I am the snake demon!

The black unicorn galloped swiftly, its four hooves creating a gust of wind.

Like a black lightning bolt, it swiftly traversed the military camp.

The long-lost feeling of speed and power washed over me.

Bai Xuan felt an indescribable joy, patted Mo Lin's hand, and subtly infused him with a little magic power.

Mo Lin's spirits lifted instantly, and its bright eyes seemed to burst forth with light. Water mist swirled beneath its four hooves, creating a cloud of vapor. Mo Lin was delighted and sped up even more.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers cheered repeatedly.

To them, Bai Xuan, the new King of Zhenbei, was a complete stranger. However, they were familiar with the old King of Zhenbei, who had inherited his position from his father. Therefore, they spontaneously supported Bai Xuan to maintain order in the northern border and sustain their lives.

As for how loyal they are to Bai Xuan, the Prince of Zhenbei, that's a lie. If it were someone with the surname Xu, they wouldn't mind.

As long as the northern border is surnamed Xu, that's fine.

But things are different now.

If Leng Shih-hu can admit his mistakes, what about these ordinary soldiers?

All they saw was the new King of Zhenbei riding a Qilin and flying.

And the Qilin is an auspicious creature!

Rounding down, the new Zhenbei King is indeed an auspicious omen.

Many soldiers knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of Bai Xuan, praying for good fortune.

Nie Ying became even more determined in her thoughts, and her gaze towards Wang Shizhong grew increasingly hostile. "You guys really went to great lengths for this play."

They've even found the legendary flying beasts!

There is such a thing.

As for Wang Shizhong, he stood there questioning his life. No, how did he suddenly fly?

This thing can fly?

This thing can fly?

Why couldn't it fly when it was in my hands before?

Still so irritable.

Does such a thing as destiny really exist?

Is the new Zhenbei King destined by heaven?

As everyone was shocked, a loud roar rang out, and Mo Lin transformed into a streak of light and swooped down, landing steadily in front of Xu Yuhua and floating in mid-air.

"Big sister, why don't you come up and ride the Ink Blade? It feels great," Bai Xuan said with a smile.

"Mo Lin? Did you name this beast? Is it female?" Xu Yuhua asked curiously.

The male is called Qi, and the female is called Lin.

"I don't know. Mo Qilin, abbreviated as Mo Lin, Mo Qi doesn't sound good," Bai Xuan said with a smile.

The logic is this: the male is called Qi and the female is called Lin, just like the male is called Feng and the female is called Huang. However, the Phoenix clan has been collectively feminized, and the name Feng, which should refer to the male Phoenix, is used to represent the entire clan and to describe women. The most typical example is Duan Baifeng, the Princess Consort of Zhenbei, which sounds like a woman's name.

The opposite is true for the Qilin. The character "Lin," which originally referred to women, became the collective name for the Qilin clan and also referred to men. For example, the name Huo Linfei sounds like a male.

"Whatever you say." Xu Yuhua smiled upon hearing this, not wanting to argue with Bai Xuan about it. She was in a very good mood because Bai Xuan had subdued the Mo Lin without any trouble.

When the Qilin recognizes its master during the spring hunt, this news will greatly enhance Bai Xuan's prestige in the Northern Territory.

If she had known this would happen, she would have sent someone to capture the strange beast and then put on a good show.

It caused a sensation throughout the city.

However, it can still be remedied now.

When returning to the city, let Bai Xuan ride the Qilin back.

"Good beast, this is truly majestic as a mount, much better than my Savage Tiger." Leng Shih-hu looked at the remaining Mo Qilin of Bai Xuan and said with shining eyes.

His mount was also extraordinary, a rare beast, a snow-white tiger that, after years of cultivation, was comparable to an eighth-rank Dongxuan.

However, he couldn't fly, which often made him lament that the Flying Bear Army was not worthy of its name. Now, seeing Bai Xuan's flying Mo Qilin, he couldn't help but feel envious. If his White Tiger could fly, then it would truly be a Flying Bear.

"Uncle wants a flying mount? That's easy! Just have the Mo Clan Guards find one." Bai Xuan smiled upon hearing this, then looked at Wang Shizhong and said, "Commander Wang, did you hear that? Uncle Leng needs a flying tiger as a mount. You Mo Clan Guards must immediately begin searching for such a beast and send it to Xuanwu next month!"

"Your Highness, exotic beasts are formed from the essence of heaven and earth, and are extremely rare. Even if our Mo Ci Guards search day and night, they are hard to find. Whether we encounter one depends entirely on fate," Wang Shizhong said, immediately snapping out of his shock.

If finding alien beasts were that easy, wouldn't the Mo Clan Guards be able to form an alien beast cavalry?

It's truly something that can only be encountered by chance.

"Are you saying that my Uncle Leng lacks the opportunity to obtain another exotic beast?" Upon hearing this, Bai Xuan's gentle expression vanished instantly, replaced by a cold gaze as he stared at Wang Shizhong, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

Wang Shizhong trembled and dared not answer.

He obeyed Nie Ying's orders to publicly embarrass Bai Xuan because his territory was close to Bingzhou, far from the emperor's reach, and the local officials were more powerful than the county officials. Offending Bai Xuan might not necessarily lead to trouble, but offending Nie Ying and Xu Wenzheng behind him meant that the Mo Ci Guard could only face annihilation.

He came because he dared not gamble and was genuinely afraid of Xu Wenzheng.

But when he actually arrived in Xuanwu and faced Bai Xuan directly, looking at the mighty troops on the drill ground, he couldn't help but feel a bit apprehensive.

Though the old King of Zhenbei is dead, the fierce tiger remains.

"That's not how it is, Your Highness. Please hear me out. Rare beasts are hard to find, and they can't be found just by trying. They require the right time, place, and people. Your Highness has ordered me to find one within a month, which is asking too much of me." Wang Shizhong said in a panic. The young general behind him spoke again, bowing his head and pleading for his orders, his eyes gleaming.

The fact that Wang Shizhong brought him here suggests that he is no ordinary person.

He is Wang Xingye, the future heir of the Molai Guard.

For many years, the Mordor Three Guards have been loyal to the North, serving as its vanguard in its northward advance and under its control.

Wang Shizhong was already used to it.

However, Wang Xingye, as Wang Shizhong's eldest son and the future master of the Moliwei, was not used to it.

With the death of the Prince of Zhenbei and the ensuing chaos in the north, he saw this as the perfect opportunity for his Moci Guard to break free from the control of the north.

While Liangzhou and Bingzhou were locked in a bitter struggle, the Moliwei regime reaped the benefits.

"To force someone to do something they can't?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Xuan sneered and then suddenly slapped Wang Xingye hard. Wang Xingye felt a terrifying force like an overwhelming tidal wave coming at him. He instinctively reached out to block, but his defense was as fragile as paper. His true energy was shattered by Bai Xuan's blow, and he was sent flying backward, moving several feet to the side before falling off the platform and crashing heavily onto the training ground. Instantly, both of his legs broke, leaving him a bloody mess.

"Then you might as well not be a human being anymore, that way it won't be asking you anything." Bai Xuan sneered, then turned to Wang Shizhong and asked, "Commander Wang, can you find him now?"

Wang Shizhong knew something was wrong the moment his son spoke, but he never expected Bai Xuan to be so ruthless. Seeing his beloved son, on whom he had placed so much hope, now lying dying below the platform, his eyes flickered. He then suddenly knelt before Bai Xuan, wailing, "Your Highness, since I joined the old prince, I have been loyal and devoted to defending the northern border against the northern barbarians. My tribute has been unwavering for many years. Now that Your Highness has ascended the throne, I have presented you with this exotic beast. Even if my son has committed countless faults, you may punish me. Why make things difficult for him?"

To retreat in order to advance.

Although it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see what happened today.

However, everything he did was within the rules.

As the commander of the Molai Guard, is there a problem with him presenting the Prince of Zhenbei with a strange beast as a mount?

No, that's perfectly reasonable.

On the contrary, it was unreasonable for Bai Xuan, the Prince of Zhenbei, to ask him to offer up another flying tiger beast.

His son was thrown off the platform for raising objections normally, which was even more brutal than Bai Xuan's actions.

All the truths are contained in him.

Even a king needs to be reasonable.

Otherwise, if the social order collapses, the one who will suffer the most will not be him, but King Bai Xuan!

As expected, the atmosphere changed immediately after these words were spoken.

The tribal leaders of the wilderness looked at each other, their eyes flickering. Many of them were impulsive by nature and could not see through Wang Shizhong's intentions. They felt that everything Wang Shizhong did was right, while Bai Xuan was bullying them and looking down on them. They were filled with resentment.

Even if you are the Prince of Zhenbei, so what? You can't humiliate them like this.

We can fight a war if necessary!

We fled back to the northern wilderness.

Those few who could see through it all fell silent at this moment.

Although Wang Shizhong's actions were dishonorable, Bai Xuan, the Prince of Zhenbei, simply abandoned Wang Xingye, showing no regard for the Mo Ciwei or the barbarian tribes.

Seeing this scene, Nie Ying was finally convinced that Wang Shizhong had not colluded with Bai Xuan. She smiled slightly, enjoying the show.

If Bai Xuan doesn't take action, the reasoning behind this matter lies with Bai Xuan; but if Bai Xuan does take action, then the situation will be different.

Under everyone's gaze, Bai Xuan frowned and looked at Wang Shizhong, saying, "You're not exactly a civil official, so who are you crying and wailing for? If you want to die, I'll grant your wish. Kill yourself now, and I won't destroy your Mo Ciwei!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Shizhong's expression froze, and he even forgot to cry, looking up at Bai Xuan in astonishment.

The three guards of Molai, both men and women, together numbered 80,000.

Even if the North were to conquer them now, it would suffer heavy losses.

At worst, we can just surrender to the Northern Wilderness again.

Renewed hostilities would be a bad thing for the North.

Yet he's always stayed within the rules. Has the Prince of Zhenbei gone mad?

"Didn't you ask me to punish you? Why aren't you dead yet?" Bai Xuan said, looking at Wang Shizhong.

Wang Shizhong trembled, feeling a deep chill. The person in front of him was not joking, but really intended to kill him!