The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 266 Offense and Defense Shift, Slay!
The Jialing River is located in Sichuan, a vast body of water. From its source to its confluence, in every village and town along the way, people worship the river god in their homes and in small temples in the mountains.

In that instant, all the statues shattered.

Kaiming stared at Zhou Yan, and saw that Chi You and Ji Xuanyuan, who were originally having a friendly and cordial exchange among the three ancestors of the ancient human race through divine will every moment, were staring at the young Taoist with eyes that looked like two lanterns.

Subtle ripples spread out.

'Great, really great!'

"Yes, they're ruthless in their fighting and killing, not bad, not bad."

'Truly worthy of being descendants of the Yellow Emperor!'

'Truly worthy of being called the people of my Nine Provinces!'

"…Little insect Chi You, look at this kid, look at his eyes, look at his hair, it's obvious he's from the Yanhuang lineage!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

'He is a citizen of my Nine Provinces!'

"Huh?! Are you blind, you little bug?"

"Is it your shiny gold armor that's making you dizzy? Are you a wheel mechanic?!"

In short, I'm going to personally teach this kid!

"You're talking nonsense!"

"I was here first!"

'You're talking nonsense! Who's going to queue with you? It's first come, first served! You little bug, that's why you lost!'

'What?! Ji Xuanyuan, you *****'

'Chi You, would you like to try out my Xuanyuan Sword?!'

Come on!!!

His enlightened supernatural powers allowed him to see that Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You's divine will was communicating with each other through a special fluctuation. The previous contact between these two—that is, when Ji Xuanyuan's jade talisman was revived and his face was blasted by Chi You's battle intent—was for the purpose of communicating with each other.

The purpose of the contact is different from that of an enlightened person.

It was just two old geezers meeting and starting to argue.

If they weren't just remnants of their battle spirits, they probably would have already been fighting each other, one wielding the Heaven-Opening Axe and the other the Xuanyuan Sword. But then again, it's understandable...

Kaiming looked at the young Taoist priest.

There were also some civilians he had saved around him. He killed and saved as he went, and he saved more than a hundred virgins. In total, there were three to five hundred people, some of whom were sacrifices, and others were innocent people who were dragged into the water.

These people watched as the young Taoist priest washed his weapons with river water.

When Zhou Yan was fighting, his clothes did not change and returned to the previous dark blue Taoist robe. The handsome young Taoist, slaying demons and monsters, and washing his soldiers in the river, was a scene that was enough to move people.

Kaiming glanced at them and saw a strange look in his eyes when he saw the women who had been abducted.

Her face was flushed, and there was a ripple in her eyes.

Those who are handsome will repay the debt with their bodies, while those who are ugly will repay the debt in the next life.

Without a doubt, Zhou Yan possessed the spirit and energy of later generations, as well as the composure gained from countless battles. He was the kind of person who would be offered his body in marriage. In ancient times, he would likely have been knocked unconscious by a female mountain or water goddess and dragged back to mate with her.

Gee tut.

This kid...

First of all, Kaiming stated that he sided with that Miss Li.

Although he hadn't met Miss Li yet, from his conversation with Zhou Yan, he knew she was a petite but adorable girl with a lot of courage, somewhat like the "big sister" type. Kaiming expressed his support for her.

Ah, back then, he was a fierce tiger with nine human faces, while Lu Wu had nine tiger heads, which actually represented the flow of Yin and Yang, the limit of nine. In the end, he was beaten into submission by the big sister with messy hair and flowers on her head.

However, since this young man is so popular with women, should I help him resolve the conflict between Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You, thus saving him from misfortune?
Kaiming seemed to be deep in thought.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the pupils in his peach blossom eyes seemed to enlarge.

Large, round pupils locked onto Zhou Yan.

With ill intentions.

Thus, during the ancient exchange between Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You, a new voice suddenly broke in: "I say, you all say he's from your side, so what? Anyway, the people of the Nine Provinces, the bloodline of Yan and Huang, have long been integrated."

"You two have been fighting for your whole lives, and it's hard to say who will win or lose."

"How about this: you two teach this kid weapon skills, martial arts, and combat techniques, then let him use those moves to fight another person and see who can beat him with what they taught him?"

"Doesn't this prove that your methods are superior and your moves are powerful?"

Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You remained silent for a moment.

They were all thinking.

They were not mere warriors; they were ancient leaders.

Kaiming wanted to use the power of these two ancient heroes to help Zhou Yan, the one destined for this calamity, face the current situation and avoid dying. Of course, he also wanted to have a little fun. Yes, the fun was just a side effect.

As Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You began to ponder, Kaiming revealed a slight smile.

"Oh ho."

"Are you afraid?"

Ji Xuanyuan sneered: "Afraid of him?"

Chi You sneered, "Who would run away crying for help?"

"Huh?! You mean you?"

"You fart!"

Kaiming rubbed his temples and sighed inwardly. Ji Xuanyuan and Chiyou were not only at odds, but their lineages were also passed down to the world. The previous generation of inheritors, one named Liu Bang and the other Xiang Yu, were also at odds.

However, the methods, inheritances, and techniques of these two individuals are different.

If one obtains one of these, one can become a great ancestor or a hegemon.

If the two of them could work together to teach one person, how intense would that be?
In the end, both ancient heroes agreed to Kaiming's 'suggestion'. Kaiming's lips curled into a pleasant smile, and the young Taoist turned his eyes to look at Kaiming. The scholar in the blue robe smiled very gently and sincerely. Zhou Yan broke out in a cold sweat, goosebumps rising on his skin.

However, at this moment, Zhou Yan felt the same way he did when he was the young Zhuge Liang who was kicked into the Qimen Dunjia Eight Trigrams Formation. He felt an urge to clench his fist and punch that gentle and sincere smiling face.

This guy's smile is so irritating.

As expected, just as Kaiming had guessed, some people came to Zhou Yan, saying that they had nowhere else to go and hoped to accompany him. They were willing to offer themselves as maids or even give themselves to him. Others said that they had some wealth and were willing to give it to him.

The young Taoist simply reached out and took a copper coin from the wealthy merchant's hand.

"The formalities have been prepared, please proceed at your leisure."

The wealthy merchant stammered, "This, this little bit of stuff..."

Zhou Yan said, "No need for formalities." But then someone said that this place was too far away and there were no boats, and hoped to accompany the Taoist priest all the way. The young Taoist priest walked slowly to the water's edge and touched the water with his three-pointed double-edged sword.

Then ripples spread out, and an incredible scene appeared: the waves surged and parted, transforming into a boat made entirely of flowing water. The young Taoist said, "Everyone, please board the boat and tell us where you are. The water vein will then take you back to where you came from."

The water surged, a divine intervention. Even those unwilling to leave dared not disobey the young Taoist before them at this moment, so they all stepped onto the waves. Sure enough, they did not sink. The surging water accompanied them for miles.

Furthermore, he donated a considerable amount of wealth from the Jialing River Water Palace as compensation.

They turned around and saw the young Taoist priest holding a weapon, handsome and elegant, walking on the waves. They were worried, still afraid that the boat formed by the waves would collapse and break in the middle, throwing them into the water.

But these worries remained just that—worries. They were taken home; some were already gone, filled with grief, while others were reunited with their families, weeping bitterly, tears streaming down their faces. When they recounted how they had returned, they all said the same thing—

The waterways of Sichuan are turbulent. At the mouth of the river, there is a handsome young immortal in a Taoist robe, holding a three-pointed double-edged sword. He is a Taoist martial god who slays demons and saves the common people.

No one believed it, but they still crowded around them to worship the river god. They found that the statues of the gods in the Jialing River were all broken and covered in dust. The priests in the temples refused to believe it.

So they tried all the images of the river gods and water gods that had been circulating near the Jialing River for hundreds of years. They either crumbled or spontaneously combusted and turned to ashes. Some were unwilling to give up and even planned to use blood sacrifices to make contact with the gods.

However, he was struck by the backlash of the spell, coughing up black blood on the spot and dying with a miserable howl.

Finally, a merchant who had been saved by the young Taoist spent a large sum of money to have a painting of the young deity traversing mountains and rivers painted and enshrined it. This time, however, nothing changed, and only then did everyone believe it.

"Is it true that all those river gods and water spirits of the past were actually demons in disguise?"

"How could it be fake?!"

"It was this deity who restored order and corrected the source!"

Although Zhou Yan saved a small number of people, his work covered various parts of the Jialing River area. As a result, this portrait began to circulate in the area, and the evil atmosphere was swept away. The people all said that there was a divine general who could subdue demons and monsters.

What kind of divine general is he?

Dressed in a Taoist robe, with a handsome appearance and spirited eyebrows, he wields a three-pointed, double-edged sword, treading on rivers and lakes, slaying demons and monsters, and looking down upon all in his path.

The divine power of incense, wisps and strands, converges with devout prayers.

After slaying the demon, Zhou Yan cleaned his weapon and went to the Jialing River Water Palace. From the power of the water god, he knew that this place was a major node in the enemy's plan.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes, and Jia Qi's cold face and the voice he heard in his memory, vowing to flood the Shu region, seemed to be right before his eyes. The Marquis of Wu's attempt, Jiang Boyue's obsession, the vast land of Shu and its hundreds of millions of people... all of this weight transformed into a sharp killing intent.

He had shed his former naiveté, exhaled, and his eyes were filled with a resolute coldness: "Sitting idly by and waiting to be led by the nose is not my style."

"Since this place is a crucial point, we can use it as a pretext to lure Jia Qi here and kill him!"

Zhou Yan and Kai Ming exchanged a glance.

Zhou Yan was decisive and ruthless, his mind set on killing. As for Kai Ming, it was because of his original form; his curiosity was far stronger than that of a god of this rank, many times stronger.

In other words, he's prone to making careless remarks and actions.

"It's not impossible."

Zhou Yan and Kai Ming were both eager to try.

Zhou Yan wanted to kill this person and disrupt his plans, and on the other hand, he wanted to absorb the power of the jade book and the jade talisman.

Kaiming, on the other hand, was thinking that with another jade talisman, Ji Xuanyuan could pull Zhou Yan into his dream.

Something interesting is about to happen.

Zhou Yan, having gained control of the Jialing River God, directly attempted to communicate with the Jialing River's water veins within the spiritual veins of this water palace, ensuring that he could mobilize the Jialing River's water veins to aid in battle within its territory.

With every gesture, the power and magic he could wield had reached the fifth rank.

Zhou Yan raised his hand and placed it on the spiritual vein, his pupils rippling. With the help of the water vein and the senses of his avatar, he tried to connect with the avatar that he had transformed into a bird. Li Zhiwei was playing with the bird at that time, but she noticed that the bird's eyes were much more lively.

Zhou Yan began, "Miss Li, Uncle Shen, Elder Ao."

Can you hear me?

Shen Cangming looked up: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yan said, "Uncle Shen, we've found Mr. Su Xiaoshuang."

"Also, I want to hunt someone down."

"Who?"

"Jia Qi."

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Langzhong.

Jia Qi received a message from the Jialing River, saying that he had obtained a great treasure and invited the envoy to come and see it. Jia Qi had made a series of mistakes and even lost Bing San and Ding Liu. Since there was nothing good to be had, he went to the Water Palace.

After descending into the Jialing River, it suddenly seemed to freeze slightly.

Ahead, a young Taoist priest sat cross-legged, having been preparing for a long time, his eyes filled with coldness.

"You came."

The moment Jia Qi was stunned by the sight of the 'culprit', the waters of the Jialing River surged, transforming into a raging dragon that locked onto Jia Qi's body. Zhou Yan raised his hand, grabbed the three-pointed double-edged sword, and slashed fiercely down at Jia Qi's neck.

Who says we have to obediently follow your plan?
Now, the roles of offense and defense have reversed!

"For Zhuge Liang, for Jiang Boyue—"

"Come die!"

(End of this chapter)