Chapter 2293 - 2294: Rules

Upon finishing his speech, Qian Kunzi stood up and formed an unknown spell with his fingers.

Beneath the towering cliff, within Qiulong Tan, a long, monstrous creature coiled in spirals rose from the mist.

Amidst the clouds and fog, a lengthy creature appeared, its scales like iron and eyes like lanterns—a flood dragon several dozen zhangs long, roughly the thickness of a barrel.

The dragon had yet to grow horns atop its head nor claws beneath its body, but it already exhibited the characteristics of a dragon as it leapt and soared through the air.

Qian Kunzi stood with hands behind his back, his sleeves fluttering, as the flood dragon soared in front of him and obediently halted at the edge of the cliff.

He stepped onto its back and drew a talisman with a flourish on its head, then shouted.

"Rise!"

And so the flood dragon ascended into the sky, half cloud, half mist, heading toward the Central Plains.

Dao Hezi and others, witnessing the divine skills of Ancestor Master Qiankun, knelt down once more to bid him farewell.

At Yinxue Tower's battle, Yang Fei thoroughly subdued Huaxia's Cultivation World, hinting at the presence of the top True Man of the Cultivation World.

After repeated intense battles, no cultivator, whether from the Righteous or Demonic Path, dared to act recklessly.

Yang Fei single-handedly compelled all cultivators to submit, restoring Yinxue Tower to its peak position as number one.

As Xue Mingtai and others at Yinxue Tower experienced the fierce conflict, they felt for the first time the jungle law of survival in the Cultivation World.

Everyone channeled their pain into resolute cultivation.

Yannan City, Longwan Villa, Villa 44.

In Villa 44, a large tree stood tall, stretching into the sky.

The dense shade nearly covered half the courtyard, casting a verdant shadow.

Entering the courtyard and breathing in, one felt invigorated, seemingly rejuvenated.

This tree is Jianmu, once the World Tree.

Only two exist globally, one in Martial God City at Yinxue Tower, the other transplanted from there by Yang Fei to Longyuan Villa.

To plant the Jianmu Divine Tree requires its consent; otherwise, no matter how you plant, it retracts underground, disappearing without a trace.

At its roots lies the Spring of Life.

This is the Spring of Life Yang Fei brought from Black Forest Space, with clear waters and thick spiritual energy.

Yang Fei also arranged a small illusion array in Longyuan Villa.

From outside, the layout and circumstances within the villa remain unseen.

Even aerial drone reconnaissance captures only mist above the courtyard.

With Jianmu Divine Tree and Spring of Life, the small courtyard became a miniature Cave Heaven and Blessed Lands.

Even Zhang Lifang, who is unwilling to cultivate, remains disease-free and eternally youthful living here.

Lin Xueyi, Su Yinxue, and Xiao Xuanya, guided by Yang Fei, diligently practiced superior cultivation arts daily.

Xueyi's Lanting Group operates autonomously with professional managers, freeing her from managing hotels.

Yinxue also relinquished management of Yalan International.

Under Chen Ke's leadership as CEO, Yalan International became an international giant conglomerate.

Yalan International encompasses over thirty companies.

Spanning shipping, electronics manufacture, new building materials, hospitals, banks, online games, celebrity films, among others.

Now, Yalan International is a massive multinational corporation.

Its influence extends beyond East Asia to North America, Western Europe, including multiple countries in the Danube River Basin.

Since the resurrection of nature's spiritual energy, Yinxue Tower's status faces immense challenges.

Yet, Yalan International's dominance remains steady as Mount Tai.

It's noon now; Su Yinxue, Lin Xueyi, and others are in their rooms, practicing breathing exercises.

Due to an afternoon class, Xiao Xuanya rushed out.

She reached the courtyard, suddenly sensing a black cloud overhead.

The black cloud hung low, almost above the Jianmu Divine Tree.

Within the cloud, something coiled and twisted with flashes of golden light.

Having gained much knowledge about the Cultivation World through experience, Xiao Xuanya recognized the ill omen.

She swiftly retreated toward the villa.

But nature's spiritual energy surged, rapidly forming a giant hand reaching for Xiao Xuanya.

Xuanya felt her body tighten and was hoisted toward the black cloud.

At that moment, Su Yinxue and Lin Xueyi, who had been cultivating, rushed out.

Xuanya, airborne, shouted.

"Yinxue, Sister Xueyi, escape quickly..."

Yet another giant hand emerged and scooped Su Yinxue and Lin Xueyi into the black cloud.

A post gently drifted from the cloud.

Hearing sounds, Zhang Lifang dashed forth, only to witness the cloud rapidly retreat.

The fright left her distraught, discovering a golden invitation in the courtyard.

"Master Wen Yang, a dragon among men, challenges you to a duel atop the summit of the Tianshan Mountains on September 15th—the joy of battle."

The golden characters gleam on the invitation, brimming with spiritual energy.

By 3 PM, the invitation reached Yang Fei at distant Yinxue Tower.

Zhang Lifang, with tear-filled eyes, looked at Yang Fei, remaining silent.

These years, the four women lived closely, akin to family, but even closer.

With three suddenly abducted, Zhang Lifang seemed soul-less.

Furrowing his brow, Yang Fei stared at the invitation, unspoken.

Mad Blade stood beside Yang Fei, fuming, slamming a table, cursing.

"That old bastard is despicable; mortal world rules dictate that family remains untouched."

"He dared capture Little Bird Yang's women, utterly violating the rules."

Fan Yi, with furrowed brows, shook his head, hearing Mad Blade's words.

"At Qian Kunzi's realm, no earthly rules constrain him."

"Such a high mastery of Taoist laws, acting freely—speaking of rules is sheer folly."

Mad Blade stood speechless, dazed a moment, then slammed the table fiercely.

"Fine, we'll compete with fists, strength..."

A sense of doubt crept into Mad Blade's diminishing voice.

Who is Qian Kunzi?

This old freak is the last Ancestor Master of the Kunlun Sect, residing in space fragments for over two centuries.

Arriving on Earth, he remained hidden in Kunlun with unfathomable Taoist mastery.

Contending this person with fists is sheer folly.

Just then, Yang Fei spoke, calmly.

"Mad Blade is right—strength and fists govern the Cultivation World; we'll compete with fists!"