"Both of you are grandmasters of your respective sects. How could Song Mou overestimate himself and restrict your freedom? For example, Cult Master Dongfang is also one of my subordinates. Do you think I will order him around like an ordinary subordinate? If you join the Stick Department, you can be hired as a guest like Cult Master Dongfang. You won't be under the control of the Stick Department. Only when the Stick Department needs help, you can decide whether to help according to your own situation. Of course, every time you help, the Stick Department will not treat you unfairly, "Song Qingshu explained.
Ding Chunqiu was full of doubt. "Hehe, is there such a good thing? But the Sea of Constellations is thousands of miles away from your Manchurian land. What's the use of recruiting me? "
Song Qingshu answered, "To be honest, Old Immortal, the Manchurian Qing and the Mongolians are in a stalemate. Many sects in the Western Region have surrendered to the Mongolians, such as the Blood Blade School and Lingxiao City. My country has no power over there, so His Majesty ordered me to think of ways to expand my power in the Western Region."
"As for Mister Duan," Song Qingshu turned to Duan Yanqing and said, "The Western Xia and the Mongolians have been fighting for years. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. My country's king has long planned to ally with the Western Xia. If Mister Duan holds the important position of Class One Hall and the Stick Department at the same time, you will definitely become the most important link between the two countries. Why not?"
Seeing Duan Yanqing's expression change, Song Qingshu decided to add fuel to the fire. "The Stick Department is best at gathering information, so I know a thing or two about Mister Duan's request. With the help of the Stick Department, it won't be difficult for Mister Duan to restore your former identity and take back what you deserve. "
In the past, the treacherous courtier Yang Yizhen had rebelled. As the crown prince, Duan Yanqing had been hunted down by his enemies and ended up in such a miserable state. The throne had also fallen into the hands of Duan Zhengming's faction. This was the biggest regret in Duan Yanqing's life. When he heard Song Qingshu mention this matter, a ferocious glint flashed across his eyes. "Fine. After I return to Western Xia, I'll report the alliance to His Majesty. As long as His Majesty agrees, I'll join the alliance."
Ding Chunqiu didn't expect that Duan Yanqing would give in just like this. He knew that it would be difficult for him to escape this calamity by relying on his own strength, so he made a prompt decision and said, "Since Prince Song sincerely invites me, this old man will respectfully accept. It just so happens that the Blood Blade Sect has always been at odds with the Xingxiu Sect, so it's not difficult for me to help you restrain them. "
Even though a long time seemed to have passed, from the moment Dongfang Bubai and Duan Yanqing appeared to the moment Ding Chunqiu and Duan Yanqing switched sides, only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed. By the time He Tieshou registered what had happened, the situation was already over.
She could be considered a dragon among men, so she made a prompt decision and called out to her clansmen, "Let's go!"
Ding Chunqiu and Duan Yanqing looked at each other and nodded. They then reached out and called out to He Tieshou and his people, "Cult Master Dongfang, Prince Song, we've joined the Stickler Sect, but we haven't done anything. We're truly ashamed. Today, we'll take He Tieshou as a greeting gift. I hope you won't take offense."
"Young Miss, leave quickly!" There was no lack of loyal people in the He family. When they saw that the situation was not good, they immediately sacrificed their lives to hold Ding Chunqiu and Duan Yanqing back. He Tieshou gritted her teeth and steeled her heart.
He Tieshou ran.
When he saw the He family's disciples blocking his way, Ding Chunqiu circulated his Art of Transformation and pounced on them. As soon as He Tieshou's subordinates came into contact with him, they immediately withered up and died a horrible death.
Duan Yanqing took the opportunity to tap his metal staff against the ground. He moved past everyone and struck He Tieshou's back with his Single Yang Finger.
He Tieshou didn't dare to stop. He took the attack head-on and spat out a mouthful of blood. He borrowed the force and dashed out of the hall. Duan Yanqing grinned and chased after He Tieshou.
Song Qingshu and Dongfang Muxue looked at each other and smiled. They watched the fight quietly. "Cult Master, should I go after He Tieshou?" Indigo Phoenix asked.
Dongfang Muxue shook her head. She was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Even though she managed to scare them with her bravado, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't reveal any flaws later. She needed Indigo Phoenix to look after her.
He Tieshou was running for his life in the Heartless Ridge. He felt Duan Yanqing getting closer and closer. He couldn't help but feel hopeless. He smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect this cripple to run so fast." He turned around and decided to fight with his life on the line.
Duan Yanqing was flying in the air when he suddenly felt a scorching finger force coming towards his face. He quickly raised his Damascus Steel Staff in front of him. With a bang, Duan Yanqing's wrist went numb and he slid a few meters back.
Looking at the finger mark on the Damascus Steel Staff, Duan Yanqing was shocked. "Single Yang Finger?"
He Tieshou turned around in shock and saw a skinny scholar walking out slowly. "Mister Duan, you can tell me what grade my Single Yang Finger has reached." If Song Qingshu and Icy Snow were here, they would definitely exclaim in surprise. This scholar was Murong Jingyue.
"It's you?" Duan Yanqing's eyes focused and his face was full of caution. "I didn't expect your Single Yang Finger to have reached the upper three grades. It's only a matter of time before you break through to the second grade."
The scholar spread his hands and said helplessly, "Using this kind of attitude to treat your savior is too disappointing."
Duan Yanqing sneered. "Hmph, you saved my life back then, and I taught you Dali's Duan Clan's secret Single Yang Finger. We don't owe each other anymore."
It turned out that when Duan Yanqing was being hunted down and was on the verge of death, he thought about how he had become a cripple and how there was no hope of restoring his country, so he closed his eyes and waited for death. As a result, Duan Zhennan's concubine, Dao Baifeng, couldn't stand Duan Zhengchun's womanizing. She fell into a mental barrier and decided to find the ugliest, dirtiest, and crippled man in the world to defile her noble concubine's delicate body to take revenge on Duan Zhengchun. Coincidentally, she saw Duan Yanqing by the roadside and took the initiative to take off her clothes and have a night of pleasure with him. She didn't know that her crazy act of jealousy had reignited Duan Yanqing's fighting spirit and established a terrifying enemy for Dali's Duan Clan.
However, even though Duan Yanqing had regained his fighting spirit and was no longer afraid of death, his mind couldn't be healed. His injuries were too severe. Just as he was about to take his last breath, Murong Jingyue appeared in front of him and saved Duan Yanqing with the Single Yang Finger.
Duan Yanqing had no choice but to agree. But for thousands of years, he had taken advantage of the situation.
This was the first time that the Duan Style Absolute Art had been leaked. He deeply hated Murong Jingyue for taking advantage of him, so he had never been grateful to him for saving his life.
"Fine, fine. Let's not talk about the past for now, but I'm taking this woman with me today."
Being glanced at by Murong Jingyue, He Tieshou felt chills all over her body. However, she knew that staying behind would only lead to death, so she might as well be saved by this person.
A murderous intent arose in Duan Yanqing's heart. "Let's see if your martial arts are as good as your medical skills." With that, he swung his staff and attacked.
Murong Jingyue didn't dodge. He stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of the staff with a finger. Duan Yanqing couldn't move an inch forward.
"Miss He, are you just going to stand there like an idiot and watch us compete with our inner force? While he can't move, give him a few poisonous needles. "There was some sweat on Murong Jingyue's temples, but he had a relaxed expression as he spoke.
Duan Yanqing turned pale with fright. He quickly withdrew his staff and retreated. In an instant, he had suffered serious internal injuries. Not daring to stay, he hastily fled into the distance.
"Thank you, benefactor, for saving me." He Tieshou let out a long sigh of relief and stepped forward to thank him.
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