Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

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Before the dawn is not the limit for the Taoist, but for Shui Lingyue.

Shui Lingyue hid under the red quilt, a strand of hair damp with sweat sticking to her cheek. Peeking out with her embarrassed and flushed half-face, she said, "Yi Taoist, what did you want to tell me earlier?"

Yi Chen replied gently, "There was something, but not anymore~" Explore more stories with My Virtual Library Empire

"Rest up."

Gently patting Shui Lingyue's jade back, cradling her like a pipa placed askew in his embrace, Yi Chen smacked his lips and soothed Shui Lingyue into a deep sleep.

Moments later, his eyes suddenly opened.

He could see the lifespan entry in the virtual panel before his eyes had changed.

His lifespan had unexpectedly increased from 1200 to 1266.

"Wasn't it supposed to be an extension of thirty years? Why has it almost doubled?"

For a moment, Yi Chen couldn't help but widen his eyes; a conjecture suddenly emerged in his mind.

As the saying goes, "Without Yin, there is no birth; without Yang, there's no growth." Combined, the Yin and Yang engender all things.

Could it be that his Pure Yang foundation meeting with the blood of the Yin scale had undergone some mysterious change, leading to this unexpected doubling?

Upon careful reflection, Yi Chen felt that the resentment that had been accumulating in his heart had also dissipated quite a bit, as though a piece of glass had been wiped clean of its dust.

If it were to be described in two words, that would be, "bright and clear!"

"Ling Yue, get up, look inward at yourself and see if there's any change." Yi Chen's face showed a hint of pleasant surprise; he found that Shui Lingyue's temperament differed greatly from before.

There was a sense of being exceedingly ethereal, harmonious, and perfect.

He gave Abbess Shuiyue's perky buttocks a gentle slap, intending to wake the sleeping lamb, only to find that perhaps she was too exhausted, the jade beauty in his arms just tightened her embrace, mumbling, "Taoist, stop hitting."

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen was immediately covered in sweat...

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Before the dawn.

A thousand miles away, within a concealed dip in the mountains.

Fu Canglong, dressed in a purple robe, stood with his hands behind his back, letting the mountain wind whip his robe about fiercely.

"Has everyone arrived?"

He turned around and inquired of the two people leading the line-up.

"Reporting to the Sir, everything is arranged properly; as per your secret orders, those pulled for this mission are all elites from our Hall of War, absolutely reliable," a monk in a vermillion robe said resolutely.

"Reporting to the Sir, the Wind Army's Lie Jiuxiao, leading seventeen brave generals, has taken their positions. We await your command," a man in iron armor with a dark face said, giving Fu Canglong a salute.

"Very good."

"General Jiuxiao, thank the Wind Commander for me."

"Gentlemen, the Jiangnan Circuit has become tainted. Now, there are those who have forgotten who truly owns this land."

"The Carefree King has no regard for law and his crimes are too numerous to record. He has now gone mad. Today, I have attained the True Monarch realm, and my first act is to uproot this cancer."

"We shall strike like thunder to shatter the darkness! Wan Sheng!" Fu Canglong drew his saber, resoundingly pointing it to the sky.

"Wan Sheng!" everyone shouted in unison.

An eerie black cloud hung high above their heads, containing all sounds and breaths of the people underneath it.

In the dip of the mountain, Fu Canglong, looking down at the fifty-four True Person Realm masters before him, nodded in satisfaction. When heaven wants to bring doom, it first makes one mad. The Carefree King used to be a good dog, aware of the times, knowing when to advance or retreat, never touching what he wasn't supposed to touch.

He had been spared previously because of his sensible decisions and someone pleading on his behalf. Furthermore, the Carefree King had made no small contribution to stabilizing the underground forces of the Jiangnan Circuit.

But now, that dog had changed, secretly weaving a vast network and amassing power that even he found alarming.

This was his oversight due to extreme indulgence in cultivation, allowing the Carefree King to grow too powerful.

This time, having obtained the Xuan Yuan Pill within the Secret Realm and successfully advanced to the True Monarch realm, today was the time to clean house thoroughly.

However, even lions utilize their full strength when hunting rabbits; for safety, he had requested eighteen more experts from the Wind Commander. Tonight, he was determined to leave no one alive in the Carefree Mansion.

"March!"

At his command, fifty-four superior dragon-steeds with wings on their ribs soared into the sky, carrying the fifty-four True Person Realm masters.

The dragon-steeds were clad in black iron armor, revealing only their indifferent eyes. The armor was engraved with ancient runes, their auras subtly interconnected.

The knights on the dragon-steeds each had an imposing manner, with the lowest cultivation among them above the third layer of the True Person Realm.

Under the cover of the weird dark clouds overhead, the group flew at high speed and soon arrived at Panlong Peak.

The thirty-six elites from the Hall of War formed a formation, surrounding the vast Panlong Peak, while the elites from the Wind Army formed a second encirclement to deal with any fish that slipped through the net.

Lie Jiuxiao sat astride a dragon-steed, his sharp gaze fixed on his colleagues from the Hall of War.

The Hall of War members, well-trained, each took out a very long green flagpole and smashed it down into the ground. In an instant, thirty-six giant flag shadows rose under the night sky,

forming a grand formation that covered all of Panlong Peak.

Countless stars fell from the sky, converging on the flagpoles, which, in turn, connected to the splendid stellar power on the black spears of the Hall of War cultivators.

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