Chapter 1994: Chapter 159: Blowing Out the Lighthouse Leaves Only the Moon
Known as the Green Ghost!
On the battlefield, those who hear this na are filled with dread.
Unlike the hot-blooded Yuwen Ze, or the war-hungry, bloodthirsty manner in which many Mugu soldiers imagine, at this mont Zhao Rucheng stood with his hand pressed against the city wall, his gaze as cold and composed as the bricks beneath it.
He silently watched the overwhelming army of Jinguo approach, without any extra emotion in his heart.
For him, participating in Mugu’s war was rely a ans to gain power.
To gain stronger power… power that would spare him from regret and remorse.
No different from the battles he fought in the Border Wilderness.
He had a certain degree of recognition for Mugu, but it was quite limited, mostly due to his closeness with Yuwen Ze and Helian Yuyun.
His feelings towards Jinguo were also very indifferent.
To him, the outco of this war was not the most important thing.
The most important thing was to achieve enough rit, undeniable rit, in order to quickly ascend to a high position in Mugu.
He no longer wanted to passively endure bad news!
The formidable edge of Jinguo’s forces before him was not sothing that would lose to the ard forces of the Daqin Empire.
This was undoubtedly the edge of a hegemon.
If they could fend this off, they could fend off Qin as well.
After a long ti, Zhao Rucheng finally spoke: “Jinguo remains still until it moves, and when it does, it moves like thunder. Its military edge is unmatched in the world.”
For more than a year, the main force stationed at Li Yuan City was Utlr, this mounted army that carries a na implying bravery and fearlessness, was indeed Mugu’s elite troops, but not the kind of strong army capable of sweeping through many regions, far from comparable to the Iron Cavalry.
The main force from Sheng Country also consisted of a few elite troops, along with so troops from the Daoist countries brought by Western Daoist Master Yu Xi.
The intensity and ferocity of the war were definitely not low, but they were confined to a certain extent.
Zhao Rucheng and Yuwen Ze could navigate it like a fish in water, frequently gaining rit.
But in the upcoming war, could they still do the sa?
At this point, the attitude of Sheng Country was no longer important.
Or rather, ever since Mugu’s forces broke Li Yuan City and Western Daoist Master Yu Xi personally went to Sheng Country’s capital, everything was already beyond Sheng Country’s control. The so-called first Daoist country, after all, could not escape the “vassal” title.
Over the past year and more, Sheng Country certainly had not made efforts.
As the enemy, Zhao Rucheng, who had been fighting on the front line, could clearly feel the struggle of Sheng Country’s high echelons through the deaths of soldiers one after another.
But no matter how they struggled, what couldn’t be obtained on the battlefield, couldn’t be gained through diplomacy.
Even more so, how could Sheng Country’s struggle have only occurred over this more than a year? Earlier and more distant tis had also witnessed nurous talents in Sheng Country, young geniuses like Sheng Xuehuai, True Monarchs from the imperial clan like Li Yuanshe… Has anything changed to this day?
Zhao Rucheng understood very well.
From beginning to end, this ga of chess had always evolved under the control of Jing and Mu, never straying from the will of the top echelons of Jing and Mu. As Jing and Mu clashed, Sheng Country bled, until today, when the true war erupted!
This is perhaps the largest and most intense war in nearly a century!
This war may very well change the balance of the world, yet Yuwen Ze remains imrsed in the local advantage Mugu securely held over the past year.
There are many people like Yuwen Ze…
Jinguo intended to use Sheng Country as a knife, to wear down Mugu’s sharpness, or perhaps to chasten Sheng Country. Mugu, in turn, used this more than a year’s war to awaken the grassland people’s ferocity, and to establish confidence against Jing, going so far as to use Sheng Country’s Daoist sword edge to hone their own.
The highest level intentions of both sides were beyond Zhao Rucheng’s reach.
But from his firsthand experience, Mugu’s soldiers were in an unprecedented state of high morale, with so even shouting the slogan “Trample the Sky Capital City” — undoubtedly a usable military spirit.
Yet if blindly confident, and diving headfirst into this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, who can guarantee himself to be the one standing atop the withered bones of the ten thousand armies?
In this scale of war, forget Yuwen Ze, how was he, Zhao Rucheng, not also a speck of dust?
“Jinguo is certainly strong, otherwise, how could they use a Sheng Country to block my divine glory for a thousand years?” Yuwen Ze grinned and said, “But it will pass. They are too old, and it’s ti for them to go.”
Zhao Rucheng’s heart stirred.
Yuwen Ze was not entirely a blindly confident brute; his words clearly held so reliance.
The Yuwen Clan was Mugu’s top True Blood family, and Yuwen Ze was a Real Blood Brother, indeed possibly privy to certain secrets, but unable to speak them aloud. This level of hinting was the limit.
So just what reliance did Mugu have, to follow Jinguo’s lead this ti without any scruples, determined to re-establish the boundary between the Northern Territory and Central Region?
“No matter how this war ends.” Zhao Rucheng slowly said, “I only hope that after the war, we can still drink together.”
Having said this, he turned and walked down from the city wall.
For the usually indifferent Zhao Rucheng to utter such words…
Yuwen Ze stood on the city wall, rely patting his chest.
Patting loudly.
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There are two sacred places in the world’s dical path, one is the East King Valley, the other is Renxin Pavilion.
East King Valley is famous in the Eastern Region for its dual cultivation of dicine and poison. It has many affiliated sects, such as the Qingmu Immortal Gate, and covertly supports nations like Shen Country, helping them maintain independence against strong powers like Qi, with far-reaching roots.
Renxin Pavilion is located in the Northern Territory, with branches all over the world, committed to saving lives and seldom involved in disputes, renowned for its good reputation.
On this day, a mysterious person wearing a conical hat and raincoat arrived outside the sect’s location of Renxin Pavilion.
He held a cloud-covered jar containing a highly toxic and extrely rare five-colored fish, attracting many dical practitioners to watch.
The saying goes that dicine and poison are not separate; although Renxin Pavilion doesn’t emphasize poison as much as East King Valley, it doesn’t disregard poison research either.
Many people wanted to buy this five-colored fish on the spot.
dical practitioners have “money paths,” and the practitioners from Renxin Pavilion have limitless money paths.
These disciples were all quite wealthy.
One said, “Just na your price, how much are you willing to sell for in Dao Yuan Stones?”
Another said, “Paynt in Pri Stones is also acceptable!”
One even took out a healing treasure dicine on the spot: “Add two more Pri Stones and give the fish tank and fish along with it, I’ll sell you this bottle of life-saving Thread of Vitality Powder!”
Jiang Wang, whose face was hidden under the conical hat, glanced intently at the third person who spoke, secretly reminding himself to stay away from this person in the future.
“What do you think?” The guy, who looked very honest, bead with joy as soon as Jiang Wang looked his way: “My exclusive treasure dicine is not easily given to others; you’ve gotten a bargain today!”
“Hehe.” Jiang Wang’s gaze swept over him, then around the crowd before saying, “Is Physician Yi Tang of the Pavilion residing here? I’ve co specifically for him.”
The crowd was in an uproar.
In Renxin Pavilion, a Pavilion Physician is already the highest achievent achievable for dical cultivators below the level of God Arrives.
Above that would be Ancestral Pavilion Physicians!
The Pavilion Physician known as “Little Saint Hand,” Yi Tang, had a status among the disciples that was well imagined.
Imdiately, soone asked, “Who are you? Can Yi Tang Senior Brother be soone you can just et?”
“I’m nobody.” Jiang Wang said, “I’ve admired Physician Yi Tang for a long ti. Having acquired this five-colored fish that kills with a kiss, I want a chance to give it to him.”
That honest-looking guy spoke again: “That’s simple! Just give it to , and I’ll pass it on for you.”
He stretched out his hand as he spoke.
Jiang Wang stepped back a little, skillfully avoiding it, and smiled, “I won’t hand over the five-colored fish until I see him in person… you wouldn’t rob , would you?”
Even though Renxin Pavilion is reputedly a world-renowned major sect, perhaps they aren’t free of a few rotten apples, but to openly seize others’ belongings right in front of the sect headquarters… that’s sothing they wouldn’t do.
As a result, when Jiang Wang spoke these words, the crowd even retreated a few steps, afraid of being misunderstood.
“You hateful rascal, insulting people indirectly, who are you mocking?” The guy who tried to sell the life-saving Thread of Vitality Powder was annoyed, and said, “Go, go, go, stop being a nuisance here!”
At this point, a gentle voice spoke up: “Hao Zhen, do not be rude.”
The onlookers were instantly excited.
Only Jiang Wang was full of speechlessness.
This phony guy is actually nad Hao Zhen!
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