[Five tis happiness, reward skill points: 6500 points, Famous Spring Water bonus: 3250 points.]
In the morning, as soon as Chen Xuan opened his eyes, he saw the flashing information at the corner of his eye.
"Damn!"
Even though he was sowhat prepared, he was still taken aback.
Under normal circumstances, the base points would have increased by a full 2500 points.
Now, nearly 10,000 skill points could be gained in a day.
"System!"
He called out in his mind.
Instantly, the golden panel appeared before his eyes.
[Cultivation Technique: Nine Elents Dao Skill (Immortal Grade) (Tier Four (45000/800000))]
[Skill Points: 541,000]
"Soon, soon!"
Chen Xuan muttered to himself.
It would take about 20 days before he could upgrade to the Nine Elents Dao Skill (Immortal Grade).
By then, he should reach the Eight Layers of Purity, and his strength would leap once again.
As for the skill points needed afterwards...
He shook his head vigorously, not daring to think, truly not daring to think!
The Eight Layers of Purity, coupled with Nine Elents Dao Skill being an Immortal Grade technique, so the strength definitely far surpasses those ordinary Eight Layers, shouldn’t it be weaker than Zhou Zheng?
He refused to believe that his system couldn’t surpass that mangy bird!
...
Guhe Commandery, Ink Moon Inn.
Chen Xuan was imrsed in cultivation, when suddenly Xia Lingyu’s voice ca to his ear.
"Co out!"
He slowly opened his eyes.
The next mont, he arrived in the air.
At this ti, Xia Lingyu looked at him with a complicated expression, but quickly beca resolute, and her proud deanor presented itself again.
"The war continues!"
"I think the result you got from Zhou Zheng is the sa!"
"This is all destined, so don’t interfere, these are also the words my father sent to deliver to you!"
Chen Xuan squinted his eyes, of course, he wasn’t surprised by this outco, the decisions made between two emperors weren’t sothing a single Xia Lingyu could change, he had understood this for a long ti.
What surprised him was the change that occurred in Xia Lingyu just now.
Reluctance, yet powerless, finally becoming steadfast.
"Seems Xia Yi told her sothing."
Chen Xuan speculated in his mind.
"But I will try to let fewer ordinary soldiers die, while for others..."
Her words imdiately caused Chen Xuan to furrow his brows.
Does this an these high-level warriors of Great Xia and Great Zhou all should die?
Wouldn’t that be a waste of himself!
Once the Demon Race descends, if all the experts are dead, wouldn’t it be just sitting and waiting to die.
What kind of absurd move is this playing?
"The reason I’ve specifically co to tell you is that I hope you don’t interfere, in short, it’s an act of helplessness, I’ve said as much as I can, the rest is up to you to weigh!"
After saying this, she flew straight towards Great Xia’s camp.
Chen Xuan stood in the air, looking at the direction where Xia Lingyu departed, his expression complicated.
What kind of plan are they scheming?
Even Xia Lingyu seems to think there’s nothing wrong with this!
Even Zhou Zheng, who has an unceasing grudge with Great Xia, could put down hatred and cooperate, it’s simply ridiculous.
"Die, die, perish together!"
Feeling weak, Chen Xuan, extrely helpless.
Manage? He couldn’t manage it now, even if he did not care about Zhou Zheng’s threat, but Xia Yi’s threat, that’s different.
This old fellow gives him a very mysterious feeling.
Moreover, during this ti, he learned a lot from Ye Yilan’s lips.
Xia Yi’s Martial Dao talent even surpasses the previous emperor!
Even Zhou Zheng could, in a short ti, boost his cultivation to the Seven Layers of Purity using the National Spirit, as for a genius among geniuses like Xia Yi.
That is definitely terrifying in the extre!
...
As expected, Xia Lingyu’s return signaled the restart of the war.
However, just as she said.
The number of deaths among ordinary soldiers has decreased considerably, but there are more higher grades, even Third Grade Martial Artists appearing.
In Great Xia’s camp.
Qi Lin’s brows furrowed deeply, he couldn’t understand why after Xia Lingyu returned, suddenly a large number of high-grade martial artists had to be deployed.
In just a few days, more than fifty Third Grade Martial Artists died, and over thirty were injured!
"We can’t fight like this!"
Qi Lin’s face was extrely solemn, at this rate, the high-grade martial artists would soon be obliterated.
According to Xia Lingyu’s battle style, next would be Second Grade, and finally First Grade.
Even if they won, Great Xia would be turned into an empty shell.
Though warfare ans deaths, it shouldn’t be deaths of this manner.
After the ancient great wars, cultivation of Martial Dao experienced interruption, it hasn’t been easy to restore so over the years.
If high-grade martial artists kept dying like this, the end of the war would also be the start of Martial Dao’s decline.
But...
Qi Lin looked up at the top of the tent, sighed softly.
The only thing he’s uncertain about now is whether this is Your Majesty’s intention, or Xia Lingyu acting on her own.
If it is Your Majesty’s will, then this...
He had a very bad premonition.
Back then, when those sects were eradicated, it was said that he proposed it to Xia Yi, but who knows, it was originally Your Majesty’s intention.
He was just a scapegoat.
Moreover, over the years, Your Majesty’s feeling towards him has beco increasingly unfamiliar; he couldn’t guess his thoughts at all.
"The mind of an emperor... hard to fathom indeed!"
He shook his head, his heart weary.
"Greetings, Princess!"
Suddenly, the voice of the guard outside the tent ca in, and Qi Lin imdiately stood up.
A mont later, Xia Lingyu walked in, with no change in expression, as if the deaths of so many Third Grade experts didn’t matter at all.
"Greetings, Princess!" Qi Lin nodded slightly.
"No need for formalities, National Preceptor. I’ve co to discuss a temporary truce with you!"
At that mont, Qi Lin was stunned.
They had been fiercely fighting Great Zhou recently, so why suddenly stop now?
He felt completely at a loss.
What exactly was going on?
"May I ask the reason for Your Highness’ decision?" Qi Lin couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s Father’s intention."
Just a few simple words caused his brow to furrow.
"I understand, Your Highness!"
Confused or not, Xia Yi’s intentions were sothing he dared not oppose, but... it was also good!
If the fighting continued like this, within a month all the experts could be dead.
However, he then asked, "When can Your Highness activate the great array to empower the soldiers, thus reducing casualties? If things continue like this, even if Great Xia wins, it won’t be able to bear such a result."
To speak of it is truly absurd,
since the entire array was arranged by Xia Lingyu’s Dark Guard, and as the National Preceptor, he wasn’t even inford of the array’s na.
"The great array is reserved for dealing with Zhou Zheng. Once activated, it signifies the final battle! We won’t use it for now!"
"Yes, I understand."
Xia Lingyu ca quickly and left quickly.
Qi Lin sat there quietly, his old eyes filled with confusion.
"What exactly is this?"
Not using the great array for now? Such words might deceive others, but can they deceive him?
He is a Spirit Cultivation First Grade, Tier Four of the Divine Soul, and the array has long been in operation. Though an array conceals the outside, how could it possibly elude him?
He deliberately said it that way just to see Xia Lingyu’s reaction.
But he didn’t expect her to say that!
"What exactly are you all up to?"
In an instant, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes!
...
The news of Great Xia’s truce quickly spread.
Upon hearing the news, Zhou Yi felt an instant relief in his heart.
In the past few days, Great Xia seed like it had gone mad, dispatching experts without regard for life.
In a short ti, more than forty Third Grade experts of Great Zhou had died in battle.
Today, those from the sects ca one after another to implore him, saying it couldn’t continue like this.
They truly couldn’t bear it any longer.
But with Great Xia playing its cards this way, what could he do? Send ordinary soldiers in their place? That would be suicide!
Now it’s resolved; Great Xia itself declared a truce.
Finally, they could catch their breath.
"Hoo—"
...
At this mont, Xia Lingyu had entered the great array.
Great Xia’s National Spirit, the Golden Dragon, coiled in mid-air.
Below it, a massive silver light cluster, which was the essence of the fallen from Great Xia.
The reason for the truce was because the array had absorbed so much essence recently that the Golden Dragon couldn’t refine it all at once. Continuing to absorb would only lead to waste.
That’s why she had to enforce the truce.
Only when all this essence was fully refined by the Golden Dragon could they resu the war.
"I hope you don’t let Father’s efforts go to waste!"
Looking at the Golden Dragon in the sky, Xia Lingyu murmured to herself.
It was only upon returning to the Imperial City that she learned the great array was actually prepared for the National Spirit, and that the essence was its food, allowing it to grow quickly.
When Great Zhou was established, Great Xia’s National Spirit was severely affected, reducing its size to less than twenty feet.
Unexpectedly, in this short ti, the essence-absorbed Golden Dragon was almost back to its forr size.
According to Xia Yi, when the Golden Dragon reached a size of a hundred feet, the war would end.
In essence, this war was launched for the sake of Great Xia’s National Spirit.
This was what Xia Yi had told her, but whether it was true or not, Xia Lingyu still harbored so doubts.
This was the first ti she doubted the father she revered deeply.
"Father, what exactly are you plotting!"
...
In the Ink Moon Inn.
"A truce?"
Upon hearing the news brought by Ye Yilan, Chen Xuan fell into contemplation.
He certainly didn’t believe that Xia Lingyu, that old woman, had suddenly had a change of heart.
There had to be another reason.
"You have no idea, in just these few days, not even talking about those ordinary soldiers, almost a hundred Third Grades from both countries have died in battle, it’s terrifying!"
Ye Yilan was also shocked by the ferocity of the battle.
Back when Great Xia was eradicating the sects, many more Third Grades were killed over twenty years.
But how many days has it been now!
At this rate, the Third Grade experts of both countries wouldn’t last half a month before being wiped out.
It’s terrifying.
"What do you think?" Xuan Er asked.
"I don’t know."
Chen Xuan shook his head, unable to figure out what was really happening.
But regardless, it’s at least a good thing, right?
"I’ll head back first. Now that there’s a truce, I won’t be coming here for a while. If anything cos up, please ask Master to send a ssage!"
It’s just the right ti to focus on cultivation for a while.
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