Chapter 1961: A Country in Chaos
t a soft sigh of relief."Follow me..."Yu Kong transmitted his voice over, but instead of leaping directly across the chasm to mine spiritual herbs, he guided everyone to hide in a secret location on t..."Waaaaah..."
Little Five lowered his head to look at the white fox in his arms.
She released her aura, and the white fox clearly recognized her.
It was during the time she spent at the old site of Lei Xiao Sect that she raised a young fox.
For fifteen years, Qin Sang had been in seclusion, contemplating the Leidian Altar. Zhuque and Luohou were a little afraid of her. In their daily lives, only the small beasts brought into the mountain by the spirit formation accompanied her.
Among them, the one who accompanied her the longest and was the most human-like was the little fox.
Before their parting, Qin Sang had asked her if she wanted to bring the little fox with her, but Xiao Wu had refused at the time. Unexpectedly, they would meet again under these circumstances.
A man and a fox look at each other.
The little fox's eyes were filled with surprise, and it seemed more spirited than before.
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Little Five reached out and gently stroked the fox cub's head.
Chirp!
The little fox let out a bark, narrowed its eyes, and as always, looked quite pleased and content.
The mountain wind whistled through the trees.
A gentle breeze and warm sunlight bathed me in its embrace, the rustling leaves a soft whisper in my ear.
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It's like being transported back in time.
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Little Five's expression gradually softened. He looked around and, with a slight nod of understanding, realized he had flown out of Yan State without realizing it. Beneath him lay a strange land.
What should I do next
Xia Wu fell silent for a moment, already having a goal in mind—the capital city of Yan, on the banks of Yu Waist Lake, at Qing Yang Tea House.
As for the questions in her heart, there were no answers for now, but there was no need to be anxious. Perhaps she could find an opportunity in the days to come to unravel all her doubts.
White clouds drift leisurely.
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Little Five rode the clouds, holding a white fox in his arms.
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From time to time, a fox's cry echoed through the cloud, as if recounting its experiences over the years.
When they returned to the Qingyang Tea House, Qin Fu's servants were already waiting there and immediately rushed back to the mansion.
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Not long after, Yu Lang came rushing in.
Upon learning the truth, Yulan's last shred of hope was dashed.
The Master poured his heart and soul into serving the people. Even after death, his spirit might gather its brilliance and enter the realm of the gods.
This is a test.
But on the battlefield, unless a soul is immediately escorted after death, its fragile spirit cannot withstand the surging blood and murderous aura. It will either be scattered instantly or be corrupted into an evil ghost.
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Little Five handed the handwritten note left by Chen Zhenqing to Yulan. The eight short characters took Yulan a long time to read, and finally she carefully put it away. She stood up and said, "Senior Sister, I'm leaving."
"Okay," Xiao Wu got up to see him off. She sealed her and the white fox's cultivation, transforming back into a mortal.
Stepping out of the teahouse, Yu Lang paused, looked towards the direction of the imperial city, and said in a deep voice: "I will make Yan Guo's national power far surpass that of Daliang, and openly defeat them on the battlefield to honor Master!"
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Urgent news arrived in the capital, causing a stir throughout the court and government.
Meanwhile, within the capital city, various factions were also stirring with restless energy.
The timing of Daliang's military mobilization is so coincidental that it begs further thought.
At this very moment, Yu Lang and Prince's faction have already noticed something amiss. A storm is brewing, and some things may soon come to light.
Yu Lang tightened his robe, took a deep breath, and melted into the darkness.
From that day on, the tea guests at Qingyang Tea House discovered a lazy white fox had appeared from somewhere. It sometimes lay on the proprietress's lap, and sometimes on the counter, accompanying her all day long, languid and indifferent to the teasing of the guests, bestowing upon them disdainful glances.
Though the tea guests were weary, they couldn't help but be captivated by the white fox. Its playful spirit was endearing and impossible to resist.
However, the tea drinkers soon had no mind to pay attention to the white fox any longer.
The news of the Dalia invasion and urgent reports from the border reached the capital, causing widespread panic among the people.
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In a short period of time, the state of Yan lost eight prefectures in Luzhou. The main army of Daliang was unstoppable like a bamboo forest breaking through obstacles. The defenders of the Yan state retreated again and again, and nearly the entire Luzhou fell. Nearby states were terrified and frequently sent urgent reports requesting aid. The situation worsened day by day.
Just at this time, the emperor's illness worsened. He neglected his duties and ignored all memorials sent to him, leaving them unanswered.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Yu Lang returned to the teahouse and, as always, poured out to Xiao Wu all the twists and turns of the situation and his plans.
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"Inside the Yan kingdom, both domestic and foreign affairs are troubled. The prince has insufficient prestige, and various princes each harbor ulterior motives. Officials watch and wait, and on the court, numerous ministers argue endlessly, delaying the opportunity for war!"
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Yulang sighed softly, his voice slightly weary.
He was a cultivator, full of energy, yet he felt powerless despite being at the center of the vortex of power.
Outside the country of Daliang, other nations were starting to stir with unrest...
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"Finally decided to deploy the main army, but it's a pity I can't personally lead the troops east!"
"I've found a clue, as expected, someone among the princes is colluding with Daliang, working together inside and out! They are exploiting Yan's internal and external troubles to covet the throne!"
Yulang's voice grew colder.
The Imperial Palace has changed. The forbidden army where Tao Teng belonged was summoned into the imperial city at night, almost missing the chance to send a message.
One ordinary morning.
Suddenly, there were many armored soldiers on Ducheng Street. They hurried back and forth between the streets, the sound of their armor clashing echoing loudly on the street.
Ordinary people could all feel the signs of a storm brewing and they closed their doors and boarded up their windows.
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All the undercurrents, all the hidden turmoil beneath the surface, erupted suddenly on this day!
According to rumors afterwards.
That night, the firelight of the imperial city surged into the sky, burning relentlessly throughout the night.
Throughout the capital, flames flared everywhere, and cries of killing echoed through the sky. Countless mansions were burned down and razed to the ground, with many homes vanishing overnight.
All the city gates were tightly shut, with ballistae ready, aimed at outside the city.
At some point, a large army pressed in from outside the city. The soldiers' armor was of the same type as that worn by the guards on the city walls.
The war is about to break out.
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As fellow citizens of Yan, they were like sworn enemies to each other.
The next day.
At dawn.
The capital city, which had been in chaos all night, returned to peace.
Yu Lang arrived at the Qingyang Tea House covered in blood.
Outside the teahouse, he removed his armor and jumped into Jade Waist Lake to wash away the bloodstains. He changed into civilian clothes and once again became a graceful young master.
Little Five hugged the fox and walked down from the second floor.
“Did you succeed”
"Success!"
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Yu Lang affirmed with certainty, his expression devoid of excitement but rather a sense of relief.
He traveled the world for a year, studied for three years, passed the imperial examinations to become a high official, and served for eleven years. He never relaxed for a moment, carefully planning every step, until he finally reached this day!
He had almost become accustomed to the mundane life, and only when he met his senior sister would he recall past events, reminding himself of his true identity and origins.
“It’s a pity, the Third Prince escaped. We underestimated him; he was the mastermind behind colluding with Daliang all along. The Second Prince was used without realizing it, what a pitiful situation!”
Yu Lang took a sip of tea and shook his head with a sigh.
“The late emperor was wise and had made arrangements beforehand, so the current emperor's ascension to the throne was smoother than expected. Precisely because of this, when the third prince saw that things were not going his way, he decisively retreated. Many of his forces are still lurking beneath the surface and will certainly not give up.”
“However, Your Majesty’s ascension to the throne is legitimate and rightful. The people of the land are united behind him. Even if the Third Prince spreads rumors and incites chaos, he won't stir up too much trouble. What we fear is that he will continue to collude with the Da Liang nation and plot against us, ultimately harming the common people.”
Next, the State of Yan faced both internal and external troubles. My advisor, Tao Teng, and I deliberated and decided that one of us should remain in the capital while the other went out to quell the rebellion.
"That's not right!"
In the imperial study, the new emperor resolutely vetoed it.
"I know you, my dear general, are both well-versed in civil and military affairs, and your martial arts skills are not inferior to others. But on the battlefield, swords and guns have no eyes. You should stay high in the palace and strategize! Lead troops to quell rebellions and expel foreign enemies. There are people like General Yuan Guo who can handle this."
As expected, soon after the third prince fled the city, he raised his flag in Yingshou, to the north of Luzhou, which also borders the Great Liang Kingdom. He declared himself emperor, claiming that the false emperor was ambitious and cruel, imprisoned the former emperor, forged imperial edicts, and seized the throne unjustly.
Apart from the Third Prince, several other escaped princes responded in various states. For a time, they managed to create quite a stir, causing widespread unrest among the people of Yan.
It was a coincidence that at this time, the Daliang nation attacked Yingzhou, but suddenly stopped their offensive and remained still. It didn't seem like an enemy, rather, it seemed like they were making a show of force for the Third Prince.
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After the court meeting, Tao Teng and Yu Lang were summoned again by the Emperor to his study to discuss the rebellion.
Tao Teng stepped forward and said: "Getting off the horse is for being a prime minister, getting on the horse is for being a general, this is what makes a good official! The Champion Scholar is a celestial being descended from the star of literature. Among scholars, his prestige is unmatched. When people see the Champion Scholar appear on the battlefield, they will know who is legitimate and who is a demonic force that brings chaos to the country. As the saying goes, those who are righteous have many helpers, while those who stray from righteousness have few. They will surely easily sweep away the rebel army."
“Your servant wishes to alleviate the Emperor’s worries and do his utmost,” Yu Lang also said.
The Emperor paced a few steps and let out a soft sigh, “My esteemed Qin Aiqing, be sure to exercise caution! The two Aiqings are the pillars of our country, the wings of this Emperor. To lose even one is a loss for Yan Country, a loss for me!”
Saying that, the Emperor picked up a scroll of brocade on the desk and said, "Master Chen sacrificed his life for the country. I have always kept it in mind and decided to draft an imperial decree to posthumously bestow upon him the title of Loyal and Righteous Marquis, hereditary and unchanging. What do you two esteemed ministers think"
The two were overjoyed and exclaimed, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Among the handsome accounts.
Yulan, clad in armor, sat majestically as he reviewed a stack of confidential reports and letters.
Under my command, there are many strong and capable men.
One of them angrily said, "The surrender letter has been thrown into the city and was burned by the rebel commander on the spot, and he even dared to openly humiliate us! This person is stubbornly resisting, not knowing life or death. When shall we attack the city Please, General, show us!"
Yu Lang listened to his subordinates' report, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
He did not go directly to Yingzhou. The Emperor ordered him to quell a rebellion elsewhere.
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Elsewhere, there is no comparison to Yingzhou. With Daliang Kingdom as a strong ally, there are only conscripted soldiers and hastily gathered young men, their armor incomplete.
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He led the elite troops, and wherever they went, the enemy was swept away like fallen leaves. The enemy general surrendered upon seeing their arrival.
The fact is very different from the imagination.
He personally led a large army to attack the Yu Yang Mansion ahead, and two other deputy generals each led one army. The three armies advanced simultaneously, but they all encountered stubborn resistance.
To rebel and raise an army is a grave sin for the barbarian tribes!
Now that the city has surrendered, we can let bygones be bygones. Unfortunately, the defenders of the three cities are all fearless and determined to die fighting.
The prince they were following was utterly incapable of withstanding the Imperial Army's onslaught. Unless the Third Prince led his army to reinforce them from Yingshou, defeat was inevitable.
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Suddenly, Yu Lang's heart skipped a beat.
Had he been an ordinary man, he might not have given it much thought. But he was a cultivator who had descended from the mountains to experience the mortal world. Faced with such an obviously illogical event, he couldn't help but ponder it deeply.
What power compels the rebels to face death without fear
This reminded me of Tao Teng and myself.
If the city god of Yan Guo could allow them into the mortal world, would he also let other cultivators in, disguising themselves as mortals just like them At that moment, Yu Lang felt that the city god was too casual.
There is a jade pendant given by the City God. Unless they want to expose themselves, even Stone Brother can't tell if they are cultivators or ordinary people.
When vying for the throne, Yulang did not notice any obvious cultivators among the soldiers.
It is thought that within the imperial city, under the jurisdiction of the City God, no one would dare to be presumptuous.
Leaving the capital city, worldly means no longer worked. Finally, someone couldn't contain themselves any longer, afraid that the world wouldn't be in chaos
Yu Lang frowned, it's a pity that his senior sister has sealed her cultivation, and Shi Ge claimed to have encountered a bottleneck and had to go into seclusion for a period of time.
Otherwise, among the rebels, if someone leaked the identity of the cultivators, it would be immediately clear.
“My Lord General, a secret report from Yingzhou states that the Pseudo-Emperor’s forces have suddenly weakened and chosen to fortify in the city. Even the Liang Army stationed within our Yan State borders has become indecisive. The Liang Kingdom not only hasn't reinforced its troops but seems to be secretly withdrawing soldiers back home, as if some kind of incident has occurred within their country…”
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Another secret letter arrived.
Yu Lang gazed at the letter on the table.
This was expected.
The king of Daliang was several years older than the former emperor of Yan. He must be nearing the time to ascend to heaven, and a struggle for the throne would inevitably unfold.
The emperor was thinking that one should treat others as they treat oneself.
Yulang was still marveling that the ruler of Daliang was cunning and far-sighted. He had struck first, sending a large army to disrupt Yan, allowing Daliang to focus on internal affairs and prevent Yan from taking advantage of the situation.
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A sudden thought struck Yu Lang, causing him to think more and more until he almost broke out in a cold sweat.
Is this power struggle between two nations really as simple as it appears
How many cultivators are secretly involved, and what are their purposes Are they like myself and Tao Teng, pursuing ambition, playing in the mortal world, or harboring other ulterior motives
What is the purpose of the ghosts in the state of Yan
And then there's Tao Teng's master, who he has never had the chance to visit. What is he like
Yulang inexplicably felt a bit restless. He rose from his seat and paced back and forth in the tent.
As if an invisible giant hand were holding him, Tao Teng, the emperor, the princes, the officials, and all the people of Yan—the entire nation was gripped within its grasp!
Yulang subconsciously opened his mouth.
There was always a cloud overhead, like the canopy of a military tent, pressing down and getting lower and lower, making him feel suffocated.
This mass of dark clouds, it is the world of cultivators!
The world is in turmoil.
The cultivation world is not peaceful either.
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In the southwest of Yan State, mountains were treacherous and valleys deep.
Deep within the old forest, mist swirled around, like white clouds shrouding the mountain peaks. It was boundless, lasting until noon each day before dispersing and gathering again in the afternoon.
Among the mists, several figures flew leisurely.
Under their feet lay a bamboo-leaf shaped artifact, emitting a faint blue glow that enveloped them. When flying, not the slightest tremor was revealed.
Although they had magic treasures to protect them, they flew at a very low altitude, almost skimming the mountains and forests.
Standing at the very front of the magical treasures, wielding them with masterful control, was none other than Yin Heqian, the head of the Yin Family.
Behind him were also masters of the Yin family. Yin Qiao'er was not skilled enough and did not come this time, but her aunt Nianhui was among them.
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