Central State, the Capital City.

Inside the Imperial Study.

Jingtai, adorned in a yellow dragon robe, wore a thoughtful expression. He had personally drafted an imperial edict for Wei Jinfeng, the King of Northern Liang, and provided generous silver and yuan crystals, yet received no acknowledgment in return.

Not even a simple "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty," which filled his heart with extreme displeasure.

"Your Majesty,"

Cao Zhengxian, observing Jingtai's somber face below, softly called out.

In truth, Wei Jinfeng's reaction didn't surprise him. After all, the court had essentially set him up this time. Thirty thousand elite soldiers and two True Lords were sent not to the intense Liangzhou battlefield, but to Youzhou.

Anyone would feel resentment.

The only pity was that the Emperor's plan had failed. He initially intended to use the Northern Barbarian Iron Cavalry to completely exhaust the Northern Liang army, at most sacrificing some civilian lives.

But the court was confident in reclaiming the 'lost territory'.

This lost territory didn't solely refer to the Northern Barbarians, but also to Wei Jinfeng, the King of Northern Liang.

Liangzhou, under his years of management, had become like an iron fortress. The people only knew the King of Northern Liang and not the Emperor, almost as if it had been carved out and separated.

And most importantly, of the court's two great kings with different surnames, the King of Zhennan was relatively obedient to the court's decrees, but Wei Jinfeng truly only obeyed when it suited him.

If it was beneficial, then good, but if not, he would directly defy the imperial edict.

Although the Emperor's actions weren't appropriate, they were understandable.

At least, Cao Zhengxian could comprehend them.

"Hmm, what is it?"

Jingtai slowly raised his head, asking with a calm expression.

"According to this old minister's knowledge, in Liangzhou...the court's prestige has fallen to its lowest point. If we continue...I fear Wei Jinfeng will not endure it any longer."

Cao Zhengxian spoke with lowered eyes and an obedient demeanor.

His words weren't very direct, but Jingtai could understand that he wanted him to restrain himself and not push Wei Jinfeng at this critical juncture.

Otherwise, he might really be forced to rebel.

Although the Northern Liang army had suffered heavy losses, with over half its forces decimated, the hearts of everyone in Liangzhou were united, and Wei Jinfeng's prestige had reached an all-time high.

He had not retreated in the face of the seven hundred thousand Northern Barbarian Iron Cavalry, but instead, guarded Liangzhou, which was bound to earn him the love of the people of Liangzhou. If the court wanted to take over Liangzhou while it was weak.

The power it unleashed might be even stronger than before, in its prime!

Even if training new soldiers took time, they still had the advantage of numbers.

"I know."

Jingtai said calmly, his expression unreadable.

"This old minister believes that appeasement should be the priority."

"Hmm."

Seeing that Jingtai's interest was not high, Cao Zhengxian wisely refrained from saying more, and promptly closed his mouth. The atmosphere within the Imperial Study became somewhat silent.

After a long while, Jingtai finally spoke:

"I never expected that the Gujin Royal Court would actually send a Barbarian God to battle this time."

This was what shocked him the most. Apart from the founding war of the nation, it seemed that no Sixth Realm Immortal had taken action in nearly a hundred years, at least not openly.

So this time, the appearance in Liangzhou greatly exceeded his expectations.

"It seems that the Gujin Royal Court has been planning this for quite some time."

"This time, Wei Jinfeng crippled seven hundred thousand Northern Barbarian Iron Cavalry. At least for twenty years, they will not venture south. This can also be considered a good thing. At least...if I make some moves, the troubles in the north will be eliminated."

Whether the Gujin Royal Court or the King of Northern Liang won or lost, he wouldn't suffer too much. If the King of Northern Liang was defeated, he could take the opportunity to reclaim Liangzhou and consolidate the court's foundation. If the Gujin Royal Court and Northern Liang were both heavily damaged,

Then he wouldn't have to worry about the north for some time.

It would also allow him to truly begin his plans with a free hand.

He had been enduring all this time because he didn't want to cause too much of a stir. If the north and south rebelled at the same time, the pressure on the court would be too great.

"Your Majesty is right. By the way, how does Your Majesty plan to deal with Chen Yuan?"

Cao Zhengxian suddenly asked.

He knew very well that Chen Yuan had disobeyed the imperial edict this time. Even if he had made great contributions, the Emperor was already somewhat annoyed.

"Chen Yuan..."

A hint of coldness flashed in Jingtai's eyes.

He was displeased because Chen Yuan insisted on not returning to the capital against his orders. Of course, what truly displeased him wasn't Chen Yuan resisting the Northern Barbarians, but that he suddenly discovered that Chen Yuan, this sharp knife that was about to be forged, was somewhat out of control.

There might be a risk of backlash in the future.

"How is his condition?"

"He still seems to be in a near-death state and hasn't woken up. I imagine there's not much hope."

That was the sacred treasure of Wudang Mountain. How dare he, with his mere Core Realm cultivation, mobilize the power of the masses to activate it? It was simply courting death. The Daoist laws of the Sixth Realm would grind him to dust.

"If he dies, posthumously grant him the title of Marquis and give him a grand burial in the capital. If he doesn't die...we'll discuss it further." Jingtai narrowed his eyes.

Although he was somewhat displeased with Chen Yuan now, if he looked at it from an outsider's perspective, he couldn't help but admit that this kid's talent was terrifying.

How long had it been?

He was already able to kill a Transformation Yang cultivator.

His future prospects were simply limitless, making him somewhat regretful of his talent.

However, the matter of mobilizing the power of the masses made him quite displeased, even disgusted.

Because even he couldn't mobilize the power of the masses for his own use.

"Yes, this old minister obeys."

A smile appeared on Cao Zhengxian's face. He hoped that Chen Yuan would fall into oblivion, lest he cause trouble for him in the future. Chen Yuan, who was already able to kill a Transformation Yang cultivator,

Now had the strength to threaten him.

He felt uneasy.

Very uneasy.

He felt that he might bring him great trouble in the future.

"Issue an edict to transfer the 300,000 troops from Youzhou back to the capital."

Jingtai said in a deep voice.

The war was over, and there was no use in stationing troops in Youzhou. It would only make Wei Jinfeng even more uneasy. It was better to transfer them back as soon as possible.

"Yes."

"I'm tired. Withdraw. I'll go to the Star Gazing Tower tonight."

"Yes."

......

......

Before Wudang Mountain.

The King of Northern Liang's exclusive royal carriage hovered in the void. Wei Jinfeng looked at the towering immortal mountain before him and nodded slightly. He had been to Wudang Mountain many times, but every time he was amazed by its foundation.

A hundred-year dynasty, a thousand-year immortal sect.

There was a reason for this.

Apart from the Great Xia Dynasty founded by Emperor Wu, which could be passed down for a thousand years, no other dynasty could achieve this. The Great Chu, as strong as it was, only lasted eight hundred years.

The void rippled, and Song Yingqiao, the leader of the Seven Sons of Wudang, slowly appeared and bowed to Wei Jinfeng:

"Your Highness."

"Fellow Daoist."

Facing a strong person of the same level, Wei Jinfeng would not maintain his airs. Moreover, Wudang Mountain could be considered his strategic ally. Several crises had been overcome with the help of Wudang Mountain.

Their relationship was very good.

"Chen Yuan is indeed highly valued by Your Highness. You actually personally escorted him with the royal carriage." Looking at Chen Yuan, who was sleeping in the carriage, Song Yingqiao said with a light smile.

He felt a little surprised.

He knew that Wei Jinfeng had suffered injuries in the previous war and would not be able to recover in a few months, but he still personally escorted him.

He really valued him.

"Chen Yuan has given too much for Liangzhou and the Central Plains. It is only right for this king to personally escort him." Wei Jinfeng replied.

He had heard that Chen Yuan had many enemies. Furthermore, in the previous battle of Liangzhou City, he relied on him to crush the Northern Barbarian's plot. It was inevitable that some people would take advantage of this opportunity to attack.

It was safer for him to personally take action.

Although he was injured, he was still at the peak of the Yang God realm, the fourth on the Heaven's List. There were not many people in the world who could be his opponent.

Even if some people harbored ill intentions, they had to restrain themselves.

He wanted Chen Yuan to live, it was that simple.

Song Yingqiao nodded slightly, exchanged a few pleasantries, and with a thought, removed the barrier around Wudang Mountain, inviting Wei Jinfeng to enter the mountain for a chat.

"Can that person really save Chen Yuan?"

Wei Jinfeng still harbored doubts about this.

Although that person was stronger than him, they had not yet exceeded the scope of the 'Transformation Yang' realm. Even he was helpless, and it was difficult for the other party to do anything.

The essence of his visit this time was still to try his luck, thinking that Wudang Immortal Sect had a deep foundation, and perhaps there were some treasures such as spiritual objects and immortal medicines that could be useful to Chen Yuan.

"The Old Celestial Master said it was possible." Song Yingqiao smiled and did not reveal anything else.

The news that the Old Celestial Master had broken through to the Sixth Realm was only known to a few high-level members of the Wudang Immortal Sect. Even if they believed in Wei Jinfeng's character, they would never reveal it.

"That's good."

Taking Chen Yuan, Song Yuanqiao and Wei Jinfeng stopped halfway up the mountain. Song Yuanqiao turned around and looked at Wei Jinfeng and said:

"Your Highness, the Old Celestial Master is not convenient to meet people now, please forgive me."

With Wei Jinfeng's cultivation, as long as he saw the Old Celestial Master's true face, he would definitely be able to see that his cultivation had changed, after all, the Sixth Realm and Transformation Yang were completely different.

Wei Jinfeng stopped, took a deep look at Song Yingqiao, and nodded in silence for a moment:

"In that case, this king will wait on the mountainside."

"Please forgive me, Your Highness."

"It's okay, as long as Chen Yuan is safe and sound."

Wei Jinfeng waved his hand and said indifferently.

Chen Yuan had done great things for him and for Liangzhou, and he could not die.

He was also the only son of Xiang Qianqiu, and there were plans for him, so he could not die even more.

If he died, it was not difficult for him to imagine that Xiang Qianqiu would go crazy.

What was somewhat unexpected was that Chen Yuan had been unconscious and dying for more than ten days, but the other party was still able to hold his breath and had not come to him, which was really surprising.

"Your Highness is right." Song Yingqiao smiled, and after saying that, he directly used his vital essence to control the royal carriage and flew towards the top of the mountain.

In just a moment, he arrived at the forbidden area of Wudang Mountain.

Everything was still as usual.

A Zhenwu Hall, besides that, there was nothing else.

"Old Celestial Master, Chen Yuan has been brought."

Song Yingqiao faced a void and bowed.

The void rippled, a portal appeared, and Chen Yuan's royal carriage involuntarily hovered in the void. The Old Celestial Master's voice slowly came out:

"Well, step back."

"This disciple takes his leave."

Song Yingqiao nodded, turned around and flew away.

He was not a disciple of the Old Celestial Master, and none of the Seven True Sons were. However, the Old Celestial Master was of a high seniority, considered to be at the level of a grand-uncle, so it was normal to call himself a disciple.

After Song Yingqiao had completely left,

From the portal, an old man with gray hair and a solemn expression slowly walked out.

The old man was wearing a purple Taoist robe with mysterious patterns embroidered on it. His figure was not tall, and his appearance was very ordinary, but such an ordinary old man dared not be underestimated in the slightest.

Because he was a Land Immortal.

It was that simple.

"Fellow Daoist Moluo, show yourself."

The Old Celestial Master said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Royal Massacre Saber beside Chen Yuan in the royal carriage glowed, and the figure of Moluo in white slowly appeared. Looking at the Old Celestial Master, he put his hands together and said:

"Greetings, benefactor."

"Thank you for your help this time, Fellow Daoist Moluo."

The Old Celestial Master looked at his somewhat weak state and said.

Previously, when Chen Yuan awakened the Great Emperor phantom in the Zhenwu Sword, Moluo essentially bore most of the pressure. If he were in his prime, it would naturally be easy.

However, his current state was not good. His physical body was gone, his primordial spirit was severely injured, and he did not dare to use the laws of the Dao Realm. His strength was less than 10%.

"As long as Chen Yuan is well, everything is fine." Moluo smiled.

But the implication was that if Chen Yuan was not well, then it would not be so simple.

He had agreed to this person's request because the other party said that they would not let Chen Yuan die. Otherwise, he would never have let Chen Yuan take the risk.

This was the hope of the Dao God Palace and his hope of counterattacking the Spirit Mountain in the future.

The Old Celestial Master understood the meaning of Moluo's words, nodded slightly, and with a thought, Chen Yuan slowly floated up from the royal carriage, calm and silent.

His eyes flashed with a faint light, scanning Chen Yuan, and after pondering for a moment, he said:

"Chen Yuan is fine. The vitality in his body is endless from his bloodline, so he will not die. The current near-death state is because the rules left by the Zhenwu Great Emperor are eroding his vitality.

And because he fought against it, and also mobilized the power of the masses and suffered a backlash, he has reached a strange balance."

Moluo nodded thoughtfully, which was similar to his previous judgment. However, he did not arbitrarily take action to eliminate the rules on Chen Yuan.

After the previous life-and-death battle, Chen Yuan's physical body was already very fragile, and a careless move could lead to his death.

"How to eliminate it?"

"What causes are planted, what fruits are borne. The rules on Chen Yuan were left by the Zhenwu Sword, so naturally the Zhenwu Sword should eliminate them. But in this way, he will suffer the backlash of the power of the masses, and his inner demons will attack him at the same time."

The Old Celestial Master said.

"Is this what you said before, that Chen Yuan will benefit from the disaster and directly break through?"

"With Fellow Daoist Moluo and this poor Taoist here, Chen Yuan has a 50% chance of getting through this. The words I said before will naturally not be empty words."

"50%..." Moluo looked at Chen Yuan's closed eyes, pondered for a moment, and nodded:

"In that case, let's give it a try."

"Okay."

Having obtained Moluo's consent, the Old Celestial Master did not hesitate any longer. With a wave of his hand, the bronze sword enshrined in the Zhenwu Hall let out a sword cry and quickly turned into a stream of light and fell into his hands.

Staring at Chen Yuan, the Old Celestial Master turned his head and glanced at the Zhenwu Immortal Sword, and threw it out casually, hovering above Chen Yuan's head. A powerful and terrifying aura began to slowly rise.

At the same time, Chen Yuan's body also radiated light. It seemed that the rules remaining on his body were slowly separating. After about a quarter of an hour, the Zhenwu Sword let out a sword cry that soared into the sky.

Shattering the clouds in the sky.

Wei Jinfeng, who was waiting on the mountainside, frowned and stared at the sword cry. The disciples of Wudang Mountain also seemed to be alarmed and looked at the void.

Only Zuo Chengzong remained silent, sitting cross-legged on the ground, seemingly suppressing something.

After absorbing the rules from Chen Yuan, the Zhenwu Sword turned around and returned directly to the Zhenwu Hall, as if it had never moved.

Moluo, who had been staring at Chen Yuan's physical body, finally discovered that he, who had been silent for a long time, had his eyelashes slowly twitching, as if he was about to wake up.

However, he knew the stakes at this time and did not disturb Chen Yuan.

Once the rules were gone, it would be the joint backlash of the power of the masses and inner demons.

Originally, Chen Yuan had condensed his primordial spirit in advance, and if he wanted to break through to the Transformation Yang realm, it would be twice the result with half the effort. However, after being hit by the power of the masses and his injuries, his advantage was not only gone, but it was also more dangerous.

It was hard to say whether it was a blessing or a curse.

In the void, Chen Yuan's consciousness slowly woke up. He could sense the surrounding situation. For example, Moluo's aura was beside him, which made him relieved.

Fortunately, he won the bet and didn't die!

But before he could open his eyes, suddenly, his consciousness suddenly fell, as if falling into an abyss.

His ears were filled with familiar and unfamiliar voices.

"Chen Qing envoy, let's go, Lao Chang will take you to find a woman, I guarantee she will be very juicy."

"Good kid, haha, you are worthy of being the number one genius in the Central Plains."

"Brother Chen, Wu Que has an older sister, who is..."

"Chen Qing envoy, I said before that I would invite you to taste my craftsmanship, don't worry, come and taste it, it is definitely a delicacy in the world, I directly put a spoonful of Sanhua Lingniang..."

"Candied gourd, candied gourd."

"Hey, what are you doing..."

"Hahaha..."

Endless voices accurately entered Chen Yuan's ears. Even if he didn't want to listen, there was no way. These voices seemed to be able to penetrate into his mind.

When the surrounding voices became smaller and the surroundings became silent again, Chen Yuan tried his best to open his eyes, but found that he had become a different person.

A very unfamiliar person.

He became a soldier of the Northern Liang Army's Fire Character Camp, training, killing enemies, and repeating the time every day.

It was as if he had spent his whole life following him.

But at this time, Chen Yuan was like an onlooker.

Then the scene in front of him suddenly changed and he became an ordinary person again. Su Tan Novel Network

Three,

Ten,

One hundred...

As the number of people transformed increased, Chen Yuan's self-awareness became smaller and smaller.

When he became the ten thousandth person, he had forgotten that he was Chen Yuan and became a new existence. His identity was a Jianghu knight...

While Chen Yuan's consciousness was sinking, the cracks on the heavenly elixir in his physical body's Dantian became larger and larger.

The faint divine light flickered on and off, constantly flowing.

The wind and clouds in the void seemed to be mobilized and were gradually gathering, and the center of the gathering was Chen Yuan.

"Benefactor, this..." Moluo looked at the peaceful smile on Chen Yuan's face and suddenly felt something was wrong. However, the most taboo thing during the breakthrough process was to be disturbed, which would only make things worse.

The Old Celestial Master's eyes flickered, and a ray of Dao rhyme enveloped Chen Yuan's body.

Suddenly, just as the Old Celestial Master was about to use some means, his brows furrowed, and he looked up at the east, his eyes full of incomprehension and surprise.

Looking at his gaze, Moluo also seemed to sense something, quickly turned his gaze to the east, and then his eyes fell on Chen Yuan's body.

Because in the distant east, a noble purple aura was slowly coming...

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First, I wish you all a happy National Day!

Afterwards, I would like to ask you all for the guaranteed monthly tickets at the beginning of the month. During the double period, it would be a waste not to vote, haha.

I hope everyone will support me. Old Chen will officially become Transformation Yang tomorrow.

He is now in the process of breaking through!

Can everyone vote for monthly tickets to help Lord Chen get rid of inner demons and the power of the masses?