No Money to Cultivate Immortality? - Chapter 822 (Patreon)

Chapter 822: Why Would It Be Given to Zhang Yu?!

Amid a thunderous explosion, Ying Aikun’s primordial spirit rolled backward, already carrying his physical body as it shot forward like lightning.

One berserk, roaring corpse unit after another charged toward him, but Ying Aikun did not even look at them. He struck out with one palm, and violent spatial distortions swept forth, drawing the corpse units one after another into the Qiankun Gourd at his waist.

Inside this Qiankun Gourd was a space unto itself. At a glance, it was filled with Soul Cultivator factories busily working without pause.

At this very moment, the corpse units had only just fallen inside when great numbers of Soul Cultivators rushed up with artifacts under their control, turning them into raw materials on the assembly line. After a series of processing steps, they would once again become immortal dao materials ready for sale.

Kunxu’s Dimensional Structure was under strict control. In theory, individuals were not allowed to possess a true independent personal space without permission.

To possess such an independent space, or in other words, a cavern-heaven, one often had to go through layer upon layer of strict approval. There were strict controls over its purpose, ownership, standards, future plans, and the fees related to the Spiritual Realm, spiritual essence, and so on.

Just like the many small worlds within the sect layer now, which resembled Old Days Graveyard, their essence was also a kind of independent space. The masters behind them all had connections that reached the heavens, and often possessed complicated equity structures as well.

Therefore, even within the sect layer, the storage artifacts owned by the vast majority of cultivators were more or less the same as the storage artifacts of the lower realm today. Their principles all came from the compression and containment of space.

But in the past, relying on his background, Ying Aikun had forced the creation of an independent space like the Qiankun Gourd, using it as his own abode for his personal use alone.

Once, inside this Qiankun Gourd, there had not only been factory zones, but also vast estates of antique charm, with pavilions and towers, rolling spirit veins and mountain peaks, endless medicinal fields, private lakes, private seas, and a private starry sky.

At its peak, the entire internal space of the Qiankun Gourd had a large number of cultivators providing services for Ying Aikun, maintaining its operation like a small kingdom.

Back then, Ying Aikun had even planned to keep developing the Qiankun Gourd until it eventually became a small world like Old Days Graveyard.

Unfortunately, after that sudden change, he, a former Immortal Clan member, had fallen from his peak. His assets were investigated, seized, and confiscated one after another. The Qiankun Gourd in his hand had naturally been targeted as well, and was ultimately cut into more than ten pieces and auctioned off.

It was only thanks to the Taizhen Immortal Clan’s firm protection of him that he had been able to keep this small portion of the Qiankun Gourd’s space.

“What belongs to me, I will take back in full one day.”

Looking at the pillar of bloodlight soaring into the sky ahead, Ying Aikun knew that he was getting closer and closer to the corpse of that former Heavenly Demon Sect sect master.

“Reclaiming the inheritance this time will be the first step.”

Ying Aikun formed a dao seal with his hands, and his primordial spirit surged. He had already unleashed another Immortal-Class Technique.

As a former Immortal Clan member, and as a descendant of Ying Xintian, Ying Aikun’s control over spatial technology naturally far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators.

Techniques such as Kunlun in the Palm and Three Worlds Ten Directions Taixu Absolute Barrier were all things he had mastered long ago.

Even though his cultivation had now regressed to the Divine Transformation realm, with this spatial technology alone, along with the related artifacts and Law Husks he had kept on his body, he was enough to stand head and shoulders above the crowd in the Divine Transformation realm and look down on all others.

In the next moment, his figure flickered at high speed. He was clearly piercing through the void again and again, accelerating once more toward his target location through a series of consecutive instant movements.

While Ying Aikun was accelerating all the way forward, the other cultivators taking part in the competition also displayed their own abilities.

A cultivator from Netherworld Palace transformed his primordial spirit into a towering blood tide. Like an unstoppable tsunami, it swept away every corpse unit that drew near and rapidly approached the direction of the bloodlight.

Another cultivator from Whitebone Cult controlled a bone demon that shot forward like a white meteor, smashing everything it encountered before it into dust.

At the entrance to the Experimental Zone, although Ling Chiye could not personally witness the performance of every cultivator, he could still distinguish different cultivators’ locations through the streaks of primordial spirit Divine Light in the darkness.

“Senior Ying’s speed has increased again. He has already pulled completely away from the others.”

“Judging by the frequency of those flashes, it should be spatial immortal dao technology that pierces through the void for instant movement, right?”

Ling Chiye thought to himself, “As expected of a descendant of Great Immortal Ying. Among the many cultivators present, I’m afraid no one can compare to Senior Ying’s spatial technology. With this alone, he can already stand in an unbeatable position.”

“As for the remaining people from Netherworld Palace and Whitebone Cult, although some of them are moving very quickly too, it looks like they can no longer catch up to him.”

At the same time, Minister Qin, on the other side, looked at the darkness ahead with a worried expression.

“Sigh. Realm discrimination. A perfectly good immortal inheritance, so why are only cultivators below Void Refinement allowed to compete for it? A good Void Refinement cultivator isn’t worse than a Divine Transformation cultivator!”

At this moment, Minister Qin even felt an impulse. Should he simply cripple his own cultivation, retreat to the Divine Transformation stage, and then join the competition?

But looking at that Divine Light charging ahead at the front, Minister Qin could not help shaking his head. “Even if I enter now, I won’t be able to beat Ying Aikun.”

“Sigh. A descendant of an immortal, a Divine Transformation realm restriction, and spatial technology for traveling... You might as well just allow him alone to enter.”

Minister Qin shook his head. “And this Ying Xintian still talked about reform... In the end, doesn’t he still want to leave the good stuff to his own descendants? This antique way of thinking is even worse than the current Kunxu.”

“Sigh. I just knew that this kind of immortal inheritance... was already predetermined from the start. How could it ever be our turn?”

Seeing Deputy Minister Jiang Xunyi nearby still wanting to charge inside, Qin Chuan gave a reminder. “Don’t bother. In my view, this immortal inheritance was fixed long ago. At this card table, anyone not appointed by the dealer loses the moment they sit down.”

But Jiang Xunyi said with firm resolve, “The immortal dao is boundless, and only gambling is the shore. A person’s life is one bet after another.”

“Now that there is such an opportunity to sit at the table in front of me, how could I have achieved what I have today without taking a gamble? If I don’t keep gambling, what chance do I have to climb to the peak of the immortal dao?”

“The will to gamble is the true meaning of the immortal dao that I, Jiang Xunyi, seek.”

“Minister, I’m going...”

But before leaving, Jiang Xunyi suddenly stopped again and said, “But before I go, Minister, there is one thing I would like to ask of you.”

“Go ahead,” Qin Chuan said. “Anything is fine, except borrowing money.”

Jiang Xunyi said, “It’s almost time to get off work. I really can’t afford the overtime pay. I wonder if the following exploration...”

With a wave of his hand, Qin Chuan said, “The next stage of exploring the immortal inheritance is your personal decision. It has nothing to do with work, and will not count toward your work hours.”

Jiang Xunyi thought to himself, “You upper beast finally acted like a human for once.”

“Thanks, Minister.”

With that, Jiang Xunyi stepped out, already entering the Experimental Zone with streaks of primordial spirit Divine Light.

Looking at the streak of Divine Light Jiang Xunyi emitted in the darkness, Qin Chuan shook his head. Just as he was sighing to himself, his brow suddenly furrowed. “Jiang Xunyi is here, Ying Aikun is there... Where is Senior Zhang?”

“Senior Zhang Yu is piloting an immortal shuttle. I clearly saw that he was ahead of us before. He should have arrived long ago.”

“Why can’t I see his primordial spirit Divine Light?”

…

While one cultivator after another was each doing their utmost to advance in order to fight for the immortal inheritance, Zhang Yu, on the other side, felt his vision flash after entering the Experimental Zone. He had already arrived in an unfamiliar space.

When he looked ahead, he discovered that beneath the shroud of bloodlight, a corpse hundreds of meters tall was sitting cross-legged less than a hundred meters in front of him, emanating wave after wave of towering hatred.

Looking at this scene, Zhanxian sighed and said, “Is this the corpse of some former sect master of Heavenly Demon Sect?”

“Master-Ancestor created this Labyrinth Realm and transformed so many berserk corpse units into grotto-heaven divine beasts. Perhaps there was a cultivator skilled in corpse-unit technology cooperating with him. Could this former sect master of Heavenly Demon Sect be that collaborator?”

“Master-Ancestor... was cooperating with Heavenly Demon Sect?”

On the other side, Fu Ji said delightedly, “We came straight to the finish line? This wasn’t easy, Zhang Yu. We finally have a day like this too. Being directly preselected before the exam even starts... Having this kind of treatment means we’ve finally made a bit of a name for ourselves in Kunxu.”

In Fu Ji’s view, relying on one’s own ability and talent to pass exams and fight for rankings was nothing more than the lowest method.

Being able to directly buy the answers with money, buy off opponents, and buy rankings... That was a step further, and counted as having some foundation.

But only being preselected in advance and sent straight to the finish line was truly being capable, truly making a name in Kunxu.

Hearing this, Zhang Yu nodded slightly, but in the next moment, his brows suddenly furrowed.

At the first sight of the corpse before him, an intense feeling had surged up in Zhang Yu’s heart. Or rather, the power of Immortal Descendant had surged forth with an intense desire, wanting him to liberate the ancestor’s corpse ahead and collect the cavern-heaven power within it.

But...

“Something’s wrong...” Zhang Yu carefully sensed his own feelings and discovered that the Grotto-Heaven Power longed for by Immortal Descendant seemed to...

“It doesn’t come from this giant corpse. It comes from... something inside this corpse.”

“But it doesn’t matter. I’ll just take all of it.”

Zhang Yu clasped his palms together and had already begun circulating the power of Kunlun in the Palm, wanting to move the giant corpse before him, along with everything inside it, into his immortal grotto-heaven in one go.

But with this attempt, Zhang Yu suddenly discovered that even when he circulated his technique at full power, he could not distort the Dimensional Structure around the giant corpse.

He was like a child trying with all his might to pull up a tree. No matter how he exerted himself or roared, even if his entire body went taut and his face turned red from strain, he could not pull the tree up by even an inch.

Zhang Yu’s gaze sharpened, and he thought to himself, “Is this a restriction Ying Xintian deliberately left behind? To prevent anyone from directly carrying off this corpse?”

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yu transformed into a violent gust of wind and directly drilled into the giant corpse before him.

Since he could not take the whole thing into the immortal grotto-heaven, he decided to go inside directly and search for the thing he had sensed, the thing that Immortal Descendant longed for greatly.

Following his own perception and Immortal Descendant’s longing as he searched, Zhang Yu finally found what he wanted in the position of the giant corpse’s chest cavity and heart chamber.

It was, astonishingly, another corpse.

Zhang Yu could feel surging Grotto-Heaven Power stirring within it, waiting for him to collect it.

He thought to himself, “A corpse hidden inside a corpse...”

“In other words, the ancestor’s corpse I’m ultimately liberating is not the corpse of some former Heavenly Demon Sect sect master, but someone else entirely.”

“In that case... the corpse of the Heavenly Demon Sect sect master was only used as cover? Why do this?”

Looking at the corpse of the unknown person before him, Zhang Yu could think of only one answer. “It means this person’s identity was extraordinary, which is why they needed to be hidden.”

His thoughts only lasted for an instant. At the same time... Zhang Yu tried to take the ancestor’s corpse before him into the immortal grotto-heaven, only to find that he failed again.

The Grotto-Heaven Power inside this ancestor’s corpse was far too abundant... For Zhang Yu, trying to take the other party whole into the immortal grotto-heaven was like a tiny dung beetle trying to move an entire restroom in one go. He simply could not budge it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu had already reached out and pressed his hand against the back of the ancestor’s corpse, trying to collect the Grotto-Heaven Power within.

With this attempt, Zhang Yu felt surging Grotto-Heaven Power swarm toward him, continuously being drawn away by him.

His immortal grotto-heaven also expanded wildly along with it. Its length, width, and height gradually went from one thousand meters to one thousand and five meters... one thousand and twelve meters... one thousand and thirty-three meters...

During this extraction process, a trace of familiarity rose in Zhang Yu’s heart. “Why does this process feel like... the process of me extracting Grotto-Heaven Power from corpse units and subduing berserk corpse units?”

“This ancestor’s corpse... Could it have been made into a corpse unit?”

“The final ancestor’s corpse Ying Xintian left in this Labyrinth Realm was meant to be left for his descendants as a grotto-heaven divine beast?”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu’s heart could not help trembling. “If this ancestor’s corpse becomes a corpse unit and finally turns into my grotto-heaven divine beast, I wonder what kind of ability it will have?”

Just as Zhang Yu was madly extracting Grotto-Heaven Power, he sensed that someone else had arrived in front of the giant corpse.

…

After hurrying and rushing all the way, accelerating with all his might, Ying Aikun finally arrived before the giant corpse.

Looking at the enormous body before him, Ying Aikun felt waves of violent hatred spreading out from within the corpse.

But when he thought of the immortal inheritance, Ying Aikun still walked forward with slight excitement.

At the same time, he sensed the surrounding environment. The first thing he felt was that the giant corpse before him was shrouded by a mysterious force, making him unable to peer into its internal condition.

Ying Aikun did not care about this. After all, this giant corpse had been left behind by Ying Xintian. It was very normal that he could not observe it.

His main purpose was to sense the conditions around him and check whether anyone else was present.

“As expected... Am I the first to arrive?”

“Hahahaha, destiny has chosen me! It seems this immortal inheritance truly should belong to me!”

But when Ying Aikun walked up to the giant corpse, nothing unusual happened.

The corpse remained motionless, exactly as a corpse should.

No writing appeared around him either, and there was no Grotto-Heaven Power surging.

Ying Aikun gradually became somewhat confused and thought to himself, “This immortal inheritance... How am I supposed to accept it?”

Just as Ying Aikun was thinking, a voice suddenly came from the mouth of the giant corpse. “You are Ying Xintian’s descendant?”

Hearing this, Ying Aikun immediately became excited. “I... I am!”

Inside the giant corpse, Zhang Yu split off avatars one after another. They transformed into waves of air that shook the giant corpse’s internal organs, making it release rolling sound waves.

The giant corpse said, “Mm... Not bad.”

Ying Aikun looked at the giant corpse with some excitement, waiting for what the other party would say next, only to discover that the giant corpse had fallen into silence.

At the same time, inside the giant corpse, Zhang Yu, who was currently extracting Grotto-Heaven Power, thought to himself in frustration, “This is troublesome. I need to think of a way to stall for time.”

While the giant corpse remained silent, Ying Aikun could not help saying, “Senior...? How should I accept this immortal inheritance?”

The giant corpse gave an “Mm?” and said, “As Ying Xintian’s descendant, you don’t even know how to collect your family’s inheritance?”

Ying Aikun said with some embarrassment, “Maybe... maybe the old ancestor arranged things in too much of a hurry and forgot to leave a message for me.”

The giant corpse said, “Very well. Do you have anything valuable on you?”

Hearing this sentence, Ying Aikun became as alert as a cat whose tail had been stepped on, snapping instantly to attention.

Ying Aikun said, “Senior, what do you mean by that?”

The giant corpse said, “I’m already a dead man. Could I still be scamming you?”

“Moreover, I am the sect master of Heavenly Demon Sect. You are a member of Heavenly Demon Sect, and also Ying Xintian’s descendant.”

“You are the successor appointed by the two of us.”

Hearing these words, Ying Aikun felt the flow of mana inside him speed up. He asked, “Senior, please first tell me what exactly you want me to do.”

The giant corpse said, “An immortal inheritance is a rare and priceless treasure, seldom seen in this world. Although you possess dual identities and are the transgenerational successor appointed by me and Ying Xintian, you must still display enough talent and potential before you can accept the inheritance.”

Ying Aikun nodded slightly and said confidently, “Senior, what counts as having talent and potential?”

The giant corpse continued, “The immortal dao is boundless, and wealth is the boat. To become our transgenerational successor, the first essential condition is naturally having money.”

“Take out the most valuable things on you and let me see whether your current net worth is enough to make you an immortal’s successor.”

Hearing this, Ying Aikun’s heart startled, and he secretly cried out that this was bad.

“After I was demoted out of Myriad Laws Sect, my net worth plummeted. It’s already far inferior to what it was before. With my current financial power... Can I pass?”

Although he was worried inside, Ying Aikun remained calm on the surface and said with a heroic expression, “That’s simple.”

He reached out and patted his Qiankun Gourd. One stream of multicolored radiance after another surged out of it, revealing all kinds of scenes from the cavern-heaven inside.

Ying Aikun said proudly, “This Qiankun Gourd of mine is an independent space specially approved from above back then. Not only are its licenses and certificates complete, it can be used for four purposes: commercial, residential, combat, and transportation. It’s also connected to spiritual essence, the Spiritual Realm, and immortal qi. Although after changing hands several times, it now only has five thousand mu left, selling it for several hundred million immortal coins would absolutely not be a problem.”

In the past, Ying Aikun had too many things sufficient to prove his immortal dao potential.

But now, the most valuable thing on his entire person was this Qiankun Gourd. After introducing it, he inevitably lacked some confidence and looked toward the giant corpse with a hint of nervousness.

Listening to Ying Aikun’s introduction, Zhang Yu was secretly shocked. “This guy isn’t an Immortal Clan member anymore, right? And yet he still has this many assets? How rich was he before?”

Just then, Ying Aikun’s gaze sharpened. He sensed that more cultivators were about to arrive.

Ying Aikun hurriedly urged, “Senior? How is it? Do I count as having passed?”

Seeing that the giant corpse was still silent, Ying Aikun could not help growing anxious. “Senior!”

Zhang Yu disguised his voice as the giant corpse and said, “Calm down. This is perfect. Let us wait for the other talents to arrive so I can see whether they also have the qualifications to obtain the immortal inheritance.”

In the span of an instant, two more cultivators arrived one after another. They were Divine Transformation cultivators from Netherworld Palace and Whitebone Cult, respectively.

The moment these two cultivators arrived, they both looked at Ying Aikun with guarded expressions. After all, in the entire Experimental Zone, Ying Aikun currently had the greatest reputation and was considered the person most likely to obtain the immortal inheritance. They could not help being wary of him.

But looking at the state of the giant corpse and Ying Aikun, both of them sensed that Ying Aikun did not seem to have obtained the immortal inheritance yet. They could not help feeling secretly excited, and the greed in their eyes as they looked toward the giant corpse grew by several degrees.

At this moment, they heard the giant corpse say, “On the path of the immortal dao, the strong are honored. In the end, only one person can obtain this immortal inheritance. It will depend on which one of you it is.”

In an instant, the two cultivators from Netherworld Palace and Whitebone Cult grew tense, because both of them knew that Ying Aikun possessed a high-level Kill Permit. Even if he killed them, he would originally have borne no responsibility at all, and under the present condition where the Spiritual Realm was cut off, he had even less burden.

And Ying Aikun also knew... now that the Spiritual Realm was cut off within the Experimental Zone, without the supervision of the Righteous Gods, it was equivalent to all kinds of laws ceasing to exist. Would the two cultivators before him strike first to gain the upper hand?

In the time it took to speak a single sentence, the fragile peace between the three of them was completely broken, becoming thick with killing intent.

It was already impossible to tell who first wanted to attack. When Divine Light lit up, the powers of the three Divine Transformation cultivators had already collided fiercely.

Before either side could determine victory or defeat, another streak of Divine Light soon joined the battlefield.

“Deal with Ying Aikun first. Then we can decide the winner among ourselves and see who can seize the immortal inheritance.”

As streaks of Divine Light joined the battlefield one after another, the number of Divine Transformation cultivators besieging Ying Aikun had risen to a full eight in the blink of an eye.

Beneath the encirclement of layered Divine Light, the eight Divine Transformation cultivators each activated artifacts and unleashed Dao Techniques, attacking Ying Aikun.

Perhaps because of Old Days Graveyard’s special environment, none of them carried physical bodies. All of them had their primordial spirits wrapped around their souls, moving as fast as thunder and lightning, difficult to capture.

Seeing this, Ying Aikun merely let out a cold snort. He formed a dao seal with his hands and lightly patted his Qiankun Gourd. Every attack had already been drawn into his independent space, unable to harm him in the slightest.

A Divine Transformation cultivator shouted, “Use spatial artifacts together and interfere with his spatial entrance!”

The eight Divine Transformation cultivators all activated their own spatial artifacts in unison, trying to seal off Ying Aikun’s Qiankun Gourd.

But in the next moment, as the Qiankun Gourd soared into the sky, the spatial artifacts of the eight Divine Transformation cultivators shattered all at once. The Dimensional Structures within them had been smashed apart by the Qiankun Gourd’s independent space, leaving the Divine Transformation cultivators with faces full of heartache.

Ying Aikun said calmly, “What grade are your spatial artifacts? And you dare crash them against my Qiankun Gourd?”

Then his figure flickered. In an instant, he crossed space and appeared before the primordial spirit of a Netherworld Palace cultivator. One finger, carrying streaks of thunderfire, slammed viciously into the other party’s primordial spirit.

Originally, when Divine Transformation cultivators acted with their primordial spirits, not only was their casting speed faster, their movements were like flashes of lightning, making them the hardest to fathom and the hardest to catch.

But at this moment, Ying Aikun shuttled through space again and again, as though he could predict the future. Time after time, he crashed into the paths their primordial spirits were taking, then used heavy, successive impacts to shake the primordial spirits of several people. With his power alone, he actually beat eight Divine Transformation cultivators into retreating step by step.

At this moment, he fought one against eight. With repeated instant movement, his offensive was astonishingly even faster and more unstoppable than the other side’s eight primordial spirits.

“Hmph. With just you lot... you think you’re worthy of fighting me?”

“If numbers were useful, why would I bother earning so much money?”

“Even if I’m no longer Immortal Clan, my assets alone are still greater than all eight of yours combined.”

“Get lost!”

Amid a furious shout, Ying Aikun shuttled through space eight consecutive times in the span of an instant, almost heavily injuring the primordial spirits of all eight Divine Transformation cultivators at the same time, beating each of their primordial spirits into flying back.

At the same time, Ling Chiye, at the laboratory entrance, looked into the darkness ahead and saw the Divine Light representing Ying Aikun rise slowly like a great sun, illuminating all directions.

As for the eight streaks of Divine Light that had originally approached Ying Aikun, after that collision, each of them dimmed, like stars shrouded by the sun, their radiance almost impossible to see anymore.

Ling Chiye thought, “Senior Ying was someone who withdrew from above, after all. How could ordinary Divine Transformation cultivators... be his match?”

On the other side, Qin Chuan watched from the entrance and sighed inwardly. “Preselected! It really was preselected.”

Jiang Xunyi, who had originally wanted to join the battlefield, also silently retreated, his heart full of chill. “The gap is too huge! I’m afraid that even if I joined forces with the other Divine Transformation cultivators, we still couldn’t beat him.”

Just as Ying Aikun alone repelled numerous Divine Transformation cultivators, inside the giant corpse, after wave after wave of frantic extraction, Zhang Yu finally completely absorbed the Grotto-Heaven Power inside the ancestor’s corpse before him.

“Finally...”

In the next moment, with a thought from him, the ancestor’s corpse before him was taken into his immortal grotto-heaven.

As if there was a thunderous boom, the entire immortal grotto-heaven had already begun to expand explosively amid violent tremors.

At the same time, Ying Aikun, who had just swept aside all opponents, turned his head and saw that the giant corpse, which had previously sat unmoving, had already stood up.

Seeing this, Ying Aikun’s expression became excited. “After I’ve repelled all my opponents, is it finally going to give the immortal inheritance to me?”

The many Divine Transformation cultivators who had retreated far away also watched this scene, and all sorts of jealous, envious, and resentful gazes gathered on Ying Aikun.

“Insider dealing! The sky over Kunxu is truly too dark!”

“He counts as Divine Transformation? He clearly came down from a higher realm to steal our opportunity!”

“Damn it... He entered the field with a spatial artifact worth several hundred million. How could we possibly beat him?”

Just as Ying Aikun looked at the giant corpse with anticipation, he saw the giant corpse turn, already putting its back to him, and speak toward the spot where it had just been sitting.

“Congratulations, little friend. You have obtained the immortal inheritance and become Senior Ying’s transgenerational successor.”

This voice was incomparably aged, completely different from the voice Zhang Yu had just imitated. It seemed to be the true voice of this giant corpse.

Hearing this, Ying Aikun was slightly stunned. Then he saw a figure slowly emerge where there had originally been nothing at all. It was Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu’s eyes were tightly closed at this moment. Grotto-Heaven Power surged within his body, and layers upon layers of cavern-heaven scenes appeared behind him.

“That is...” Ying Aikun said in disbelief. “An independent space? The cavern-heaven left behind by that old bastard?”

“Why give it to Zhang Yu?!”

He roared furiously, “How could it be given to Zhang Yu?!”

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