secret orders for entering and leaving Yunding Xian Palace. One is in a small pavilion in the south of the mountain, and the other is in a pool in the north of the mountain.Let me know if you have any...The same sentence, when said by Chu Mi, could just be a joke. Because he was only using the sentence to deceive people.

But when Dante Ching-Shan spoke it, the meaning was entirely different. Because he had truly fought for this statement for many years and held steadfast to it for many years.

Jiang Wang hesitated for a moment and explained, "Island Master, I... between me and Bi Zhu, the Granny of Fishing Sea Pavilion..."

Ding Jingshan interrupted him: "I don't care how Elder Bijzhu died, nor do I care about your grievances. I tell you this not to criticize you or ask anything of you."

“You are a genius, there is no doubt about it, Jiang Wang.”

Ding Jingshan said, “I only hope you can hear it in your ears and remember it in your heart. One day in the future, you will also be able to tell this sentence to others.”

This is purely a conversation between veteran and rookie soldiers. It's an expectation of the latter from a warrior who has been fighting in the chaotic world for years. Without any other extraneous things.

Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, then said, "I think this mountain will have a name in the future."

When the war between the human and sea races ended, the Netherworld became a place of residence for some humans. Naturally, names would be given to this place. People are good at giving their homes various meaningful names.

Ding Jingshan smiled and said, "Go back, I have nothing else to do."

Jiang Wang bowed deeply with respect. He realized that the person sitting before him was a true hero, a pure defender of the sea frontier. Perhaps he wasn't widely known in this world, and maybe few people even knew of his existence.

But that does not detract from its greatness.

This meeting with Ding Jingshan seemed to yield nothing, yet it also felt like I had gained a lot.

The world is vast, and the more we see, the smaller we feel.

After going down the mountain for a while, a voice came chasing from beside: "Master, Master! Please wait!"

With no one else around, Jiang Wang turned his head and saw Chu Mi hurrying over.

At first, he was still thinking if Fu Yanqing was with Chu Mi. Although he guessed wrong at the time, this guy really didn't give up. He is truly a "persistent" scammer.

Jiang Wang flicked his sleeves, calmly observing him, wanting to see what other tricks he had up his sleeve.

Then Zhu Mi walked closer. Without a word, he bowed deeply, his head almost touching the ground: "Sir, I was blind and disrespectful these past few days. Please accept my apology!"

"What are you trying to say"

"To be honest!" Chu Mi stood up straight, her expression now filled with anguish, tears welling up and flowing: "Chu has been in this bewildering realm, longing for the great heavenly lord, for far too long! When I learned of your identity that day, I was overcome with excitement and ran home to cry my heart out. After crying, when I came back, you were already gone to the wilderness. You don't know what kind of life I've been living here..."

“Wait, I’m not some kind of righteous judge.” Jiang Wang quickly interrupted. “I’m the kind that deals with people and kills them. If you have grievances, you've come to the wrong person.”

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“You're being too modest!” Chu Mi wiped away her tears: “You are incredibly handsome, radiating brilliance. You became a fourth-rank Qingpai at such a young age, trained personally by the God Catcher, and upon arriving at Floating Island, you were received by Ding Island Lord… If you aren't the Great Celestial Official, who could possibly be”

Nothing that Chu Mi said could be connected to Lord Qitian.

Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

This is saying that he comes from a good background and has a strong family history.

I couldn't help but chuckle wryly, shaking my head. At what point did I become the type of person mistaken for a spoiled second-generation rich kid

"Just spit it out, what's going on Don't cry in front of me, it's creepy."

"Uh…" Chu Mi quickly wiped away her tears: "It's like this, sir. I want to ask for your help and clear my name. I was framed! There are still three years left on my sentence in the Labyrinth, and I really can't stay here any longer..."

Saying that, he passed a storage box to her, concealing it with the sleeve of his robe.

Here, Jiang Wang finally understood. This kid mistook him for a powerful second-generation ancestor who came to the Illusory Realm to gild himself. He wanted to bribe him to wash away his crimes and leave the Illusory Realm early.

I've only met Jiang Wang once, but no matter what his status or situation is, he seems to be able to think of a way to use him. He's really quick-witted. He's quite talented...

Jiang Wang took a step back, turned around and walked away: "I guess I can't repay your innocence."

This fellow named Chu Mi, no matter what he did to end up in the Spirit Realm as punishment, his skilled bribery tactics alone would make it hard for him to claim innocence.

This is just a test.

"Sir!" Zhu Mi hurried to catch up: "I know you are used to riches and luxury, so you might not look down on these things. However, I have good goods, really good goods."

Jiang Wang didn't even have the interest to listen to what his good wares were. He simply turned around and smiled at him, "I came to the Demon Realm for a reason, my time is precious. So please, don't bother me anymore,"

Chu Mi was originally talking non-stop, but when he met Jiang Wang's gaze, he immediately stopped.

That gaze didn't seem fierce, but it sent a chill down his spine.

Even though he was an outer court disciple, just like Jiang Wang, his imagined identity gap instilled a deep sense of fear within him.

“Understood…”

Jiang Wang turned and left directly, unwilling to pay any more attention.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

But as soon as he turned and took two steps, the ground suddenly shook violently.

He instantly drew his sword and turned around, but he saw that Zhu Mi had also subconsciously adopted a defensive posture—in that instant, they both thought the other had suddenly attacked.

Please provide me with the text you would like to translate. I can help with that!

But he immediately reacted, realizing it wasn't the other party's doing. It was the entire floating island that was trembling violently.

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What happened

They both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

The answer appeared quickly.

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Because a powerful voice, had already come down "pressing" everywhere.

"Ding Jingshan! Come out and die!"

The sound was like a mountain descending from the sky, pressing down on one's ears until they almost felt shattered.

After that sound came a series of shrill screams.

As they soared into the sky, they looked out and saw that from all directions, countless panicked human cultivators were frantically rushing towards the floating island at a desperate pace.

Those are extraordinary cultivators who have undergone trials in the wilds!

And from all directions, people were running back, which itself proves...there are powerful enemies approaching from all sides. In other words, the entire floating island has been surrounded!

The war in the Dingwei region has arrived... so suddenly.

A series of commands have been issued, spreading across the entire island.

"Enemy attack!"

"Form the formation!"

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"All personnel, heed the call to arms! Assemble in battle formation!"

The entire Dingwei floating island mobilized instantly.

Crowds of cultivators soared into the air, awaiting orders.

A colorless, spherical dome rose up, enveloping the entire Dingwei Floating Island.

And Ding Jingshan's voice also rolled out—

"Bai Xiang Wang! It seems you have already set your own death date!"

The assailant.

The White Elephant King of the Hai Clan!too.>She elbowed the stiffly seated and intently staring Murong Longce beside her: "Stop pretending. Isn't she beautiful">Gazing at the martial arts stage, Murong Long replied in a soft voice, “It’s j...