C1 Four Great Cities

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Tens of thousands of years ago, on the great lands of the Eastern World, it was like hell on earth, a chaotic battle between demons and rivers of blood …

After the chaotic battle, peace was gradually restored. It was only because the Black Stone Mountain Range in the City of Taihuo suddenly erupted in flames, forming a huge crater. It was a natural hell furnace, and Heavenly Sword Immortal suppressed the group of devils here.

The peace extended to a thousand years ago, when mankind was once again met with a calamity. That was the cruelty of war, causing the divine land of the east to once again flow with rivers of blood.

Fire was everywhere, the people were in a state of disarray, and all sorts of forces were rising one after another, establishing themselves as kings. There were no heads on the entire continent, and it was a world where people fought for each other's lives.

Among the large and small cities, the four most powerful ones were the ones: the City Lord Mo Dongcheng, the City Lord Fu Xilei, the City Lord Tian Ming, the City Lord Long, the Four Blessed Cities, and the City Lord Bu Jinqi.

The four major cities were constantly looting and killing smaller cities and cities, and had annexed clans of all kinds. They were roughly equal in power, material resources and financial resources.

On the surface, the four noble families were all innocent, but their low status caused the microwaves to surge, waiting for the right moment.

And the one that triggered the chaotic battles between the four major cities was the legendary World Treasure, Tongzhu.

Tongzhu. It was a blood jade that was slightly larger than an ordinary pearl formed from the spirit energy of the world. Its entire body was as bright red as a burning flame.

Ever since Pan Gu split the sky and split the earth, the pearl had absorbed over ten thousand years of essence of all living things in the world and finally took form.

Later on, this Snow Mountain clansman gave the pearl to their clan leader as a treasure. However, this pearl was swallowed by the Cloud Golden City and thus naturally fell into the hands of the city lord, Mo Dongcheng.

When Prime Minister Mo Dong received the pearl, his eyes lit up with excitement. Judging from his 8th Stage Qi Disciple cultivation, this bead would definitely be beneficial to his cultivation.

He was even sensitive to the fresh air that came from the pearl, the purest scent of nature.

Once a person refines this bead and expels the accumulated cultivation waste gas out of their body, a steady flow of natural Yang Qi will be injected into their body, replenishing the waste gas from their Qi channels, and their Yang Qi will fill their dantian. This will greatly increase their power, allowing them to break through the Qi Disciple level faster, and after a long time, they will reach the extremely high level of the Qi Sect.

It was a pity that Mo Dongcheng did not know how to refine Tongzhu, and just using his energy to cultivate, not only did it not greatly increase his strength, it had also allowed Tongzhu to absorb his true qi, resulting in him failing. Therefore, he could only keep the Tongzhu and study it in the future, or perhaps ask the experts to guide him in refining Tongzhu.

Jinling City, as its name implied, was rich and prosperous. It was in the fourth month of the year, with rain falling in clear weather and flowers blooming everywhere.

A picture of prosperity and prosperity began to unfold: the city was packed with cars, endless streams of people, empty streets, shops that could not be seen even once in a while, goods that could not be seen once in a while, all sorts of noises and sounds from all kinds of places, all kinds of smells in the air that made people breathless, the flow of people still moved slowly and nervously …

What a great picture of the river.

"The Mayor is back!" A joyous cry pierced through the air like a sharp knife, waking everyone's brain.

All the people running around heard the sound of the hooves shaking the world. They all turned their heads around and quickly opened a path, bowing their heads in greeting.

He saw a large group of people rushing over like an unstoppable flood, with the leader being the City Lord of Nanjing, Fu Xieli. He rode a tall horse that looked like a fierce and fat horse, like an eagle, like a wolf, like a tiger, and was incomparably imposing.

He swept his eyes over the crowd. Wherever he went, the people felt their blood run cold, and they felt a sense of respect and fear.

Seeing everyone lower their heads, a satisfied expression appeared on Fu Xielei's face. The moustache on his face rose and fell. When he was middle-aged, he was forty years old without any doubt. To be able to achieve such a feat while being at his most exuberant, he naturally became as spirited as a youth.

He quickly drew his broadsword from the horse and pointed it at the sky while shouting out his assent. His subordinates behind him also started to shout along with him.

They were extremely excited, and their voices shook the heavens. From this, it could be seen that their harvest this time was extremely bountiful. Their mood was so high that it was like a torrential river flowing down a thousand miles …

Wherever Fu Xielei went, there would be waves after waves of commotion. A group of people had left the city, leaving behind a trail of dust.

Watching them leave, everyone couldn't recover their wits for a long time. Respect, excitement, pride, honor, happiness …

Everyone's blood was boiling as the entire city burst into cheers …

In the evening, the entire city was decorated with lanterns and banners. It wasn't until midnight that people were willing to return home, and the entire Jinling City returned to a rare tranquility.

The sky above Tian Ming City was filled with multicolored light. The entire city was gilded and bathed in this warm color.

"Aooo!"

A loud screech pierced the skies, causing those who were walking on the streets to look up only to see a giant eagle soaring down from the skies.

Its feathers were colorful, and its gaze was like lightning as it swiftly struck down. Its talons were like hooks as they clawed through the harmonious air particles. Following that, one could faintly hear the sound of countless particles exploding.

The giant condor flapped its wings twice, and a gust of wind blew down from the sky. The dust on the ground flew up, filling the air with yellow sand. This was the Divine Condor.

When they raised their heads again, they saw that there was a calm and composed old man sitting on top of the Divine Condor. He also looked to be a hundred years old man with long white hair and a long beard, dressed in white clothes like an immortal's pill.

When people saw him, they were all shocked. They stood there blankly, eyes full of worship. They even forgot to salute as they helplessly watched the Divine Condor fly towards the Long family's residence.

Only after a long time did the crowd come back to their senses. They were all guessing that something had happened to the Long family, or that there was some sort of important decision, that even the Assembly of Patriarchs had sent representatives.

The luxurious main courtyard of the Long family covered the ground for a few thousand square meters. At this moment, every branch of the Long family's main clan had already gathered in the courtyard. There were at least seven to eight hundred people.

Amongst them, most of them were young and talented, and they were all at least Stage Three Qi Disciples.

Seeing that the Divine Condor had arrived, everyone bowed down in salute, respectfully welcoming the arrival of the Long family's elder group's representative, the Dragon Step Art.

After the Divine Condor gently landed on the ground, Long Yi stood up and gently leaped up before landing on the ground without a sound. He slowly walked past the crowd with a fiery gaze and incomparable majesty …

City Lord Long was famous, and also the head of the Long family. He took a few steps forward and bowed: "Uncle, please take a seat."

Long Duo lightly nodded his head as he leisurely strode forward and calmly sat on the large dragon throne, still maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.

"Eldest Uncle, today is the day of the Long family's Qi Measuring Technique that occurs once every three years. I will have to trouble you to take care of it." When Long Shengming saw that the Dragon Step Art had stabilized, he started to speak.

"Mm …" Dragon Step Art gave a light snort as a response. Only then did his gaze sweep across all the young talents present and roughly judge who was the genius this time around.

His gaze came to rest on a young girl of about sixteen or seventeen. She was handsome, with a picturesque face, a delicate and pretty face, and a well-built body. She exuded an aura of transcendence.

Dragon Step Art stared blankly at her and began to lose his composure. He could vaguely feel a kind of light that was sensitive to his nerves. He could already smell the mysterious aura coming from her body. Could it be … Was it true qi at the seventh level of the Qi Method?

How was this possible? At her young age, she had already broken through the fifth level of the 'Berserk' realm and reached the seventh level!

Could it be that this girl had been training diligently since she was a child? In addition, she was also extremely intelligent. With the guidance of an expert, it was impossible for her to reach such a level.

She was a genius.

"Uncle, can we start now?" Long Shengming respectfully reminded, interrupting Long Zhaofeng's train of thoughts.

"Mm …" Long Bu's words were like gold, he then came back to his senses and slowly took out the Long family's inherited jade stone. As long as one was a Qi Cultivator, they would be able to touch this magical stone with their hands, then the Qi Cultivation Stage in their body would be very clear.

Seeing Long Duo taking out a few jades, Long Shengming announced: "We will now start the Qi Measuring Technique. The older ones will be the first to arrive."

His age was two years older than Long Shengming, he was born with a lower status than Long Shengming, and his status was lower than Long Shengming, so his own cultivation was not strong enough, so he lowered his head and walked in front of Long Duo Jue, waiting for Long Shengming's permission, then reached out to touch the jade stone.

"Qi Gong level six." The Dragon Step Art spoke faintly.

He shook his head with a sigh, bowed, and walked away in shame.

Long Shengming walked up to Long Dazhi and bowed in greeting. Only when Long Dazhi nodded his head in approval did he place his hand on the jade stone.

"Eight Stage of Qi."

Long Shengming bowed and took his leave. He sighed in his heart. Breaking through Stage Nine of the Qi Method and reaching the advanced stage of the Qi Sect would still require a long period of time. The key was to see if his plan was accurate or not.

Actually, Long Shengming wasn't a genius, and his training level in qi arts was only mediocre.

In these forty years, if not for his diligent training, coupled with the pointers from an expert, the immortal medicine would be used to supplement his cultivation. At most, he would be at the low level of Stage Eight of Qi Method, not at his current high level.

He had been retired for twenty-one years, and his fellow doyens lived at the Qiao manor near the Black Stone Mountain Range. Not even the younger generation of the Long family had seen him, they had only heard that among their ancestors there was a godlike expert, one hundred and fifty-three years old, whose Qi cultivation had already broken through to the ninth phase, and he was already a genius level since he was young.

"Seventh Stage of the Qi Method."

"Qi Gong level six."

"Fourth Stage of Qi."

"Fifth Stage of the Qi Method."

"Third Stage of the Qi Method."

"Third Stage of the Qi Method."

"..."

Most of the youths under the age of thirty were at the advanced stage of Stage Four, with very few people breaking through to Stage Five. Most of the youths under the age of thirty were at the advanced stage of Stage Four, where very few people were at Stage Five.

"Seventh Stage of the Qi Method."

As soon as his voice fell, everyone was astonished. Their gazes all landed on that sixteen or seventeen year old young girl, and they were extremely envious.

"Genius!" Someone reacted first.

"Ah!" Another wave of exclamations. Everyone began to discuss among themselves …

"What's your name?" The Dragon Step Art finally couldn't hold itself back any longer. It looked at the genius in front of it with admiration and its eyes emitted a light of incomparable gratification.

"My name is Long Sudan, my father's daughter." Long Sudan calmly replied with the composure of a young and mature person.

"Uncle, he's my youngest daughter and is naturally intelligent. Normally, I would make her train diligently, so of course uncle would rarely see her." Long Shengming said proudly.

Long Shengming had three sons. His eldest son was Long Ri, 22 years old, and his Qi was at Stage Six. His second son was Long Yue, 20 years old, and his Qi was at Stage Five. His third son was Long Xing, 18 years old, and his Qi was at Stage Four.

As long as one broke through to the fifth phase of the Qi Method, they would be able to cut their way through the air even within a hundred steps.

The power of the sixth section was ten times stronger than the fifth section. When one reached the seventh section, they would be able to form a weapon with Qi. The power would be even stronger, but it would take a lot of effort to reach that stage.

Long Bu Jue nodded and sighed: "You're still young, but your Qi has already reached the seventh phase. What a rare sight, genius."

"Thank you, eldest uncle." Long Su Dan calmly said with a sense of honor and shame.

"Good, good, good. It's rare for our Long family to have such a genius. With such great reputation, I'll go back and ask the elders to let us cultivate her properly." Only those who loved each other with their dragon steps would have such a strong heart.

"Of course it's a good thing. Please take care of yourself, Uncle." Long Shengming was overjoyed.

There was another big commotion …

The full moon was shining through the clouds of the four cities. Several hundred miles of the city was filled with people of various sizes. Most of the people in the city had come from business backgrounds, and the Wealthy Class aristocrats had also gathered here.

In the land of fireworks, beauties were as numerous as the clouds, and laughter could be heard incessantly. There was an endless stream of rich young masters who came here to play and have fun.

The men and women there were all hugging each other, hugging each other, drinking and dreaming.

"Young master Bu, don't leave. You can stay tonight!" A woman's coquettish voice was drowned out by a burst of musky laughter.

Outside the gate of the Yi Red Courtyard, a robust young man of about twenty-five hugged a beauty and teased reluctantly, "Lan, I need to go home tonight. My father has already sent someone to send me back. I'll come back tomorrow."

The woman called Lan'er raised her head. Her gaze moved around as she smiled charmingly. She didn't hesitate to push the man's embrace away. She pretended to be angry and didn't want to bother with him anymore.

"Lan, don't be angry." The man took a few steps forward and embraced the girl's slender waist as he tried to curry favor with her.

Lan'er turned her head and coquettishly poked the man's head with her finger. "Bu Hu, I'll believe you again. Next time, you can't let me see the light of day again."

"Got it."

Bu Hu smirked and used his index finger to hook up Lan Er's chin. He looked at her seductive eyes and then down at her delicate cherry lips. He couldn't help but want to kiss her.

Lan'er pushed him away, turned her head, and walked in with her graceful figure. Bu Hu looked meaningfully at her men and women who had merged into their madness. He turned around, sneered, and returned to his residence.

City Lord Bu Jinqi was sitting in the grand hall with his eyes closed.

He looked to be about fifty years old, but his skin was as smooth as jade. He wore a yellow brocade robe, and there were colorful dragons and phoenixes entwined around him, making him look like a king.

Bu Hu was the only son of Bu Jinqi. He was born to be a romantic and sinister man. Like all the other playboys, he was rich and proud. His cultivation had always been stuck at the Qi Cultivating Stage.

The main reason was because Bu Hu was an only child and was spoiled by his mother since he was young. No one forced him to practice Qi. Bu Jinqi was also someone with a soft ear, so he would listen to his wife and let Bu Hu develop his personality.

These years, he had focused all his energy on expanding his territory and cultivating Qi Arts. Now that his territory had expanded and his Qi Cultivation Method had reached the eighth phase intermediate stage, he could finally relax. He had to take care of this good-for-nothing son of his.

"Dad, it's so late, why aren't you resting?" Bu Hu walked into the main hall with a calm and composed expression on his face.

"Sit down first, I have something to ask you." Bu Jinqi opened his eyes and said seriously.

Seeing his father's serious expression, Bu Hu could only obediently sit down and respectfully say, "Father, go ahead and ask!"

Bu Jinqi said, "What stage have you reached in your qigong training?"

Bu Hu was most afraid of his father asking him this question. He hadn't been able to make any progress, so he could only embarrassedly say, "Prepare to enter the second phase."

"What?" Bu Jinqi frowned and angrily said, "Are you really the son of me, Bu Jinqi? If most people train harder, they would already have broken through the fifth level at your age, but now you are telling me that you are just about to train to the second level. If this were to spread out, we would really lose all our family's face. "Humph!"

Bu Jinqi slapped the table and stood up in anger. With his back facing Bu Hu, he said, "Tell me, who else do you think our Bu Family can count on?" I am also old. If the external enemy were to be immersed in it, our Four Blessed Cities would be swallowed up by others and our families would be destroyed. Have you ever thought about this, son? I truly regret that I did not properly discipline you since you were young, which is why you are such a failure right now! "

Bu Jinqi was in deep grief.

"Dad, calm down first." Bu Hu stood up and consoled him, "I will do my best."

Bu Jinqi's anger had not yet subsided. He turned around and said, "Young Mighty won't work hard, while our boss will feel sad for him. It's too late to work hard now!"

Although Bu Hu was a very cool kid, he was very tactful. He calmly replied, "Dad, your son has a way to raise his Qi cultivation level in a short period of time."

Bu Jinyun was slightly surprised, but he was still curious, "Oh …" "Then tell me."

Bu Hu slowly said, "I don't know if father has ever heard, but the mayor of the Cloud Golden City, Mo Dongcheng, obtained a treasure from a high mountain tribe called Tongzhu, which was condensed from the essence energy of the world. If a person ingested this pearl, they would be able to obtain limitless strength, which would be even more beneficial to the cultivation of Qi Method."

Bu Jinqi had naturally heard of this item before, but he didn't know if it was true or not. As he heard Bu Hu's words, his heart stirred and a desire to plunder surged up within his heart. "Of course I've heard of this, but it belongs to someone else."

"Father, with your strength, you can definitely defeat Mo Dongcheng. snatch the Tongzhu. " Bu Hu was extremely ambitious as he said in a flustered manner.

Bu Jinqi shook his head, "You're underestimating Mo Dongcheng too much. His Qi has already reached Stage Eight, and his strength is on par with mine. How can I be sure that I can win against him?"

Bu Hu thought for a moment and proudly said, "Don't worry father, I have a hermit under my command. He has a skill, which is a kind of illusion technique, which uses music to get into one's ears, and disturb one's brain, thus causing people to lose their sanity. This illusion technique is the most effective in dealing with people with high Qi skills.

Upon hearing Bu Hu's words, Bu Jinqi asked in disbelief, "Is there really such an evil spell?"

"Father does indeed!" Bu Hu said affirmatively.

Although Bu Jinqi wanted that pearl very much, he wanted to use this demonic technique to obtain it. If others knew about this, it would be very disgraceful.

"Hu'er, let's leave this matter for now. We'll talk about it in the future."

"Yes …" But, Father, if you ever think it through, tell me and I'll bring that man here. "

Bu Hu knew that his father had been persuaded, but he found it hard to accept using such methods to obtain the Tongzhu beads.

"Alright …" Bu Jinqi was still thinking.

"Then I'll take my leave first. Father, rest early. "

"Go." Bu Jinqi waved his hand and Bu Hu left.

"Yes."