Chapter 106

Jia Jia Nixi, draped in animal skins and bird feathers, holding a spear made of animal bone, walked quietly onto the high platform. His aura was already at the Foundation Establishment level. The brilliant morning sun draped over his body, and the specks of golden light made him look like a god descended to the world.

Below the high platform was a boundless, dark mass of East Shanyue tribesmen, kneeling piously and steadily. Every person's eyes were filled with hope and light. The hundred years of chaos and disorder for the East Shanyue were about to end, and this king would open a new era for them.

Unlike the fiery excitement of the people below, Jia Jia Nixi's eyes were filled with irony and disdain. He stood stiffly on the high platform, coldly watching the East Shanyue kneeling below.

"Jia Jia Nixi, the time has come."

Beside him, an old shaman, holding a beast-headed scepter and draped in a black robe, spoke hoarsely. His aura was actually at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and his raspy voice drifted to Jia Jia Nixi's ear.

"Do not delay... as long as you go to your death with peace of mind, we will not touch your people."

The old shaman's expression was helpless; he had already cursed the fellow disciples who had pushed him into this task.

"So Jia Jia Nixi had already sensed something was wrong. No wonder they were all pushing the responsibility onto each other... I've been in seclusion for so many years, I thought this was a good job!"

"It's really not easy to force him to be a sacrifice with peace of mind. This guy has no heirs and no wife; the only thing he cares about is these hundreds of thousands of East Shanyue, so we can only use this to threaten him. If it weren't for the fact that this altar requires him to walk up himself, we wouldn't need to waste our breath; we could just tie him up and throw him on."

Jia Jia Nixi looked at him with contempt, gripped the spear in his hand, and stepped forward slowly. Pale red light was already flowing out from the patterns on the high platform. Suddenly, he spoke:

"Old man, let me ask you, have you ever raised people or governed an army?"

"Jia Jia Nixi! Do not disregard hundreds of thousands of East Shanyue and do something impulsive!"

Jia Jia Nixi laughed aloud, his hair standing on end with rage, and said coldly:

"The army is my spear and blade, the people are my carriage. There is no reason for a person to die for an object!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old shaman felt something was wrong. He felt the magic power in this person's body surging, and there was actually a feeling of self-shattering the Mysterious Scenery. He called out repeatedly:

"Master!"

The wind and clouds in the sky changed suddenly. A thin, large hand came across the sky, intending to suppress the anomaly in Jia Jia Nixi's body. Who would have thought that a mysterious light would come from the east and strike that hand squarely, hindering it for a moment.

"Crack."

The six wheels in Jia Jia Nixi's body shattered in response, and the foundation of the Great Dao he had forged within his body exploded. Crimson blood light erupted, shaking the old shaman until his expression changed fiercely.

"What do you want, woman?"

Jia Jia Nixi took off his armor and asked her lightly.

"I want the Great King to live."

She said.

The memory ended abruptly. This King of the East Shanyue shattered into flesh and blood all over the sky in front of tens of thousands of East Shanyue. The crimson blood dyed the entire high platform red.

Jia Jia Nixi's brown eyeball flew out several dozen zhang, bouncing and falling under the high platform, rolling in front of the East Shanyue women who were kneeling.

The East Shanyue woman still had a child on her back. She jumped up as if bitten by a snake, tremblingly picked up the deep brown eyeball, her face turning pale and white. She coughed a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The world suddenly fell into silence. The immense terror suppressed the army and people below so that they couldn't utter a single word. Dark clouds and lightning gathered rapidly in the sky, and a wild wind swept through every corner.

"Who is it..."

A mutter appeared in the old shaman's ear. He knelt down, trembling. His peak Foundation Establishment cultivation could not bring him a shred of security. The old shaman's heart was filled with dead silence.

"Not an old friend... it's a newly promoted Early Zifu... Who is it?!"

A thunderous roar exploded in the old shaman's ear. The Qi Refining East Shanyue on the platform instantly exploded into meat paste. The high platform built of mud and bricks collapsed in response. Rolling mud and sand tumbled down, and the thick scent of earth permeated the entire Great Que Court.

"Who taught him the Shattered Wheel Disintegration?! Who!"

A middle-aged man in a black robe stood in the void. The old shaman was covered in mud, kneeling in a wretched state. He saw the middle-aged man raise his hand, his expression full of brutality.

"How many years has it been... no one has ever been able to make this old man suffer such a big loss!"

The majestic aura swept in all directions, and all the East Shanyue in the Great Que Court began to tremble.

"Master! This is the Taiyin Xuanguang Technique... it's most likely the work of the Demonic Sect!"

The old shaman felt a chill down his back and replied stammeringly, only to hear the middle-aged Early Zifu say coldly:

"Mount Qingchi Demonic Sect... when this old man was roaming freely back then, they were just a small sect guarding a dilapidated mountain gate. Now they dare to bully me!"

As soon as the words fell, he had already disappeared above the ruins. The old shaman knelt for a while before he dared to raise his head quietly, seeing the middle-aged man had already gone far away, driving his flying shuttle to leave.

Only tens of thousands of East Shanyue remained prostrate on the ground, crying low. Thousands of ethereal incense offerings transformed into pale gray resentment, wandering above the Great Que Court.

"Great King..."

The East Shanyue on the ground surrounded the brown eyeball, crying and kneeling. In the distance, a rustling sound of wings flapping slowly approached.

"Locusts! Locusts!"

The guards on the city wall shouted loudly. In the distance, gray-black locusts surged like a mountain and sea, the rustling sound shaking the sky. They flew freely above the Great Que Court, sucking the resentment condensed from this great drought and disaster.

"Buzz..."

The locusts bumping into people head-on only caused pain, but the East Shanyue cried for their fathers and mothers, trampling and pushing each other. The entire Great Que Court instantly became a living hell.

"Great King!"

Watching the surging crowd gather rapidly, the woman carrying the child hurriedly lifted the boy high, threw him onto a low, large stone with all her might, and was immediately submerged in the sea of people, turning into flesh and bone on the ground.

Amidst the sound of wings flapping from the locusts covering the sky, the golden morning sun was covered by dark clouds, and the entire Northern Foothills fell into the deepest darkness once again.

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Moist water vapor permeated the air. The towns were filled with joyful laughter. The villagers brought out all kinds of containers, from urinals to large vats, waiting excitedly for the arrival of the rainstorm.

"Finally, there is rain!"

The worried look on Li Li Xuansuan's face finally dissipated. He looked happily at the townspeople running on the street. The great drought had lasted for eight months, and now there was finally rain.

Beside him, Li Li Xuanling pursed his lips and said nothing, but his expression also showed joy. The gray Mysterious Water sword light on the green blade in his hand shone brilliantly, clearly having achieved quite a bit.

Li Li Jingtian held her brush and looked out the window with a smile. Raindrops hit the stone path bit by bit. Chen Donghe, who was beside her, looked at her quietly.

"Donghe."

Li Li Jingtian suddenly called out, startling Chen Donghe into lowering his head with a red face, but he hurriedly replied:

"Ah?"

"Tell me about my father's time in the west."

Chen Donghe's expression immediately turned happy, and he told her about the various events of the westward advance. Li Li Jingtian listened quietly, nodding slightly from time to time.

The torrential rain swept through every corner. The villagers were all running and celebrating in the heavy rain, their faces full of happy smiles. Li Li Tongya drove the wind and watched from the clouds for a while, his brow also showing a bit more relaxation.

"Good rain, truly good rain."

Looking far to the west, that suffocating aura had already disappeared. Li Li Tongya mused to himself:

"I suppose Jia Jia Nixi is already finished. We have to wait for the news to arrive... before we can let out a long sigh of relief."

Having an enemy like Jia Jia Nixi beside him always made people toss and turn. As long as Jia Jia Nixi died, the fifteen East Shanyue villages would be nothing but a mob. If the cultivators on Wushan Mountain didn't come out, the remaining Qi Refining East Shanyue wouldn't be enough for him to fight with one hand.

"Moreover, the blood sacrifice has been completed. I don't know how many Qi Refining cultivators can be left among the East Shanyue."

It's just a pity that this boundary was drawn by the East Shanyue Early Zifu and the Mount Qingchi Sect; otherwise, Li Li Tongya might have crossed the border to annex a few villages.

Landing slowly in the courtyard, Li Li Tongya saw Liu Liu Rouxuan welcoming him with a smile and said:

"Husband is back."

Liu Liu Rouxuan had cultivated for so many years, but her cultivation was only at the third level of Fetal Breath. After all, her talent wasn't high, and she practiced a first-grade Fetal Breath technique, making no progress for many years. Now there were even some white hairs at her temples.

"Hmm."

Li Li Tongya responded gently. He and Liu Liu Rouxuan had been together for nearly twenty years and were very familiar with each other. He took her hand and, seeing Liu Liu Rouxuan's worried expression, smiled:

"What's wrong?"

"Husband..."

Liu Liu Rouxuan lowered her brows and replied:

"I have chosen a few concubines for you, and they are all waiting outside."

Li Li Tongya paused, waved away the women who had entered with a strange expression, and laughed:

"What are you thinking!"

Liu Liu Rouxuan curved her eyebrows and said in a low voice:

"I know my talent is not high, and I'm afraid I will never reach Qi Refining in my life, making it hard to accompany my husband for long. Now we only have Li Xuanling, and our offspring are thin..."

Li Li Tongya opened his mouth but didn't say anything. The elixirs and spirit rice in the clan had always been distributed according to aptitude. Li Xuansuan and Li Xuanling didn't have enough, so naturally, Liu Liu Rouxuan was neglected. With her aptitude, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to break through to Qi Refining until she died.

"This..."

Li Li Tongya spat out a word with difficulty. With his style, it was naturally hard to spend clan resources to favor his own wife, but he saw Liu Liu Rouxuan shake her head gently:

"That's not what I meant, Concubine."

"I am not good at fighting, and my aptitude is poor. Even if I reached Qi Refining, it would just be a waste. How could I dare to waste clan resources? I just want my husband to leave more offspring."

Li Li Tongya shook his head, quite moved, and said in a low voice:

"There is no need to say this again. We come from farming households and cannot learn the ways of having three wives and four concubines."

Liu Liu Rouxuan wanted to say more, but Li Li Tongya blocked her mouth. Amidst their intimacy, he said softly:

"If you want offspring, just give birth to another one for me."

(End of chapter)