A Friend of Xuanming's Guidance

Perhaps it was the difference in the world, or perhaps it was the factor of preserving the opponent's remains after the battle, but Zhang Xuezhou found that his physical body had not changed much; he was still that fragile dragonfish.

The remains of Emperor Gaozu's golden dragon body lay in Zhang Xuezhou's spatial storage space.

With a sudden leap, Zhang Xuezhou could also slip into the remains of Emperor Gaozu's body.

The bad thing was that Zhang Xuezhou didn't notice any changes in his luck, but the good thing was that Zhang Xuezhou entered a state of luck manipulation, allowing him to successfully hold the luck-seizing ceremony.

With the help of the bronze tortoise, Zhang Xuezhou met Xuanming again.

Of course, Xuanming's mood was rather so-so after seeing him.

"Impossible! You haven't even condensed a Qi Luck Bead yet, don't expect me to give you even a fraction more!"

Zhang Xuezhou briefly explained his needs, hoping that Xuanming could provide him with a Xuanqi Heavy Armor, since such a skill would be truly useful when facing Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.

"I have already destroyed a vast country, and their emperor knelt before me. I mobilized numerous talents to accomplish this feat, and you dare to say there's no Luck Bead? There must be something wrong with the process you told me. Let me tell you, the price I paid was real. If you continue like this, you'll have no friends left!"

"My process is absolutely correct; the problem must be on your end!"

Zhang Xuezhou and Xuanming are embroiled in controversy.

Zhang Xuezhou wanted to pry the Xuan Qi Heavy Armor off Xuan Ming for protection, but Xuan Ming had never seen someone as efficient as Zhang Xuezhou.

The other side is indeed very fast. It takes at least ten years to conquer and destroy a large dynasty, and it wouldn't be surprising if the fighting continued for a century.

When it comes to obtaining a Luck Bead, Xuanming considers it a success if he obtains one every hundred years.

He never imagined that Zhang Xuezhou would accomplish the task in less than a year.

Of course, everything went according to plan, but the desired result was not achieved.

Xuanming could sense the flag-raising ceremony and see the gathering of fortune, but he could not see the condensed fortune bead.

"Everything here is exactly as you requested," Zhang Xuezhou said. "I've put in so much effort, and you've made me waste all my manpower and resources. Do you think conquering and destroying a country is child's play, something we can do whenever we want? This is thirteen million square kilometers of territory! I've practically exhausted myself trying to get it over with! You have to compensate me!"

"I can't compensate you," Xuanming retorted. "If you don't give me the Luck Pearl, I can't condense the Xuan Qi Heavy Armor for you. It has to be an exchange!"

"Then let's never see each other again!"

"Without the Qi Luck Pearl, if I exhale my Xuan Qi to condense armor, I will weaken myself. This isn't a question of whether I can do it, but rather that it will bring me extremely high risks!"

Zhang Xuezhou acted rather irritably, while Xuanming had to patiently explain, since talents like Zhang Xuezhou were extremely rare; when Zhang Xuezhou said he would work, he really meant it, and Xuanming indeed lacked such a capable assistant.

The situation perceived by Xuanming was flawless, except for the outcome.

"There must be a problem on your end. Has the original king died, and this kneeling king has been on the throne for less than eighty-one days?" Xuanming asked.

Is there a time factor involved?

"You've already cut off the seedlings before the fruit has fully formed; there's no way you'll harvest any Luck Beads this way!"

"You didn't say that beforehand. You just said that we should sacrifice the victory to the flag. There's no reason to add anything after the fact for something this important!"

Zhang Xuezhou was somewhat disappointed.

He was about to engage in a decisive battle with the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon. If Xuanming could not provide effective assistance, the risks he faced would be extremely high, and the transfer and traversal eleven days later would be Zhang Xuezhou's doom.

Zhang Xuezhou was fairly certain that Xuanming did not want to give up on him. After all, it was rare for someone like Zhang Xuezhou to be able to turn a large country upside down in such a short time. However, it would be very difficult to get Xuanming to trade the Xuanqi Heavy Armor ahead of schedule.

"You have to help me. The consequences of my rashly destroying a country are enormous. Right now, many people want to kill me, especially top experts who are skilled at destroying the soul. They are specifically targeting me, and I can't keep up my guard indefinitely. He has already said that he will take my dog's head in the next few days," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Dog head?"

Xuanming's enormous eyes were fixed downwards, allowing him to observe Zhang Xuezhou from every angle and clearly judge whether Zhang Xuezhou's words were true or false.

Zhang Xuezhou's words had some issues, but they also contained elements of truth; he had genuinely encountered a problem.

Who did you offend?

Xuanming was not easily fooled; in a short time, he had already considered other possibilities.

Zhang Xuezhou's decision to launch the attack may have been based on his prior consideration of the consequences of destroying the country, but it is very likely that it has caused some unexpected problems.

Xuanming felt that Zhang Xuezhou might have offended some powerful being, such as a master like Huang Daoxian.

"Has the Yellow Path come looking for you again?" Xuanming asked.

"No," Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

"That would be a pity," Xuanming said. "If we could bring Huangdao into the picture, I could mediate between you, and Huangdao would definitely be able to lend you a hand!"

"Without a special opportunity, he won't be able to turn things around anytime soon, so he can't help me right now," Zhang Xuezhou said, shaking his head.

"Don't underestimate the Zodiac; it won't be defeated so easily!"

Xuanming felt a pang of regret, but also warned Zhang Xuezhou that Huang Daoxian wouldn't accept his fate so easily.

However, Zhang Xuezhou clearly had no interest in Huang Daoxian at the moment. After all, his current risks did not stem from Huang Daoxian. He was not afraid of Huang Daoxian because he could defeat the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, and he would not care about Huang Daoxian after he was defeated by the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.

"Is this the young man you said was skilled at Curse and oaths in the lower realms? Can he really summon my dead parents?"

Just as Zhang Xuezhou was disappointed and Xuan Ming felt awkward about the lack of usefulness, a faint voice came from the darkness, accompanied by Xuan Ming's dissatisfied mutterings.

"I have no way of giving you any benefits; you'd better beg Meng Zhang," Xuanming explained.

"Meng Zhang?"

"Young man, if you can make the power of my parents, which runs in my blood, manifest, I will be very grateful to you!"

"Gratitude?"

Zhang Xuezhou was surprised by the person Xuanming introduced. In the endless darkness, the person's figure was not clearly visible, and even the voice that came through seemed weak.

Meng Zhang's strength might be greater than Xuan Ming's, but their current contact is very weak.

In this situation, Zhang Xuezhou felt he couldn't expect any help from the other party.

When Meng Zhang mentioned giving gratitude that had no real meaning, he became even more certain.

With the situation extremely urgent, Zhang Xuezhou certainly didn't have the time to teach the other party how to recite the "Grave Sutra".

Even if the other party has a powerful background, Zhang Xuezhou still needs to survive first, or there needs to be other opportunities for contact.

Goodbye!

Having realized he couldn't get help from Xuanming, and now burdened with a person reciting the "Grave Scripture" to seek an audience with his parents, Zhang Xuezhou didn't want to waste Zeyun's time arguing here.

"Wait, you said there's a master who's good at destroying souls, and he's going to take your life in the next few days. I can't help you directly because we're in different dimensions, but I can point you in the right direction!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved to take his leave, but a faint voice tried to persuade him to stay, before quickly bringing up related matters.

"The Doomsday Fragment of Naggs?"

Zhang Xuezhou was taken aback, not expecting that Nagos' weapon, which exploded with a single blow, could actually protect the soul.