Chapter 48 Three-in-one [Thanks 200,000, 205,000...

The speed of the rollover was so fast that the Thousand-Faced Demon was caught off guard.

The moment Yan Luoyue revealed his identity, the "black-robed weapon refiner" involuntarily took a step back.

It was a shame for the demon who pretended to be a thousand-faced demon.

Originally, the best option for the Thousand-Faced Demon would have been to run away on the spot.

That way, it might still be able to find a glimmer of hope.

But the Thousand-Faced Demon is not known for its cunning and clever thinking.

On the contrary, this group has been criticized by humans for their overly ordinary and confident acting and rough eating habits.

The Thousand-Faced Demon did not choose to escape.

It knows that in human society, what children say is often not authoritative and is not believed.

After weighing the gap between himself and Yan Luoyue, the Thousand-Faced Demon felt that he still had hope of eating the target of his prey.

, After a brief pause, the Thousand-Faced Demon reacted quickly and turned the tables on the spot.

"Guoguo, why do you say that Senior Brother is pretending? You can't make such a joke."

Even if one cannot see the face under the awning, one can still hear how heartbroken the hoarse and trembling voice is.

"How dare you be so sure? Could it be... Could it be that my junior sister has already..."

The black-robed weaponsmith took a deep breath and said, "Are you the Thousand-Faced Demon?"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue couldn't help but look at this monster with new eyes, as it had mastered the technique of biting back.

Among the monsters who perfectly missed out on nine years of compulsory education, this monster's education level is probably at the kindergarten level.

It’s a pity that this monster doesn’t know that any performance he does is useless.

In order to have a general overview of all the guests, except for a few people, the rest were unfamiliar with him.

This person had more or less heard of the name Yan Bixin, and knew that Yan Bixin was a master of refining instruments, with superb skills and wonderful thoughts.

But as to what kind of person Master Yan was, everyone looked at each other, and no one could tell.

In this case, the words of the shopkeeper of Zhaoxinju, who was closest to Master Yan, were very supportive.

And he had just made an unequivocal judgment that this black-robed weapon refiner was a fake imposter.

Someone immediately asked the shopkeeper, "How did you determine his identity? Did you say there is a secret code between the masters?"

Not only the people present were concerned about this problem, even the Thousand-Faced Demon disguised as a black-robed weapon refiner could not help but prick up his ears to listen.

If there really is a secret code, then isn't it, isn't it...

After hearing the question, the shopkeeper chuckled and thought, is there any need to judge this?

If Master Yan was really here, and found out that his junior sister had been replaced by the Thousand-Faced Demon, do you think he would be singing, chanting, and acting here in grief and pain, trying to clear himself of the suspicion and find out the true identity of the demon in front of him?

No, he won't!

You all have underestimated Master Yan's desire to survive.

Master Yan would lift up his robe on the spot, revealing two long ostrich-like legs, and step like a windmill, running out of the attack range of the Thousand Faces Demon before considering whether he should speak!

After spending these years together, the shopkeeper has seen through everything.

In the face of danger, Master Yan is a real, pure person who is free from low-level concerns about face.

But in front of everyone, the shopkeeper has to maintain Master Yan's image and cannot just expose someone's past.

The shopkeeper stroked his beard and smiled calmly.

"Master Yan has something important to attend to today, so he has just said goodbye and left."

"And the master is very careful and has already warned me to be on guard against the Thousand-Faced Demon's 'rebellion'. When I saw the 'master' come back without saying a word about what happened before, I knew his identity must be fake."

The shopkeeper summarized the whole process succinctly.

These words were so convincing that the guests, who were originally confused about the current situation, reacted.

"The shopkeeper is right, and we are convinced."

"This Master Yan must be a fake. Take him down quickly and protect the little girl."

"Monster, today I will let you learn the skills of your grandpa!"

Although the Thousand-Faced Demon has not been transformed, there is an idiom in the world called "the situation is over."

But as it was being stared at by hundreds of monks, it knew with its toes that it would be difficult to escape.

In a hurry, the black-robed monster swallowed his saliva and performed a grade skipping on the spot, and his intelligence level rose directly from the small kindergarten class to the large kindergarten class.

It pointed at Yan Luoyue with one hand and at the shopkeeper with the other, shouting and yelling without caring about its image.

"I am dying now because they are the ones who conspired to kill me! After I die, you must take me as an example!"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

The lowest form of conspiracy theory often appears in its most blind form.

If there was a physical education teacher willing to teach this group of monster stories, this Thousand-Faced Demon would not say "take me as a mirror" instead of "take me as an example".

But conspiracy theories keep popping up because as long as the suspicion hits deep inside people's hearts, no matter how low-level the provocation is, people will fall for it.

Yan Luoyue glanced around and found that there was actually someone who subconsciously looked in Zhen Zhuo's direction.

As everyone knows, as soon as Zhen Zhuo's wife died, Lu fell into her hands.

The death of the young master of the Lu family was due to his involvement with the monster, and he was reported by his own wife out of loyalty to the emperor.

Under the heartfelt accusation of the black-robed weapon refiner, some people couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that this time the city lord is killing the donkey again?

Time and again, everyone around him is connected to monsters. This trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife is really used to perfection by the Acting City Lord.

Before everyone could continue to think in this direction, a question suddenly interrupted all their thoughts.

The little girl named Xing Biguo rolled up her sleeves and said clearly and crisply:

"Well, since you call yourself my senior brother, then you should recite the lines of the Thousand-Faced Demon in Monster Slayer!"

Black Robe Monster: "...Monster, kill?"

Although the Thousand-Faced Demon has a very low level of education, he has nothing to do with the word "graduation" in his life.

However, the spiritual realm of the black-robed monster still transcended the space and coincided with that of a well-known contributor to the plagiarism check.

It repeated the question twice in exactly the same tone as "What is CNKI?"

It said, "... Monster Kill, Monster Kill? - Monster Kill? Are you threatening me?"

Everyone: “…”

Wow, I've seen people surrender themselves before, but I've never seen anyone surrender themselves in such a comprehensive and point-to-point manner as you do.

First of all, "Monster Slayer" is a card game invented by Master Yan. It is also his most famous work in recent years and one of the most popular forms of entertainment in Yunning Daze.

Secondly, why are the three words "Monster Killer" threatening you? Are you making it clear that you have a connection with monsters?

The black-robed monster didn't even know where he had revealed his fatal flaw.

But he could feel that the atmosphere that was hesitant just now was suddenly filled with murderous intent directed at him.

After a long time like a cup of tea, the Thousand-Faced Demon finally made the reaction that Yan Bixin would make at the first opportunity.

It grabbed the black robe that was hanging on the ground and held it in its arms, then stretched out its long legs and ran out at all costs.

It was the right decision, but it happened at the wrong time.

In almost the blink of an eye, at least seven or eight flying swords flew out from the waists of different monks, strictly blocking the Thousand Faced Demon's retreat routes in all directions.

Some people were indignant: "Pretending to be a master, he ruined the master's image and even tried to devour the master's junior sister. Shame on you, demon!"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's gaze unconsciously drifted to the side.

He was really embarrassed to tell the guest: If Master Yan were here, he would probably run much faster than this monster.

Seeing that the situation had been settled, Yan Luoyue followed Shen Jingxuan's example, clasped his hands together compassionately, and recited the scientific outlook on development.

Yan Luoyue: "Matter has a decisive effect on consciousness. Your blindness has doomed you to not go very far on this road. Wu La, close your eyes."

Thousand-Faced Demon: “…”

It can't close its eyes, it really can't close its eyes!

So, what exactly is this "Monster Killer"?

The Thousand-Faced Demon was dealt with on the spot. In an unnoticed direction, Zhen Zhuo quietly gave Yan Luoyue a look of gratitude.

The time when Zhen Zhuo got rid of Young Master Lu, he had seen the young Yan Luoyue.

Zhen Zhuo knew that this little girl had very good relations with all the disciples of Gui Yuan Sect. She was smart and clever at a young age. She could not be the "autistic girl" mentioned by the shopkeeper, nor was she the ignorant young man who made a big fuss about things.

The reason why Yan Luoyue announced the existence of the Thousand Faces Demon in front of all the guests instead of quietly luring the monster away and killing it was not because Yan Luoyue did not have the reality to deal with the Thousand Faces Demon, but because she was implicitly helping Zhen Zhuo out.

The Lord of Chiyu City obviously came with bad intentions, and Yicheng is Zhen Zhuo's base.

Letting him continue to stir up trouble in public will do Zhen Zhuo no good.

Coincidentally, Yan Luoyue handed over the stage of "Thousand Faces Demon", which attracted everyone's attention. This made Zhen Zhuo feel relieved and grateful at the same time.

Taking advantage of the Thousand Faces Demon as an excuse, Zhen Zhuo took the opportunity to ask the guests to leave.

Most people knew that the acting city lord must have something to discuss with the Akabane City Lord, and perhaps there would be a confrontation.

But most people were happy to play it safe, saying a few regretful words and then leaving.

As for Yan Luoyue, she was respectfully sent away by Zhen Zhuo's confidant.

The confidant also brought out a stack of gifts to give to Yan Luoyue. It was a tall pile of gift boxes, far more than the birthday gifts Yan Luoyue brought with him.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss. Otherwise, many monks in the city might have been killed by the Thousand-Faced Demon. Please accept the gift, and send greetings to Master Yan on behalf of our city lord."

“No need.” Yan Luoyue waved his hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “I was angry when I saw that monster dared to pretend to be my senior brother, so I shouted it out in front of everyone. I’m glad I didn’t cause any trouble to the city lord…”

After some hesitation and concession, seeing that the other party was determined to give the gift, Yan Luoyue suddenly had an idea.

"Well, if you really have to give me something, why don't you give me the corpse of the Thousand-Faced Demon so I can study it?"

The Thousand Faces Demon's transformation ability is very strong. Yan Luoyue experienced it personally and found that there is indeed no flaw in his appearance, which is really eye-catching.

If we give her the corpse of the Thousand-Faced Demon, maybe she can make a disguise mask out of it.

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The Thousand-Faced Demon has many variations and can be male, female, old or young.

When they take on the appearance of hunting targets, their height, weight, and size will not deviate from the humans they are imitating.

Yan Luoyue has always been curious about their transformation mechanism.

It was not until yesterday when she got hold of the corpse of a Thousand Faces Demon that she was able to roughly analyze the cause of the Thousand Faces Demon's transformation.

About two days after the death of the Thousand-Faced Demon, his corpse gradually changed from a human appearance to that of a monster.

Its true appearance is very flat, with almost no bone tissue.

The skin of the Thousand-Faced Demon is very elastic, and its flesh is a kind of gray-black colloid with extremely high density.

Through the translucent gray gel, one can even see the simple internal structure of the monster.

Yan Luoyue guessed that the Thousand-Faced Demon could control the density of his own flesh and blood, and create a tall or short body shape.

The Thousand-Faced Demon's idea of ​​transformation gave Yan Luoyue an inspiration.

Until the second day of school, Yan Luoyue was still thinking about the problem of forging a disguise/mask.

"...Sister, sister?" Yan Gan called Yan Luoyue twice in a row, and finally pushed her gently, "Are you listening to me?"

"Hmm?" Yan Luoyue suddenly came back to her senses. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Another Thousand-Faced Demon broke into the school and imitated Mr. Dong?"

Yan Gan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...How is this possible? Our school is almost the safest place in the entire Yunning Daze."

What's more, the Thousand-Faced Demon couldn't imitate Mr. Dong's steady and square steps.

Sang Ji smiled playfully, pointed his finger at the small braid hanging beside Yan Luoyue's cheek, and flicked the braid away.

"Sister, you really didn't listen to a word your brother just said."

Holding down the swaying braid, Yan Luoyue exaggeratedly shrank her neck to Yan Gan: "I was distracted. Brother, what did you just say?"

Yan Gan held his chin with one hand and repeated the topic word by word.

He said: "My parents seem to be interested in giving me a baby soon."

Yan Luoyue: “…Oh.”

When it comes to this issue, we have to mention the fertility rate of the demon race.

Generally speaking, the insect monster race has the highest fertility rate, but relatively speaking, the generational changes of the insect monster race are also very fast.

They have high production and high consumption, and each population is a separate lineage. They reproduce optimistically in a way that makes the animal, demon, and human monks respect and look up to them.

As for the animal demons, it is another situation.

Since the demon tribe developed a "tribe-based settlement" lifestyle, the mortality rate of cubs has dropped significantly.

It is said that in those days, the demon race took advantage of this point and ushered in a wave of expansion in the melee between humans, demons and monsters.

Even in the war against demons, humans and demons formed an alliance and exchanged their talented children in order to take advantage of the demons' stronger reproductive ability and pass on the torch from generation to generation as much as possible.

When the war against demons just ended, in order to replenish the population of the tribe, the demon tribe also ushered in a short period of giving birth to cubs.

But that was three thousand years ago.

Three thousand years later, at least from Yan Luoyue's observation, the demon tribe that remained in the human world - especially the turtle tribe - was still quite restrained about the issue of fertility.

To put it simply: demons can reproduce, but they don’t like to reproduce.

As for the turtle tribe, who are famous for their Buddhist attitude, they are not even willing to find a wife, let alone have children.

Just like the Great Elder, he is more than 1,900 years old, but he is still a happy single turtle.

Of course, Yan Luoyue thought about the specific situation and felt that it was actually a good thing for the Great Elder to be single.

After all, the Great Elder was really too slow.

If the great elder really marries a wife, what kind of life will his wife lead?

Imagine the scene: the fake elder has a wife, and the two turtles have agreed to lay a turtle egg together.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The crow flew south. It circled the tree three times, and the croaking sound woke the lady from her dream.

The lady remembered the important decision the two had discussed before going to bed, and hurriedly grabbed the elder to question him.

"Is it over?"

Then the elder replied slowly: "Wait a moment, it hasn't started yet."

As soon as the words fell, the light came on.

This kind of dialogue cannot be pondered.

If you think about it more deeply, it is not only immoral, but it can even cause a family split.

In short, demons used to be able to give birth and were willing to give birth to many children, but because the demon world was wild and straightforward, the casualty rate of young children was very high. Even adult demons would die in various hunting accidents.

But the human world is different. It is a relatively peaceful and stable place.

In the demon world, the demons have very few ways to entertain themselves, and their greatest source of happiness is single and simple.

So in every restless spring, chasing a mate is a complete pleasure.

But humans are different.

Humans seem to have a natural talent for eating, drinking, and having fun.

Even the most common form of entertainment in the demon world: fighting, can be developed by humans into a separate competition event.

And if you win, you will be given rings made of different materials to distinguish your levels and measure your honor.

Monsters: Damn, fighting just got more fun!

And a particularly important point is that raising a child in the human world costs money.

Pills cost money, robes cost money, weapons cost money, and when the children grow up and take foundation-building pills, they still cost money.

I thought I was going to increase revenue and cut costs, but when I went to the human market to set up a stall to sell local specialties, I actually had to pay management fees to the market.

Monster Clan: “…”

In the Yueming gathering of their demon clan, they had never heard of such a thing.

Facts have proven that when given ample entertainment, a long lifespan, and the expense of raising children, intelligent creatures tend to choose the happier option.

Somewhere in the dark, there seems to be an invisible hand adjusting the balance of order.

At least by Yan Luoyue's generation, most of the turtle couples she had seen only raised one or two cubs.

Some don't even have a child, since they can live for so many years anyway, there's no rush.

Sang Ji was very interested in this topic.

Ever since he witnessed Yan Luoyue's growth, he has always had a stereotype that little girls from the turtle tribe are very smart and have all kinds of wonderful ideas.

Even though he had seen many ordinary small turtles in the turtle tribe, Sang Ji was still very enthusiastic.

When Sang Ji heard this topic, he immediately urged his good brother: "Really? When are uncle and aunt planning to have another egg?"

Yan Gan pinched his chin and thought carefully based on his understanding of his parents: "It will probably take a few years."

Sang Ji asked: "How many years is a few years?"

Yan Gan thought about it carefully again, and then added: "It may be possible in a few decades."

Sang Ji raised his voice: "...How many decades?"

Slamming his head on the table, Yan Gan was completely certain: "From the time they raised the issue, to the time they implemented it, to the time they solved it - well, it should be about three hundred years at most."

Sang Ji: “…”

After looking at Yan Luoyue, Sang Ji cleared his throat and forced himself to hold it back, not swearing on the spot.

——Grass (a kind of plant), three hundred years is enough for him to be the grandfather of this child.

"Brother." Sang Ji shook Yan Gan's neck seriously, "Listen to me, next time don't spread your turtle tribe's views to me, or I will beat you up."

Upon hearing this, Yan Gan looked very innocent, not understanding why he was injured.

It was Yan Luoyue who took the initiative to clarify: "No, Brother Ji, you have misunderstood us. Three hundred years is a bit slow even among the turtle tribe."

Sang Ji repeated with a half-smile: "Yes, a little, slow."

"They are a little slow." Yan Gan complained, "So they named me 'Gan' because they hoped that I could be energetic and wipe out the bad habits of the Turtle Tribe. When encountering problems, I would be able to take positive actions..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Sang Ji: “…”

After hearing what Yan Gan said, the two of them couldn't help but look at him in silence.

As the saying goes, there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

But when it comes to Yan Gan, even the name is not wrong.

There is no doubt that Yan Gan's parents' wish has come true.

Yan Luoyue can prove that Yan Gan is not only full of energy, but also very, very, very amazing in his actions.

Based on the excellent performance of the sample Yan Gan, Yan Luoyue had reason to speculate that his brother or sister who was reincarnated three hundred years later was most likely also a reserve member of the Sleeping Dragon or Phoenix Chick.

"Actually, I really want a brother or sister."

Yan Gan said with some anticipation: "Fortunately, we will be able to see him in about three hundred years, so we don't have to wait too long... What do you think we should name him?"

Yan Luoyue automatically ignored Yan Gan's previous sentence.

Referring to her own experience, she gave a very sincere suggestion: "Give your child a nickname, and make sure to give him a dirty name as a nickname. It can save your life at a critical moment."

Sang Ji automatically ignored Yan Gan's last sentence.

He said: "Since it took three hundred years to get what you want, shouldn't it be called a hundred years of waiting?"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

After being speechless for a moment, Yan Luoyue told a cold joke from his previous life.

"According to this logic, if it is a double yolk egg, then my brother should be named Yan Chuanpu - after all, one stroke represents a hundred years, and it took three hundred years to be included in the family tree - forget it, listen to me, this name is unlucky, really."

Subsequent events proved that Yan Gan had overestimated his parents' actions.

Four hundred years later, his brother finally died.

Yan Gan's parents named their second child "Yan Suo Suo".

Sang Ji: “…”

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Gan: “…”

Yan Gan's parents really knew their son very well.

It can be seen that they have fully learned the lessons from the last naming and tried hard to strike a balance in the name.

The most simple wish of parents is to hope that the child they give birth to will not be stupid or foolish...

Fortunately, Yan Gan and the other two didn't know about this yet.

They are still discussing the egg hundreds of years later.

Someone suggested "Yan Dazhi" as a nickname, and someone else generously took out "Yan Di", a domineering sidebar name from the textbook.

Just as the three of them were talking more and more happily, Mr. Dong suddenly appeared at the door.

Suddenly, the whole class fell silent.

Almost everyone's eyes conveyed the message: Sir, this is not your class.

Mr. Dong was not aware of the students' rich emotional activities and just waved to Yan Luoyue.

"Yan Luoyue, let's go out for a moment - someone is here to look for you."

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To be honest, when Yan Luoyue heard the first half of Mr. Dong's sentence, she thought she had committed a crime.

Since she usually does too many things beyond her age, once her husband points her out, she has to think carefully about which one is the creative one.

Was it because I used an "automatic copyist" to write my homework that I was recognized?

Or was it that the cards that you brought to your classmates at a friendly price to kill monsters in school were discovered?

Could it be that...the three of them secretly modified the school bell to ring the lunch bell an hour earlier, and their rebellious act was finally caught?

It was not until later when Mr. Dong said someone was looking for her that Yan Luoyue breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a little curiosity arose in her heart.

He even went to school to look for her. Who wanted to see her so badly?

It was not until she met the visitor that Yan Luoyue felt some unexpected emotions and an understanding of the situation.

The visitor was Zhen Zhuo's subordinate.

Yan Luoyue had originally wondered how Zhen Zhuo and the Lord of Chiyu City were going to reconcile the conflict.

The Lord of Chiyu City claims to be a weapon refiner, and the Hundred Refining Conference is about to begin. The arrival of the Lord of Chiyu City may be related to the Hundred Refining Conference.

If this is the case, Zhen Zhuo will inevitably ask Yan Bixin for help.

Unexpectedly, the development of the situation was much faster than Yan Luoyue had imagined.

She had just attended Zhen Zhuo's birthday party yesterday, and today Zhen Zhuo's men were sent to the academy to ask to see "Xing Bigo" first.

If his men hadn't been watching, Yan Luoyue really wanted to take out Yan Bixin's communication stone from her storage bag to check if she had missed any news about Zhen Zhuo.

Otherwise, why didn't she go find Yan Bixin, but came to Xing Biguo first?

The subordinates had obviously received instructions from Zhen Zhuo in advance.

He didn't know that Yan Luoyue was Xing Biguo, but he was still very respectful to Yan Luoyue.

As soon as he saw Yan Luoyue, his men held up a red box and presented it to him.

"This is a gift from the city lord to you, young lady. Please do not refuse it. In addition, the city lord also hopes that if anyone asks, young lady can say a few good words for our city lord."

The gift is easy to deal with. If Yan Luoyue was right, this should be Zhen Zhuo's formal thanks for what happened with the Thousand Faces Demon yesterday.

As for the “few nice words”, the object of these nice words is naturally self-evident.

It’s nothing more than one of Yan Luoyue’s aliases, her senior brother, and her second alias, her master.

Yan Luoyue is weak in handling people.

So she said a few good words to herself in her heart on the spot about Zhen Zhuo: Since they started working together, this Zhen friend has really been great!

——Okay, that’s enough of the nice words.

His men never imagined that there would be such a shameless operation in the world where everyone wins.

When he saw that Yan Luoyue was willing to accept the gift, he breathed a sigh of relief on the spot.

Yan Luoyue did not ask the visitor what exactly had happened to Zhen Zhuo.

Firstly, this subordinate doesn't even know Xing Biguo's identity, so he doesn't know much about the situation.

Secondly, since Zhen Zhuo asked Xing Biguo to say a few good words to his senior brother, then the information about her current situation would surely be sent to Yan Bixin's communication stone soon.

It's just a matter of knowing it sooner or later. Yan Luoyue is not that gossipy.

Sure enough, before nightfall, the message stone of Yanbixin lit up.

The message that Zhen Zhuo sent to Yan Luoyue was full of poignant words, shocking to the eyes.

Yan Zhuo is a capable and mature person. In his daily communications, he is usually concise, polite and restrained.

But today in the message, she explained the whole story of her relationship with the Lord of Akabane City as if she was writing a novel.

Akabane City and Yicheng are both small cities near Yunning Daze.

According to Zhen Zhuo, Chiyu City and Yi City have business dealings, and the two have fought in the past.

At first, they were bidding at a high price, hoping to get the best of both worlds. Yicheng once had a dispute with Akabane City over a batch of goods.

Before Zhen Zhuo could react, the Lord of Chiyu City found out about it first.

Then, he readily handed over the goods for which he had paid a deposit to Yicheng and went to settle the account with the seller.

Although Zhen Zhuo had never met the Lord of Chiyu City before yesterday, because of what happened before, she thought that he was an upright and benevolent person.

Who knows a man's name or a tree's shadow?

It was not until he met the Lord of Chiyu City in person that Zhen Zhuo realized how stubborn, self-righteous, and arbitrary this man was.

Not only did the city lord force his way into her birthday party, he also talked to himself, claiming that he was a weapon refiner and wanted to invite her to a weapon refinery competition.

Throughout the whole process, the Lord of Akabane City maintained an extremely tough attitude and did not give anyone the slightest chance to maneuver.

Although Zhen Zhuo is an acting city lord, his control over Yicheng is no different from that of a city lord.

But correspondingly, because she is the acting city lord, her tactics have to be more resolute and tougher than those of the legitimate city lord.

The other party was aggressive, but Zhen Zhuo refused to give in.

During the dispute, the Lord of Akabane City seemed extremely anxious.

He forced the time for this weapon refining competition to be set two days later.

Seeing this, Yan Luoyue's expression changed slightly.

She somewhat understood why Zhen Zhuo had changed his previous habit of using concise words and described the whole incident in such detail, adding many unnecessary details.

Obviously, Zhen Zhuo, like Yan Luoyue, smelled something unusual in this matter.

The reason why the Lord of Akabane Castle was looking for trouble was so stubborn and his request for the game was urgent, as if... as if he came here specifically to keep his promise.

Or, he might even go a step further and come here for a master who always keeps his word.

But...

Yan Luoyue: Actually, it’s okay for you to come for Xing Biguo, since the above three people are all me anyway.

The Lord of Chiyu City came with ill intentions and forced Zhen Zhuo to bet a large amount of property on the outcome of this weapon refining competition.

Having written this far, even Zhen Zhuo's pen has become agitated, and it is obvious that he has been irritated by the Lord of Chiyu City.

According to Yan Luoyue's understanding of Zhen Zhuo, even if the bet proposed by the Lord of Chiyu City was to force Zhen Zhuo to marry him, Zhen Zhuo might not be so angry.

Anyway, according to Zhen Zhuo's personality, others can deceive her feelings and pursue her beauty, but they can never take advantage of her power or steal her money.

Anyone who does this will be poking Zhen Zhuo's scales.

As a bargaining chip of relative value, the Lord of Akabane City also invested a considerable amount of assets.

Even if Zhen Zhuo only revealed a little to Yan Bixin, it was enough for people to see that it was really a lot of spiritual stones that were irresistible.

This weapon refining competition between the two cities is very important, so Zhen Zhuo asked Yan Bixin: I wonder if you could be so bold as to ask Master Yan to fight on your behalf?

After all, this concerns Yicheng's reputation, so she hopes to win.

If you can't, you must maintain a draw and never fail.

Although on the surface, this letter is asking Yan Bixin to take action.

But through Zhen Zhuo's carefully chosen words, every word seemed to be shouting that she was willing to pay any price, just hoping to invite the master who always keeps his word to come out.

Yan Luoyue: No, it’s not about the money.

The key point is that she hasn't yet finalized the character of her master.

And if Yan Bixin is sent out, Yan Luoyue will still have a chance to fight the opponent to a draw.

If they sent their master out and still ended up in a draw, would the three of them still want to stay around?

According to the proposal of Zhen Zhuo, Lord of Chiyu City, the entire competition will be conducted in a best-of-three format.

In the first round, Akabane Castle’s side presented the question.

In the second round, Yicheng asked questions.

In the third round, both sides had no topic and were free to create a masterpiece of their own, which was then compared on the spot.

The right to propose questions in Yicheng will naturally be transferred to Master Yanbixin.

However, the Lord of Akabane City had already proudly announced his test questions.

The content of the test is: refine a magical weapon that can identify the Thousand-Faced Demon.

Since the Lord of Akabane City is strong and confident, he must be fully confident of winning.

In this case, every improvement is an increase in the winning rate.

It’s hard to say whether it is Yan Luoyue’s luck or Zhen Zhuo’s luck.

The gift that Zhen Zhuo brought to Yan Luoyue was exactly what Yan Luoyue needed most at the moment.

The lid of the box was opened, revealing the round, shimmering pill inside. The pill had nine silver lines on it, showing its rare quality.

This is a foundation-building pill.

Yin Wangyou once customized a foundation-building pill for Shen Jingxuan. The pill was bright red in color, almost the highest quality that a foundation-building pill could have.

However, the one Zhen Zhuo gave to Yan Luoyue was an almost impossible golden-red color.

You know, due to the limitations of the material refining process, the Foundation Establishment Pill is rated as a Xuan-level pill.

But occasionally there are some wasteful people who choose to use better and more unnecessary medicinal materials to refine a pill that transcends the grade. Like the one in the box.

This is a spiritual-grade foundation-building pill.

A higher level not only means that it wastes more materials, but also means that it has stronger medicinal properties.

For example, after taking this foundation-building pill, a cultivator in the late stage of refining equipment can skip the half-step foundation-building process and directly enter the early stage of foundation-building.