Chapter 192

At the same time, the situation that occurred in Jiangzhou also spread to the major powers through various channels.

Although it could not be confirmed yet, this was very likely the first Saint since the disintegration of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Regardless of the angle, it had triggered the attention of all parties.

Especially for those powers with the intention of vying for the world, if they could obtain the support of a Saint, then this struggle for the world would be considered half-successful.

That same night, King Mu, located in the southwest, immediately agreed to the matter of forming an alliance with Jiangzhou after hearing these reports.

And he immediately arranged for envoys and a portion of his army to set out, escorting a large amount of supplies as they marched toward Jiangzhou.

In the northern prefectures, some aristocratic families and major sects that originally neither showed their mountains nor revealed their water had now become the actual controllers of these prefectures.

These powers had intricate connections with each other, but in these chaotic times, they each had their own small calculations.

The Liang family, a powerful clan in Yanzhou—the current head of the Liang family, Liang Chengzai, was a man who looked to be in the prime of his life and wore a short beard. At this time, he was carefully watching the secret report sent by the family's secret agents.

"A Saint appears in Jiangzhou? Hmph, next, King Li and King Mu will probably fight until their dog brains come out!"

Upon seeing these reports, a mocking smile could not help but appear on Liang Chengzai's face.

However, when he said this, he hid deep worries in the bottom of his eyes, because for the current world, the influence of a Saint was truly too great.

Had they not seen that the Barbarians only summoned one Saint and successfully broke through Liangzhou, and now they were lingering in the north? And they, these northern prefectures, because they had no Saint behind them, could at most only defend passively.

"Father!"

Just at this moment, a young man who was tall and sturdy, with a heroic and extraordinary appearance, walked in front of him.

"Haochuan, how about you go to Jiangzhou next?"

Looking at this most dazzling son of his, a gentle smile immediately appeared on Liang Chengzai's face, and then he spoke to him like this.

"Jiangzhou? That place is a land of four battles; it should be engulfed in the flames of war now. Why go there?"

Hearing his father's decision, Liang Haochuan first thought for a moment and then asked him.

"It is suspected that someone in Jiangzhou has successfully ascended to the Saint realm. If you can enter the other party's sect, it will be a great thing for our Liang family."

Liang Chengzai looked at him and said slowly. In order to highlight the importance of this matter, he simply handed the secret report in his hand to Liang Haochuan.

"So that is how it is! Please rest assured, Father, this child will definitely enter the other party's sect!"

After reading this secret report, Liang Haochuan's eyes could not help but shine, and then he spoke to his father with extreme confidence.

"Haha, worthy of being the heaven-gifted talent of my Liang family!"

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Similar scenes were happening one after another in other places. It could be said that overnight, many powerful families were alarmed.

The ideas they came up with were basically more or less the same: either sending outstanding descendants of the family, or arranging for important personnel of the family to carry beauties, treasures, and so on to Jiangzhou.

Especially those major sects that had produced Saints in the past, or sects that themselves had intricate connections with some Saints, were even more respectful.

They wrote congratulatory messages for the new Saint, brought along some of the sect's inherited treasures, and followed by outstanding younger disciples, they all began to gather toward Jiangzhou.

In short, overnight, Jiangzhou seemed to have become the center of the entire Great Xia, attracting who knew how many people to yearn for it and lean toward it.

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"This salty tofu pudding is just fresh!"

However, at this time, Lin Feng was sitting casually in the tomb keeper's small courtyard, eating the tofu pudding that had been bought back early in the morning with Old Quezi.

"Isn't it? Hehe, that Tofu Beauty is famous for her skillful hands!"

Old Quezi happily drank all the tofu pudding in the bowl, and then, not knowing what he thought of, began to laugh lewdly.

"Hmph, 'Tofu Beauty' indeed! Her son is already old enough to go buy soy sauce!"

Lin Feng looked at him quite speechlessly; the actions this guy occasionally displayed were truly eye-stinging!

"Pah, what do you know?"

"That Tofu Beauty is at the right age to bear children, and her buttocks are big and round. I don't know how many people line up every day to eat tofu pudding!"

"It's just that her husband's family watches her closely, what a pity..."

As the saying goes, "full and warm, one thinks of lust"—the ancients truly did not deceive me. This old guy was becoming more and more lewd in his speech.

Lin Feng did not want to talk to him about other people's wives anymore. After shaking his head and finishing the tofu pudding in two gulps, he got up and returned to his own wooden house.

Today, he planned to arrange for the corpse-collecting Zhiren to go to the Floating Corpse Cave in Xiangzhou to take a look. For him, this was the truly urgent matter!

Now, his ordinary martial arts were becoming less and less useful; he had to obtain stronger techniques as soon as possible.

Inside a dilapidated Mountain God Temple outside Lijiang City in Xiangzhou, there lived a corpse-collecting Zhiren and its two apprentices under its command.

"Ha! Ha!"

"Bang! Bang! Clang!"

"Pa~"

Morning was still the best time for practicing martial arts. At this time, its two apprentices were wielding jujube wood sticks for sparring.

These two apprentices, one named Wang Wu and the other named Da Niu, were both frames for practicing martial arts with thick bones.

At this time, when they sparred, it looked like they had a bit of form, but their movements were sometimes still stiff. At this time, the corpse-collecting Zhiren on the side would casually strike them with a stick to correct their movements.

"Master, where are we going today?"

"We can't go to the village from last time; the people there absolutely won't allow us to take the corpses away!"

After finishing their stick practice, the two apprentices gathered around the corpse-collecting Zhiren and asked it.

People like them were destined not to have a home of their own; wandering and drifting everywhere had already become a habit for them.

But having said that, there were some places that were better left unvisited; after all, no one was willing to do things with high danger and low harvest.

However, when they finished asking, the corpse-collecting Zhiren pointed toward the south, which made Wang Wu and Da Niu's expressions stiffen, so they stammered to the corpse-collecting Zhiren:

"Ma-Master, are, are we going to the Xiang River?"

"Ka-ka"

The corpse-collecting Zhiren shook its head and then nodded, leaving the two of them confused.

"Could it be Jiangzhong City?"

"Ka-ka"

The corpse-collecting Zhiren continued to shake its head, still pointing toward the south.

"Ma-Master, co-co-could it be the Floating Corpse Cave?"

When Da Niu said this, his face turned a bit pale, because this place was purely a forbidden zone for the living in Jiangzhou; no matter who entered, no one had ever seen them come out alive.

In the end, they would only become river drifters on the Xiang River, and these river drifters would turn into Guiyi if they were not careful.

It could be said that the people of Lijiang had an almost instinctive fear of the Floating Corpse Cave. Wang Wu and Da Niu had heard various evil events about the Floating Corpse Cave since they were children.

The fear in their hearts had long since taken root, which was why they had such a big reaction to the corpse-collecting Zhiren's decision.

"Ka-ka-ka"

The corpse-collecting Zhiren nodded to confirm their words, and then began to pack up the things in the Mountain God Temple.

"Master, why don't we think of other places?"

"That's right, Master, today I will run to a few more villages; I will definitely be able to collect more corpses than before!"

However, Wang Wu and Da Niu were anxious and hurriedly tried to persuade it from behind.