Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Translator's note: True Demon Guard One simplified to Guard One, etc

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For their 30 million year founding anniversary, the Chu Empire would hold a grand banquet, inviting guests from all around. According to the rankings of their status, they would be seated differently.

There were 13 main temples. The ones being entertained were the peak influences of the Land of Divinity and Demons. The Immortal Sect, Demonic Path, and the other six great empires were all naturally placed in the best seats. For them, it was said that they could enjoy a cup of immortal wine. It was rumored that this wine was found in ancient ruins and contained a vast and boundless world power that was able to directly increase the cultivation of a cultivator.

Wuma Sizhan originally had the qualifications to enjoy a cup of this immortal wine, and he was highly anticipating it. But, before the grand feast started, he was unexpectedly assigned to leave Ying Capital and process matters related to the death of the royal family in-law.

Compared to Elder Chen who didn't seem angry or unhappy, Wuma Sizhan knew much more. Although he was unwilling, he still plastered a smile on his face and complied. After leaving the Emperor's Palace, his face darkened to the point that it seemed it would drip water.

The one he hated most was Elder Chen. But unless he wanted to court death, Wuma Sizhan could only suppress this thought in his heart. Because of this, his anger only doubled over. All of his rage was directed towards those True Demon Guards involved in this incident.

With his heart full of fire, Wuma Sizhan left Ying Capital and rushed straight to the military compound. He vowed that he would have these bastards pay a deep price!

After going into seclusion for several years, a Holy Son had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, seizing all of the glory that had been his before. Wuma Sizhan was originally saddened by this, and he thought that being able to attend this diplomatic mission to the Chu Empire was going to be a lucky chance for him. He never expected that he would suffer a loss as soon as he arrived.

That cup of immortal wine was the turning point for him to break through the next small boundary. If everything went well, his chances of success would rise by 20%...of course, there was nothing to say about that anymore.

If it weren't for this, then with Wuma Sizhan's ability to conceal his thoughts, he wouldn't have been so enraged.

After arriving at the military compound he was notified by the Deputy Envoy ahead of time.

When the Deputy Envoy saw Wuma Sizhan's pale complexion, his heart trembled for a moment.

Although he was the Deputy Envoy and was only second in status to Elder Chen on the diplomatic mission, there were some people he couldn't provoke.

Wuma Sizhan was absolutely one of them.

Without giving the Deputy Envoy a chance to speak, Wuma Sizhan coldly said, "Lead me to them!"

The Deputy Envoy was shamed in front of everyone. His face stiffened and he nodded. But in his heart, he was actually happy. He sneered inwardly, a bit of anticipation rising in him.

Those several people in the courtyard clearly came from considerable backgrounds. If they were to come into conflict with Wuma Sizhan, things would become interesting.

The group aggressively marched to the courtyard. The Deputy Envoy was about to send someone to knock on the door, but Wuma Sizhan coldly sneered and kicked them down!

Within the courtyard, Guard One stood up. His eyes swept over the newcomers, his eyes ice cold and profoundly indifferent.

Guard Two and the others all walked out.

Wuma Sizhan was without expression. "Lord Deputy Envoy, is everyone living in this courtyard here?"

The Deputy Envoy shook his head, "There are still two people."

Wuma Sizhan scoffed. "I am here under the orders of Elder Chen to investigate the full story behind this incident. Call everyone out!"

From the shadows, Guard Four appeared. He was the thinnest and shortest of the six people and there was no light in his dark gray eyes.

There was still one person missing.

Wuma Sizhan was angered. "How insolent!" His eyes coldly swept over the guards, but he remained wary. These people weren't part of the true diplomatic troop. If so, then they definitely knew his identity. If they were able to remain so calm right now, they must have someone they could rely on.

But the more it was like this, the more Wuma Sizhan was angered. When it came to family background, cultivation, and scheming, he far surpassed all other juniors of his generation. Besides His Highness the Holy Son, who in the entire Demonic Path was able to compare with him?

"Since he doesn't want to come out, he should be the master here. I am following orders to investigate this incident so I want to see who dares to stop me!" Wuma Sizhan waved his hand and two cultivators rushed forward from behind him.

Guard One lifted a hand. "The person who hasn't appeared is ill, so he cannot be bothered. If my lord has any questions, you may ask us."

How could Wuma Sizhan listen to this? When his two subordinates saw the guards in the way, they lifted their hands and thrust out.

These people following beside Wuma Sizhan were helpers specifically prepared to assist him in the Sea of Purgatory. Their strengths weren't weak. Although they seemed to be simply thrusting their palms forwards, the reality was that all their strength was collected in this strike. It would instantly erupt at a single touch and possessed a horrifying killing potential.

Bang -

Bang -

In the blink of an eye, there were two deep thumping sounds that occurred almost simultaneously. The ground beneath Guard One instantly shattered and his ankles submerged into the ground.

The two cultivators that attacked were sent flying backwards. Their bones cracked and broke and their arms twisted like they were twirling flowers.

The two cultivators smashed into the ground. The pain was so intense that their faces paled and beads of sweat formed on their foreheads. However, the two of them knew about Wuma Sizhan's personality, so no matter how much agony they were in they still forcefully suppressed it and didn't emit a single pained groan.

Yet when these two cultivators looked at Guard One, their eyes were filled with awe and shock. They tried to attack this person but he had completely repelled their strength. This method could be called astonishing!

Wuma Sizhan's complexion changed and he flew into a rage. He took one step forward and his tyrannical cultivation erupted. It was like a massive stone falling into a still lake, immediately rousing tremendous waves.

Guard One was without expression. He also took one step forward. The heaven-shaking collision didn't occur. Rather, it was like a torrential rain pouring down upon a forest fire and extinguishing it. In the next instant, that overbearing aura completely vanished. This move left everyone startled. They were in even greater disbelief that this person was able to display a strength on par with Wuma Sizhan.

The Deputy Envoy's heart shrank. What he wanted to see were these guards ruining Wuma Sizhan's reputation a little; he didn't want them to engage in a life or death battle. Otherwise, if there really was an accident, there was no way he would escape unscathed.

"Stop! This is Great Chu's military compound. Could it be that you want to start a private battle here and have everyone ridicule my Demonic Path for infighting!?"

Wuma Sizhan was surprised, but he didn't reveal any of this on his face. He coldly looked at Guard One and snorted. "I will remember what happened today!"

He flicked his sleeves and left in a huff.

He originally wanted to vent some of his anger but he had been suppressed instead. Right now, Wuma Sizhan's mood was extremely poor. However, logic told him that he could only stop things here. It was just a single guard and yet he couldn't see past this guard's depths. There was also the second guard, the guard from the shadows, as well as the others; none of them seemed easy to provoke. Moreover, there was also that person who hadn't appeared from beginning to end.

It seemed that while he was in seclusion for a mere several years, the Demonic Path had completely changed from how it was before. Disregarding the addition of that blindingly brilliant Holy Son, even the Zhao Family's Zhao Qianyuan experienced a dramatic rise upwards. Now there was also this mysterious character.

As Wuma Sizhan thought of this, his face grew increasingly pale.

The Deputy Envoy forced a smile. Looking at the guards in the courtyard, his lips moved but he didn't say anything. He turned around and led the others away.

It had been a guess to begin with, but now he could determine that his assumptions were true. The only difference was that the backgrounds of these people in the courtyard were far more astonishing than he had first imagined.

This brief commotion was likely to attract some attention. And from the actions of that guard, it was clear that he didn't want to be noticed by anyone.

There was a chance that his coming here today would produce future complaints. If that happened, he really would be wronged!

Guard Four looked over, his gray eyes revealing a bit of anxiousness.

Guard One waved his hand. He coughed a little, revealing some weariness in his eyes.

"It's fine."

He looked at the door to Qin Yu's room. He knew that today's events would likely be noticed by those with ill intentions and he couldn't help but sigh. To end up in such a situation because of You Ya, was His Highness beginning to regret it?

In truth, Qin Yu didn't feel any regret. And with things having come to this point, debating whether or not he should feel regret was useless.

It was a waste of time.