There was a lamp, its light swaying. There was an incense burner with green smoke curling up.
Shao Pingbo sat cross-legged on the couch with one arm on the table and the other holding a scroll to read. There was an unfinished game of chess on the table. Under the light of the lamp, he was full of grace and elegance.
Shao Sansheng entered the room and reached out his hand. The temperature in the room was not low, so he wanted to take off the silver fox fur he was wearing.
He lifted the scroll, but Shao Pingbo blocked his hand. Shao Sansheng had to give up and said softly, "His Majesty is afraid that you will be lonely, so he specially sent two beauties. Their beauty and temperament are the best. Do you accept them?"
Shao Pingbo calmly said, "I dare not refuse the emperor's favor. Settle them down. How is the situation over there? "
Shao Sansheng knew what he was asking about and replied, "I've done a calculation with the news from the east. Both sides have lost nearly a thousand cultivators."
Shao Pingbo's gaze moved away from the book and landed on the chessboard at the side. He reached into the chess bowl, picked up a white piece, and placed it on the chessboard. He then picked up a few black pieces from the chessboard and threw them to the side. Then, he continued to read his book.
Shao Sansheng sensed something amiss while he was reading. He asked tentatively, "Eldest Young Master, is there any explanation?"
Shao Pingbo quietly read his book and did not reply.
After following him for many years, Shao Sansheng knew that if he did not say anything, it meant that he did not want to say anything. Shao Sansheng did not need to ask anymore. He bowed slightly and retreated without disturbing him.
Shao Pingbo slightly raised his eyes and looked at his back as he left. Then, his eyes fell back on the book.
To a certain extent, he was not defeated by Niu Youdao, but by the group of cultivators. The group of cultivators interfered too much, even when he was in the Jin State. Their degree of control made it difficult for him to display his power.
Especially the group of students he brought with him, it was as if they had encountered a layer of iron curtain. There was a lot of resistance, and it was difficult for them to get involved and exert their abilities. To put it bluntly, it was difficult for them to grasp a certain degree of real power. Those were his foundation, and if the foundation was not stable, it would be difficult for him to stabilize in the future.
A bit sparser, a bit more sparser. The fewer cultivators involved, the more people from the secular world needed to be mobilized. Thus, capable people were needed to do the work. This was true for both his students and his own current situation.
Ruoyi of Jin had always been forceful and refused to give 30% of the profits to the State of Zhao. Jin, Wei and Qi would not be able to unify their stance. The loosening of Jin's stance was due to him.
What was given to Niu Youdao was a silent disaster of destruction.
He could also imagine that the three major sects of the Yan Kingdom would not let Nanzhou easily break out of the situation. They would clamp down on Nanzhou until it was difficult to move, until the situation worsened to the point where it would collapse with a light push. He wanted Niu Youdao to watch helplessly as all the blood and sweat he had invested in Nanzhou was destroyed in one day. He wanted to see what Niu Youdao could do under the circumstances.
…
The Demon Ridge was similar to the Star picking City and the Ice and Snow Pavilion. It was located on the same mountain range as the Misty Pavilion, but it was very far away.
Although they were all cultivators, humans still had a certain degree of repulsion towards demons and ghosts. Thus, demons and ghosts liked to come here to do business.
To some extent, this was a forgotten corner. Due to the special nature of the area, it was shrouded by gathering dark clouds all year round, and rarely saw the sun.
The main building of the Demon Ridge was carved out of a huge mountain rock, a skull-like mountain. It was called the Demon Palace, and it was the original headquarters of the Demon Cult.
However, the Demon Cult had gradually declined because of the appearance of an amazing person in the cult, Wu Chang!
Wu Chang, one of the nine Supreme Martial Artists, was the Right Emissary of the Demon Cult before his rise. During that period of time, many strange things happened. The Demon Cult Leader, who was also Wu Chang's adoptive father, died. Wu Chang also failed to become the Demon Cult Leader. Since then, the Demon Cult no longer had a Demon Cult Leader, nor a Right Emissary.
Many years ago, the Saintess of the Demon Cult, who had dedicated her life to the Demon Cult, actually had a relationship with someone. Wu Chang was furious. With the death of the Saintess, the position of Saintess of the Demon Cult also disappeared. Now, the Demon Cult only had one leader, the Left Emissary.
Under the absolute power, the Demon Ridge naturally became Wu Chang's territory. Wu Chang remembered the old relationship and did not chase the people of the Demon Cult away. The Demon Cult became the family of the Demon Ridge, similar to the City Master of Picking Star City. They were said to be Wu Chang's people, but also not Wu Chang's people.
On the cliff, Zhao Xiongge sat there with one leg hanging off the cliff, one hand on the ground, the other holding a wine gourd and pouring wine into his mouth.
"Roar!" On the dangerous slope not far away, the Golden Haired Growler suddenly roared to the sky. Its fangs were dense, its claws were frightening, and its tail, which was as strong as a steel whip, was raised.
It seemed to be reminding Zhao Xiongge that someone was coming, or it seemed to have sensed the change in the sky.
In the treacherous change of the dark clouds that covered the sky, a beam of light penetrated through, making the world seem magical, adding a different color to the gloomy world.
The wine gourd in Zhao Xiongge's hand froze, and the newly grown beard on his mouth hung with wine. He looked at the magical beam of light with drunken blurriness, as if he was recalling something, and a smile of immersion in the past appeared in his eyes.
Not far away, a man flew over. It was a man who always had a faint smile on his face. His smile seemed to have weathered the vicissitudes of life. His resolute face, which was as sharp as an axe, also revealed a sense of gentleness. He had a different kind of male charm.
Dressed in silky black clothes, he flew over like a fairy, and his long hair fluttered in the wind. Half of it was black and the other half was white, with the white at the end of the tail.
This person was the Left Envoy of the Demon Cult, Nantian Wufang.
After landing, she waved her big sleeves, and the wide sleeves and long robe fluttered behind. She also sat cross-legged beside Zhao Xiongge, looked at the obsessed Zhao Xiongge, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Zhao Xiongge replied dreamily, "So beautiful!"
"Maybe." Nantian Wufang also stared at the beam of light for a while, and then said Slowly, "You went to the Cottage Villa and alarmed that person, and he has already asked about this matter."
Zhao Xiongge said, "He didn't force you to deal with me?"
"If he can't find the Demonic Book, he won't kill you easily. That thing is useful to him, and he won't give it up easily." Nantian Wufang replied casually, and then asked, "You are the last person to come into contact with the Saintess, have you really not seen the Demonic Book?"
Zhao Xiongge said, "How many times have I told you, I really haven't seen it."
Nantian Wufang said, "At least you are the most likely person to know the whereabouts of the Demonic Book."
"I don't know," Zhao Xiongge replied, and raised his head to drink.
Nantian Wufang said, "Be careful in the future, or you will cause trouble for yourself. He can't kill you, but he can imprison you."
Zhao Xiongge said, "I can't just watch the Shangqing Sect die, can I?"
Nantian Wufang said, "Not necessarily to help him, I guess the Misty Pavilion has already targeted him."
Zhao Xiongge laughed, "Are you worried about him, or about someone else?"
"You think too much." Nantian Wufang said faintly, and snatched the wine gourd from his hand. She didn't mind that it was dirty, and raised her head to drink.
After drinking to her heart's content, the wine gourd was thrown back, and then she said, "The situation is too big this time, I'm afraid you can't help him even if you want to. He is really in trouble this time."
Zhao Xiongge held the wine gourd in his arms, and shook his head, "Not necessarily, Dongguo Haoran has accepted a good disciple."
…
"Girl, do I look good?"
Shang Shuqing was about to go find Niu Youdao, and he bumped into Guan Fangyi, who was also coming this way. Guan Fangyi shook the golden buyao on her head and asked.
Shang Shuqing stared at it for a while, and didn't find anything special about it. It was just a golden hairpin, without any embellishments, and was made of pure gold.
It looked like an accessory of a rich landlord's wife. Shang Shuqing didn't know when she had fallen in love with such vulgar things, but he still nodded and said with a smile, "Anything looks good on Big Sister's head."
"You don't mean what you say." Guan Fangyi chuckled and pointed to the sky, "It's a little vulgar, but it's a blessing from the heavens. That guy actually knew to give me something like this. I'm quite happy."
Shang Shuqing was surprised, "Daoye gave it to you?"
Guan Fangyi said, "Yeah, you can't believe it, can you?"
Shang Shuqing couldn't help but take a few more glances at the hairpin, and he was a little envious.
At this moment, Niu Youdao came out of the courtyard with a leather bag. When he saw the two of them, he asked, "Are you talking bad about me behind my back again?"
"Guilty conscience!" Guan Fangyi snorted, twisted her waist, fanned herself, and walked away with the shiny golden buyao on her head.
The two of them watched her leave, and Shang Shuqing came over. Niu Youdao looked at Guan Fangyi's back and sighed, "This woman only knows how to wander around all day. She doesn't know how to cultivate, and her brain isn't that good either. I really wonder how she managed to survive until now after being so ostentatious in Qi Capital for so many years." He shook his head as he spoke.
Shang Shuqing pursed his lips and smiled, "Big Sister is a lucky person."
Actually, she was quite envious of Guan Fangyi. She realized that Guan Fangyi and Niu Youdao got along quite well. The way they talked and behaved gave people the illusion that they were of the same age. She had also interacted with Black Peony before, but she didn't get this feeling from Black Peony or Niu Youdao.
After saying that, she wanted to say something but stopped.
Niu Youdao looked at her and asked, "What's the matter?"
Shang Shuqing tried to remind her, "I heard that the reinforcements led by Haozhou Provincial Governor Su Qitong have been defeated by the rebel army. This is the third wave of reinforcements that have been defeated." He then observed her expression.
Shang Chaozong was really anxious. He couldn't do it on his own, so he secretly contacted his sister and asked her to think of a way to persuade him.
Niu Youdao knew what to do the moment he heard this. He left after saying a few words. "Wait, you have to be patient!"
Shang Shuqing watched him leave and lowered his head in disappointment, not daring to say anything else.
She felt more and more pressured in front of Niu Youdao. Even if Niu Youdao just sat there quietly with his eyes closed and let her comb his hair, she still felt an inexplicable sense of pressure …
After leaving the villa, Niu Youdao went straight to the guest house and saw Yun Ji, whose face was covered with a veil and refused to show her face.
After the two sat down in the living room, Niu Youdao placed the bag on the table. "This is the Primary Spirit Pill for your cultivation. It should be enough for you for a while."
Yun Ji nodded and thanked him. "How's the investigation on that person?"
Niu Youdao said, "Prepare for the worst."
Yun Ji was shocked. "Could it be …"
Niu Youdao waved his hand and interrupted her. Some things could only be understood and not explained. "The people led by Brother Yun Huan are still on the way. They will probably arrive in a few days. As for Mother Harpy, she has already led the ghost cultivators of Pitting Yin Mountain over. In short, I will complete the show. You must also pretend that nothing has happened and stay here to cultivate in peace. I have already ordered people to prepare a cave for you. It won't affect your cultivation. "
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