Who was this demonic woman?
Yang Jian and the generals could not help but feel suspicious when they saw the scenes.
In his previous life, a human woman starved to death in a cave at the prime of her youth. That seemed to be a portrayal of the miserable situation of the human race in ancient times.
In this life, a plum blossom grew on a cliff. After thousands of years, it finally transformed and was planted in Emperor Nvywa's Palace by the Saint.
Logically speaking, this plum blossom should be considered a spiritual item and not a demonic one …
Mei Kongmei called herself the Old Ancestor of Meishan, a rising expert of the demonic race. She was guided by Nvywa and entered the Quasi-Sage Realm …
This plum blossom was not that plum blossom?
Yang Jian stood up and was really confused.
Mei Kongmei weakly crawled up and wiped the sweat off her forehead. Yang Jian glanced at her, scaring her so much that she hurriedly sat up straight. Her weak body swayed and her peach blossom eyes became misty.
"Do you feel wronged?" Yang Jian asked coldly.
Mei Kongmei quickly shook her head. "Her Majesty said that I have to listen to you from now on … Are you Yang Jian?"
"Yes."
"That's right. I didn't get bullied wrongly." Mei Kongmei sighed and wiped the sweat on her forehead. "I have to follow her orders. You can bully me as much as you want. If I can't take it anymore, you can let me rest for a while."
Nezha suddenly thought of some novel things and held back his laughter. The Meishan generals frowned secretly. They felt that the demonic race was cunning and dissolute.
Yang Jian flipped his hand and held the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice that he had just obtained.
"Come in."
Yang Jian said coldly. Mei Kongmei blinked and got up obediently. She turned into a stream of light and entered the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice.
Yang Jian did not use the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice to take her in. She entered by herself.
She was really obedient.
In the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice, the connate five elements appeared and swept towards Mei Kongmei.
The treasure that had once easily taken down the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism had met its match this time. The Map of Mountains and Rivers condensed around Mei Kongmei, wrapping her body within it and suspending in the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice.
Yang Jian didn't care too much about it. He wanted to try refining her for a while. If he could temporarily reduce her cultivation, he would have more options.
"Second Master," Zhang Boshi said from the side, "She should be Mei Kongmei. However, the Saint used a great creation to allow her to be reborn. Perhaps, she is no longer Mei Kongmei … That's probably what it means. The brothers discussed it and decided that Goddess Nuwa wants Second Master to marry her. Second Master, you should marry her. We're all men. We all know these things. There's nothing taboo about it … "
Yang Jian couldn't help but curse, "Do I look like someone who doesn't care about anything for beauty?"
The Six Friends of the Meishan Sect shook their heads in unison. A few of their Junior Martial Brothers nodded their heads in agreement. Xiao Shen, Cao Bao, as well as the other high-ranking military officers in the army who had cultivation bases, lowered their heads in silence.
They could not interfere in the Prime Minister's family matters.
Yang Jian was furious. He looked at the situation in the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice and cursed, "If you continue to protect her like this and don't let me destroy her Quasi-Saint cultivation base, I'll have to kill her!"
Those words were directed at the Mountain and River Map. Yang Jian did not expect it to have any effect, but unexpectedly, the treasure map turned into streams of light and returned to Mei Kongmei's body.
Mei Kongmei let out a soft cry and was swept into the Connate Five Qi. Yang Jian flipped the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice out. Mei Kongmei's figure immediately lay in front of him and she fainted.
Her Dao base was not damaged, but her cultivation base had already fallen to the Golden Immortal stage.
That was when Yang Jian immediately flipped the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice over. If he really refined it for a while, Mei Kongmei would probably turn into a plum blossom and lose her demonic power.
The Mountain and River Map appeared again and wrapped around Mei Kongmei, so that her messy robe would not reveal her beauty.
Yang Jian sat on the chair and hesitated for a while. He secretly sent a voice transmission to Ao Xinke, asking her to come to the military camp.
He simply let Ao Xinke take care of and train such a troublesome person who could not be killed, beaten, or let go. Anyway, her cultivation base had been destroyed at this time, and it would be difficult for her to recover without thousands of years. The Mountain and River Map could only protect her and could not threaten the safety of his family.
When Ao Xinke came and hid behind the tent to listen to orders, Yang Jian said, "Madam, please talk in the tent. There's no one else here."
"Yes," Ao Xinke replied gently, giving Yang Jian enough face in front of the generals.
Yang Jian was also a little angry. He deliberately let Ao Xinke walk around the military camp so that his subordinates and junior brothers could see how beautiful his wife was. Why would she peep at Mei Kongmei?
Ao Xinke leisurely walked over, and the entire tent was bathed in a gentle light. Light flowed with every move she made. Many generals with weaker cultivations did not dare to look directly at her for fear of being disrespectful.
The Six Friends of the Plum Mountain bowed in unison. "Greetings, Madam."
The junior brothers also bowed with a Dao salute. "Greetings, Sister-in-law."
Yang Jian let Ao Xinke walk forward and pointed at Mei Kongmei. He roughly told her what had happened today, including what the Saint Nuwa had said to him.
"I still have to trouble Madam to get a place for her in the backyard. When Zhi Jian and the others are on duty, use your spiritual senses to monitor her. Don't let her cause trouble in the residence. "
Ao Xinke immediately agreed and looked at Mei Kongmei.
Could this be the Demon Clan female that Yue Lao had mentioned before?
To her husband, she was really a burden.
"Don't worry, husband. I will definitely guard her strictly and not let her have any chance to take advantage of me."
The words' opportunity to take advantage of me 'seemed to be referring to something. Yang Jian gave his wife a "don't worry" look and let Ao Xinke leave with Mei Kongmei.
The Mountain River Painting was strangely magical. Before Ao Xinke could attack, it actually swept the host behind Ao Xinke. The two portraits kept colliding, as if they were urging Ao Xinke to leave quickly and bring the host away from Yang Jian as soon as possible.
Yang Jian pursed his lips.
These days, he had seen many treasures that had turned into spirits.
After Mei Kongmei was taken away by Ao Xinke, Yang Jian asked the six friends of the Mei Mountain to return to the Yang Residence to wait for orders. Then, he gathered the generals in the army to discuss military matters.
Wen Zhong had already been defeated. The people of Chaoge City were panicking. Di Xin was furious and killed dozens of palace servants. Then, he fainted for three days.
The first thing Di Xin did after waking up was to transfer the commander of the Three Mountain Pass, Deng Jiugong, to Azure Dragon Pass. He then gathered troops everywhere, intending to attack.
"Many citizens have already moved from the west of Qi Mountain to the east of Qi Mountain. This time, in the battle with the Shang army, we need to set the battlefield outside the five passes. It's here, here." Yang Jian's expression was solemn. The generals of the army crowded beside the sand table and listened to Yang Jian's arrangements.
At that moment, the Zhou Army already had the strength to push the battlefront from Qi Mountain to the border of the Zhou Nation. The vassals in the west and north, who were originally unwilling to submit to the Zhou Nation, were afraid that Yang Jian would lead the immortal battle to their place after Wen Zhong died. They kept surrendering.
Yang Jian ordered Yao Gonglin and Zhi Jian to start incorporating the armies of the vassals in the west and north. Firstly, they could increase the strength of the Zhou Army. Secondly, they could separate the military and the government and build a good foundation for King Wu of Zhou to stabilize the country in the future.
These were all political matters that Yang Jian had mentioned before he went to the East Ocean. At that moment, they had already been implemented by King Wu, and the effect was quite good.
More than half of the 800 vassals of the Shang Dynasty had surrendered to the Zhou Nation.
Next, Yang Jian decided to use the opportunity of the battle with Deng Jiugong to send a few junior brothers out to train and persuade the Marquis of the South and the Marquis of the East to attack again. At the same time, he wanted the two vassals to surrender to the Zhou Nation.
Otherwise, after destroying the Shang Dynasty, the battle would still not be over. King Wu would definitely have to sweep the continent before he could feel at ease.
He was busy for a few days. After Yang Jian settled everything, the hundreds of thousands of Zhou troops headed east.
There were already hundreds of thousands of troops stationed in the surrounding territory. That was a very urgent pressure on Chaoge City.
Over the past few days, the news of the Saint betrothal of Yang Jian had spread throughout the Three Realms. Even if Yang Jian did not really marry, the cultivators had also spread it vividly. It gradually became unbearable.
However, Yang Jian was powerful. Such rumors were like icing on the cake. It did not tarnish his reputation. Instead, it made his reputation even more famous.
After finishing his military affairs and government affairs, Yang Jian, the Prime Minister of the Zhou Nation, was immediately visited by a large number of matters. As the Zhou Nation continued to expand its territory to the west, north, and south, all sorts of things were pressing down on him.
At that moment, Yang Jian wisely recommended a person to the King of Wu. It was Jiang Ziya, who was enjoying life in Chaoge City.
King Wu had never heard of Jiang Ziya, but since he was recommended by Yang Jian, he gave him a high position in the civil service. He secretly ordered people to look for Jiang Shang and let him come to the Zhou Nation to become an official.
In that case, Yang Jian did not disappoint his promise to Jiang Shang. Although he had snatched the destiny of the gods, he had also returned Jiang Shang a minister.
After dealing with many matters, Yang Jian could finally return to the Yang Residence to see if Mei Kongmei had caused any trouble. However, he was surprised to see Mei Kongmei transforming into a plum blossom and cultivating in the courtyard. After thinking about it, Yang Jian did not disturb her and walked elsewhere.
Currently, the backyard of the Yang Residence was filled with women of various races.
Ao Xinke was a Dragons, and she was the daughter of the Ancestral Dragon. There was no need to mention that.
The phoenix sisters, Feng Wu and Feng Shan, were also in seclusion all day long. They opened a deep well in the Yang Residence and absorbed the Earth fire to cultivate.
Wu people had Yu Luo and the others who would occasionally come to the residence to listen to orders. Occasionally, they would also stay.
The demons originally had Chu Qian and Xi Mei 'er. Now, there was another Mei Kongmei.
The human race was their family. Yohime could also be considered a human. Her bloodline was rather pure.
As for the spirit essence, Tinglan and Jade Bamboo could also be considered …
Yang Jian suddenly felt a little guilty.
He did not want to have any 'Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation' or 'Great Magi-Demon War' in his backyard. He could not endure such torment …
"I'll get a Qilin to raise another day." Yang Jian thought about it and released the Howling Celestial Dog, allowing it to cause a ruckus in the courtyard.
"Qilin?" Ao Xinke's voice sounded from the side. "Darling, do you want a mount?"
Yang Jian smiled and nodded.
He had thought about the matter of a mount for a long time, but he had not found a suitable one.
The Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island rode ancient ferocious beasts. He was the only one who rode a war chariot every time he went to the battlefield. It was rather domineering.
Riding a dog?
Would he still be called Erlang Shen!?!
"Darling, why don't I be your mount?" Ao Xinke said softly, causing Yang Jian to be at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Then, his heart skipped a beat.
Yang Jian carried his wife by the waist and disappeared in a flash.
There was naturally no need to even think about being a mount, unless it was in the room …
He only thought about it. Ao Xinke was shy, so Yang Jian naturally would not say it out loud.
"I'll go and bluff Senior Bai Ze. You should be my wife obediently. “
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