"You... are such a spendthrift."
At this moment, Zhou Mu felt extremely distressed.
That was a Saint-level spiritual artifact, worth countless rare and precious materials, but in the end, this guy refined it into two rings.
At this moment, he was furious, and his expression changed as he looked at Lu Shan.
If he had a knife next to him right now, he would definitely draw it without hesitation and kill this guy.
"I must have been a wicked person in my past life."
"You actually know about your past life? That's amazing," Lu Shan said, feigning surprise.
"No……"
Zhou Mu gritted his teeth in anger, "If not, then why did I have to meet an idiot like you in this life? Ugh, I'm not going to talk about it anymore, the more I talk about it, the angrier I get."
Upon seeing this, Lu Shan took out the two refined rings from his bosom and handed one to Zhou Mu.
His tone was somewhat low.
"I'm not saying this because, although there aren't many customs in the Desolate Heaven Domain, we still come from that world, so we can't be without the proper sense of ceremony. This ring can be considered an engagement token. Moreover, I had it specially crafted by someone special. In a critical moment, this ring can even save your life."
Zhou Mu smiled helplessly and accepted the ring.
"Forget it, what's done is done, there's no point in saying anything more. You mean well, and you've thought things through more comprehensively than I have."
He examined the ring closely.
In the middle of the ring, two characters are faintly visible: the character "Mu" from Zhou Mu and the character "Ye" from Ye Mu Jiu. There is also a small dot between "Mu" and "Jiu".
"You did a great job..."
At this moment, Zhou Mu couldn't help but smile.
The moment he received the ring, he felt a gentle power flow into his palm. In a short instant, his entire body felt as comfortable as if he were soaking in a hot spring, and his spiritual energy was greatly nourished and benefited.
Just as Lu Shan said, there was something special about this ring.
"Hahahaha... You scared me to death! I didn't make a mistake in acting first and informing later." Seeing Zhou Mu smile, Lu Shan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, slowly calmed down.
“If I didn’t care about these rituals, wouldn’t you be doing more harm than good?” Zhou Mu said.
Lu Shan shook his head. "No."
At this moment, he suddenly realized that there were only a few hours left until noon. If the Black Ice Platform failed to destroy the Azure Feather Holy Land, the Holy Sword would have to be returned.
Most importantly, he had already refined the Heavenly Saint Sword.
Thinking of this, he swallowed hard and looked at Zhou Mu, saying, "Brother Mu, tell me honestly, how confident are you about the Heavenly Feather Holy Land?"
Zhou Mu also noticed Lu Shan's worry. He looked out the window and smiled, then his expression gradually became serious. He said, "It's hard to say how confident we are, but if we don't get any news in another hour, then things will be in jeopardy."
"Then we'll see what happens in the next hour."
Upon hearing this, Lu Shan paused in his breathing and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
If I had known, I wouldn't have refined the ring so early. Otherwise, if Lin Yang asks me to compensate him with a Saint-level spiritual artifact, where am I supposed to find one?
...
Azure Feather Holy Land
Daylight broke.
At first, when it was just getting light, everyone was a little timid, but as the daylight faded and the rosy dawn faded, they gradually became bolder.
After a night of torment, everyone was on the verge of collapse. This was undoubtedly the most difficult night they had ever endured, and at this moment, they all began to imagine the bliss of the bed.
If this continues, everyone will start to wilt.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Quan was the first to walk out.
After standing for about fifteen minutes, Zhao Liujia, his body trembling and leaning on his cane under the sun, seemed unable to bear it any longer. He quickly ran out, supported Zhao Quan, and whispered, "Ancestor..."
Zhao Quan stroked his goatee and laughed loudly, "Gentlemen, you must have the courage to forge ahead."
The elders and the core leaders of the Cangyu Holy Land all felt somewhat ashamed, and then they went out to bask in the sunlight, feeling very good.
This feeling is like walking in the light again.
"Liujia, go with the Ancestor."
Zhao Quandao.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Liujia nodded and said, "Okay."
The old ancestor was referring to Chen Tai'a.
Now that the Azure Feather Holy Land has suffered such a great loss, it must demand an explanation.
Yang Zhifeng couldn't dissuade him either, but he hoped that Chen Tai'a wouldn't take his anger out on the Cangyu Holy Land.
Now that the Cangyu Holy Land has suffered such a huge loss, if it does not make any statement, then it will certainly have no place to stand in the Desolate Heaven Domain.
Actually, he had some selfish motives in this regard. With Zhao Quan gone, he could give an explanation to the vast number of disciples of the Cangyu Holy Land.
"Everyone, you may leave now."
After Yang Zhifeng spoke, everyone dispersed, and no one took Wentianlou's earlier words to heart.
At this moment, there are still two hours until noon.
Yuelai Inn
As the premier inn in Dahuang City, Yuelai Inn is undoubtedly one of the best in the city.
It is located in the very center of the Great Wilderness City. In this place where every inch of land is precious, it is ten times the size of an ordinary house. There are five huge lakes, and the pavilions in the lakes are especially unique.
Being in the middle of the lake feels like being in a paradise, surrounded by lush trees and beautiful scenery.
Without a doubt, this inn is not just an inn, but more like a villa, and a very, very large one at that.
Owning such a luxurious inn in such a location is undoubtedly a symbol of status and wealth.
There was a rumor that the Lord of the Sword God Temple had his eye on this inn and offered a large sum of money, but was rejected by the owner behind the Yue Lai Inn and did not suffer any retaliation.
This means that even the Sword God Palace is somewhat wary of the power behind Yuelai Inn.
At this moment, in the lake, a person sits cross-legged, wearing a somewhat old-looking bamboo hat, with faint tiger stripes on the bamboo pole.
They are fishing in the lake.
Small fish occasionally leap out of the water, playing and frolicking.
This person was none other than Chen Tai'a.
With a calm expression, he had no bait on his fishing hook, just a line hanging down, not even touching the surface of the lake, just floating on the water.
"Master, Zhao Quan from the Cangyu Holy Land requests an audience."
A person appeared silently and bowed respectfully.
Beneath his bamboo hat, Chen Tai'a calmly said, "I won't see you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man disappeared.
"How interesting, they actually want to pin this blame on me..."
Chen Tai'a's lips curved into a smile, his face full of wrinkles.
“Master, he said he won’t leave. If you don’t see him, he will stand at the door.”
The person reappeared behind him.
"Very well, Fang Sheng, come with me."
As Chen Tai'a spoke, he slowly stood up.
The fishing line leaped out of the water, revealing rows of fish biting the thin line. As they emerged, their tails thrashed, splashing water everywhere – a truly spectacular sight.
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