At noon, below the tall gate in front of the estate of Han.
"In the past, I fought my way in for a marriage proposal." Li Qingshan smiled.
"Yeah. Before I knew it, so many years have already passed," said Han Qiongzhi.
"Really? I've never heard my junior sister mention that. Fellow, you're so outstanding. Does general Han still have some dissatisfaction? "Yue Bing asked.
"What can I do? The Military just likes fighting and killing. You can treat it as a special treatment!" Li Qingshan shrugged.
"Don't you like it?" Han Qiongzhi asked.
"If I didn't like it, why would I fight my way in? I can't help but fight again right now. This time, I don't need your help. I alone am enough to fight my way to father-in-law Han. "
"Even if you want to fight, there's no one to fight for you."
As they said that, the door opened, and Han Tieyi came out to receive them.
Li Qingshan made his way up the stairs and entered the fortress-like estate of Han. Without the sight of soldiers and formations, it actually seemed a little cold and cheerless. He followed the path in his memory and arrived in the inner hall of the estate. Before he had even entered, he heard the Unraging monk's furious roar.
"Damned disciple, you tricked your junior brother into coming back, saying something along the lines of 'perhaps I'll be here before you'. Just how long has it been? Why don't you get your ass in here!"
It had to be mentioned that the Unraging monk was rather terrifying when he became angry. Yue Bing and Han Qiongzhi were both taken aback. They looked at Li Qingshan in worry. The person they could not afford to provoke the least in the cultivation community was their master. If they made their master so angry, the disciple would probably suffer.
"Enough, enough. You're lucky that I've returned. Who knows how many benefits the King of Southern Yue has promised me, insisting that I remain in the King of Yue's estate as an honoured guest. If it weren't for your sake, I would be living happily in the Mist province."
Li Qingshan entered the hall without any care. The Unraging monk was the same as before, dressed in shabby monk robes and sitting there with his chest bared, staring at him furiously.
A dignified old man sat beside the Unraging monk. His greyish-white hair was combed meticulously, and his dignified, square face bore some resemblance to Yue Bing. It went without saying that he was the great general, Wang Yue Wuyang.
Yue Bing looked at Li Qingshan in shock. Although he was the son of the Great General Lord, if he dared to disrespect his elders, he would definitely be beaten to death. Even now, it was still the same.
The Great General Lord was somewhat displeased. His pupils constricted slightly as the killing intent of a peak expert of the Military School was released. Immediately, there was a powerful pressure.
The pressure of the two great cultivators filled the hall like the mountains and the seas. Han Anjun held his breath. Han Qiongzhi and Yue Bing couldn't even bow if they wanted to.
Li Qingshan's expression didn't change in the slightest. He stepped forward and cupped his fists, "Li Qingshan greets Master, Great General Lord, and father-in-law Han."
"Not bad!" A sliver of surprise flashed through Yue Wuyang's eyes. Even a great cultivator might not be able to remain so composed under his pressure.
"Of course." Li Qingshan smiled.
"The King of Southern Yue wants you to remain in the Mist province?" The Unraging monk asked. This was a matter of principle. The Green province and the Mist province were already at daggers drawn. If it were not for the demon plague and locust plague, they would have fought to the bitter end already.
"Master, you've started putting on an act too. Don't you know what the King of Southern Yue's attitude is like?" Li Qingshan smiled.
"It's just some petty tricks to drive a wedge between us. You damned disciple, answer me honestly whatever I ask you. Where's One Will?" the Unraging monk asked.
"She's still in secluded cultivation. She'll emerge in the next few days. By then, she'll obviously report to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga," said Li Qingshan.
"That's good."
Only then did the Unraging monk feel relieved. The news of Li Qingshan purging the locust plague had reached the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, but what the Dauntless monk cared about the most was Little Ann's whereabouts. He heard that she was not with Li Qingshan, so he was afraid something might happen to her. However, after waiting for a while, Li Qingshan had no intentions of reporting to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. The Great General King just happened to be visiting the Unraging monk, so they came to the Clear River prefecture together.
"Master, you sure are biased. So much for being your direct disciple." Li Qingshan shook his head.
"Who told you not to be a monk? We buddhists only take care of our own." The Unraging monk smiled. He had never worried that Li Qingshan would betray the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, just like how he had never expected Li Qingshan to be loyal to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. Just Now, he had only flown into a rage to teach him a lesson. Sure enough, he failed to scare him.
"Master, you seem to have said some impressive truth. What happened to delivering everyone from suffering?"
"Drunken words! Drunken words! Kid, you're a scourge no matter where you go. If you stay in the Mist province, you'll be a great help to the Green province! "
"Oh right, you still owe me a demonic treasure!" Li Qingshan suddenly recalled the Unraging monk's promise.
"Is that why you've returned?"
"That's not it. I'm known as the King of Savages in the south. What treasures do I lack? Do I really lack something like that?"
"What a King of Savages. Then I won't be giving it to you."
"We've already agreed on it, so how can I not give it to you? Hand it over!" Li Qingshan grabbed the Unraging monk by the collar.
"Damned disciple, let go of me!"
It left the other disciples of the school of the Military in a daze. There were not a lot of people in the entire cultivation community who treated each other with such impoliteness. However, they could tell that the master and disciple actually got along very well. Yue Bing secretly glanced at Yue Wuyang. This was much better than his biological son.
Yue Wuyang glanced at him, and cold light seemed to flash through his eyes. Yue Bing shrunk back and performed a military salute. He said firmly, "Great General King, fortunately, Yue Bing has accomplished his mission. I've delivered my junior sister safely and invited commander Li over!"
Yue Wuyang nodded slightly before coughing gently again.
The Unraging monk said, "Damned disciple, fellow Yue has something to ask you. You need to answer him honestly."
Han Qiongzhi also shot him a pleading gaze. She was afraid that he would lose his temper and anger her master, which would be troublesome for her.
Li Qingshan let go of the Unraging monk's collar and said sternly, "Qiongzhi's master is my senior. Please feel free to ask me anything, Great General King. I will definitely tell you everything I know."
"Where did you get your Asura Field from?"
Yue Wuyang cut right to the chase. The Asura Field was not a regular arcane treasure. Refining a single one would take up enough resources and effort. It was equivalent to refining ten regular arcane treasures, so it held extremely special significance to the school of the Military.
"The Banyan Tree King gave it to me," Li Qingshan said calmly.
"He gave it to you? Why? " Yue Wuyang was doubtful. Although the Banyan Tree King was known for his gentleness and magnanimity, it was impossible for him to give away a supreme treasure like that so easily no matter how generous he was.
"Is there anything strange about friends giving each other gifts?" Li Qingshan said like it was obvious.
"You're talking about friends? Did I hear you wrong?"
Yue Wuyang could not help but reveal a strange expression on his solemn, squarish face. What kind of existence was the Banyan Tree King? He was originally one of the Ten Daemon Kings renowned throughout the nine provinces. Now that he had refined the Mist province cauldron, he had even become the god of the Mist province. Even Yue Wuyang was not confident that he could stand on equal footing with him, yet a measly White Hawk commander was actually bold enough to call himself the Banyan Tree King's friend. Was that not the greatest joke in the world?
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