Chapter 1449: The unbookable meeting

Evil people will also bleed, will also be injured... will also die! But if people are always afraid to resist, always waiting for others to take revenge for themselves, then they have to continue to be oppressed, continue to be bullied, and continue to be as humble as grass in the mud and dust in the sun.

Waiting, relying on, and asking, how can you wait for the justice you want? There will always be people who can't wait, and decide to try it themselves! "They use the identity of the model because they hope to gain the power of the model." Regarding this, He He Lingchuan has nothing to blame.

Dispersing the haze of numbness and sowing the seeds of resistance, isn't this the future that the Great Emperor Jiuyou hopes to see?

"However, the dead in Xiajiao are all ordinary rich households and well-off families. I haven't seen them have any great evil crimes—at least not on the surface."

"Where is Xiajiao?"

"Between Mangzhou and Tianshui City." Wan Sifeng whispered, "That is in the Yao Nation."

He He Lingchuan pressed his knuckles, making a clicking sound: "From the time, after the Great Emperor Jiuyou killed Xue Zongwu, he

"Seems like it."

Dong Rui interrupted: "Wait, how many people died in the Lower Jiao?"

"In the six towns of the Lower Jiao, five households died within two days! Their homes were completely ransacked." Wan Si Feng said, "It seems someone is using the name of the Black Armored Army to kill and steal wealth."

"It's inevitable." The greater the reputation of the Black Armored Army, the more people will impersonate them, whether for good or evil.

"If this continues, the reputation of the Black Armored Army will be ruined." Dong Rui rubbed his nose. "Guess what the Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds will do?"

"How would I know?" He He Lingchuan laughed. "But I think he probably won't take any action."

"Why?"

"He killed Xue Zongwu just a moment ago, and then people in the Lower Jiao started impersonating them and killing innocent people." He He Lingchuan analyzed. "This is too fast. Before the news of Xue Zongwu's death spread, the name of the Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds was not as loud in the Yao Nation as it was elsewhere. Who would think of using his name to kill and rob?"

"So this is likely a trap. The Black Armored Army is elusive, and one of the important reasons is that no one can predict their targets, and no one can estimate where this army will appear, so there is naturally no way to prevent or track them." He He Lingchuan drank the last of his wine. "If the Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds goes to catch these impostors who kill and rob, he is abandoning his greatest advantage and actively exposing his targets to the enemy. The action would no longer be as untraceable as an antelope hanging its horns."

"If someone is plotting in the dark, which force do you think it would be?"

"There are quite a few forces that hate the Great Emperor of the Nine Netherworlds now; I can't even count them on my fingers. Maybe there are even Heavenly Gods following behind him. So let's put this matter aside for now." He He Lingchuan made a decision. "There are still several difficult hurdles to pass in the Tianshui City ahead."

Not long after He He Lingchuan returned to the post house, Fan Shuang also returned, looking a bit embarrassed: he had failed to apply for a specific time for He He Lingchuan to meet the monarch.

Tianshui City at the moment is a place where ten thousand nations come to pay tribute; just receiving envoys from all over is enough to keep the Yao King busy. Small forces like the Yangshan Archipelago usually have no chance to see the monarch's face; being able to see a few ministers is already quite good. However, He He Lingchuan is a specially invited guest, so the Yao King might spare some time to see him.

Perhaps.

He He Lingchuan had no particular emotion, just smiling and patting Fan Shuang on the shoulder: "No matter, it actually saves me trouble. It would be best if the monarch keeps forgetting about me. Once the birthday ceremony ends, I will have completed my mission."

He knew clearly in his heart that the Yao King was currently furious over the death of Xue Zongwu; how could he have the heart to pay attention to a small force from out of town like him?

Fan Shuang added: "Does Brother He remember General Xue Zongwu whom we met when we first got off the boat? I only learned after entering the palace just now that he was assassinated and died in Mangzhou!"

He looked full of sighs.

The Soul-Consuming Mirror was disdainful: "What does his death have to do with you? What are you sighing so hard for?"

"How could that be!" He He Lingchuan looked shocked. "General Xue is so formidable; is that someone an ordinary person could kill?"

"The murderer is the leader of the Black Armored Army!"

Commander Zhao also brought the palace guards in, and there was an uproar upon hearing this.

"General Xue was actually assassinated?" Xue Zongwu had formidable combat power and many personal followers. When everyone heard this news, their first reaction was disbelief. "Even if the opponent is the Black Armored Army, that is, that is..."

That is too outrageous. A great general of the Yao Nation with numerous battle achievements actually lost to that grass-roots bandit who hides his head and shows his tail?

Xue Zongwu, who had enemies all over the world, did not end up dying on the battlefield wrapped in horse hide, but died inexplicably in his father-in-law's villa? "Assassinating our nation's great general within our own borders!" Fan Shuang was indignant. "Arrogant and domineering! This is a declaration of war!"

He He Lingchuan asked enthusiastically: "Could it be an enemy impersonating them? I guess General Xue has quite a few enemies."

"A dragon-head pattern also appeared at the Xiaotao Shanzhuang, and it lasted for three days before fading." Fan Shuang said, "As far as I know, that is the mark of the Black Armored Army; it's the real deal."

He He Lingchuan was indifferent: "There are thousands of supernatural powers in the world; there are quite a few that can achieve this effect, right?"

"Who knows?" Fan Shuang wrung his hands: "The Yao people always say that the Black Armored Army doesn't dare to commit crimes in the Yao Nation. Could it be that they heard this sentence?"

The Yao people all say so; who knows where the Black Armored Army heard it.

He sighed again: "And it had to be before my King's birthday ceremony. Sigh, it's an eventful autumn."

Even he knew that the current situation was delicate, where one move affects the whole body, and He He Lingchuan naturally understood it even more. He sighed: "I even told General Xue that I wanted to pay him a visit in Tianshui City. Who knew... Sigh!"

Commander Zhao and Fan Shuang both sighed along with him, thinking to themselves that he was being hypocritical; who doesn't remember the two of you confronting each other by the river?

As the hot water poured, the green fruit suddenly split open, took root and sprouted in the celadon brush washer, growing leaves and stems, actually growing into the shape of ginseng, with a fat main trunk, a pile of aerial roots growing below, and a few small green leaves on top.

Then the main trunk changed, with concavities and convexities within a dozen breaths, finally taking shape, actually looking a bit like a human face.

Very blurry, like an abstract painting.

During this period, Xin Yi didn't sit and wait, but took out a bag of five-spice water chestnuts, peeling and eating while doing so, very comfortably.

After a few more breaths, the face on the Soapberry tree suddenly moved, and an old voice sounded.

"Using Soapberry fruit again?"

"Uh-huh." Xin Yi was not surprised, snapping open another water chestnut. "Saving a little is a little. You know, long-distance communication consumes the most energy."

"How was the trip to Panlong City? You've been there for more than a month."

"Zhong Sheng can be called a hero. He doesn't have many generals under him, but they can all stand on their own."

"Panlong City is a small place after all." The Soapberry manikin said. "What about Lady Mitian and General Hong?"

"Lady Mitian hasn't shown his face. I've only seen General Hong twice, and she is indeed different from ordinary divine descent bodies."

"How so?"

"A strength that exceeds her age and cultivation. She must be able to use Lady Mitian's divine power!"

"At the time of divine descent..."

"It's not divine descent, it's just normally!" Xin Yi was very sure. "If Lady Mitian descended, I would definitely know. But she has always been a mortal body, yet Lady Mitian's divine power ripples on her!"

"In this world today, no mortal can carry the power of a Heavenly God." The Soapberry manikin said. "Either Lady Mitian has modified her body, or General Hong has a way to temporarily house Lady Mitian's divine power so that it doesn't destroy her body."

It paused and said, "If Lady Mitian finds a way to release more divine power into the human world, that's really not good news for us."

"I will continue to observe General Hong and Lady Mitian." Xin Yi drank a cup of hot tea. "This tea is not bad... As for the Black Flood Dragon Mark, Zhong Sheng has already told me that it is a naturally grown totem. Within its range of influence, not only is the weather favorable and the harvest plentiful, but even spiritual energy and nightmare energy will not be sucked away."

"Not even spiritual energy?" The Soapberry manikin asked, "Are you sure?"

"I set up a small spiritual gathering array nearby, and indeed I couldn't collect spiritual energy." Xin Yi changed to a comfortable sitting posture. "If the Black Flood Dragon Mark could be spread across the world, it would be a heavy blow to the Heavenly Demons."

"What kind of good news is that?" The Soapberry manikin was dissatisfied and hummed. "But the characteristics of this mark are inherited from the Divine Venerable, and they don't really like us, only caring about the humble masses. From this point of view, it must be the manifestation of the Divine Venerable's will."

Xin Yi chuckled. "Humble? This world has long been the world of humans. You've been hiding in the cave for too long; you should come out and see for yourself."

The Soapberry manikin said lightly, "If it weren't for them, how could the Heavenly Demons suck nightmare energy so smoothly? Hmm, have you found the cause? Why did Panlong City get the Black Flood Dragon Mark?"

"No clues yet." Xin Yi shook his head. "The Divine Venerable's actions have always been baffling."

"In your opinion, can Panlong City be used by us?"

"Facing the threat of Between Beijia, Panlong City's desire to rely on Spirit Mountain is very urgent. I see that Zhong Sheng's relationship with Lady Mitian may not be harmonious either. It shouldn't be difficult to win him over, as long as we provide some appropriate assistance." Xin Yi paused here. "However, the young general under him is wary of me. Today he even came to ask me a question—where does the spiritual energy that immortals pour into the cave-heaven blessed lands come from?"

The Soapberry manikin was silent for a while. "That's not a good question... Did he want to ask, or was he instructed by Zhong Sheng to ask?"

"I think this should be his own doubt." Xin Yi said. "If Zhong Sheng noticed this, he should directly consult Lady Mitian. Lady Mitian would give him the answer; he doesn't need to ask me."

"Sure enough, there are a few thorns everywhere." The Soapberry manikin asked him, "For this person, do you want to...?"

"No need." Xin Yi said decisively. "In the upcoming battle, he will be a main general; without him, the battle on the east side of Panlong City will be hard to fight. Besides, even if Zhong Sheng knows, so what?"

"He is already an enemy of Between Beijia, and Lady Mitian is unreliable. Besides relying on Spirit Mountain, does his most precious Panlong City have a second way out?" He peeled another water chestnut and crunched it. "Humans are best at compromising; these superiors among humans will figure out the trade-offs."

"As long as you are sure." The Soapberry manikin said again, "We just received news that the strongest nation on the Flash Gold Plain, the Yao Nation, has led its subjects to convert to the Spirit Void Gods."

Xin Yi's action of chewing the water chestnut paused for two seconds. "Didn't they originally believe in the Shali Heaven?"

"It shows that the struggle in the Divine Realm is fierce." The Soapberry manikin said. "Taking advantage of the prosperity of the Emperor Flowing Pulp and the gradual recovery of spiritual energy, I hope this time we can turn the tide in one fell swoop."

It said to Xin Yi, "Spirit Mountain needs a powerful human force that can fight Between Beijia. Please be sure to complete this mission."

After saying this, the Soapberry manikin became stiff, and many bubbles appeared all over its body.

Xin Yi knew that the person talking to him had left.