At the table, Master Ge was drinking wine with a gloomy expression.
A young wild cultivator who came out of nowhere dared to go against him. Although Master Ge Heng didn't do anything at the time, he was secretly angry.
Caretaker Hu carefully flattered him from the side.
Halfway through the wine, Ge Heng suddenly thought of something and glanced at the unopened jar of wine next to him.
"This jar of wine is for that brat?"
"If you want to drink it, just open it." Manager Hu cursed in his heart. This jar of wine cost twenty taels of silver, but he smiled and said, "I'll buy it later."
"No." Ge Heng suddenly smiled and patted the jug of wine with his hand covered in green Primal Qi. "This jug is good."
Manager Hu was shocked. "Master Ge, you can't do this!"
Ge Heng stopped smiling and turned to look at him with a cold gaze. "Why can't I do this?"
Manager Hu's back was covered in cold sweat, but he still braced himself and said, "That's a cultivator. If something really happens, none of us will be able to get away. "
Although Yang Country was small, it was still a country and had its own laws.
Just like him, although he often beat up maids, he wouldn't really kill anyone.
He would kill as he pleased, unless he had a background that could be easily covered up. Or maybe he didn't want this stable job anymore.
"What are you afraid of? He's a wild cultivator of unknown origin. Who would investigate? "Ge Heng said with dissatisfaction." Besides, I won't kill him. I'm just teaching him a lesson. So that young people don't know the immensity of heaven and earth! "
"You really … won't kill him?" Manager Hu was trembling with fear.
"Why would I lie to you?" Ge Heng said and comforted him, "Don't worry, no one will find out! How could the Green Wood Immortal School's methods be ordinary? "
… …
A figure was moving quickly on a dark mountain path.
"This is the mountain area under the jurisdiction of the Twin Dragons Union. Who are you?"
A voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.
The Twin Dragons Union was a local sect of Mo Country. They obeyed the rule of Mo Country's imperial court and had a certain degree of autonomy. Among the sects of Mo Country, they weren't weak.
This place was already considered the outer region of the Twin Flood Dragon Union. The one who spoke at this time should be a patrolling cultivator of the Twin Flood Dragon Union.
Among the crowd, a voice suddenly answered, "The disciples of Zhuang Country's Qinghe County's Daoist Academy are here to arrest the White Bones Murderer. Please do us a favor!"
In the darkness, the voice of the Twin Flood Dragon Association's patrolling cultivator fell silent.
If it was in the past, the Twin Flood Dragons would not have given him face.
The Mo Country and Zhuang Country had been in conflict for many years and had never been at a disadvantage.
But now …
Zhuang Di ascended to Dongzhen, together with the Prime Minister Du Ruhui and the Great General Huangfu Duanming, two great deities, the army was strong and the horses were strong, their power was suppressing the four directions. It was the time for them to show their edge.
The people of the Zhuang Nation also continuously expressed that they should seek a position that was in line with their strength. War was undoubtedly the most direct way.
The Mo Kingdom's imperial court had been avoiding this matter because they didn't want to give the Zhuang Kingdom such a reason.
Since this was an "official business" of the Dao Academy disciples arresting a heretical sect like the White Bone Sect, the Twin Wyrm Association could turn a blind eye to it. The Life Spirit Stele that had been erected outside Maplewood City had long since spread to everyone's ears.
The cultivators of Qinghe County's Dao Academy were not surprised and quickly spread out. Today, they had already destroyed a small stronghold of the White Bone Sect and chased the last few disciples here, hoping to obtain enough Dao Points.
The enmity between the Zhuang Nation and the White Bone Sect was not just this year. More than 200 years ago, there was a catastrophe caused by the White Bone Sect. At that time, the Great Ancestor, Zhuang Chengqian, used the power of the entire country to destroy the White Bone Sect.
After that, the White Bone Sect revived, but only on a small scale. They were entangled with each other until last year, when the entire country was shocked by the destruction of Maplewood City.
However, it was only today that they could hold their heads high and openly arrest criminals on the Mo Kingdom's territory.
Only when the country was strong did they have the right to be bold and confident.
The cultivators of Qinghe County's Dao Academy spread out in formation and circled around, intending to eliminate the White Bone Sect disciples who were pursuing them here. They could not go any deeper, for fear that the Twin Flood Dragons would retaliate.
For Li Jianqiu, who had issued the order, it was enough to investigate the situation outside the Twin Flood Dragons.
As the most outstanding cultivator of Qinghe County's Dao Academy, he indeed shouldered such a secret mission. Those few White Bone Sect disciples escaped all the way here under his purposeful indulgence.
To ensure secrecy, the other cultivators did not know about this. They were still immersed in the pride of the country's strength, and at the same time, they were filled with hatred because of the destruction of Maplewood City.
Li Jianqiu did not know how many people had the same secret mission as him, but he knew that he was not the only one.
The Zhuang Nation had been asleep for many years. Now that it had woken up, it was hungry and wanted to eat meat.
Looking at the surrounding countries, the Yong Nation was the most difficult to eat, and the Mo Kingdom might not be easy to eat. But the higher-ups of the Zhuang Nation clearly had a target.
In the Modern World, there were many countries, many sects, and the various great powers were intertwined.
For example, the Zhuang Nation and the Yong Nation were enemies. The Yong Nation was stronger than the Zhuang Nation, but the Zhuang Nation was supported by Daoism. With the support of Daoism, they were able to enjoy the fortune of the country for a long time.
Among the Daoist countries, the strongest was the overlord of the central region, the Jing Nation. But more specifically, the Jing Nation was based on Daoism and had three branches. The Zhuang Nation belonged to the branch of Mount Yujing …
There were all sorts of things like this.
In such a complicated world situation, national wars were not easy. One could not just look at what was in front of them. Those who did not consider the overall situation would not be able to conquer a region.
Li Jianqiu's work was only a small part of the long process of preparation.
The mission given by the higher-ups should be completed, but to Li Jianqiu himself, destroying the White Bone Sect was what he cared about the most.
Maplewood City was his hometown.
In the early years, because of the incident at Xubi Peak, he was used to being alone. But after destroying Xubi Peak last year, he had untied the knot in his heart. He began to accept others. For example, Jiang Wang, Zhao Rucheng, Huang Azhan.
And his parents and family …
They were all gone.
They were all gone.
If there had to be a specific description of this feeling, it would be the feeling he had when he fled Xubi Peak, crying and wailing on the official road.
But it was even worse than that.
At that time, he was alone, and now he was even more alone.
At that time, he was a stray dog, and now …
He even felt that he had become a deserter again. When Maplewood City was in trouble, he hid in Qinghe County Academy. When his family, friends, fellow apprentices, and fellow villagers needed him, he was not there.
He would never be there.
This was the Mo Kingdom, and it was already late at night.
Li Jianqiu had already given the order to kill those roaming rats, so he slowed down his steps. There was no need for him to take care of these people himself.
He suddenly paused and pressed on the hilt of his sword.
It was very quiet all around. The night was supposed to be quiet.
But it was too quiet.
He could no longer hear the breathing of his fellow apprentices, nor could he feel their heartbeats.
Even the faint aura of the patrolling cultivators of the Twin Dragon Sect, which was a warning from the Twin Dragon Sect to outsiders, had disappeared.
In the darkness, in the direction Li Jianqiu was looking, a tall and burly figure with a large ringed saber on his back walked out.
"You Zhuang people really don't know what's good for you!"
He threw the head in his hand over. The head rolled a few times and happened to meet Li Jianqiu's eyes.
It was a woman with a delicate face. She was this year's Junior Sister of the County Academy.
Li Jianqiu shifted his gaze away from her horrified expression and looked at the tall figure walking out of the darkness.
His aura was violent, and his face was covered with … a tiger bone mask.
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