NOVPUBThe box was covered in a thin layer of dust, and as the purple box was slowly opened, a "click" sounded, as if something ancient had been revealed to the daylight once again.
As the box opened, a streak of purple light flew out from inside and melded into Xu Zimei’s head.
This purple light was a segment of memory left by the Ice Snow Emperor, related to the origin and use of the item inside the box.
Xu Zimei, in his former life, also knew of this, and so he was not particularly curious about this memory.
With the box fully opened, a purple petal lay quietly inside.
Xu Zimei slowly picked up the petal, which was as red as blood, yet it was enveloped in strands of grey mist.
After confirming the petal was correct, Xu Zimei then stored it in his Storage Ring.
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The light of the day arrived as promised, and darkness followed suit.
The Chi Family was bustling on this evening, for tomorrow was the day when Chi Qianxue would accept her ancestor’s inheritance and officially become a Saintess.
The entire Chi Family was busy making arrangements during this time period.
Whether it was clan members within Heavenly Pool City or those still outside, all were to return to attend this ennoblement ceremony.
Xu Zimei, looking into the pitch-black night, rode off with Xiao Guizi on the Dark Heaven Tiger, leaving the Chi Family behind them.
The two left without saying a word to anyone, and the disciples guarding the gate did not dare to intercept.
"Senior brother, why don’t we wait until after Chi Qianxue’s ennoblement ceremony tomorrow before we leave?" Xiao Guizi asked curiously.
"We are, after all, merely passersby," Xu Zimei shook his head and replied.
"Where are we heading to now?" Xiao Guizi asked in confusion.
"To kill," Xu Zimei replied indifferently.
As the roar of the Dark Heaven Tiger resounded into the distance, their figures quickly disappeared into the night.
At this moment, in the direction of the Chi Family, Chi Qianxue stood on the city tower of Heavenly Pool City.
Clad in a light blue gown, the breeze tossed the tips of her hair into disarray as she watched the departing figures. For some reason, her heart felt slightly less anxious, yet more desolate.
"Don’t blame yourself for this," the Third Elder emerged from the shadows behind her and said softly, "Some people are like born rulers, destined not to be tied down by the bonds of love."
"But why do I feel that he’s more like a demon?" Chi Qianxue murmured to herself.
The Third Elder sighed and said, "Don’t think too much. Prepare yourself, for tomorrow you will receive the ancestor’s inheritance."
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Mixed Yuan Ancient City was located to the west of the Chi Family, and this ancient city could even be considered one of the largest cities on the Eastern Continent.
It is said that during the Wild Desolation era, a great terror descended, and a heaven-shaking battle took place within Mixed Yuan Ancient City.
That battle nearly destroyed the entire ancient city.
Following the start of the Era of Emperors, time and memories bid farewell to the dark ages, and a new light once again enveloped the world.
People decided to rebuild the ancient city, to restore its former glory.
The present-day Mixed Yuan Ancient City, after extensive reconstruction, has now become a representative city in the core area of the Eastern Continent.
Although it has been renewed all around, amidst these newer buildings, one can occasionally see remnants of the previous era’s ruins.
Xu Zimei and Xiao Guizi traveled all the way to Mixed Yuan Ancient City, which stood like a colossal wild beast proud between heaven and earth.
The ancient aura that had slumbered for a million years seemed to awaken once again.
"Senior brother, will this method really work?" Xiao Guizi asked curiously.
"Whether it works or not, we should always try," Xu Zimei replied, "I had originally planned to use Jiang Mochou as bait, but unfortunately, it failed. Now, it’s up to you."
The two entered the city, which appeared exceptionally bustling.
It wasn’t just the human race that lived in Mixed Yuan Ancient City; races like the Bull Demon Race, Strength Race, and even the Undying Race all had a presence there, to a greater or lesser extent.
In fact, on the Yuan Central Continent, which is divided into five continents, putting aside the core area of the Central Continent, of the other four continents, the Eastern Continent presumably has the widest coverage of the human race.
On the other three continents, the numbers of these diverse races are enough to contend with humans, and even on the Western Continent, the human population is less than that of the other races.
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Towering and dark-skinned, the Bull Demon Race is born with two curved horns atop their heads, which produce twin plumes of white smoke with each breath they take.
Xiao Guizi watched in amazement; for someone who had never left the Extreme West Region, the outside world was full of wonders.
"Hurry and look! A newcomer in the arena has already won a hundred matches and is preparing to challenge the Unbroken Sword."
Someone on the street ran swiftly toward the east side, shouting as they went.
"No way, after all these years, someone is finally challenging the Unbroken Sword?"
"Ha-ha, I remember the last time the Unbroken Sword made a name for itself by defeating the Saint Heir of the Mo Family."
The tourists strolling along the road, as well as some of the street vendors, upon hearing this, hurriedly put down their work and hurriedly tidied up their stalls, then followed the crowd running toward the east.
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Xiao Guizi grabbed a vendor who was running towards the east and asked curiously, "Could you tell me, who is this Unbroken Sword?"
"Let go of me, otherwise, if we’re late, there won’t be any good spots left," the man said impatiently, shaking off Xiao Guizi’s arm.
A long staff whistled through the air, tearing through the storm overhead with boundless momentum and stopping just above the man’s head, bringing with it a fierce wind.
Seeing Xiao Guizi holding the iron staff with a commanding presence, the man quickly put on a smile and explained, "The Unbroken Sword is our Mixed Yuan Ancient City’s number one talent.
He has set up a stage in the city’s arena, declaring that anyone who can win a hundred consecutive matches gets the chance to challenge him.
If they can defeat him, they will receive the inheritance of the Eternal Sword God that he obtained in his youth."
"Interesting," Xiao Guizi said with a smile, turning his head to look at Xu Zimei, waiting for his reply.
"Let’s go have a look then," Xu Zimei nodded.
Xu Zimei had no recollection of this Unbroken Sword in his past life; he seemed to be a talent who had perished along the way.
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The grand and stunning arena was located at the central position of Mixed Yuan Ancient City.
Both sides of the arena were encircled by a pair of enormous bull horns that rose hundreds of meters high, their curved tips shimmering with a black luster.
The ground of the arena was forged from dark Mysterious Crystals, which had entirely vanished with the end of the Wild Desolation era.
Disciples of the Bull Demon Race stood at the front of the arena, explaining with pride to the surrounding races’ people: "See that? Legend has it that when the great terror came, our Bull Demon Ancestor defended this place alone.
Despite being vastly outnumbered, the Ancestor did not retreat even half a step, and even at the last moment, he chose to use his own life to seal the place rather than flee.
This is the style of our Bull Demon Race."
