Chapter 758: Yue Qingxian, the Black Wolf King

"So, are you going to be beaten into submission by me, or will you surrender voluntarily?"

The Champion Marquis stood with his hands behind his back, his entire being suffused with an intense sense of oppression, as if the surrounding air currents and light could not bear it and were beginning to twist.

That peerless, domineering aura surged in all directions as if it were a physical force; the Herdsmen had long since knelt on the ground, shivering.

Although the Moon Goddess possessed the strength of a Ghost Immortal or even a Thunder Tribulation expert, she had only recently gained consciousness and lacked experience, so she was completely suppressed by this aura. She stared blankly at the man before her, as if too shocked to speak.

"Hmm, this Marquis understands. Although you are a God, you are a girl after all, and thin-skinned. Since you won't speak, I will take it that you agree. Come with me." Watching the silent Moon Goddess, the Champion Marquis spread his five fingers and slowly pushed forward; his entire palm seemed to expand infinitely, giving rise to a feeling that it could encompass the four corners of the universe.

"I, I do not agree!"

The Moon Goddess finally reacted, and with a point of her jade finger, a silver radiance resembling moonlight shot out.

This seemingly gentle silver radiance possessed the power to pierce through the vacuum and could even break through the defenses of a Ghost Immortal; it was terrifying to the extreme.

But unfortunately, when it struck the palm of the Champion Marquis, it left only a faint white mark. Immediately after, the massive palm force completely enveloped and gripped the Moon Goddess, binding every inch of her body so she could not move.

"Haha, come away with this Marquis."

After the Champion Marquis used his methods to trap the Moon Goddess, he laughed heartily and his figure broke through the air and departed.

The Herdsmen on the grassland shivered, and it was a long time before they dared to lift their heads, but the figures of the Champion Marquis and the Moon Goddess were already gone.

In the time that followed, people were filled with fear and anxiety because their Moon Goddess could no longer protect the tribe. Finally, under the guidance of the tribe's High Priest, the entire tribe established a new faith—the Golden Wheel Heavenly God, whose statue was a man who looked like the golden wheel of the sun in the sky, radiating intense dominance and appearing as if he would never perish.

……

The Champion Marquis's trip to the grassland had a great harvest.

A Heavenly Pillar Divine Stone.

A Saintess of the Supreme Path.

A newly born God.

The Moon Goddess was one of his own, so naturally, she could not walk on foot like the Saintess of the Supreme Path, and this woman also needed some mental counseling to make her completely submit.

Thus, the Champion Marquis got a carriage.

Inside the spacious, bright, and elegantly decorated carriage, the Champion Marquis closed his eyes to rest, while the Moon Goddess sat upright, a look of nervousness appearing from time to time on her cold and beautiful face, looking very uneasy.

As for Su Mu, she acted as the coachman outside the carriage.

To have the Saintess of the Supreme Path act as a carriage driver—it is likely that even Meng Shenji did not have such treatment.

The Moon Goddess cautiously glanced at the Champion Marquis and said softly, "My Lord?"

The Champion Marquis slowly opened his eyes: "Do not address me as My Lord."

"Then how should I address you?"

"Call me Young Master Yu, or Mr. Yu will also do."

"..." The Moon Goddess truly could not connect this tyrannical, domineering, and arrogant fellow with "Young Master" or "Mr.", but she still spoke rather awkwardly: "I wonder, I wonder what it would take for you to let me go?"

The Champion Marquis lifted the carriage curtain, cast his gaze toward a wisp of white cloud in the high sky, and said in a drifting tone: "Meeting me is your good fortune. If you want to leave now, I will certainly not stop you."

"Really?" The Moon Goddess was immediately moved; although she was a newborn God, she had her own pride. Since she could gain freedom, why should she be a slave or a servant?

"Naturally it is true, but I do have a few words I would like to say to you."

The Champion Marquis lowered the curtain and turned his head to look at the Moon Goddess's snow-white, crystalline, and flawless jade face; a faint blush soon appeared on the latter's cheeks.

"A Goddess who has just taken form and possesses infinite potential—if discovered by other experts, there is a high probability that she will be refined and then devoured to raise their cultivation realm. You might as well guess: if you return to that tribe, how much longer can you live?"

Yu Liancheng chose a comfortable position and lay back, resting his head on the Moon Goddess's soft and resilient long jade legs, with a delicate fragrance lingering in his nose.

"I, couldn't I go and rely on someone else?" The blush on the Moon Goddess's exquisite face became more obvious, yet she was too timid to resist.

"Since you can go and rely on others, why can't you rely on me? In this world, no one is more suitable to be your master than I." The Champion Marquis spoke eloquently.

"Everyone in the world knows that I, the Champion Marquis, cherish the fair and pity the jade; you need not worry about being absorbed or refined. And I control seven provinces and twenty-five prefectures with countless people; I can set up a faith for you at any time, build temples, and let hundreds of millions of people worship you, making you a true Goddess. What's more, I am sufficiently powerful and qualified to protect you; you absolutely cannot find a more suitable object of reliance than me."

The Moon Goddess's beautiful eyes flashed with a hazy luster, as if lost in thought.

"Su Mu, come in." The Champion Marquis called out.

A pale yellow figure flashed, and the Saintess of the Supreme Path, Su Mu, appeared in the carriage, smiling sweetly: "I wonder what the Champion Marquis has ordered?"

"Massage my legs." The Champion Marquis's eyes were half-open and half-closed.

"Yes." Su Mu responded in a low voice, looking submissive; she squatted down and her jade hands tapped lightly on the Champion Marquis's legs, seemingly treating herself as a servant girl.

"See that? This is the benefit of having a backer." The Champion Marquis patted Su Mu's head, stroking down along her smooth hair: "If it were anyone else who dared to snatch my things, they would have been slapped to death by this Marquis long ago. But this Saintess has an astonishing backer, so I dare not kill her at will. From now on, I am your backer. Even if you are caught by others, others must look at the master when beating a dog, and they won't beat you to death with one stick."

Moon Goddess: "..."

What he said before was still reliable, but how did he suddenly become so unreliable.

"By the way, do you have a name?" the Champion Marquis said.

The Moon Goddess shook her head.

"You were born because of the herdsmen's fanatical faith in the moon, and your appearance is as beautiful as an immortal, so you shall be called Yue Qingxian." The Champion Marquis's gaze scrutinized the Moon Goddess's flawless face; her skin even carried a faint silver radiance, truly extraordinary and refined, like an Exiled Immortal, beautiful enough to topple cities, so it could not be said to have disgraced this name.

"Yue Qingxian, Yue Qingxian..."

Yue Qingxian muttered to herself, a luster flowing in her beautiful eyes; she seemed very satisfied with this name and did not mention the idea of leaving again.

Just at this moment, a shrill bird cry filled with sharpness rang out.

The Champion Marquis's expression stirred; he sat up and lifted the carriage curtain.

The next moment, a golden light flew in.

Looking closely, that golden light was actually a bird, which had landed on the Champion Marquis's arm.

This bird was the color of dark gold, and its feathers were very smooth, as if made of iron.

The most eye-catching thing was that this bird had a pair of bright red eyes, like blood gems, which looked somewhat eerie. Coupled with its iron-hook-like beak and sharp claws, it looked as if it would eat people.

A letter was tied to the leg of this strange bird.

"What urgent matter requires a Golden Owl to deliver an express letter?" As a successor of the Supreme Path, Su Mu instantly recognized that this bird was the "Golden Owl Bird," which is worth more than a thousand gold pieces.

This kind of Golden Owl Bird is a divine bird from the "Dong Tianshan" in the vast mountain ranges deep within the Yunmeng grassland; its temperament is fierce, and it even dares to prey on hunting eagles, and even smaller wolves on the grassland cannot escape its predation. However, it is intelligent and can be tamed by people; the great nobles on the grassland all tame one to spy on enemy intelligence and for hunting.

What is even more formidable is that when this Golden Owl Bird is raised and trained, it can dodge the arrows of experts, and it flies extremely fast, like lightning, passing through the sky in a flash. It can even prey on carrier pigeons in the sky, making it impossible for the enemy's letters to be received. A well-trained Golden Owl is of great value and is a divine object on the grassland equivalent to a Mastiff Lion King. Even one hundred thousand taels of silver or a thousand head of cattle and sheep would be hard-pressed to buy one.

Generally, using this Golden Owl to deliver a letter means it is an extremely urgent dispatch.

"So that's how it is. It seems I really do have a connection with the Eight Great Demon Kings."

The Champion Marquis unfolded the letter, swept his gaze across it, and a cold smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

This was a massive military camp.

There were at least ten thousand Yunmeng Guo soldiers in the camp.

Every four hundred or so Yunmeng Guo soldiers formed a battle formation, and if someone were to close their eyes and listen carefully to the heartbeat and breathing of each formation, they would feel that what stood before them were not ten thousand soldiers, but giant, behemoth-like entities. This was because the heartbeats of the four hundred-plus people composing the formation were completely synchronized, fused into one.

Above the battle formations, there was even more majestic essence that only those who cultivated the Dao could vaguely perceive.

Strands of essence surged horizontally and upwards, charging straight into the sky; even the fierce gale winds in the heavens could not disperse them, as if they were divine pillars spanning between heaven and earth, propping up the world.

Clearly, every soldier here was highly skilled in martial arts and a veteran of a hundred battles.

At the very center of the military camp was a tent.

Inside the tent, the Yunmeng Guo commander, Marshal Bi Shihua of the Iron Pagoda, was sitting in the seat of honor.

"Everyone, according to reports from our scouts, the Champion Marquis who guards Qingshakou has disappeared to who knows where. This is a golden opportunity for us, one that only comes once in a hundred years."

This Marshal Bi was draped in a pitch-black cloak that covered even his head, and he held a double-edged great axe; he was a peerless figure who dominated through Martial Dao.

The cloak he wore and the great axe he held, nicknamed "Doomsday," were a weapon of notorious fame; no one knew how many human bloodstains and vengeful spirits it had been tainted with.

The reason for the nickname "Doomsday" was to describe that no matter what enemy encountered this axe, it was as if the end of the world had arrived, and there was absolutely no path to survival.

Few people knew that this General Bi was also the reincarnation of the Heilang King, one of the Eight Great Demon Kings, after shedding his mortal body.

The cloak on his body was tanned from the skin of his true wolf form before he shed his mortal body. His true black wolf form before shedding his mortal body had cultivated for over five hundred years, and the fur, condensed with magic power, was incomparably tough and impervious to water and fire; it was one of the few top-tier defensive magic treasures in the world, far more powerful than precious armors like the Silver Shark Armor or the Black Gold Monk's Robe.

"Please give the order, Great General."

At this moment, on the left and right sides of Bi Shihua were nearly a hundred experts; some were great generals in the army, and others were powerhouses who had been recruited.

"Good, success or failure rests on this one move today. Perhaps we will not only be able to break through the Qingzhou defense line, but also, just like a dozen years ago, strike straight at Yujing City."

Bi Shihua waved his hand, looking at the various experts with a sense of self-satisfaction.

"General Zhang, you lead two thousand Iron Pagoda cavalry to break through Kaiyang City; you must make the battle quick and decisive, and you may choose two Daoist art experts to accompany you. General Yang, you lead three thousand Iron Pagoda cavalry..." Bi Shihua deployed his troops and assigned his generals, following the flow of events with ease, and everything was arranged in an orderly fashion. He intended to take advantage of this opportunity to achieve an unparalleled feat.

Just at this moment, a burst of booming slaughter sounds arose, and the shouting shook the heavens.

An officer rushed in, knelt on one knee, and said with an anxious tone: "Reporting to the commander, the Champion Marquis's Kirin Army has appeared on the right flank of our main force, and they have already launched an attack on our army!"

"What?" Bi Shihua frowned and hurriedly walked out of the tent.

He focused his gaze and saw flags embroidered with black Kirins fluttering in the wind, the black Kirins appearing as if they were about to come alive.

Anyone with a bit of knowledge knew that this was the Kirin Army commanded by the Champion Marquis.

Those Kirin Army soldiers wore heavy profound steel armor, held broadswords, and were crushing toward the Iron Pagoda like a black tide. Each one was vigorous and fierce, fearing no death. The combat power of the Kirin Army was already formidable, and coupled with the suddenness of their arrival, it caught the Iron Pagoda off guard, and the battlefield trended almost entirely in one direction.

"Damn it!!"

The thick, bloody stench of the battlefield reached Bi Shihua's nose.

He gripped the Doomsday battle axe, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart. Suppressing this premonition, he prepared to deploy troops and handle the situation before him.

Then, a domineering voice suddenly rang out: "Bi Shihua, this Marquis has come to send you on your way."

Boom!!

Just at this moment, a streak of black light shot over from the distance like electricity. Like a bolt of lightning, it pierced through the air for over a hundred yards, shooting toward Bi Shihua to kill him.

Wherever the black light passed, fierce winds erupted, as if a hurricane had been whipped up, and it sounded like the roar of heavy artillery; it was powerful to the extreme.

Bi Shihua, facing this black light, only felt the gale wind strike his face, and the air felt as if it were boiling. He hurriedly wielded the Doomsday battle axe and slashed wildly at the black light.

An earth-shattering explosion resounded for a hundred yards around. After Bi Shihua's battle axe split the black light, it landed heavily on the ground, causing the entire ground to crack and explode continuously.

"What was that magic treasure just now? It actually had such power."

"Is, is that a Shitou?"

"Impossible, how could it be a small pebble."

The generals were shocked beyond measure. Their gazes swept around, and they finally discovered that the so-called black light that had pierced the sky earlier seemed to be just a tiny, ordinary-looking pebble. After being slashed by the commander, it had only split into a dozen pieces, rather than being ground into powder.

"Well done, Bi Shihua, you are indeed worthy of being one of the Eight Great Demon Kings who resound throughout the world; you truly have astonishing attainments. But it is a pity, today, this dog head of yours, this Marquis is determined to take it." A person came from amidst the ten thousand troops, calm and unhurried; to him, the battlefield of blood and slaughter seemed like nothing more than a back garden, as he strolled leisurely.

"Cham-pion-Mar-quis!" Looking at this figure, the Heilang King Bi Shihua had eyes as fierce as a wolf's, and he spat out the three words coldly.