Chapter 29

Ever since the soul lamp of the First Prince Ji Zhengyang went out that day, Ji Huamao had the Military Intelligence Department investigate. Before the news from the Military Intelligence Department was sent back, the Sixth Prince returned to the capital and told Ji Huamao his guess.

Regarding the Sixth Prince's statement, Ji Huamao was half-believing.

Because no matter from which aspect, the Sixth Prince was the biggest beneficiary in these few events.

Since that's the case, what he said certainly had no credibility.

Ji Huamao's first reaction was that the Sixth Prince was absolving himself of blame.

The First Prince Ji Zhengyang was killed by someone the Sixth Prince sent, and that mysterious body cultivator was also the Sixth Prince's person. As for the so-called Senior Brother of Tianjian Peak of the Youxian Sect, it was just a scapegoat found by the Sixth Prince.

Even with such a guess, Ji Huamao did not expose the Sixth Prince on the spot, but continued to let the spies of the Military Intelligence Department collect information.

Not long after, the Military Intelligence Department really learned about the intelligence regarding Han Yu from the rumors released by the Youxian Sect.

This made Ji Huamao's doubts even greater.

He felt that the news released by the Youxian Sect was too deliberate, and it was very likely that they were bluffing, but Ji Huamao did not dare to gamble.

If he gambled wrong, that would be sacrificing the national destiny of the entire Dayan Imperial Family. He couldn't afford to provoke the aristocratic families from the Shangzhou.

After thinking for a long time, Ji Huamao had the heart to probe. The Dayan Imperial Family could not take action, so he pushed the Chihuo Dynasty to the forefront.

If that Senior Brother of Tianjian Peak named Han Yu really had some big background, then he could take the Chihuo Dynasty as a scapegoat, while he himself stayed out of it.

After the plan was implemented, Ji Huamao had been paying attention to the news of Han Yu and Ji Yanling. Now that the two finally left the Youxian Sect, he was even more expectant.

Several days passed like sand slipping through fingers.

Han Yu accompanied Ji Yanling to wander around the Chihuo Dynasty, tracking the trail of the flower-picking thief Ji Bochang according to the intelligence information given by Tianji Peak.

During this period, the Chihuo Dynasty was not very peaceful everywhere, and wars were going on between various counties.

From time to time, military cultivators would line up and pass by, and the rolling blood-baleful aura was very terrifying. If ordinary Qi cultivators encountered it, the spiritual power in their bodies would probably be suppressed.

Among the Hundred Schools of Thought, military cultivators are best at killing. As long as they experience the baptism of war, their growth speed is extremely fast.

A ten-thousand-man legion of the military school, even if most of them are low-level cultivators, can rely on numbers to compete with Primordial Spirit Realm cultivators.

The tactic of "ants biting an elephant to death" is what military cultivators are best at.

Even Wang Realm Qi cultivators, many are unwilling to provoke military cultivators.

No matter how strong the Wang Realm is, hundreds of thousands of military cultivators swarming up can exhaust them to death.

The most powerful point of military cultivators is that the entry is extremely simple.

Even a mortal, as long as they practice the military school's Great Dao, after short-term training, can become a qualified soldier.

Therefore, in this turmoil in the Chihuo Dynasty, many wealthy merchants and big families with assets seized the opportunity to train legions and began to occupy land and become kings.

The royal family of the Chihuo Dynasty did not expect that they had only killed a Zhao family, which caused such a big commotion.

They hurriedly asked the major princes of the Chihuo Dynasty to send troops to suppress the rebellion. Who knew that the more they suppressed, the more chaotic it became. Now there are flames of war everywhere, and those princes took the opportunity to divide the national destiny of the Chihuo Dynasty, all wanting to split the land and divide the territory.

This made the difficulty for Han Yu and Ji Yanling to find the flower-picking thief soar.

Han Yu felt a bit tired, and Ji Yanling also felt that finding a person in such a place that was as chaotic as a pot of porridge was no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.

She sighed, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Senior Brother, I have a good idea. We can find Zhao Hongying first. She has quite a lot of strength here, and she has many subordinates, so it should be easier to find someone."

Han Yu nodded.

"Okay, this is a good idea. There is a Red-Clad Army in the east, which is an army formed by the Zhao family. They have already occupied several counties, so they should be easier to find."

The two hit it off and immediately flew with swords, heading east.

Ji Yanling is also a Four Extremes Realm cultivator, and her spiritual power intensity is very high. The speed of flying with a sword is frighteningly fast, no less than that of a Primordial Spirit Peak cultivator.

However, no matter how fast Ji Yanling flew with her sword, Han Yu could easily keep up. Not long after, the two arrived at the occupied area of the Red-Clad Army.

Just after arriving there, they ran head-on into a siege battle.

I saw more than 100,000 military cultivators with rolling baleful aura, forming military formations one after another, using various tools created by Artisan cultivators, constantly fighting and battling with the cultivators in the city.

The city walls here are hundreds of feet high. Under the operation of the array, the surrounding spiritual power was drained, and it was impossible to fly with weapons at all.

The cultivators attacking the city threw out palm-sized things, injected spiritual power into them, and in a few breaths, they turned into cloud ladders hundreds of feet high.

There were also suction cup-like things on both sides of the ladder, tightly adhering to the surface of the city wall, gripping it very firmly.

A group of military cultivators were agile, easily leaping several feet high, tightly grasping the ladder, climbing up the city wall as nimbly as apes, and began to fight and kill.

Han Yu saw the fighting style of these military cultivators and was amazed, comparing them in his heart.

Between the same level, it is difficult to determine who wins and who loses when a Qi cultivator fights a military cultivator.

But when 10,000 Qi cultivators fight 10,000 military cultivators, there is no doubt that the latter will definitely win.

Just the rolling baleful aura condensed by the legion is probably enough to make the strength of the Qi cultivators greatly discounted.

Ji Yanling was also looking at the city wall from afar and saw a familiar figure.

That was a spirited young girl. She was wearing armor and holding a six-foot long spear, constantly picking off the enemies climbing the city wall.

This person is undoubtedly Zhao Hongying. After not seeing her for a few months, she has also entered the Primordial Spirit Realm.

The city wall is very wide, as long as more than ten feet.

She stood on the city wall battlefield, stimulating her Primordial Spirit Dharma Image. That was a military war god holding a long spear. The long spear swept across suddenly, and hundreds of enemies were directly knocked away, falling heavily to the ground, with dozens of people dying on the spot.

With Zhao Hongying there, the enemy couldn't kill their way up at all.

The soldiers on that battlefield breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't rejoice for long. Among the enemies climbing the city wall, several suddenly erupted with cultivation.

A full five people, all of them are Primordial Spirit Realm cultivation!

They stimulated their Primordial Spirit Dharma Images, transformed into giants dozens of feet high, and surrounded Zhao Hongying.

"Hahaha, little girl of the Zhao family, we are surrounding you today, let's see how you escape!"

A giant condensed from mountain stones roared, holding two spirit tool round hammers, and smashed toward Zhao Hongying suddenly.

Zhao Hongying didn't dare to hold back, immediately stimulated her physique, and a fire-red big snake crawled out from her body, rushing straight to the face of the mountain stone giant.

This is Zhao Hongying's Fire Snake Spirit Body. After being tempered during this period, plus obtaining some adventures, it has now been promoted to the ranks of top-tier spirit bodies, second only to Saint Body prodigies.

Seeing Zhao Hongying stimulate her spirit body, the five Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouses sneered.

"As expected of a spirit body genius, the combat power is amazing, but we want to see how long you can last!"

The five were not afraid, as if they had already decided on Zhao Hongying.

Although they did not have special physique support, as veteran Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouses, they were stronger in many places.

Plus there were more people, as long as there was enough time, they could definitely exhaust Zhao Hongying to death.

"Hehe, what about a special physique? It's just faster cultivation speed and higher combat power at the same level. To put it bluntly, you are still a yellow-haired girl!"

"Daring to rebel, your ending is doomed. This old man really wants to try what it feels like to kill a genius!"

Several Primordial Spirit Realm powerhouses surrounded and attacked while provoking, and attacking the heart is also a tactic.

Zhao Hongying didn't care about their sarcasm in her heart, but she also knew very well that if this continued, even if she didn't die, those soldiers guarding the city would die.

"Didn't expect that in order to destroy my Zhao family, the royal family mobilized so many powerhouses here, ignoring the turmoil in other places at all."

"Now it seems that I have to fight for my life."

"It's a pity, I still want to see what the Wang Realm is like!"

Zhao Hongying sighed in her heart. She was preparing to cast a secret technique to burn her potential in exchange for an increase in combat power.

This means that she will lose the qualification to impact the Wang Realm and will at most be a Primordial Spirit Realm in the future.

For a genius second only to the Saint Body, this loss is really too great.

But now, she has no choice.

Zhao Hongying hardened her heart and was about to fight hard. At this moment, a crisp and cold voice sounded.

"A bunch of old men, bullying a little girl, do you still want your faces!"