Civility and Peace

Great Tong Mountain, Thousand Flowers Forest.

The flowers have faded into withered petals, yet wisps of black vapor still rise from the soil.

The power within the tunnel is immense, and it hasn't dissipated yet.

Chu Tianshu sheathed the Sanqi Sword, gently stroked its blade, fed it with two drops of crimson blood from his fingertips, and slowly returned it to its sheath.

He retrieved the divine fire, compressed Luo Sichao's Evil Spirit into a tiny figure, imprisoned it in his palm, and then headed up the mountain.

The Yungu, which had wreaked havoc in the mountains, had already broken through the ground and, still full of energy, charged up the mountain road like a whirlwind.

The armed men inside the tiled houses felt a huge gust of wind, strong enough to blow the roofs off, rush past them from the outside.

The doors and windows were completely destroyed.

Indescribable gunshots flashed in through the cracks in the doors and windows, like venomous snakes and flying dragons, and everyone in the room was equally hit by a gunshot.

When the wind blew, everyone inside the house had collapsed.

Yungu wanted to capture them alive, not kill them with a single shot.

Whether shot in the forehead or the neck, the victim simply loses consciousness.

Luo Hanwen, who was on the mountaintop, was both surprised and anxious. He turned to run away, but Yungu caught up with him in two steps and stabbed him in the protruding part of the back of his neck with a spear.

However, Luo Hanwen had already cultivated into Evil Spirit, and his movements were swift; just before being shot, his soul had already left his body and fled wildly.

Seeing this, Yungu found it convenient.

With a flick of the cold iron spearhead, Luo Hanwen's body shattered into pieces, and the spearhead thrust forward again.

The Gang Qi seemed to transform into a slender white dragon, which meandered away.

Luo Hanwen's Evil Spirit form could not escape the force of the spear.

The little dragon spun around him, and a suction force pulled him backward.

Since Yungu was no longer bound by the Grotto-Heaven, he has also learned new techniques and figured out new skills.

This little dragon was inspired by his observation of Liu Yan's corpse, who possessed the White Dragon Bloodline, and he developed the technique of transforming spear energy into a dragon. He also got the inspiration while watching TV dramas on his phone.

This dragon -Dragon-Capturing Method was created.

It's called "capturing the dragon," but in reality, it involves using dragon-shaped energy to coil around and fly back, grabbing objects, people, and capturing Evil Spirit.

"Did you come up with this idea from watching TV?"

Chu Tianshu had just reached the mountaintop when he laughed, "If we could dye our Gang Qi a brilliant pure gold, it would be even more impressive."

Yungu pressed his spear down on Luo Hanwen's shoulder, forcing the Evil Spirit to kneel. He then shook his head. "Pure gold, tacky."

"Different aesthetic tastes," Chu Tianshu snorted softly and walked directly into the house.

Just as Samar had predicted.

As long as the door is open, you can see from the outside that there is a table inside the house, and under the table is a stone tablet.

But some things can only be seen up close.

Chu Tianshu came in, overturned the table, and then realized something was wrong.

The side of the stone tablet facing the entrance is very rough, and it is painted with various vermilion dragon and snake characters.

I don't know how many years have passed, but these words haven't faded yet.

However, the other side of the stone tablet was as smooth as a mirror.

Many of the dragon-like characters abruptly break off near the back.

By any measure, this doesn't look like a complete stone tablet.

Yungu, carrying Luo Hanwen in, also noticed this and immediately shook the Evil Spirit in his hand.

"What happened? You cut this stone tablet in half?"

Luo Hanwen's Spirit Body was suppressed by the man's Gang Qi, making even his thinking sluggish. He stammered, "No, I didn't do it. I don't know."

Chu Tianshu bent down and touched the back of the stone tablet.

Despite its seemingly perfectly smooth surface, it has a strange, sticky feel when you touch it with your finger.

Chu Tianshu strained his eyes to examine it closely and discovered that the back of the stone tablet was not smooth at all; instead, it was covered with countless tiny engravings.

However, compared to the dragon-like characters on the front of the stone tablet, the engravings on the back are at least a thousand times more delicate.

"Perhaps it wasn't cut in half, but rather that the Great Yu Dragon Stele could be separated into two pieces using some secret method, and then put back together?"

As Chu Tianshu spoke, he appeared casual, but out of the corner of his eye, he paid close attention to the Evil Spirit Luo Sichao held in his right palm, not missing any subtle expressions.

Luo Sichao's expression confirmed Chu Tianshu's guess.

Chu Tianshu turned to look at Luo Hanwen, his eyes glowing red, and cast True Words Soul Bewitchment: "Besides Luo Sichao, you're the only one who has cultivated into Evil Spirit, so you should know quite a bit."

"Luo Sichao voiced his support for Sahong. Has Sahong also become Evil Spirit?"

Luo Hanwen replied in confusion, "Yes, it was a Yu Mountain Priest who devoured Sahong half a year ago and took his place."

Where is he?

"Have no idea."

"Are there other Yu Mountain Priest who have come to the real world?"

"I don't know, but the Golden Triangle originally had three overlords. My uncle awakened his latent wisdom, Sahong has been devoured, and Zhang Mengxi is most likely under their control as well."

This Luo Hanwen is quite thoughtful.

There were some things his uncle hadn't explicitly told him, but he observed the clues, pieced them together, and considered them many times in his mind.

When asked by the bewitching woman, he revealed all his deductions.

Chu Tianshu asked many questions and gained quite a bit.

Throughout this process, Chu Tianshu also kept an eye on Luo Sichao.

However, Luo Sichao's Evil Spirit was of high quality, and even though it was so weak and its size had shrunk, it could still withstand the bewitching.

There isn't much that can be discerned from changes in facial expressions alone.

Yungu had already released the Luo Hanwen, walked to the Great Yu Dragon Stele, and tried touching it, somewhat surprised.

"Why do I have a feeling that this stone tablet could be easily moved?"

"Perhaps it's because Luo Sichao was defeated by us, and no one is activating the stone tablet; or perhaps, this stone tablet is very important in terms of law, but only affects the Grotto-Heaven and does not manifest in reality."

Chu Tianshu said, "We'll have someone handle things here, then take the things away. You can go ask Chen Ying if the situation at the Grotto-Heaven has improved."

Yungu nodded and skillfully took out his phone to contact the market.

Chen Taozhi sent five team members, five black cars followed by many Kingdom of Siam trucks and soldiers.

Chu Tianshu returned to the market by carriage, rested for the night, and got up the next day. He lifted the lid of the teapot and looked at Luo Sichao, whom he had imprisoned inside.

I'm trying to figure out what methods I can use to pry open this Evil Spirit's mouth.

A deep, resonant sound suddenly came from the sky, growing louder as it approached.

When Chu Tianshu was in his hometown, he had heard the sound of airplanes flying low overhead a few times.

Although it's described as low altitude, it's actually still within the clouds; looking up at the sky, you can only see a faint cloud trail at most.

By chance, in an area with thin clouds, the entire plane could be seen, and its visual size was about the size of my own palm.

The sound outside sounds a lot like that.

Just then, the shouts of alarm from many Siam could be heard outside.

If it's just an airplane, there's no need to make a fuss.

Chu Tianshu put the lid on the teapot and came out to check.

It was a sunny day, and sure enough, a small airplane was gliding overhead.

A black dot fell from the plane, growing larger and larger until it became clear that it was a person.

This person did not appear to have a parachute or backpack. Even when he was dozens of meters above the ground, people on the ground could see that he was a blond, blue-eyed young man, but he did not make any move to open his parachute.

However, he stood with his limbs outstretched, his posture relaxed, and there was no sign of fear on his face.

When he was only ten meters off the ground, he suddenly pulled out a long black stick from his lower back.

BOOM!!!

The long stick opened to reveal a black umbrella made of an unusual material.

The blond youth's arm was extremely steady, maintaining his balance perfectly. Like a giant black dandelion, he swayed twice before landing on the ground.

Many soldiers were stunned, unsure whether they should raise their guns in defense.

Many of the sorcerers in the market also looked surprised.

Chen Taozhi walked quickly to Chu Tianshu's side and witnessed the whole process, remaining quite calm.

This is also a problem arising from differences in professional fields.

These sorcerers in the market, though from all over the world and possessing considerable skill, never considered what it would be like to jump directly from an airplane.

Chen Taozhi, however, was an expert in this field and understood the principles behind it.

Falling from a great height is dangerous, but if you can control your posture and use air resistance, the speed at which you hit the ground won't be too fast.

Ordinary people who are skilled in this area can ensure that they land in the safety net and emerge unharmed when engaging in extreme sports.

Due to mission requirements, Chen Taozhi had done similar things several times before. He didn't even fall into the safety net, but directly into the jungle, where the branches and leaves cushioned his fall.

This person in front of me, at least, brought an extra umbrella.

Good day, everyone.

The blond youth's leather shoes touched the ground, and he jogged a few steps forward. He folded his umbrella, the tip touching the ground, and bowed to Chu Tianshu.

"My name is Alexis Green."

"On behalf of Congressman Victor Green, I extend my greetings to Tianshu, United Nations Special Events Assistance Advisor!"

Chu Tianshu smiled and remembered that when he went to Busan, he had obtained some kind of nominal position at the United Nations.

"Hello."

Chu Tianshu extended a hand, Alexis immediately shook it with him.

This Alexis level is only about the same as Chen Taozhi's, but judging from his temperament, he would most likely be no match for Chen Taozhi in a real fight.

However, Victor Green was the previous head of the Americas Paranormal Audit Department.

The department's full name isn't actually this, but the full name sounds completely unrelated to supernatural events, so other countries prefer to use more colloquial names.

Although Victor is officially retired, his influence is actually greater than when he was in office.

When the news of Lin Chucheng's verification of the Taboo was first spread, rumors spread in the Americas that Victor had also broken the Taboo.

At that time, it was hard to say whether the news was true or not; it was certainly debatable.

But New York recently experienced a large Overflow Zone event.

Reliable sources confirm that, at least when this large Overflow Zone was broken, Victor truly possessed Taboo- level abilities.

Moreover, he is extremely wealthy, and it is said that he carries a multitude of treasures, many of which are antiques from various countries.

He is indeed a very important person to pay attention to.

However, at times like these, it doesn't feel like a good thing for the Americas to come and interfere.

"When distinguished guests arrive, tea should naturally be served."

After shaking hands, Chu Tianshu took the blond youth's wrist, laughed, and walked into the house.

Come, come, try some of our tea.

Chen Taozhi followed him in, and Alexis didn't refuse, sitting down at the table.

Chu Tianshu took the tea canister from the side, opened the teapot, and was about to put tea leaves in.

Luo Sichao's Evil Spirit felt the restraints on its body loosen slightly, and its size involuntarily increased, its head reaching towards the opening of the pot above.

Alexis, who was smiling, saw a plume of black smoke, resembling a human head, emerge from the spout of the pot, and his expression changed slightly.

The visual impact of this scene alone is not so bad.

The aura emanating from the black smoke gave him an extremely strong sense of threat, making the hairs on the back of his head stand on end, his legs tense up, and his hands grip the umbrella handle tightly.

Click!

Chu Tianshu pressed the teapot lid back down.

"I almost forgot, an Evil Spirit is imprisoned inside."

He sighed, "The Golden Triangle is a place where people are neither human nor ghosts. Our observation team originally came here only to observe the national conditions of the North Sai Democratic State."

"Unexpectedly, the highest levels of this so-called North Sai Democratic State are all Evil Spirit."

Alexis Chinese was very fluent, forced a smile and asked, "How do you know?"

"That Evil Spirit just now was Luo Sichao, a figure second only to Sahong."

Chu Tianshu asked in surprise, "You don't believe me? I'll open the lid again and show you?"

"No need! Then there's no need!"

Alexis felt a pang of discomfort after being rejected.

His prepared remarks seemed to be disrupted all at once, and the rhythm of the conversation did not go as he had anticipated.

But considering the weight of his mission, he steeled himself and said, "Congressman Victor is also very concerned about the situation in the Golden Triangle."

"The main reason I came here is to connect you two."

The blond youth quickly pulled a cell phone from his pocket; the palm-sized phone, after he flipped it twice, became the size of a computer screen.

On the screen appeared a middle-aged man with blond hair reaching his shoulders, deep-set eyes, a high nose, and a somewhat stern facial profile, yet he was smiling.

"Hello, Chu, I'm Victor."

"My children have surely already conveyed their greetings to me. Now, let's formally discuss the Golden Triangle matter."

Victor exuded a sense of composure, launching into a long and rambling speech.

"Your country has likely already discovered the potential value of the Golden Triangle; it could very well become a channel for humanity to acquire Spirit Realm resources on a large scale."

"Mr. Sahong is qualified to be our partner. If your country wants to monopolize it, it is somewhat inconsistent with the spirit of globalization of cooperation and win-win results in the new era."

Chu Tianshu simply smiled and lightly tapped the teapot with his fingernails.

"There's an Evil Spirit in this teapot named Luo Sichao."

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Victor immediately burst into laughter. "I know the reputation of this General Luo, the high-ranking official of the North Sai Democratic State. It's true that not all of them are human, but the word ' Evil Spirit ' carries a hint of racial discrimination, doesn't it?"

"My friend, racism is unacceptable."

"The contact between the Spirit Realm and reality is of far greater significance than any other geographical discovery in the world. We should promote civilization and peace."

Alexis also rediscovered a bit of her familiar atmosphere and added with a smile.

"Undeniably, there are some barbaric beings among the original inhabitants of the Spirit Realm, but there are also many potential partners."

"Isn't Mr. Sahong's decision to eradicate opium after taking control of this land proof of his friendliness towards humanity?"

Meanwhile, in a small southern town.

"Oh."

Sahong looked at the computer in front of him. "The Americas are ready to propose international recognition of the North Sai Democratic State."

"Those people in Europe are wavering and haven't reached a conclusion, but these people in the Americas are quite bold and very proactive."

Zhang Mengxi sat on the wooden sofa where he enjoyed tea, staring at the water gradually boiling on the stove.

"As I said, in this world, the unorthodox path has always been the orthodox one, and it has always been the majority."

Zhang Mengxi tossed a pinch of tea leaves into the water and watched the leaves gradually unfurl.

"Moreover, when water reaches its Cauldron Boil, it urgently needs something to cool it down, which is when the tea leaves can take advantage of the situation and turn the entire pot of water into tea."

(End of this chapter)