From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Watching Shen Qingyuan go, Sikong Yuan spoke lightly, his voice a little hoarse: "I can't give you what you want."

His heart had long been numb, having lost all the emotions it should have. It could not contain anything except the fire of revenge.

The moonlight falling from the sky was blocked by dark clouds, and the sea breeze blew on my face, carrying with it the unique salty taste of the deep ocean.

Fu Chan raised her head, her eyes were warm and there was a gentle smile on her face: "You don't know what I want."

Just like this, it was enough, she didn't ask for too much.

Hearing this, Sikong Yuan retracted his gaze and walked towards the distance: "Let's go, this place is still far from Yuanzhou."

Fu Chan trotted after him, tilted her head to look at Si Kongyuan, with a smile on her face:

"You seem to dislike being called Mr., so I won't do that from now on."

Sikong Yuan glanced at her, somewhat surprised at her sharpness, and nodded, "Okay."

"What should I call you from now on?"

"It's up to you, it's just a name."

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After leaving the port, Shen Qing did not stop at all. After changing his appearance, he headed straight for the Northern Region.

After entering the Ningyuan realm, the demand for spiritual energy increased, and the sensitivity to the polluted air in the secular world became more acute, which even made Shen Qing a little unbearable.

In this environment, not to mention any progress in her cultivation, after absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, the quality of her true energy even began to decline.

The absorbed spiritual energy and the true energy in her body are like oil and water; they are completely incompatible.

She is already in such a situation, and those old ghosts in the Gangsha realm must be feeling even worse. In this kind of environment, just moving freely is probably a big burden for them.

The return journey is always faster. In just half a month, Shen Qing had left the border of Daxia and returned to Moro Country.

The imperial capital of the Moro Kingdom has become a huge military camp. Even at night, the camp is as bright as day, with bonfires everywhere.

Shen Qing did not disturb others. He carefully checked for a moment and walked into a side hall.

The doors and windows of the side hall were a little damaged, and traces of murals were faintly visible on the mottled walls, which had long lost their original luster. A faint rustling sound could be heard from the beams of the hall.

The country of Moro is bitterly cold, so there naturally cannot be many magnificent palaces. It is already difficult for ordinary people to have a place to live. This side palace is considered pretty good in the entire palace. At least during a thunderstorm, the palace will not leak.

There were two candlesticks on the peeling wooden table, with flickering flames illuminating a faint light.

After the case, Zhao Yu supported his chin with one hand, his eyes were sleepy, and he forced his eyes open to flip through the military book in his hand.

The edges of the pages of the military book were full of signs of wear and tear, slightly yellowed, and almost torn apart.

She read over and over again what Shen Qing taught her, and each time she gained some new insights, like seeing the light after the clouds had cleared.

After not seeing each other for a while, Zhao Yu had not changed much. Her hair was a little messy and her thin shoulders were still a little frail. Under the candlelight, her already delicate facial features looked even softer and had a more rosy complexion.

Shen Qing raised his hand to extinguish the candle, then carried Zhao Yu to the soft couch beside him.

"It's time for bed."

Zhao Yu was startled at first, but after smelling a familiar scent, she calmed down, snuggled into Shen Qing's arms, found a comfortable position and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 74: Forged Spirit Soldiers

early morning.

The light of the morning sun shone obliquely into the hall, spreading on the soft couch, casting a faint golden glow.

Zhao Yu rubbed his eyes dazedly, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Qing leaning against the side, flipping through an ancient book.

Mumbling something incoherently, she turned over, hugged Shen Qing's waist, and rubbed her little head against Shen Qing's arms.

She hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time. Sleeping alone at night always made her feel uneasy and she would often wake up.

"what's up?"

Shen Qing closed the ancient book in his hand and threw it aside, making room for Zhao Yu to sit comfortably.

On the blue-gray cover of the ancient book, there were large characters written: "Introduction to Tool Casting". It was a book from the collection in the spiritual ring.

In ancient times, in addition to the complicated methods of cultivation, there were also many kinds of side skills, such as alchemy, casting, array formation, talisman making, worshiping gods, controlling spirits, divination, etc., which were countless.

Tool casting is undoubtedly a very important task. This introductory guide to tool casting records the refining methods of some magical tools.

After seeing these, Shen Qing decided to forge a weapon for himself.

There are many spiritual ores left over from ancient times in the spiritual ring, which are undoubtedly excellent materials for forging war weapons.

"There was not enough food and fodder, so we conquered the five surrounding countries and only then were we able to barely fill the stomachs of our army."

Zhao Yu sobered up a lot, stood up, and said casually: "I have recruited some soldiers from the Northern Territory, and the army has expanded to more than 40,000."

Shen Qing's heart moved. Even if it is a small country, the five surrounding countries combined have a population of nearly ten million. Such a force can be regarded as a powerful country that ranks among the countries in the Northern Territory.

After briefly talking about the recent situation, Zhao Yu went on to recount some of the larger expenditures and incomes, troop increases and decreases, and the deployment of generals during this period, etc., without missing a single detail.

Compared with children of the same age, she was obviously much more mature. She seemed to have an innate talent for marching and deploying troops, and she mastered it quickly.

Looking at Zhao Yu who was talking nonstop, Shen Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "Is the life you have now what you want?"

Zhao Yu paused and looked at Shen Qing suspiciously, not sure if she was sick again.

"If you don't want to, I can give you a chance to change your wish. It's not too late now." Shen Qing added.

Like Fu Chan, Zhao Yu is also an individual with the right to choose his own future. What Shen Qing had done before was to force Zhao Yu to move forward.

Now, Shen Qing wants to give Zhao Yu a chance to make a new choice.

"I want to be the emperor."

Zhao Yu sat up straight and answered without hesitation, without any hesitation in his expression.

If she had expressed this wish jokingly before, her thoughts had changed now.

This has nothing to do with the current situation. She always has a premonition in her heart that if the so-called wish is fulfilled, Shen Qing will most likely leave her.

No matter how likely this possibility is, Zhao Yu doesn't want to try it.

Compared with other wishes, at least the wish to become an emperor is illusory. No one knows when it can be fulfilled, and perhaps it can never be fulfilled at all.

Then at least until her wish is fulfilled, Shen Qing will always be by her side.

Zhao Yu's attitude was undoubtedly beyond Shen Qing's expectations. She had even made some plans for what would happen if Zhao Yu gave up.

"My life now is much better than before. At least I can have roast chicken every day."

Zhao Yu said something casually, turned over and got off the couch, but before he could stand firmly, Shen Qing grabbed the collar and took him back, and a jade bottle was stuffed into his hand.

"To be the emperor, you must be at least stronger than Yang Zongxian."

With a smile in his eyes, Shen Qing reached out and touched Zhao Yu's dantian. In an instant, he destroyed her internal strength that had reached the fourth level of the acquired realm.

"From today on, I will teach you how to practice the ancient method."

The jade bottle contained Qi-replenishing pills, which were commonly used in practicing the Transcendent Realm and even the Manifestation Realm. There were still three and a half bottles left in the spirit ring, with thirty pills in each bottle, which was enough for Zhao Yu to practice to the Manifestation Realm.

Although the environment is a bit worse, with the help of elixirs, the practice will not be delayed too much.

After teaching Zhao Yu the mantra for guiding Qi and helping him find the sense of Qi, Shen Qing left the side hall.

She did not summon the generals in the army, but only met Hao Yun and Zuo Jun and informed them.

Since Zhao Yu has gradually begun to adapt, Shen Qing's existence is naturally no longer necessary.

When the time is right, she will enter the military camp under another identity. With her current strength, it will be easy for her to suppress the three armies.

After meeting Hao Yun and Zuo Jun, Shen Qing left the military camp without stopping and headed straight for Jiutian Mountain.

This time she did not come for cultivation, but to try to forge war weapons.

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Jiutian Mountain.

Thousands of feet deep underground, a cave was opened.

Red-hot magma was flowing not far away, and the air was filled with terrifyingly high temperatures. From time to time, a dark red flame would rise from the magma, as red as blood.

The temperature of ordinary fire is not enough to melt the spiritual ore, so Shen Qing can only seek the Earthly Evil True Fire to smelt it.

call--

The sound of rapid panting filled the cave. Shen Qing stood beside the lava river with his outer clothes off, leaving only a bra. Scorched by the high temperature, sweat kept running down his cheeks. His hair stuck to his back, and his slightly red back was covered with crystal beads of sweat, wetting the waistband of his trousers.

From time to time, sweat dripped into the magma, making a hissing sound.

Not far in front of her was a pool of silver liquid, held up by the true essence and suspended in mid-air. It was boiling because of the Earthly Evil True Fire and was constantly bubbling.

The toughness of the spiritual ore far exceeded Shen Qing's expectations. Even with the help of the Earthly Evil True Fire, it took her nearly ten days to melt this piece of purple thunder steel.

Purple Thunder Steel is a type of mineral called 'Blue-Veined Steel', a variant produced after being accidentally struck by thunder.

Nourished by the power of thunder, the purple thunder steel naturally contains a trace of thunder power. In the ancient cultivation world, it was also considered a good material and could be used to refine ordinary spiritual treasures.

Under the stimulation of true energy, the liquid transformed from purple thunder steel gradually deformed and condensed into a silver sword that was about four feet long.

This step was much faster and was completed in just half a day.

hum-

The true energy dissipated, and the formed sword fell directly into Shen Qing's palm. The scorching heat was blocked by the true energy.

After taking a quick look at it, Shen Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead. This was a pretty good result for his first time casting a weapon, but it was acceptable.

However, this is just the first step.

Now this sword is far from being called a magic weapon. It can only be called a sword embryo. Only when the spirit array is engraved on it can it be called a complete weapon.

However, even without the engraving of the spiritual array, the sharpness of this sword blank has already surpassed the weapons forged from the divine iron in the world, and it also has a certain increase in the true essence.

(End of this chapter)