For the Purple Mansion's Successor

Watching Emperor Taiyuan leave, Donghua couldn't help but think of a saying, "Carrot and stick, it never goes out of style."

In fact, Donghua didn't think much of what Taiyuan had done. He just took the opportunity to give a few pointers and to sound a warning to everyone in the Purple Mansion, so that they would lower their arrogance and haughtiness.

After spending some time alone in the palace, Donghua left. He was going to find the West Queen Mother because their relationship had become incredibly close and progressed rapidly since their last kiss.

The main reason was that the West Queen Mother had become gentler. She no longer had the attitude of Quasi-Saint Great Powers in front of him, but acted like an ordinary female immortal. He enjoyed this feeling.

When Donghua arrived at the training ground, the West Queen Mother and the Nine Heavens Xuan Nü stood side by side, swords in hand, directing the army as they practiced their battle formations.

She was truly dashing and had a unique charm!

As soon as Donghua arrived next to the West Queen Mother, he naturally reached out and took her hand, gently stroking and caressing her soft skin.

Suddenly, the West Queen Mother remembered that kiss from before, and she felt weak all over and her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The Xuan Nü Nu, oblivious to everything, interrupted them. The West Queen Mother then released Donghua's hand.

"No need for formalities, Xuan Nü. It's been several days since I last saw you. Why hasn't your cultivation improved? Have you been slacking off and not practicing properly?"

Xuan Nü rolled her eyes at Donghua, staring intently without saying a word.

We haven't seen each other for three days, how are you going to break through your cultivation level? You can't pick a fight like this!

The two stared at each other, neither willing to give in.

The West Queen Mother chuckled and pulled Donghua away from there.

After leaving the training ground, the two walked slowly along the Buxian Mountain range, on the snow-covered peaks.

"Brother, when do you plan to launch a full-scale attack on the Witch and Demon Races?"

Donghua held West Queen Mother's hand, his other hand unconsciously wrapping around her waist, but his face remained expressionless.

"Just recently, I instructed Randeng to prepare a proclamation. The day the proclamation is released will be the day of the final assault."

"However, this time I intend to leave one side open, giving both races a glimmer of hope to avoid a life-or-death struggle. The day before yesterday, I ordered the Dragon Clan to withdraw from the North, cross the Four Seas, and enter the South. The Dragon and Phoenix will join forces to pacify the South first."

"It is estimated that by the time the South is pacified, Randeng's manifesto will also be finished!"

The West Queen Mother nodded in agreement and said, "Brother's words make sense. The base of the Witch and Demon Races is simply too large. If we continue to fight head-on, the Purple Mansion will definitely not be able to withstand it."

"Fortunately, our current top-tier strength surpasses that of both races. Ultimately, the outcome of this war will depend on the top-tier combat power, that is, the contest between Quasi-Saint."

"Brother, could we... um~"

Before the West Queen Mother could finish speaking, her entire body went limp, and she leaned against Donghua.

Because just as she was speaking, a hand had somehow already climbed up to the top of her head.

Donghua lowered his head and kissed him, because he had already fallen in love with the feeling.

And the West Queen Mother is responding actively!

The two shared a passionate kiss atop Buxian Mountain!

"Collapse!"

A faint sound rang out, as if something had broken or fallen.

"Brother~"

Donghua said tenderly, "Junior sister, I've heard that people born after death reproduce through the union of Yin-Yang. I think we need a child too. Even that bastard Di Jun has ten. How can I, Donghua, be inferior to others?"

The West Queen Mother was at a loss for words and quickly said, "That's the fusion of the Great Dao, the primordial spirit... um~"

Before he could finish speaking, the Pure World White Lotus burst forth with light, standing gently atop the mountain peak. Wherever its light shone, even gods and humans could not enter.

"Thump!"

It looks like something has fallen to the ground!

A beautiful Dao Sound resounded from the tranquil Buxian Mountain, as the Great Dao of Yin-Yang and Yang traversed the Buxian Mountain.

At this moment, all things come into being!

Countless beings were born as a result, and countless creatures were given sentience.

A fierce battle for the successor of the Purple Mansion Buxian Mountain. The battle was brutal and lasted for an unknown duration, with screams echoing throughout.

In the end, this battle ended with the deaths of hundreds of millions of people!

The peaceful and tranquil days seemed to be gone forever. As Time Great Dao by, the Purple Mansion army seemed to stir once again.

The Dragon Clan and its affiliated sea races completely withdrew from the north, entered the North Sea, and headed south, leaving the South Sea and entering the south, where they met up with Phoenix Ancestor in the center of the Southern Continent.

"No matter how many times I come to the South, this place is truly unpleasant to me, it makes me feel disgusted and uncomfortable!" Candle Dragon stepped forward and began to talk to Yuan Jin of the Phoenix Clan.

"You old fool, how dare you say if you don't want to come, then don't come? Do you expect me to beg you?" Yuan Jin's words were anything but polite to Candle Dragon.

Candle Dragon chuckled mockingly, "You think I came here willingly? I only came because I saw you couldn't even take down a mere Zhu Rong, so I came to ask you if you're capable. If not, I'll bring my men."

Yuan Jin snorted coldly and said, "You talk as if your Dragon Clan has conquered the North. Weren't you blocked by Gong Gong and unable to advance an inch in the North? You still have the nerve to come to my South?"

The two men laughed heartily at this point and said no more, as if all the unpleasantness of the Dragon-Han Period had vanished with that laugh.

But then again, it makes sense. The Three Clans that once dominated the Primordial World and ruled over Myriad Worlds have all fallen into decline. Now they can't even defeat one of the Ancestor Witch. What's the point of arguing? Continuing to fight will only make them a laughing stock!

"Elder Yuan Jin, I have come to the South on His Majesty's orders to join forces with your clan and the Huo Fu, to repel Zhu Rong, and to take over the South in one fell swoop," Candle Dragon explained his purpose.

Yuan Jin nodded and said, "Yes, I have received His Majesty's orders, but we still need to wait for one more person before we can launch the final attack."

Candle Dragon, puzzled, asked, "Who else are we waiting for? Although our two clans have declined, if we join forces, taking down the Zhu Rong Tribe should be a piece of cake."

Just as Yuan Jin was about to say something, he saw a golden light descend from the horizon.

"It's him? I didn't expect His Majesty to send him as well. Today is truly a grand occasion. Even if Zhu Rong is defeated, it is still an honor."

As soon as Candle Dragon finished speaking, a large number of people descended; they were from the Kirin Clan.

"Di Lin, I didn't expect you old codger to still be alive. Didn't I hear you had perished?"

The first member of the Kirin Clan stepped forward, glanced disdainfully at Candle Dragon, and said, "How dare you call me Di Lin? Among the Three Clans, I was born much earlier than you, and my seniority is higher."

"Elder Yuan Jin, it's been many years, and you're still as robust as ever."

Yuan Jin laughed and said, "Elder Di Lin, it has indeed been a long time. I haven't seen you since your clan went into seclusion."

Actually, compared to the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan and the Kirin Clan have a better relationship, and they even joined forces to fight against the Dragon Clan in the past.

After all, the Dragon Clan was indeed powerful back then, surpassing the Phoenix Clan and the Kirin Clan in both high-end combat strength and overall power.

After some casual conversation, the group got down to business!

"Elder Yuan Jin, Di Lin, now that our Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin Three Clans are all gathered together, it can be considered a great Zhu Rong for Zhu Rong. I wonder what the plans are for the upcoming war?"

Di Lin nodded and asked, "We are guests, so let's follow the host's lead. Elder Yuan Jin, please command this battle, what do you say?"

Candle Dragon said, "Alright, I agree!"

Yuan Jin quickly cupped his hands in acknowledgment to the two, then said, "I am ashamed to have been entrusted with such a task by you two Great Powers, but since it is before the battle, I will not refuse. I will apologize to you two after the battle."

"Just as Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon said, now that our Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin Three Clans are all gathered together, we are truly giving Zhu Rong face. And this is a battle we can't afford to lose."

"Therefore, I intend this war to have no set rules. Each race will fight its own battle, while the Three Clans will advance together, heading straight for Zhu Rong's lair, Tianhuo Heavenly Fire Mountain, to fight him in a decisive battle there."

"In this battle, we do not seek to annihilate the enemy, but only to win. To defeat Zhu Rong is to win, and to take the south is to win!"

As soon as Yuan Jin finished speaking, he received the support of Candle Dragon Di Lin, because there was indeed no suspense in this battle. Unless the Witch Court sent reinforcements and other Ancestor Witch to support them, the Purple Mansion would surely win!

"Very well, since neither of you fellow Daoists has any objections, then I will temporarily assume the duties and begin issuing commands!"

After Yuan Jin finished asking his question, he looked at Candle Dragon and the other man. Once their positions were determined, no one could disobey military orders; otherwise, they would be executed, and even Candle Dragon, Mid Quasi-Saint, would not be an exception!

Both of them said at the same time, "Give the order!"

"Very well, in this battle, we will not distinguish between the front, middle, and rear armies. All three Three Clans will advance together from the east, west, and north, leaving the south open to allow the Witch Clan a chance to withdraw and return to Mount Buzhou."

"Candle Dragon, lead the Dragon Clan and the Four Seas to march from the east and strike Heavenly Fire Mountain!"

"Yes!"

"Di Lin, lead the Kirin Clan and the Huo Fu Divine Fire Army to attack from the Western Region, straight at Heavenly Fire Mountain!"

The Kirin Clan is small, and its own manpower is simply insufficient to support a major battle. That is why Yuan Jin sent an army from the Huo Fu to help. The Divine Fire Army is a major army of the Huo Fu besides the Phoenix Clan.

"Yes!"

Yuan Jin nodded and said, "We'll leave the North to our Phoenix Clan. After all, we've been neighbors with Zhu Rong for so many years, so we should at least see him off before we part."

"Ha ha..."

The group laughed heartily, having no complaints about Yuan Jin's arrangement, nor would they ever complain, since he had reserved the strongest position for them.

The three men led their large army from the center, experiencing over a hundred battles along the way, and were finally about to meet at Heavenly Fire Mountain.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Fire Mountain, Zhu Rong was leading his subordinate Great Witch and warriors to inspect the defensive formations, weapons, and armor of the Heavenly Fire Mountain, actively preparing for the final battle. It seemed that Zhu Rong was determined to fight before leaving.

However, it's understandable. After all, the south is their old stronghold, territory they originally conquered from the demon race. They can't just run away without doing anything.

"Gentlemen, how are the preparations?"

"Reporting to the Ancestor Witch, all departments are ready, and the soldiers who have been withdrawn from the front lines have recovered and are ready to fight at any time!"

Zhu Rong laughed heartily and said, "Good, not bad. The Purple Mansion wants to pacify the South in one battle, and has actually sent the Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin Three Clans. They really have a big appetite. If they want to take over our South, I will make sure they break a tooth!"

"That's right, that's right, what the Ancestor Witch said makes sense. I also want to know how much fighting power these Innate Three Races still have left, and see if these fodder can withstand my punch!"

The group of subordinates were highly motivated and looked ready to fight to the death. It's true that like leader, like subordinates.

Changqin, who was standing to the side, tried to say something several times, but he didn't. He was afraid; he was truly afraid of Zhu Rong, afraid of his father.

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