I really became a king.

Chapter 424 Seeing Old Friends Again
But Jiang Yi met Dong Chengyang at the foot of Kongtong Mountain. Before he could say anything, Dong Chengyang came forward and whispered something mysteriously.

Jiang Yi was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't show any expression on his face. He just nodded slightly, and then followed Dong Chengyang towards the mountain gate of the original sect mansion.

After a dispute over the orthodoxy, the originally magnificent mountain gate became dilapidated, and the ancient rockery and trees that were moved there by various magical means were all damaged to varying degrees.

At this time, except for a few people from Wen Zong's Mansion who were cleaning up the battlefield, the rest had already defected to Wen Zong's Mansion.

"How many casualties were there in this battle?" Jiang Yi asked.

"Basically, the 1:1 casualty ratio is within expectations."

Dong Chengyang spoke lightly, but Jiang Yi felt a little heavy-hearted.

This trip to Western Xinjiang was the first time that a secluded sect officially entered the secular world in an open and aboveboard manner. The personnel included almost all the secluded sects, including the seven sects, eight schools and two holy places, and they all sent many powerful people.

The total number of all the cultivators added together is probably no less than two thousand. The one-to-one casualty ratio also means that Wen Zong Mansion lost at least two thousand people in this battle.

Different from the secular sects with a long heritage, Wen Zong Da Dao had just awakened and had limited foundation. More than two thousand people died in the battle at once. Jiang Yi was worried that there would be bad effects.

Unexpectedly, Dong Chengyang had a different mentality and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. Although my Wen Zong Dao has just awakened, I have accumulated countless generations before. My foundation is not necessarily weaker than that of the secular sects. What I lack is only blood and character. After this bloody baptism, the character of Wen Zong Mansion has been established."

Jiang Yi nodded and said nothing more. At the same time, Dong Chengyang stopped and a figure appeared not far in front of Jiang Yi.

"Sister Shangguan, long time no see."

After seeing the figure's face clearly, Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, then he spoke with joy.

Yes, that figure was none other than Shangguan Bing, the female official who served the Queen Ye Xinmei of Dali back then. At this moment, she was wearing a red and blue long skirt. Although she had just experienced a great battle, she was not stained with any blood or dust.

Shangguan Bing looked at the grown-up Jiang Yi with a dazed look in her eyes, but a trace of unspeakable bitterness welled up in her heart. When she left a few years ago, the man in front of her had begun to rise, but he was still in a precarious state.

In just a few years, he has grown into a towering tree, with many powerful men under his command and an army of hundreds of thousands, becoming the well-deserved king of the vassal state.

As for their meeting again, she had imagined countless versions, but she never expected it to be like today.

More than two thousand hermit monks, no matter how high their cultivation levels were, were all killed on the spot by Wen Zong Mansion, leaving only her.

Shangguan Bing at this moment still had the same bright eyes and white teeth as she had a few years ago. Perhaps because she had traveled extensively in recent years, she had a kind of pure and unworldly beauty that made people feel naturally close to her.

Especially the two dimples at the corners of the mouth, which make people feel like being bathed in spring breeze.

"I knew they were coming to rob your Western Xinjiang, but I didn't expect them to be so hasty. I originally just wanted to follow them and see for myself." Shangguan Bing felt that he should say something.

Of course, she was also very grateful that she was restrained by Dong Chengyang at the beginning of the battle, and her hands were not stained with blood and hatred, otherwise it would be impossible for her to face him so calmly.

"What are you here for, Sister Shangguan? Are you here to see me?"

Hearing Jiang Yi's words, Dong Chengyang suddenly felt that he was a little redundant. After a few dry coughs, he walked away. Shangguan Bing's face turned red, but Jiang Yi's words made her feel very kind, as if she remembered the young prince who smiled and called her sister when they met a few years ago.

After staring at Jiang Yi for a while, Shangguan Bing spoke with a little sadness, "I'm leaving...take care of yourself." "Where are you going, Sister Shangguan?" Jiang Yi asked, but he already had the answer in his heart.

Shangguan Bing smiled sadly and said, "Of course I'll go back to Yuehua Sect. That's my home." This was a double entendre.

Jiang Yixiang tried to persuade him to do something, but in the end he said nothing.

In this battle for the orthodoxy, the other party is the only survivor from the secluded sect. If he continues to stay in the Western Frontier openly, it will bring a catastrophe to the Yuehua Sect.

But after the other party returns to Yuehua Sect, life will probably not be easy. Jiang Yi wanted to ask him to stay, but Shangguan Bing spoke first: "Don't say anything, just watch and send me off."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the mountain gate. Jiang Yi didn't say anything in the end. He just silently watched Shangguan Bing's lonely figure walking away.

"Your Highness, do you want to make some arrangements?" Dong Chengyang walked over and asked in a low voice.

Dong Chengyang felt a little grateful to Shangguan Bing from the bottom of his heart. At that time, Emperor Wenzong was weak and lowly like a slave. Even as a scholar in the Dali Study, he lived without dignity.

Shangguan Bing, who was a favorite of the empress, had been secretly taking care of Wenzong's lineage. Take the academies throughout the country for example, they were able to pay salaries and relief on time, and this was all due to Shangguan Bing's contribution.

Therefore, Dong Chengyang didn't want to see the other party being questioned by all sides of the secluded sect after returning to Yuehua Sect.

"Okay, I'll trouble you with this matter, sir." Jiang Yi nodded.

Dong Chengyang understood, and then thought of something else, and said: "Some cultivators from Miaosheng Sect also came this time, but they were all killed on the spot..."

Because of Prince Yi's Consort Mo Li, the subordinates of Prince Yi's Mansion were always cautious when facing the Miaosheng Sect.

"It doesn't matter. Although Miaoshengmen has always stayed out of the secular world, it is one of the two holy places after all. It is inevitable that some evil spirits will jump out and we can just kill them directly."

Just a few days ago, he received a secret letter from his grandfather-in-law Mo Qiuxian. Although the letter did not say it explicitly, the implication between the lines was that Jiang Yi did not need to worry about the identities of these people. With him in charge of Miaoshengmen, Mo Li would not suffer any grievances.

So it was fine to kill these people who were unwilling to be lonely. It would be a good opportunity to clean up the mess for Grandfather Yue.

After hearing Jiang Yi's words, Dong Chengyang finally felt relieved.

When Jiang Yi returned to the army again, others were fine, but Jiang Zhongchi looked at him with resentment. Once upon a time, Shangguan Bing was his dream lover, but now, it seemed that she had fallen into the clutches of his sixth brother again.

He just couldn't understand why his sixth brother was so popular with women, even though they were all brothers.

As for the third brother Jiang Zhongshu and the fifth brother Jiang Zhongren, they both secretly gave Jiang Yi a thumbs up as if to please him.

Just now, Shangguan Bing rode down the hill alone, and he didn't seem to expect that there were hundreds of thousands of troops gathered outside the mountain gate. He was a little dazed and at a loss, but the hundreds of thousands of troops automatically made way for him.

Just like this, Shangguan Bing walked through the army of hundreds of thousands with her neck slightly lowered. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she looked a little shy, but also had a hint of joy from the bottom of her heart.

"Alas, this is the highest realm of 'flower folding'..." Jiang Zhongshu sighed secretly, it's a pity that not everyone can learn this move.

(End of this chapter)