Although Zhang Ruochin's relationship with the imperial court was strained, he had to admit that after Kunlun Realm became a battlefield of merit, the court played a crucial role in maintaining a relatively stable state in the Five Regions.
But as the attacks from Hell grew fiercer, the imperial court's forces were stretched thin and struggling to hold on. The key issue was the severe shortage of top-tier experts. Even with the Blood Sword at its disposal, it would be impossible for a single blade to sweep through the powerful warriors of the ten Hell Clans.
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Upon hearing this, the faces of both the holy scripture's maiden and the king-slaying woman changed drastically. They had come for the key to the world's gate, but they never expected that they wouldn't even have the chance to ascend to True Dragon Island.
By this time, they finally understood why Zhang Ruochin appeared here instead of on True Dragon Island.
"Have you heard anything about the World Gate key?" Shaking asked.
Zhang Ruochin pondered for a moment and said, "The key to the World Gate is extremely mysterious. No one should be able to find it, otherwise, the World Spirit would be in grave danger."
Although the frail old man transformed from the key to the world had fallen into their hands, Zhang Ruochen clearly didn't intend to hand him over to the imperial court.
There are many reasons for this, the most important being two: firstly, he is an enemy of the court, with no reason to hand over the key to the World Gate; secondly, the court's power is weak and it cannot protect the key to the World Gate well.
The key to the world of Kunlun originated from its very essence. It was impossible to bring the realm of Kunlun out through it. If this wasn't the case, handing it over to that forbidden figure in the Yin Yang Sea would undoubtedly be the most secure option.
"Since that's the case, this king should return to Nan Yu." Sha Jian appeared very eager.
Without a moment's hesitation, Sha Wang immediately rose into the air, transforming into a crimson light and vanishing in an instant.
Seeing Wang leave, Zhang Ruochen's figure moved, appearing on the light boat. He stood opposite Sheng Shu Cai Nü.
When their eyes met, Zhang Ruochin saw a hint of fatigue in the saintly beauty's eyes. His heart couldn't help but be touched.
"Are you okay?"
Zhang Ruochin and the Holy Book talented woman spoke at the same time, saying the same words.
Zhang Ruochin smiled faintly and said as lightly as possible: "I'm doing well, traveling around and seeing all sorts of scenery."
All that killing and bloodshed, he omitted, didn't want to say.
Speaking of which, it's been a long time since he'd seen a talented woman from the world of scriptures. Although a talented woman from that world had come to Qilin Mountain Villa before, she appeared in the form of Jiutian Xuannü. They hadn't even managed to have a proper conversation.
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"Too many strong warriors have died at your hands. Both Hell and Heaven will likely not rest until they get their revenge. Be more careful." The holy maiden warned earnestly.
She knew Zhang Ruochin was very powerful now, already a top expert at the first level below Great Saint. But while it was easy to dodge an open attack, a hidden one was harder to defend against. Any carelessness could be fatal.
Zhang Ruochin said, “There are many people who want my life, but I’m still alive and well. I have to thank these external pressures for allowing my strength to improve so quickly. Rest assured, my life is tough, no one can take it.”
"I just don't want to see you get hurt." The scripture maiden whispered, a flicker of gloom crossing her eyes.
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"I'm fine. There are still many things in the imperial court that need me to deal with, so I can't stay here long. Take care of yourself." The holy scripture maiden's eyes flickered, not daring to meet Zhang Ruochin's gaze.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Ruochin's suspicions grew. He fixed his gaze on the talented woman from the Book of Saints and said, "Tell me, what exactly happened? As long as it is within my power, I will definitely help you."
He truly didn't want to have anything to do with the imperial court, but when it came to the matter of the holy book's female prodigy, he couldn't simply stand by and watch.
The woman of the Bible sat slowly on a small boat, her hands clasped over her knees and her lips pursed between her teeth. A haze lingered in her eyes, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Zhang Ruochin's heart skipped a beat. Since he met the saintly scholar, he had never seen her show such vulnerability.
Even when she was trapped in the abyss of the first tier back then, she was always strong and never as fragile as this.
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Upon hearing this, Zhang Ruochin was first taken aback, then his face showed disbelief. He thought he had misheard.
Chu Siyuan cultivated for hundreds of years. Before the revival of Kunlun Realm, he had already reached the peak of the Saint Realm and became an ancestor of Confucianism and Taoism, with a profound accumulation.
In the spirit world's merit battlefield, Chu Siyuan made a breakthrough and became a Spiritual Force Saint King. Afterward, he grew stronger and stronger, becoming one of the top experts in Confucianism and Taoism.
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Moreover, Chu Siyuan also possessed the greatest treasure of Confucianism—the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths Diagram. Even if he encountered an invincible enemy, self-preservation should not be a problem.
Therefore, Zhang Ruochin found it hard to believe the news of Chu Siyuan's death.
"When did this happen?" Zhang Ruochen's eyes were heavy, he asked immediately.
The woman of the Bible's eyes dimmed as she spoke, "It was just three days ago."
"With Old Chu's intelligence and power, who could possibly kill him?" Zhang Ruchen pressed.
The woman of the scriptures bowed her head even lower, her eyes starting to well up with tears. "It's Moro, the great prince of the Asura clan," she said.
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Zhang Ruochin frowned slightly, he did not expect this matter to be done by a strong Luo Sha clan member. After all, the main battlefield of the Luo Sha clan is in Nan Yu, not Zhong Yu.
The same domain also opens up a merit battlefield, but it is dominated by the Undying Blood Clan.
In the Rakshasa clan, those who reach the Dao Domain realm can be named princes. Above this, there are even more esteemed Grand Princes.
But any Great King must at least possess the strength of a third-tier level below a Great Saint. Often, they will have a resounding reputation in both the Heavenly Court and Hell realms.
However, even if he faced the great king of the Asura clan, relying on the Seven Lives and Seven Deaths diagram, Chu Siyuan should have had a chance to escape. Moreover, why did Chu Siyuan suddenly provoke the Asura clan?
"...Not only was the master painter and his predecessors destroyed, but even the entire school of painting has been razed by Moro the Great Prince's army." The Holy Scripture's talented woman couldn't help but weep softly.
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Zhang Ruochin's heart trembled. He had understood. It wasn't Chu Siyuan who had provoked the Raksasha clan, but the Raksasha clan that had come proactively to exterminate Huazong.
Zhang Ruchen asked in a deep voice, "Why does the Asura clan want to exterminate the Huazong?"
"That's because the Huazong still preserves the last surviving ancient tea tree of the sage, personally planted by the ancestor of Confucianism in the past. It is a symbol of the spirit of Confucianism. And the ancient tea tree of the sacred way is a treasure that even the divine spirits of hell would be moved by, capable of helping them comprehend the supreme path of the divine." The talented female scholar of Shengshu said.
The relationship between Confucianism and Taoism with the imperial court is truly deep, a shared prosperity and a shared loss.
Millions of years ago, four sages planted a sacred ancient tea tree each. During the ancient catastrophe, three trees were destroyed, leaving only the one planted by Huazong.
For those who follow Confucianism and Taoism, the sacred tea tree holds immense significance. It is revered like Confucius himself, occupying an unparalleled position of respect in the hearts of all his followers.
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Since even Chu Siyuan has died, the ancient tea tree of Shengdao is most likely already in the hands of the Rakshasa clan.
The Rakshasa clan, led by King Marā, mobilized thousands of dukes and over a hundred princes. Although Huazong had tens of thousands of disciples, even if they fought to the death, most of them were weak in strength. How could they resist?
The Master Painter, who had a chance to escape, chose instead to remain and share the fate of the Painting Sect. He dedicated his life to protecting the Sacred Tao Tea Tree, planted by the Sage Himself. It embodies the spirit of Confucianism, and under no circumstances can it fall into the hands of the Hell Realm.
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"Lu Xu, Senior Brother, got the news and wanted to help, but he couldn't enter Huazong. He was seriously injured by King Moruo and was later pursued all the way by powerful Rakshasa warriors. His life or death is unknown."
“In a short time, the once vibrant painting world turned into hell. Wherever the Rakshasa army passed, only white bones remained. The forefather of the Painting Saint fought bravely, but it was all in vain. He was captured by the Great King Maruo and hanged by his neck from the ancient tea tree of the Holy Path. With a demonic sword, the Great King Maruo sliced off the flesh of the Painting Saint piece by piece, devouring it. In the end, only a skeleton remained, swaying in the wind.”
The prophetess, while speaking, wept aloud with a torrent of tears.
By this time, her emotions were completely out of control. Such a respected senior, to die so tragically, she couldn't accept it.
Zhang Ruochin's heart was also greatly shaken, with a feeling of suffocation, clenched his fists, knuckles crackling, and in his eyes, a cold killing intent surged.
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It goes without saying that Chu Siyuan must have endured unimaginable pain before ultimately dying.
For Chu Siyuan, Zhang Ruochin had an incredibly deep impression. Their first encounter was when he was accompanying Ling Feiyu, whose spirit was injured, fleeing the pursuit of the evildoers and numerous saints.
Back then, when the Ten Thousand Army of the Immortal Blood Clan came to attack the Tianbu Tribe, Chu Siyuan merely drew a picture and wiped them all out. It was absolutely heart-stopping.
After that, Chu Siyuan used the treasured painting of "Seven Lives, Seven Deaths," to help Ling Feiyu regain his spirit and a different kind of feeling blossomed between them.
In Zhang Ruochin's heart, Chu Siyuan was a very stubborn person, but he was also upright and hated evil. His eyes could not tolerate even a speck of sand.
Do you still remember that Chu Siyuan once went to Shengming City with him and gave him earnest teachings, warning him not to go astray.
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Now, it even dies to protect the painters' clan and the ancient tea trees of the Sacred Dao, perfectly expressing the noble spirit of Confucianism.
Thinking of the old man already devoured, reduced to bone dust, and the entire sect turned into ashes, Zhang Ruochin was momentarily stunned. His eyes glazed over, and his eyes welled up unconsciously.
War, in the end, is cruel and merciless. Perhaps one day, the loved ones around me and those familiar friends will all be killed in battle.
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