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"Zi Yu..."
Xiang Yu and Liu Bang spoke simultaneously.
Ye Yang turned to look at the two and said, "Take care, both of you. No matter who ultimately holds the world, please treat the Common People well. Otherwise, I will inevitably return to take their place!"
Liu Bang replied, "Zi Yu, regarding Wasteland this time..."
"No need to say more, Han Wang. Han Xin wants Yanmen County, give it to him. I will not fight for it anymore. As for the Pangu Clan, I will definitely find that half of the Pangu Axe. The Asura God killed a hundred thousand people in Jibei Commandery and several thousand Dragon Armored Warriors. If I do not avenge this grudge, I swear I will not be human anymore and will have no face to meet my deceased brothers!"
Ye Yang spoke with conviction, suddenly raising his hand to sheathe the Haotian Sword. He looked up at the Fire Kirin Dragon in the sky and wrapped his arm around Yun Xiaoxi's waist, saying, "Xiaoxi, come with me to the Pangu Clan. Tonight we will rest within the borders of Yan State; let the Fire Kirin Dragon fly."
"Mm." Yun Xiaoxi nodded gently.
Zeng Xuan leaped onto one side of the back of the Fire Kirin Dragon, saying, "The people of the Pangu Clan are extremely fierce. I will go with you for protection."
"Mm, thank you, Sister Zeng Xuan."
"Ha..."
Zhang Tianhe stood on the ground, holding a Warhammer, his mouth still aching from a torn wound. He looked at Ye Yang and said, "Zi Yu, take care. You must come back alive. As long as the Asura God is not dead, peace in the world is hard to achieve!"
Ye Yang nodded: "Tianhe, my brother, don't worry. I will not let everyone down!"
After bidding farewell, the Fire Kirin Dragon spread its wings and soared into the sky, quickly disappearing into the vast sea of clouds.
Sitting on the dragon's back and receiving Zeng Xuan's Soul Healing Technique, while looking down at the desolate landscape below, Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh. The once flourishing life of the Azure Cloud Mountain Range had turned into ruins due to the presence of the Asura God. There was not a trace of life left. The Asura God, with his brutal nature and relentless killing, was truly a god of destruction. As long as the Asura God remained alive, not only would the lives of the Common People be in jeopardy, but the entire human realm would surely become a wasteland.
Liaodong County, the closest city to the Wasteland.
At night, the strong winds raged, but the city remained peaceful. The towering city walls protected the citizens from the sandstorms. In Eastern County City, people came and went, and the citizens decorated their homes because it was a very important festival, the Chongyang Festival. On the ninth day of the ninth month, this was a significant day for the people of Liaodong County.
In a tavern near the mountains in the city, at a table by the window, three young men and women sat together. Two of the women were stunningly beautiful, while the man wore a dark red cloak and carried a long sword on his back. He had a calm expression and smiled as he looked out the window. These three were Ye Yang, Yun Xiaoxi, and Zeng Xuan.
"Tomorrow we will enter the Wilderness to search for the whereabouts of the Pangu Clan," Ye Yang said with a slight smile. "So we should eat well today. I heard that the climate in the Wilderness is extremely harsh, with heavy snow for nine months of the year and hail for the other three months. This weather is truly something..."
Yun Xiaoxi glanced at him and couldn't help but laugh. "Zi Yu, you still have time to laugh?"
Ye Yang lazily leaned against the railing and poured himself a cup of chrysanthemum wine. "If I don't laugh, should I cry?"
Zeng Xuan said, "Zi Yu is right; those who have died are gone. There's no need to be overly sad. Our journey is to avenge those innocent lives lost."
"Come on, Sister Xuan," Ye Yang replied. "Today is our day to recuperate. As they say, keeping a cheerful mood helps recover faster from injuries. Look, today is also Chongyang Festival; we should drink a few more cups and get a good night's sleep so we can be energized for tomorrow's journey..."
"Chongyang Festival..." Yun Xiaoxi blinked her eyes, seeming not to understand. She had lived in Serene Gate for many years and was not accustomed to celebrating festivals.
Ye Yang smiled and explained, "Chongyang Festival has been celebrated since the Zhou Dynasty. It derives from 'nine-nine' which symbolizes longevity. Many people say that those who gather during Chongyang Festival can maintain love and friendship for a long time without being disturbed by external factors or encountering misfortune..."
Yun Xiaoxi responded with an "Hmm," saying, "Zi Yu, if Asura God’s power grows stronger day by day, what if... what if even Pangu Axe cannot contain him? Wouldn't that mean... wouldn't that mean we can't last long?"
"How could that be..."
Ye Yang raised his head and said, "Xiaoxi, don’t think too much about it. I promised to accompany you for two thousand years, to take you to my hometown and let you taste all those delicious delicacies, to let you experience joys you've never felt before..."
Yun Xiaoxi's bright eyes sparkled as she looked deeply at Ye Yang and said, "Zi Yu, you said you'd accompany me for another two thousand years; Zeng Xuan Sister can be my witness!"
Zeng Xuan bit her chopsticks and smiled. "I'm fine with it; I've already lived for thousands of years. I don't mind another two thousand years. But having both of you with me makes those two thousand years seem much more interesting."
Ye Yang chewed on a piece of deer meat and said, "Hurry up and eat. Once we're full, let's go check out the market. It seems like someone is selling..."
"What are they selling?" Yun Xiaoxi and Zeng Xuan asked in confusion.
Ye Yang grinned and replied, "Selling things, you know, what the young ladies of the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun are up to..."
"Get lost!"
"......"
After finishing their meal, Ye Yang tossed a silver ingot aside and led Zeng Xuan and Yun Xiaoxi downstairs. The three of them arrived at the bustling street, where the fragrant aroma of Chongyang Cake wafted through the air. A few minutes later, Yun Xiaoxi and Zeng Xuan each held a piece of Chongyang Cake, taking small bites.
Ye Yang, being wealthy as the Qi King, planned to secure a substantial fortune for himself even if he ultimately had to give up his claim to the title of Overlord. After all, he was the Fire God and could exist eternally. He intended to live for a long time; once he reached the modern era, accumulating more gold and silver would allow him to invest in real estate or other ventures.
"Look over there, what's happening?" Yun Xiaoxi pointed into the distance.
"There's a lantern festival," Ye Yang replied.
Zeng Xuan laughed, "And there are so many chrysanthemums!"
Ye Yang chuckled as well.
Zeng Xuan glared at him, "Why are you laughing so strangely?"
Ye Yang said, "Sister Xuan, you'll understand in two thousand years..."
Zeng Xuan clapped her hands and huffed, "Well, two thousand years is two thousand years. So what..."
Ye Yang pouted and said, "Sister Xuan, with your beauty as an ageless fairy, if you were to mingle in a bar two thousand years from now, I can't imagine how many men you would charm..."
Zeng Xuan puffed out her ample chest and smiled, "Oh, really?"
"Unfortunately, no man would dare to touch you..."
"Why not?"
"You are a Divine-level Expert; who would dare to lay a finger on you without being wiped out..."
Zeng Xuan's cheeks flushed, "That's because I haven't met someone I like yet..."
Yun Xiaoxi looked confused, "What are you two talking about..."
"Nothing, just continue admiring the chrysanthemums..."
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