"Hehe, it's this old man being chatty again."

Watching grandpa and Tong'er joking around, I felt a sense of relief as my luck slowly healed the wounds.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Wu, today everyone present, I will secretly send someone to wipe out their families!"

Tong'er said while cutely mimicking a gesture of slicing a neck with a knife, making Wu Qiulan have to praise the child for being ruthless when it comes to carrying out Yuanhui's orders!

"There's nothing to praise about this..."

Prince Luo on the side waved his hand in silence, but he dared not stop Wu Tong'er's will.

"This is just a survival skill, eliminate anyone who poses a threat to you!"

Meanwhile, beside them, Wu Tong'er had already used the communication roulette to order the killings – all associates of those present that day!

That very night, several prominent families in Godrealm were completely wiped out by the Nine Heart Powerhouses, even the children were not spared!

Princess Pavilion in the Holy Temple, surrounded by lotus ponds under the moonlight, made Tong'er sitting on the stone steps look exceptionally beautiful. The stunning face with a hint of smile and the somewhat enchanting black and red long dress made the guards sitting on the side feel a bit embarrassed.

The Ghost King, upon hearing the news, wanted to reason with Tong'er. He didn't want the originally kind Tong'er to become so cold, even towards those who rival his strength!

"I don't know when... when did you become so cruel!"

It took him a lot of courage to say that, and even his hand started to tremble here.

Tong'er's smile on her face immediately turned ugly, as he expected, followed by Tong'er's stern schooling.

"Cousin! Do you know how to dominate the continent?"

"I do..."

"No, you don't!"

Seeing Yuanhui looking a bit sulky, Tong'er struggled to squeeze out a few words. It was the first time Tong'er's usually charming face turned frightening.

She grabbed Yuanhui's chin, and pointed at him angrily.

"Do you know that showing mercy to enemies is being cruel to yourself! If cousin Yuanhui continues like this, he will undoubtedly be hunted down by several families, especially the elder of the Du family who needed the Poison King and the Ancient Alliance to team up to defeat. The Poison King even suffered serious injuries, do you understand, you kind soul?"

Yuanhui was almost scolded back to his senses by Tong'er. Indeed, he realized that when he injured them before, his grandfather would never let them go, not to mention the powerful Godrealm experts...there was no retreat.

"Got it, thank you."

Yuanhui's face gradually showed a bitter smile, he no longer blamed Tong'er, and even hugged her. Tong'er's cheeks blushed, and her body also responded uncontrollably.

"I got it, really, I will work hard to strengthen my power and eliminate all obstacles!"

He understood that his mercy would not be met with kindness, only sowing the seeds of hatred!

For the first time, he opened up his heart in this way, and his aura instantly became more robust.

"Have I reached the early Nine Heart stage in my strength?"

Yuanhui couldn't believe it, but his teacher had told him that although advancing to higher realms was crucial, one must understand that cultivation was not a straightforward process. Crossing into higher realms required special medicines to invigorate blood and nourish meridians.

Of course, these medicines had to be concocted by spiritualists, and for lower realms, one needed to enlighten and refine the mind to avoid any mishaps!

Those with weak mental states often perished during the peak transformation, while some advanced smoothly, becoming rising stars in the continent!

The splendid palace adorned with luxurious silver dragon motifs in every corridor, with occasional sighs echoing as one ascended the grand staircase to the deepest part of the second floor, where a three-zhang tall door was emblazoned with a sign crafted entirely from gold: King Deenath.

"City Lord, forgive me for speaking frankly, even if you keep a distance from that Tang..."

"Silence!"

Dragon Jiuchao was enraged by Lawshi's sermon and slammed his fist on the crystal table.

"My brother was a genius, achieving Immortal-level strength at the mere age of fifty, why would he want to harm an old man like me?"

"I do not know."

Lawshi was dumbfounded by the old man's anger.

"Furthermore, our empire was built on the victories of the Hundred Kings War, won by my courageous and powerful brother, while I, an old man, remain stuck at the late Immortal stage - how can I compare to the King's beloved? But when did this brat start mingling with War Yanzhe, can't he do something worthwhile?"

The old man shook his head with a bitter smile, lightly touching the edge of the crystal table where a map scroll was laid out.

"Ah, ever since Prince War Yanzhe rebelled, none of the Hundred Kings would listen to the imperial court. Even his guild's thousand-man emperor forced dozens of small nations to submit to him."

The old man glanced at a point on the map marking the Holy Domain before rolling up the scroll.

Lawshi had a moment of enlightenment and whispered a few words in Dragon Jiuchao's ear.

"Hehe, old man, have you forgotten that although the young master has not yet reached the age to activate his talent, the eldest young master, at the tender age of thirty, has already broken through the quasi-level of the Boundless?"

"Oh, that boy will be able to rival that kid within the national borders in less than twenty years, hehe! I must say, he can't hold a candle to my son!"

Every time the old man talked about his eldest son, a smile he had never shown before lit up his face. After all, in this world, strength signifies status, and the eldest son of the Dragon Jiuchao was on the brink of reaching Immortal status, a dream for many to achieve that level before the age of sixty - even reaching the quasi-level would be the envy of countless people. Once they reached this realm, they would gain two hundred years of vitality, otherwise, post-sixty, the progress of the Boundless-level experts slowed to less than one percent of their original rate, with their lifespan being limited to 120 years at most.

Seeing the old man in such high spirits, his muscles relaxed, and he slumped back in his chair. Lawshi diligently stepped forward to massage the old man's back, all the while speaking.

"The King long ago became disenchanted with the young master, he may do something unfavorable to him..."

"Nonsense, dare he try?"

The old man sneered disdainfully. He had a strange temperament and when he was in a foul mood, he didn't like to admit that he was inferior to others, especially in the family.

"Well, to tell you, according to our observers, their High Priest has reached the quasi-Immortal level, and with the aid of a magical quasi-Boundless assistant, is as formidable as five Nine Heart experts. Under his leadership, that ten thousand-man army was capable of wiping out the four great empires of the desolate continent!"

Lawshi voiced his concerns; their strength was far below that of the court. Apart from family relations, being scorned as a cruel despot by the people was something a king like him could not afford. He would have been long gone on the plane of the Sacred Domain.

(Northern Territories)

"Gather one thousand heavy-armored infantry troops from Colan to defend Iron Ridge Pass. Once the court or the royal guards are spotted, execute them on sight!"

"Yes."

Yechuba's Lawshi left the great hall with the military order. Yechu, the old man, was so frightened that his legs were too weak to stand. With the removal of his brother's sixty thousand border troops and thirty thousand heavy-armored soldiers within the country, there were about twenty-five thousand light cavalry and heavy-armored soldiers that could be mobilized!

The Eastern Northern Territories were sparsely populated, with only six thousand troops, far outnumbered by the enemy forces from the Capital, relying solely on the terrain of Iron Ridge Pass to have a fighting chance.

The old man sighed silently.

"Ah, these twenty thousand soldiers are a small matter, it's the thousands of Nine Heart and Boundless experts that are really giving me a headache!"

The Yeh family only had less than five hundred Nine Heart powerhouses. Even with some retired old monsters, they would not be able to contend with the enemy army, considering the huge backing the opposition had. If they rashly went to war, morale would plummet, and treachery on the battlefield was highly likely.

"Juxi! Come down, you fool, you might break a bone flipping around like that."

Dressed in a violet gown, with watery eyes, the young girl stared at the boy standing on the dense branches of the tree. Her noble clothing masked the agility of a wild monkey, with dark shiny hair and fair skin resembling a young girl rather than a boy.

"Wait, these wild fruits here are even sweeter than the ones in our fruit bowl, let me pick a few first..."

Before she finished, the boy lost his footing from the two-meter-high tree trunk.

"How could you, who's always showing off, fall like that!?"

Furrowing her brow, the girl stared disdainfully at the boy lying on the ground with limbs in the air, still tightly gripping the broken branch of the tree, "Hey, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Ouch!"

Juxi felt hurt by her sarcastic words and pinched Ye'na's nose in anger, making her cry out in pain, using her slender and weak hands to pound Juxi's back.

"You wretched Juxi, when we return, I will complain to dad hmph!"

"Father...er, please, sister, don't be so heartless."

Every time his father was mentioned, it made Juxi feel uncomfortable, after all, he was the biological son of the father, while Ye'na was the abandoned girl picked up by grandpa after grandma's death. Compared to Ye'na's fatherly love, Juxi received more.

Juxi stood up, patted the dirt off his clothes, and smiled at Ye'na, showing no signs of jealousy towards his father, as he was a shy boy loved by his family, hence they all liked his nickname, Juxi.

"Do you believe in past memories?"

Juxi would sometimes have a faint recollection of another world in his mind due to dizziness. A world covered in ice and snow, with motionless living beings, only ice sculptures standing at every crossroad, skyscrapers and blocks abandoned, cars in ruins like the apocalypse.

"..."

Ye'na's face flushed red, not saying a word, while Juxi was unsure when his hand had touched her delicate skin, feeling a soft sensation spreading throughout his body.

"Pervert, let go of me!"

The mention of the sacred temple could connect to the past and future, even alter the original world, awakening Juxi, encased in ice as a statue, to this world.

Although a decade had passed, he never forgot the last warmth he gave to himself, while she, the forever sleeping girl Aileen, I can't let her down, Tang Rui reminded him not to forget this memory.

Juxi lit up, yes, Grandpa had traveled across the continent and should have some knowledge of the sacred temple! A surge of excitement rushed to his head.

"Give it up! You never study properly, do you think they know your fantasies and dreams? The so-called sacred temple in your mouth doesn't exist!"

Conveying all kinds of scientific truths about the gods in a serious manner, Ye'na failed to notice the mischievous Juxi had already vanished without a trace.

"Grandpa!"

Ye'chuba was taken by surprise by the unexpected arrival of Juxi.

"Is there something you need from grandpa, Xia'er?"

His eldest grandson never liked to visit him, always engrossed in swordplay and reading military books even when he didn't come to see him, the old man was satisfied.

"Have you heard of...the sacred temple?"

"What?!"

As soon as the words 'sacred temple' left his lips, Ye'chuba choked on a sip of tea, and the energy fluctuations became extremely unstable, giving Juxi a heavy sense of pressure.