Shennong Dao Master

But now there was a missing link, and Zhao Xing felt that the path he was taking wasn’t perfect.

While Zhao Xing was deep in thought, suddenly—

A shadow appeared above Nanyang Star Land.

"Hmm?"

Looking up, Zhao Xing discovered that at some unknown moment, the barrier above Star Land had opened. Amidst swirling clouds and mist, an army surrounded by Flying Dragons appeared.

"What’s going on?" Zhao Xing asked in surprise, looking at Chen Shijie, Long Xiao, and Xia Jing above the clouds.

"Hahaha," Xia Jing laughed heartily upon seeing Zhao Xing, "Old Chen, say something, will you? Just give us the command, and I’ll immediately unleash a thousand arrows—thousand dragons’ breaths..."

Long Xiao teased as well, "Yeah, Old Chen, didn’t you say just now that no one would get special treatment, even if they’re people from Ancient Hill, friends of Zhao Xing? Rules of Great Zhou shouldn’t be broken."

Chen Shijie’s face turned dark as he glared viciously at the two of them, "Shut up, both of you!"

However, Long Xiao and Xia Jing continued laughing without restraint, completely ignoring Chen Shijie.

They even vividly recounted to Zhao Xing how Chen Shijie had been gnashing his teeth on the way here.

"...that’s how it is, Chen Shijie stirred up such a commotion just to suppress you, the Grand Minister of Agriculture," Xia Jing said, holding back laughter.

Watching Chen Shijie’s darkened face and Xia Jing and Long Xiao’s endless laughter, Zhao Xing promptly flipped his hand and suppressed the two.

"You scoundrels, how dare you insult Mr. Chen? Guards, seize them and behead them."

Seeing Chen Shijie’s face still grim, Zhao Xing emitted a burst of Thunder Light from his hand, "No one’s taking action, then I will!"

Long Xiao stiffened his neck, eyes wide, "Seriously, you’re not kidding, right?"

Xia Jing, however, was calm and gestured reassuringly.

They’re giving Old Chen a way out; there’s no way they’d really execute anyone.

Seeing the Thunder Light truly heading toward the two of them, Chen Shijie immediately slapped it away, "Stop pretending to be afraid, disperse quickly. It’s embarrassing enough being in public."

Nanyang Star Land was only so big, and Zhao Xing’s sudden commotion coupled with Chen Shijie’s arrival caused the partners at the gathering to immediately take notice.

Du Yun, Tuoson, Xu Youling, Gu Ming, Qi Tian, Yang Baihe, and others all ran to the canyon to join the fun.

"Zhao Xing, did you have a breakthrough?" Xu Youling’s little face turned red, eyes sparkling as if she’d spotted a treasure.

"Well..."

Before the words were out, Xu Youling, emboldened by the wine, struck at Zhao Xing, "Zhao Xing, lend me a seed!"

Purple light gleamed in her eyes, and Zhao Xing immediately felt a tingling itch on his magic body’s left arm, as if something was about to burst forth.

This was the Xuanling Seed Borrowing Method.

Xu Youling, thrilled by the hunt, wanted a spar, which was perfectly fine, but Zhao Xing found her words oddly suggestive.

Almost as if she was teasing him.

"The seeds are precious and not for lending."

Zhao Xing gently shook his shoulder, dissolving the Three Treasures Dao Sect’s Xuanling Seed Borrowing Method.

"Hahaha," The people beside them burst into laughter.

"What’s so funny? Join me!" Xu Youling rolled up her sleeves, "He just had a breakthrough, and my Xuanling Seed Borrowing Method doesn’t work anymore. If you don’t come now, you might not get another chance!"

Egged on by Xu Youling, everyone grew somewhat inclined.

Even Du Yun couldn’t help but place his hand on his sword.

He had lost to Zhao Xing once before; now everyone was in the Reincarnation Realm, each with their own encounters and progress—could they spar once more?

"Oh, this is going to be good," Xia Jing clapped his hands, smiling at Zhao Xing surrounded by the crowd. "Come, come, I’m opening the bets. If the Grand Minister of Agriculture loses, it’s a 100-to-1 payout. Who wants to place a bet?"