Demon Suppression Tower.

In the large prison classroom.

In a huge tiered classroom, Su Yuniang wore black-framed glasses, a form-fitting teacher's skirt, exuding an intellectual beauty.

"Let's look at this letter again!"

Su Yuniang opened the second letter:

[...Recently, my mom has been urging me to get married. It's awful; during matchmaking...]

"They talk about their daily lives, some parts can't be understood, but that's okay."

Su Yuniang said:

"You can roughly understand, this is about being urged to marry, the customs are a bit different. When you lived in the alleyway, weren't there older youths also urged to marry?"

"Just talk as you usually do, you can comfort him, or tell the other person how to recognize a woman, help him strategize for his matchmaking target."

After attending a few of Su Yuniang's classes in the classroom, Ning Zheng also expressed a bit of realization.

Su Yuniang is truly impressive!

Teaching in class, enabling these people to understand the blacksmiths' ramblings.

He initially wanted to sneak a peek into their daily lives on the forum twenty years later, but most of it talked about all kinds of games and plot discussions.

But here, to Ning Zheng's surprise, he heard all sorts of real-life minutiae.

They are indeed writing love letters, but also about daily life.

After all.

No letter can be just "I love you," with a bunch of empty platitudes, right?

They are more of "pen pals," incidentally talking about their daily lives, as if speaking to a tree hole, having someone to talk to, and asking about the other's life, daily routine, and past experiences.

This is also about gathering intelligence on the woman, her life experiences, and even learning some history, customs, and daily life!

Su Yuniang opened the next letter, a lot of miscellaneous stuff in front, this was the final sentence:

[...Recently, my dad wants me to inherit the family business, seven factories, but I don't want my life confined here. I believe in starting my own venture, what do you think?]

Su Yuniang explained: "This is a well-off scholar who doesn't want to follow in their parents' footsteps..."

The person who wrote this letter was obviously one of those hundred wealthy blacksmiths.

There were even some bizarre ones, like this letter.

Su Yuniang continued to read aloud:

[A letter to the planning team, I think the Enchanter needs to be strengthened!]

[Planner, I know you're sneaking a peek at love letters, hurry and respond to me.]

[And the Alchemist, this profession seems so fake! Might as well not exist, can it be officially launched? Can the villa buy some raw materials for practice? Let's compete for the Alchemy Room leader? The Spirit Farmer area doesn't help us plant these low-tier alchemy plants, saying they'll plant after expansion, but we can't wait...]

Ning Zheng: "..."

He shrank back in the rear row of the classroom.

Feels like this blacksmith is a divine forecaster.

How did he know that I, the planner, am sneaking a peek at love letters?

However, maybe the Alchemy Room really needs some investment now.

After all, these things are best accumulated early.

Additionally, after the Red Sun, various prices have soared, although there's not no decrease in prices.

For instance, the price of low-level alchemy plants has started plummeting.

Since the danger outside has lessened, new cultivators form teams to gather wild plants.

The collection quantity of low-tier spirit plants has soared during this period.

Su Yuniang, expressionless:

"For letters with 'planning team' and such, ones that are completely nonsensical, you can ignore them."

"In short, after teaching you for some time, getting familiar with their way of speaking, even some terms, you'll quickly be able to communicate."

"Of course, as pen pals, if you don't understand something they say, you can also ask them, express your confusion, and ask what it means. After all, it's a conversation to learn about the other's life."

...

At noon, Su Yuniang had the villagers cook, then dined at the prison cafeteria.

The three of them sat down on a chair in the cafeteria.

There were many people around, eating in twos and threes, creating a lively atmosphere.

"How was my lecture?" Su Yuniang wiped non-existent cold sweat, "I just feel a bit tired."

"Very impressive."

Ning Zheng chuckled, "You'd make a qualified prison warden!"

He looked around at the lively environment, thinking it wasn't bad to come here occasionally for a staff meal.

Ning Jiaojiao shoveled food into her mouth, "The cafeteria food isn't very tasty."

"That's typical for mass-produced meals," Su Yuniang chirped, "We need to figure out a way to have some Meat Field!"

Obviously.

She and Ning Zheng were of one mind.

It's evident that the entire prison operation is right on track, and Su Yuniang truly is a competent warden.

Yes.

On the mountain, there's Living Jiucai Rong.

Below the mountain, there's Dead Su Yuniang.

This configuration clearly works perfectly.

And, different from the living blacksmiths on the mountain.

These Embers are already natives.

Or in other words, they have crossed into the Otherworld, and there's no going back.

Destined to become part of Ning Zheng's forces, here to be ghosts.

Of course, there's also the possibility of resurrection and awakening, even cultivation, achieving eternal life, becoming immortal!

This is equivalent to another self in parallel space-time.

...

...

Boom!

A white light blossomed across heaven and earth.

Endless snowmelt quickly melted away as a sword beam unleashed unprecedented majesty, cleaving through several gigantic Dharma Aspects.

"Open!"

Jian Xin's Dharma Aspect also quickly dimmed.

These days, the Dharma Aspects of his companions had successively collapsed and disappeared, and the enemy had also suffered significant losses.

"This battle ends, Xinyi Continent City will be within reach."

Jian Xin gazed into the distance.

Behind him, Gui Pu and the Sword Fairy wore expressions of survivors.

Especially the Sword Fairy, initially, the other side wanted to capture her.

But later, they wanted to kill her, if they couldn't have her, they wanted to destroy her, not allowing her into the capital.

And she was merely one of the routes.

The other escort teams most likely faced similar situations.

I don't know how many Divine Craftsmen, Divine Alchemists, and Shennong-level beings... were hijacked, attacked, or even killed during the protective escort.

"We're about to enter the city." Jian Xin paused, "But that doesn't mean it's safe."

"In the State City, there is the Xinyi King personally suppressing, who would dare to attack?" Gui Pu showed an incredulous expression.

There are a total of Nine Kings across the Nine-State Realm.

They are the rulers of Nine States through the ages, some of the most powerful in the world, who would dare to be presumptuous?

"Hehe, who knows."

Jian Xin said lightly, "No one knows to what extent the rebels have infiltrated because the rebels might not be living people; they could also be historical heroes, legendary myths."

"They stood in the history of the past, waiting for this moment, waiting for a very long time."

The Sword Fairy's pupils suddenly contracted.

The adventures of recent days made her think of certain possibilities!

The Sect Leader of the No-Life Sect, and even those demon sects that appeared throughout history, have a long history and a development that has reached today.

Are their Sect Leaders today really living people?

They might not have lived for so long!

Perhaps they are already dead, slowly worn down by today's Saints!

They couldn't outlive the Saints, they became mere waves in history, but as Embers, they maintained behavior and daily life from when they were alive—

They continue to develop their sects, build the foundation of their families, infiltrate in secret, waiting for the day the Saints die of old age.

And that day is now fast approaching.

The Sword Fairy trembled all over, suddenly recalling an image:

Antagonist: Saint! Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west, do not bully the poor young.

Saint, do not bully the poor middle-aged.

Saint, do not bully the poor old.

The deceased take precedence.

Being worn to death by you ≠ I lose.

I will take root in the coffin, and when it's your turn to die of old age, I'll rise from the coffin, retaining my former obsession, to take you down!

It is imaginable.

How many historical enemies the Saints have faced in each era.

He is a true sighing wall of human history.

Underneath this majestic giant stand numerous human monuments, like corridors of history, writing the ode of human culture.

And those tombstones beneath his feet, they might once have been heroes, mythic figures paving the future, but now, they could also be the Saint's enemies.

This does not conflict.

"No one knows who they really are or where their true forms are."

"They are distributed at the source in history, gathering the heroes of each generation over time, converging the myths of history here, together resisting that towering spire, the strongest in human history."

"They are known as the graveyard of history, all waiting for the late years of the Saints."

Jian Xin gazed into the distance at the legendary Xinyi State City, the core of Thousand Cities.

The Sword Fairy remained silent.

That is the torrent of the entire history!

Can a single Saint really withstand it?

If they can't withstand it, and those deceased win, the existences within the historical graves, in control of the world, then the entire world might descend into... a ghostly domain.

With this thought, the Sword Fairy suddenly felt a heavy complexity within her heart. The one currently sitting on the court throne, perhaps only they deserve the title of facing the multitude, domineering for eternity.

A single person suppressing the entire history of a dynasty.

How dare the Saint abdicate?

The Crown Prince may have been trained to be very strong, but still, he can't bear this position, withstand the attacks of all past existences in history!

"Let's go, enter the capital, meet the Saint."

"Go to pay respects to the greatest existence in human history."

Jian Xin stood up and remained silent for a moment.

In the depths of a distant mountain of Xinyi State City, he set up a temporary Teleportation Array.

This was his way out.

If there was an incident in the city, at least there was a means of escape left.

The Sword Fairy silently watched this scene, remembering the precise coordinates of the Teleportation Array.

The Teleportation Array is positioned by coordinates.

As long as there are coordinates, it can connect with another Teleportation Array on the other end.

The Sword Fairy thought for a moment, stealthily activating the Communication Token:

"I'll give you a coordinate, yes, it's just outside Xinyi City, a super direct route."

"I've gone through a long pursuit plot, reached the destination—Xinyi State City, this might be unlocking a new map, hurry up and do business, sell Painting Cards, sell all kinds of weapons..."

"Hehehe, hurry up and thank me, do you know what place Xinyi State City is?"

On the opposite sides, the Medical Fairy and the Immortal Aunt in the medical hall, suddenly closed the doors with caution and began a conversation.

"Wow, you're really amazing."

The long-missing Sword Fairy is finally going to the capital to meet the Saint?

And she's secretly provided us with a smuggling route into Xinyi State City?

The Medical Fairy certainly understands what this means.

The royal city of a continent is the core.

A thousand cities make up a continent.

Their Pingchang City is just one of a thousand cities.

Now, they're heading to the economic core center, how can they not be happy?

Selling Painting Cards, selling weapons inside, isn't that delightful?

Little Pingchang City is still involved in family disputes, not letting them sell their goods, now they can bypass directly to higher-level cities!

Furthermore.

The former Meat Field Elder Sister Ancestor had already revealed.

Their family, as of a hundred years ago, was a refugee from Xinyi State City.

The neighboring family ties with the Shi Family were also from that time as well.

This encounter with the map, could it be triggering a hundred-year-old background story?

Tracing back to why they fled in those years?

"I love you too much, Sword Fairy!" The Medical Fairy shouted.

1. The hidden mission of Xinyi State City is about to be triggered.

2. The Sword Fairy is about to enter Xinyi State City to prepare to see the Saint!

This is so cool.

"What are you doing?" Jian Xin seemed to notice something, secretly frowned.

Ahem!

The Sword Fairy coughed a few times:

"Isn't this place empty now? There's only you left, so there won't be any spies around, I need to report to the Divine Craftsman behind us for safety, telling them we're preparing to enter the capital."

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