303: My home is gone.

The Demon Lord of Suffering's discontented words fell into Zhou Xiangyu's ears.

Zhou Xiangyu quickly straightened up and knelt down in worship.

“Dong ~ Dong ~ Dong ~”

He heavily kowtowed three times.

“Zhou Xiangyu, a disciple of the Zhou Family from Qingyang Prefecture, respectfully greets my two Masters.”

Zhou Xiangyu spoke respectfully.

The Zhou Family of Qingyang Prefecture… never heard of them… must just be a small Family.

A thought flashed through the Demon Lord of Suffering's mind.

He was not from the Sword Domain to begin with.

Instead, he originated from the Moro Domain.

Even if he was in the Sword Domain, as a Nascent Soul True Lord, he wouldn't pay attention to the Zhou Family, which ostensibly only had one Golden Core True Person in charge.

“Hahaha ~”

“Disciple, quickly rise.”

The Demon Lord of Suffering's expression changed faster than the weather in June.

“Amitabha ~”

Zen Master Kuxin recited a Buddhist chant, tacitly agreeing.

“This Lord has long been displeased with these major powers that control the vast majority of the world's resources.”

“While alive, I naturally dared not provoke them, but now that I'm about to die, it's just the right time to cause a ruckus!”

The Demon Lord of Suffering's tone was heavy and wild.

He sneered endlessly.

Zhou Xiangyu felt a bit moved.

Although the Demon Lord of Suffering bore the title of Demonic Lord.

He seemed different from the Evil Path fiends he had previously imagined and encountered.

“Two Masters, I wish to return to the Clan first, complete my mission, exchange for some resources, and then enter seclusion for cultivation.”

Zhou Xiangyu spoke.

This was his original intention.

Now that he had acknowledged them as Masters, he needed to ask for their opinions.

“It should be so.”

The Demon Lord of Suffering and Zen Master Kuxin simultaneously nodded their two faces.

This almost ripped their illusory Nascent Soul remnant souls in half.

Having received affirmation from his two Masters.

Zhou Xiangyu circulated his magical power, accelerating his journey.

“Old Bald Donkey, from now on, this Lord is the Great Master, and you are the Second Master…”

…Sword Domain, Barren Continent.

Wuqi River basin.

The core of the Xuan She Tribe.

A rather young, unrestrained, and dashing figure brazenly flew into the Xuan She Tribe.

Inside the Xuan She Tribe.

Zhou Liyue and Zhou Xiutong, who were cultivating in seclusion, sensed the arrival of the person.

They flew out from their seclusion together and arrived above the Xuan She Tribe.

The young figure stopped.

Revealing the smiling face of Zhou Leren.

“Third Aunt.”

Zhou Leren bowed to Zhou Liyue.

“Xiao Tong.”

Then he waved to Zhou Xiutong, who had a high ponytail and a surprised expression.

Zhou Xiutong's ponytail swung high.

In an instant, she arrived beside Zhou Leren and linked her arm through his.

“Father, why have you come?”

Zhou Xiutong asked excitedly.

“Le Ren, has something happened?”

Zhou Liyue nodded, looking towards Zhou Leren.

“I'm here to find the Old Ancestor.”

Zhou Leren patted Zhou Xiutong's head.

Then he smiled and replied to Zhou Liyue.

“Let's go.”

Hearing Zhou Leren's purpose.

Zhou Liyue and the other did not ask further, but instead flew together towards the center of the Wuqi River.

“This is…”

The three figures suddenly paused.

Zhou Leren's expression was somewhat solemn as he looked ahead.

Above the Wuqi River.

Subtle spatial tremors seemed to be continuously emanating.

Under the light.

It revealed a colorful and beautiful scene, truly lovely.

“It's been like this for a while now.”

“I asked Uncle Xuan, and Uncle Xuan said not to worry about it.”

Zhou Liyue's face showed no surprise.

Zhou Xiutong also nodded in agreement.

Some time ago, after she and Elder Heavenly Scorpion went out and dealt with a mysterious Golden Core True Person.

When they returned to the Clan after some sightseeing, this place was already like this.

“Hehe ~ It's just a pity that Uncle Scorpion has no place to live again, and now he doesn't even know where he's gone.”

Zhou Xiutong covered her mouth and chuckled.

Zhou Leren listened to their words.

He relaxed.

Then he cautiously arrived above the center of the Wuqi River.

“Old Ancestor.”

Zhou Leren spoke respectfully.

“Buzz ~”

Ripples suddenly appeared on the calm Wuqi River.

An azure blue pearl leaped out from the Wuqi River.

The precious bead spun around.

A black snake shadow slowly opened its eyes.

“What is it?”

A deep voice resonated in the hearts of the three.

“Uncle Xuan.”

“Old Ancestor.”

Seeing the precious bead.

Zhou Liyue and Zhou Xiutong bowed in salute.

The snake shadow emerged through the precious bead.

It nodded at the three.

“Old Ancestor.”

“Some time ago, the Jiang Family announced to the entire domain that they would hold the Sword Wielder Grand Ceremony three years later, inviting various major powers within the domain to attend as guests.”

“At that time, the new Sword Wielder will appear.”

“Our Zhou Family also received an invitation.”

Zhou Leren recounted the recent events, then took out an invitation card from his waist that seemed to be condensed from ice and snow.

“Oh?”

Mo Xuan pondered inwardly.

With a thought.

His Divine Sense swept over.

He took in all the content on the ice and snow invitation card.

“The Jiang Family is currently not a threat to us; we should accept the invitation and go.”

Mo Xuan nodded and said.

“Yes, Old Ancestor.”

Zhou Leren's heart settled.

It involved a power like the Jiang Family.

He couldn't make a decision on his own.

That's why he personally came here.

Now that he had Mo Xuan's reply, his heart felt much more at ease.

“Old Ancestor, we shall take our leave.”

Zhou Leren put away the invitation card and bid farewell to Mo Xuan.

The three left together.

However, Zhou Leren did not return directly to Qingyang Prefecture.

Instead, he took this opportunity to discuss thoroughly with Zhou Liyue.

He also spent some time accompanying Zhou Xiutong, guiding her cultivation.

Now that Zhou Leren's cultivation had improved and he managed all matters of Qingyang Prefecture, his actions had become more steady.

No longer as reckless as before.

Mo Xuan sighed inwardly.

Immediately, the black snake shadow looked down at the Wuqi River, which was now calm and waveless.

At the bottom of the Wuqi River.

An enormous Giant Black Beast, covered in complex and profound patterns, was sleeping.

With each breath, the black scales connected by profound patterns rose and fell.

Around it.

Tiny spatial fissures opened and closed with the beast's breathing.

Repeatedly.

“Three years…”

“I wonder…”

Thoughts flashed through Mo Xuan's mind.

The snake-shaped phantom merged into the azure blue pearl.

The precious bead fell back into the Wuqi River.

The winds and waves on the Wuqi River suddenly calmed.

Thousands of miles away, in the downstream of the Wuqi River.

A Five-Colored Heavenly Scorpion, several hundred feet in size, was grumbling in the Wuqi River.

“Finally, this place doesn't have that terrifying feeling that makes this scorpion's heart tremble…”

Heavenly Scorpion looked mournful.

He had merely taken Zhou Xiutong out for a stroll.

When he came back.

His home was gone!

Cough cough ~

Can't say it like that either.

It's just that the closer he got to the center of the Wuqi River, the stronger the heart-palpitating sensation became.

After asking Mo Xuan for instructions.

Heavenly Scorpion fled.

He came to this downstream area, chased away a huge black carp in the Late Foundation Establishment Stage, and occupied this place.

“What class, to even be the same color as the boss.”

Heavenly Scorpion secretly disdained.

The black carp demon dared not be angry.

He was the one whose home was truly gone.

Heavenly Scorpion adapted to this place for a period of time.

Only then did he completely relax.

“This Heavenly Scorpion is too difficult!”

…Half a month later.

Below Qingyang Peak.

Zhou Xiangyu's figure appeared.

In the bracelet on his right hand.

An illusory Nascent Soul remnant soul peered at Qingyang Peak through the beast taming bracelet.

“It does have some presence…”

The Demon Lord of Suffering clicked his tongue.

Below.

A ten-foot-long Green-Eyed Azure-Striped Snake looked innocently at the Nascent Soul phantom that occupied most of its home's space.

“What are you looking at? Even your big brother has to call this Lord Master…”

The Demon Lord of Suffering glanced at it.

This stupid snake, always staring at him like this, made him feel uncomfortable all over.