readsfreenovel Chapter 932 - 25: The Artist: I Opened Xirong Manor in the Immortal Realm (Part 2)
Chapter 932 - 25: The Artist: I Opened Xirong Manor in the Immortal Realm (Part 2)
"Humph huff humph huff!"Emperor Rong swung his hoe with great vigor.
"Bai Xingling, you rascal, why are you slacking off?"
"Food God, is dinner ready for tonight?"
"Let me dig a bit more, just opened a new map, and the Sword Casting Manor needs to be built."
"Alrighty."
...
Above, a white-clothed man painting sat quietly at the peak, overlooking the miners below and the distant newly arrived ones trying to approach, looking to woo a bride.
"Some new materials have appeared, nice."
He smiled slightly.
On the canvas filled with veins of ore, the expressions of shock and astonishment gradually appeared under the brush of the arriving miners being lured.
"Since ascending, I've gained quite a lot here."
He looked down at the diligent miners, very satisfied, and continued to pick up his brush, painting the passing visitors.
The Chronicles of Time clearly no longer fit; a new name is needed.
[Immortal Realm Ukiyo-e]
This scene of eternal painting began just now, recording the grand chapters of history.
He smiled, raised his head, and looked at the signboard of [Xirong Manor], then glanced at the joyous Jiucai Rong, Night Mad Cultivator, and others below.
He moved all the members of the Ancient Tomb from the Chronicles of Time here.
Moreover.
Jiucai Rong and others have all become Immortals.
This seems incredible, but it's not difficult for him.
Because he found a nearby controlled small world and helped these fellows awaken with all sorts of tricks, using a day that equates to a hundred years, and spent over a millennium growing, naturally becoming Immortals.
That Night Emperor before, looked like a rascal, but became so capable after immortal ascent.
What about the others?
So, he decided to nurture them!
A certain level of surprise really appeared, these individuals were quite decent after becoming Immortals.
At the very least, the logic of mining and farming was deeply rooted in their hearts.
As for why the name [Xirong Manor]?
With his wit and resourcefulness, after Night Emperor returned to the battlefield, connecting some previous incidents, he gradually had some guesses.
The mysterious Xirong appearing in Nine-state... might be related to that group of so-called Ancestor Demon Gods.
Although there's no evidence, he didn't need evidence, directly naming his forces [Xirong Manor].
As for wronging?
Wrong is wrong.
If it's true, then it's interesting.
A mysterious hidden force suddenly appearing in Nine-state, casting swords... Maybe it's a secret organization from another world? Perhaps there's a great Immortal realm background behind it?
Just right to help them gain fame, the Immortal Realm's [Xirong Manor] will embark on a great journey from mining tasks, becoming the number one sword-casting manor in the Immortal Realm.
The painter always cautious, adventuring in the world cannot have no disguise on him?
He's never shown his real name in any history.
Though the resourceful Emperor Rong suggested naming his disguise: Li Feiyu, supposedly a handsome name deeply impressed on his fragmented memories.
But the painter didn't like it, choosing his preferred name.
He looked at those giggling brick-moving blacksmiths, and softly said:
"From today on, I am the Xirong Manor Master."
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Ning Zheng could only guess that Jiu Shui's Three Calamities and Seven Tribulations might be difficult, but couldn't foresee the painter's Immortal realm ascent being so colorful and diverse.
His true self hadn't walked the mining route in the Immortal realm, opened a mining sub-branch of Xirong Manor, and someone built one for him.
Already taking the role of Xirong Manor Master, beginning to lead the mining efforts, starting to exploit a group of Sand Sculpture Immortals as labor, engaging in primitive accumulation.
Simply No-Life Sect second, also impersonating Xirong, trying to make money everywhere.
Ning Zheng didn't know the painter's remarkable life, instead pondering one matter now:
"Those silly blacksmiths are planning to find a beautiful master for Night Emperor behind his back."
"Bold enough to act riskily, but not daring to tell Night Emperor..."
Ning Zheng couldn't help but shake his head.
They could act recklessly as players, but Ning Zheng as a planner had to consider a lot.
The players' antics weren't limited to a day or two, but some consequences had to be contemplated.
Ning Zheng didn't oppose them finding an Immortal realm backer, after all, Sword Casting Manor soared using such tactics borrowing power and prestige.
Only Night Emperor's side needed handling.
He pondered a bit, quickly thought of a solution, then opened the spatial vortex, and conversed with Daojiu and others on the Celestial Destiny World side:
"Help me send a message to the Night Emperor in the Immortal realm."
Daojiu was working in the blacksmith shop, pounding iron with the hammer, sparks flying, looking at the suddenly appearing palm-sized space turbulence silhouette, and was momentarily puzzled:
"No problem."
The Immortal realm sells super cross-realm communication stones, but the price is extremely high.
Night Emperor got one, using it for communication over in the Celestial Destiny World.
Although Night Emperor is a player, Ning Zheng could directly use the [Observer Perspective] to converse with Night Emperor, but that's too foolish.
Exposing he can monitor anytime?
Thus, Ning Zheng shut off their observer perspective, forum functions, for Jian Xin, Night Emperor, and those people!
They didn't know they were players, reducing their inner grievances.
At this moment.
Not long after, the communication stone in Daojiu's hand transmitted a voice: "I am Night Emperor."
Ning Zheng said to the iron-working Daojiu, "Tell him about the recent plans of Sword Casting Manor blacksmiths."
Daojiu was surprised: "Really want me to say it?"
Transforming the Celestial Destiny World needed their hands.
They're naturally aware of this defying plan: intending to find a master for the Celestial Destiny World, planning to make Night Emperor a pet of an Immortal realm big shot.
Though they called it defying, their hearts shamefully stirred.
They loved cunning plans.
By normal player circumstances, Night Mad Cultivator would certainly wholeheartedly agree to this plan, as a player seeking a beautiful master.
But Night Mad Cultivator has grown now, matured, seasoned... no longer a Sand Sculpture player.
"Really want me to talk?"
Daojiu looked at the Manor Master's expression and felt compelled to explain the general process.
Night Emperor upon hearing showed no anger, his expression remained calm: "So, Manor Master, what's your view?"
"There's a way for mutual benefit," Ning Zheng said softly.
"Please go on," Night Emperor replied.
Ning Zheng said: "Wasn't it during the Nine-state battle, before sneaking away, you secretly took your counterfeit Night Emperor along with you?"
Night Emperor was stunned.
He instantly understood the meaning.
That painter Night Emperor was indeed secretly taken away by him.
After all, as long as one isn't foolish, targeting one's clone first in a group is sure, any green-horned friend knows to first capture the naked impostor among people.
He was observing at the time and secretly grabbed painter Night Emperor, secretly researching afterward.
He found this Night Emperor didn't recognize him.
Indeed like cognitive impaired logic embers, didn't think himself dead, didn't think he was painted, didn't know him as the true Night Emperor.
Various cognitive obstacles!
Interesting.
Special.
Even eerie.
After researching him a bit, he sealed him up, leaving for future use perhaps.
For example, as his double, feigning death, on certain battlefields having miraculous effects.
"You mean, using my fake to..."
Night Emperor instantly hesitated, what kind of matryoshka doll scheme is this?