"Ancestor master, look, ng Yu's territory isn't bad, right?"
A tall and a short figure arrived at ng Yu's territory.
The taller female, with a sallow complexion, carried an exceedingly large iron sword on her back. She was Su Qingqing, her gentle and beautiful features hidden behind a human skin mask, and this imnse iron sword lessened the troubles the two single won encountered during their travels.
The shorter girl was carefully examining the surrounding scenery, especially so seeds collected from the ground.
She looked carefully, her expression one of confusion and incomprehension.
"This shouldn't be, these seeds, these plants, they've all been improved. How could such a huge change happen in just about ten years? How did ng Yu cultivate them?"
The petite girl, with her face veiled, was now very curious about how ng Yu had acquired these seeds.
After arriving in Great Wu, ng Yu found that while there were high-yield corn, sweet potatoes, and so wheat seeds, the production was still not high enough. And no matter how much gold and silver he had, he couldn't always buy food. So, during a business trip to a certain minor planet, he chatted with a local agricultural company in disguise and anonymously, not only asking them to appraise so common agricultural seeds from Great Wu but also to provide so non-GMO seeds that had not much difference in variety yet yielded more.
ng Yu thought this left no loopholes, and then these seeds took root and sprouted in Great Wu—this was why his territory had enjoyed bumper harvests these last few years.
"I don't understand."
Su Qingqing was utterly confused.
"It's nothing, no one's researching this stuff now. Everyone's pursuing those high-end things. Very few people do seed cultivation anymore, these seeds are so good and interesting. Let's go et ng Yu, my interest in him is growing."
"Alright, ancestor master," Su Qingqing said.
"Also, don't have too high expectations for ng Yu. I know you don't like chaos and death of many people. I was the sa back then, but sotis the more you try to help the ordinary world, the more chaotic it gets. Understand?"
"Understand, understand, thank you ancestor master."
Su Qingqing nodded incessantly. The chaos in Jiangnan had been quelled by the Divine Martial King, largely thanks to the help of the great ancestor master, who descended anonymously and exterminated the Fragrance Sect Leader along with his followers, preventing a major upheaval in Jiangnan.
"Alas, I wonder how things are over there now. That Divine Martial King, will he listen to you, create less slaughter, save more lives, alas... But judging by his deanor, he seems not to heed advice."
The shorter woman sighed, letting out another breath.
If she revealed her cultivation, she might persuade him, but it could lead to even more people dying.
"It's right for the ancestor master not to show her face. Those people from the Xu Family are getting worse with each generation, and the Divine Martial King is not a good person either.
That's why I have high hopes for ng Yu. He's talented and has a good temper. He's characterized as gentle and refined, cultivated and polite, does not take unfair advantage, and is a bit of a pushover as well. I think, ancestor master, your experint could very well be bestowed upon him, a trendous opportunity for him."
"Ah, is his temper really that good?"
Hearing about ng Yu's good temper, the Golden Core Ancestor felt much better.
"Mmm, you also know, he has a very special aura about him, a very scholarly person..."
Su Qingqing did not take ng Yu's money, and what she said was true; after all, even though ng Yu had slain Young Master Yu and many others, compared with other demons and notable generals, she could only say that ng Yu was among the highest in martial skill, yet the best-tempered person she had ever encountered.
As for being scholarly, the Immortal Sect was most adept at teaching out degenerates who appeared cultured. Outsiders would say that all of you are too hypocritical.
The two won continued their way, stopping here and there to see many fine villages and peaceful citizens, until they passed by a tea stall and heard gossip.
"The Divine Martial King is coming. He's going to steal from us."
"Yes, can Young Master ng avoid it this ti?"
"Don't know, let's hope there's no war, no war!"
So were whispering secretly by the roadside, causing Su Qingqing to frown and toss out a piece of silver, waving at soone.
She was not familiar with the current situation.
After she and the great ancestor master killed the Fragrance Sect Leader and the Twelve Elders, the two quickly left. After all, the upcoming bloodshed was unstoppable, the grievances and feuds too complex, even listening seed to sully one's ears.
For example, how the Divine Martial King had slaughtered tens of thousands of disciples of the Fragrance Cult, staining the rivers red, how so many people were implicated and sent one by one to the execution block.
The ancestor master liked researching plants, so she took the ancestor master to various famous mountains and deep valleys, exploring high and low, until they felt it was ti to check on ng Yu.
But now, the Divine Martial King was planning to move against ng Yu?
Last year, when the Divine Martial King asked her to strike down the Fragrance Sect Leader, what had he promised?
He said he would agree to any condition, kneeling before her, saying that Great Wu was in imminent danger and begging her to take action?
She did not ask for gold, silver, jewels, or any territories, but made a seemingly insignificant request.
She expressed her high regard for ng Yu and hoped the Divine Martial King would learn from ng Yu's kindness and morality, and his ability to govern territories, and not to oppose ng Yu.
Then, the Divine Martial King humbly accepted, but once the overall situation was settled, he ca after ng Yu?
She had promised ng Yu with a pat on her chest, hadn't she?
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The people of the Qingfeng Gate did not know that Su Qingqing had co over with the Golden Core Sect Leader, they only knew that a great catastrophe was looming.
Although the Fiery Young Master, ng Yu's combat power was extrely formidable, with twelve Fire Crows and his strong swordsmanship, possibly only the Divine Martial King could rival him among the younger generation. But this ti, the Divine Martial King did not co alone.
This ti, what Qingfeng Gate faced was an elite army, the likes of which Great Wu had never seen since its founding.
The Emperor was gravely ill, so he handed over military power and other authorities to the Divine Martial King. He gathered elite troops from various places at the frontier and rigorously trained them, organizing the great army to march southward.
On their way south, with Su Qingqing's help, they were victorious in every battle, unbeatable in all assaults. Afterward, the assassination of the Fragrance Sect Leader and others further granted him an unprecedented perfect victory.
This victory, in turn, elevated his prestige and tempered the army. Riding on this triumph, he suppressed the major families and sects of Jiangnan. Countless people ca to serve under him, and the spoils from Jiangnan kept his troops well-fed and financially content. The army was more loyal than ever, boldly pressing forward.
It could be said that this army was the strongest force Great Wu had seen in a century, and even the Martial Saint Land had to bow and apologize before them.
So, ng Yu, a re Fiery Young Master, by what ans could he resist the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Imperial Court?
Logically, at this point, ng Yu should bow and admit his errors, offering his submission voluntarily. But the ng Yu right now was a fool!
Before the Fragrance Cult staged their rebellion, they had sent emissaries and the Holy Maiden to make various contacts, suggesting a joint rebellion in the Southeast and Jiangnan, claiming the advantage was on their side. They even offered to provide all kinds of assistance to ng Yu and promised him much.
But ng Yu refused. He said he could not cause chaos in the world and make countless civilians beco holess refugees for his personal gain. Thus, the Flamingo, which should have soared high, beca a loyal dog of the Imperial Court. Not only did he not make harsh demands, but he also willingly provided a significant amount of grain and allowed credit.
Didn't he understand that the Imperial Court would likely never pay him back?
Didn't he understand that by going on like this, being adored and powerful, the Imperial Court could never tolerate him?
And now, as the Imperial Court's army turned back towards him, he actually still had a chance to admit defeat voluntarily. But instead, he directly challenged the Imperial Court, questioning their intentions.
Not only did he bring out various awards and imperial edicts the court had given him in the past, but he even.... even had the villagers in his territory start to arm themselves, including organizing a militia, intending to resist?
What a joke?
The Fragrance Cult had laid low for hundreds of years, continuously rebelling and accumulating countless experiences. With an enlightened and powerful leader, a genius once in a hundred years, and nurous veteran soldiers as the backbone, their followers were trained for five to six years before they had the capital to rebel. And ng Yu, do you want to send soldiers, not fully trained for even a month, to fight against the Imperial Court's elite?
Everyone was terrified, and many people advised against it. But ng Yu wouldn't listen, and even his subordinates were like headstrong young fools!
ng Yu was finished.
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The two won continued on their way, all the while observing everything around them.
Three days later.
"Wang Fugui?"
Su Qingqing frowned as she watched the general who was killing people.
The wanderer turned samurai now wore a battle robe. The scene was bloody, with dozens of bodies lying on the ground, and Wang Fugui was the one who had taken action. He was one of ng Yu's generals and had stood by ng Yu's side when Su Qingqing went to see him.
"You are?"
"I am Su Qingqing."
Removing her human skin mask, she reached out her hand, and a spear ten ters away flew up and landed in her grasp, confirming her identity to Wang Fugui.
"Master Su?"
"Hmm, Wang Fugui, what happened here, with this person?"
The person lying in a pool of blood, whom Su Qingqing also recognized, was another one of ng Yu's subordinates, an old buddy of Wang Fugui. He was still clinging to life.
"Pah, traitor!"
Wang Fugui scoffed coldly and spat on the man.
"His Majesty has granted him imnse favor, abundant riches, and resources for his cultivation. Then, after his cultivation went awry, leading to madness and becoming a cripple, still, His Majesty didn't scorn him. He let him beco a town magistrate and gave him plenty of gold and silver. But when the Divine Martial King's army arrived, look at him, embezzling public funds and trying to flee!"
The man lay on the ground, looking up at Wang Fugui with pleading eyes, but Wang Fugui did not hesitate to chop down with his sword.
Then Wang Fugui's n started to finish off the others lying on the ground one by one.
Bodies were everywhere, creating a grueso scene.
Su Qingqing remained silent, while the woman beside her sighed.
"My sister and I would like to see Mister ng, may we?"
She still wore her veil, stepping back two paces, distancing herself from the blood on the ground.
Fights like this, truly disagreeable, most detestable.
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