Late at night, starlight shone on the Grand Duke's residence in Seven Seas City. The glazed tiles reflected the starlight in the sky.
"Tuk tuk tuk …"
A horse galloped in, and a graceful figure rode into the residence. Two guards immediately went up to her. "Who is it? How dare you trespass the Duke of Seven Seas' residence?!"
The girl on the horse lifted her cloak, revealing an elegant and refined face. It was Tang Xiaoxi.
"Ah, it's Princess Xi!"
The two guards hurriedly bowed respectfully and said, "Why did Princess Xi return to Seven Seas City so late? And there was no news at all."
Tang Xiaoxi looked anxious. "Let's not talk so much. Where is Grandpa?"
"Duke Lan is resting in his residence."
"Bring me there."
"Yes!"
After passing through the pavilion, they arrived at Duke Canglan's residence. This place didn't seem luxurious at all. It was just an extremely ordinary wooden house, sitting alone by the lake. There was still light inside. Tang Lan was wearing a duke's brocade robe, and he was reading a book on military strategy. His beard and hair had already turned white, and his old face looked a little tired.
"Dong dong." With a knock on the door, Tang Xiaoxi said from outside, "Grandpa, are you asleep? Xiao Xi is back. "
Tang Lan's heart instantly trembled. He put down the book in his hand, stood up, and went straight to the door. When he opened the door, he saw Tang Xiaoxi standing under the moonlight. He couldn't help but smile. "Xiao Xi, why did you return to Seven Seas City so late? You should have told Grandpa in advance!"
Tang Xiaoxi immediately held Tang Lan's arm and said with a smile, "Didn't I want to give Grandpa a surprise?"
"Really?"
Tang Lan squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm afraid it's not just a surprise. You returned to Seven Seas City for Lin Muyu, right?"
"Ah?"
Tang Xiaoxi was taken aback. She opened her mouth wide and smiled shyly. "So grandpa has guessed it …"
Tang Lan looked at her precious granddaughter very gently and said with a smile, "Humph, I also have a lot of spies in Lanyan City, okay? I already know that you are friends with that boy named Lin Muyu. Sigh … Granddaughter has grown up and is looking for a husband. As your grandfather, should I prepare a betrothal gift for you as soon as possible?"
"Grandpa …"
Tang Xiaoxi frowned and said, "It doesn't matter if it's a betrothal gift or not. I'm worried that he's about to die in Tong Tian Tower!"
"This brat destroyed the Nurturing Hall, killed several members of the Imperial Guard, and injured an officer of the Nurturing Hall. This punishment is enough for him to die seven or eight times over. Exiling him to Skysplit Tower is already the lightest punishment." Tang Lan's eyes turned cold. "Moreover, Divine Marquis Zeng Yifan also wants to kill Lin Muyu. If we, the Seven Seas Tang Sect, don't get involved if we can."
Tang Xiaoxi pursed her red lips and tears filled her eyes. "Grandpa, do you only care about power and weight? Xiao Xi likes Lin Muyu, don't you know that?"
Tang Lan was also stunned. His gaze became gentle as he caressed his granddaughter's hair. "Xiao Xi, it wasn't easy for our Tang Sect to have such a foundation in Seven Seas City. You should know how much Grandpa has sacrificed. Although we can be said to have a strong army, we definitely don't have the power to go against Divine Marquis Zeng Yifan. He is the world's number one military god!"
"Grandpa!"
Tang Xiaoxi bit her lips and her eyes turned red. "If you don't plead for Lin Muyu, Xiao Xi will regret it for the rest of her life. Grandpa, can't you help me just this once?"
Tang Lan took a deep breath. He really couldn't dissuade her grandpa. "Alright then. Go pack your luggage. Tomorrow morning, Grandpa will accompany you to Lanyan City to meet the Emperor. Is that okay?"
"Yes, thank you grandpa!" The girl's tears turned into a smile.
"Hurry up and go to sleep. We still have a long journey tomorrow. I'll ask the servants to prepare something delicious for you!"
"Yes, yes!"
Watching Tang Xiaoxi leave happily, Tang Lan sighed. Looking at the faint light in the night, he said indifferently, "Silly child, a lifetime is long. It's not that hard to forget someone …"
…
At this time, in Purgatory, the person Tang Xiaoxi was worried about was unaware of the situation. He was still happily refining the spiritual fire.
"Hum …"
The huge crafting cauldron opened. Lin Muyu raised his battle qi and absorbed the spiritual light on the surface of the surrounding magma. Not long after, he absorbed hundreds of spiritual lights and gathered them together. Then, he began to refine them. The cauldron trembled slightly and spat out the third layer of earth fire. The spiritual lights danced wildly in the cauldron and let out mournful wails as if their souls were being refined.
Not long after, Lin Muyu's forehead was covered in sweat.
The materials in Purgatory were indeed very different from those in the human world. At least, these spiritual lights were not so easy to refine. The repeated impact of these spiritual lights was a great hindrance to Lin Muyu and even caused him internal injuries.
It took him a whole night to completely refine these spiritual lights. They turned into wisps of spiritual fire and seeped into the depths of the crafting cauldron. The fourth layer!
But the amount was too little. It was not enough for the crafting cauldron to produce the fourth layer of fire.
So, he continued to do this over and over again. In the blink of an eye, four days had passed.
"Swoosh, swoosh …"
Another few spiritual lights turned into flames and seeped into the fourth layer of the crafting cauldron. Finally, the entire crafting cauldron shone brightly. A strange feeling of fullness made Lin Muyu realize that the refinement was successful!
Successfully refining the spiritual lights into spiritual fire allowed the crafting cauldron to comprehend the fourth layer of fire — spiritual fire!
Looking into the distance, the Seven Luminaries Demon Emperor and the Flame Spirit Ghost King had been fighting for four days and four nights, but there was still no sign of them resting. They were still fighting chaotically. Looking at the situation, it was likely that they would not be finished without more than ten days.
Lin Muyu leisurely put away the crafting cauldron and continued to catch fire frogs to fill his stomach.
Counting the days, he had been in the Tower of Babel for ten days. Not only did he survive, he actually transmigrated to the plane of Purgatory. This inevitably made him a little proud. However, looking at the plane crack that was about 30 meters high in the sky, he was troubled. It was easy to come in, but how was he going to get out? After all, he could not fly, and the height he could jump was at most about 10 meters. Going back would be a very serious problem.
"Croak, croak …"
After getting the first fire frog, he went to catch the second one. Fortunately, the number of fire frogs in the rock crack was very abundant. It would not be a problem to eat for a month.
In the end, he did not find the third one for a long time. Instead, he went deeper and deeper. In the depths of the rock crack, a scorching energy surged.
He continued to walk forward and turned around a stone wall. Suddenly, he saw a patch of fiery red in front of him. It was magma deep underground, but it didn't seem like ordinary magma. There were invisible arms mixed in the magma, and there seemed to be ghosts howling mournfully. What the hell was this?
Lulu said in the Yi Hai, "Brother, this is the flame of Purgatory. It can be called Purgatory Fire. The intensity of the flame is slightly higher than spiritual fire. Brother can try to refine this kind of Infernal Fire and refine it into the fifth layer of the crafting cauldron. This way, the crafting cauldron should be able to play a greater role."
"Yes!"
He nodded firmly. After eating the fire frog, he immediately tried to refine the Infernal Fire. The refining flame he used was the spiritual fire that he had just refined on the fourth layer. The spiritual fire, under the enhancement of the crafting cauldron, became hotter and purer. This was the capital to refine the Infernal Fire. However, this process was not easy. There was no progress for the whole night. Instead, he was exhausted.
It did not matter. He continued to work hard. Anyway, he had plenty of time!
He counted the days while trying to refine the Infernal Fire.
The Seven Luminaries Demon Emperor and the Fire Spirit Ghost King naturally fought to their heart's content. After fighting for a few days, they were still fighting fiercely, looking determined to kill.
Therefore, the entire eleventh layer of Purgatory was filled with an inexplicable sense of joy.
…
After traveling for five days, nearly 5,000 people from the Seven Seas Tang Sect arrived.
They appeared outside Lanyan City in a grandiose manner. From afar, the Imperial Guard Feng Jixing had already led his troops to welcome them. 10,000 Imperial Guards lined up outside the city to welcome them. On the surface, it seemed like a welcoming gesture. In reality, everyone could see that the Imperial Guards were prepared for the arrival of so many people from the Seven Seas Tang Sect.
Feng Jixing, dressed in a white robe, urged his horse forward. He cupped his fists and said respectfully, "General Feng Jixing pays his respects to Duke Lan!"
Tang Lan waved her hand and smiled. "General Feng, you don't have to be so polite."
"Duke Lan …" Feng Jixing asked tentatively, "Duke Lan, why did you bring 5,000 cavalry to Lanyan City?"
Tang Lan replied, "It's all for Xiao Xi. Sigh, this child is too stubborn. I'm afraid that if I don't plead for Lin Muyu, Xiao Xi will definitely not want me as her grandfather …"
Tang Xiaoxi's face turned red. "Grandfather, what are you talking about? Why would I not want you?!"
Feng Jixing laughed. "Since Duke Lan is pleading for Yu, then this general is willing to lead the way. Duke Lan, follow me!"
"Wait, General Feng."
Tang Lan pointed at the Seven Seas Tang Sect cavalry behind him and said, "These 5,000 heavy cavalry will stand guard outside the Imperial City. Xiao Xi and I will follow you to have an audience with His Majesty."
Feng Jixing revealed a trace of gratitude. "Thank you, Duke Lan, for understanding Feng Jixing's difficulties."
"Haha, we are all important officials of the Empire. Naturally, we have to consider His Majesty's interests!"
"Let's go, Duke Lan. This general will lead the way."
"Alright!"
…
When Tang Lan arrived at the Ze Tian Palace Hall, Qin Jin personally came to welcome him. This was enough to show how much the Empire valued Seven Seas City. After welcoming Tang Lan into the palace hall, Qin Jin smiled as if he had foresight. "Duke Lan, you must be here for Lin Muyu, right?"
Tang Lan nodded. "That's right. Xiao Xi and Lin Muyu have a very good relationship. Sigh … as her grandfather, I really can't dissuade her. I've really spoiled her rotten since she was young!"
Qin Jin couldn't help but smile. "How could that be? Xiao Xi is exceptionally intelligent and kind. This is a good thing! However, Duke Lan, Lin Muyu has already been in the Heaven Reaching Tower for 10 days … and there's still no news for now. This … "
Tang Lan said, "This old official doesn't dare to overstep his boundaries. I only hope that Your Majesty can shorten the deadline slightly and change it from 30 days to 20 days. How about it? This way, this old official will be able to answer to Xiao Xi."
Tang Xiaoxi stood at the side and looked at Qin Jin with a burning gaze. "Your Majesty, please grant this!"
Qin Jin took a deep breath and looked at the group of officials at the side. He asked, "Duke Lan is personally pleading for leniency. Minister Zeng, Luo Xing, do the two of you have any objections?"
Zeng Yifan's expression was a little ugly. He cupped his fists and said, "This old official will listen to Your Majesty's decision."
Luo Xing also took the opportunity to say, "This humble official is the same."
Qin Jin couldn't help but laugh. "That's good. Feng Jixing, listen to my command. Open the Heaven Reaching Tower's gates in 10 days. If Lin Muyu is still alive, then let him go and let him return to Ze Tian Palace Hall to await further orders."
"Many thanks, Your Majesty!" Feng Jixing was overjoyed.
Qin Jin turned around with a look of joy on his face. With this, he would be able to answer to his daughter, Qin Yin. However, there had been no news from Lin Muyu for many days, so it was likely that she had met with misfortune.
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