The Ancient Red Dragon’s divine charm lazily questioned: "What is it, boy?"
Li Guanyi replied: "I am on the grassland, and I trouble you to co over."
"Huh?"
The Ancient Red Dragon lifted his gaze.
At this mont, he was in a secret realm within Chen Country, feeling quite comfortable.
After the Southwest Prince Duan Qingyu and others led the Southwest Flying Army to the secret realm, the first thing they did was prepare a series of processes for deity worship and auspicious rituals. It was quite troubleso, yet very solemn.
Even the Ancient Red Dragon couldn’t help being moved.
This group from the Heavenly Strategy Mansion—
Really understands etiquette!
With incense burning and prayers, sacrifices offered, a plethora of fine wines, fragrant teas, and endless offerings of five animals, there were even people dedicated to cleaning the dragon’s scale armor, serving him comfortably.
The Ancient Red Dragon couldn’t help but reflect on how he lived his life for thousands of years prior.
As a fighter, as a martial general.
But not as an auspicious symbol!
Now this is what being an auspicious symbol feels like!
No wonder that group doesn’t want to leave the southwest, it’s so comfortable there.
The Ancient Red Dragon took a sip of wine and lazily responded: "Your martial skills are already at the level of a Great Grandmaster. In today’s world, those stronger than you can be counted on two hands. Your speed is also sufficient. If you don’t want to go by yourself, you still have that cat."
"What matter requires to co from the grassland personally?"
"No, not going."
The voice of Li Guanyi transmitted through the Bronze Nine Tripods:
"There’s a fight."
"The Turkic Great Khan leads his army."
"Speed."
The dignified and elegant Ancient Red Dragon, who had learned the beauty of auspiciousness, paused:
"..."
The craftsn who were previously cleaning his scale armor and trying to discreetly take so old dragon scales for research, suddenly felt the Ancient Red Dragon’s body stiffen.
The next mont, there was suddenly a gust of wind, and then their vision blurred as they fell to the ground together.
Accompanied by a dragon roar, the Ancient Red Dragon soared directly into the sky.
Auspicious symbol?
Haha, auspicious my ass!
The Southwest Prince Duan Qingyu used the ceremonies passed down in the southwest to teach the Ancient Red Dragon the beauty of so-called auspiciousness. However, it’s unfortunate that Prince Qin was able to make the Ancient Red Dragon completely forget it with just three short sentences.
The Ancient Red Dragon’s entire body erupted with fervent flas, charging toward the grassland, laughing heartily:
"So you finally found a place for battle?"
"Hahaha, contemporary world’s second teaming up with the great army, excellent, excellent!"
"What power!"
"Boy, wait for !"
"Old man is coming!"
...
On the grassland, Li Guanyi, hearing the laughter from the Nine Tripods, couldn’t help but exhale slightly in relief.
He then turned, watching the grassland soldiers rapidly charging towards him with unbelievable speed, bolstered by Qi fortune.
The world’s number one heavy cavalry, under the command of a top-tier commander, consuming Qi fortune.
The speed of short-range assaults is indeed astonishing.
Li Guanyi estimated the ti it would take for the Ancient Red Dragon to arrive, and considering the incoming heavy cavalry charge, finally halted his steps.
The Fire Qilin was taken aback and then realized: "Is there going to be a fight, Guan Yi?"
Li Guanyi nodded slightly: "Yes."
The distance was too great; even with the Ancient Red Dragon arriving, it would take ti, and in that interval, it would be enough for the second strongest in the world, the Turkic King, and Li Guanyi to make contact.
While the Fire Qilin was preparing for battle, it felt itself lifted into the air.
Li Guanyi extended his hand, taking the Fire Qilin off his shoulder, and set it down, saying: "But, you must leave."
The Fire Qilin was dumbfounded.
"Huh? Leave??? On my own?"
"Yes."
Li Guanyi took out a box from his bosom, and it seed the poisonous insect within had sensed sothing, trembling with genuine fear — unlike the feigned death used to protect itself when encountering strong foes, this was real fear.
The clash and confrontation of great armies can be terrifying even to humans.
Let alone, the inherently fragile poisonous insect?
The Military School’s evil qi, since ancient tis, has been the ultimate counter to witchcraft.
Li Guanyi raised his hand, pointing two fingers to the box, and with a flash of light, tapped several tis, using the Whale Hunter’s formation formation to recreate his most skilled formation [Five Elents Sealing Spirit Formation].
This great formation here, still in its infancy, lies within the imperial palace of Chen Country.
It was learned during his dismantling with Hou Zhongyu.
It has also been the most handy tactic he has used over the years.
The flowing light flickered, gradually dispersing and dimming.
The poisonous insects inside, which tremble at the approach of the Military School’s evil qi, quieted down as Li Guanyi stuffed the box into the mane on the neck of the Qilin, saying: "This item is precious, take it with you and hurry back quickly, I have left a trace of my aura on you."
"When you encounter the Ancient Red Dragon, have it imdiately take you back to Jiangnan."
"Deliver this item to Grandpa."
The Fire Qilin was stunned and said: "What about you, Guan Yi!"
Li Guanyi softly said: "I’ve said, I only have one Grandpa."
"I can’t gamble."
"I also do not dare, nor am I willing to gamble."
The poisonous insect is too precious and too fragile.
The Military School’s evil qi, along with the Emperor’s destiny, naturally restrains this thing.
Both these auras are possessed by Li Guanyi and the Great Khan; if a battle were to comnce, regardless of whether the Great Khan would suddenly attack the poisonous insect, just the clash of these auras alone would pose extre danger to the insect.
Li Guanyi thought of the old man who had searched for him after breaking through death’s gate, thought of the years spent together, thought of the elder’s gentle gaze, and rembered the great battle three years ago.
’My lifespan is rely three years.’
’Or perhaps, just one strike.’
The Green Robed Sword Madman left a trace of sword qi within himself after the final battle, and the old man said to all the world’s experts capable of single-handedly assassinating the then Li Guanyi.
’Within three years, when this last trace of qi fortune dissipates, Murong Longtu will die in the martial world, but within these three years, if anyone dares, shedding all sha to attack my dear child.’
’Then, Murong Longtu’s sword strike will descend upon them.’
’Gentlen, you are welco to try.’
In these three years, battlefield massacres aside, there indeed hasn’t been a single grandmaster attempting to assassinate Li Guanyi; even Military God Jiang Su only confronted Li Guanyi on the battlefield because they knew, the old man was still around.
Murong Longtu had left him with one sword strike.
Li Guanyi was also willing to honor that elder with one instance of selflessness.
To go and return, only then is one truly among us.
Affectionate and righteous, fearless.
Co if you will.
Fight if you dare!
Li Guanyi looked at the smoke signals in the distance, reaching out to rub the Fire Qilin’s head, seemingly having nurous words to say, wanting to comfort, perhaps confess, but in the end, rely said: "It’s just another battle."
"Go now."
The Fire Qilin looked at Li Guanyi, lost in thought for a long ti.
Having spent much ti with Li Guanyi, it felt his resolve, thus nodded. It could discern the importance of things, not causing trouble or arguing at this crucial mont.
The Fire Qilin roared towards the sky, revealing its true form, protecting the box and the poisonous insects that Li Guanyi had shielded and fortified with formation, rushing forth on flaming lotus flowers.
Just when the Fire Qilin leaped upwards, re breaths away,
An arrow like a pillar of light shot towards the Fire Qilin.
The sound of it tearing through the air was extrely sharp, majestic.
Mu Zhahe, the seventh Divine General of his ti, the first divine archer of the grasslands.
Upon seeing the Fire Qilin rise, he unhesitatingly released an arrow nearly a hundred miles away, filled with the fury and unwillingness of being toyed with beforehand, arriving here with its Nine Heavens level might surprisingly not much diminished.
But as this pillar of light approached, it was cut apart by a half-moon shaped arc of light and fla, transforming into shattered fragnts of a star, falling downwards, unable to intercept the Qilin.
From afar, Mu Zhahe’s pupils slightly contracted, he’d already discerned who acted up front, saying:
"Prince Qin..."
The entire Iron Futu army fell into a solemn silence.
The Great Khan, composed, said: "It seems our guest has arrived."
"We should go forth to et them."
"Co with ."
He rode his Dragon Horse, and the Iron Futu army thundered forth like a storm, this legion carrying an intimidating majesty, traversing these tens of miles, and then they saw their rival.
Zha Muhe clenched the bow in his hand.
The Great Khan tightened the reins.
A pair of eyes sharp as an eagle’s looked towards the front.
The vast grasslands spread out, the wind sweeping by causing the grasses to rise and fall like waves, a young man stood there alone, his robe billowing, beside him lay a sinister battle halberd.
rely observing his current aura, it seed as though he alone didn’t fall short compared to the Great Khan arriving with thousands of iron cavalry.
A great man, for whom does he guard the pass, for whom does he stand watch, covering the rear.
The wind blew in, Li Guanyi gripping the battle halberd.
Just like that sword madman of old, he lifted his gaze, looking at the thousands of troops and horses before him, saying:
"Halt."
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