Begging for recommendations, begging for collections, begging for Sanjiang … it has become a habit. I finally understand why those authors always ask for these things …
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"You guys stay here for the time being. I will go to the Scriptures Pavilion to have a look." Sei Itō led everyone to the Kongtong Sect's main hall and said to Zhao Min and the soldiers.
"Yes." The soldiers replied immediately. Although Zhao Min wanted to follow Sei Itō to the Scriptures Pavilion to have a look, she gave up after thinking about it and responded.
Sei Itō took Ya Ye to the Scriptures Pavilion under the lead of a soldier. He asked Ya Ye to guard at the entrance of the Scriptures Pavilion, and he walked into the Scriptures Pavilion. After briefly looking at the environment of the Scriptures Pavilion, Sei Itō waved and began to transfer these books. At the same time, a large amount of World Force and Soul Force were sucked in with the opening of Sei Itō's Magic Cube world.
(Regarding the absorption of World Force and Soul Force, the first few chapters were the same, but they were not specifically written.)
After a while, the books in the Scriptures Pavilion were plundered, and Sei Itō waved to close the opening of the Magic Cube world. Even so, the World Force that had not been completely absorbed still flowed into the Magic Cube world through a special channel, contributing to the development of the Magic Cube world.
"The amount of Soul Force this time is really a lot. The amount of broken Soul Force alone is close to 1000 people. If I can refine the Sage Stone, I don't know how big a piece I can refine." While thinking about it, Sei Itō walked outside the Scriptures Pavilion and thought aimlessly.
Seeing Sei Itō come out, Ya Ye nodded to Sei Itō, and the two returned to the Kongtong Hall.
"Report the casualties." Sei Itō did not avoid Zhao Min and others and asked directly.
"Reporting, our side has lost 2,337 people and 871 people are injured. Among them, 677 people can fight again after treatment, 194 people are seriously injured or disabled …" the logistics officer said immediately.
"In other words, including those who can still fight after being healed, we still have less than 2,500 soldiers who can fight?" Sei Itō asked.
"Yes," the officer confirmed with a nod.
"That should be enough." Sei Itō nodded. As for the meaning of 'enough', basically everyone present could guess what it was referring to. Then, he ordered, "All troops will rest for a day. Tomorrow, we will set off for Kunlun."
"Yes!" The officer accepted the order and retreated. Only Sei Itō, Ya Ye, Zhao Min, and three old men were left in the hall. One of the old men was dressed like a Shaolin monk. His face was covered and he looked very mysterious.
"Aren't you going to introduce these people?" Sei Itō relaxed slightly. He leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers on the armrest as he spoke.
Zhao Min smiled. She turned halfway to look at the two old men with strange walking sticks and said, "Sir Yi, these two are the Xuanming Elders whose names have shaken the world of martial artists. This is the Xuanming Elder, Sir Lu …"
The old man holding the deer head crutches nodded at Sei Itō with an arrogant expression.
Zhao Min pointed to the other old man and said, "This is Mr. He Bi Weng He."
The old man holding the bird head crutches nodded at Sei Itō and then ignored him. He looked like he was giving Sei Itō face by talking to him. Sei Itō frowned at the Xuanming Elders' behavior and felt somewhat displeased.
Zhao Min also ignored Sei Itō. She pointed to the last monk dressed like a monk and said, "This is Master Yuan Zhen." After that, she stopped talking. Clearly, she did not want to tell Sei Itō more information about Yuan Zhen.
"Little Zhao Min, you actually managed to win over such a hero of the Jianghu. I have a whole new level of respect for you," Sei Itō said with a smile.
"It's still not as amazing as Lord Yi's ability to destroy several large sects in an instant," Zhao Min said modestly. Zhao Min then asked, "However, there is one thing I don't understand. Lord Yi, please explain it to me."
"You're talking about Wudang, right?" Sei Itō asked.
"That's right." Zhao Min nodded.
"It's because I admire Zhang Sanfeng," Sei Itō said.
"Uh …" Zhao Min was dumbfounded when she heard this. This reason was really …
"Hmph," He Biweng and Lu Zhanke snorted coldly when they heard Sei Itō's words, expressing their dissatisfaction.
Since ancient times, there had been a saying that there was no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts. As famous figures of the Jianghu, the Xuanming Elders were very proud of themselves. Even though they had been taught a lesson by Zhang Sanfeng in the past, they only thought that Zhang Sanfeng had ambushed them first, which was why they were defeated. They did not see how powerful Zhang Sanfeng was. Moreover, they had been working under Zhao Min for the past few years. Zhao Min had always treated the two of them with great respect. Zhao Min's subordinates were also very respectful to the two of them. After getting used to being flattered, they somewhat forgot who they were.
However, the two of them had forgotten that they were not in Zhao Min's army, but in Sei Itō's camp. Sei Itō, who had been displeased by the Xuanming Elders' attitude, would not let them do as they pleased. With a cold snort, Ito Sei instantly rushed out of his seat and quickly arrived in front of the Xuanming Elders. Catching the two elders off guard, Ito Sei ruthlessly slapped their faces. After that, he returned to his seat and sat down. He looked at Zhao Min and the Xuanming Elders indifferently and said, "Don't forget where you are. Don't make trouble for yourself."
"You!" The Xuanming Elders' faces alternated between green and white. They angrily glared at Sei Itō, looking like they would attack if Sei Itō said another word.
"Enough." Zhao Min's dignified voice rang out, provoking the Xuanming Elders. They immediately fell silent and retreated to the side like obedient primary school students. It could be seen how intimidating Zhao Min was to the two of them. From this, it could be inferred that the two elders had been taught a lesson by Zhao Min when they were her subordinates.
"Little Zhao Min, take care of your family's dog. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite," Sei Itō said as he lifted the teacup beside him.
When Zhao Min saw Sei Itō's action, she knew that he was going to send them off. She apologetically nodded and left the hall with the Xuanming Elders and Yuan Ren.
"Ah Cheng, will this be troublesome?" Ya Ye asked with some worry.
"It's fine. The Xuanming Elders are just clowns. Zhao Min might be a bit troublesome, but as long as her father is still Prince Ruyang, I will have a way to deal with her. Besides …" Sei Itō looked at Ya Ye and smiled. "Do we really need to care?"
"…" Ya Ye tilted his head and thought for a moment. The two of them could leave this world at any time, so it didn't matter what kind of trouble they caused. They really didn't need to care. He nodded and walked to the side to pick up a clean piece of silk to wipe his sword.
"It's a pity that Miejue ran away. Otherwise, I could have given you the Heavenly Sword," Sei Itō said regretfully as he looked at Ya Ye wiping his sword.
"It's fine. I'm not used to using a sword from China. When the time comes, you should use it yourself. After all, Ah Cheng, you still don't have a proper weapon, right?" Ya Ye raised his head and smiled at Sei Itō.
"That's true." Sei Itō nodded and then fell silent. The hall once again returned to a deathly silence.
After resting for a day, the army made their preparations on time at five in the afternoon. Under the illumination of the large fire in Kongtong Sect, the army set off toward Kunlun Sect's location.
The journey was not peaceful at all. Every few days, a group of martial artists would ambush the army and assassinate the generals of various ranks. It was clear that they had been provoked by Sei Itō's act of destroying the major sects.
Perhaps because they were instigated by the remnants of the major sects, some of the martial artists from small and medium-sized sects and idle wanderers gathered together and prepared to attack Sei Itō's army or go straight to Kunlun Mountain to support Kunlun Sect.
At the same time, because Sei Itō did not destroy Wudang Sect, it pushed Wudang Sect to the center of the storm. It forced Zhang Sanfeng to send Wudang Sect disciples to join the ranks of the assassins to prove their innocence. After all, public opinion was a powerful weapon. Even though Zhang Sanfeng did not care, it did not mean that Wudang Sect did not care. However, Zhang Sanfeng knew how to choose a place. He immediately carried out his operation in Hubei. He completely ignored the clamor of the idle wanderers and the threats from the remnants of the major sects.
Using this opportunity, Ming Cult, which had smoothly transitioned from White-browed Eagle King's era to Zhang Wuji's era, also launched a rebellion against the Yuan Dynasty due to the temptation of Zhu Yuanzhang, a disciple of the cult. A large number of Five Banner Division disciples were released from Light Summit, and they cooperated with the branches in various places to start their rebellion against the Yuan Dynasty.
"This is truly a great era with great momentum." Sei Itō looked at the information gathered from various places in his hand, then looked at the corpses that had just been buried, and said with a chuckle.
Under this tide of resistance, it was already more than half a month later when Ito Sei's army arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
After resting at the foot of Kunlun Mountain for two days, the army was full of energy and charged toward Kunlun Sect.
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