Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 627 Well done, Zhang Qingyang! He does have a bit of a heroic air about him.

As they watched the cinnabar soak into the silk, Li Yuantai and the others around him exchanged glances, smiles appearing in their eyes.

"Your Majesty, since that's the case, why not launch a large-scale attack to wipe out the remnants of the Blood River Demon Sect?"

The Privy Councilor's voice rang out again.

Suppress the remnants of the Blood River Demon Sect!
Yuwen Tuo looked up at the civil and military officials who were bowing in the main hall.

He understood that the Great Wei court, as well as the powerful figures in the martial arts world, had long harbored resentment towards his heavy reliance on the Tengzhou Demonic Sect and demonic cultivators.

This time, it was merely a matter of using Zhang Qingyang to take advantage of the situation and wipe out the demonic forces in the country.

even--

Yuwen Tuo narrowed his eyes.

Even Zhang Qingyang's ability to conceal his tracks outside the capital of Eastern Wei was due to the assistance of many powerful figures from Eastern Wei.

Furthermore, when Lu Wenzhao and Blood River Ancestor joined forces to intercept and kill Zhang Qingyang, they both confidently declared that Zhang Qingyang would surely die.

But now, it is the Blood River Ancestor who is dead.

Yuwen Tuo would never believe that Lu Wenzhao had not colluded with Zhang Qingyang.

Only then did he realize something: with the fall of the Blood River Ancestor, and the deaths of royal family powerhouses such as Yuwen Jue and Yuwen Zhuo, he had very few top-tier experts left to use!
Even the Eastern Wei royal family has seen its strength greatly diminished.

For a time, he, as the emperor of the Great Wei, was powerless to contend with the civil and military officials of the court, the major sects of the martial arts world, and those powerful figures from beyond the realm!
Yuwen Tuo clenched his fist and took a deep breath: "Accurate."

"Your Majesty is wise."

The voices of civil and military officials rang out in the main hall.

To Yuwen Tuo, the sound was extremely grating.

He waved his hand, and after all the ministers left and the hall was empty, he turned his head and looked at the golden dragon pillar to the side.

"Yu Yangzi".

As he finished speaking, the figure of Yu Yangzi, a Grandmaster-level elder of the Qingyu Danzong sect, dressed in a gray robe, appeared.

"Last time you said that the Heavenly Pill Sect, a major sect of alchemy in Yangtian Continent, intended to form an alliance with me. Is that true?"

Yuwen Tuo stared at Yu Yangzi and spoke in a deep voice.

Yu Yangzi smiled and nodded, saying, "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Pill Sect is one of the ten major sects of Yangtian Continent, and its alchemy lineage is second only to the Cloud Heaven Dao Sect."

"As long as His Majesty nods, the Heavenly Pill Sect will send powerful experts with various top-quality pills to Great Wei to help His Majesty fight against Qin."

Yuwen Tuo clenched his fists, his breathing heavy, and after a moment said, "Tell me, what do they want?"

As the emperor of the Great Wei, Yuwen Tuo was not stupid.

The Heavenly Pill Sect's assistance to him must have some ulterior motive.

Moreover, it was a scheme that even he found difficult to decide.

These words made Yu Yangzi chuckle: "Yongtian Continent is rich in resources, and the treasures in Your Majesty's possession are what they covet."

"Furthermore," Yu Yangzi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, "the Tian Dan Sect is developing several kinds of pills and wants to test them in Eastern Wei."

Testing the elixir?

This pill is probably not a good one.

Otherwise, there are plenty of people in Yangtianzhou who are capable of testing pills.

His gaze fell, and after a long while, Yuwen Tuo gritted his teeth, his voice sounding as if it came from the depths of hell.

"I want Zhang Qingyang dead."

A smile appeared on Yu Yangzi's face.

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The Great Qin Imperial City.

Qin Tianjian.

Inside the main hall, both Duke Cheng, Lu Jun, and Marquis Changning, Su Jing, could not hide their surprise. Zhang Yuan was in Eastern Wei.

When the message arrived, they confirmed it three times before they believed it was true.

At this moment, Emperor Yuankang specially ordered the Daoist Yunmiao of the Imperial Observatory to preside over the ceremony, so that the starlight could be shone outside the capital of the Eastern Wei Dynasty.

The scene displayed on the nebula-like light screen was a wooden carriage moving forward, with 100,000 people following behind.

"Your Majesty," Duke Qin Chengye of Chen stepped forward, his armor clanging, his tiger-like eyes burning fiercely, "he single-handedly shattered the Blood River Demon Sect's thousand-year-old scheme, saving far more than ten thousand civilians! Such methods—"

The veteran general's Adam's apple bobbed, and he was surprisingly speechless. Finally, he slammed his palm heavily on the dragon pillar: "That was satisfying!"

happy.

Military generals must have unwavering faith to win battles on the battlefield.

The belief in the heart of the Qin general Zhan Hou was to protect Qin and its people.

This time, Marquis Zhang Yuan of Qingyang not only traveled thousands of miles to save 100,000 people, but also acted like a chivalrous person, seeking revenge and slaying the Blood River Ancestor, thus thwarting the countless years of planning by the demonic forces of the outer realms.

How could such methods not be satisfying?

Duke Lu Jun of Cheng stroked his beard, his hand hovering in mid-air, his usually calm face showing a hint of unease: "It's not just about saving people, it's about destroying their hearts."

He pointed his finger at the long line of people stretching for ten miles on the light screen: "He is leading the people's hearts and the great momentum across the border. The Eastern Wei army dares not stop him, and Heaven cannot punish him. This boy has already mastered the essence of 'momentum'."

Both he and Su Jing watched Zhang Yuan grow up.

As Zhang Yuan was a close associate of Su Jing and a member of the Zhen Tian Division, the stronger Zhang Yuan became, the more benefits he and Su Jing would receive.

Standing behind Emperor Yuankang, Yu Kuizhen suddenly sneered: "Yuwen Tuo's edict of self-reproach is brilliant. There are indeed many capable people in the Zhentian Division, and Marquis Qingyang's methods of employing people are extraordinary."

As a palace attendant, Yu Kuizhen rarely spoke in front of Emperor Yuankang or in front of outsiders.

But this time it's different.

He knew that Emperor Yuankang liked to hear this.

The fact that the emperor of Eastern Wei was mocked and lost face highlights the majesty of the emperor of Great Qin.

As expected, Yu Kuizhen's words brought a slight smile to Emperor Yuankang's otherwise calm face.

Emperor Yuankang stood with his hands behind his back in front of the star screen, his knuckles lightly tapping the jade belt at his waist. His originally tense shoulders and back gradually relaxed as the green wooden carriage moved within the light screen.

The starlight in the hall cast a play of light and shadow on his profile, and a sigh, a hint of amusement, suddenly appeared on his lips: "Well done, Zhang Qingyang. He does have a bit of a heroic air about him."

Heroic spirit.

As the War Marquis of Qin, in charge of the military affairs of the eastern border and guarding Donghan County, Marquis Zhang Yuan of Qingyang traveled thousands of miles alone, deep into the heart of Eastern Wei, to rescue 100,000 people of Eastern Wei.

Such behavior exudes the air of a rough and unruly江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and outlaw

They valued loyalty and friendship more than life and death.

Emperor Yuankang's comment directly characterized Zhang Yuan's actions.

Otherwise, in a few days, the memorials from the Censorate would probably be delivered to the long desk in the Qianyang Palace.

Dereliction of duty and reckless behavior are reasons that don't need to be fabricated.

A hoarse laugh came from the shadows in the corner of the hall. The old man in black robes clenched his withered hand and said calmly, "Although the Blood River Ancestor was not killed by this kid, this kid's combat power has definitely reached the Grandmaster level by breaking through the void with a single strike."

The message sent back to the Imperial Observatory was quite detailed, explaining how Zhang Yuan broke the altar with two strikes and sealed the sky with one.

The story also recounts the plot of taking the Blood River Ancestor's clone, which was suppressed under the Twenty-Eight Constellation Pillars of the Heavenly Guardian, to Eastern Wei to devour him.

The other marquises in the main hall exchanged glances, their smiles undiminished.

Compared to Qingyang Hou's combat prowess, they felt that Zhang Yuan's courage and strategic thinking were truly impressive.

Emperor Yuankang flicked his sleeve, shattering the scene on the light screen. The light and shadow shifted, returning to the location of Falling Eagle Gorge, where twenty-two pillars of light representing Grandmasters flickered under Wu Daoling's sword pressure.

One man fought against twenty-two grandmasters.

The title of number one on the Heavenly Ranking, Nine Yang Sword Immortal, is truly well-deserved.

(End of this chapter)