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East Saint Station.

Outside the rebuilt Qiandong Palace.

Lu Yuansheng, whose complexion was still somewhat pale, was sitting on a stone bench in front of the palace, holding a Yúnzǐ, looking at the chessboard below, his eyebrows slightly frowned.

The young Daoist opposite him laughed heartily and said:

“Junior Brother, you always like to compliment people. Everyone knows that you inherited the Sect Hierarch’s personal teachings and have unparalleled intelligence.”

“Are you saying that I’m crafty and annoying, Senior Brother?”

Lu Yuansheng shook his head and laughed.

“I definitely didn’t say that.”

The young Daoist laughed.

Lu Yuansheng didn’t take it to heart. As he looked at the chessboard, which had reached a deadlock, his eyes suddenly brightened.

“I’ve got it!”

Having said that, he raised his hand to make a move. The young Daoist didn’t think much of it at first, but then he froze slightly.

Lu Yuansheng had completely overturned what was once a losing game.

The young Daoist couldn’t help but applaud and exclaim:

“Junior Brother, your move has made the game come alive from a lost cause. It’s refreshing and a unique approach!”

Lu Yuansheng waved his hand and said, “The art of playing chess is just a minor skill.”

“Not at all! Life is like a game of chess, and chess is like life. If Junior Brother can play this game of chess well, surely you can advance courageously in your cultivation journey, break through and stand strong.”

The young Daoist shook his head and said.

“Haha, then thanks for your blessings, Senior Brother.”

Lu Yuansheng laughed heartily.

“Let’s play another round…”

As they were speaking, a thin cultivator who appeared to be soaked in blood hurriedly walked in and bowed.

“Senior Uncle Bei, Senior Uncle Lu.”

Lu Yuansheng looked up and smiled warmly at the cultivator before him, asking:

“What’s the matter, Ziji?”

“There’s a cultivator named Wang Ba who came from the foot of the mountain saying he has something to discuss with you.”

Zhu Ziji said respectfully.

“Wang Ba?”

Lu Yuansheng’s eyes flickered slightly.

The young Daoist beside him quickly excused himself, “Junior Brother seems to be busy, I should take my leave now.”

“That’s not necessary; it’s just a small matter, Senior Brother, don’t leave in a hurry.”

Lu Yuansheng spoke.

Then he instructed Zhu Ziji, “Ziji, could you trouble yourself to invite him in?”

“Senior Uncle, you don’t need to be so polite.”

Zhu Ziji immediately left with long strides.

Looking at Zhu Ziji’s receding figure heading downslope, the young Daoist couldn’t help but sigh:

“Zhu Ziji indeed has good luck. After Junior Brother Xiao’s death, he immediately latched onto your coattails.”

“I have no choice. Junior Brother Xiao was involved because of me. Otherwise, he would not have died at the hands of the Four Great Sects of Chen State. If I don’t take care of his disciples, it would weigh heavily on my conscience.”

Lu Yuansheng sighed.

Upon hearing this, the young Daoist couldn’t help but acclaim:

“Junior Brother is indeed a man with a kind heart!”

Lu Yuansheng only smiled when he heard this:

“It’s just that I happen to be short of people. Bai Yu has always been steady and fair, and I have sent him to guard Zhongyuan City. Although the Sect Hierarch had beaten the Four Great Sects into a embarrassing retreat last time, we need to guard against their unchanging intent to destroy us.”

“That’s the way it should be.”

The young Daoist laughed and looked at the chess board, seemingly trying to figure out how to respond to Lu Yuansheng’s recent move.

While they were having this conversation, Zhu Ziji had already led a normal-looking Foundation Establishment cultivator into the room.

The young Daoist took a look and then focused his attention back on the chessboard.

An ordinary early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was not worth his attention.

As for the cultivator, he respectfully saluted Lu Yuansheng and the young Daoist.

“It doesn’t matter. Your timing is spot on, neither too early nor too late.”

Lu Yuansheng glanced at the cultivator casually, his tone calm.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator immediately replied reverently, “I dare not delay Elder’s important tasks. A few days ago, I had prepared…”

Lu Yuansheng suddenly interrupted him, “Alright, show me.”

The Foundation Establishment cultivator paused, a hint of confusion in his eyes. But he quickly nodded, hurriedly untied a Spirit Beast Bag from his waist, stepped forward, and handed it to Lu Yuansheng.

Lu Yuansheng accepted it nonchalantly, taking a quick glance with his Spiritual Sense, which immediately revealed a hint of suppressed excitement.

Then he said nothing, but gave the cultivator a light pat on the shoulder. “Well done, you may leave now.”

The Foundation Establishment cultivator hesitated, but quickly obeyed and left under Zhu Ziji’s lead.

The young Daoist next to him observed this and chuckled, “Junior Brother, since you have things to attend to, go ahead. I’ll ponder over this game myself.”

Lu Yuansheng gently removed his hand.

Hearing the young Daoist’s words, he hesitated for a moment, then showed an apologetic look.

“Sorry, Senior Brother. I do have some things to attend to. You stay here first.”

“No problem, no problem.”

The young Daoist laughed heartily.

Lu Yuansheng nodded, at this point Zhu Ziji had also returned. He then called Zhu Ziji and they both entered the Qiandong Palace.

Soon, Zhu Ziji hurriedly walked out again.

He seemed to be in haste, as if there was something important to attend to.

The young Daoist glanced at him, but didn’t pay much attention. He returned his gaze to the chessboard and intensely pondered his next move.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he couldn’t resist standing up and clapping his hands, then picked up a Yúnzǐ and made his move.

Watching the change in the game as his piece landed, the young Daoist couldn’t help but nod appreciatively.

“Like this, even if placed in a hopeless situation and then springing back to life, it would not turn the game around!”

“This round, I win!”

…

After leaving Lu Yuansheng, Wang Ba’s eyes flickered.

The smooth progress of this trip was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Lu Yuansheng did not try to entangle with him much.

But since he had handed over the Class III Spirit Chicken to Lu Yuansheng, he should not bother himself for the time being.

But out of caution, Wang Ba still didn’t hesitate to get on the teleportation array and rush back to Jiantao Station.

This year, the teleportation array would be activated every two or three days, which was convenient to circulate resources quickly among the major stations.

It was said that because the countries where Jinhong Station and Liupan Station were located had been invaded by the Incense Fire Dao, the teleportation array was activated so frequently to relocate resources.

Wang Ba also visited these stations, but none of them were suitable.

Only the country of Yan, where Jiantao Station was located, had a complex combination of powers, and Wang Ba had already decided to get hold of Linglong Ghost Market.

So, in the end, Wang Ba chose to escape from Jiantao Station.

By the time Senior Brother Zhao is out of his retreat, no one under the Golden Core would be a match for them. And real Golden Core individuals wouldn’t easily make a move, so it would be quite safe.

Glancing at the direction, Wang Ba set up his Class II top-grade flying Magic Tool and quickly flew towards the passage between the Three Danger Lands.

Not long after he left, a lean cultivator, whose body looked as if it was soaked in a sea of blood, strode out of the teleportation array at Jiantao Station.

He was holding a compass, and his eyes immediately revealed a trace of surprise and excitement.

“He has actually left the station!”

“It’s even more convenient!”

Immediately summoned a Level II top-grade flying Magic Tool, and quickly chased in the direction where Wang Ba had left.

…

At East Saint Station.

High above in the sky, Tang Ji who had flown around and came back, looked extremely embarrassed.

“So it’s true!”

“This Tianmen Cult is indeed the small cult in Yan country!”

“I’ve been running around for half a year for nothing!”

He angrily fell directly from the sky.

The array outside East Saint Station was as weak as paper, and couldn’t stop him at all.

The array was broken, and the Golden Core cultivators inside the station immediately sensed something was wrong and rushed out quickly.

“Who is it?!”

“Someone who can break the cult-protective array so quickly can’t be underestimated!”

“Quickly notify Senior Brother Lu!”

“Senior Brother Lu has just closed the barrier…”

“What?! This damn thing! I knew he was unreliable!”

“Quick, report to the Sect Hierarch!”

A group of Golden Core cultivators were exchanging words rapidly.

At the same time, they cautiously looked at the robed cultivator standing in front of them.

The positioning among each other was also subtly forming into a Formation.

They weren’t fools. Being able to break the cult-protective array so easily, and still keeping calm in the face of so many Golden Core cultivators, anyone could see that this person was not to be trifled with.

Therefore, they didn’t dare to make reckless remarks,

While confronting this person, they anxiously waited for the arrival of Sect Hierarch Ning Daohuan.

However, the robed cultivator exposed an unusual impatience on his face:

“Who’s in charge here?”

“Come out now!”

“May I ask, friend, what’s the purpose of your visit?”

A Golden Core cultivator mustered his courage and took a step forward to ask.

“Are you in charge here?”

The robed cultivator glanced at him indifferently.

The Golden Core cultivator immediately felt an intimidating aura coming towards him, as if he himself transformed into a small candle flame, ready to be extinguished by the other party at any time!

He couldn’t help but retreat several steps, shrinking his neck.

“No, I’m not.”

Immediately, he didn’t dare to speak anymore.

At this time, the array inside the East Saint Station finally lit up.

Soon, a magnificent and handsome cultivator with a god-like appearance walked out of the teleportation array.

His gaze was majestic, domineering, yet filled with a superior indifference.

All the things in the world seemed unable to move him.

It was the Sect Hierarch of Tianmen Cult, Ning Daohuan.

After half a year of cultivation, his arm had healed thanks to a large amount of resources, and his cultivation base had even increased instead of decreasing.

He had even gotten more adept at manipulating his physical body for cultivation.

If he encountered those four Incense-burning Dao cultivators and that strange longbow again, he was confident that he could take out those four before the bow was fired.

The immense power naturally brought him ample self-confidence.

Therefore, even when he heard the report from the Golden Core cultivators below that East Saint Station was under attack, he still remained calm and unconcerned.

However, when his Spiritual Sence swept over the other party, Ning Daohuan couldn’t help but tremble inwardly!

“I can’t see through him!”

“I actually can’t see through him!”

“Where did this powerful person come from?!”

In Ning Daohuan’s spiritual sense, the robed cultivator in mid-air was like a profound lake, unfathomable.

Compared to him, he himself was like a tiny stream, insignificant.

Noticing this, Ning Daohuan’s expression changed slightly.

The surrounding Golden Core cultivators noticed this detail and immediately began to channel their mana secretively, ready to lend their support to the Sect Hierarch at any time.

However, to their surprise,

Ning Daohuan, who usually had a cold face, suddenly squeezed out a smile and raised his hand respectfully, greeting:

“May peace be with you, may I ask the purpose of your visit?”

The robed man saw Ning Daohuan, observed the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivation base on him, raised his eyebrows in some surprise, but soon after he remembered his vain half-year trip, he shouted angrily:

“The newbie Nascent Soul cultivator of Chen State, did you kill him?”