From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Her father sent her a letter, and she could not return to Lingzhou for the time being. The Wen's Chamber of Commerce had been targeted by the Divine Police Bureau in recent days, and had been repeatedly provoking them and had many of their properties seized, making it clear that they were being deliberately targeted.

The purpose behind this is undoubtedly to send a signal to the main vein in Longquan Fairy Island. This is a blatant demonstration and provocation, and it is obvious that they want to find an excuse to put pressure on the Longquan Wen family.

The deeper reason may be closely related to the ancestor of the Wen family.

"I am sorry for bothering you and making you all work in vain." Sikong Yuan clasped his fists and bowed.

"That's a big word."

Wen Shaoqing shook his head slightly and bowed in return: "Sir, take your time."

The group boarded the ship and were about to set sail when a giant treasure ship slowly sailed into the harbor from the end. It was nearly a hundred feet long and more than twenty feet wide, with an extraordinary aura.

A huge golden dragon flag was fluttering, with the word "Qian" engraved on it.

The flag with the word "Qian" on it is considered a forbidden item in Daxia. Only the remnants of the Tianqian Dynasty would blatantly use this kind of dragon flag with the word "Qian" on it. The identity of this group of people is obvious.

A man was standing at the bow, he looked to be no more than twenty years old, wearing a dark red brocade robe with exquisite dragon patterns embroidered on it. Shen Qing felt the fluctuation of spiritual energy from it. This was not an ordinary object, but a robe that looked to be quite old.

In an era when magical instruments are almost extinct, this is undoubtedly a rare treasure.

Moreover, this person's cultivation is also extremely high. He has reached the peak of the Condensation Realm. His bone age does not seem to be too old either, and should not be more than fifty.

The two great masters on the boat both looked a little heavy.

There have been rumors in Daxia before that there are many hidden talents overseas. Now it seems that it is true. Compared with these great masters on the Heavenly Ranking, the cultivators who practice ancient methods overseas are much stronger in both strength and background.

As the Great Xia court banned weapons several times in succession, the gap between the practitioners in the eight continents and those overseas became increasingly larger.

"Mr. Sikong, long time no see."

The man in red stood at the bow and bowed: "When you are free, please go to Tianjing Island and have a visit. Elder Qin often misses you."

Sikong Yuan did not answer, but just clasped his fists in return, used his true energy to push the boat under everyone's feet, and left quickly.

A small boat broke through the waves, leaving a long white trail in the vast ocean, which gradually went farther and farther away and disappeared in an instant.

"Senior, it seems that you don't want to deal with these people?"

Shen Qing looked back at the huge treasure ship, thoughtfully.

"A group of people who think about restoring their country day and night, are too obsessed and have too deep connections with each other, which can easily hurt others and themselves." Sikong Yuan nodded calmly.

He didn't want to get involved in this kind of power struggle and waste his energy.

"Why did the Tianqian Dynasty fall?" Shen Qing was a little curious. From the history books of Daxia in her memory, she could not find any useful information.

There are only a few words recorded in history books, most of which are high-sounding statements such as the emperor was stupid, his tyranny misled the people, etc.

"I don't know the details, but judging from some unofficial history, what Tian Qian did at that time is not too far from what Yang Zongxian is doing now."

Sikong Yuan shook his head and sighed. In the final analysis, it was all for the sake of cultivation and immortality.

Hearing this, Shen Qing stopped asking questions and changed the subject, asking casually:

"Senior, why do people in Longquan Fairy Island call you sir?"

"In the more than ten years I have been in Longquan, I have written many exercises and compiled some memories from ancient times into books for people to circulate. In my spare time, I also enlighten the children on the island. Over time, they started to call me sir."

Sikong Yuan shook his head slightly, with a look of desolation in his eyes: "I was just a hunter, how can I be worthy of the title of sir."

He did not like the title of "Sir". If it were not for the memories passed down in the tradition, these overseas Chinese would not have treated him like this.

The word "Sir" is more like addressing the Demon-Slaying Lord than Sikong Yuan.

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The huge treasure ship slowly approached the shore. A young man in a dark red brocade robe with a dragon pattern jumped onto the shore in one step, and suddenly a jade scroll appeared in his hand.

Wen Shaoqing was about to step forward when a calm voice came from behind him: "Go down."

I don't know when an old man appeared on the shore. He had white hair and beard, a childish face, and a thin body.

"Ancestor."

Wen Shaoqing bowed, and the people following behind him changed color when they heard the address and followed suit.

The ancestor has not appeared in more than a hundred years. Apart from Wen Shaoqing, only a few elders in the entire clan know his appearance.

"Jiang Yue meets Senior Wen."

The man in red looked respectful, bowed slightly, and performed a half-salute:

"I have come here only to ask you to help me. If you can overthrow the Yang family, Tian Qian is willing to give you the two continents of Ling and Feng adjacent to the East China Sea, and from now on, the Wen family will be crowned kings."

"Two continents and hundreds of millions of people, this is indeed a huge undertaking."

Wen Tianfeng spoke indifferently without even raising his eyelids.

The land of two continents, the division of the territory and the enthronement of a king, these are all empty promises without any substantial benefits. It is too simplistic to think that you can ask him to take action based on these.

"This is the extra condition I Tianqian gave you."

Jiang Yue's expression remained unchanged. He walked slowly forward and respectfully presented the scroll in his hands with both hands.

"One hundred middle-grade spirit stones, ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, twenty third-grade spirit herbs, fifty second-grade spirit herbs, one hundred first-grade spirit herbs, five thousand cubic meters of red silver, ten thousand cubic meters of cold steel, one million dan of food and grass..."

Wen Tianfeng did not avoid the people beside him and reported the list on the scroll one by one with a calm tone.

Jiang Yue looked a little unnatural and lowered his head.

"I have seen Tian Qian's sincerity. I will go back and tell those old ghosts that when the time comes, I will take action."

Jiang Yue frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything more. His attitude remained respectful, and he bowed his head and said:

"The items on the list will be delivered one after another. I hope you will pay attention to them. I will take my leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around without any hesitation and jumped onto the treasure ship.

Looking at the dragon flag with the word "Qian" gradually going away, a trace of hesitation flashed in Wen Shaoqing's eyes, and he stepped forward and said respectfully:

"Old Ancestor, the Divine Appeal Division has become more and more reckless recently. It's obvious that Yang Zongxian is trying to provoke you to come out of seclusion. This matter...would you better take a long-term view?"

The ancestor is the backbone of the Wen family. If one thing is lost, it will lead to the annihilation of the whole family.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Wen Tianfeng narrowed his eyes. He had already promised Sikong Yuan that he would take action when the time came. Now that these remnants of Tiangan had come to his doorstep, how could he refuse such fat meat in his mouth?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 73 Thoughts

Lingzhou, Ziyue City, Port.

It was late at night, the silver moon was high in the sky, and the wind and waves were carrying the waves of the sea, which crashed against the rocks on the shore, making endless sound.

A small boat came from the sea in the distance, but did not enter the port, but stopped under a cliff.

Several figures jumped up from the boat and climbed up the cliff that was dozens of feet high in one leap.

Sikong Yuan looked at the brightly lit port in the distance, his expression somewhat solemn.

The port today is very different from what it was before. It is heavily guarded, with a guard post every ten steps and a sentry every five steps. The aura of the master can be heard rising and falling.

This small port has gathered at least a dozen masters and more than 200,000 soldiers, and the inspections of the ships coming and going are extremely strict.

Daxia has already taken action to cut off the trade routes to overseas. It won’t be long before disputes arise here.

Once the war breaks out, many people will die.

The two grand masters hurried back to Qianzhou to clean up the mess. They had no intention of staying for long and left soon.

After the two grand masters left, Sikong Yuan stretched out his hand towards Shen Qing, and in his rough palm lay a clear yellow bell.

"What is this?" Shen Qing looked at the bell and felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"This rare treasure was left behind by an ancient Qi-refining master. Yang Zongxi originally found a cave of an ancient Buddhist or Taoist monk and obtained two treasures. Now only this one is left."

Sikong Yuan explained, and then said: "This bell came with the suicide note, and now I give it to you for self-defense."

"Why don't you keep it for yourself, Senior?" Shen Qing was slightly surprised: "You are going to test Yang Zongxian's depth, you need a protective item more than I do."

"This bell can only stop cultivators in the Condensation Realm. A strong man in the Gangsha Realm can break it in three moves at most. It is useless to me."

Sikong Yuan shook his head and threw the bell over:

"You can use your own blood and essence to warm it, which will be more convenient to use in the future."

Before Shen Qing could react, Sikong Yuan immediately spoke again: "I have almost repaid the favor I owed your father. From now on, I will not interfere too much in your affairs. You should take care of yourself."

He could foresee what Shen Qing was going to do. Many more people would die at the hands of Shen Qing in the future, and he no longer wanted to kill anyone.

He did not want war. All he wanted was the life of Yang Zongxian, the culprit.

"Junior understands."

Shen Qing was startled, then nodded and thanked him: "Senior, I will always remember your help. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you generously."

Sikong Yuan has helped her a lot. It can even be said that without Sikong Yuan, she would not be who she is today.

Shen Qing has always remembered these favors. No matter what Sikong Yuan thinks, she will repay them one day.

"What are your plans?"

Sikong Yuan looked at Fu Chan standing aside.

"I……"

Fu Chan was at a loss for a moment and stared at the sea with her head down. She naturally wanted to continue following Sikong Yuan as before, but with Shen Qing in front of her, she no longer had a suitable reason.

Seeing this, Shen Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke softly: "After I return to the Northern Territory, I'm afraid there will be a lot of wars, and I won't be safe around me. Can you please take care of Sister Fu for a while?"

This was half true and half false, but Fu Chan's eyes lit up. She was a little nervous and wanted to look at the expression on Sikong Yuan's face, but was too embarrassed to look up for the moment.

After a long silence, Sikong Yuan finally nodded: "Yes."

After getting the answer and seeing the secret joy on Fu Chan's face, Shen Qing smiled faintly and turned to leave.

She seemed to have learned something from Sikong Yuan, but she couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Following me will only end up wasting your time."