Chapter 101: Joyful Post, Giant Source Peng Clan

  That ferocious alien beast was already dead, it fell to the ground, its body quickly began to rot, and a strong stench of death spread out.

  He picked up a life, Ge Wei Feng stood up with a lingering fear in his heart and muttered: "It seems that I am indeed blessed by heaven, otherwise it cannot be explained why the monster suddenly died..."

  It's not just here, in other places, monsters are falling one after another, and many young people who were about to die from entanglement with the monsters have regained their lives.

  After the initial shock passed, everyone began to call out to each other and stumbled down towards the foot of the mountain. The danger here had exceeded their tolerance, and they no longer had the courage to continue exploring the mysterious realm.

  "The White Bone Path has disappeared!" someone with sharp eyes shouted when they reached the foot of the mountain.

  Without a source of motivation, the White Bone Path, which was originally bound by the power of symbols, has scattered into countless withered bones, floating and sinking in the lake water.

  "Xu Yang! Look, Xu Yang is coming down from the mountain. Isn't he supposed to be traveling with Xiao Jun Hou and Yu Xuan Yu? Why is he alone?" someone pointed out.

  Xu Yang didn't look at these people and didn't tell them that he destroyed the Secret Realm's Great Array, drained the source of power, and saved everyone's life with his own merit.

  They are people from two different worlds, the roc soars high in the sky and won't care about the impact of its wings on a small sparrow flying under the eaves.

  Xu Yang walked all the way to the lake and stepped onto a withered branch on the lake surface, crossing the lake as if walking on air.

  "It's strange, isn't there a ferocious water beast in this water? Doesn't Xuyang fear it?" someone whispered.

  "I get it!" Yu Xuanyu slapped his thigh, "Not only did the monsters on the mountain peak die, but even the ones in the water died too! Xu Yang calculated this point accurately, that's why he's so fearless."

  A rumbling sound came from the horizon, like thunder. Everyone looked up.

  "The palace on the mountain has completely collapsed!" someone shouted.

  "I remember, Xu Yang was the one who came down from the top of the mountain... So to speak, he got the treasure of the secret realm." Someone whispered, not daring to speak out loud.

  But everyone exchanged glances, the meaning of which was self-evident.

  "Xu Yang is too powerful. Now, almost everyone has injuries and their Xuanli is exhausted, and they're slow to react." Someone whispered.

  Xu Yang sensed the eerie atmosphere and coldly glanced at these people. If he wanted to, he could have killed everyone on the spot.

  But such indiscriminate slaughter was not in line with Xu Yang's intentions. He was not a soft-hearted person, but nor was he a bloodthirsty one.

  After crossing the water, Xu Yang felt the position of the mysterious energy fluctuation in front of him and took a step forward.

  The scenery changes rapidly.

  Xu Yang looked around and found himself in a desolate valley.

  Two of the Li family guards stepped forward: "We've seen Young Master Xu Yang."

  Xu Yang nodded slightly, somewhat surprised: "You know me?"

  The Li family guard said: "We are here to welcome the young master on the orders of Young Master, and the carriages and horses have been prepared."

  Xu Yang understood and asked: "How are Li Wang and Yu Xuan Yu's injuries?"

  "It's nothing serious, and he has already been taken back to the city for treatment by Li Lie and Li Hou."

  In the midst of asking and answering, the horse carriage rattled along, heading straight for Lin Yuan City.

  One hundred and fifty miles outside of Juyuan City, Peng's Manor.

  In a grand hall with golden and blue decorations, a middle-aged man in brocade sat in a high position, holding a silver pen in his hand, writing a calligraphy piece that jumped out of the paper.

  Next to the middle-aged man in brocade, there was a silver-haired old man of about fifty years old, who stood respectfully by his side and admired the calligraphy of the middle-aged man in brocade.

  "The master's article, 'Joyful Post', is a rare masterpiece that conveys an air of dominance and grandeur beneath its dignified and heavy tone," the silver-haired elder complimented. "From this, we can see that the master has reached the realm of returning to simplicity and controlling oneself, and the position of Xuan Jun is within reach."

  The middle-aged man in brocade smiled slightly: "Yin Lao joked, the boundary of Xuan Jun is not so easy to achieve?"

  Suddenly, two brocade-clad guards rushed in and fell to the ground: "Reporting to the master, something big has gone wrong!"

  A middle-aged man in a brocade robe asked without stopping his brush: "What's the matter?"

  Brocade-clad guards were frightened and panicked: "After Young Master Yaozong entered the secret realm for half a day, the secret realm suddenly shook violently! Then... then we haven't received any information transmitted by the young master, it's already been a day now!"

  With a "crack", the silver pen in the middle-aged man's hand broke into two pieces, and the final seal character of the "Joyful Post" ended with a vertical stroke that hung straight down, like a mighty beast's horn, exuding an aura of dominance.

  The silver-haired old man shook his head and sighed, the last stroke was indeed domineering and flamboyant, but it was too revealing and sharp, which destroyed the overall atmosphere of the "Joyful Post". From this, we can see the intense shock that the master's mind has received!

  "Go and investigate!" The middle-aged man in brocade robes shouted angrily, "Yaozong absolutely cannot have an accident!"

  Two guards took orders and went down. The middle-aged man in the brocade robe was still angry, and with a backhand slap, he cut the entire Xuan paper into two pieces, but the jade table below was not damaged at all, without even a scratch.

  "Alas, relying on those wine bags and rice sacks, I'm afraid nothing can be done," said the middle-aged man in brocade, Master Peng, in a deep voice. "So, we have to ask you to make a trip and investigate for me whether Yao Zong is dead or alive!"

  The silver-haired old man bowed respectfully: "I obey the master's orders." He tapped his toes, and his whole person was like a bald eagle, floating out of the hall.

  Only the master of the Peng family was left, alone and muttering to himself: "With Yaoyong's ability to escape with an array, even if there is danger in the secret realm, he can take out the array map and escape at the first time! Why on earth did Yaoyong's life or death become unknown... Someone must have made a sneak attack on him!"

  The master of the Peng family's face suddenly flashed with a ferocious expression: "Come in!"

  Two guards responded and entered, the master of the Peng family's face turned iron-green, and he said word by word: "Go to the Luo and Geng families for me, and pass on this message! Remember, ask carefully for me whether Geng Jingwei brothers and Luo Jubi have returned safely!"

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  The horse carriage stopped outside the Xuzheng Manor with a creaking sound.

  Xu Yang jumped down from the horse carriage and threw a package of money to the two Xuan Shi who were driving the carriage, then headed towards the manor.

  "Master is here! Master has arrived!" Many villagers were busy by the side of the road, and when they saw Xu Yang, they all gathered around.

  Xu Yang saw that they had placed bamboo baskets and other things beside them, and asked curiously: "Today is cold and the ground is frozen, how can it be suitable for farming?"

  A young farmer, rubbing his head and smiling foolishly, said: "The young master is kind and generous, giving us the land to cultivate and dividing the harvest into four parts. Everyone's heart is filled with gratitude. Although it's cold now, the soil has almost thawed out, so we'll carry some fertilizer over and spread it on the field to fertilize it."

  Another old farmer laughed and said: "That's right, if we harvest more grain, we can get a bigger share!"

  Xu Yang nodded and asked another question: "Is there enough millet for winter?"

  The first farmer's son nodded hastily: "Enough, enough! Several cadres have given us enough food, enough to eat until the summer harvest, now we are at ease."

  Xu Yang asked two more questions, and upon learning that the clothes were indeed well-made, he nodded and instructed: "As spring plowing is approaching, if you need farm tools, you can rent them from the estate's management office. If there are natural disasters or poor harvests, you won't have to pay the rent."

  Xu Yang walked all the way back to his mansion, with grateful voices of farewell ringing in his ears. It was clear that these villagers were truly and sincerely thanking him, unlike when they met Xu Bapi, where fear outweighed respect.