Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"I am Ling Lanyin of the Purple Pole Sword Sect. I greet Master Black Moon on behalf of my master, Azuresky. My master said that he learned a lot from his meeting with you in the Luncheon Peak twenty years ago. He has been thinking about it a lot in the past twenty years and hopes that you can go to the Purple Pole Sword Sect so that everybody in our sect can appreciate the demeanor of the experts in the Southland of Sorcerers."
Ling Lanyin bowed deeply to him.
Master Black Moon smiled. His voice was gentle and mellow, without the slightest accent of the southwest barbarians. It was as pleasant as a brook in the mountains. "Please rise, Young Friend Ling. You are the youngest swordsman at the peak of the Core Formation Stage in the Purple Pole Sword Sect's history. You are so famous that I often hear about you even though I live in the southwest.
"A swordsman is the king of all weapons. The Purple Pole Sword Sect is also the center of all swordsmanship in the world. I've been meaning to visit your sect for a long time, but I've been too occupied by mundane affairs. Please forgive me."
"I've heard that."
He slightly lowered his voice and said, "Right now, a lot of experts are gathering in the north, hoping to repeat the grand event a thousand years ago and hold a competition that will decide the fate of the world. Although I am an uncivilized barbarian who grew up in the smoky land of the Southland of Sorcerers, I am interested in observing the demeanor of the heroes in the world. It is a pity that I am not familiar with the central plateaus. Perhaps, I will have to ask your sect to introduce me to them when the time comes."
His words were rather meaningful. If one were to observe carefully, they would realize that he was taking the Great Qian Dynasty's side and even allying with the Purple Pole Sword Sect.
Overjoyed, Ling Lanyin bowed again. She was about to speak, when Master Black Moon waved his hands with a smile and turned to Ling Shoujing. "Lord Ling."
Although Ling Shoujing was a Core Formation Stage Cultivator, he was a level-two official of the court. He had come here as an angel of the Great Qian Dynasty, not as a Cultivator.
Therefore, Ling Shoujing had to wait for Master Black Moon to greet him first before he cupped his hands and greeted him.
"Lord Ling, you can see the current situation."
Master Black Moon pointed at the barbarian soldiers on the two sides of the Fire Rude Clan's town behind him and said with a bitter smile, "Thirty years ago, I traveled around the world and witnessed the vastness of the Great Qian Dynasty and the immeasurable Cultivators in the central plateaus. The Southland of Sorcerers is remote, unpopulated, and unwise. In front of the Great Qian Dynasty, we are nothing more than a grain of dust that will vanish into thin air after a sneeze.
"For me, I would never dare to go against the Great Qian Dynasty. I am willing to protect the southwest of the Great Qian Dynasty and protect the Southland of Sorcerers forever."
"However, while the Great Qian Dynasty is powerful, Ghost Qin is not weak, either. Over the years, the Cultivators from the Dark Cloud Sector have been showing up in the Southland of Sorcerers and threatening our tribes with both carrots and sticks. Some of the tribes were intimidated by the enemy and turned to Ghost Qin's side. There was nothing I could do."
"I went to those tribes to denounce them, too, but I was rendered speechless after they refuted me.
"They said that they were all loyal subjects of the Great Qian Dynasty and did not want to join Ghost Qin's side in the first place. However, Ghost Qin would go on a killing spree if they disobeyed, and the emperor's army was too far away to do anything. It was not like they could watch their own people being killed without doing anything, right?
"Although I am a Yuanying, I am all by myself. The Cultivators of Ghost Qin have come in groups and openly. How can I protect the tribes in the Southland of Sorcerers on my own?
"That's why today's incident has escalated to such an extent. I can only persuade Huo Wuji and Huo Wujiu to stop fighting for now and wait for the emperor's army to arrive. What a shame. What a shame.
"All in all, please rest assured, Lord Ling. Most of the tribes in the Southland of Sorcerers are still loyal to the emperor and the court. They are only pretending to be obedient because of the tyranny of Ghost Qin.
"As long as we can completely suppress the Ghost Qin Cultivators in the Black Stone Arena in three days, the tribes in the Southland of Sorcerers will naturally stand on the court's side."
Master Black Moon was a tough guy, too. What he said was the truth.
After all, the Southland of Sorcerers was just an egg. Neither the Great Qian Dynasty nor Ghost Qin were two hard rocks that they could afford to piss off. Therefore, they could only ask the two 'hard rocks' to decide who was better first.
As if to prove Master Black Moon's' helplessness', hardly had he concluded his sentence when dozens of barbarian Cultivators and three Ghost Qin cavalrymen dashed out of Huo Wujiu's camp on the opposite side. They turned into an arrowhead and charged at the Appeasing Army, only to stop one arrow away from them and roar loudly, showing no respect for the authority of the court at all.
Master Black Moon looked at Ling Shoujing helplessly. "Although I'm somewhat famous in the Southland of Sorcerers, those disobedient, disobedient guys really do not listen to me. It's not like I can go on a killing spree and leave no survivors behind, right?"
With coldness all over his face, Ling Shoujing looked back at the 'Black Tiger Iron Guards' and said solemnly, "Fang Dazhong, Zuo Qianjun, cut a few heads from Ghost Qin and bring them back."
The so-called 'servants' were not the servants who watered the plants and swept the floor at home but the tough men of sacrifice who had been raised since childhood and who only knew about the Ling family but not the emperor.
Immediately, several cold-looking vanguards with immense spiritual energy stepped out of the crowd. Their bloodstained sabers were roaring hungrily in their sheaths.
Li Yao had been watching the show while hiding in the crowd. But out of his expectation, a lot of seasoned barbarian Cultivators around him were yelling and urging the idiotic 'idiots' to go out and have a fight first.
It appeared that a lot of the barbarian Cultivators here and the barbarian Cultivators who were charging out had deep grudges against each other. They were trying to kill the barbarian Cultivators with a borrowed knife and save their enemy's face first.
Li Yao secretly cursed in his heart, almost kicking Meng Duo and Gu Siduo.
He was of a mind to stay in the battle, but he had established the image of a simple-minded guy with more brawn than brains when he showed up on the Decapitation Cliff.
Seeing that most of the barbarian Cultivators were mocking him, Ling Shoujing, Ling Lanyin, Master Black Moon, and Huo Wuji all glanced at him.
He could only grit his teeth and roar while he urged the giant boa below him to charge out together with dozens of other barbarian Cultivators who were eager to make contributions and the Black Tiger Iron Guards.
Two dark, disordered, bizarre-shaped, and disorganized troops crashed into each other brutally.
Li Yao, on the other hand, intentionally went to three Ghost Qin wolf riders.
Since he was already there, he naturally had to take the opportunity to test the Ghost Qin people's capability.
Shua!
Three sharp sabers turned into auras almost five meters long and brushed past his head, cutting off a few strands of his hair.
The sabers refined by the Ghost Qin people were not bad. At the very least, they could help their spiritual energy to gather without dispersing when it was almost five meters away from their body. They were ancient magical equipment of a rather high level.
What surprised Li Yao even more was their mounts, the demon beasts known as' Dragon Wolves'.
Such demon beasts were a combination of the impact of a horse and the brutality of a hungry wolf, with a vague intimidating aura of a dragon. They were not scared at all even when they saw the giant boa below Li Yao. Instead, they opened their bloody mouths and bit at the head of the giant boa brutally.
Rather advanced demon beasts. They are already somewhat similar to biochemical beasts. There's no telling whether it's the biochemical technology developed by the Ghost Qin people themselves or the biochemical legacies from the primeval era.
Li Yao dodged another saber. The giant boa shook its head hard and knocked a knight on the enemy's side. Then, it took the opportunity to turn around and run away. Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! A few sharp arrows that were enshrouded in immense spiritual energy and as powerful as crystal bullets brushed past him and exploded on his left and right. He was covered in dust.
All the barbarian Cultivators chuckled.
Ling Shoujing, Ling Lanyin, Huo Wuji, and Master Black Moon, on the other hand, beamed with interest.
"The guy's capability is rather impressive."
Ling Shoujing said to Master Black Moon.
"He is indeed not bad."
Master Black Moon smiled. There was no telling what was on his mind.
Very soon, screams burst out on the battlefield. Somebody was finally killed.
The two parties cut off the heads of several people on the opposite side and gradually got away from each other.
Because the three Ghost Qin wolf riders had wasted too much time on Li Yao, the Black Tiger Iron Guard was able to go on a killing spree. Although he failed to cut off the heads of the Ghost Qin soldiers, he slew quite a few barbarian Cultivators on his own and returned with a lot of trophies. Immediately, cheers were raised, and fighting will soared to the sky.
"Tomorrow, the coronation ceremony will be held right in front of the battlefield. You will be officially conferred as the chieftain of the South Land of Sorcerers of the Great Qian Dynasty. You will be the guardian of the southwest for the Great Qian Dynasty."
Ling Shoujing said to Huo Wuji. Before Huo Wuji shed tears of gratitude, he glared at the enemy's side again, and his voice echoed several kilometers nearby with spiritual energy. "The army of the Heavenly Empire has arrived. More reinforcements will be coming soon. In the Hundred Victories Great Arena in three days, we will certainly blow all the ants who refuse to submit to the king into smithereens."
For a moment, Huo Wuji's side was cheering, while Huo Wujiu's side was silent. Their morale had hit rock bottom.
Master Black Moon narrowed his eyes and observed the spiritual energy of Ling Shoujing and the other barbarians as well as the appearance of the Black Tiger Iron Guards. There was no telling what was on his mind.
Li Yao, on the other hand, squatted aside in frustration and observed him coldly. He suddenly thought of something and seemed to have smelled a scheme.
At night …
Outside of the town of the Fire Rude Clan, the army that Ling Shoujing brought had already set up continuous tents.
The Black Tiger Iron Guards were enjoying Huo Wuji's feast together with the local barbarian soldiers under the burning bonfire. It was partly a welcome dinner for the emperor's army and partly a reward for the brave warriors who had charged forward during the day.
The wine was roasting pigs, the fire was burning, and the barbarian girls were dancing and singing.
The atmosphere couldn't have been more heated.
Huala! Huala!
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, when everyone's faces were red and their blood was boiling, the brawny men of the Black Tiger Iron Guards carried dozens of heavy wooden chests and smashed the locks with their axes. They kicked the chests over, and countless gold, silver, jewelry, crystals, spiritual ores, and heavenly materials and earthly treasures fell out of the chests.
The colorful, overwhelming treasures made all the barbarian Cultivators' eyes widen, and their hearts almost stopped beating.
"You are all the heroes of the Great Qian Dynasty. There's no need to say anything else."
Ling Shoujing drank the hard liquor that he had brought from the central plateaus. His air was entirely different from during the day. He was brimming with the solemnity of a dominating battlefield, like a giant tiger that had stood up.
He bellowed solemnly, "The crystals, magical equipment, pills, marvelous medicines, and all kinds of techniques and secret arts have been carried to the Southland of Sorcerers after such a long journey. I never thought to carry them back.
"Three hundred people will take part in the Hundred Victories Great Arena in three days. The Black Tiger Iron Guards will provide a hundred people, and the other two hundred warriors will be selected from you.
"Starting tomorrow, the two hundred strongest warriors will be selected from you. All the crystals, magical equipment, and Cultivation arts in front of you will be shared equally by the two hundred warriors.
"This is just the reward before the battle.
"When you perform outstandingly in the Hundred Victories Great Arena, you will be rewarded many times more.
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