A Man in the Snow: Starting with a Sword Challenge to the Northern Liang Prince's Palace

The afternoon sun lazily spilled onto the threshold.

In the backyard of a small pharmacy in Lingzhou City, a man in blue robes sat leisurely watching the spear technique in his hands, appearing extremely relaxed.

It's a bit strange that the pharmacy owner focuses on marksmanship rather than medical books.

A young girl dressed in brocade robes was placing some aged medicinal herbs, which she had just prepared, next to Ye Yun.

"Young master, the investigations in Lingzhou City have been very strict lately. If it weren't for our small pharmacy as a cover, we probably wouldn't be able to buy these medicinal herbs at all."

"Have you collected them all?"

Ye Yun asked softly.

Xiaodie carefully examined the medicinal herbs placed on the table.

"Young master, it's almost all ready. I followed your instructions and went to all the major pharmacies in Lingzhou City to buy them at different times."

"Hmm, well done. The special movement technique I taught you can't be used again without my permission."

Ye Yun got up from the rocking chair and turned to look at the various old medicines that Xiao Die had bought.

"Yes, young master."

A hint of grievance appeared on Xiaodie's face.

"If you want to learn martial arts properly, I can teach you. I am most skilled in swordsmanship, and my spear skills are a family tradition, which I have also mastered. What do you want to learn?"

Ye Yun said calmly.

"Really? Young master, you're willing to teach me martial arts? Then let's learn spear techniques!"

Xiao Die watched with delight as Ye Yun demonstrated the "Ye Family" spear technique.

"Can!"

Ye Yun then placed the ancestral spear technique manual in Xiao Die's hands and continued:

"From today onwards, I will begin to properly learn marksmanship."

"Yes, Xiaodie will certainly not disgrace the Ye family's spear technique."

Ye Yun nodded in satisfaction, then took the medicinal herbs from the table and returned to his room.

Xiaodie watched Ye Yun's retreating figure, gripped the spear in her hand tightly, and secretly vowed to become a master of the spear so that she could catch up with Ye Yun.

inside the room.

Ye Yun then poured a large amount of medicinal herbs into the medicine tub, removed his clothes, and immersed himself in it. He began to circulate his internal energy and regulate his breathing to prepare to repair his damaged meridians.

After several days of recuperation, the external wounds have almost all scabbed over, but the internal meridians are damaged and need external help to accelerate recovery.

The most serious injury he suffered was the backlash from forcibly using the immortal sword, which severely damaged his meridians.

Secondly, forcibly killing Xu Xiao resulted in a backlash from the flow of fortune, as Qi Lianhua stated.

No wonder none of those top experts dared to assassinate Xu Xiao directly; it wasn't just because he had many powerful figures around him, but also because they feared the backlash from the Heavenly Dao's fortune.

"Open the system panel."

[Host: Ye Yun]

[Physique: Innate Sword Physique]

[Realm: Terrestrial Immortal Realm]

[Techniques: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, Mysterious Sword Technique, Supreme Sword Ruler, Unknown]

[Weapon: Immortal Sword Nanming Li Huo, Divine Power - Blazing Reincarnation]

[Luck Value: 125000 points]

[Sole Main Quest: Become the Best in the World]

Ye Yun fell into deep thought as he looked at the luck value displayed on the panel. What exactly was the purpose of the luck value, and why, even though he had obtained luck, he couldn't use it freely?

The system did not give him any prompts.

Tai'an City.

Inside the Imperial Study in the Imperial Palace.

Emperor Zhao Chun of Liyang, sitting high on his throne, was overjoyed, for the biggest weight in his heart had been lifted.

The King of Northern Liang, who had caused him to lose his appetite, is dead.

Xu Xiao's death shook not the martial arts world, but the entire political landscape of the Li Yang court.

Xu Xiao played an indispensable role in Li Yang's conquest of nine kingdoms, and was therefore granted the titles of Grand Pillar of State and King of Beiliang, making him a powerful figure in all directions.

However, precisely because his achievements overshadowed the emperor, and because he commanded 300,000 loyal Northern Liang cavalry, Northern Liang had essentially become a state within a state.

At this moment, there were three people below Emperor Liyang. On the left was the Imperial Tutor Yang Taisui, who had a complicated relationship with Xu Xiao. They had exchanged sworn brothers in the past and were sworn brothers who could entrust their lives to each other.

Of course, he was also the one who most wanted Xu Xiao dead.

The other was Zhang Julu, the current prime minister, and Gu Jiantang, one of the eight pillars of the state and concurrently the general of Wuyang.

"Xu Xiao is dead. I wonder what the three of you think of Northern Liang."

Emperor Li Yang's gaze fell on the three people, including Imperial Tutor Yang Tai Sui.

Xu Xiao died, and he found that the heavy weight in his heart was gone.

But I always feel like my head isn't safe either.

Standing on the far left, Yang Taisui showed no joy or sorrow, his eyes were very calm, as if Xu Xiao's death was completely unimportant.

"Your Majesty, although Xu Xiao is dead, his 300,000 Northern Liang cavalry are still here. If Northern Liang falls into chaos, it will not be a good thing for Li Yang."

Although Zhang Julu looked down on Xu Manzi, as the prime minister of the court, he naturally knew the true role of Beiliang.

Of the three, the happiest was Gu Jiantang. With Xu Xiao dead, he would now be the leader among all the generals of Liyang.

"Your Majesty, I believe that we should not only bestow a posthumous title upon Xu Xiao, but also offer a large reward for Ye Yun. As for the King of Beiliang, we should ostensibly allow Xu Fengnian to inherit the title without fail."

We can secretly support someone, namely Chen Zhibao.

After Zhang Julu finished speaking, Yang Taisui slowly began to speak.

After a moment of silence, Emperor Zhao Chun of Liyang asked, "Does the teacher mean that Xu Fengnian should be allowed to inherit the throne without fail, but that we should not allow Beiliang to become as solid as a rock again?"

"Your Majesty is wise. Although Beiliang may seem to have lost its wolf king, Li Yishan is still alive, so it cannot be dispersed. Beimang has been eyeing Liyang covetously for years. If Xu Fengnian's young wolf cubs were to take control of Beiliang, Beimang would surely march south."

At that time, we will drive out both wolves and tigers, and in the battle between Northern Barbarians and Northern Liang, the ultimate beneficiary will still be Liyang.

Yang Taisui was a shrewd strategist; he had already foreseen the fate of Northern Liang.

Gu Jiantang frowned; he seemed to have figured something out.

His rise to the core of Liyang was also a deliberate act by the person above, who put him in charge of opposing Beiliang.

That old bald monk really has some clever tricks up his sleeve!

"In that case, I'll leave this matter to you, Julu."

Emperor Zhao Chun of Liyang directly entrusted this matter to Zhang Julu.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I accept the decree."

Zhang Julu bowed respectfully.

He is the chief minister of Liyang, whose duty is to weaken the power of the vassal kings, while Xu Xiao is the king of Beiliang, who controls local military power. The two are naturally opposed, but they also admire each other.

They appear to be adversaries, but in reality, they maintain a balance with each other.

After the three people left.

Emperor Zhao Chun of Liyang said softly, "Come out! Do you think your teacher's actions are correct?"

A figure slowly emerged from behind the screen and respectfully bowed to the man on the throne, saying:

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Tutor's words are reasonable."

"Han Diaosi, you're quite clever. Is this what I want to hear?"

Zhao Chun's voice carried a hint of coldness.

Han Diaosi hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty's worries are well known to this old servant. This old servant will find a way to deal with Ye Yun."

Zhao Chun nodded in satisfaction and said, "I don't want to get involved in matters of the martial world, but you must share my burdens."

"yes!"

Han Diaosi was drenched in sweat. Serving the emperor was like serving a tiger; he could be beheaded at any moment, even though he was the head of 100,000 eunuchs.

Before imperial power, it remained like water without roots.

Unless one is sitting in the supreme position.

They are people he can control.