After the second day of the manoeuver ended, everyone dispersed to their homes and accommodations immediately. With such a large number of people, today the entire city was still as bustling as ever, especially in the hidden alley areas where beautiful girls came to help loosen the fatigues of young men, which seemed to be busier than any day, including the brothel as well.

Inside the tavern, accommodation for the Tian-Tang Clan...

"Come on, cheers! Bottoms up!!!"

Crank!!! (Think of it as the sound of Chinese liquor cups colliding.)

"In the next round of the manoeuver, our Tian-Tang Clan's going to win anyway. So today we have to celebrate a bit... Let's take it to the max!"

"Hey... Take it to the max!? And like this, will you be able to go and see the manoeuver tomorrow?"

"Hehe... That's right, I said it without thinking!!"

Ha ha ha!!!!!

The people of the clan who came to watch this manoeuver burst into laughter with joy that their clan had won the past two rounds. Moreover, in the second round, it was all of their clan who qualified. That was why they felt great joy.

"How is Tian-Qi's condition, Clan Leader?" Zheng-Fu asked as Mo-Zi walked downstairs after going up to look at Tian-Qi, who was still unconscious.

"Her condition has improved greatly. Thank you very much for your potion. Because of your liquid medicine, her symptoms are so much better," Mo-Zi replied with a slightly sad expression on his face.

"That's good. And I have to apologize on behalf of Long-Huang-Er for being a bit harsh," Zheng-Fu clasped his hands and bowed down to apologize.

"That's alright, that's alright. It's fine. She has received an expensive lesson and real fighting experience. She'll have to learn that everything isn't as easy as she thought."

"Yes, sir, Clan Leader!!!"

Zheng-Fu wanted to say what Mo-Zi had said at first, but he thought that would be inappropriate. When he heard Mo-Zi say it himself, he replied in agreement. It was a fact that she should realize that the real battle was not a contest. This would be best for her because, in a real battle, your life was always hanging by a thread. If the thread was torn, you would fall and die.

Another thing in the actual battle was that anything could be used as a weapon, or any method that could kill the fighter could be used. This was different from the manoeuver that still had rules prohibiting it from being used.

"Then I'd like to go to see the Ten Young Demigods Squad first," When he saw that there was nothing else, Zheng-Fu immediately excused himself to go to his Ten Young Demigods Squad.

"Alright!"

Inside the bedroom on the second floor...

Creak (The sound of the door being opened)

"Respect, Master!!!"

The ten kids who were meditating to cultivate their energies, hearing the sound of the door being opened and seeing Zheng-Fu walking in, immediately got up and greeted him.

"At ease, everyone." Zheng-Fu raised his hand and waved for everyone to sit comfortably before saying, "In the final battle, I believe that you'll surely be victorious anyway. But I want you all to take this," Zheng-Fu said as he threw the green pills to the ten kids before the ten took them and gave a puzzled look at the green pills they had obtained. But no one asked any questions.

"These are the antidote pills I concocted. It's called the Ten-Thousand-Poison-Dissolving Pill, a split version. The pill can neutralize all the poisons that are lower than the intermediate level of the Nascent Soul stage.

I want you guys to keep it because my feelings aren't very good," Zheng-Fu immediately explained the pills he had given to the ten youngsters because he knew they were all suspicious.

"We understood, Master!" Ba-Xie was the first to speak up, while everyone nodded in response as well.

"Very good! Alright, now I'd like to introduce you guys to these two elders again," Zheng-Fu slightly moved and spread his hand behind his back where Elder Yan and the elderly woman stood before he continued. "This is Elder Immortal Flute Master. And this is Elder Lady Immortal Harp Master.

These two Elder Masters will teach Hao-Mu-Liang and Long-Mei to play the flute and the harp," Zheng-Fu said with a warm and friendly smile at both Hao-Mu-Liang and Long-Mei.

"Teach us!?"

"Thank you for your kindness, sir," Long-Mei immediately thanked Zheng-Fu with her visibly red face.

"It's alright. And these are your harp and flute. As for the details, the two elders will teach you themselves… Now I've got to go. All of you have to practice hard and get ready for tomorrow."

"Yes, sir, Master!!!"

"Elder Yan, Grandmother, please!" Zheng-Fu turned to the two elders before speaking politely with a sly smile on his face.

"Tch… You don't have to pretend to be nice, bastard kid. When you want us to help, you do pretend to talk well to us, right? Brat!" Elder Yan said with a slight dissatisfaction but accepted it anyway because he had been ordered by his wife. Moreover, the elderly woman liked and cherished all ten children very much. Especially Long-Mei, whom the old woman loved and cherished the most.

"Ha ha ha!!! Come on, Elder. Well, I'll bring you some great food and liquor to offer you." After saying that, Zheng-Fu immediately jumped out of the room through the window.

Whoosh!!!

"Hah… you bastard kid… I'm not a ghost to worship that you could bring up an offering!" As soon as Elder Yan composed Zheng-Fu's words, he had to sigh because the word 'offer' that Zheng-Fu had just said meant to bring offerings to pay respect to the sacred things.

After Zheng-Fu left the tavern, he immediately headed toward the City Lord's mansion. He had some errands to deal with that were related to the matter he had doubts about, regarding the peculiar gesture the Mu Clan Leader showed today and the black-robed man whose expression looked distrustful.

In the hall inside the City Lord's Mansion...

Thump!!!

"Respect, sir, City Lord!" As soon as Zheng-Fu arrived, he immediately clasped his hands and greeted the City Lord.

Zheng-Fu's unexpected appearance caused everyone in the hall to be startled and in a posture of preparedness for battle. But when they found out it was Zheng-Fu, everyone lowered their hands in relief. Because if it was someone else, they would not be able to imagine what would happen.

"Young Master Zheng? Do you have any businesses? Why did you come to see me today?" Lao-Ying-Ba suddenly asked when he got himself together.

"I came here today because I wanted to tell you to prepare the troops to deal with the unexpected situation that might happen tomorrow," Zheng-Fu replied casually, with a smiley face.

"The unexpected situation!? What's the matter?"

"I don't know either. I can't even tell you what it's about. But I think it's definitely going to happen because I could smell the turmoil that was about to happen, so I'm here to tell you to prepare the troops to deal with the situation," Zheng-Fu said with a serious look on his face.

"Alright!!! I'll order my men to prepare themselves. By the way, it's good that Young Master Zheng-Fu came here. I'd like to ask you for some advice. Young Master Zheng-Fu, can you give me a moment?" Lao-Ying-Ba immediately agreed when he saw Zheng-Fu's serious expression just now.

"Sure! By the way, on what matter does City Lord want to consult with me?"

"The thing that I'd like to consult with you is… I want you to take a look at one thing!" Lao-Ying-Ba then waved his hand to Commander Lu-Su to bring a scroll to Zheng-Fu before saying, "I got this from a foreign merchant, and he said he had dug it from a thousand-year-old ancient ruin. My men and I tried to check it out many times but got nothing.

So, I want Young Master to take a look at it in case you know what it is," Lao-Ying-Ba said with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Huh...?

"It seems to be a form of a spell. But this spelling pattern is hard to read!?"

As soon as Zheng-Fu opened the scroll to look at it, he found that within the scroll paper were many characters written on it, from which it could be guessed that it was a pattern of a spell. But it was still unable to determine what kind of spell it was.

Spell pattern!?

As soon as everyone heard it, they exclaimed in unison, with questioning expressions. They stared at the piece of paper in Zheng-Fu's hand before looking at Zheng-Fu's face in disbelief. They spent several days repeatedly checking this scroll paper and even called a sorcerer to come and check it, but they did not get anything or perceive that it was a pattern of a spell at all.

But Zheng-Fu, with just a glance, could tell that it was a pattern of a spell. Although he still could not determine what spell it was, he had already shocked them greatly with his abilities.

"If I ask to bring it with me to study, what is City Lord going to say?" Zheng-Fu raised his head, looked at Lao-Ying-Ba, and asked.

"Alright! Even if we keep it, we don't know what it is. It would be better for Young Master to take it back and check it," Lao-Ying-Ba immediately agreed without any hesitation. He thought that no matter how he kept it, he and his man would not be able to verify it anyway. It would be better for him to hand it over to Zheng-Fu to examine.

At least there was a chance to know more than he kept to himself.

"Thank you, City Lord... If so, I shall excuse myself first. Once I know what it is, I'll return it and tell you," Zheng-Fu immediately put the scroll into his dimensional ring before saying goodbye to Lao-Ying-Ba.

"Thank you very much!!!"

Whoosh!

Then Zheng-Fu's figure disappeared from inside the hall as if he had never existed before. And that could not help but shock everyone in the hall once again because of his appearance and disappearance being like a ghost.

In Zheng-Fu's room...

After coming out of the City Lord's Mansion, he immediately headed back to the tavern because he was very interested in the scroll he had just received. So, he thought of going back to examine it and see what it was.

Whoosh!!!

"The pattern of the incantation on this scroll looks extremely complex. And also, its lines and layout are weird. But no matter how strange it is, it won't be too difficult if I check it well." Zheng-Fu muttered with interest as he looked down at the scroll again before immediately starting to examine and study the spell patterns.

Two shichens had passed...

Phew!!

"Finally, I'm able to successfully decipher the spell pattern. It's very difficult. Who's the one who created it? Don't let me know who he is. I'm going to pay homage to him beautifully and ask him to become his disciple. Just wait and see!!!" Zheng-Fu said in exasperation because it took him two shichens to decipher the incantation pattern inside the scroll.

For others, it was absolutely insane to be able to decipher such a complex pattern in only two shichens. And to Zheng-Fu, it seemed like a very long time.

"Inside this scroll is actually the Noah Zeppelin (airship) plan, but why is it necessary to protect it with such a complex sealing spell like this!?" Zheng-Fu was extremely suspicious. He could not understand why one had to apply a protective seal to this plan. But after much reflection, he realized that there was not even a single zeppelin in Blueland.

Those who had it in their possession were mostly large sects or big countries, like Birdy Holy Fiery Heaven Country, Greenland, and Wild Land.

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