Chapter 171: God Lord

"Cultivation is not something achieved overnight; you don't need to be too anxious." Qin Yang said.

At that moment, a figure walked in.

Seeing the other party appear, Feng Yuan and the others instantly became nervous.

"Don't worry, it's my junior brother Wen Gu."

Only then did Feng Yuan and the others let out a breath of relief.

The other party approached silently, and they didn't sense it at all.

If the other party hadn't shown themselves openly, they probably wouldn't have noticed the arrival at all, and the other party could silently kill any of them.

Such strength can be called terrifying.

"Greetings, Senior Brother."

Wen Gu spoke up and bowed to Qin Yang.

"From today onward, you will be stationed in Xu Prefecture, guarding the safety of the Fu family there, and at the same time guide them in cultivation."

Qin Yang said.

"Yes."

Wen Gu nodded.

Afterwards, he again said with a bitter face, "Senior Brother, is this little strength of mine really enough?"

"You're at late Nascent Soul, about to reach Spirit Transformation; in other sects, you'd be an elder of a lineage, and even their sect leaders might not be stronger than you—do you think you can handle it?"

Qin Yang gave Wen Gu a glance.

Wen Gan's confidence instantly surged, and he excitedly said, "I understand, Senior Brother, rest assured; I'm here, Xu Prefecture will definitely not encounter any trouble."

Qin Yang saw through his thought.

He immediately reminded, "I'm talking about some medium-sized sects; the strong ones of big sects are as numerous as clouds, still many experts, not as simple as you think; however, ordinary big sects won't clash with us, and if we can't win, just report your master's name."

"Is the master very famous in the cultivation world?"

Wen Gu asked curiously.

Qin Yang nodded and said firmly, "Enemies are everywhere; as long as you mention your master's name, most people know him."

Wen Gu gulped.

In this situation, reporting one's master's name—could it be a wish to die?

Qin Yang glanced at him, both laughing and crying.

"Look at your prospects; the master's thousand-year demon subduing makes enemies everywhere normal, he's still alive to this day, and no one dares to provoke him—could you possibly think it's because the master hides better?"

"Isn't that the case?" Wen Gu asked somewhat foolishly.

Qin Yang rolled his eyes, looked speechless, and said, "You say there might be a chance that our master is invincible under heaven; even if they know where he is, those enemies know they can't beat him, so they dare not act."

Wen Gu suddenly looked enlightened.

"I understand, my master Baiyun Daozhang has the bearing of an immortal and is invincible under heaven."

"Don't read so many novels."

Qin Yang was so angry he laughed.

"This bunch of lively treasures—can they really guard a region? He really had some doubts."

And Feng Yuan and the others also figured it out.

It turned out the strongest wasn't Qin Yang, but their master—who has subdued demons for a thousand years, enemies everywhere, yet still lives freely, truly invincible under heaven.

The martial world and the cultivation path are actually quite similar.

The strong are honored.

As long as one's strength is sufficient, having enemies everywhere is no matter; even if the whole world is against you, there's nothing to fear.

Realizing this, Feng Yuan and the others felt more relieved.

With such a backing, what do they have to fear?

If there were absolutely no risk, what would justify such a great opportunity falling to oneself?

"Huh, they're cultivating the 'Divine General Technique'—such a powerful art, and you, Senior Brother, actually passed it to them; even in a big sect, this technique could serve as the core cultivation method for core disciples."

Wen Gu said in surprise.

At that moment, Feng Yuan and the others realized that what Qin Yang gave them was certainly not run-of-the-mill, but a genuine top-tier technique.

This made them feel even more grateful toward Qin Yang.

"The 'Divine General Technique' cultivates extremely fast, has low talent requirements; as long as one has sufficient perseverance, one can reach the peak—it's the most suitable technique for them." Qin Yang explained.

That's how it is.

Everyone at the Fu Family Martial Hall understood.

This was putting themselves in their shoes, considering them.

Martial practitioners absolutely lack no perseverance; otherwise, merely wanting to cultivate true qi wouldn't be that easy, and those lacking perseverance would be eliminated.

There is no profound method.

For a martial practitioner to cultivate true qi, they need to endure much hardship, and success is not guaranteed.

"The affairs here are entrusted to you; later you'll connect with Fu Zhi, be polite—he's your sister-in-law's brother."

"Sister-in-law, rest assured, I definitely won't bully your brother."

Wen Gu patted his chest and said.

"I believe you."

Su Nuan Yue smiled lightly.

Afterwards, the two left this place.

And Wen Gu began to introduce himself to Feng Yuan and the others, exchanging contact information.

This way, in the future, if anything comes up, we can communicate better.

The next day, Qin Yang and the others left.

In Xuzhou's business district, Fu Zhi is keeping watch, and the underground world has the Feng family.

And Dragon Pavilion's influence over the government office goes without saying.

In this way, the whole of Xuzhou is considered to be firmly under the control of Qin Yang's lineage.

Once there is any disturbance, it is easy to notice.

"One Xuzhou is not enough; there are other important places in Long Guo."

Qin Yang said.

The roots of the Hunting God are too vast, extending to every place in Long Guo.

He wants to uproot them completely, but it's not that easy.

Moreover, the headquarters of the Hunting God is likely not in Long Guo.

"We'll take our time; we have plenty of time."

Su Nuan Yue said.

Qin Yang nodded.

Abroad, in a manor.

"Divine Lord, Xuzhou is now completely under Qin Yang's control, with a late Nascent Soul expert holding the fort; should we strike them and take Xuzhou?"

A black-robed man stood there, asking toward the inside of the room.

"No need, they're waiting for us to make a move now; killing a Nascent Soul expert requires dispatching a Spirit Transformation-level master, which would expose too much; we need to wait for that old coot Baiyun to assault the path to immortality."

The Divine Lord's voice came forth, gender indiscernible, calm as a dead pool.

"Yes, and Chris left Qin Yang and returned to the West; should we take her down?"

The black-robed person continued to ask.

"That's the Holy Emperor's old coot's opponent; we don't need to worry about it. Remember, my goal has never been these barbarian lands; I want to go home. By then, Long Guo will completely become my pocket."

The black-robed man's expression was frenzied.

He also wanted to go home.

After plotting for so many years, now only Baiyun remains as an obstacle.

"Alright, go down."

"Yes."

The black-robed man withdrew.

"Baiyun, how much longer can you endure? If you don't assault the path to immortality, you'll end up undergoing body dissolution and becoming a Sǎnxiān; are you really willing?"

A light laugh came forth, carrying a hint of mockery.

Here returned to calm.

Nan Cheng, Baiyun Lao Dao formed hand seals; his time is short.

"Looks like we need to make some preparations in advance."

Baiyun Lao Dao sighed.

His path has come to an end.