Chapter 522: You're Just a Surplus Son-in-Law, But He's a Mystic Rank Facefly!

Chapter 522: You're Just a Surplus Son-in-Law, But He's a Mystic Rank Facefly!

A Celestial Armament Commander, killed with a single punch?

The trumpet player's face was filled with shock.

In this world, it was rare for an Earth Rank Armament Commander to defeat a Celestial Armament Commander.

As for a Celestial Armament Commander who activated the Heaven and Man as One state, there was only one example. That person had indulged in pleasures to the point of affecting their cultivation. When they attempted to activate Heaven and Man as One, they didn't tighten their grip, and it directly led to their death.

But now, Mo Sankaong was directly shattered by Qi Yuan's punch!

The value of this... was truly terrifying.

Various emotions—incomprehension, joy, doubt, and shock—flitted across the faces of the crowd.

At this moment, Chen Kangbao's face revealed an exaggerated expression, "This surplus son-in-law is actually so powerful!"

Qi Yuan heard this and felt very proud.

This was the feeling he had been seeking.

Upon hearing this, the Confucian Scholar's gaze narrowed.

Such a powerful and mysterious existence was actually a surplus son-in-law?

"Too strong!" Tu Sihai swallowed his saliva.

At this moment, he was completely humbled by his previous arrogance.

The younger brother of the Heisha Brothers was even more worried, fearing that his previous disregard would provoke Qi Yuan's dissatisfaction.

"Sigh, I really want to see how beautiful Lingxuan is, to have allowed such an extraordinary man to marry into her family."

Qi Yuan casually took Mo Sankaong's storage artifact, took the silver inside, and then selected some materials.

"The rest of these artifacts are yours."

He directly discarded them.

To him, Celestial Rank artifacts were less useful than Celestial Rank materials.

After all, he needed to remelt them to extract the materials he required, which was quite troublesome.

But for the Armament Commanders present, it was different. They weren't Artisans, and even a regular Artisan would prefer a finished product.

They took the artifacts, their eyes shining with excitement.

Even Wang Dao, who had just entered the Earth Rank, received an Earth Rank Apex artifact.

Qi Yuan turned to the Confucian Scholar, his gaze calm, "Do you know Chen Kangbao?"

Chen Kangbao's face showed a puzzled expression, "Do you know me?"

The Confucian Scholar's face revealed a thoughtful expression, "Thirty years ago, when I was young, I traveled the world and met Chen Kangbao. He was an extraordinarily talented and intelligent Artisan."

Upon hearing this, Chen Kangbao's face lit up with joy, "Young Master, did you hear that? I'm so smart, I can be a strategist!"

The Confucian Scholar looked at Chen Kangbao, his thoughts complex, "Later, a group of mysterious people sought out Chen Kangbao... wanting him to join them in a grand scheme. I don't know the specifics, but I know they were crafting an extraordinary artifact."

"The Radiance Society?" Qi Yuan asked casually.

The Confucian Scholar's face changed repeatedly, and he finally nodded, "Just as I suspected."

"That's it?" Chen Kangbao wasn't interested in these details, "Since you know me, are there any other advantages I have? Try to describe them in four-character phrases."

Chen Kangbao eagerly awaited the Confucian Scholar's response.

"Proud and aloof, indifferent as jade..." The Confucian Scholar thought for a long time before coming up with these phrases.

The current Chen Kangbao was crazy and eccentric, completely different from the genius Artisan who was indifferent to fame and wealth and cared for the common people.

"Hehe, I didn't expect this old man to have so many advantages." Chen Kangbao's smile was both proud and sleazy.

"Why are you here?" Qi Yuan asked the Confucian Scholar.

The Confucian Scholar looked at Chen Kangbao, his gaze complex, "At that time, not only was Chen Kangbao invited by the Radiance Society, but so was my senior. I want... to bring back his remains and let him rest... not be buried in a foreign land."

Mentioning this, the Confucian Scholar's eyes turned desolate.

"So, they were invited by the Radiance Society to craft an artifact in the Ten Thousand Mountain Abyss? Qi Yuan pondered.

No wonder Chen Kangbao reacted to the mention of the Ten Thousand Mountain Abyss; it had triggered his storyline.

"Since it's like this, let's go in and look for Shen Lingxuan while we're at it," Qi Yuan said, walking forward.

The people behind hurried to catch up, and the Confucian Scholar, after some thought, also walked forward, disregarding his injuries.

The light in the ruins wasn't bright, and it was somewhat gloomy, with corners particularly damp.

After about a quarter of an hour, everyone stopped on a stone slab.

The stone slab was huge, a full hundred meters long, and it was all one piece.

Moss was everywhere, and there were many bloodstains.

A beeping sound rang out.

Just then, a sharp, piercing voice suddenly echoed.

It was a demonic spirit resembling a fly with a human face, looking particularly terrifying.

"A mere demonic spirit dares to be so bold? Watch as this surplus son-in-law takes action!" Qi Yuan shouted, striding forward.

The Confucian Scholar was stunned for a moment, feeling something was odd.

At this moment, Tu Sihai anxiously said, "This is a Mystic Rank Facefly, and it's already at the Mystic Rank Apex. It's most skilled in speed. How dare you, a mere surplus son-in-law, provoke it?"

The Confucian Scholar suspected his own ears.

"The Facefly demonic spirit is particularly special among demonic spirits; it's the king among them. You're just a surplus son-in-law, so don't seek death!"

Confucian Scholar: "..." Is this person sick?

"Offend the great Facefly, and you'll face the wrath of the Shen family!"

"You have no place in Ning Kingdom!"

The other Earth Rank Armament Commanders joined in with mocking words, seemingly implying that the Mystic Rank Facefly was formidable, and a mere son-in-law should not dare to be so audacious.

This scene left the Confucian scholar dumbfounded.

As a Celestial Rank Armament Commander, he had immediately seen through the true nature of the Mystic Rank Facefly.

Could it be... that he had misjudged the situation? He began to doubt himself.

"Hmph! Even if I'm a son-in-law, that doesn't mean anyone can insult me!"

Qi Yuan spoke, and his body transformed into a cannonball, rushing towards the Facefly with a mighty strike.

The mocking voices fell silent, and the sound of the trumpet filled the air.

"A son-in-law must not be disgraced!"

A powerful punch stirred up an air current, releasing a white gas.

The hideous Facefly was stunned.

He hadn't expected... for Qi Yuan to be so strong.

Boom!

With one punch, a hundred punches erupted!

The Facefly's body shattered, leaving nothing behind.

"You... a mere son-in-law, actually killed the Facefly!"

"How is that possible? It was a Mystic Rank Facefly..."

The surrounding Armament Commanders quickly put down their trumpets and began to perform with abandon.

The Confucian scholar was completely baffled, and at this moment, he dared not speak.

He could only sense that everyone here was extraordinary.

"What a pity, it didn't work hard enough. If it had diligently cultivated to the Celestial Rank, that would have been wonderful."

Qi Yuan felt a bit disappointed.

Killing this Facefly only earned him a tiny bit of experience.

If it had been a Celestial Rank, the experience would have been greater, and Qi Yuan could have devoured enough to achieve Heaven and Man as One.

Mo Sankaong and the Spirit Body Puppet had given him too little of the Heaven and Man as One state, not nearly enough to support him until he reached level 120.

...

"I never expected that this place would be the Forbidden Wasteland!"

Wu Wei, adorned in a golden silk robe, had a coiled snake woven from jade threads around his waist, looking both hideous and majestic.

"This place is not only the Forbidden Wasteland, but also a Miracle Domain!" An elderly man exclaimed with joy, his shoulders trembling.

"What? A Miracle Domain?" Wu Wei was taken aback, his face also filled with joy.

"It is said that fifty years ago, the Radiance Society gathered the chosen artisans from across the land, aiming to create a magical tool beyond the Divine Rank.

Over the years, they invited these chosen artisans into the Miracle Domain one after another.

No one knew where the Miracle Domain was located. It wasn't until fifteen years ago that the Radiance Society disappeared without a trace, no longer inviting chosen artisans. His Majesty speculated that the failure of the refinement within the Miracle Domain was the cause."

But... even so, the treasures within the Miracle Domain were astonishing!

Just among those artisans, there were many of the Celestial Rank, and even the legendary Divine Rank... If we could obtain their legacies, then..." The elderly man's expression was fervent, his face filled with greed.

The treasures here were enough to rival the wealth of an entire nation!

The Celestial Rank Armament Commanders in the room began to breathe rapidly.

"Hahaha! First, there's the Yin Essence Body, and now the Miracle Domain. Heaven's Mandate is mine!" Wu Wei laughed heartily.

If he obtained the treasures here, to what extent would his strength be enhanced?

After taking away the Yin essence from the Yin Essence Body and stepping into the Divine Rank, his ambitions would no longer be a pipe dream.

This was the Divine Rank!

Even in the Raksha Kingdom, there were only a few Divine Rank existences.

"Speaking of this, if my memory serves me right, if it weren't for the fall of Divine Judgment, the Radiance Society wouldn't have dared to openly invite chosen artisans into the Miracle Domain." A Celestial Rank Armament Commander revealed the hidden truth.

"It seems there is such a saying. The fall of Divine Judgment seemed to be related to some celestial conflict, and it should be connected to the Miracle Domain." An elderly man recalled.

It was because of the Radiance Society's involvement that Wu Wei had decided to deal with Divine Judgment.

Just then, the elderly man's gaze suddenly sharpened: "Who's there!"

In the distance, a butterfly-like creature flashed by, but it was too late as it was spotted.

"A Demonic Spirit? No!" The elderly man was surprised and quickly gave chase.

With his strength, it would only take some time to capture that butterfly-like creature.

"It's just a strange creature, nothing to fear. Our priority is to enter the Miracle Domain." Wu Wei's voice rang out.

The chasing elderly man finally stopped in his tracks.

"Everything is up to you, Your Highness."

"Hmph! Mo Sankaong is truly useless. Up till now, he hasn't even captured that despicable Shen Lingxuan. We've obtained the treasures from the Miracle Domain... It seems we can't wait for him. We must return to the kingdom quickly." Wu Wei muttered.

Otherwise, once the news of the Miracle Domain's treasures spread, more powerful individuals would appear, and he wouldn't be able to protect the treasures obtained from the Miracle Domain.

On the other side, the Insect Girl Butterfly flapped her wings swiftly, ensuring no one was following before flying into a secret chamber.

"It's bad! The Celestial Rank Armament Commanders from the Raksha Kingdom are already approaching the entrance of the Miracle Domain. They already know what lies ahead is the Miracle Domain." Insect Girl Butterfly's face was filled with worry.

The Forbidden Source was also within the Miracle Domain.

Initially, the Radiance Society had created the Miracle Domain with the help of the Forbidden Source.

The Raksha Kingdom's group was powerful, and if they entered the Miracle Domain, it would be difficult for the Insect Girl Butterfly to obtain the Forbidden Source.

Shen Lingxuan frowned, also feeling troubled.

Just then, Insect Girl Butterfly suddenly spoke: "Do you have a husband?"

"Oh?" Shen Lingxuan was a bit surprised by Insect Girl Butterfly's question, but she nodded.

"I saw an old man outside, telling someone, 'Shen Lingxuan, your husband is here looking for you. Don't be afraid.'"

Insect Girl Butterfly's eyes gleamed with curiosity.

"Is your husband incapable? Your Yin essence is still intact, even now."

"I know of a Demonic Spirit in this Forbidden Wasteland. Its eyes can enhance virility. Do you want some?"

The Butterfly Insect Woman and the Insect Man seemed to be doing well.

Shen Lingxuan's face showed a hint of confusion, "My husband, Qi Yuan?"

Her exquisite and cold beauty was adorned with a trace of bewilderment.

She had never met Qi Yuan, only knowing him as the son of Master Qi.

According to Zhi Shuang's evaluation, he was a cowardly man, too weak to even bind a chicken.

After returning to his hometown, it seemed his mind had deteriorated, and he acted strangely.

Had he... come here? Shen Lingxuan felt that it was unlikely.

How dare he come here when he wasn't even an Armament Commander?

Perhaps he was an old monster coveting a Yin Essence Body.

"How strong is he? Does he have Celestial Rank strength? If he does, our chances of finding the Forbidden Source will greatly increase," the Butterfly Insect Woman said.

"This person might not be my husband."

"Not your husband?"

"He's an ordinary man."

"You married an ordinary man?"

"To be precise, he's a son-in-law."

"A son-in-law?"

...

The group of nine people halted before a large gate.

The expressions of those present were filled with astonishment.

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Before them was an underground palace.

It was more of a fortress than an underground palace.

This underground palace was entirely constructed from metal, with no openings or seams, forming a seamless whole.

"This is the Mystic Region," the Confucian Scholar said, his expression somber, "Within the Mystic Region, there are approximately three hundred thousand... artisans from various parts of the Qingshan Realm. They entered the Mystic Region, working quietly to forge a mysterious magical artifact."

The Confucian Scholar didn't know much more.

Only his older brother had told him before leaving that this magical artifact was crucial to the survival of the Qingshan Realm.

Without this mysterious artifact, the Qingshan Realm would face a great calamity in the near future.

"Are they all inside?" Qi Yuan's voice was calm.

The Confucian Scholar turned to Chen Kangbao, "Yes, it seems only a few managed to escape, including you, Brother Chen. The others endured torture and died."

At this point, the Confucian Scholar sighed.

There had been a major mishap in the Mystic Region, possibly due to issues with the artifact's creation.

Only a few managed to escape from the Mystic Region.

Some powerful individuals captured those who fled, subjecting them to harsh interrogations to reveal the location of the Mystic Region.

However, despite various punishments, even threats to their families and children, not a single person revealed the Mystic Region's address.

The torture was unbearable, not only physically but also causing severe damage to their souls.

In the end, everyone died.

So, when the Confucian Scholar later found Chen Kangbao in Ninghe County, seeing his madness, he chose not to disturb him.

"What secret does this Mystic Region hold that they would rather die than reveal it?" The younger brother of the Heisha Brothers asked.

"According to what you said, they failed. But if they failed, why would they be afraid of being discovered?" Tu Sihai was puzzled.

"Perhaps they failed, but not completely. They fear others entering and causing further failure," Qi Yuan guessed randomly.

"There should be a special teleportation spell within the Mystic Region," the Confucian Scholar continued, "allowing them to escape."

He kept his head down, his gaze somber.

"The entire Mystic Region is seamless. I wonder if we can find an entrance."

"We don't need an entrance; this spot seems weaker."

Qi Yuan's gaze fell on a particular spot on the door.

According to the hidden aura his eyes perceived, that area had been subjected to a powerful attack, possibly by a Divine Rank Armament General, but they had failed to break through.

Clearly, this underground palace was exceptionally sturdy.

However, in Qi Yuan's opinion, its sturdiness had limits.

It was likely that... after so many years, the energy had been exhausted.

Otherwise, even without using the Divine Judgment state, Qi Yuan feared even he might struggle to break through.

"Break it!" Qi Yuan's eyes blazed with determination.

Behind him, mocking laughter echoed.

At that moment, Qi Yuan's arm transformed into a kitchen knife.

With immense power, the indestructible kitchen knife's blade stood firmly at the weak point.

Boom!

A powerful strike directly sliced open a two-meter-wide gap.

The Confucian Scholar's eyes widened in surprise, then filled with hesitation and confusion.

"Let's... go inside."

Although he had heard that the artisans in the Mystic Region had failed, what if they hadn't?

He still held onto a sliver of hope.

The group immediately entered.

Suddenly, a sense of decay and the stench of corpses filled the air.

It was like an ancient tomb that had been sealed for a millennium.

Tu Sihai frowned, his face not looking well.

The others covered their noses.

Chen Kangbao's expression was odd, "I... I'm hungry."

As he spoke, he silently took out a bun and devoured it, his round belly not stopping him from eating voraciously.

Qi Yuan's gaze penetrated deeper.

Before him, a sea of white bones came into view.

These skeletal remains lay on the ground, their postures twisted, as if enduring something in life.

Some sat upright, as if accepting death calmly.

Qi Yuan's gaze settled on a particular skeleton.

It wore a black robe, holding a broken sword in its hand.

This broken sword emanated a dangerous aura, but its spirit had long since vanished.

"This... is a Sacred Artifact?" Qi Yuan's voice remained calm.

Over a decade ago, this very man in the black robe had held a Sacred Artifact, a broken sword, and relentlessly hacked at the underground palace, attempting to carve out a path.

This broken sword, devoid of its spirit, was inferior even to a Celestial Artifact.

"This is the remains of a Divine Rank powerhouse," Qi Yuan stated, his voice still composed.

The others' breathing quickened, their gazes involuntarily drawn to the storage artifact belonging to the owner of the remains.

However, Qi Yuan made no move, and neither did the others dare to act.

The Confucian scholar, clad in a scholar's robe, gazed upon the white bones on the ground, his aura of vitality collapsing.

"I am Qian Muzhi, the National Master of Shangguo..."

"It's actually Qian Muzhi, one of the top three Divine Rank powerhouses in the world. Fifty years ago, he disappeared, and now he's here!" Tu Si Hai's breathing grew rapid.

"When darkness falls, demonic spirits run rampant, the front lines are in peril, and the realms fall one by one. Qingshan Realm... might be the next to fall."

The Armament Commanders present paled upon reading this.

"But wasn't the Forbidden Wasteland eradicated? How can this be...?" They sensed impending doom, as if they had stumbled upon some secret.

"In just a thousand years, seventeen realms have fallen, transformed into the Phantom Paradise.

In another thousand years, the next to fall will be the Qingshan Realm."

"To protect the Qingshan Realm, the Radiance Society told me that we must gather the strength of all artisans to forge the Radiant Treasure.

Only through Divine Awakening of Light can we have a glimmer of hope."

"For thirty years, despite the increasing number of genius artisans hiding their identities and joining us, we have failed."

The words on the stone tablet were plain, but many of those present felt a hint of despair.

"Within the Mystic Region, there are three hundred thousand genius artisans, each a true Heaven's Elite. If they were to grow, they would become elite figures, some even leaving their names in the annals of history," the Confucian scholar murmured.

Three hundred thousand Hidden Scholars secluded in the mountains, concealing their identities, all for the purpose of forging fragments of the Radiant Treasure, hoping that the Qingshan Realm would have its own formidable power to resist the demonic spirits.

"Human effort cannot defy heavenly decree. The deities ultimately did not show us mercy... I refuse to give up... We are so close to success, just a hair's breadth away. How can we abandon our efforts?

Success or failure, we will die either way. Why should we fear death?"

"Refine the body with artifacts!"

"Refine artifacts with the body!"

"Our flesh and blood, our magical artifacts, all thrown into the Divine Awakening Forge, to awaken the great deity and open its eyes upon the Heavenly Origin!"

Within the Mystic Region, these people refined the Heavenly Origin, hoping to awaken the deity and transform the Heavenly Origin into fragments of the Radiant Treasure.

But they failed.

Despite their efforts, they failed.

The Heavenly Origin was imperfect and failed to attract the deity's attention. Without divine awakening, there was no glimpse of radiance.

In the end, they fed the spirits of all their magical artifacts and their own flesh and blood to the Heavenly Origin, strengthening it and making it perfect.

Even so, the deity did not open its eyes.

"So hungry..." Chen Kangbao sat on the ground, devouring buns.

"Everything in the underground palace, all the magical artifacts, all the food... were fed to the Heavenly Origin.

The spirits of these items... were devoured by the Heavenly Origin."

"Some of the artisans even fed their own flesh and blood to the Heavenly Cloud."

"People die every day, and many more are starving... but they refuse to eat, feeding everything to the Heavenly Origin, including our own flesh and blood."

"I even considered breaking open the underground palace to feed it to the Heavenly Origin, but I failed."

"I don't know how much the Heavenly Origin can eat, or how long it will keep eating... before it opens its eyes and looks upon this place."

The words on the stone tablet carried a hint of desolation.

"We sit here, waiting to die. I help those who can't bear the hunger, ending their suffering by feeding them to the Heavenly Origin."

Once you enter the Mystic Region, there is no leaving.

Due to the Heavenly Origin, this place had long become a dead end.

Evidently, within the underground palace, three hundred thousand Hidden Scholars had hidden their identities, tirelessly refining the Heavenly Origin day after day, exhausting their hearts and souls.

Yet, they still failed.

They were unwilling to accept death so easily.

They fed the spirits of their flesh and blood, as well as their magical artifacts, to the Heavenly Origin, making it more perfect.

They endured hunger, one by one, embracing death.

"In the end, I sent five people out through the Radiance Society's teleportation formation.

I hope that in five years, they will bring people from the Radiance Society to the Mystic Region... In five years, the Heavenly Origin should have devoured everything here."

"Whether the deity opens its eyes or not... I will not live to see it."

The words on the stone tablet came to an abrupt end.

Qian Muzhi, holding the broken sword, sat on the cold stone tablet. Unfortunately, his flesh and blood had been completely devoured, and it was unknown whether his face held despair or anticipation when he met his end.

Chen Kangbao stuffed a bun into his mouth, then suddenly spoke, "Young Master, so many people have died here. Let's set up a feast... and let them eat too."

(End of Chapter)

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