Chapter 516: A Sword Comes from Thousands of Miles Away

In Hutou City.

The Beiliang King was inspecting the army.

When this Beiliang King first took office, she was met with great skepticism.

Beiliang is cold and bitter, with a million households of varying fortunes; how many iron-clad soldiers have been wrapped in withered bones.

How could a mere woman sit firmly in the position of Beiliang King?

However, later on, this Female Liang King proved her strength with iron-fisted methods; among civil and military officials, who under her command was not completely submissive?

During this Liang-Mang War, her performance was even more remarkable; she personally led the army in several tough battles, and her performance was truly remarkable—a tiger father indeed has no dog for a daughter.

Xu Weixiong inspected the army, and among the many iron cavalry, infantry, and elite soldiers, the newly created "Shenfeng Army" was particularly eye-catching.

In the Shenfeng Army, almost everyone was a Wulin practitioner who had little connection with the Liyang Imperial Court.

As a unified dynasty, Liyang possessed great national strength. Back then, Xu Xiao rode his horse across the Wulin, snapping the spines of countless Wulin sects; many who knew the times were wise men, secretly attaching themselves to Liyang. Many Wulin experts who had long been famous in the Wulin might also be running dogs secretly raised by the Imperial Court.

The Imperial Court's control over the Wulin was unprecedentedly powerful.

However, it is strange to say. The Liyang Dynasty could be said to control more than half of the Wulin. But great, dashing figures like Wang Xianzhi, Li Chungang, and Deng Taie did not attach themselves to the Imperial Court at all.

And today, there were two unexpected people in the Shenfeng Army.

Capital First Swordsman Qi Jiajie.

Dongyue Sword Pool Sword Sovereign Chai Qingshan.

Both of these people had intricate ties with the Imperial Court, so it was unlikely they would appear in the Beiliang Army.

Furthermore, the two used Rooted Masks, making them difficult to discover.

And when the Female Liang King walked in front of Qi Jiajie, this Capital First Swordsman silently locked a strand of Qi onto Xu Weixiong.

And so.

A sword came from the north.

The sword rose from Dongyue Sword Pool.

……

Dongyue Sword Pool, like the Wu Family Sword Tomb, is a Wulin Holy Land that has existed for a hundred years. The Wulin has always claimed, "The world's sword arts come from two families: one is the Withered Sword of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, and the other is the New Sword of Dongyue Sword Pool," which shows the high status of Dongyue Sword Pool.

Dongyue Sword Pool has the largest and oldest sword furnace in existence, passed down from the Da Feng Dynasty nearly two hundred years ago.

It is said that before the Da Feng Dynasty was destroyed, they threw the Imperial Jade Seal into the furnace, so there is the vast Luck of Da Feng within the sword furnace.

Not long after the young Emperor ascended the throne, the sword furnace was quietly opened, operating day and night without rest; the furnace fire was so vigorous that it could be vaguely seen from ten miles away. Dongyue Sword Pool had to build four high-reaching towers to suppress the Luck around the sword furnace, and Qi Practitioners attached to the Imperial Court guarded outside the towers, hiding the sword Qi and firelight.

Boom!

That newly cast sword, pulled by the Qi from thousands of miles away, broke out of the furnace, turning into a streak of dazzling Jinguang that cut through the long sky, heading toward Beiliang.

Outside the sword furnace, a green-shirted swordsman looked at the departing Flying Sword.

The swordsman was named Song Nianqing, the Sect Master of Dongyue Sword Pool, a First-Rank Expert, and a rare Sword Dao Grandmaster of the current age.

"A sword travels thousands of miles north, I wonder if it can pluck a head."

Song Nianqing muttered to himself.

Back then, Xu Xiao rode his horse across the Wulin, trampling the pride of Dongyue Sword Pool. Now that the Sword Pool is attached to the Liyang Dynasty and working for Liyang, it is already an open secret.

At the suggestion of that young Emperor, this time Dongyue Sword Pool exerted all its strength to cast a new sword, with Qi Jiajie as the sword master, Chai Qingshan assisting, and Qintian Bureau Qi Practitioners bestowing Luck, joining forces to pull it, only then causing this sword to travel thousands of miles.

This sword can not only kill people but also crush Luck.

The battle between Beiliang and Beimang was lukewarm, completely failing to reach the point of mutual destruction that the young Emperor imagined.

Therefore, this sword must be used to add fuel to the Liang-Mang War.

This sword might not be able to kill Xu Weixiong, but it can crush Beiliang's Luck.

And as long as this Female Liang King is injured, as long as Beimang is not stupid, they will not let go of this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.

"With the full support of Liyang, this sword can be considered the pinnacle work of my Dongyue Sword Pool. It is just a pity that the furnace was opened too quickly, and there was no time to name it. This sword, destined to leave a heavy mark in history, is a nameless sword, hehehe..."

……

Eight-hundred-mile Chunshen Lake.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar with a scholarly air stood on the deck of a pleasure boat, holding a cup of tea, admiring the vast scene of Chunshen Lake, and sighed: "Eight-hundred-mile Chunshen Lake, excluding the great Guangling River, has four more rivers pouring into it. What a 'The sun and moon travel, as if coming from within it. The stars are brilliant, as if coming from within it,' how magnificent."

Suddenly, the middle-aged Confucian scholar raised his head, his gaze piercing through the sky, vaguely seeing a streak of golden long light cutting through the sky.

"It seems that the one sitting on the dragon chair is very dissatisfied with the Liang-Mang war." The middle-aged Confucian scholar chuckled: "But this sword still lacks a bit of lethality, let me add fuel to the fire."

A surge of Qi rose from his body, straight into the long sky, attaching to that nameless sword, instantly giving that sword an indescribable sharp Qi.

"Hehe, no matter what, the world is finally in chaos, it's time for me, Xie Guanying, to stretch my limbs." The middle-aged Confucian scholar drank the tea in one gulp, feeling satisfied.

Just at this moment, a white shadow flashed before his eyes, and the White-Clad Military Saint, who had been summoned to quell the rebellion, appeared in front of Xie Guanying, his face slightly cold: "Xie Guanying, what is the meaning of this?"

Xie Guanying teased: "Prince, don't you know my intentions? I am doing this all for your own good."

Bang!

Suddenly, Xie Guanying flew backward, crashing through a cabin, vomiting a mouthful of blood, his face pale.

"Next time, do not act on your own again. I hate people who act on their own."

The White-Clad Military Saint's face was cold as he turned and left.

After returning to his room, he leaned against the window and looked up at the sky.

The white clouds drifted, and he seemed to see that woman who was proficient in literature and military strategy again; although her appearance was ordinary, that demeanor was incomparable.

It is just a pity that they eventually parted ways.

Just now, he could clearly have stopped Xie Guanying, but he did not.

"Cough, cough. Truly a master who is difficult to serve."

Xie Guanying climbed up, laboriously poured himself a cup of tea, crossed his legs, and smiled, feeling relaxed and content.

……

Beiliang.

Hutou City.

The Female Liang King, who was watching the troops being drilled, suddenly looked up and murmured, "It has come."

LiQuezi, standing beside the Female Liang King, scratched his head and asked, "Your Highness, what has come?"

He always felt that this Prince had been speaking in riddles today, as if afraid that he might understand.

"A sword comes from ten thousand miles away," the Female Liang King said in a calm tone.

LiQuezi frowned.

"That person in Taian City is dissatisfied; he wants us and the Northern Barbarians to suffer mutual destruction, but we have achieved victory after victory, and our morale is soaring. This move is not necessarily to kill me, but to break the Luck of Beiliang and give the Northern Barbarians a chance."

LiQuezi vaguely understood, yet did not quite understand.

But soon, LiQuezi understood.

Not only did he understand, but he was also very angry; all the people of Beiliang should be angry.

On this day.

In full view of everyone, a sword came from ten thousand miles away.

Seething with killing intent, it thrust toward the Female Liang King.