615: Chapter 213: The Beginning of Everything (6400)_2 615: Chapter 213: The Beginning of Everything (6400)_2 “Don’t be nervous, tell all about your experiences in Han South.
I’m very optimistic about young people like you with potential, who co from a good background and graduated from the Martial Arts Academy.”
In fact, Virtuous King’s words were sowhat understated, almost bluntly asking, “Were you suppressed in Han South?
Don’t worry, tell everything, I’ll back you up!” Hang Mofeng was so moved that he nearly burst into tears like in the stories and was about to kowtow right there.
The reason he didn’t kowtow wasn’t that his knees were too stiff to kneel; it was because he had already communicated with Virtuous King and knew what would happen next.
At this mont, the deputy officer beside him and many other officers started to shout chaotically, “We greet Your Highness!
Your Highness, you must stand up for us!”
“Yes, Your Highness, we fought against demons and expelled evil in Han South, doing the hardest and most tiring work.
General Xing led us, committing no offense against the civilians, but we were repeatedly withheld supplies by the Prefecture Governnt!”
“Your Highness, we were also forcibly transferred here this ti, and our military supplies were insufficient.
If it weren’t for Mountain Master An’s support, we would have run out of provisions halfway through!”
With such a cacophony of shouts, they should have been disciplined, but Hang Mofeng didn’t stop them because he and all the officers knew that this was exactly what Virtuous King wanted to hear.
Sure enough, hearing the complaints of Hang Mofeng’s troops, Virtuous King smiled and nodded in satisfaction, “That’s right.
Write down any unjust treatnts you rember from the Prefecture Governnt, or report them to your superiors.
We’ll compile them later.”
If one wants to change sothing, transform sothing, or hold sothing in their hands, they need a ‘lever’.
In theory, Virtuous King could indeed command all officials and troops in the entire Hanhai region.
As long as he reported to the Imperial Court, he could even form a new Conquering General and venture into new territories for the dynasty.
But executing orders could be slow, with insufficient funding, or errors that cause serious trouble.
Even continuous responses of “Understood, proceeding” and “Additional military funds are needed” with no actual progress over a year or two are pretty normal.
In the lengthy period after King Jing’s death, officials originally loyal to King Jing were corrupted or had fallen.
They might have been replaced or, in their anxious days, chosen to pledge allegiance to other factions.
Thus, when Virtuous King took office, although he could ‘command’ these very submissive officials, he was never able to exert real power.
But now, through Hang Mofeng, he finally found a point where he could effectively apply pressure.
And An Jing also arrived among the group of Linjiang City residents.
Due to the warming weather, the ice and snow lted, and the solid frozen ground beca overly muddy.
Overly thick clothing also hindered movent, and the journey ho was put on hold.
But this was just as well, as supplies from various places were being rerouted, and a period of rest was needed before the city could be rebuilt.
However, amongst the group, the enthusiasm of the people was high—living in Blessed Spirit Lands was completely different from living in ordinary cities.
Due to the convergence of destiny, cities built on special terrain would see an increase in Martial Artists, and everyone wanted to beco residents of the first city surrounding the Heavenly Sword Mountain Range.
Even the offensive by Iron Li’s factions had paused, even stopped.
The battlefronts cald down as both sides stood off peacefully.
“My child, are you leaving again?”
“Mother, indeed I cannot stay long here, nor can I take you to the Bright Mirror Sect…
Staying in Da Chen is the best for you; both Virtuous King and Heaven’s Will Cult will ensure your safety.”
“I’m not worried about my safety; I’m worried about yours…”
As a Mountain Master and leader, greeted with cheers and salutes by the crowd, An Jing ca to the temporary central tent.
Bai Qinghan, Xu Tai, Cang Linzu, and his mother Shen Mubai were all here.
“Son, this ti your juniors, and this little squirrel you sent to mother, have really been a big help.”
An Jing chatted warmly with his mother for a mont, and Shen Mubai gently patted her forehead, then took out Little Cang: “This little squirrel is small but strong and has protected your mother many tis.
Don’t forget about it.”
“I surely won’t forget.”
An Jing looked at Little Cang and smiled.
The other’s Demon Core was the origin of his path to the Demon Core Way, and from there he comprehended the ‘True Spirit Blood·Ancestral Dragon Lineage’.
In other words, it wouldn’t be wrong to call it his teacher.
An Jing would certainly not mistreat this little squirrel that gave him such great inspiration.
He raised his hand to cultivate a strand of ‘Tai Shi Yuan Evil’, applying it with the Demon Core technique to the tense fur and tail of the very anxious Little Cang on its forehead: “You too are a squirrel with a Fate Pattern, you must cultivate diligently, never slack off.”
“I hope that by the ti I return, you’ll be at least at the peak of Inner Strength.
And if you achieve a Martial ridian, there will be a reward!”
“Squeak, squeak!”
Little Cang imdiately stood straight, and its tail stood erect as if making a promise.
It could sense that An Jing’s aura was more amiable than before, but also more authoritative.
Naturally, it dared not slack off in heeding An Jing’s advice and teachings.
Being looked after by people had been the most comfortable ti of its life, and it would not waste it.
It would definitely cultivate diligently to beco a Great Demon Spirit!
An Jing felt that Little Cang had a real chance—Weng Cuiyu alone would definitely not manage the new Heavenly Sword Mountain Range.
If Little Cang stayed here, it might indeed have the opportunity to beco a Mountain Master or even a Deputy Demon General.
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