"I never imagined that the Nine Provinces of the Human Race still existed deep in the other shore, and that I was completely unaware of such important information back then. Is it just a coincidence?"
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head. Ever since he understood fate, he knew that there was no such thing as coincidence in this world. Behind every coincidence, there was a mastermind.
"It seems that someone deliberately prevented me from entering the Nine Provinces of Humanity back then. Could it be one of those two beings?"
Unable to come up with an answer, he quickly stopped thinking about it, realizing that pondering these questions was utterly useless when one lacked the necessary strength.
"Let's explore the Nine Provinces first. The human cultivators from ancient times are truly something to look forward to." Zhou Qingfeng smiled and followed the guidance of fate toward the human settlement.
He learned from fate that the place he was currently in was called Yunzhou, one of the Nine Provinces.
"I suppose Fang Xiu might also be in Yunzhou. After all, I have an anchor point in him, and I can clearly feel that my fate is intertwined with Yunzhou."
With the possibility of meeting Fang Xiu in his heart, Zhou Qingfeng soon arrived at a dilapidated immortal city. Looking at the immortal city, which could almost be called ruins, he couldn't help but frown.
"It seems that the people of Kyushu are also living in dire straits. This magnificent city is now only ruins, and there is a faint eerie aura spreading from it. It must have been invaded by a strange force not long ago."
Soon, Zhou Qingfeng entered the dilapidated immortal city. Although the immortal city was in ruins, people still lived there, and many cultivators came and went, busy with their work.
The shop owners whose shops were destroyed then set up stalls on the street with their employees to sell their wares, adding a touch of vibrancy to the immortal city.
As an outsider, Zhou Qingfeng did not make a big fuss. Instead, he first familiarized himself with the environment and gained a basic understanding of the current situation in Kyushu before making any plans.
He blended silently into the crowd, listening to the conversations of those around him.
"That damned Zhou the Demon has caused the destruction and death of our Flowing Cloud Immortal Dynasty!"
"Shh! Fellow Daoist, keep your voice down. That Old Demon Zhou is the number one demon in the Nine Provinces, with great supernatural powers, and is also known as the Divine Strategist. If you speak ill of him behind his back, be careful that he doesn't come after you."
"Bah! So what if he hears? My Baicaotang's thousand-year-old reputation was destroyed in an instant because of the aftermath of his destruction of the Liuyun Immortal Dynasty's palace! This is an irreconcilable feud! Let alone letting him hear it, even if he appeared in front of me right now, I would definitely make him taste the power!"
Zhou Qingfeng listened quietly to what was happening and noticed that most of the people were discussing a man named Zhou Laomo. This place was supposedly once known as the Liuyun Immortal Dynasty, but it was destroyed because of Zhou Laomo, which made the people hate him to the bone.
This week, Old Demon Zhou was truly ruthless to destroy a country single-handedly.
Zhou Qingfeng frowned slightly. He had always wanted to protect the human race, and he was disgusted by this kind of senseless killing and destruction of families and countries. He had a vague idea of acting on behalf of Heaven to uphold justice.
With this thought in mind, he slowly walked to the stall of Baicaotang, a gentle and refined smile on his face, intending to ask about information about Old Demon Zhou: "Greetings, fellow Daoist."
The shopkeeper, who had just been indignant, immediately put on a big smile when he saw a customer arrive, but the smile suddenly froze.
He was completely petrified, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he stared intently at Zhou Qingfeng, his body trembling involuntarily.
Seeing the shopkeeper's expression, Zhou Qingfeng frowned, puzzled.
What's going on? Why does the shopkeeper look at me like that, as if he's seen a raging flood? Does he know I'm not from Kyushu?
Zhou Qingfeng looked down at his ancient costume and didn't notice anything wrong. He had changed into ancient costume before entering the city because he was worried that people would recognize him as not being a local.
"Fellow Daoist?" he called out tentatively.
Unexpectedly, the man seemed to wake from a dream, shivering violently. He instinctively took two steps back, then collapsed to the ground, his face pale with fright. Trembling, he pointed at Zhou Qingfeng and cried out, "Zhou... Old Demon Zhou!!"
His voice was so loud it was like a hundred shrewish women yelling at the top of their lungs, instantly echoing throughout the entire street.
These three words seemed like some kind of unspeakable curse, causing the scene to fall silent. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look in their direction.
Then... everyone's face turned pale in an instant, their expressions mirroring those of the Baicaotang shopkeeper.
Zhou Qingfeng was stunned, pointing to himself incredulously, "Me? Old Devil Zhou?"
The eerie silence around him made him look around, only to be even more bewildered, because everyone looked at him as if he were a monster, their eyes filled with fear.
He opened his mouth: "Gentlemen..."
He'd barely uttered two words when... swish swish swish!
People on the street transformed into streaks of light and scattered in all directions.
Some even screamed in terror, "Run! Old Devil Zhou is back!"
"Help! I don't want to be in any bloodshed!"
In the blink of an eye, everyone on the street had run away, leaving Zhou Qingfeng all alone, bewildered in the wind.
Zhou Qingfeng: "........."
He stood there for a long time before he came to his senses.
What's going on? Why are these people from Kyushu so afraid of me? And why are they calling me Old Devil Zhou? This is clearly my first time in Kyushu!
Did they mistake me for someone else, or does that old demon Zhou from Kyushu look a lot like me?
Before he could think it through, more than a dozen streaks of light rushed in from afar, carrying a soaring killing intent.
Before my eyes were a dozen or so men, their eyes filled with hatred, their hatred so intense it was almost visceral.
"Old Demon Zhou, prepare to die!"
"Old Demon Zhou, you plotted to kill my Daoist partner! Today I will make you pay for this in blood!"
"Old Devil Zhou, do you still remember me? Back then, you casually uttered a word about a bloody disaster, and it took my father's life. Today, even if we die, we will still splatter your blood!"
Zhou Qingfeng: "......."
A series of terrifying attacks, carrying dazzling immortal light, hurtled towards Zhou Qingfeng, revealing destructive power and thunderous roars.
These dozen or so people were all at the Immortal Lord level, and there were even some Immortal Venerables.
A change of fate.
Zhou Qingfeng casually used a divine power of fate to transfer his fate of being struck to the stone by the roadside, and immediately, a strange scene appeared.
The terrifying attacks veered in front of him and struck the rocks beside him.
Boom boom boom!
The poor stone shattered into pieces, turning into a pile of dust that dissipated in the wind.
"Gentlemen, are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else? This is my first time here," Zhou Qingfeng explained.
However, all I got in return was merciless abuse.
"Old Devil Zhou, even if you turned to ashes, I would still recognize you!"
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