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"Don't worry, the matter is settled."
Where are Qianluo and the others now?
"I don't know, maybe he went somewhere else to play. Brother Sikong, this child has grown up, you need to learn to let go."
Haven't you heard the old saying?
The best kind of love is letting go.
Sikong Changfeng was taken aback. Was there such an old saying?
"Oh, my fellow Daoist, at a time like this, stop with the nonsense and tell me what's going on."
Why did the underground river suddenly attack Lei Family Fortress?
Seeing his reaction, Zhou Zhen smiled and didn't keep him in suspense any longer.
However, the matter of the Tang Clan's betrayal was omitted.
After all, the old master of the Tang Clan had already made his choice with his life, and Zhou Zhenhuan didn't need to cause any unnecessary trouble.
Now that the Tang Clan is under the control of Tang Lianyue, they would not do such a thing again.
Snowmoon City remains firmly in a tripartite balance of power.
Zhou Zhenhuan recounted the general events, and Sikong Changfeng's expression shifted unpredictably.
"So, they're after Snowmoon City?"
Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "No matter how you look at it before, Lei Family Fort was the weakest side."
Lei Qianhu is seriously ill, Lei Yunhe is missing, and Lei Hong is only half a sword immortal.
Moreover, they chose the time of the heroes' feast, when everyone lowered their guard.
However, the news from the Dark River seemed to be somewhat delayed; they were unaware that Lei Yunhe's strength had reached a new level, and that Lei Hong had made a major breakthrough.
Sikong Changfeng gave Zhou Huanzhen a meaningful look: "In that case, I should thank you on behalf of Snow Moon City for your help, fellow Daoist."
This was all orchestrated by the Daoist brother.
Both Lei Yunhe and Lei Qianhu were healed by the Daoist brother.
It seems my fellow Daoist foresaw this day would come long ago.
Zhou Zhen didn't comment, but just smiled and said, "Maybe, but the outcome is always good, right?"
Sikong Changfeng was deeply moved.
When they heard that Sikong Qianluo and his group were able to hold their own against experts of the Dark River family level, they were even more excited.
He knew very well that although the man spoke casually, he could see the shadow of this man's scheme behind it all.
It's clear that this person seems to be on the same side as their Snowmoon City.
Chapter 145 Ghost Immortal and Lonely Sword Immortal
"Brother Dao, could you please tell me what your purpose is in all this planning?"
You also think highly of Prince Yong'an, Xiao Chuhe?
Zhou Zhenhuan covered the teacup, stopping Sikong Changfeng from adding more water.
“That’s my disciple, so of course I have high hopes for him.”
But my optimism and your optimism are two different kinds of optimism.
These words sounded a bit convoluted, but Sikong Changfeng inexplicably understood them.
This person is optimistic only because that person is their disciple.
Sikong Changfeng was somewhat unwilling: "Brother Dao, don't you have any thoughts at all?"
Zhou Huanzhen looked at Sikong Changfeng with surprise: "Brother Sikong, do you think it makes any difference to me who becomes emperor in the Northern Li world?"
Sikong Changfeng paused for a moment, then finally sighed and shook his head: "Indeed, there is no difference."
Yes, this one is the carefree immortal.
No matter who becomes emperor, their attitude towards this person will remain unchanged.
Anyone who knows even a little about this person's deeds would not dare to change their mind.
However, for Snowmoon City, whoever becomes emperor will have a significant impact.
So he sighed again: "Unfortunately, we are not as carefree as you, fellow Daoist."
Brother Dao does whatever he feels like doing, without much ulterior motive.
But the result was always good, and Sikong Changfeng thanked him again.
Regardless, Brother Dao's arrangements have ultimately done Snow Moon City a great favor.
"Don't say such things again. Qianluo is my first disciple. Look, the clothes I'm wearing were made by Qianluo."
For her sake, I couldn't possibly stand idly by if I encountered her.
"What carefree immortal? That's just something people say to outsiders."
Looking at Zhou Zhenhuan's well-fitting wide-sleeved Taoist robe, Sikong Changfeng suddenly felt that there was no need to thank him; he was practically wearing Zhou Zhenhuan's warm coat.
Then again, it seems there's no need to be so polite.
After all, his second senior brother had married Dao Jianxian, and the relationship between Snow Moon City and Qingcheng was already very close.
Seeing Sikong Changfeng's envious, jealous, and hateful expression, Zhou Zhenhuan felt extremely happy.
"Since your Snowmoon City has chosen this path, you will likely face many challenges in the future."
Brother Sikong, please take care of yourself. You don't look well.
Sikong Changfeng turned and left!
Pshaw! It's just new clothes! It's not like everyone doesn't have them. I wear new clothes every day.
When Yin Luoxia saw her apprentice appear before her like a hedgehog, she finally couldn't hold back and grabbed his ear.
"Hey, Master, what are you doing?"
"Don't I have any dignity, being in front of everyone?"
Yin Luoxia twisted her ear in annoyance: "You still care about face? What face do you care about? Where have you been all these days?"
Luo Mingxuan then seemed to wake up from a dream.
"Oh right, Master, something terrible has happened! The people from the Dark River are going to attack Lei Family Fortress. I've come back to get reinforcements."
Master? Why aren't you reacting at all?
Seeing her apprentice's disheveled state, Yin Luoxia sighed and tapped his forehead twice.
"By the time you call for reinforcements, Lei Family Fort will be long gone."
Incompetent bungler!
"If we don't improve our strength this time, we're not allowed to go anywhere."
"Huh? Why, Master? Hurry up, let's go find the Third City Lord and rescue them!"
"Save my ass! They've already finished fighting, and Lei Family Fort is completely unharmed."
"But you, you've switched to selling swords? You look so old."
"Huh? It's over? No, how did you know? You received Lei Wujie and the others' distress message?"
"Xiaoyao Immortal is already drinking tea in Snow Moon City; this matter is over."
The old master of the Tang Clan died in battle, and things are not going well in the Dark River either.
Anyway, everything's alright.
Upon hearing this, Luo Mingxuan collapsed to the ground: "How could this be? I've been traveling through wind and rain, without stopping, and I was afraid someone would ambush me on the way, so I took a detour."
"But that doesn't make sense. I just got back and they've already finished fighting over there."
Yin Luoxia was both annoyed and amused, but her gaze softened in the end.
"Alright, alright, it's good that you're back safe and sound. Go wash up quickly, you stink."
However, at that moment, the swords behind Luo Mingxuan all began to hum.
The light seemed to dim, and in broad daylight, a few bright stars appeared in the sky.
It seemed to happen in an instant, so fast that many people thought they were hallucinating.
Above, the clouds surged and rippled, bathed in golden light, creating a magnificent spectacle.
Zhou Zhenhuan, who was having tea with Sikong Changfeng, raised an eyebrow, but Sikong Changfeng stood up and quickly walked to the window.
"Brother Dao, can you feel it?"
Zhou Zhen nodded, a thought flashing through his mind, and a look of realization appeared on his face.
"The Lone Sword Immortal has entered the realm of divine travel."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng was shocked: "What? The Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang?"
It is located north of Tianqi City, within the Imperial Observatory.
Qi Tianchen was teaching Xiao Feixuan cultivation when he suddenly sensed a disturbance in the heavens. After calculating with his fingers, his expression became somewhat solemn.
Xiao Feixuan moved his ten fingers in quick succession and soon opened his mouth wide.
"Master, the Lone Sword Immortal has entered a divine journey. Doesn't that mean there's another immortal in the world?"
Qi Tianchen stroked his beard, his expression still solemn.
"Becoming an immortal is not so easy."
"The Lone Sword Immortal... something's not quite right. Given time, it seems the world will have another ghost immortal."
"A ghost immortal? Why?"
Qi Tianchen simply shook his head without saying anything else, seemingly remembering something else, and finally sighed.
Seeing that he was in low spirits, Xiao Feixuan went up to him and gently tugged at his sleeve.
Qi Tianchen patted his head, his face full of affection: "It's alright, it's alright. Ghost immortals aren't a big deal."
After all, your grandmaster is still alive.
Seemingly having figured something out, Qi Tianchen's smile grew wider and wider: "Not bad, not bad, Zhou Zhen is really here. When the sky falls, the tall ones hold it up."
"Come on, come on, let your teacher take you to see what's going on."
"Huh? Master, what's all the commotion about?"
"You'll know after you see it."
The master and apprentice climbed up the observatory together, hand in hand, and looked out over Tianqi City.
"What is that place?"
Xiao Feixuan immediately noticed a discordant element in the world.
“That is the Red King’s villa.”
"The Crimson King? Shouldn't the Lone Sword Immortal be in Mu Liang City? How come he's here?"
"This is also what I want to know."
On the top floor of the Ascending Heaven Pavilion in Snow Moon City, Zhou Zhenhuan stood side by side with Sikong Changfeng.
"Brother Dao just said that this Lone Sword Immortal did not achieve a natural breakthrough?"
Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "It's natural to say it's unnatural. It's just a pity that he was forced to break through and has already fallen into demonic possession."
Given time, he might become another ghost immortal.
Sikong Changfeng noticed the word "again".
However, he wisely refrained from asking.
A hint of worry flashed in his eyes.
Lone Sword Immortal, the man behind the Crimson King, has now entered the Divine Realm, which is not a good thing for Snow Moon City.