At midnight, the streets of Southern City seemed lonely and cold. Probably because of the shocking situation at the border, this new city was also filled with a tense atmosphere. The early spring wind swept across the cold stone road, and the dull footsteps of the patrolling soldiers made people's hearts tremble.
Unlike the city, the southern gate of Southern City was bustling with noise. Countless torches were lit, and shouts and barks of dogs were incessant. Countless soldiers held spears in one hand and torches in the other, forming a long snake on the official road outside Southern City.
"Looks like the war with the Barbarian Tribe is imminent. Otherwise, they wouldn't be transporting rations and fodder through the night." Ye Kong, who was flying in the air, took advantage of the cover of the night to look down.
"It has nothing to do with you." Patriarch Acheron snorted and said.
"I'm also a disciple of the Ye family, how can it have nothing to do with me?" Ye Kong said in disagreement.
"That is a war between mortals. If you want to participate, do it as a mortal, but I advise you to stay out of it."
What Patriarch Acheron said made sense. Every country, including the barbarians, had cultivators, but everyone had a tacit understanding to not participate in the war between mortals.
Everyone was busy with cultivation, and the other reason was that no one was willing to expand the war. You have cultivators, and so do I. That would expand the war between mortals into a war between cultivators.
One had to know that those great cultivators had the powerful ability to destroy the world. If they really fought, the scale of the casualties would be disastrous. This was something that no one wanted to see.
Therefore, no matter how fierce the war between mortals was, cultivators would not participate.
However, war was a thing that could be used to the extreme. In fact, there were shadows of active cultivators in many wars. However, these cultivators were usually from small sects, or some disciples secretly doing some small tricks behind the scenes. None of them could be seen in public.
Flying above the city at night, Ye Kong did not attract anyone's attention. He successfully flew into the city and landed at a remote place near the Ye Mansion.
"Eighth Young Master, you're back." The night watchman, Li Laosi, was responsible for guarding the door at night, so he would meet him when he came back at night.
"Well, what's the situation recently? It seems very tense. Oh, sit down and talk." Ye Kong was not in a hurry to go to the Inner Court. Instead, he sat in the gatehouse and chatted with Li Laosi.
Li Laosi was much more well-behaved after being beaten up. But then again, a heavyweight like him could only bully some servants. The Eighth Young Master was not the same as before. The Second Young Master, the Third Young Master, and the Ninth Young Master were all beaten up by him. Who else in the Ye Mansion still dared to provoke the God of Plague? Were they tired of living?
Ye Kong, who was known for his bad temper, was so polite today that Li Laosi was at a loss.
"Eighth Young Master, this old servant will speak while standing."
After listening to Li Laosi's explanation, Ye Kong knew that the current situation was unusually tense. It wasn't that a war was about to break out, but two small-scale battles had already been fought.
After two battles, both sides had their gains and losses. These probing battles weren't large in scale, but the battles were fierce. Both sides lost a chiliarch.
According to Li Laosi, the barbarian soldiers were very valiant and didn't fear death. They charged forward with all their might. On the other hand, Ye Jiajun hadn't fought in almost ten years and was a bit tired.
Ye Kong felt that this was possible. However, he felt that the bigger reason was that Ye Wei was showing weakness with a purpose. Although Ye Jiajun hadn't fought, the Ye Jiajun soldiers at the border didn't slack off in their training either. How could they be tired? Moreover, why didn't the Ye Clan's most elite Winged Tiger Battalion fight?
The matter was very simple. If Ye Jiajun destroyed the barbarians in one go, then the Ye Clan's crisis wouldn't be resolved. Ye Haoran would never be able to return. Only when the battle was precarious and on the verge of collapse would it seem that only Ye Haoran could make a move. Only then would he have the chance to leave Andu.
This battle was very frustrating. They had to fight the enemy in front and defend against the Emperor in the back. However, if they could get Ye Haoran back, it would be the biggest victory.
"Ye Wen and Ye Wu also rushed to the barracks a few days ago," Li Laosi said.
Ye Kong nodded. "This is also a form of training for them. It's good. They don't just know how to eat and wait to die in the southern city."
Actually, it was true that Ye Wen and Ye Wu couldn't stay in the southern city anymore. Many people in the residence knew about Second Madam's ugly death. They were usually too embarrassed to return to the Ye Residence. Even when they walked on the streets, they had to guard against people pointing at them.
Therefore, they could only go to the battlefield and see if they could accumulate some military merits in order to make a name for themselves one day.
"Alright, it's getting late. You should go to sleep now. I'll go back and sleep first." After saying goodbye to Li Laosi, Ye Kong returned to the inner courtyard.
It was already late, and all the rooms were dark. Ye Kong didn't disturb Chen Jiuniang and the two girls, so he returned to his room.
"I've decided to stay at home and refine the remaining Spirit Qi before going out to explore. I can also take a look at the situation at the border." Ye Kong sat cross-legged on the bed.
Patriarch Acheron also flew out of the small sword Dharma artifact and said, "That's for the best. I, the Patriarch, am most afraid that you don't know the gravity of the situation. You want to travel with only a third-level Qi Refinement. Hmph, I'm afraid you'll be killed the moment you go out!"
Ye Kong smiled bitterly and said, "Patriarch, will you die if you don't insult me? I'm not that bad, right? I just killed a sixth-level Qi Refinement a few days ago. "
"That's a poor guy. Killing ten of them is nothing. If you meet the woman who sneak attacked you that day, her realm is higher than yours and her Dharma artifact is better than yours, you won't be able to escape! Don't expect me to help you then! "Patriarch Acheron finished scolding and reached out his hand." Give me my bead. "
"Oh." Ye Kong took out the seven-colored bead from the storage bag and handed it to Patriarch Acheron.
Then he touched the other bag on his waist and asked, "Patriarch, you said you'll help me cultivate a supreme-grade spirit insect …"
As soon as Ye Kong opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Patriarch Acheron. "Kid, don't bother me. I'm busy studying the bead. I'll help you when I have time."
Ye Kong was helpless. He could only stare at the spirit beast bag and stare blankly for a while. Then he moved closer to Patriarch Acheron. "Patriarch, tell me about the origin and situation of this bead. Maybe I can help you study it. As the saying goes, two heads are better than one. Three heads are better than one …"
"What is Zhuge Liang?"
"…" Ye Kong almost fainted. If this Cang Nan Continent was uncultured, they wouldn't even know about Zhuge Liang.
"It's my hometown. He's a very smart person." Ye Kong could only say this. Of course, if he told Patriarch Acheron about Zhuge Liang's deeds, then he wouldn't be able to do anything tonight.
Patriarch Acheron didn't continue asking, nor was he interested in listening. He held the bead and said, "This bead is the Shadow Clan's clan protection treasure. It's called the Pipa Bead."
"The Shadow Clan's clan protection treasure!" Ye Kong knew that this thing was precious, but he didn't expect it to be this precious. Thinking about how the Shadow Clan had ruled the Cang Nan Continent for so many years, they must have countless treasures. This clan protection treasure, how amazing would it be?
It must be a treasure among treasures, better than better.
"Patriarch, you're really powerful. You even used the Shadow Clan's clan protection treasure. I really admire you!" Ye Kong looked at the bead differently.
"How could it be trash in my, Patriarch Acheron's, eyes? It's much better than those hundred spirit stones of yours! " Patriarch Acheron was pleased with himself. He said in a smug manner, "That's why I said that this treasure is worth betraying everyone, and it's worth everyone betraying me!"
"But, I feel that there are some things that can never be betrayed."
Patriarch Acheron rolled his eyes at him, "That's why I said you're stupid! Idiot! If you weren't such an idiot, I would've killed you long ago! "
Ye Kong said unhappily, "I think you're the idiot. You risked your life, and I heard that you even betrayed your friendship. In the end, you obtained a bead, but you don't even know what it's used for. Aren't you harming others without benefiting yourself? Are you the idiot, or am I? "
Patriarch Acheron was speechless from his scolding. He rolled his eyes several times, and finally snorted, "I'm not going to argue with you. Sooner or later, I'll figure out how to use this bead. If you don't want to help, then don't waste my time."
Ye Kong said, "Actually, I have some ideas. Let me tell you, and see if I'm right."
Patriarch Acheron immediately focused. Although he scolded Ye Kong for being stupid every day, he knew that this kid was smarter than him. In the words of Earth, Ye Kong's IQ was not low.
Ye Kong cleared his throat and said, "First of all, this bead is not a Dharma artifact, nor is it a Dharma treasure or a Spirit Artifact. That eliminates one function. Secondly, you ate this thing, but it couldn't be digested, nor did it improve your skills. It didn't cure people, which means that this bead is definitely not an elixir … "
"You're talking nonsense. Just say what's useful." Patriarch Acheron interrupted Ye Kong impatiently.
"Well, I'll say the third thing. This bead is probably a precious material. I don't know if you've refined it with your Nascent Fire, so I think it might be a material for refining some powerful Dharma treasure."
"Impossible." Patriarch Acheron shook his head. "As the treasure of the Shadow Clan, it can't be a material. Any material, no matter how precious, is not worthy of being called the treasure of the Shadow Clan before it is successfully refined."
Ye Kong agreed with him. He nodded and said, "Then I'll say the fourth thing. I heard you say that this bead is called the Pipa Bead. Does it have anything to do with the Pipa? I heard that the Shadow Clan loves life and music. Does this bead have anything to do with music? Is it possible that a pipa will have the same effect? "
Patriarch Acheron blinked and looked at the bead. He nodded and said, "That makes sense. Why didn't I think of that? I have to find a Pipa tomorrow."
At this time, Patriarch Acheron suddenly became depressed. "Then it's useless to me. I don't love music. No matter how good it is, it has nothing to do with me. "
Ye Kong had an idea. He had learned the Shadow Martial Art. He knew that the Shadow Martial Art had to be matched with the corresponding music and rhythm in order to display its power. Perhaps this bead was the key to allowing his Shadow Martial Art to display its full potential?
Patriarch Acheron was obviously not happy about this bead's use. He asked again, "This is only the fourth. Is there a fifth or sixth possibility?"
"Of course!" Ye Kong said again, "Fifth, this could be a token. With this token, you can prove your identity. Maybe the Shadow Clan will do something for you."
"That's interesting." Patriarch Acheron nodded and asked, "What about the sixth?"
Ye Kong shook his head. "The sixth is something I didn't expect."
Patriarch Acheron lowered his head and thought for a while. Then he sighed and said, "Let's find a Pipa player tomorrow."
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