    Looking at Blue Miller''s dying look, Balon smashed the leg bone of the unknown creature he had just gnawed clean in his hand towards Blue Miller, "Blue Miller, I''m asking you."


    Slightly tilting his head to avoid the leg bone''s attack, Blue Miller lazily opened his sharp eyes, "Balon, I know that you, the Rhine clan, are a very united clan, and that the young lord''s skill of practicing fighting qi like this can easily allow an orc to reach a level 5 martial artist, it''s not wrong for you to want your clan to be strong. But you have to remember that you are not qualified to ask the Young Lord for anything right now."


    Balon was somewhat disheveled, "But, but I really hope that the great Rhine tribe can be revived."


    Uman, who had black tattoos on his face, said in a gloomy voice, "Balon if you ask the Young Lord for anything when you are not qualified, I will sentence you to death on behalf of the God of War."


    Wick put down the roasted meat in his hand and patted Balon''s shoulder with his huge and greasy palm, "Don''t worry, there will be a day when you will have the qualifications to make a request to the Young Lord, and he will surely grant it to you. The renaissance of the Rhine race will definitely be realized under your influence."


    Balon nodded at Wick, who had a green tattoo on his face, "Thank you, Wick, I think I understand what you all mean."


    Sikong Haoxuan rushed into the room of the four orcs and shouted with some excitement, "Let''s go, guys, go and see what you''re going to do in the future, you''re the first set of litter bearers in the history of the continent."


    The four orcs obviously had difficulty understanding the word "palanquin bearer", but they still immediately got up and followed behind Sikong Haoxuan out of the room.


    In the backyard, the four Orcs stared at the strange and magnificent things in front of them in a somewhat stupefied manner.


    The wooden rectangular frame closed on three sides was finely carved with a long magical beast that appeared very majestic, the beastmen did not recognize this kind of Chinese dragon. Fixed in the middle on two tough round wooden palanquin poles, the entire palanquin poles were carved into two coiled dragons.


    The top of the four corners of the four corners rise upward to converge as the tip, the four corners were carved into four dragon head. The bottom of the sedan chair is closed with wooden boards, on which a backrest for two people can be placed. On both sides of the small window, hung with beautifully embroidered dragon curtains. The sedan chair is covered with soft white long-haired magical beast skins, which makes people feel lazy inadvertently.


    Sikong Haoxuan was very satisfied with the expression of the beastmen after seeing his sedan chair, drilling into the sedan chair he couldn''t wait to say, "There are two of you in the front and back, and one of you will carry a sedan chair pole."


    Although the palanquin was large, in which two adults could be seated perfectly, with the gifted strength of the orcs lifting it was obviously not yet laborious. In the courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan took great pains to instruct the orcs on how to maintain their balance, how to increase their speed, how to cope with unexpected qing situations, and so on.


    In the end, the four orcs finally understood that their job was to carry this sedan chair and act as bearers for the young master, and their duty was to keep the sedan chair smooth and cope with emergencies to act as bodyguards for the young master.

 Chapter 21 - Brothers Apart

    Time passed quickly, in the blink of an eye it was more than three months.


    There was an extra special sight in the Sikong Mansion, a dragon sedan chair carried by four sturdy beastmen, frequently appearing in all corners of the Sikong Mansion.


    Under Sikong Haoxuan''s training, the four beastmen had grown into qualified sedan chairmen. Not only could they carry the sedan chair and fly, but they were also able to keep the sedan chair trembling between a fixed frequency as they flew, embodying the sedan chair''s comforting essence to the fullest.


    In the back garden of the Sikong mansion, inside a pavilion on a rockery, a blonde-haired youth saw the sedan chair that sped past not far from his eyes, rubbed his eyes and said to Sikong Wu me next to him, "Wu me, am I blind? What is that thing?"


    After returning from the Southern Border, Sikong Wu Me, who did not often show his face in the mansion, faced this blonde-haired youth with a respectful expression and said, "Your Highness Valle, in the Sikong family, only my younger brother Sikong Hao Xuan, who does not do any work all day long, would make these strange things that are out of place in a nobleman''s identity."


    Standing to the side, Sikong Mochun said if he had a point, "Big brother, you''ve been back for some days, why don''t you go and take a look at fourth brother, you still seem to owe him a birthday present."


    Sikong Wu me frowned, "He received so many gifts for that sensational birthday in the Imperial Capital, there is no lack of me for such a gift."


    Valle recovered his gaze that followed the sedan chair and laughed, "Which one of you in the family and its favored baby brother, I''ve heard a little bit about it in the palace ah, even father emperor has given him a birthday gift."


    Sikong Mochun looked at Sikong Wuyi with a slightly sunken face out of the corner of his eye, his heart couldn''t help but be flooded with a hint of worry, "Your Highness, Valle, His Majesty the Emperor that is taking advantage of the fourth brother''s birthday to celebrate his father''s success, otherwise, how could the fourth brother have been so blessed."


    Val Lie looked back at the sedan chair that disappeared into the corner of the garden and walked out of the pavilion, "Let''s go, I should go back as well, the scenery of the Sikong family is really different."


    Sikong Wu me and Sikong Modun two brothers sent this grand imperial prince out of Sikong mansion, Valle saw Sikong Modun leaving first, said in Sikong Wu me''s ear, "Wu me, your fourth brother''s popularity in the imperial capital is truly unrivaled ah, I heard that he and pleases the Duke of Bu Qun, even High Priestess Su Qiu confessed that she can''t see through him. Will Duke Buqun still abide by the principle of establishing the eldest and not the youngest as the head of the family?"


    Without waiting for Sikong Wuyi to speak, Valle patted his shoulder and stepped into the carriage to head back to the house.


    Looking at the far away carriage, Sikong Wu Mei secretly said, "The Sikong family still has the Elder''s Pavilion, so it''s not up to grandpa to abolish the principle of standing up for the eldest and not the youngest, it''s just ......"


    In the Imperial Capital, the impact of Sikong Haoxuan''s sedan chair was far beyond his expectations. The many nobles who would have been doing nothing all day were greatly interested in this novelty. All kinds of imitations filled the streets of the imperial capital, slowly the nobles found that the sedan chair this tool is not only more convenient than the carriage, but also seems to be more noble.


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    The first to eat crabs in the Sikong mansion was Sikong Xiaoyue who could never be at peace. Under the threat of its usual means, Sikong Haoxuan helplessly designed a sedan chair for her, only the carvings on the sedan chair, from Tenglong to Xiangfeng.


    Design addicted Sikong Haoxuan, simply designed a luxurious to the extreme color phoenix sedan chair for his mother, for a time, Sikong Haoxuan''s top dragon sedan chair is not so conspicuous.


    In Sikong Haoxuan''s courtyard, Xue''er said with some concern, "Young Master, you just exasperated the Family Master away, will you be alright?"


    Sikong Haoxuan lay deep in the soft chair, "It''s fine, humph, usually the old man is so stingy, can''t let go of every opportunity to strike him."


    Xue''er covered her small mouth and laughed, "It''s just designing a sedan chair, look at how angry the head of the family is."


    "The craftsmen at home have already familiarized themselves with the sedan chair making process, this kind of thing with no technical content, they will only design it better than me. The old man came over here to hit on the treasure map idea."


    Sikong Haoxuan sat up and took a sip of juice, "Xue''er, how is your study of that map going?"


    "I''m sorry young master, the map is too complicated, Xue''er has yet to organize a clue until now. In fact, if young master hands the map over to the family head, there are many capable people in the family who can definitely figure out where the map refers to as soon as possible."


    Hearing Xue''er''s words, Sikong Haoxuan looked a little nervous and shook his hands straight, "No, no, if we hand the map over to the old man, he will surely swallow the fat meat privately, and in the end, we can only drink some soup."


    "Alright, Xue''er, you go and continue to study that damn map, you must keep an eye on it, don''t let the old man cheat you. I''ll have Balon go check on Nan Xing, I don''t know how he''s been living in the Colosseum for the past two months or so."


    Xue''er looked at Sikong Haoxuan''s nervous appearance and muttered in her heart, "Young master is just as stingy as the family master, he doesn''t think about it, if the family master really wants this map, can he hide it?"


    The Imperial Capital''s Colosseum, under the cover of the powers of the great families, engaged in the dark slave trade and bloody shows, earning astronomical profits every day.


    Inside the Colosseum located in the southeast corner of the Imperial Capital, Nan Xing was the only fighter among them with a free status.


    Balon followed behind the attendant, and the badge of the Sikong family on his body made the attendant not dare to slow down. The faint smell of blood in the air made Baron''s blood boil, the warrior bathed in the light of the God of War loved drenching blood.


    The attendant pointed to a lone house, "Where is the man you seek." After speaking, regardless of Balon''s reaction, he hurried away, as if there was something in the room that frightened him.


    Balon rushed at the attendant''s back and viciously cursed, "Damn humans." Immediately after cursing, he added in his mind, "Not including the Young Lord."


    Walking to the front of the room, Balon, who had just pushed open the door, was shocked out of a cold sweat by an overpowering killing aura. In the darkened room, Nan Xing stood in the shadows with his eyes closed, "What are you doing here?"


    Balon couldn''t understand how Nan Xing, who he hadn''t seen for only two months, could have such a horrifying change, the murderous aura that surrounded him as if it was substantial was creepy.


    "Young Lord, Young Lord asked me to tell you that you can go back." Facing Nan Xing, who was a cut shorter than himself, Balon''s voice stuttered a little.


    "Got it."


    The sunlight shone on Baron who walked out of the room, slowly dispelling the cold air he was feeling, looking back at this house isolated in the coliseum, Baron couldn''t help but shiver and hurriedly left.


    Nan Xing in the room, gently caressing the long sword in his hand that came from the battlefield, sighed in his heart, "It seems that the young lord is right, the mystery of killing aura can only be experienced in the battlefield."


    With the change in Nan Xing''s mindset, the overpowering killing aura that surrounded him slowly dissipated as he tossed the long knife into his spatial ring and left the room.


    During the days in the Colosseum, although Nan Xing had not comprehended the mysteries of killing, his skills had qualitatively improved, and he slowly began to form his unique style.

 Chapter 22 - Map Cracking

    The early morning of spring is always pleasant.


    Sikong Haoxuan, who was sitting cross-legged on his bed, had just opened his eyes when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside his room, and the familiar voice made his heart flutter, could it be that ......


    "Young Lord, I finally figured out the meaning of this map. The person who drew this map is really smart, we were all misled by him, it''s actually very simple." Before Xue''er entered the door, her excited voice had already entered.


    Sikong Haoxuan excitedly jumped off the bed, what exciting news, this damn map has been hanging around for a very long time without going up or down.


    Looking at Xue''er standing beside her, Sikong Haoxuan''s excitement transformed into a full of compassion, gently caressing Xue''er''s hair, looking at her red eyes, "Didn''t sleep all night?"


    Xue''er, who was still in a state of excitement, nodded, "Young Master, come here, I''ll tell you, the route of this map is actually really simple."


    Sikong Haoxuan softly said, "Sleep for a while, wait until you get up."


    "But, Young Master ......," Without waiting for Xue''er to finish her sentence, Sikong Haoxuan gently stroked her ''Black Sweetness Point'', and Xue''er quieted down and entered dreamland in Sikong Haoxuan''s arms.


    Sikong Haoxuan gently placed Xue''er in his arms onto the bed and quietly sat on the side looking at her for a few moments before slowly sinking into his fixation.


    By the pond in the back garden of the Sikong Mansion, it was rare that Sikong Haoxuan''s figure would be missing in the early morning, and today, the pond was again empty.


    Xue''er woke up and looked at the unfamiliar bed in a daze, half remembering what she had to do, she was busy raising her eyes to look around. Sikong Haoxuan sat by the window, apparently entering deep meditation, ignorant of Xue''er''s wakefulness.


    Quietly walking out of the room, after washing and organizing, Xue''er came to Sikong Haoxuan''s side and softly called out, "Young Master ......"


    Sikong Haoxuan woke up from his fixation, looked at Xue''er beside him and smiled, "Awake."


    Xue''er took out the map from her arms, "It''s afternoon, my head hurts after sleeping for so long. Young master, let me tell you about the map." At the mention of the map, Xue''er was clearly a little excited.


    Without waiting for Sikong Haoxuan to speak, Xue''er spreads the map on the table beside her and points to the text on the map, "Young Master, look, most of these Mima scripts and mazes on the map are just fronts to deceive people. Only this kind of writing, which is used exclusively by the imperial family of the Mima Empire, is a guiding route sign. I have checked it against the current map, and the route guided by these writings is in the Borealis Forest."


    Sikong Haoxuan frowned, "Pollux Forest? The secret of the treasure map is hidden in this forest? It seems to be a bit troublesome."


    Xue''er''s expression was also filled with disappointment, "Yes, the northeastern region of the empire is hot and humid, and the Porfalls Forest located where it is located has a very large population of magical beasts, and is one of the largest magical beast hotbeds on the continent. It has not been heard of in the continent that anyone has been able to penetrate deep into the center of the forest, but the location indicated by the map happens to be close to the center of the forest."


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    Sikong Haoxuan got up and walked back and forth in the room, "Xue''er, do you see what this map is about?"


    Xue''er hesitated a bit, "From the description on here, it seems to be about the State Master of the Mima Empire, a very vague description, I don''t and can''t say exactly what it''s about."


    "State Master? Xue''er, do you know, what was the status of the State Master in the ancient Yima Empire, was he powerful?"


    "I know, the State Master was a very special existence during the time of the Mima Empire. At that time, the State Master had power second only to the emperor in the entire empire, that is to say, during the time of the Mima Empire, the emperor exercised his power through the State Master."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes lit up, "So, during the time of the Mima Empire, the State Master was the true emperor?!"


    Xue''er thought for a moment, "You could say that, because during that period the emperor was hidden very deeply for some unknown reason, and all orders were issued through the State Master. However, these are all speculations by later generations based on some texts and relics, there is really very little of the Mima Empire that has been left until now."


    Sikong Haoxuan gazed out of the window, something seemed to be difficult to determine in his mind. Xue''er suddenly let out an "ah" and pulled out a piece of paper from her bosom, "Young master, I have drawn down the correct route in the map, and the text has also been translated, so that it is clearer to read."


    Xue''er''s interruption seemed to have caused Sikong Haoxuan to decide something in his heart, raising his hand to pat Xue''er''s tender white little face, "Xue''er''s thinking is just thoughtful, thank you! Today young master is giving you a vacation, go out and have some fun."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s intimate movements caused Xue''er''s little face to turn red, "Then I''ll go play." After saying that, she ran out of the room as if escaping.


    Sikong Haoxuan tapped the map on the table and said to the maid at the door, "Go call Uman and the others to come up."


    Soon, four orcs came to Sikong Haoxuan''s room, and as the orcs entered, the room was filled with a greasy roasted meat odor.


    Sikong Haoxuan helplessly patted his head and pointed at the four orcs who were covered in grease, "You guys don''t have any other hobbies other than eating all day? All of you get out, wash and dry yourselves for me, change your clothes and come back."


    The four beastmen had absolutely no idea what had angered their young master and wilted as they exited the room to take a bath.


    Sikong Haoxuan opened the window of the room completely, and when the smell that filled the room dissipated, the four beastmen also reentered the room.


    "How much do you guys know about the Borealis Forest?" Sikong Haoxuan asked the four fully dressed orcs.


    Uman opened his mouth and replied, "Young Lord, I know some. The Boreoles Forest spans across three countries, the Golden Empire, the Orc Tribe, and the Stroh Kingdom, and he is one of the continent''s largest hotbeds of magical beasts. I''ve been there in my early years, and it''s a terrifying place, magical beasts of level 5 and above appear in all the outskirts of the forest. The most dangerous part of the Pollux Forest is that there are many magical beasts people have never even discovered, so they don''t know how to cope with them."


    Seeing that Uman had finished, Balon then said, "Young Lord, someone from our clan has been to the Wave Falls Forest and came back with only one arm left, it wasn''t the magical beasts that caused him to lose an arm, but rather, it was a terrifying plant."


    Sikong Haoxuan stared at the four beastmen, "Prepare yourselves, this night we will go to the Porfalls Forest."


    Hearing that Sikong Haoxuan wanted to go to this dangerous place, the four beastmen were startled in their hearts, and Wake was busy saying, "Young Lord, the Imperial Capital to the Boreoles Forest is a four month journey, is it not a bit hasty to leave tonight? We should be more prepared before going."


    Sikong Haoxuan shook his head, "No, any later and I''m afraid I won''t be able to run out." After saying this, he threw Blue Miller an amethyst card, "Blue Miller, you sneak out now, buy the weapons you are using, then don''t need to come back, wait for us outside."


    Although Sikong Haoxuan knew about the dangers of the Borealis Forest, he after all lacked an accurate concept of the various strange creatures of this world. So the orc''s words did not cause him to retreat or fear, instead, a hunting excitement appeared in his heart.


    After arranging for the beastmen, Sikong Haoxuan made a special trip to his mother''s place and stayed until after dinner. The happy Song Zi Yan didn''t find her son''s abnormality at all, she didn''t think about her son''s heart, is playing with the idea of warping home.


    After returning to the courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan avoided Xue''er and explained to Nanxing, letting him go with him to the Pollux Forest at night. In his room Sikong Haoxuan looked at the slowly darkening sky, slowly sinking into cultivation.

 Chapter 23: Failure of the Ciao Family

    The night was already deep, two points of essence flashed in the dark house, Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes, silently utilizing his soul power to probe the situation in the courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan, who had stepped into the Great Sorcerer realm, had a more accurate perception of the soul.


    In the entire courtyard, except for Nan Xing and the three beastmen who had awake souls, the rest of the souls were in slumber.


    Sikong Haoxuan was somewhat uneasy about Xue''er, he had to let Xue''er sleep until dawn. Raising a finger, a little dark green flame star slowly floated up from his fingertip and disappeared into the air.


    Ancient Sorcery - Silence


    Using the paper man as a medium, with the help of a strand of the soul imprint in it, the witchcraft is transmitted, causing the soul of the person holding the paper man to fall asleep.


    Sikong Haoxuan, who was sitting on the bed, brought up a residual shadow and pranced in the courtyard from the window. Apparently, Nan Xing and the three beastmen were also equally aware of Sikong Haoxuan, and when he had just landed in the courtyard, Nan Xing and the three beastmen scurried out of the room one after another.


    Sikong Haoxuan did not speak to the four people standing behind him, silently sensing the guard situation of the entire Sikong residence, a moment later, Sikong Haoxuan said in a deep voice: "Follow me."


    All the way out of the Sikong mansion without any suspense, Nan Xing had an experience and appeared to be very calm, closed his eyes and followed behind Sikong Haoxuan, the three orcs couldn''t help but doubt in their hearts whether the defense network of the Sikong mansion was in vain.


    Has been waiting outside the blue Miller, with his pair of eyes in the dark night is still sharp, Sikong Haoxuan and his entourage, just out of the mansion was found by him, the hands of the weapon handed over to the Baron, Wick, his own hands with a huge bow.


    Sikong Haoxuan looked at Uman with some confusion, Blue Miller seemed to understand what he meant, "Young Lord, Uman does not need a weapon."


    Sikong Haoxuan nodded his head to take the lead towards the north gate of the Imperial Capital, he adjusted his forward speed so as not to let the five behind him fall behind.


    Facing the tightly closed gates, the tall walls and the still tight city guards, Sikong Haoxuan was in a bit of a dilemma, if they clashed head on with the group of soldiers in front of the gates, as long as one of them signaled the alarm, then they would immediately be surrounded by the city guards.


    Uman stepped forward, "Young Lord, I can handle it."


    "Be careful, if there is the slightest movement, we will be immediately surrounded by the city guards."


    Uman smiled grimly, "Young Lord, please rest assured."


    Uman raised his palm that had disgusting black nails and flexed his fingers towards the city guards that were fifty meters away, a bizarre thing happened, that group of city guards, surprisingly, fell down without a sound.


    Sikong Haoxuan suddenly realized that he knew too little about his litter bearers. However, at this moment, there was no time to inquire in detail, only nodding appreciatively to Uman.


    Under Wick''s powerful strength, the huge fine iron gate latch that was mechanically maneuvered was easily lifted, and Sikong Haoxuan and his party quickly passed through the opened city gates.


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    After leaving the imperial capital Sikong Haoxuan did not dare to pause for a moment, leading the way and running towards the northeast, at this time the sky had already dawned.


    Nearly ten miles from the imperial capital, Sikong Haoxuan in a hurry suddenly stopped, the five people following him were worthy of breaking through the fifth level of martial artists, without a trace of fatigue on their faces.


    Closing his eyes for a moment, Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes and smiled bitterly, "Can''t walk, wait." He sensed four souls that were much more powerful than ordinary people in rapid proximity, with his categorization of souls, this level of souls, in this continent, could only be possessed by martial artists who had broken through the seventh level of martial artists to reach the realm of the Remnant Sun.


    Soon, four people that Sikong Haoxuan was familiar with arrived in front of him.


    Seeing Sikong Haoxuan''s gloomy face, Burei carefully said, "Fourth Young Master, the Family Master asks you to return."


    Sikong Haoxuan did not reply and turned his head in the direction of the Imperial Capital, he knew in his heart that the old man did not acquiesce to his actions this time, sneaking out was a step to give the old man acquiescence to his actions. If the old man does not go down, then only go back, even if he put down the four guards in front of him, then he will still be caught back.


    Sikong Mansion, Family Head''s Study. Sikong Haoxuan stood honestly in front of Sikong Buqun, only his soulful eyes showed that he was not worried about himself at all.


    Sikong Buqun ignored Sikong Haoxuan who was standing in front of him, and turned his head to Mr. Xi by his side and laughed, "How is it, I said that this little bastard would skip home, right? A hundred year old Tribute Wine will be sent to me tomorrow."


    Mr. Xi laughed bitterly, "I still underestimated the extent of your grandson''s greed for money, he even dared to break into the Borealis Forest, it''s a pity that he lost an altar of good wine."


    "Isn''t warping a serious matter? Two old ghosts even used it to make a bet?" Sikong Haoxuan used his behavior to vent his dissatisfaction, he no longer stood honestly and sat on the chair next to him with a big grin, closing his eyes and surprisingly started his cultivation.


    Such behavior of Sikong Haoxuan caused Sikong Buqun to be greatly annoyed, "Little bastard, you''re getting bolder and bolder, you even dare to privately go to the Borealis Forest to search for some treasure, do you think that the Sikong family doesn''t have a family law?"


    Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes and wondered, "How did you know that I''m going to Porfalls Forest? Did Xue''er tell you?"


    Like Sikong Haoxuan, Sikong Buqun would not easily let go of the opportunity to strike his grandson, "After your mother recovered the map, she had long since memorized the entire pattern on the map with her water-based ''mirror image'' magic. The day after you obtained the map, I deciphered the location that the map pointed to."


    Sikong Haoxuan rolled his eyes and lazily leaned towards his chair, cursing, "Damn magic."


    Sikong Buqun sat beside Sikong Haoxuan and probed close to him and slowly said, "Xuan''er, it is not impossible for you to want to go on a treasure hunt to go out and gain a long insight."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes lit up, approaching Sikong Buqun''s old face, "What are the conditions."


    "My grandson is just smart, talking to you is not at all exhausting. Two conditions, if you agree then, I will risk hiding the treasure from your mother and let you go on a treasure hunt."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s expression was quite cautious, "What conditions?"


    Sikong Buqun touched his molded nose, "It''s very simple, first, you are not allowed to go alone. Second, if you really find the treasure, it''s a thirty-seven split, seven for me and three for you."


    "Fifty-fifty, or else it''s exempt, if you want to send someone privately, I''ll go and tell mom that you''re robbing me, humph."


    "Four-six, you little shit, you have to know that hiding it from your mom is a big risk."


    "Five five £¡£¡£¡£¡"


    Seeing that Sikong Buqun refused to budge, Sikong Haoxuan clenched his teeth and said, "Five-five is five-five, leave right away in a while, I''ll send someone to wait for you at the city gates. Let your mom know, and you''re screwed."


    Paying half of the treasure made Sikong Haoxuan''s heart ache greatly, "I have people, what else to send?!"


    Sikong Buqun''s eyes glared, "Just which of your four level five martial artist orcs and Nan Xing to go to the Porfalls Forest to die?"


    Mr. Xi stifled his laughter, looking at the eyes of an old man and a young man for the son of the treasure in a big price, the heart really admire their obsession with the treasure, is it hereditary?

 Chapter 24 - Ice Sealed Puppet

    With Sikong Buqun''s cover, a luxurious Tenglong sedan chair, arrogantly drove out of Sikong House. On the streets of the imperial capital, people were looking at the magnificent dragon sedan chair with an orc bearer, Nan Xing followed with his eyes tightly closed, not knowing if his eyes would deteriorate if he continued like this.


    The north gate of the imperial capital, Sikong Haoxuan saw the people sent by his grandfather, and wailed in his heart: "No need for such a magnificent lineup, right? Could it be that I would be that classless to swallow the treasure alone?" A group of seven, their soul fluctuations came stronger than the four guards like Bree, and judging from the small white sword marks on their clothes, they came from the mysterious Elder''s Pavilion.


    A warrior with a golden two-handed sword stroked his chest with one hand and gave a standard nobleman''s salute to Si Kong Haoxuan, "Fourth Young Master, I am Junior Captain Thorpe, my squad will escort you into the Borealis Forest."


    Sikong Haoxuan perfunctorily nodded his head, and Thorpe introduced the squad members one by one to Sikong Haoxuan, "These two are Thief Mousse and Sibu, Water and Fire Magician Lofik and Nida, Axe Warrior Lude, and Priest of Light, Karis."


    Sikong Haoxuan thought in his heart, "I''m afraid this is the standard combat squad in the Elder Pavilion." He gave a friendly nod to a few of Sopu''s team members and said to Sopu, "Are we ready to depart?"


    Suo Pu said, "The family master has explained that the fourth young master will be the one to make all the moves along the way."


    Sikong Haoxuan sat down in the sedan chair, "Depart!"


    After three months of expediting, Sikong Haoxuan and his party finally arrived at the edge of the Borealis Forest, it was a good thing that his party had deep strength, or else they feared that they would have to walk for four months on this journey.


    When really facing the Bo Luers Forest, can feel a gloomy pressure, huge and dense giant trees and shrubs combined into a deep black hole, daunting.


    The climate here was hot and humid, making it very unpleasant. Sikong Haoxuan looking had thrown noble etiquette to the sky and jumped out of the palanquin with his bare upper body, "This Porfalls Forest doesn''t seem to be that good to enter."


    The four orcs had already followed Sikong Haoxuan''s example and tore off the clothes on their upper body, but their long body hair gave them a layer of woolen undershirt that could not be torn off. In such a climate, still wearing a fur undershirt, it was really hard for a few orcs to still not faint.


    Baron twisted his sticky body and smiled bitterly to Sikong Haoxuan, "Young Lord, this damned weather, I have not even entered the forest yet and I am almost tortured to death by it."


    The environmental interference has caused all of the people''s fighting strength to decrease, entering the forest in such a state is obviously looking for death, Sikong Haoxuan frowned to Sopu, "Captain Sopu, this is not the way to go, if there is no way of overcoming the climate interference, we are afraid that we won''t be able to enter this forest."


    For the sake of the dignity of the nobles, none of the people in Thorpe''s group took off their clothes, their entire body was plastered with sweat and looked very wretched, "Fourth Young Master, Luo Feiq is a water magician, he can construct an ice boundary to temporarily drive away the heat for us, but the magician''s magical power is limited and can''t be sustained."


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    Sikong Haoxuan sighed somewhat helplessly, "Let''s camp in place for the time being, let Luo Feiq remove the heat for everyone first, and slowly think of a solution."


    The crowd that came out from the ice boundary felt greatly refreshed, the effective cooling caused their state to slowly recover, the renewed fighting spirit replacing the wretchedness from earlier.


    The ice scattered on the ground caused Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes to light up, "Balon, go find me some weeds."


    Baron, who was lying on the ground, reluctantly stood up and went to collect weeds from all around, and Sikong Haoxuan gestured to Lofic again, "Mage Lofic, please make me an ice cube this big."


    A moment later, Balon piled the collected weeds at Sikong Haoxuan''s feet, "Don''t put it down, carry it into the tent for me." Sikong Haoxuan hugged the ice cube to Balon.


    Sikong Haoxuan beckoned Uman to his side and instructed in a low voice, "Guard the entrance, no one is allowed to enter."


    Inside the tent, Sikong Haoxuan utilized weeds to compile thirteen straw figures, burning away the seven hairs secretly obtained on the way from his hands, the four orcs and the Southern Star, long since no need for a medium, the soul has its own memories.


    Put the thirteen straw figures side by side on the table, Sikong Haoxuan fingertips in the air, thirteen tadpole-shaped dark green font-like weird symbols appeared in the air, along with his fingers slowly sank into the thirteen straw figures.


    Ancient Sorcery - Puppet


    The medium was imprinted into the bodies of the straw men with a great sorcerer''s technique, directly pulling the soul''s fundamentals, forming one of the most bizarre sorceries, the Puppet Technique.


    At this moment, the thirteen people, with the exception of Sikong Haoxuan, all had a feeling in the underworld that it seemed as if their lives were not under their own control, a feeling of weak control over their lives that was capable of causing those whose hearts and minds were not strong to completely collapse.


    Sikong Haoxuan took out his dagger and shaved a deep square pit in the large ice block, enclosing the thirteen straw men in the ice block, and then immediately threw the ice block into his spatial ring in order to prevent the ice block from melting.


    Balon stood rigidly with his frozen and shivering body, watching Sikong Haoxuan''s movements from beginning to end. Although he did not understand what method Sikong Haoxuan used, he felt an icy cold fear in his heart. He knew that the coldness he felt now came from the straw man sealed into the ice.


    Outside the tent, Sikong Haoxuan''s face changed drastically when he saw all the people, except for Nan Xing, walking towards the tent. Thorpe quickly walked over to Sikong Haoxuan''s side, his face very ugly, "Fourth Young Master, I don''t know why, but we suddenly feel very cold, this is too bizarre."


    "Cold? That''s not just right. It means the gods are helping us."


    Thief Sibu seemed to be very dissatisfied with Sikong Haoxuan''s caressing attitude, and said seriously, "Fourth Young Master, this is at the edge of the dangerous Borealis Forest, and for something so bizarre to happen, we should treat it with seriousness and not be negligent. Otherwise, I''m afraid that our lives may be in danger, I suggest returning to the Imperial Capital first, and entering the forest needs to be discussed in the long run."


    Sikong Haoxuan treated Sibu''s words as a whisper, ignoring him, and after wincing he greeted Nida, "Mage Nida, you''re a fire magician right? Come make a fire and let us roast, it''s really cold, if we don''t warm up we''ll catch a cold."


    Thorpe looked at Sikong Haoxuan, who was full of concern, and stopped Sibu, who was about to storm out in anger, with a wink, telling Nida to quickly get a fire going. He was secretly alert in his heart, he had never encountered such a bizarre situation, it seemed that this Boreoles Forest was more dangerous than imagined, and for the first time he lost confidence in this mission.


    At the edge of Porfalls Forest, under the hot and humid climate, a group of people were warming themselves in front of a large fire. A few orcs put their torn and tattered clothes on their bodies again, shivering and shivering, they wished to put a cotton jacket on top of their "woolen undershirts". If there were pedestrians passing by at this moment, they would have slapped their heads and exclaimed, "God, please save those crazy people, they are committing suicide."

 Chapter 25 - Elite Squad

    Under the roasting of the fire, Sikong Haoxuan and his party slowly adapted to the coldness that covered their bodies. The coldness around their bodies and the surrounding temperature slowly reached a balance, having the refreshing feeling of chewing on a block of ice in summer.


    Comfortable body feeling, so that Sopo several people tense heart strings slowly relaxed, and regained the lost confidence, the forest in front of people''s hearts seem to be much less depressing.


    Sikong Haoxuan got up, flung the palanquin beside him into the space ring, stretched his waist and said, "Guys, let''s go, let''s go to break into this intimidating forest, maybe it can give us some surprises."


    The group of people with an excited gleam in their eyes followed Sikong Haoxuan''s footsteps and stepped into the Borealis Forest. No matter what, as long as one is given hope, then a unique human spirit can cause them to overcome their inner fears and move forward towards their goal without any hesitation.


    When a group of people stepped into the forest, their formation changed, Sopo took over the command of the entire team, Sikong Haoxuan of course will not think that in the forest, he will be more effective command than Sopo, not to mention that his understanding of the world is not as deep as Sopo''s, but the coordination between the members of Sopo''s team is not something that Sikong Haoxuan, as an outsider, can just meddle with.


    There were too many species in this huge forest, and I''m afraid that it wasn''t just a hotbed for magical beasts, but also for countless insects and plants. Under the interference of countless complicated soul signals, at this point in time, Sikong Haoxuan''s ability was simply unable to discern useful information amongst these too complicated soul signals.


    Trees were interspersed with shrubs and vines, causing the two thieves who were scouting ahead to not dare to leave the group too far away, and the four orcs surrounded Sikong Haoxuan and Lofric and Nida in the middle of the group, with Nan Xing being Sikong Haoxuan''s last line of defense.


    An Earth-type Porcupine suddenly sprang out from the dense shrubs and charged towards Si Kong Haoxuan''s team. The suddenness of the incident caused the thieves to fail to warn them in advance, but Luo Feiq reacted extremely quickly, a "Slow Down Ice Ring" was accurately placed on the Porcupine, followed by Nida''s "Demon Breaking Spell", and the Porcupine''s thick Stone Skin Armor disintegrated under the "Demon Breaking Spell". The thick stone skin armor of the Porcupine disintegrated under the "Demon Breaking Spell". Axe Warrior Ludo charged and brought up a shadow, instantly arriving in front of the Porcupine, and under the radiance of the giant axe, the Porcupine''s head flew out a long way, spewing out fresh blood.


    "Perfect coordination." Sikong Haoxuan secretly praised in his heart. A few people were very precise in their timing, worthy of being an elite squad from the Elder Pavilion.


    A rank four magical beast like the Porcupine could not stop the entire team from advancing at all, and the squad continued to advance deeper into the dense forest.


    With only rays of sunlight filtering down from the sky-covered forest, it was impossible to discern the direction, but the two thieves leading the way never deviated from the direction marked on the map by virtue of their unique sense of touch with the environment.


    A deep beast roar echoed through the forest, under the warning of the thieves, the forward team stopped once again, Wick''s face changed slightly, "Be careful, this is a fire-type level 7 Purple Inferno Tiger, its attack power is very powerful, from the sound of the roar, it has already predetermined us to be its prey." Beastmen were able to understand the meaning in the roars of some magical beasts.


    Balon tightened the battle sword in his hand and laughed bitterly, "Purple Flame Tiger, we''re really lucky."


    Hearing the orc''s words, Thorpe''s face was serious as he made a gesture to the two thieves ten meters in front of him, and Mousse slowly hid himself into the shadows of the forest, the thief''s specialized skill of sneaking, causing his figure to disappear without a sound. Sibu curled his leg and flicked, his figure gently and deftly flipped over in the air, and stood peacefully on one of the branches of the giant tree in the sky.


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    Lofic and Nida softly chanted incantations, the surrounding water and fire magic elements jumped spiritually in their fine chants, Thorpe always stood unobtrusively within two meters of the three magic team members, it was impossible to produce such subconscious behavior without years of habit.


    Ludo''s battle axe was slanting on the ground, slightly arching his body, his eyes were fixed, indicating that his spirit was highly concentrated, ready to charge at any time.


    Sikong Haoxuan in his previous life was quite knowledgeable about small team combat, looking at this squad in front of him, his heart sighed, "Such a tacit understanding squad, how much time is needed for bonding ah, each of them is unconsciously following their teammates to change, so that it forms the dynamic operation of the entire team ...... "


    The appearance of the Purple Flame Tiger drew Sikong Haoxuan''s attention. One could only see purple flames flickering and jumping all over its body, along with a purple-striped white fur, "What a beautiful creature." Thorpe had a feeling of crying and laughing in his heart when he heard Sikong Haoxuan''s words, "To use beauty to describe a Level 7 Magical Beast that is positively the third in danger level?"


    Seventh level magical beasts, already possessed a considerable amount of intelligence, but from the performance of the Purple Flame Tiger in front of him, it did not seem to sense the heavy air in the air and slowly walked towards Sikong Haoxuan''s party, as if it had prey in front of it that did not possess the ability to resist. What was even more strange was that the purple flames around its body did not even ignite the surrounding plants.


    The crowd deeply inhaled the hot and humid air of the forest, Luo Feiq first attack, already prepared in the "ice" magic cover to the purple tiger, Luo Feiq shot at the same time, Luder launched a charge, but the result is not to the crowd expected the development.


    The large amount of ice element that covered the Purple Tiger was vaporized by the purple flame around it before it even got close to it, Luther rushed at the Purple Tiger that didn''t have any negative statuses and the result was predictable, although Luther reacted very quickly and used his giant axe to deflect the tiger''s tail that threw at him, he was still knocked away by the huge power contained in the tiger''s tail.


    A beam of white light descended from the sky which was covered by the forest, and shone on Luther who was spitting out blood, the light prayer of Karis in the squad had alleviated Luther''s injuries to a great extent, but he had already lost his fighting strength. This showed how powerful this Purple Flame Tiger was, putting down a power warrior who had stepped into the realm of the Dawn Moon in just one strike.


    Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes stared, "This Light Priest who never speaks even instantly sends out magic without reciting incantations, I''m afraid that he has already stepped into the Condensed Star realm with one foot." Sikong Haoxuan secretly pondered in his heart.


    While Sikong Haoxuan was distracted by Karis, Balon drank, "Quick, stop it, it''s going to release magic." The Purple Flame Tiger made a forward lunge, the purple flames on its body fluctuating at a high frequency.


    Nida after a long time of elemental compression, a highly condensed compressed fireball, crashed into the body of the Purple Inferno Tiger first, this ball of light obviously brought considerable damage to the Purple Inferno Tiger, it screamed miserably and retreated back a few steps, the purple flames on its body stopped fluctuating at a rapid rate, it seems that Nida succeeded in stopping it from releasing its magic.


    The ice cones in all directions formed a huge boundary, covering the Purple Tiger into it, Luo Feiq''s hand did not know when there was an extra staff with blue magic stones, under the support of the magic power of the staff, he began to use the boundary to slowly wear down the strength of the Purple Tiger.


    The ice picks in the boundary endlessly attacked the purple tiger, and the purple flame around it slowly faded as it resisted the frequent attacks. Nida took this opportunity to utilize meditation, quickly recovering the magical power that he had almost exhausted for compressing the fireball.


    The Ice Cone Boundary existed for a limited period of time, and the hand holding the staff of Lofik, who controlled the entire boundary, had begun to tremble slightly, and the boundary finally shattered under Lofik''s unsustainable magical power.


    The Purple Flame Tiger, which had been tortured for half a day, leaped up at the moment the boundary broke and pounced towards the crowd. When the head of a fireball, the purple tiger smashed back to the ground, Nida fell to the ground in an instant, the two thieves one on top of the other shot, the speed is very fast, two cold aura after the dagger stained with blood.


    The blinded Purple Inferno Tiger roared sadly up to the sky, the return attack was also out of everyone''s expectation, a lavender fire circle spread out with it as the center, the two thieves who bore the brunt of the attack would have been burnt to a crisp on the spot if they weren''t under the support of Karis'' prayers.


    Sikong Haoxuan glanced at Uman, who immediately understood what he meant, "Blue Miller." Before Uman''s words fell, the arrow in Blue Miller''s hand had already come out, the long arrow made of fine iron entered from the Purple Flame Tiger''s big mouth that roared sadly, and came out from the back of its head, the long arrow with a powerful force just penetrated the head of the seventh level magical beast, ending the battle so quickly left the crowd without the slightest bit of preparation.


    "I want the tiger skin." An unconscious voice made Thorpe frown.

 Chapter 26 - Blood Eating Demon Vine

    After a day or so of rest and recuperation, the three wounded had healed under the treatment of Light Priest Karis, and the group once again waded deeper into the dense forest.


    With the assistance of Orc Blue Miller, the group walked through the dense forest for three days without any danger, and during these three days the group had a whole new understanding of Blue Miller''s perverted archery skills. Words such as "no false starts" and "amazing power" were no longer enough to describe his archery, which had a unique sense of wildness of the orcs. At this moment, the crowd didn''t need the Thief''s reminder, but were also able to clearly notice that they had entered a new area.


    In front of them, the blue sky, which had been missing for a long time, gave them the feeling that they had traveled through the forest. A verdant landscape of vines crisscrossed the area, leaving not an inch of land at all that could be passed through.


    Thief Mousse turned back from the front and said with some reluctance, "It seems like we can''t move on, these aren''t ordinary vines, both Sibu and I feel they are dangerous." It was no wonder that Mousse was a bit reluctant, it was hard to go deeper than this, and it was likely that he would return because of these dangerous plants.


    Wick grabbed a rabbit-like creature from the forest and tossed it far into the vine thicket. "Before the rabbit fell in the air, the silent vines suddenly shot out, a few two-finger thick vines hard through the body of the "rabbit", some transparent branches, so that people can clearly see, they are sucking! "The rabbit''s blood was sucked into a bag of skin in a few moments.


    The crowd looked at the restoration of the green, silent as natural growth in the shape of the cane, scalp can not help but dark numbness. Thorpe a gesture, Nida first launched an attack, the compressed fireball that can repel the seventh level magical beasts, but was actually absorbed by the rattan in front of them without a sound.


    "Magic immunity?!" Nida exclaimed. Luo Feiq helplessly dispersed the water element that had long been condensed for a long time, magic immunity for magicians was the most unacceptable but necessary fact for them to accept in this world.


    Sikong Haoxuan, who was wrapped in the skin of a purple-striped white tiger, frowned as he looked at the green ocean in front of him, and his heart hesitated. Although he had a method that could destroy this life in front of him, this method was too evil to be witnessed by these people from the Elder Pavilion.


    "Young Lord, I can try." Uman''s words caused hope to rise in Sikong Haoxuan''s heart, he still remembered Uman''s bizarre attack before the gates of the Imperial Capital.


    Uman left the group and took a few steps forward, that disgusting hand pulled out a yellowish powder from his pocket and sprinkled it towards the vines in the distance, under his control, the yellowish powder evenly enveloped one of the vines. A strange thing happened, the vines that were enveloped by the yellow powder withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.


    "Poison Totem Priest." The faces of the people in Thorpe''s squad turned very ugly. Humans in the continent were quite scornful of the totem priests among the beast races, and Uman was still the least seen poison lineage among the totem priests, so it was no wonder that the faces of the people in Thorpe''s squad were so ugly.


    Karis came with a mission this time, although he did not see Sikong Haoxuan have any special abilities, but a perverted orc bowman and a totem priest commander surprised him, it seems that the other two orcs are not incompetent.


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    Sikong Haoxuan was delighted in his heart, "Poison system? What a treasure to pick up." Si Kong Hao Xuan, who had inherited the entire sorcery system, understood the beauty of "poison" better than anyone else in this world.


    The reason why Uman was able to eliminate these dangerous vines was all due to the venom he secreted as a snake, and that yellow powder was extracted from the venom. However, the amount of venom secreted by Uman was limited every day, and he had to clear a very wide road, so Sikong Haoxuan and his group traveled at a very slow speed.


    Over the past few days, Sikong Haoxuan had sort of gained a more detailed understanding of the Poison Totem Priest Uman. It turned out that all of his skills were based on the venom secreted by his body, only making changes in the amount to produce different effects, such as at the gates of the Imperial Capital, the slight toxin only caused the city guards to fall unconscious.


    Such a simple use of venomous techniques to Sikong Haoxuan was greatly disappointed, and decided in his mind that when he returned, he would let Uman, who has a bond with poison, learn a small branch of ancient sorcery-poison sorcery.


    Ten days, wu man''s tired face, but finally opened up a road that can make Sikong Haoxuan people continue to move forward.


    Sikong Haoxuan passed by Uman and mysteriously whispered, "When we go back, I''ll let you open your eyes to what exactly is poison and what is using poison."


    Although this vine area took the crowd ten days, but except for Uman, it was the easiest day since they entered the forest, looking at the prospect of walking out of this area, the crowd''s hearts were vaguely a little reluctant to part with it, inertia is indeed one of the original sins of mankind.


    Out of this vine area, the sky-high giant trees once again shielded the sky. Sikong Haoxuan and his party rarely met any more difficult magical beasts and moved forward very smoothly, when suddenly, the two thieves who were scouting the path shouted, "Be careful." With the sound, they desperately ran towards the group.


    A large swarm of tiny bees, rushed out from the dense forest, chasing after the two thieves, when the two thieves ran close, Nida waved his hand and it was a piece of flame spreading to the swarm, "Damn it!" In Nida''s furious curses, Lofik hurriedly opened a magic boundary to envelop the crowd, the swarm unexpectedly rushed out of the flames and rushed at an unabated speed. Magic immunity again? The swarm was so numerous that one could get goosebumps, and they crashed into the boundary with little ripples.


    Without understanding these fine wasps, Thorpe ordered Lofic and Nida to take turns opening the boundary to fend them off, he didn''t believe that there would be any ordinary magical beasts in the depths of this Borealis Forest.


    "It looks like we''ll have to wait until dark, after nightfall, these swarms will naturally disperse." Blue Miller said to the crowd. Orcs were more aware of some of the characteristics of magical beasts compared to humans.


    Throughout the day, time passed so slowly. After nightfall, these fine bees slowly dispersed, the crowd did not realize that a crystal ball was suspended in the distance, and the swarm of fine bees strangely disappeared into the air after approaching the crystal ball.


    Feeling that the fine wasps dispersed, Nida couldn''t wait to take back the boundary, although he took turns with Lofic to open the boundary, but the speed of magic recovery is not as fast as the consumption, he could not support it long ago.


    "Ouch!" The consequence of dispersing the boundary too early was that Sibu was attacked by a fine wasp that was still nearby, looking at the fine wasp that was slapped to death in his hand, Sibu laughed, "These guys, they don''t seem to be as powerful as we thought they were."


    Karis was busy utilizing light magic to do an inspection of Sibu, then said to Thorpe, "There''s no problem, this fine wasp isn''t poisonous."


    Although Nida''s magic power hadn''t recovered yet, Thorpe still decided to take advantage of the night to hurry, it seemed that in his heart he also thought that these fine wasps wouldn''t be such a simple kind of creature.


    Traveling at night made Sikong Haoxuan and his party more cautious, they knew that some magical beasts preferred to be active at night, Nida who had lost his magical power was very weak, Sikong Haoxuan simply let Wake carry him on his back.


    Into the forest has been closed eyes did not say the South Star, slightly to Sikong Haoxuan closer to some, obviously he does not think, this night in the forest can walk smoothly.

 Chapter 27: Bugs! River?

    The forest at night is not as dangerous as the crowd imagined, the sky is gradually brightening, tense the nerves of the night Sikong Haoxuan and his group of people, looking for a huge tree hole, into which with a view to be able to quickly recover their energy.


    Soon after the people rested, miserable screams echoed in the tree cave, waking up Sikong Haoxuan who was closing his eyes to recover his strength and spirit. The reaction of Thorpe''s squad was very fast, and between their eyes opening was the best defense formation, and the positions they rested in seemed to be purposely distributed.


    Baron obviously just now sleep very heavy, open hazel eyes, looking around for which of his more than one person high giant sword.


    Mousse looked at the man rolling and screaming on the ground and exclaimed, "Oh my, it''s Sibu, what''s wrong with him?"


    None of them approached Sibu who was on the ground in a miserable form, although the members of Thorpe''s squad were worried about their teammate Sibu in their hearts. They remained calm in the unknown situation.


    Karis instantly used three light magic, Light Prayer, Light Expulsion, and Light Redemption, but his three magic seemed to be aggravating Sibu''s pain, and Sibu, who was rolling on the ground, had already torn his whole body''s clothes to shreds, and his hands had left trails of blood on his own body.


    Instantly firing three magic spells was already Karis''s limit, he shook his head at Thorpe with an ugly face, "There''s no poison, there''s no wounds, I can''t find out what kind of injuries Sibu has suffered."


    Sikong Haoxuan sat down on the ground, he was able to feel that in Sibu''s body, there were many souls, which meant that there were some other creatures inside him.


    Before Sikong Haoxuan could speak, Blue Miller, who had the sharpest gaze, exclaimed, "Quickly look, there is something inside him."


    The skin of Sibu''s body, which had lost the cover of his clothes, had a line of fine writhing, as if there were countless tiny worms, moving under his skin. Sibu, who had long since lost his voice, was twitching slightly on the ground. Although Sikong Haoxuan''s group could be considered the elite of the continent''s humans, they were also creeped out by such a scene.


    In Thorpe''s hesitation, the foreign object inside Sibu''s body, finally revealed its prototype, a tiny creature crawled out from one of Sibu''s eyes, its pitch-black, tiny body wet, resting on one of Sibu''s eyebrows vibrating its wings.


    Lofic shuddered, "It''s, it''s one of those fine wasps."


    Thorpe could no longer care about Sibu''s life, he was clearly dead, and bellowed, "Hurry up, that damn fine wasp has laid its eggs in Sibu''s body, we can''t destroy them, get out of here."


    Under Thorpe''s decisive order, the crowd quickly ran out of this huge tree hole, but no one noticed that the place where Sikong Haoxuan sat down just now left out a crystal ball that seemed to have a deep space from the surface, a soul and countless fine wasp larvae were ingested into the crystal ball, the faintly glowing crystal ball slightly twisted and disappeared in the space.


    After the people walked out of the tree hole, Lofik raised his hand and laid a boundary at the entrance of the tree hole, it seems that that kind of fine wasps really made this elite squad have unspeakable fear, they didn''t realize that now there was only a corpse left inside the tree hole that had been eaten by the fine wasp larvae and lost its soul.


    Thorpe looked deeply at the same tree hole, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Let''s go."


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    Before entering the forest, no one expected that this forest, which was famous in the continent, would be able to leave behind the life of a Thief who had reached the Realm of the Dawn Moon. The presence of a death in the group caused Sikong Haoxuan to walk in a very dull manner, and even the most talkative Baron did not know what he was thinking about, quietly following Sikong Haoxuan''s side. Although the beastmen were indifferent to humans, at this time, they also had a feeling of a rabbit dying.


    After a few days of hair-raising walking, a ten-meter wide green river blocked the route of Sikong Haoxuan''s party, and a few hundred meters away from this not-so-narrow river the party stopped. These past few days because of Sibu''s death had made Sopp more cautious.


    Thorpe turned his gaze to Mousse, "Ever seen a river like this?"


    Mousse shook his head, "No, I just heard that there is a green river in a country in the far north, but there is definitely something wrong with the river in front of us. Where there is a river, the humidity in the air is surprisingly unchanged, which is very abnormal."


    Thorpe looked away from the green river and muttered, "Then it''s also possible that it''s not a river at all."


    "Wick, find a living thing and throw it over there to try." Sikong Haoxuan strongly agreed with Mousse''s judgment that there must be something very wrong with this river that suddenly appeared in front of him. Among the team, only Wick''s arm strength was able to throw a living thing that far.


    Looking at Wick who stepped out from the bushes, Sikong Haoxuan rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart, "Could it be that this majestic orc only bullies weak creatures like ''rabbits''?" Wake''s hand was again that kind of magic beast that was extremely like a rabbit, the rabbit was thrown towards the distant river by Wake''s tremendous power, Sikong Haoxuan was sure that with this kind of power, the rabbit would have died the moment he threw it out. Sikong Haoxuan was sure that with this kind of power, the "rabbit" would have died the moment he threw it out.


    Wake''s power is really terrifying, light a "rabbit" even under his huge force, rushed into the air above the river still speed is not reduced, straight to the opposite bank.


    Green points of light from the river to the naked eye difficult to see the speed of flying up, Thorpe and others see is, flying over the river "rabbit" suddenly turned into a green luminous body, "rabbit" really in the Wake under the huge force rushed to the other side of the bank, but fell on the other side of the bank only "The rabbit was indeed swept to the other side of the river by Wick''s force, but what fell to the other side of the river was only the white skeleton of the rabbit.


    Seeing such a scene, the crowd did not feel much surprise, since entering the forest, weird things happen too much, they have the initial immunity, the crowd''s eyes focused on the body of Uman.


    Uman was busy shaking his disgusting claws and said, "I can''t, there''s nothing I can do this time, you guys saw it, just now the Carnivore was attacked over a hundred meters away, which means that the attack range of these damned green dots must be more than a hundred meters, but I can only control the toxins at around a hundred meters."


    Thorpe helplessly cast his gaze towards Sikong Haoxuan, "Fourth Young Master, look, this ......"


    Sikong Haoxuan also had a big headache over the endless array of strange creatures in this forest, "Let''s camp here first and slowly think of a solution, how much further is this place from our goal?"


    Thorpe thought for a moment, "If we can pass through this river, I think we will be able to see the stone monument marked on the map."


    "Blue Miller, did you see clearly what that green dot was just now?" Even with Sikong Haoxuan''s eyesight, he was unable to see the green dots that far away, and only through his soul perception, he knew that those green dots were definitely a creature.


    Blue Miller''s face was also unusually ugly, "Young Lord, that''s a kind of bug, ugly green bugs ......"


    Before Blue Miller could finish speaking, Nan Xing who was standing beside Sikong Haoxuan suddenly launched his sword, the sword lightning-like slashed through the air above Sikong Haoxuan''s head, a bright red poisonous snake that had been chopped into two sections was revealed to have fallen to the ground, Nida lifted his hand and a wisp of flaming light turned the snake into ashes.


    Sikong Haoxuan was secretly surprised, "What kind of snake is this, not only can it be invisible, but it can even evade my soul perception, does it not have a soul?"


    A succession of events that were beyond the crowd''s control caused the team''s morale to hit rock bottom. Thorpe said seriously, "Everyone be careful, if this kind of snake is out here in groups, I''m afraid none of us will be able to get out of this forest."

 Chapter 28: Boundary of Illusion

    Two days later, let''s be thankful that no more of those snakes that can be invisible were found, but Sikong Haoxuan''s group was still blocked by the green river in the distance, although the group came up with a lot of solutions, they all ended in failure.


    At night, Sikong Haoxuan decided that he could not wait any longer, although he would be discovered by Thorpe''s team, Sikong Haoxuan secretly arranged a suitable way out for them in his heart.


    The forest under the night sky without a pillar of light shooting down, seemed more dull and dark, the unknown creatures'' chirping made this dull forest a little more angry, but also a lot more frightening danger.


    With the cultivation of the crowd, when Sikong Haoxuan walked out of the tree hole alone, they had realized that they had also walked out of the tree hole, Sopo was afraid that Sikong Haoxuan would encounter dangers, but looking at the South Star that was following Sikong Haoxuan closely, he didn''t get too close.


    Sikong Haoxuan looked back and smiled at the crowd behind him, "Let me take care of those damned bugs in front of us, having come this far, we must not give up halfway."


    Apart from the four orcs and Nan Xing, everyone in Sopo''s squad was slightly excited inwardly, this fourth young master who never showed himself in the Sikong family was finally going to make a move, Sikong Buqun wasn''t the only one in the family who was interested in the fourth young master.


    Sikong Haoxuan''s palm was turned upwards, his right hand was stretched out flatly, a fist-sized crystal ball slowly floated out from his heart, a few obscure pronunciations caused the souls of the crowd to tremble. Along with the pronunciation, Sikong Haoxuan''s right hand crossed the air, and a row of tadpole-like symbols rotated around the crystal ball, emitting a dark green light. The spinning symbols were imprinted into the crystal ball one after another. When all of the symbols were imprinted, the crystal ball seemed to have been activated, and a nearly transparent dark green flame ignited on its surface.


    Sikong Haoxuan also seemed to have a very faint dark green flame between his palms, and with a wave of his hand towards the crystal ball, the crystal ball slowly drifted towards the green river in front of him in front of the crowd''s stupefied gazes, and instantly arrived at the sky above the river, a kind of extreme contradiction of time and space, making the scene that the crowd''s eyes saw no longer real.


    Sikong Haoxuan, whose hands were cupped with arcane hand seals, spat out a few more characters from his mouth. At the same time, countless mournful, helpless, and fearful cries were eerily transmitted into the depths of everyone''s souls, and with the crystal ball as the center, countless shadows of light and small blood-colored beads were ingested into the dark-green flames on its surface and steamed away.


    Ancient Sorcery-Sacrifice


    Against the laws of nature, the power of the soul was used as a force, supplemented by the ancient witchcraft of sacrifice, ordering the weaker creatures to contribute their souls and essence blood.


    Apart from Sikong Haoxuan, everyone, including Nan Xing, burst into tears, the resonance that arose from the depths of their souls, the helplessness and sorrow of the disadvantaged beings deeply infected them who were also living beings.


    The crystal ball disappeared into the air, the forest was silent, there was no more sound, Sikong Haoxuan sighed deeply and said to the crowd, "We can move on."


    The crowd somewhat numbly followed behind Sikong Haoxuan as they walked forward, they seemed to have forgotten at this point that this was in the Borealis Forest, and that danger could occur at any time. In fact, all around the crowd countless animals, plants, and insects had already become shells that had lost their souls and essence blood, and this was precisely the safest moment.


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    Stepping on the soft ground under their feet, which was unknown how thick, the shells of the insects were paved with soft ground. The crowd passed through this river made up of bugs without a single scare, Sikong Haoxuan collected a large number of bug carcasses, although he didn''t have a deep understanding of this kind of creature, he always felt that these carcasses would be of great use.


    Half a day''s walk had calmed the soul vibrations of the crowd, but the eyes of the crowd looking at Sikong Haoxuan had an inexplicable tremor, Sikong Haoxuan very much disliked this kind of look, although he had prepared for it, this kind of necromancy that interfered with the harmony of the heavens had an innate aversion and fear for living beings.


    Secretly sighed, Sikong Haoxuan bitterly smiled in his heart, "Sacrifice, originally is the method of practicing soul sorcery, is the only kind of sorcery that can be launched without a medium, but with the power of one''s own innate soul and the reincarnation mind method to enhance the soul''s ability, there is no longer a need to practice with such a means, for the first time to use it, I didn''t expect that this kind of sorcery behaves in such a ferocious way. "


    Thorpe stops his steps and points to a huge cylindrical stone monument in the distance to Sikong Haoxuan respectfully saying, "Fourth Young Master, we have arrived, under that monument is the entrance to the treasure." Although Thorpe internally felt aversion towards Sikong Haoxuan, the deep-rooted idea of the strongest being the most respected in his brain still dominated his behavior, facing Sikong Haoxuan he could no longer treat him as a child, and his tone of voice was not as casual as it was in the beginning.


    Sikong Haoxuan nodded, "Continue walking." He was about to approach the treasure, but the atmosphere in the group caused Sikong Haoxuan''s excitement to diminish greatly.


    Time flew by, and it was nightfall in the blink of an eye, Thorpe''s face was quite ugly as he looked at the stone monument in the distance that had blurred in the night, and said irritably, "It seems like we''ve run into trouble again, and most of the day has passed, and it seems like we''re in the same place." Anyone in Thorpe''s position wouldn''t be in a good mood, he had already lost one of his team members and was about to end the mission when something happened. It made his mind, a martial artist who had reached the realm of the Dawn Moon, unconsciously eroded by emotions and annoyed.


    Luo Feiq and Nida seemed to be aware of this, and after looking at each other in the same way, Luo Feiq opened his mouth and said, "Fourth Young Master, Captain Thorpe, there seems to be some obscure elemental fluctuations in the surroundings, and it''s possible that we''ve stepped into the Legendary Illusionary Boundary."


    Sikong Haoxuan sat down on a rock beside him, "Boundary of Illusion? What is it?"


    Nida explained for Sikong Haoxuan, "Fourth Young Master, the Junction of Illusion is a legendary type of Junction, it is a magical cage constructed from the elements, and legend has it that it is capable of causing people to be lost in it forever,......"


    Without hearing Nida finish, Sikong Haoxuan interrupted, "Damn magic again, you guys think of something." With regards to magic, Sikong Haoxuan was clueless, he had never been able to understand this elemental power. He also understood why at this moment, the perceived soul fluctuations were so weak, it turned out that there was a layer of invisible boundaries enveloping the crowd.


    The elemental fluctuations were too subtle, causing Lofic and Nida to have to perceive the entire boundary in meditation. The magicians who had reached the realm of the Dawn Moon and stood on the third level of the continent, with their vast magical knowledge and profound understanding of magic, surprisingly, it was only after a month that they told the crowd that they had gained some clues.


    In the crowd''s boring wait, another seven days passed. Lofic and Nida finally teamed up to open a gap in the boundary, and only then did the crowd get rid of this legendary magic cage.


    After more than a month of long waiting, Sikong Haoxuan and his party were all a bit wilted, with the exception of Luo Feiq and Nida, who had initially grasped the method of laying down the Illusionary Boundary through their study of this legendary boundary, and were greatly rewarded.


    Without the constraints of the boundary, Sikong Haoxuan and his party quickly came under the huge monolith, looking at the thirty-meter-high cylindrical monolith the crowd re-excited, they have speculated about the monolith in the end buried under the thousand years ago, what the secrets of the Yimma Dynasty.

 Chapter 29: The Surprising Appearance of the Knightly Spirit

    Sikong Haoxuan sighed as he touched the stone monument engraved with exquisite patterns and words, "Although I don''t understand the words on it, and I don''t know much about the patterns, I can be sure that what''s recorded on this stone monument is definitely the history of the Mima Dynasty."


    Baron squinted his eyes, looking up at the towering stone monument and said a rare word that humans love to hear, "The Mima Dynasty, is indeed one of the greatest civilizations in the continent."


    Looking somewhat vainly at the three companions beside him, Balon added, "Of course, our Orc civilization is also the greatest civilization on the continent."


    The people of Thorpe''s squad didn''t pay any attention to the nonsense of Baron, an orc, they were deeply shocked by the stone monument in front of them, only they, with the purest bloodline of the continent, could understand the significance of the Mima Dynasty to the human beings, it would always be the pride of the human beings.


    Sikong Haoxuan asked towards Mousse, the thief who was filled with piety, "Mousse, do you understand the meaning on the stone tablet?"


    Mousse replied with some pride, "Of course, Fourth Young Master, the lower half of this stone tablet is engraved with several major historical events of the Mima Dynasty, and the upper half is too far away for me to see too clearly." Thieves were indeed a group of people in this world who had profound research on treasures, history, and antiques.


    "Thorpe, are there any markings on the map on how to enter this treasure?" Sikong Haoxuan was clearly not interested in any history of the Mima Dynasty, he was more concerned about the treasure.


    Sopu bowed slightly and said, "Yes, Fourth Young Master, the Family Master has already caused the map to be deciphered with the method of entering the treasure, this is also the reason why the Elder''s Pavilion chose our squad to carry out this mission, as only our squad has both water and fire mages."


    In his heart, Sikong Haoxuan was amazed by the power of the family, to be able to research something that was a thousand years old to this extent, "Sop, let them open the entrance to this treasure."


    After Thorpe heard Sikong Haoxuan''s words, he nodded to Lofic and Nida, signaling that they could begin. Sikong Haoxuan stared at the two mages with great interest to see how they would open the treasure''s door.


    Luo Feiq and Nida, at two specific locations of the stone tablet, slowly began to input magical power into the stone tablet, and the magical power of the water and fire systems caused the entire stone tablet to emit a surplus of red and blue light.


    The two colors of crystal light, using the huge stone monument as a bridge, went straight to the sky. The entire monolith shone brightly, and a loud sound came from one side of the monolith, where a square-shaped stone door slowly opened.


    The open stone door didn''t let out any strange flavor, not at all like the existence of a thousand years ago.


    Thorpe looked at the dark and deep passageway within the stone door and frowned darkly, "Lofic, detect if there are any creatures inside." Lofic was more proficient in detection magic than Nida in the squad.


    Sikong Haoxuan had long ago, through his soul, perceived that there were no creatures at all within this stone door, as there was not a single soul fluctuation in it, but the strange snake that he had encountered the other day had made Sikong Haoxuan not so trusting of his soul perception anymore.


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    After releasing his detection magic, Lofic said to Thorpe, "Captain, my magic detects no signs of biological activity within this passageway." After experiencing the various incidents encountered in the forest, Lofik''s words were filled with hesitation.


    Sikong Haoxuan patted his pants that had long been scratched and torn by various branches, "Let''s go, standing here will never tell what''s inside."


    Mousse was in the front leading the crowd into the pitch-black passageway, the fireballs floating above Nida illuminated the path for the crowd underfoot. The one man high passageway was also carved with various patterns, the tall four orcs could only walk bent over, the narrow passageway was very depressing.


    The group walked very slowly, Mousse even dared not be the slightest bit careless, he knew very well that sometimes the organs made by humans were even more terrifying than the weird creatures in nature.


    This short passageway is considered to make Sikong Haoxuan walk very hard, dozens of all kinds of mechanical and magical organs and traps let lead the way to break the organs of Mousse and the two mages tired of heart and mind.


    Mousse who was leading the way stared at the ground in front of him, a pattern that cut across the passageway and muttered, "I''m sure this pattern is meaningful, but there are no traces of any organs around it."


    Sikong Haoxuan looked at the hidden light in front of him and said, "Take a rest, the front is probably the exit, I''m afraid that this last section of the road is not that easy to walk."


    After everyone sat down, Luo Feiq and Nida couldn''t care less about the exhaustion of their minds, and studied the pattern on the ground with Mousse.


    After a few moments of rest, the mental fatigue of the crowd was able to recover, in this very depressing passageway, people were more prone to mental fatigue, compared to those four orcs who were much better off.


    Mousse lifted his tired face to Thorpe and said, "Captain, this pattern is a warning line, a warning against intruding, but I don''t know what consequences would arise if I disobeyed the warning back, and I haven''t found any traces of organs or traps around here." Mousse hadn''t rested and had been studying the pattern.


    Thorpe patted Mousse on the shoulder, "Rest first, we''ve broken in here, nothing will stop us from moving forward."


    Thorpe looked at the passageway in front of him and stepped forward and out alone, "Captain ......" Karis, who had always been very calm, couldn''t help but call out sharply when he saw Thorpe''s behavior.


    Looking back with a slight smile, Thorpe pulled out a scroll from his pocket and said confidently, "Don''t worry, this is the instant transfer scroll given to me by Elder Shafan, as soon as I found out that something was wrong, I immediately started the scroll."


    Karis saw the scroll in Thorpe''s hand and felt slightly relieved, but his heart had some ominous premonitions, but he didn''t stop Thorpe, because after all, he couldn''t consume in unknown dangers, at least he had to understand where the dangers came from.


    Thorpe had just stepped into the pattern that traversed the passageway when his body suddenly froze and was no longer silent. "Captain, captain ......" Mousse and the others shouted eagerly, the most reckless axe warrior Lude immediately rushed towards Thorpe, he led the way like this, the squad members also followed closely, it seems that Thorpe is the core of the entire squad, the squad that lost him also lost its It seems that Thorpe is the core of the entire squad, and without him, the squad has lost its basic judgment.


    When Sikong Haoxuan''s body swayed, he closed the acupoints of the five people who were rushing forward, even Karis who was standing in the same place without moving was not spared. Sikong Haoxuan, who had soul vision, knew clearly that Thorpe was already dead now, and he had been devoured by the countless stern spirits and essence souls that emerged from the patterns on the walls.


    Although the six people whose acupoints had been closed were unable to move or speak, they were still able to think, and they were shocked that Sikong Haoxuan, a "mage", had been able to disable them with such speed and with a special maneuver. In the continent, it had never been heard of that any mage was able to move so fast without the use of magic.


    In a voice that only he could hear, Sikong Haoxuan murmured, ''''I didn''t expect that there are people in this world who understand the Knight Spirits and Essence Souls and are able to put them to use. What exactly is the secret of the pattern on the stone wall that it was able to seal so many Knight Spirits and Essence Souls for me to be unable to detect."

 Chapter 30 The Sorrow of Leper

    Uman, these orcs, did not have any favorable feelings towards humans in the first place, and he was even more indifferent to the several people who had their acupoints sealed, "What on earth could have caused Thorpe to lose his life without even having the chance to use the scroll." The scroll was activated by mental power, and Uman couldn''t imagine what could have killed Thorpe without even turning a single thought.


    Wick stroked the massive iron rod in his hand, "Perhaps a strange magic beyond our comprehension? Wraiths?" It really made Wick talk, these Knight Spirits and Essence Souls were indeed incomprehensible in this world.


    Sikong Haoxuan ignored the comments of the several orcs, raising his hand a dark green symbol made of flames was imprinted into Thorpe who stood rigidly in the distance.


    Several people had their acupoints closed, Blue Miller seemed to have fewer scruples, seeing Sikong Haoxuan''s actions he asked, "Young Lord, what are you doing?"


    Satisfied, he gave Blue Miller a look. Sikong Haoxuan knew that through the stimulation of the tense atmosphere during this period of time, these few beastmen slowly recovered the spirituality of being a sorcerer''s slave, and had less coy fear.


    "Seal off his soul, otherwise it will dissipate in a while." Though Blue Miller knew little about the soul and did not understand how it could be closed, he did not voice any further inquiries after all.


    Balon held the huge sword that was mortared on the ground with one hand, and pointed at the several people whose acupoints had been closed with one hand, "Young Lord, why don''t we throw a few more people over there and give it a try?" Emotionally, this lion didn''t even consider the few people who had taken on most of the battle for many days as companions.


    The several people who had their acupoints sealed, cursed these damned beastmen in their hearts, and even cursed Sikong Haoxuan who had sneaked up on them. If it was just to stop them from risking their lives, then the purpose should have been achieved at this point, but Sikong Haoxuan did not have the slightest intention of unlocking their acupoints.


    After staring at the passageway in front of him for half a day, and still not sensing a single soul fluctuation, Sikong Haoxuan sighed helplessly in his heart, "Although you guys are pitiful, and all that you have are just fragments of souls that are left behind, but you are in my way, so don''t blame me."


    Essence Souls and Li Prana, are soul shadows formed by borrowing the grudges of living beings before their deaths, they are one of the most pitiful forms of life in the world, and all that is in the remnant fragments of their souls are the disinterestedness and fear before their deaths. The only meaning of their existence in the world is to take away the anger, they are just some pathetic and unable to independent soul fragments.


    The crystal ball appeared out of thin air beside the frozen Thorpe, along with the obscure witch words, many weird witch words appeared on the crystal ball, a kind of suction force that non-witches could not perceive filled the crystal ball, countless souls and souls could not resist this order that came from the depths of their souls, and they were all taken into the crystal ball from the stone wall pattern.


    In this kind of rare place, Sikong Haoxuan originally didn''t want to disturb these poor soul fragments, but they blocked the path that shouldn''t be blocked, so the only meaning of their existence disappeared, being ingested by the crystal of the Soul Witch can also be said that they simply disappeared. Once again they will appear they will become a tool, a tool inscribed with the will of the Great Witch.


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    Retrieving the crystal ball, Sikong Haoxuan lifted his steps and walked inside, Nan Xing followed closely behind him with his eyes closed. Although the four beastmen were not sure what had happened, they knew that the danger within the passageway had been broken by the Young Lord.


    The six living people who had their acupoints sealed watched with bated breath as Sikong Haoxuan and his party disappeared at the end of the passageway. Karis was horrified, ''''I didn''t see that a young heart would be so ruthless. Obviously we discovered his secret, and he has no intention of letting us get out alive. Humph, the Elder''s Pavilion will definitely return justice to us, Sikong Haoxuan with his evil power, we are waiting for you wherever the God of the Underworld is." Seeing that Sikong Haoxuan had left them in the passageway, the hearts of the six were clear about the reason behind this, they were after all martial artists and mages who had reached the realm of the Dawn Moon, and had wisdom and insight that surpassed that of ordinary people.


    Sure enough not far ahead was the exit of the passageway, the group walked out of the passageway and were stunned by the sight they saw.


    The ground made of secret silver was carved with exquisite and detailed patterns, and stepping on it did not have the hardness and coldness of metal at all. Seven pillars carved out of amethyst led to the top, supporting the entire space, and the pillars were carved with all sorts of strange creatures.


    At the bottom of the amethyst pillars were scattered piles of various kinds of magic cores. Magic core is a variety of magical beasts in the body of the crystallization, in the continent''s use is very wide, as the continent''s hardest currency magic core here is so cheap.


    Balon even iron sword fell to the ground are not consciously, unconsciously muttered, "treasure, really is a treasure."


    "Young Lord, it seems that this is indeed the treasure of the Mima Dynasty, there is no other dynasty in the continent that is able to gather such a large number of extremely high quality magic cores." Uman said to Sikong Haoxuan.


    After the words trailed off, Uman felt that there was some abnormality and slightly probed forward to take a look, only to see Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes glowing with excitement, staring straight at the magic cores underneath the seven pillars, and the corners of his mouth appeared to have some water stains. Uman hastily withdrew his own gaze, admonishing himself in his mind, "It must be a case of blurred vision, it''s impossible for the Young Lord to have such an idiotic expression."


    Blue Miller, who had the sharpest eyes, discovered that at the end of the huge space was the imperial throne made of unknown metal, the golden throne exuded an inexplicable aura, revealing its extraordinary nature. A body has long been dry old man sitting on top of the throne, but from his flickering eye sockets can be seen, he seems to have life.


    With a slight alarm in his heart, Blue Miller gently touched Sikong Haoxuan and pointed ahead, "Young Lord, there seems to be a living person in front of us."


    "Living people." This word caused Sikong Haoxuan to wake up from his masturbation, causing him to remember that he was still in a space with unknown dangers at this point in time, and secretly despised himself in his heart, "Fussing over such a bit of wealth." Looking in the direction of Blue Miller''s finger.


    The front was a blur, "Go over and take a look." No one but Blue Miller could see what was in front of them clearly at such a distance.


    The throne in front of them was so gorgeous, the magic cores dotted on it made it impossible for the crowd to distinguish their types, and it was estimated that the magical beasts with these magic cores had long been extinct. Sikong Haoxuan can be sure that the casting of the throne of the metal is never gold, its crystal light is not gold that kind of vulgar, piercing light can be compared.


    A powerful soul, a powerful soul that has lost its life bearer. Sikong Haoxuan sensed that there was a powerful soul in the long-decayed dry corpse sitting on the throne.


    Sikong Haoxuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the dry body in front of him with interest, such a powerful soul in this world, or the first time I saw it. Although he could not be compared to himself towards, he was indeed very powerful, I am afraid that he was even more powerful than the soul of a Patriarch.


    "It''s been a thousand years, a thousand years since someone was finally able to enter here. Brave adventurers, you will inherit the vast treasures of this Yama Dynasty." The dryad with glittering eyes, its old voice echoed within this luxurious space.


    The four orcs'' eyes were filled with excitement, inheriting the entire treasure of the Yima Dynasty? Oh my god ......

 Chapter 31 - The Body of Evil

    "Brave adventurers, please sit down. Let me, a servant who has lived for a thousand years, tell you the history of this great treasure." As the old voice fell, six circular projections made of amethyst rose from the ground like chairs.


    A thousand years ago, the sudden demise of the Mima Empire. It was an unsolved mystery amongst the various races on the continent, to be able to have the opportunity to learn about these unknown histories, Sikong Haoxuan''s six people were all very interested, their figures could not help but sit on the amethyst chairs along with the voice.


    A few people had just taken their seats when a few streaks of purple energy that flashed like electricity suddenly bound the six people. The moment the purple energies appeared, a powerful fighting aura rose up on the four beastmen and Nan Xing, but from the faces of the beastmen, it could be seen that their fighting auras were not able to resist the bundles of such energies.


    "Foolish humans from a thousand years later, you have disturbed the peaceful sleep of the undead of Mima. As punishment, you will be imprisoned forever."


    Sikong Haoxuan looked at the dryad that had made a pronouncement against himself and the others, and smiled gently, "A soul that has lost its life-bearer has the audacity to try to imprison a Soul Grand Sorcerer?!"


    "Who are you? How do you know about souls? After a thousand years, have humans cracked the secrets of the soul?" The old voice did not have the same aura as it did during the judgment.


    "Know what a witch is?" A crystal ball appeared out of nowhere in front of the dryad, and the pale voice fell silent. No soul could be unrestrained before the Great Witch of Souls, and this soul that had existed for a thousand years was ingested into the crystal ball of the Great Witch. From then on, he would live not for himself, but for the Great Witch.


    Balon''s grumpy voice rang out, "Hiding head and tail liar, let go of your lion master, or wait for me to come out and chop up your human whip to make wine." It seems that Balon has quite a deep memory of the past and is not weak at learning.


    "Young Lord, this energy seems to be emitted by an amethyst. If it''s really amethyst, then the energy contained in such a large piece of amethyst is enough to bind us for several thousand years." As a totem priest, Uman''s spiritual sense had a keen perception of energy.


    Nan Xing had already stopped struggling, withdrew his exploding Dou Qi, and returned to his cultivation state, his eyes had not opened for a second since the beginning. To him, it did not matter where, as long as he was able to cultivate.


    Sikong Haoxuan laughed softly, "The one who unravels the bell still needs to tie it."


    The Sikong Haoxuan in the bundle spat out a few obscure syllables. Floating in the air, the tadpole-like symbols on the crystal ball began to change, and eight symbols formed by dark green flames detached from the crystal ball and distributed in eight directions.


    At the same time, dark green flames that were hard to see with the naked eye emerged around Sikong Haoxuan''s body, and the obscure syllables seemed to have formed a continuous ritual text at this time.


    The obscure rituals echoed in the vast space, and the countless bug carcasses in the crystal ball formed a green stream that flowed out of the crystal. Countless souls and spirit souls merged into the shells, and the shells of the bugs formed a brand new black-colored "life form" with no consciousness or soul.


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    Sikong Haoxuan''s voice did not stop but became more and more urgent, countless bugs were densely climbing on each other and slowly formed a human body, a powerful soul from the crystal ball was forced into the body.


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    The body composed of countless intertwined and wriggling worms slowly fell to the ground after Sikong Haoxuan''s voice stopped, the eyes composed of worms emitted a bizarre light.


    "Welcome back, the great alchemy master Barmer from a thousand years ago." Sikong Haoxuan rushed at the human body composed of bugs.


    Not only the four orcs, even Nan Xing, who was incomparably indifferent to everything in the world, was stunned by the scene in front of him and forced himself to hold back the churning of his stomach. Countless worms, as they looked at this human body that was still considered a human body seemed to feel countless worms crawling inside, bones, blood vessels, internal organs, as if they were everywhere. Nan Xing, who had never stopped cultivating, was also turning blue at this moment, a feeling of vomiting filling his nerves.


    Sikong Haoxuan noticed the situation of the five and laughed softly, "Alright, Bammer change your image, look at you scaring people."


    Countless worms began to wriggle drastically, spitting out drops of sticky liquid, this liquid slowly condensed, surprisingly forming elastic human skin, the worms were still wriggling under the skin for a few moments before they were able to calm down. An old man with a long beard, appeared in front of the crowd, he threw himself at Sikong Haoxuan''s five bodies and said, "Witch servant, Bamer see master." During the ancient tribal period, throwing oneself in five bodies on the ground was the etiquette of a Sorcerer''s Servant when facing a Great Sorcerer.


    Balon rubbed his eyes fiercely with his large hands, not realizing in the slightest when the purple energy binding him had disappeared. He couldn''t believe that a big living person just turned out, and, and it was made up of worms, such a scenario completely overturned his understanding.


    For a few beastmen Sikong Haoxuan was lazy to take care of them, as for Nan Xing had already returned to his cultivation state, it seems that the Dao of Killing is indeed capable of wiping out all kinds of human emotions, although Nan Xing had only stepped into half of it.


    Sikong Haoxuan took out a robe from his ring and threw it to the naked Balon, ''''Tell us what exactly is this place? Does it harbor the treasures of the Mima Dynasty?"


    Barmer, who had a complete soul and a complete memory, was no different from a thousand years ago except for his body made up of worms and the deep branding of a sorcerer''s servant in his soul.


    "Master, this place is accurately described as the cemetery of the Mima Dynasty, and at this moment, we are standing within a tombstone." Although there was a deep sadness in Bammer''s tone, he still respectfully answered Sikong Haoxuan''s words.


    "Just a graveyard?" Sikong Haoxuan asked with the last glimmer of hope, "Does this graveyard contain your emperors buried, there should be a large number of accompanying burials, right?"


    Ba Mo raised his head and replied respectfully, "This is not the tomb of an emperor, but the tomb of the entire Mima Dynasty. For the entire Mima Dynasty, the burials here are not something that can be compared to that emperor''s tomb, and the items accompanying the burials were personally procured by Old Supplement."


    Sikong Haoxuan heard that there are a large number of burials hanging heart relaxed, turned to this entire ÃÖma dynasty''s tomb is greatly interested in, have not heard of the entire dynasty will have a unified tomb.


    Getting up and flinging the dried corpse on the throne to one side, leaning comfortably on the throne, Sikong Haoxuan said to Bamer, "Tell me, what is the matter with the burial of an entire dynasty."


    Bamer''s face, which was completely unreadable as being made up of bugs, accurately conveyed his mood at this time, as he recalled with a somewhat dark expression, "A thousand years ago, this was the imperial capital of the Mima Dynasty, and at that time, it was one of the pinnacle periods of the dynasty''s alchemy development, and within the imperial capital, the top nine alchemy masters of the world were gathered... ..."


    The four orcs and Nan Xing were gradually attracted by Bamer''s low voice, listening carefully, to this mysterious history that had been buried for a thousand years.

 Chapter 32 - The Lost History

    Bamer''s voice echoed in the vast space, "The power of the Mima Dynasty was unimaginable, at that time, all races were under the wings of the dynasty, and there were no more wars in the world. The peaceful environment gave people more time to explore, and the fusion of races made it possible for various secret arts to learn from each other. Nine masters of alchemy, after fifty years of research, finally created a weapon, yes, the weapon, the greatest sin of mankind. This weapon was not experimented with because it was too dangerous, so dangerous that the nine alchemy masters did not dare to conduct experiments to the extent that the weapon was secretly transported to the imperial palace and sealed by order of the emperor at the time."


    "On a night of wind and thunder, doom struck. The mysterious weapon that was sealed in the imperial palace suddenly exploded, the massive energy raged, and the entire palace disappeared under a mushroom-shaped cloud, as if it had never existed. The entire Imperial Capital collapsed under this massive energy, and very few people survived."


    "A nuclear bomb? It can''t be ......," Sikong Haoxuan felt his brain short-circuit a little.


    Seeing that Barmer had stopped, Wick busily said, "Then you are one of the people who survived? Since there were people who survived, why has this history never been passed down in the continent."


    The eyes made up of bugs were so real that they looked a little hollow at the moment, and Barmer murmured, "The truth is that no one was ever able to survive that disaster at all. After the explosion, the strongest people who survived have felt their bodies rapidly aging. Under the deliberation of the twelve war generals of the empire and the nine great alchemy masters, the nine great masters teamed up to build this tombstone on the ruins of the empire, and those who survived entered this tombstone to wait for the end of their lives. The Historian, who was also one of the nine alchemy patriarchs, left a map within the ruins at his request, indicating the direction of the tomb, but the Twelve Warlords of Tian Tianqin, unwilling to let his descendants disturb the slumber of the entire dynasty, added some prohibitions to that map."


    "As for me, I was lucky, but also unfortunate. Because I had obtained a chapter of the scroll of necromancy that had been lost for thousands of years, a few years of research tips allowed me to save my soul, watching the passing of one companion after another without being able to do anything about it, and passing in solitude for thousands of years."


    The four orcs and Nan Xing were secretly shocked in their hearts for that horrible weapon, the orcs were even secretly fantasizing in their hearts, "If the orc tribes have such powerful weapons, they must be able to easily conquer the humans, right?" The original sin of human beings, even though they have already paid the price, they are still repeating the same old miserable path, the orcs are no exception, I''m afraid that it would be more appropriate to call it the original sin of intelligent creatures.


    "Tell me, what kind of burial goods are in this tomb." Although Sikong Haoxuan was also heartbroken by this tragic history, he seemed to care more about the treasures here.


    As a servant of a great sorcerer, Ba Mo knew very well what his master was thinking, "Master, please follow me."


    Under Bamer''s leadership, Sikong Haoxuan''s group passed through a hidden passageway and arrived at a narrow space. This space was made up of boulders, and on the surface, there was no aura of treasure at all.


    Barmer pointed at the nine chests in the narrow space, "These are the legacies of each of our nine alchemy masters."


    At Sikong Haoxuan''s gesture, Wick stepped forward to open the first chest, and Barmer introduced Sikong Haoxuan from the side, "This old servant''s legacy, apart from some alchemy tips, are some space rings and a black magic book."


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    Ba Mo took out an ordinary looking finger ring from the neatly arranged box and handed it to Si Kong Hao Xuan, "Master, this is the old servant''s best work, it has a vast space within it and is as big or small as you wish. Because there is a solidified invisibility magic formation engraved in it, once it is brought on the surface it cannot be seen at all."


    Satisfied with the finger ring handed over by Barmer, Sikong Haoxuan put the ring on and it was indeed undetectable from the outside.


    As the second chest opened, several powerful elemental fluctuations filled the small space. Barmer caressed the open box, "This is Yak''s relics, he liked to collect the magical cores of powerful magical beasts during his lifetime, these six magical cores were taken from fire, water, wind, earth, light and darkness, the six divine beasts."


    Including the Southern Star crowd all stared wide-eyed at the magic cores in the box that were flashing with different lights, Uman''s heart was beating extremely fast, "Really, it''s really the magic cores of the divine beasts."


    Bammer put the six magic cores into a small four-sided wooden box, and the elemental fluctuations that filled the sky disappeared. The small wooden box disappeared in the hands of Sikong Haoxuan, who was laughing "hehehe".


    Bammer to Sikong Haoxuan a box of introduction, as if in the memory of a thousand years ago those companions, and a few boxes in the items to make Sikong Haoxuan a few people''s hearts and minds fluctuating.


    The ninth box, Barmer''s eyes were a little hazy, "This is the relics of Cahill, he was the greatest Potion Department Alchemy Grandmaster, my soul being able to exist to this day has a close relationship with him." It seems that this Cassiel and Bammer were very good friends a thousand years ago.


    Bamer carefully took out an arm-thick transparent bottle from the box, the blue liquid inside was very beautiful, "This is Cassiel''s lifelong research result ''Tears of the Goddess'', a drop of just one drop, any serious internal or external injuries will be healed, and its efficacy is not something that can be compared to light magic. "


    The four orcs watched with bated breath as this treasure disappeared into Sikong Haoxuan''s hands.


    After removing the items from the nine chests, Barmer said to Sikong Haoxuan, "Master, these are all the relics of the nine Alchemy Patriarchs."


    Sikong Haoxuan threw a stack of diaries to Ba Mo, "Since you have awakened, don''t let the long years go to waste, study the insights of these old friends of yours."


    "Yes, old servant obeys."


    "Master, please follow the old servant, this side is the true burial goods of the entire tomb." Bammer led a few of Sikong Haoxuan through a hidden passageway once again.


    "Heavens, ordnance, treasures? So much?" Not only did Balon''s eyes glaze over, but Sikong Haoxuan was also unable to resist the attraction of the scene before him.


    The two rows of pitch-black armor and thick long swords were capable of arming several thousand people. From their oppressive appearance, one could also tell that they were extraordinary.


    In front of the weapon racks were open dozens of crates, amethyst coins, all of them were amethyst coins unique to the Mima Dynasty, nowadays amethyst, a resource that was almost mined out in the continent, only among a few nobles were amethyst coins still circulating, and the continent had long since begun to use a kind of red crystal coins.


    "Master, these are the coins that could be found after the disaster." Barmer pointed at the boxes of amethyst coins and said. This showed how wealthy the Mima Dynasty was at the time, and if the treasury had not disappeared in the explosion, there was no telling how much wealth would have been left behind.


    Sikong Haoxuan blinked his eyes, which were dazzled by the countless amethyst coins, and pointed at the two rows of armor. Barmer said, "A thousand years ago, these armors were the latest Xuan Iron Battle Armors developed by the nine of us, and because they were simply too heavy for ordinary soldiers to bear, they have never been pushed through the Empire."


    Wick stepped forward and picked up a weapon and weighed it, saying disdainfully, "This is considered heavy? Master Barmer, the weapons of those twelve warlords aren''t here, are they?"


    Barmer nodded, "What the Twelve Warlords have left behind is a sign of the pinnacle of alchemy in that era, these rags certainly cannot be compared to their weapons."


    Between Sikong Haoxuan''s quick flashes, the armor, weapons, and amethyst coins all disappeared, and returning next to Bamer he urged, "Quickly, take us to see the symbols of the pinnacle of Alchemy, and what exactly they are."

 Chapter 33 - Twelve Star Armors

    In a separate space, twelve exquisite "statues" emitting soft light of various colors stood in front of everyone.


    "It''s incredible, the twelve brightest of the twenty-four guardian constellations in the sky." Blue Miller looked at the "statues" in front of him and marveled.


    Bammer also gazed at the "statue" with a devout face and murmured, "Yes, the twelve guardian constellations of the Yag continent."


    Balon swept his eyes from the twelve "statues", yawned, and then said in a serious manner, "The great orc warriors who bathe in the light of the God of War do not dare to be interested in these works of art."


    Sikong Haoxuan kicked Baron''s thick leg, "Shut up you damn stupid lion." Although he was his own sorcerer servant, Sikong Haoxuan subconsciously smiled in embarrassment at Bamer for his subordinate''s ignorance. Because he could clearly feel some soul fluctuations in the twelve "statues", as if they were alive, not simply "statues".


    Bammer unfolded his arms, embraced these "statues", "The pinnacle of the Mima Dynasty''s alchemy, the Twelve Star Armor!"


    Everyone looked at each other dumbfounded, the "statues" in front of them were actually armor? These twelve guardian stars don''t look like armor, look, the big bear star that emits black ghostly light, the huge mammoth star, the elegant and beautiful white wild goose star, the weird and terrifying long snake star ......


    Sikong Haoxuan looked at the twelve star armor with some fascination, "Bamer, tell me, these star armor."


    An expression of pride from the depths of his heart surfaced on Bamer''s face, "Master, these star armors, can be said to be the crystallization of the wisdom of each race during the time of the Mimar Dynasty, they carry the highest level of skill at that time, and they were completed by the combined efforts of our nine alchemy masters and the Dwarf Tribe. They are alive and have their own unique appraisal of the successors they recognize. The Twelve Star Armor was bestowed by the Emperor at the time, to the twelve warlords who fought in the eight directions for the Founding Kingdom and made unparalleled feats, but only the Northern Coronation Star recognized its master."


    "What if it was not recognized or did not pass their appraisal." Wick stared intently at the Mammoth Star.


    Barmer smiled slightly, "If it is not recognized, they will not let you approach. If recognized and failing their appraisal, they will disappear until you have met their requirements."


    Looking at the five people around him who were eager to try, Sikong Haoxuan smiled faintly, "Go."


    The five bowed deeply to Sikong Haoxuan and walked towards the Twelve Star Armors. Wake''s tall stature made his stride also incredibly large and was the first to arrive in front of the Mammoth Star, which did not reject him.


    With excitement in his heart, Wick raised his hand to touch Mammoth Star''s body, and without warning, twisted and disappeared. Mammoth Star disappeared before Wick''s eyes.


    South Pole, Long Snake, Great Bear, Peacock four stars disappeared in front of the eyes of South Star, Uman, Baron and Blue Miller respectively.


    The dejected looking five returned to Sikong Haoxuan''s side, hanging their heads low and not daring to raise their eyes.


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    Sikong Haoxuan laughed softly, "It''s good to be recognized by them, there will come a day when you will be able to pass their appraisal, and that appraisal, I believe, must be one of strength, strength."


    Nan Xing raised his head and closed his eyes, the faint red light produced by his Dou Qi during his cultivation reappeared. Uman, Baron, Wake, and Blue Miller didn''t have this ability as Nan Xing, but there was a determination in their eyes.


    Sikong Haoxuan put the rest of the Star Armor into his finger ring and said to Barmer, ''''Let''s go, take us out. Leave behind some family treasures for your Mima Dynasty." It was also Sikong Haoxuan who had the cheek to scavenge the essence of the tomb and was still serious, "Leave some family treasures for the Mima Dynasty."


    Under the seven amethyst pillars, those magical cores were also unknowingly included in Sikong Haoxuan''s finger ring by the crowd, and Bamer who was leading the way ahead seemed to faintly tremble for a moment.


    Arriving at the exit, Sikong Haoxuan said, "You guys wait." After saying that, he ran backward, and only Blue Miller''s eyes could see that Sikong Haoxuan had loaded that throne into his finger ring.


    In the passageway, a corpse and five living people were still standing in their original positions. Sikong Haoxuan asked Barmer, "Barmer, what is the matter with the countless Essence Souls, and the Knight Spirits in this passageway."


    Ba Mo frowned, "Master, the Essence Souls and the Lustful Spirits old servants do not quite understand. In this passageway, after the disaster in the Imperial Capital, countless grievous spirits were created, and the old servant used a bit of undead magic to use the amethyst veins here to collect them in the Underworld Stones used to construct the passageway."


    Sikong Haoxuan nodded his head in understanding, his gaze turning to the five people and one corpse standing within the passageway, his expression somewhat hesitant.


    Uman Unrepentant as the beastman who could best appreciate his thoughts, stepped forward and whispered, "Young Lord, is it possible to put them ......"


    Shaking his head Sikong Haoxuan took out the large square block of ice from his ring and used his dagger to dig out the straw man representing the six people in it.


    Holding the straw figures in his hands, he walked over to the five who had their acupoints sealed, "Don''t blame me, the Elder''s Pavilion has too much power in the family for me to trust you." As the words fell, several bizarre patterns emerged on the five straw men, and the straw men slowly merged into the bodies of the five people.


    The most bizarre thing was that when the straw men merged into Thorpe''s body, he actually came to life.


    Like he had forgotten everything, Thorpe naturally said to Sikong Haoxuan, "Young Lord, are we returning to the Imperial Capital now."


    The deep use of ancient sorcery-puppets, six puppets with independent intelligence were born under the great sorcerer.


    The four orcs and Nan Xing had long been immune to all of this, with only Bammer beside them in thought.


    The crowd that had returned to the forest looked at the tombstones in the distance and couldn''t help but sigh in their hearts, "The harvest this time has far exceeded the crowd''s expectations."


    "Barmer, just say what you have to say." Sikong Haoxuan, who was very satisfied with this trip, was in a very good mood.


    Bamer knelt in front of Sikong Haoxuan''s feet with all five bodies, "Please, Master, grant the Mima Dynasty an eternal peaceful slumber."


    Sikong Haoxuan nodded, he understood what Ba Mo meant, and the crystal ball once again floated above the countless bug carcasses, which made up the river. Countless Essence Souls and Knightly Spirits were driven into the bodies of one worm after another.


    Retrieving the crystal ball, Sikong Haoxuan thought silently in his heart, "In life, since you are the people of the Mima Dynasty, then in death, you will guard your slumbering homeland."


    "Barmer, these countless bugs guarding the tomb of the Mima Dynasty, are you satisfied?"


    A trace of gratitude flashed in Bamer''s eyes, "The old servant thanks his master for his fulfillment." No one knew the terrifying nature of these worms better than him, as his body was made up of these worms. Understanding these worms was like understanding his own body.


    Sikong Haoxuan smiled, "Alright, we should go home. Bammer give us a ride, I don''t want to hike out of this damn forest again."


    "Yes, master." Bamer''s body made up of worms suddenly collapsed to form a stream of worms, carrying all of Sikong Haoxuan towards the outside of the forest.

 Chapter 34 - Divine Grade Magic Core

    Late at night, a dense black mist carried several people and landed noiselessly in the woods near the imperial capital.


    "Barmer, you go back first. When the time is right, I will summon you."


    "Yes master." The dense black mist, once again, rose up and flew towards the Borealis Forest.


    Sikong Haoxuan, who was eager to return home, would have asked Bammer to send the crowd into the Sikong Mansion if he wasn''t afraid that flying into the Imperial Capital would be too conspicuous.


    The Imperial Capital, worthy of being the center of the entire Golden Empire. Late at night, the imperial capital was still brilliantly lit, and the sound of hawking on both sides of the road was no less busy and noisy than during the day.


    The only difference was that most of the sellers were gnomes, and most of the pedestrians were of other races. These Goblin merchants spread across the continent, they liked to do their business at night, which had something to do with the fact that their ancestors had always dealt in forbidden goods.


    The street in front of the Sikong mansion was very quiet, and it was like being in a different world from the market of the imperial capital. In the Golden Empire, it was difficult for other races to obtain the status of nobility, and human nobles didn''t have the habit of opening their stores late at night to welcome customers.


    The eighteen gate guards in front of the Sikong mansion seemed to have something on their mind, and were not at all as spirited as usual, and their performance made the momentum in front of the gate of the first big family in the imperial capital much weaker as well. At this time, their hearts are even more depressed, Sikong House in front of this imperial avenue when to allow beggars to step on it? And a group of them? Is now popular night begging?


    Returning home eagerly Sikong Haoxuan completely did not notice the image of a line of people, tattered pieces of cloth hanging on the body, also sad that the gatekeeper in front of the misunderstanding.


    "Young master, fourth young master is back." There was still a resourceful person amongst the doormen, but his voice was suppressed very low, they wouldn''t dare to forget the rules of the Sikong Residence, no clamor late at night.


    The eight gate guards quickly stepped in front of Sikong Haoxuan, their tones filled with surprise, "Fourth young master, you''re back. You''ve been gone for half a year, madam has been in tears almost every day. The head of the family sits at the madam''s place every day, just afraid that she won''t be able to think of going to you and miss you again."


    Hearing the words of the doorman, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart couldn''t help but tremble, the acidity echoing in his heart caused the tear ducts to not be under conscious control, hastily closing his eyes, he didn''t want to lose his temper in front of the doorman, "Go and quietly notify grandpa that I''m back. I''ll go wash up and go to mother''s place first." After saying this, he quickly steps into the mansion and goes.


    The gatekeeper watched as Sikong Haoxuan and his party entered the mansion, they seemed to have regained their old spirits, and the aura between the gates of the first family was slowly coalescing.


    In the dead of night, Song Ziyan''s courtyard was still lit up. Standing outside the courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan was hesitant to enter and stood quietly.


    The maidservants in front of the door had already run into the courtyard with surprise on their faces to inform their master.


    Through the courtyard door, from afar, Sikong Haoxuan saw several maids of honor hurrying out after his own mother, he knelt heavily on the ground, his head hanging low, he did not dare to look at his mother''s face.


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    "Xuan''er ......" Song Zi Yan''s voice hit Si Kong Hao Xuan''s heart heavily, as the voice fell, he was held tightly in his mother''s arms, hot water droplets dripped onto his face and even more into his heart.


    "Mom, son has made you worry."


    "It''s good to be back, it''s good to be back ......"


    Raising his head to look at his mother''s somewhat red and swollen eyes, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart was filled with infinite guilt, "Mom,......"


    Song Zi Yan pulled up Sikong Hao Xuan and wiped away her own tears, "Go, enter the house and talk."


    Inside the house, looking at Sikong Haoxuan by her side, Song Zi Yan''s face returned to its usual radiance, "Grown up, how dare you hide from mom to go to the dangerous Pollux Forest?"


    "Mom, it was grandpa who agreed, he has sent people to protect it, it''s not dangerous." At this time, if you don''t use the old man as a shield, when will you use it, Sikong Haoxuan secretly thought in his heart.


    "You little bastard, how can you push things all dao grandpa? If I hadn''t come in time, I wouldn''t have been successfully planted by you?" Sikong Buqun''s voice entered the house.


    Song Zi Yan looked at Sikong Bu Qun who came in quick steps and muttered in a low voice, "It must be your fault, otherwise how could Xuan Er be so bold."


    Hearing his mother''s mutterings, Sikong Haoxuan nodded his head greatly from the side. Song Zi Yan affectionately twisted his ear, "Hmph, if there''s a next time, you won''t be able to leave the house for the rest of your life."


    Sikong Haoxuan turned towards his grandfather who had come over and thwarted his fingers behind his back, the meaning was clear, if you want to share the spoils, you have to speak for me.


    Sikong Buqun glared at Sikong Haoxuan, raised his smiling face and said to Song Ziyan: "Ziyan ah, you see Xuan''er is usually very obedient, occasionally Fan a little small mistakes can be forgiven well. Think of it as letting him go out to get a long insight, saving him from pondering over treasures and whatnot all day long."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s heart greatly admired his grandfather''s face-changing technique, but the words still had to be said smoothly, "Yes, mom this time there really isn''t any danger, I just went to the forest to swim around, and I gained quite a lot."


    Song Zi Yan let go of Sikong Hao Xuan''s ear, "This time you''ll be forgiven, but there will never be a next time. Even if you want to go out, you can still discuss it with mom."


    "Yes, there will never be a next time. Whatever I do in the future, I''ll discuss it with mom." Sikong Haoxuan guaranteed.


    "Alright, Xuan''er, you stay here with your mom more and come to Grandpa''s study tomorrow. I still have to go back and explain the matter of Sibu''s death to the Elder''s Pavilion." After saying that, Sikong Buqun seemed to realize something and flashed out of Song Ziyan''s special courtyard with extremely fast movements.


    Sikong Haoxuan stared at his disappearing grandfather and wailed in his heart, "You damned old man, you did it on purpose."


    Upon hearing about Xibu''s death, Song Ziyan''s face changed drastically as she rushed at Sikong Haoxuan and said angrily, "Didn''t you say there was no danger? What happened to Xibu? He''s a thief who has reached the Dawn Moon Realm, and he''s still lying to me!"


    Si Kong Haoxuan drooped his head, "Mom, the danger is a little, but the reward is not a little." In order to divert his mother''s attention, Sikong Haoxuan pulled out a Water-type Magic Core and handed it to his mother.


    An extremely pure water element filled the entire house, "Heavens, Divine Beast level magic core?!" Song Zi Yan said in shock, raising her hand a boundary, sealing the entire house, such a pure and powerful elemental fluctuation, if it was allowed to spread, I''m afraid that soon, the entire imperial capital would know about it.


    In order to successfully divert his mother''s line of sight, his heart was secretly happy, "Mom, this magic core is given to you, it will definitely be very beneficial to your magic cultivation."


    Song Ziyan caressed the blue transparent magic core in her hand, "More than beneficial."


    A moment later, Song Zi Yan put away the magic core, "Xuan''er, why are you so generous this time? Willing to send mom such a good thing? Honestly, how many more are there?"


    Sikong Haoxuan was greatly dissatisfied and muttered, "I''m usually generous." Afterward, he rushed at Song Ziyan and extended five fingers.


    "Oh man, you still have five?!"


    Sikong Haoxuan nodded triumphantly, then seemed to remember something and lowered his voice, "Mom, you have to keep this a secret for me, if you let grandpa know, your son''s property won''t be preserved."


    Song Zi Yan was a little surprised, "How come after going out for a trip, Xuan Er has become generous and will share things with your grandfather?"


    Sikong Haoxuan hatefully said, "Grandpa forced me to split the bill fifty-fifty, or else he wouldn''t let me go out."


    Song Ziyan looked at Sikong Haoxuan''s heartbroken expression, "Puff", laughed ......

 Chapter 35 - Jealousy

    The next day, in the family head''s study, Sikong Haoxuan handed Sikong Buqun a box of magic cores that he had taken from the seven amethyst pillars. He was ruthless enough to withhold the essence completely, and only split the "garbage" that he had casually passed along with his grandfather 50/50, which made Sikong Buqun''s eyes glaze over.


    Sikong Buqun caresses one crystal magic core in the box, feeling the pure elements surging around them, "Xuan''er, it seems that this time there is a big harvest, it is really the treasure of the Mima Dynasty, otherwise it is impossible to appear so many superb magic cores."


    Although his heart greatly despised his grandfather''s greedy expression at this moment, cursing him for his lack of insight, Sikong Haoxuan still accompanied him with a smile, "Yes, the Mima Dynasty deserves to be the number one empire on the continent, a random treasure is so amazing."


    Sikong Buqun put away his gaze that was tightly fixed on the magic cores, and sighed slightly, "Just for these magic cores the family lost a Xiao Yue level expert, counting it as a loss, the Borealis Forest is indeed not a good place."


    Sikong Haoxuan was a little surprised, "Grandpa, these are extremely high grade magic cores, I''m afraid that the wealth contained within them can buy half of the family. If these magic cores were to be crafted into weapons or staffs, their value would be even more astonishing, how could they not be comparable to a Dawn Moon ranked expert?"


    Sikong Buqun''s eyes glared, "What do you know, do you know how long and hard it takes for a clan to cultivate a Dawn Moon ranked expert, and how much financial resources it costs? What''s even more difficult is the loyalty to the clan, which can''t be bought with wealth. At the Dawn Moon rank, one''s heart has long since sublimated to a very high realm, and one prefers to do things as they please, and it''s hard to be loyal to one''s person or clan."


    Sikong Buqun sat down in the chair next to him with some confusion between his eyes, "It''s just strange that Thorpe and the others don''t seem to be particularly saddened by Sibu''s death. They were in the same squad since they were young, how many years of bonding, how many times they were born and died, it''s a bit counterintuitive."


    Sikong Haoxuan smiled bitterly in his heart when he heard his grandfather''s self-talk, "A puppet is a puppet, although they possess independent intelligence, they lack the most important thing compared to sorcerer slaves and sorcerer servants, which is spirituality."


    At the same time that Sikong Haoxuan and his grandfather were dividing the spoils, within the lavish living room of Grand Prince Valle''s royal residence. Sikong Wuyou was drinking mulled wine with Valle.


    Val Lie twirled his wine cup with a hint of doubt in his tone, "Wu me, your brother really found the treasure of the Mima Dynasty?"


    Sikong Wuyi swallowed the wine in his cup in one gulp, "I don''t know what kind of luck that kid had, that he was able to travel through the Borealis Forest and really look for the treasure."


    Valle''s words had a meaning to them, "This time, Lord Duke and your mother must have valued your youngest brother even more."


    Sikong Wuyi let out a "humph", "What''s the use of just grandfather and mother favoring him, the Elder''s Court is very dissatisfied with him."


    "Oh really?" Valle had some interest.


    Sikong Wuyi hatefully said, "What the Elder Pavilion is most dissatisfied with is still that he keeps his cultivation method a secret, he thinks that he''s so smart that he''s able to hide it from all the people. He doesn''t think that the Southern Star and the four Beastmen who followed him have gotten such a rapid increase in strength after just how long, does he think that the people in the Elder Pavilion are all blind? I also don''t know what method he used, this is too unbelievable."


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    Raising his hand, he took another glass of wine into his stomach, "This time, it''s better, tossing a Xiao Yue level expert in the Elder''s Pavilion to death just to get back some magic cores, the Elder''s Pavilion is even more dissatisfied with him. The most detestable thing is that he refused to disclose his cultivation method, otherwise my ''Pride Fighting Spirit'' could possibly break through to the sixth layer."


    Lourdes, who was standing next to Valle, gave a smile, "Commander Without Me, you don''t have to be presumptuous. Your brother keeping his cultivation secret is a blessing rather than a curse for you."


    Sikong Wuyi looked up at this close confidant beside the Grand Prince, "Oh, what does Lord Earl say about that?"


    "Commander Wuyi, think about it, right now, the reason why Sikong Haoxuan is favored by Lord Duke and your mother is purely by virtue of emotions. And emotions are the most unreliable thing in this world, and the position of the Sikong family head is not something that can be ascended by virtue of emotions."


    With some interest, Sikong Wuwei said, "Continue."


    Lourdes smiled faintly and continued, "Let''s look at you again, at such a young age, you have cultivated the ''Ao Shi Dou Qi'' to the fifth layer, and you have been in the army for three years with outstanding achievements, and now you are the commander of the Imperial Palace Guards. These are all tangible feats that are incomparable to that half-grown boy of your brother''s. But if he hands over some special cultivation method that will benefit the entire family, then are your feats still comparable to his? That''s why it''s a blessing rather than a curse for you that he''s hidden."


    Sikong Wuyi''s eyes lit up as he got up and bowed to the two, "Thanks to Your Highness''s good wine and Lord Lourdes''s enlightenment, I am now much more comfortable in my heart. I still have some official business to attend to, so I will take my leave."


    Valle patted Sikong Wuyi''s shoulder, "Wuyi, in the future, if you have any more worries, just come to my place. This king has nothing else, but he definitely has enough wine."


    Looking at the back of Sikong Wuyou who walked out of the mansion, Valle said, "Lourdes, what do you think of Sikong Wuyou?"


    Lourdes revealed a disdainful look, "Too much jealousy, too obsessed with the position of family head. I fear that he will become a scourge to their family."


    Valeri laughed, "If his jealousy was not strong, how would I be able to secure such an important figure of the Sikong family."


    Lourdes nodded his head in agreement, "The Sikong family has never been an ironclad family, no one has ever been able to penetrate into their family''s inner circle, and although they are now supporting your highness, having such a person will be even more reassuring."


    Valerie looked away from the palace, "It seems like we need to give him a hand, it would be even more perfect if he could ascend to the head of the family soon."


    Lourdes pondered briefly, "Sikong Mochun has been his elder brother''s follower since he was a child, and his feelings are very good, although he is a genius, he is also a person who is swayed by his emotions. The one who is most imperceptible is Sikong Haoxuan, the Mima Treasure is actually just some extreme grade magic cores, this is simply impossible. Either the treasure is simply fake, and the magic cores are just the Sikong family giving themselves face, or this treasure is staggeringly huge."


    A glint of essence flashed in Valle''s eyes, "Then let''s remove this obstacle for Sikong Wuyi first, and see what treasures he has brought out from the Borealis Forest... Divine artifacts? Lord Lokdes, what good idea do you have?"


    Lourdes stroked and molded his three inch long beard, "Your Highness, think about it, Duke Buqun has a deep hatred for what ......"


    "Good way, just how to let Sikong Haoxuan into the set, he these years but rarely out of the door of the house, and his age can?"


    Lourdes smiled wryly, "How do you know if you don''t try? If there is anyone else around him that we can utilize right now, it is none other than Sikong Xiao Yue."


    Valerie was very satisfied with Lourdes'' analysis and smiled broadly, "Good, then let''s elaborate a little tiny show for Lord Bu Qun to see. Now let''s go meet the secret messenger of the Sark Empire who has been hanging out for a few days and see what good news he will bring us."

 Chapter 36 - The King of Looting

    Ever since Sikong Haoxuan returned to the mansion, the Sikong Mansion slowly calmed down, and the dreary aura of more than half a year dispersed with the wind. The people in the mansion were all relieved by Sikong Haoxuan''s safe return. Of course, there could be exceptions. The calm, peaceful Sikong Mansion was like a paradise in the imperial capital, quiet and deep.


    Early in the morning, Sikong Haoxuan woke up from his meditation, looked at Xue''er standing beside him and smiled, "Why did you get up so early?"


    Xue''er pouted her lightly colored lips, "Young Master, your departure this time has made everyone anxious. Looking at the way madam is sad, Xue''er is also very sad. Therefore, Xue''er will follow young master closely in the future."


    Sikong Haoxuan looked at Xue''er''s serious expression and pinched her delicate little nose, "What running away? It''s a treasure hunt! Alright, this young master will take in a little follower." With Xue''er, Sikong Haoxuan would feel a rare sense of relaxation and was even able to forget that he was living in another world.


    Under Xue''er''s wait, Sikong Haoxuan finished washing up, and after the maids carried out a set of washing tools, he pulled Xue''er to sit beside him and mysteriously said, "How about doing something for young master?"


    Xue''er, who was always a bit unaccustomed to being too close to Sikong Haoxuan, moved her body and said in a low voice, "Doing something for the young master is supposed to be the right thing to do, so please ask the young master to do so."


    Sikong Haoxuan took out a crystal clear white finger ring and placed it on Xue''er''s flawless little hand, ignoring Xue''er''s puzzled gaze, he said to himself, "This finger ring, is a gift from young master who came back to give you this time. I''ve put everything I have to clean up in the ring, your task is to help young master me count how much property I actually have."


    Xue''er cursorily swept down the items in the ring, covering her small mouth in surprise and shaking her small hands about, "So much?" After saying that, he removed the finger ring and stuffed it back to Sikong Haoxuan, "Young Master, here, everything in here is too valuable, put it in Xue''er''s, I''m afraid, I''m afraid of losing it."


    Sikong Haoxuan was very pleased in his heart that Xue''er had given him another opportunity, of course he would not let it go, he could not wait to pull up Xue''er''s small hand again and bring the finger ring back on, "Don''t worry, since I trust you, I am not afraid that you will lose it."


    A trace of gratitude flashed in Xue''er''s eyes, which seemed to be mixed with some pain as well, "Young Master ......"


    Before Xue''er finished saying what she wanted to say, a voice that made Sikong Haoxuan''s heart tremble came from downstairs, "This, this Blue Crystal Translucent Carving chair is too ugly, and this living room doesn''t match at all, this chair is only appropriate to be placed in a girl''s room, you, carry this chair to my other courtyard. What are you looking at, I told you to lift it, didn''t you hear me?"


    Hearing the voice Sikong Haoxuan was startled, patted Xue''er beside him, "Quick, you go down first to stop her, it''s coming to ransack again, any later and the living room will be emptied by her."


    Xue''er, who originally looked a bit strange, was amused by Sikong Haoxuan''s heartbroken expression, and secretly thought in her heart, "Young master has a staggering amount of wealth in this ring alone, and still cares about a chair! It''s really stingy."


    Looking at Xue''er''s beautiful figure that has slowly revealed itself over the years from behind, Sikong Haoxuan sighed in his heart, "Innocence shouldn''t be tainted by the dust of the world, Xue''er, there are some things that you should perhaps choose for yourself, and the nature of the heart should never be altered for the sake of others."


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    Inside the living room, that blue crystal translucent carving chair that Sikong Haoxuan loved the most finally disappeared.


    Si Kong Haoxuan looked at the empty space that shouldn''t have appeared, endured the throbbing pain in his heart, and drooped his head hopelessly, "Sister, why did you come over to ransack again. Say it, what''s the matter? First things first, your brother I don''t have much money to lend out right now."


    Sikong Xiao Yue did not care about the expression on Sikong Hao Xuan''s face and the twitching in his heart, she went up to him and grabbed his ears, "You little villain, you''re still looting. You didn''t say you''d go see your sister and send some magic cores or something when you came back rich? It''s hard for me to love you so much. If you can''t satisfy your sister today, I''ll let you see what a real looting is."


    Sikong Haoxuan dodged Sikong Xiaoyue''s clutches while rolling his eyes and cursing the old man for not keeping his mouth shut, it''s only been a few days and he hates for the whole house to know that he brought back a large amount of magic cores, and coped with it under his breath, "Sister, don''t you think that I haven''t been back for a few days? Haven''t bothered to visit you yet."


    Sikong Xiao Yue''s eyes lit up, not bothering in going to grab Sikong Hao Xuan''s ears, "Is that so? What good things have you prepared for your sister?"


    Looking at the little stars in Sikong Xiaoyue''s eyes, Sikong Haoxuan sighed in his heart, "The old man''s exploitation doesn''t count, and then another one, it''s easy for me to get a little bit of family money."


    Handing a small box to Sikong Xiao Yue, "This is a very high grade magic core, don''t take it to exchange for any jewelry, I see that the owner of the jewelry store in the east city is almost treating you as his ancestor. "


    Sikong Xiao Yue couldn''t wait to open the small box and looked at it obsessively for a while, somewhat puzzled, "So little?"


    Sikong Haoxuan held his forehead with one hand and paralyzed in his chair, "This is still less? Elder sister, this is an extremely high grade magic core, one can buy three East City which trash jewelry store."


    Sikong Xiao Yue heard Sikong Hao Xuan say this, before she smiled, "Alright, counting on sister not hurting you for nothing. Today to find you is to let you help sister a favor."


    When Sikong Haoxuan heard "help", he cautiously asked in a low voice, "Is it difficult? If it''s too difficult, your brother won''t be able to do it."


    Originally, Sikong Haoxuan was thinking that Sikong Xiao Yue was looking for him to borrow money again, but he didn''t expect Sikong Xiao Yue to actually nod her head with a difficult look on her face, "It''s a bit difficult."


    Now, Sikong Haoxuan had some interest, he did not know what could make the third young miss of the Sikong family so difficult, "Tell me, let''s see if I can help."


    Sikong Xiao Yue''s big eyes turned around with difficulty, Sikong Hao Xuan very cooperatively said to the surrounding maids, "You guys go down first."


    After seeing the maids of honor all go down, Sikong Littlemoon stuck to Sikong Haoxuan''s ear, "Little brother, I made a bet with a bunch of nobles who don''t know the heights of heaven at school that I would be able to get Sleeping Moon Pavilion Leah''s handkerchief tonight. But ...... little brother, this time you have to help your sister, you can''t lose face in front of those shameless nobles."


    Sikong Haoxuan was a little confused, "Sleeping Moon Pavilion? Leah? Handkerchief? Older sister can you make it clearer."


    Sikong Xiao Yue, who had already made a start, was not as embarrassed as she was at the beginning, and as quickly as possible, she recounted the whole story to Sikong Hao Xuan.


    After listening to Sikong Xiao Yue''s narration, Sikong Hao Xuan opened his mouth wide, "A brothel? Prostitutes? And to bring back a handkerchief?"


    Si Kong Xiao Yue hurriedly gagged Si Kong Hao Xuan''s mouth, "Damn it, lower your voice, do you want the whole house to hear?"


    Si Kong Hao Xuan hurriedly lowered his voice, "Old sister, if this were to be known to the old man, he would skin me, don''t you know that there is a clan rule in the family that forbids going to places like that?"


    Sikong Xiaoyue grimaced bitterly, "What then? It seems like we''ll just have to let those damn nobles laugh at it."


    Sikong Haoxuan was still greatly interested in this world''s brothels at the bottom of his heart, and the interest in his heart flowed out from his mouth, "You girl can''t bet on anything but this. Alright, this time I will help you, you can help hide it from the old man."


    Sikong Xiao Yue once heard that Sikong Hao Xuan was willing to help, kissed him fiercely on his face, "Tonight grandpa and mom are going to go to the Ilu family for a banquet, you wait for them to leave, go and return quickly, surely no one will find out ......"

 chapter 37 - the triumphant north shore

    As night fell, the people walking in the mansion went back to their own separate courtyards to do the best thing in life-sleep! The nighttime defense net unfolded silently in the darkness, placing the entire Sikong Mansion under its protective wings.


    The Triumph Canal was one of the five wonders of the continent, taking nearly three hundred years to build, connecting the Golden Empire''s southern and northern water systems, and forming a rapid transportation line through the entire imperial territory with the Water Gate and the Czernofil River.


    This canal dug for the war on the golden empire of the north and south of the economy, cultural exchanges, maintenance of national unity and centralization, have played a significant role in promoting.


    The two sides of the Triumph Canal across the empire is the most prosperous part of the empire, all day long is crowded, selling endlessly. The north bank of the Kaixuan Canal is the Imperial Capital''s famous Smoky Willow Alley, which concentrates all kinds of pavilions, and the scent wafts unceasingly throughout the day.


    Sikong Haoxuan brought Nan Xing under the color of night and appeared in this place where he shouldn''t have appeared. On the north bank, an exquisite small building, in the midst of the many pavilions appeared to be somewhat chic.


    This Sleeping Moon Pavilion in front of him caused Sikong Haoxuan to secretly nod his head in his heart, "Such a small building can only show its flavor when matched with this surroundings, even though it really isn''t very good."


    "This young master, this is your first time visiting our Sleeping Moon Pavilion. On this street of Triumph North Bank, only Sleeping Moon Pavilion''s elegance suits you." An unusually witty and sophisticated sounding voice came out from the pavilion, and along with the voice a fifteen, six year old teenager quickly stepped out to welcome him.


    The teenager respectfully bowed before Sikong Haoxuan, "Young master, this way please, let me introduce you to this Sleeping Moon Pavilion."


    Si Kong Hao Xuan seemed to be more interested in the teenager in front of him than in the Sleeping Moon Pavilion, and a delusion that had been dusted off for a long, long time suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart.


    The young man who bowed to lead the way, walked sideways to explain for Sikong Haoxuan, "Young master, our Sleeping Moon Pavilion has so many halls, of which the unique ones on the north coast are the South Hall and the North Hall. ......"


    Sikong Haoxuan obviously didn''t follow the teenager''s words, and asked without thinking, "What do you think of these buildings on the North Coast?"


    Although he felt that today''s guest was a bit strange, the teenager had gotten used to answering over the years, "These buildings on the North Bank? It''s been the same for many years, what can one think?" The teenager disdainfully skimmed his mouth.


    Sikong Haoxuan smiled and said, "Does your Sleeping Moon Pavilion have guest rooms?"


    After hearing that Sikong Haoxuan wanted a guest room, the teenager who was somewhat unable to keep up with his thoughts froze, and then despised him in his heart, "Looks like he still has a bit of taste, how can he ask for a guest room and be so anxious? But at his age, can he do it?" In a brothel, the purpose of asking for a guest room was self-evident, no wonder the teenager despised it. He had always thought that Sikong Haoxuan was just a noble son who came here to drink and have fun, that thought that this son seemed to have some intention to play the real game.


    The thought in his mind was just a split second, the teenager responded, "This way please, I will take you to the guest room."


    How to look at the lavishly furnished guest room exudes a kind of vulgarity, causing Sikong Haoxuan to frown greatly, "Go and call Leah to come, En, you will then follow over."


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    After the teenager responded, he muttered in his heart, "That old woman, there are also people who order, today is really hicky."


    Leah quickly appeared in front of Sikong Haoxuan, it seems that she really did not mix well, but to her disappointment, Sikong Haoxuan just asked for her handkerchief and coaxed her out, although her heart was doubtful, she did not have the guts to go against the words of a nobleman yet.


    After Leah went out, Sikong Haoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and cursed in his heart, "A bunch of unscrupulous nobles, to bet on such an old whore, it''s still true for them."


    The teenager who had been standing in front of Sikong Haoxuan felt a little uncomfortable at this moment, wondering in his heart if the noble son in front of him, who was even younger than himself, had any special hobbies. His gaze, it seemed like something was not quite right.


    "Is there any interest in opening a brothel." The teenager was really unable to follow Sikong Haoxuan''s train of thought, and he felt a bit of dizziness in his head, but he still nodded instinctively. Growing up mixing in the North Shore, opening a building was undoubtedly his dream.


    Sikong Haoxuan tossed the teenager an amethyst card, "Use the money in it to directly acquire the land, redecorate it, and subsequently open it."


    The teenager who was startled by the numbers in the amethyst card realized that the child in front of him did not look like he was teasing him. So this pie in the sky thing caused his words to be filled with incomparable excitement, "Young Master, this, this, opening a building in this North Bank is not something that can be done with money alone ......"


    Si Kong Haoxuan waved his hand to interrupt his words, "Don''t worry about other things, you just manage the business, I''ll find someone to help you, if you have things that you can''t solve, hand them over to him."


    Regardless of the somewhat dazed teenager, Sikong Haoxuan began to summon Bammer in his soul. Between a great sorcerer and a sorcerer''s servant in the underworld, there was a mysterious connection, and as long as the soul did not perish, this connection would not be broken.


    After issuing the command in his soul, Sikong Haoxuan turned to the teenager, "Since you know that the buildings on the streets of this North Bank are all the same, what do you have in mind?"


    The teenager blushed a little for a moment and muttered, "I just think that these individual buildings don''t have any specialties, I grew up on the streets of this North Bank, even though these buildings are very famous in the Imperial Capital. But after seeing more of them, the idea of them being featureless also came to me."


    Sikong Haoxuan nodded, "Very well, just featureless. I want you to recruit stunning women, they should know zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, be proficient in music and rhythm, and dance with long sleeves. The attic''s decoration should be chic and elegant, from the exterior, the interior should be like a bookstore, an elegant pavilion rather than a brothel, do you understand?"


    The teenager was dumbfounded by what he heard, a great color? A master of music? Mastery of music? And a good dancer? Is this still a prostitute? "Young master, I''m afraid that''s unlikely. Where can we find the woman you mentioned? Are there any in this world? Even if there are, if they know so much, they would have already married into a noble family." The teenager had some doubts in his heart as to whether or not Sikong Haoxuan was somewhat abnormal, and spoke much more casually.


    Sikong Haoxuan smiled, "If you don''t have one, cultivate it yourself, don''t be in a hurry. Take your time, this is not something that can be made in one, two days."


    The teenager just wanted to say something, from the guest room of the four crevices fly out of several densely packed, fine black fog, so that his scalp numb is, black fog slowly composed of a humanoid, he in fixed eyes, this that is what black fog, is countless dark and ugly bugs climbing on each other, entangled together.


    Looking at the countless bugs in front of him more and more like a person, the teenager''s face turned white, he wanted to shout, but it seems that there is something stuck in his throat, a trace of sound can not be issued.


    When Barmer fully regained his human form, the blushing teenager looked like he was about to suffocate and die. "Alright, South Star, let go of him, I think he''ll be able to adapt."


    The desperately gasping for air, the teenager''s eyes didn''t dare to look at Ba Mo, shivering as he looked at Sikong Haoxuan, his body shivering slightly. Like a death row inmate, he was waiting for his sentence.


    Sikong Haoxuan smiled at him and pointed at Ba Mo, ''''In the future, you will work with him, and I will ask him to inform you of anything. These days, you have to finalize the lot, buy the house, and let him take care of the things that are difficult to handle."


    After saying that, Sikong Haoxuan left the poor teenager in the house and headed out, when he reached the door Sikong Haoxuan seemed to remember something and said to the teenager, "What is your name?"


    "Tal."


    Nodding his head, Sikong Haoxuan lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Know my delusion from a long, long time ago? It was to build a ninety-nine story green building! That''s right, our building, is called the Green Building!"


    "In this world, is it still a delusion?" Sikong Haoxuan''s thin, inaudible voice echoed in the night sky.

 Chapter 38 - Imperial Capital Insect Explosion

    Although the Yilu Mansion did not cover as much ground as the Sikong Mansion, its splendor was on par with that of the Sikong Mansion. The nobles of the imperial capital had the habit of holding regular banquets and balls, mainly for the purpose of exchanging information and bonding.


    Sikong Buqun and Duke Wanjia were chatting in low tones about the complexity of the current situation in the imperial capital, accompanied by Sikong Wuyi, who was absentmindedly listening to the two old men''s boring conversation, and his eyes were scanning the hall very subtly, and when he saw his own guards coming this way, a hint of joy flashed from his eyes.


    The guard said something in Sikong Wuwei''s ear, and when the guard left, he faced Sikong Buqun with an expression of wanting to speak, with a rather constipated look on his face.


    A moment later, Sikong Buqun looked back, "Wu me, just say what you want to say, why such an expression."


    A hint of smugness flashed in the depths of Sikong Wu me''s eyes, and he swallowed and whispered, "My subordinate, saw the fourth brother enter, enter the Sleeping Moon Pavilion."


    Sikong Buqun obviously had no understanding of the imperial capital''s wind and moon, "Sleeping Moon Pavilion?"


    "The brothel on the north coast." Sikong Wuwei added his voice, getting lower and lower.


    "Snap," the cup in Sikong Buqun''s hand slammed down hard on the ground, his fierce action startled Duke Wanjia, before he could ask any questions, Sikong Buqun had already left with a face full of anger.


    Walking out of the Sleeping Moon Pavilion, Sikong Haoxuan was still wandering around the north shore of Kaixuan, casually scanning the roadside various pavilions, his eyes were actually some flowers and willows, smelling the rouge scent in the air, he suddenly realized that the environment here is so out of place with his own greenhouse that he would like to open, and immediately communicated this idea through the soul to the Bammer, to choose to find the place of quietness and elegance.


    In the middle of walking, Sikong Haoxuan suddenly stops his steps, a familiar fluctuation appears in his soul, Burei won''t come here for no reason, it seems that something has happened, a trace of worry inexplicably appears in his heart.


    The end of the sky was already somewhat faintly white. The dull and serious aura in the Sikong family head''s study bound Sikong Haoxuan, who had just stepped into it, in a somewhat uncomfortable manner.


    Sikong Buqun was seated on the family head''s seat, his eyes staring at Sikong Haoxuan, in which there was no anger, no joy, calm and frightening, Sikong Haoxuan''s heart knew clearly, this was afraid that this was the manifestation of anger to the extreme. Standing beside Sikong Buqun, Song Ziyan looked at her son, several times wanting to speak, her eyes full of disappointment.


    "Say, where did it go!" Sikong Buqun''s calm voice caused a tremor in Sikong Haoxuan''s heart, as if he felt that a rift had appeared between him and his grandfather.


    Regarding Sikong Buqun''s attitude at this time, Sikong Haoxuan more or less felt some outside, but the words still had to be returned, "Sleeping Moon Pavilion."


    "What is the Sleeping Moon Pavilion." Sikong Buqun''s increasingly calm words caused the air in the calligraphy to condense a few more points.


    Sikong Haoxuan was secretly alert in his heart, and along with the alertness came a hint of sadness as a murderous aura was clearly mapped within his soul. "Brothel."


    These two simple words exploded the air in the study, which seemed to have been compressed to its limit, violently. Silver-white fighting aura suddenly rose from Sikong Buqun''s body, the aura that was close to that of a Grandmaster caused Sikong Haoxuan, who bore the brunt of the attack, to almost spit out blood, this kind of oppression had already gone beyond the realm of spiritual oppression.


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    "Brothel!" Extruding two words from his mouth, Sikong Buqun violently slapped on the mahogany table in front of him, and his late stage Condensing Star Dou Qi cultivation turned the mahogany table into fine dust.


    The first time he saw Sikong Buqun so furious, Sikong Haoxuan realized in his heart that "forbidding to set foot in brothels" was not just a simple rule of the clan.


    The Dou Qi on Sikong Bu Qun''s body became more and more intense, as his emotions swayed he took a violent step forward, Song Zi Yan who was standing next to him was startled and was busy protecting Sikong Hao Xuan with a boundary, "Father!"


    Song Zi Yan''s voice caused Sikong Bu Qun''s emotions to be slightly restrained, causing his emotionally clouded consciousness to wake up, his footsteps stopping in front of him in the middle of the wood powder, "Burei!"


    "House Master." Burei opened the door to the study and walked into the room.


    "Sikong Haoxuan, violating the clan rules, fifty strokes of the cane, no stepping out of the house in the future without my order." The light of Sikong Buqun''s exposed Dou Qi slowly converged inward.


    Looking at Sikong Haoxuan who was brought out by Bree, a trace of heartache flashed through Song Ziyan''s eyes. In the courtyard outside the study, by the head of the family four guards to implement on Sikong Haoxuan''s cane strike, cane strike for have reincarnation true qi protection body of Sikong Haoxuan can''t produce too heavy damage, the execution of countless cane strike of the torture of the four guards, although feel under the staff has a different, but still one by one to report the number of, and above the wooden staff, did not have to attach a trace of fighting qi.


    The dull sound of the cane strikes entered the study, Song Ziyan murmured, "Why isn''t he screaming? Is he complaining?"


    Listening to Song Zi Yan''s murmuring voice, Sikong Buqun sighed deeply and sat paralyzed in his chair, "Zi Yan, don''t blame me, you know why I made this clan rule, I don''t want anyone to repeat Hao Er''s mistake. Xuan''er, I really hate that he doesn''t fight, are we spoiling him too much?"


    Song Ziyan lightly held Sikong Buqun''s somewhat trembling arm, and there was a hint of deep pain in her words, "Father, you were right to discipline Xuan''er. When you gave him the name Hao Xuan, I knew how much affection you placed in Xuan''er, he is indeed too disappointing this time, I never thought he would go to a place like that."


    Mr. Xi entered through the side door of the study, seeing the table that was turned into dust, his feet slightly lurched as he came to Sikong Buqun''s side, "Family master, what are your orders for sending someone to find me."


    Sikong Buqun closed his eyes and said somewhat tiredly, "Mr. XI, you know about Xuan Er''s matter, right, tell me what you think, I am worried ......"


    Mr. Xi smiled bitterly, "Family master, I''m afraid your worries have come true. From my usual observation of the fourth young master, he is simply too lazy to step out of the mansion on weekdays, let alone go to any brothels, there must be a reason for this."


    Song Ziyan was listening to the two men playing dumb riddles from the side and was a bit anxious, "Mr. Xi, what are you trying to say? What is father worried about?"


    Without waiting for Mr. Xi to speak, Sikong Buqun waved his hand, "You go back first, this year''s matter will end here, not to pursue it."


    Mr. Xi saluted Song Zi Yan before exiting the study. Song Zi Yan stared at Sikong Buqun with a doubtful heart, hoping to hear some explanation, but Sikong Buqun closed his eyes, seemingly unwilling to say anything more.


    And let''s say that after Sikong Haoxuan received the fifty cane strikes, the more he thought about it, the more wrong it was, "The taboo in grandpa''s heart, the unscrupulous nobleman''s bet, and being inexplicably discovered, there seems to be some connection between them."


    After returning to the separate courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan''s face was very ugly, it seemed that he had thought of something. The medium of everyone in the separate courtyard had long been grasped by Sikong Haoxuan, the moment he stepped into the separate courtyard, the entire people in the separate courtyard, except for the four beastmen and Nan Xing, were all in an unconscious state.


    Sikong Haoxuan who didn''t even enter the house, stood in the courtyard of the courtyard and sent out a summons to Bamer in his soul, Bamer who was in the imperial capital, such a short distance could almost ignore the constraints of time for him, as soon as the summons was sent out, a black line appeared in the sky.


    The black-faced Sikong Haoxuan said to Ba Mo: ''''Go, check for me. What are the origins of the group of nobles who contacted Third Miss, and what connections do they have with each other." The cold aura in his eyes flashed continuously as he laughed coldly in his heart, "Not a small amount of guts, even counting on me, am I really kind?"


    "Old servant obeys!" The Ba Mo who was the Great Witch''s Witch Servant was completely born for the Great Witch, with the Great Witch''s anger as his fury, a ball of black shadows in Sikong Haoxuan''s special courtyard shot straight up into the sky, bursting out into a myriad of tiny black dots, dispersing out towards the entire Imperial Capital as the worm exploded!

 Chapter 39: The Strange Barmer

    Barmer, a powerful soul, a body molded by a great sorcerer, an alchemy master located at the pinnacle of humanity a thousand years ago, was now definitely one of the most terrifying existences in the Yag Continent.


    The combination of countless terrifying unknown worms and a powerful soul produced an effect that made Bammer almost reach the realm of indestructibility. His powerful soul could be parasitized in any tiny bug or dispersed in countless bugs, and as long as one bug survived, he would always exist. The huge swarm of bugs guarding the tomb of the Mima Dynasty in the Borealis Forest became his most solid backup force.


    The countless bugs scattered throughout the imperial capital were equivalent to the countless Barmers scattered throughout the imperial capital. Being an Alchemy Patriarch who also had a bit of necromancy, he had ways to dig out what he needed to know from people''s memories.


    Sikong Haoxuan''s anger directly affected the means of the Barmer, a dozen or so nobles who were still of school age, when they were about to welcome a new morning, a pitch-black bug noiselessly parasitized their brains, their consciousness and souls were completely affected by the special mucus secreted by the bug.


    The sky had already brightened, and standing in the courtyard, Sikong Haoxuan was motionless in a fixed position, although such a posture would greatly reduce his cultivation.


    In the courtyard, Nan Xing had no sense of the outside world under the erosion of the "years", and the most pitiful of all were the four beastmen, standing in their own rooms, not daring to move a muscle. From the soul of the oppression, make them feel deep fear. In the ancient tribal period, the witch slaves were the lowest great witch subordinates, and their relatively free souls became their greatest sorrow, because they could feel the entanglement of their destiny and the pain of not being able to break free, and the branding would follow them for the rest of their lives.


    Witch servant, worthy of being the most loyal servant of a great wizard, Bammer quickly returned to Sikong Haoxuan''s side, and spoke to Sikong Haoxuan, who was standing with his eyes closed, about the cause and effect of the incident.


    With Ba Mo''s narration, the pressure from the soul in the courtyard slowly disappeared, "Alright, Ba Mo, you go first, keep an eye on that boy Tal, and in a few days, when things have faded down, bring him to the mansion to see me." Sikong Haoxuan somewhat feebly instructed Ba Mo.


    After Ba Mo left, the people in Sikong Haoxuan''s special courtyard were like waking up from a dream, they did not have the slightest idea that they had lost consciousness for some time.


    "Big brother, for the family head?" Sikong Haoxuan sighed in his heart, glanced deeply towards his mother''s special courtyard, and walked into his room.


    In the following days, Sikong Haoxuan did not step out of the separate courtyard. Although the people in the mansion were not sure what had happened, they knew from the expressions of several important figures that what had happened must not be trivial. One by one, they maintained their silence, and the silence of the crowd caused the atmosphere over the Sikong Mansion to seemingly return to the dreary state it was in not too long ago.


    "Mom, why are you here." Looking at Song Zi Yan standing in front of the room''s door, Sikong Haoxuan hurriedly got up to offer her a seat.


    Song Zi Yan gently caressed Sikong Hao Xuan''s dark hair, her words were a little choked, "Xuan''er, mom knows the whole story, your third sister cried to me yesterday, mom was wrong about you, do you blame mom?"


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    Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes seemed to hold up a trace of crystal brightness, and under his utmost control, it seeped into the corners of his eyes, "Mom, how could I blame you, you are also worried for your son." A smile floated on Sikong Haoxuan''s face as he comforted Song Zi Yan, he was truly happy.


    Looking at his mother''s expression that still couldn''t let go, Sikong Haoxuan came close to Song Zi Yan''s ear, "Mom, I''ll tell you a secret, don''t tell anyone else ah, that fifty cane strikes, it was like scratching an itch for me. Grandpa is really stingy, he must have usually deducted the rations of the guards, the strength is really small."


    Seeing her son''s serious speculation, Song Zi Yan "Puffed" and was amused by Sikong Hao Xuan, "Alright, don''t tease mom. Today, mom apologizes to you. It''s just that I''m afraid that your grandfather can''t think straight for a while, so don''t blame him."


    Following his mother''s words, Sikong Haoxuan asked his own question, "Mom, why did grandpa get so angry, it was just the brothel."


    He glared fiercely at Sikong Haoxuan, "What brothel, humph, it seems that the fifty strokes of the cane didn''t make you reflect, even though you were wrongly accused."


    Song Zi Yan then sighed slightly, "Xuan''er, do you know? You originally had an uncle, your father''s own brother. He had an enviable talent, both in terms of martial arts and intelligence were admirable, and everyone thought that he would have high achievements in the future. Your grandfather expended countless efforts on him, and even more so, he pinned endless hopes on him, and he didn''t disappoint your grandfather, making a name for himself in the sands at a young age."


    "When your uncle was twenty years old, he was assassinated in a flower house in Yongcheng, your grandfather adjusted for this for ten years before he managed to bury this heartbreaking past in his heart, and set the clan rule of ''Sikong family descendants, forbidden to set foot in brothels''."


    Sikong Haoxuan finally realized why his grandfather was so angry, it turned out that brothels were a taboo in his heart, a sadness and pain that he had buried in his heart for more than twenty years.


    "Xuan''er, now you know why your grandfather hates brothels so much, if your uncle didn''t go there back then, amongst the many guards, bright or dark, the assassins would have easily gotten their hands on him. Your uncle''s name is Sikong Hao, and your name Haoxuan is also derived from it, your grandfather has placed a lot on you. So don''t blame your grandfather."


    Sikong Haoxuan wiped away the teardrops at the corner of his mother''s eyes, "Mom, I''ve never blamed grandpa, grandpa hitting his grandchildren is supposed to be a natural thing to do."


    Song Zi Yan cradled Sikong Hao Xuan in her arms, her heart filled with relief, her son''s understanding had alleviated a lot of the guilt that had been surrounding her heart.


    Sikong Haoxuan had just sent his mother away with his front foot, Bamer with Tal also appeared out of nowhere, Tal''s face turned green as he struggled to keep his distance from Bamer.


    "Master, Old Servant and Tal have purchased a plot of land, located along the main street directly north of the Imperial Capital." Barmer bowed and reported to Sikong Haoxuan.


    Hearing the words of Barmer, Sikong Haoxuan''s eyes lit up, the main street in the north, where can be too suitable for the opening of a green house, all the aristocrats and high-ranking officials coming and going, not allowed to gallop, it is simply a replica of the pedestrian street, "Tal, you''re doing a good job in this beginning, keep up the good work, I won''t treat you poorly."


    Tal shook his hands chaotically, "Young master, this, this is not what I did, it''s all Master Barmer''s credit."


    Seeing Sikong Haoxuan''s gaze towards himself, Barmer bowed and said, "Master, among the several nobles from last time, one of them had just such a property in his name, my child controlled his shell and sold that land to me."


    As a great sorcerer, Sikong Haoxuan could not help but get goosebumps when he heard the word "child". Sikong Haoxuan said to Tal, "Tear down the original building and rebuild the pavilion we need, got it?"


    Tal shivered a little in his words, "Young, young master, this ninety-nine story building, can, can how can we build it?"


    Looking at the somewhat dazed Tal, Sikong Haoxuan exasperatedly smashed his head, "When I first met you, I thought you were quite resourceful, why are you such an idiot? Ninety-nine floors is my delusion, delusion you know? How about ideal? Do you understand? Now you can build as many floors as you can for me."


    Sikong Haoxuan''s voice in his ears grew louder and louder, Tal nodded his head in resignation ......