"Now, Mingjiang Prefecture is completely finished..."

Yun Ziliang sighed secretly, hope sinking into the abyss...

...

"Haha, haha, Mr. Zhou, our move is still one step ahead of yours."

After the cosmic chessboard began, Mo Ya Monk finally revealed a smile for the first time,

Qingtian Temple is the backup plan laid by Huangyuan Demon and Seeking Wave Monk.

Nine sticks of incense for the "Dragon Prison Well," plus the support of the chess strategy, in terms of combat power, Mingjiang Prefecture already has no rival. Besides combat power... Qingtian Temple has other uses,

such as imprisoning the Big Dragon of East Market Street,

Seeking Wave Monk, Huangyuan Demon, and Zoroastrianism truly fear not the various You Shen of Mingjiang; although Mingjiang Prefecture has many You Shen, their top fighting power is no match for Li Qingxiao and Star Covering.

Their only fear is the Ancestor Tree, the golden bell, the ancient altar, and those two dragons.

These extraordinary objects, if empowered by the chess strategy, can unleash earth-shattering power. They planned this game in advance and naturally hid a backup plan.

The Ancestor Tree and the golden bell haven't been awakened for long and their cultivation is still shallow. The ancient altar depends on the sixteen Evil Gods, and although the Evil Gods' attitudes are not entirely clear, they won't exert their full strength to help Mingjiang Prefecture. Empowering them with the chess strategy won't have any consequences,

so the two dragons pose the greatest threat.

Among them, the Mingjiang Ancestor Dragon was polluted by the offspring of Star Covering; it's fair to say it's frail and sickly. Although the pollution has been cleared by the God of Suffering, it's still a long way from turning the tide,

only the Big Dragon of East Market Street has cultivated the demeanor of the Ancestor Dragon, and it's the real threat.

Now, with Zhao Qingxiao's "Prisoner Dragon Card," whether it can remove this Big Dragon or not is another matter, but as long as it is wounded all over, losing its strength to fight back, even if Zhou Xuan has formed the Big Dragon Formation on the chessboard, relying on two sick and injured dragons, how big a splash can he make?

"So, this is why even though you saw me accumulating the Big Dragon Formation, you still didn't use the black stones to slay the dragon?"

Zhou Xuan stretched out his middle finger and lightly tapped the chess piece.

"Mingjiang has no intact Ancestor Dragon or Big Dragon today, so what if you form a Dragon Force?"

Mo Ya Monk placed another black piece, and this black piece completely freed Zhou Xuan's Big Dragon Formation, this move was rather provocative.

I know what you want to do, and I encourage you to do it.

Zhou Xuan smiled faintly, not changing his strategy, and placed another white piece, extending the white dragon's formation.

"Hahaha."

Mo Ya Monk laughed a few times on the spot and said, "Mr. Zhou, don't say I didn't warn you. The formation achieved on the chessboard is precious. Through the chess strategy, I've already empowered Junior Brother Bao Shu and Zhao Qingxiao, but your formation does nothing but let the golden bell speak your words, without any additional power,

accumulating Big Dragon is already an obvious wasted move. If you continue to be stubborn, there will be no result, only a waste of pieces in vain."

"Mo Ya Demon Monk, there's a saying that old habits die hard. I've already invested all my pieces into the Big Dragon Formation. If I can't continue accumulating it now, then the previous pieces are completely wasted."

"So because you're afraid of wasting the previous pieces, you'd waste all subsequent pieces in the same breath? Mr. Jing of Jing Country, you're frightening when you're clever, but when you're stupid, it's so endearing."

Mo Ya Monk chuckled lightly and began to place his pieces again, aiming to form a new strategy,

while Zhou Xuan, besides continuously using pieces for the wasted "Big Dragon" move, murmured to himself — Knowing the male but keeping to the female, be the stream of the world; knowing the honor but keeping to the disgrace, be the valley of the world...

...

The big well spanning East Market Street moved like a millstone,

The Dragon God yelled in anguish and finally, Sister Cui appeared. She couldn't bear to see the Big Dragon of East Market Street suffer because of her.

Once she appeared, she pointed to the sky, "Stupid Taoist, stop your hand. If you want to take me to the Capital Mansion, I'll go with you. Don't torment the Dragon God any longer."

Living on East Market Street for twenty years, Sister Cui got through these years safely under the protection of the Big Dragon's feng shui. She was a person who knew gratitude.

Having received the Dragon God's favor, how could she bear to watch the Dragon God suffer.

"You finally decided to show yourself, White Fox."

Zhao Qingxiao gazed at Sister Cui, eyes filled with greed.

"Put the well away, let everyone here go, and I'll go with you."

"Go with me? Where?"

"You're from the Capital City, certainly wanting to capture me back to the Capital Mansion. The four realms' Law within me, you don't dare to enjoy yourself, you have to offer it to a higher authority, more powerful in Qingtian Dao's ancestors."

Sister Cui spoke rapidly.

Zhao Qingxiao remained silent. What Sister Cui said was indeed his true purpose in the game, but he had not revealed this purpose to anyone. How did this White Fox know?

"I've been in small business for twenty years, and I've learned only one thing — reading people.

You look now like those young fellows in my shop who spent a lot of money buying lamb soup and lamb meat. They looked at the lamb and soup, drooling, but dare not take a bite. Why? Because the lamb soup and meat are bought for their shopkeepers or bosses, and if they dared taste it, they'd get a big slap when returned to the shop."

Sister Cui spat on the ground and said, "I can tell at a glance you're not someone who can make the call at Qingtian Temple. The one who can make the call is at the Capital Mansion. Let me advise you, Mingjiang Prefecture is tens of thousands of miles away from the Capital Mansion. I, Hu Yuncui, have no other skills, but I do have the skill to kill myself. If I kill myself, I guarantee the four realms' Law within me won't reach your Great Ancestor's hands,

Release everyone here, and I'll go with you."

By the end, Sister Cui's tone was decisive and forceful.

"Ha, foxes in the Fox Clan truly are cunning."

Zhao Qingxiao, with his lungs pierced, his face darkened, said, "Releasing them is possible, but not the old Yun Mr. behind you, nor those two young fellows, and those three foxes who killed my disciples, nor that forensic doctor with the Bamboo Leaf Blade. I can let them go, but the well cannot be withdrawn!"

The "Dragon Prison Well" locks up the Big Dragon of East Market Street, a task set for Zhao Qingxiao by Huangyuan Demon through the Wansese Realm. Completing this task allows him to take Sister Cui away safely, and if not, he cannot take Sister Cui.

"What about the Dragon God?"

"I won't activate the well, just confine the Dragon God of East Market Street until this chess game is over, then I will naturally release him, and you will safely accompany me back to the Capital Mansion."

Zhao Qingxiao decided to agree to Sister Cui's request. It was just like what this White Fox said, if the four realms' Law was not delivered to the Great Ancestor, he would be in deep trouble.

"The descendants of the Hu clan's Yun generation, you cannot take them with just a nine incense of Qingtian Dao."

As Zhao Qingxiao felt that Sister Cui's four realms' Law was almost within his grasp, an old man draped in fox fur walked with a leisurely pace into the Dragon Prison Well...

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