Demon Lord Tang Dynasty

"Master, Master, I'm back."

Within the Mile tribe, a clear voice carried far and wide, filled with a strong sense of pride.

"San'er?"

The White Protector looked at the person before him, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes.

The Bai San in front of me was still the same emaciated figure as before.

However, her outward appearance has completely changed.

He was wearing a coat of unknown material, like a quilt cover over a bamboo pole.

The hem of her dress was so long that it dragged on the ground.

Her head was adorned with colorful feathers, and even her face was covered in paint.

How to put it? At first glance, he looks like a clown who escaped from a circus.

The White Protector was stunned for a long time before he slowly came to his senses.

"Yes, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

The old man, Bai Hufa, spoke with a sense of comfort.

Although Bai San's words that day hurt him.

But the other party was ultimately his closest and most beloved disciple.

So after several days of self-consolation, Protector Bai forgave the other party.

After all, he doesn't have many men left to command.

There were originally seven disciples, but after they were assigned to Bai Yue'er last time, most of them betrayed her and completely sided with her.

Now only Bai San remains.

As for those ordinary disciples, Lao Bai is, after all, a dignified Left Protector. Bai Yue'er's subordinates are all elite disciples, and he can't afford to lose face by trying to win over ordinary disciples.

"San'er, you have done a great service this time. Your master will definitely ask the World Honored One for your reward."

Protector Bai patted Bai San on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"Get rid of all this stuff on your face first. What kind of mess is this?"

Upon hearing this, Bai San immediately pursed his lips and muttered something.

"This is the most popular style of dress in the Khanate, Master, what do you know?"

"What?" Protector Bai didn't hear clearly and asked in confusion.

Bai San quickly shook his head, then smiled and moved closer to Protector Bai.

"Master, your disciple has performed a great service. What reward do you think the World-Honored One will bestow upon you?"

"How can we possibly fathom the thoughts of the World-Honored One? We shall simply wait patiently and respectfully."

Upon hearing this, Bai San rolled his eyes and grinned at Protector Bai:

"Master, do you think the World Honored One will grant me a Dharma Protector?"

"What?"

Before Protector Bai could react, he bowed down in front of him.

Because ahead, Gao Yi had already lifted the tent flap and come out.

"Bai San pays respects to the World Honored One."

"Greetings, World Honored One." The White Protector also belatedly knelt down.

"Get up, Bai San, you did a great job this time."

Gao Yi smiled and nodded at Bai San.

Putting everything else aside, it's quite impressive that this kid was able to make it back and forth from the Turkic royal tent.

In addition, there was the note the other party had written to Protector Bai earlier, which, although not particularly brilliant, still contained some insight.

"Bai San, tell me in detail about the trip to the Golden Tent."

Upon hearing the question, Bai San immediately began to describe it with great enthusiasm, gesturing wildly.

They described how large and luxurious the Turkic royal tent was, how majestic Shibi Khan was, and how terrifying Lord Bixuan was, etc.

But to be honest, while the process was exciting, there wasn't a single piece of useful information.

Fortunately, Gao Yi hadn't thought of anything else; all he asked the other party to do was deliver a flag.

"Very good, Bai San, you have done a great service. What reward do you want?"

Upon hearing this, Bai San instantly shuddered.

"It is my humble honor to serve the World-Honored One; I dare not hope for the same thing as before."

He uttered a flattering remark, but after saying it, Bai San's voice clearly paused for a moment.

"However, my master is getting old and has been feeling weak these days, so he is worried that he might be hindering the Buddha's work."

"I really can't bear to see my master working so hard. I beg the World Honored One to have mercy on me. I, Bai San, am willing to take on my master's burden and dedicate my life to the World Honored One and the Divine Sect."

Bai San's face was flushed red as he shouted at the top of his lungs, as if he were making an oath.

The white-clad protector standing to the side had already widened his eyes, his eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets.

Seeing this harmonious and filial scene between teacher and student, Gao Yi couldn't help but sigh, "A great teacher produces a great student."

"Good lad."

After a moment, Protector Bai finally reacted, gritting his teeth and letting out a cold snort.

"Venerable One, my son has been traveling for days. It would be better to discuss the reward later. I will take him to rest first."

As he spoke, one hand was already gripping the back of Bai San's neck.

Bai San froze instantly, like a grasshopper.

A look of fear appeared on his face.

Unlike Bai Yue'er, Bai San, though equally rebellious, still harbored some fear of his master.

"Wait, wait, Venerable One, I have something important to report."

"Um?"

"Shibi Khan sent someone to accompany me, saying that he wanted to give the World Honored One a reward."

Bai San was held in the hands of Protector Bai, who waved his hands and feet and shouted.

"Who is this person? Where are they?"

"I've come ahead of time to inform them; the messenger should be here shortly."

"Of the two who came, I didn't recognize the younger one, but the other was Tuli the Young Khan."

"Bang."

Bai San was thrown out with a loud thud.

At the same time, a furious shout rang out from Protector Bai:

"You unfilial disciple, why didn't you tell me about such an important matter sooner?"

Tuli was the eldest son of Shibi Khan, in other words, the future ruler of the grasslands, so his status was self-evident.

Gao Yi raised an eyebrow, but he wasn't as shocked as Protector Bai.

Tuli's status was indeed very high, but it was mainly due to his status as the son of Shibi.

As for the future ruler of the grasslands.

No one knew better than him that this person would never be able to sit in that position.

Gao Yi was somewhat surprised that Shi Bi directly sent Tu Li out.

Judging from the appearance, Shi Bi seemed to be very satisfied with that banner of the King of the Mountain.

……

Not much time had passed.

Dust rose in the distance.

Bai San said it was two people, but Tu Li went out, so he certainly wasn't alone, especially since he was representing Shi Bi.

In fact, there were forty or fifty riders who came to visit.

There were indeed two people leading the way, a man and a woman, and the younger man was undoubtedly Tuli.

Gao Yi personally led the White Protector to greet the group.

"This must be... Lord Miroku, right? I didn't expect him to be so young, hahaha."

Tuli didn't put on any airs. As soon as he saw the group, he dismounted and laughed loudly.

However, they hesitated for a moment when it came to the form of address, since Gao Yi's tribe was on the very edge of the world and had no presence in the Turkic community, nor did they hold any official positions.

"Gao Yi greets the Little Khan." Gao Yi smiled and bowed in return.

Then he looked at the woman next to the other person.

"This is my fiancée, Bardelle," Tuli introduced.

Upon hearing the name "Badel," Gao Yi's gaze lingered on her for a moment.

"Hahaha, Chief Gao's achievements have amazed everyone. I specially asked Father Khan for this assignment because I wanted to learn a thing or two from Chief Gao."

"I dare not accept such praise. My skills are but a humble skill, how could I dare to make a fool of myself? This time it was just a fluke." Gao Yi waved his hand with a smile.

"Little Khan and Little Khan's Consort, why don't you come inside first? I'll go prepare some wine and meat, and we can have a detailed chat after we've eaten," Protector Bai said, bowing.

"Haha, then Dale and I will gladly accept your offer."

After saying that, he waved to the guards behind him: "You should also follow this man and retreat. This is Chief Gao's territory, he doesn't need your guards."

"Master Gao, please."

"please."

The three of them continued on their way and arrived directly at Gao Yi's camp.

"Please come in, gentlemen." Gao Yi lifted the curtain and smiled at the two of them.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yi's expression changed slightly.

"Chief Gao, what has happened?"

Gao Yi squinted and glanced into the distance.

"Besides the guards, did the young Khan have any other entourage accompanying him on this trip?"

"Huh?" Tuli froze on the spot, seemingly not understanding the meaning of the other person's words.

Instead, a faint laugh suddenly came from afar.

"Such keen perception! I was caught off guard and you discovered the truth."

"This world truly is a land of outstanding talents, with new generations replacing the old, hahaha."

"Master Zhao."

"Master."

As soon as the voice fell, Tuli and Badel exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Gao Yi's pupils also shrank instantly.

The moment the word "master" was uttered, the visitor's identity became very clear.

One of the eight great masters of the Demonic Sect.

The Demon General, Zhao Deyan.