The most intelligent general in the world

Chapter 334 The last task

"Okay, we will help you rebuild the palace. When the palace is restored, you will take us to the next level. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Zhang Liang said, and the cold light of the Xuanyuan Sword shot directly into Jiufeng's face.

"Zhang Liang, how can you agree to her? The palace is so big, how long will it take us to build it?" Fei Yu was worried.

The image of carrying bricks under the scorching sun and eating bran and vegetables day after day emerged in her mind.

"Okay, it's a deal." Jiufeng stood up quickly, a smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his right hand, signaling for a high-five.

"Okay." Zhang Liang stretched out his hand and touched Jiufeng's, and the deal was done.

Feiyu walked towards the palace dejectedly. Zhang Liang held the sword in one hand and held Feiyu in the other, as if Feiyu would disappear if he let go.

When Jiufeng saw that Zhang Liang and Feiyu agreed and walked towards the palace, she smiled with satisfaction and then disappeared.

Given her current physical condition, it may take several years for her to recover. If something unexpected happens at this time, she will find it difficult to cope.

Just take advantage of this opportunity to keep Zhang Liang and protect herself at the critical moment. After all, she is the only one who can send them to the last level.

Time flies, one month, two months, one year, three years...

Feiyu's initial complaints gradually disappeared, and she thought about doing more every day and leaving this place as soon as possible. She was so small, but her hands were covered with calluses.

Zhang Liang was not much better off. At first, his hands and feet were rubbed with blisters, which formed calluses after the blisters burst. His skin was also tanned and was much darker than when he first arrived.

Jiufeng often observed secretly. After all, it was her palace, and as an overseer, she naturally had to do her job conscientiously.

Unconsciously, ten years had passed. Zhang Liang put the last tile on with relief, and Fei Yu was cheering below, finally being able to leave this hellish place.

Zhang Liang stood in front of the palace gate, waiting for Jiufeng to appear, while Feiyu had already fallen to the ground exhausted and could finally have a good sleep.

Soon, Jiufeng emerged from the darkness and looked at the magnificent palace. Just like ten years ago, her heart was filled with joy.

"Zhang Liang, you really built it!" Jiufeng said excitedly.

"How are you? How have your injuries recovered? Can you take us to the next mission location?" Zhang Yang asked. Ten years of city life made him less sharp and more mature. His beard became thick and his voice became deeper.

"Thanks to your care, I'm much better now." Unlike Zhang Yang's calmness, Jiu Feng was in high spirits and still as bright and charming as ever.

"Tell me quickly how to complete this task." Zhang Yang spoke slowly.

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, he took out a dark golden gourd - the Jiuli Pot, and pointed the mouth of the pot at the place where Yu Fei was resting. With a thought, Yu Fei was sucked into the pot.

"Is this the Jiuli pot?" Jiufeng couldn't help asking as she looked at the gourd that was flashing with mysterious light.

"That's right." Zhang Yang answered concisely without further explanation.

"Zhang Yang, you are really not simple. You can even get such a treasure. I really underestimated you." Jiu Feng praised sincerely.

Jiuli Pot is one of the ten ancient artifacts, along with Xuanyuan Sword. Although it is not as famous as Xuanyuan Sword, its power is by no means inferior.

Zhang Yang is no ordinary person. With time, he will become a great man, and may even surpass Xuanyuan.

"Thank you for your good words. But now please tell me how to get to the next mission point." Zhang Yang put away the Jiuli pot and said.

As Jiuli Pot was put away, Jiufeng's gaze fell on Zhang Yang again.

"Okay, I'll help you open the passage right away." After Jiufeng said this, colorful light burst out from her body. After the light dissipated, she turned back into the appearance of a nine-headed monster bird.

The strange bird flew into the sky, circled and danced, raised its neck high, opened its mouth and howled to the sky. Nine calls rose and fell at the same time.

Zhang Yang had no expression on his face. He was used to this kind of scene. The opening of each mission node seemed to require such a sense of ritual.

After the ceremony, Jiufeng regained his human form and landed on the ground again. He looked at Zhang Yang and pointed to a road made of halo ahead.

"Zhang Yang, this is the path to the next mission, go ahead."

"Okay." Zhang Yang didn't say much, turned around and walked directly into the passage.

"How heartless, he just left without looking back." Looking at Zhang Yang's departing back, Jiu Feng sighed secretly.

Then she turned and walked into the newly built palace.

"Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang..." I vaguely heard someone calling my name. The voice was ethereal and clear. Although it was unfamiliar, it made me feel comfortable.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yang walked in the halo passage, but couldn't find the exit after walking for a long time.

"I'm the person you're looking for." The pleasant voice came again, but Zhang Yang couldn't tell the source.

"Who am I looking for? I'm not looking for anyone. I want to go to the ninth mission point and then obtain the power of inheritance." Zhang Yang continued.

"I am the ninth mission point, so I am the one you are looking for."

"Impossible." Zhang Yang quickly denied the voice's statement.

"You have successfully completed the first eight tasks. I am very happy for you." The voice paused and continued,

“But the last mission was not so easy.”

"How can I pass the last mission?" Zhang Yang asked anxiously.