"Wei Qianqiu is about to make his move."
A brief text message.
It made Dugu Sword Demon and Wang Zun look at each other in dismay.
Actually, they had expected this.
Because the news had been constantly reporting on the Ancient Clan recently.
Up to now, the Ancient Clan had sent out three batches of people in succession, taking control of three provinces surrounding the Holy Capital.
With the departure of the Ancient Clan's Martial Sages from the Holy Capital, Wei Qianqiu would strike sooner or later.
Receiving the exact news at this moment.
Dugu Sword Demon and Wang Zun understood that it was time to move.
And what they needed to do was find a way to stall the Ancient Clan's Martial Sages in a specific location.
Preventing them from returning to provide support immediately.
Dugu Sword Demon pointed at a city on the map and said,
"We are going here!"
"This is the province and city closest to the Holy Capital."
"The moment the great battle breaks out, we can first take out the few Martial Sages in this city."
"At the same time, we can help pin down the Ancient Clan's Martial Sages in other cities of this province."
Wang Zun gently stroked the precious sword in his hand.
He sighed.
"It's a pity that time is too tight."
"I have only just begun to grasp the transition from Taiji Fist to Taiji Sword."
Wang Zun's precious sword was specially forged from bronze.
Although it wasn't as sharp and sturdy as a steel sword, it was easier to infuse with vitality and blood, making the sword qi and sword intent it slashed out much stronger.
He sheathed his sword.
Together with Dugu Sword Demon, he headed all the way north, toward the direction of the Holy Capital.
The Southern Continent.
Qianqian, who was just preparing to return to the Kunlun Mountains.
Suddenly saw a Martial Venerable leading a group of people charging over.
"It's her! She's the one who killed our people."
A young man from the Li Clan glared angrily at Gu Qianqian.
However, when that Martial Venerable saw Qianqian and the Spirit Crane beside her,
he couldn't help but think of a certain person in his heart.
"Isn't this the traitor of the Ancient Clan?"
Before he could even speak.
Gu Qianqian stared at them expressionlessly and said,
"There are many bad people among you."
"Since you've come, I shall erase you filth for the sake of this world."
As she spoke, her martial arts domain expanded.
A martial arts phantom formed from vitality and blood manifested into a blood-red ancient zither in front of Qianqian.
The tyrannical aura of a Martial Venerable was fully revealed.
The Martial Venerable of the Li Clan was startled.
He didn't expect that the young-looking woman before him was actually a powerful Martial Venerable.
He also immediately unleashed his own martial arts domain.
He shouted to his subordinates beside him,
"I will fight her head-on, you wait for an opportunity and attack from the flanks."
Just as he finished speaking.
The sound of the zither rang out.
Qianqian didn't care about the opponent's tactics.
Her two hands, with twelve fingers, skillfully swept across the zither strings.
She directly fused and unleashed two Heaven and Man as One sonic wave martial arts.
Using the Heaven and Man as One Seven Absolutes Zither, she played the Heaven and Man as One Heavenly Dragon Eight Notes.
After the Li Clan's Martial Venerable gave his orders.
He only felt a few people start to move.
The majority of them stood stupidly in place, completely motionless.
He frowned and scolded,
"What are you all standing around for!"
Those people remained motionless.
Then, a bizarre scene appeared before his eyes.
He saw those people who were standing in a daze.
Suddenly, cobweb-like bloodlines popped up on their faces.
The next moment, their bodies fell to the ground.
Turning into a pile of minced meat on the floor.
The Li Clan's Martial Venerable only felt his scalp go numb.
The hundreds of subordinates he brought had mostly died or been injured in an instant.
Such a terrifying method of attack was something he didn't even dare to imagine.
At the same time, he also realized.
He was absolutely no match for the woman in front of him.
The first thought in his mind was to run away.
As soon as his body turned around.
It felt as if he was slashed by countless sharp blades.
Being cut with thousands upon thousands of tiny wounds.
If it weren't for the protection of his family's inherited Nine Suns Divine Art.
He would have also turned into a pile of body parts on the ground like the others by now.
He circulated the Nine Suns Divine Art with all his might to resist the sonic wave attack.
Qianqian suddenly grabbed all the zither strings in front of her.
Like drawing a bow to shoot an arrow.
She released her hand.
A sharp, ear-piercing zither note slashed through.
The Martial Venerable's heart tightened.
An aura of death struck from behind.
He hurriedly turned around, throwing both fists out, striking a flurry of fist shadows in an attempt to block this fatal attack.
However, wherever the zither sound passed.
Everything burst apart.
The marble on the ground, as well as the corpses along the way, all exploded into dust and blood mist.
Under the man's terrified gaze.
He watched with his own eyes as his fist shadows instantly shattered.
Finally, clusters of blood mist also burst out from his own body.
Of the hundreds of people who came to kill Qianqian.
At this moment, only a few dozen remained standing in place in terror.
Watching helplessly as the leading Martial Venerable expert and hundreds of their colleagues were killed by that young girl.
They understood that they were completely just ants waiting to be slaughtered.
They couldn't even run away.
Soon, someone fell to their knees in fright and begged,
"Please don't kill me."
"I've only been employed by the Li Clan for two days."
Qianqian restrained her vitality and blood.
She leaped onto the back of the Spirit Crane.
And said to those she hadn't killed,
"Continue to be good people, otherwise you will definitely die the next time you meet me."
The Spirit Crane flapped its wings and soared into the clouds.
As it flew, it said to Qianqian,
"The human race is truly a complex species."
"Why do they like to persecute their own kind so much?"
"If I had my own clansmen, I wouldn't even have enough time to cherish them."
Qianqian looked dejected, thinking of the Qilin in her heart again.
"Yes!"
"It would be great if there weren't so many people in this world."
"There should be more kind spirit beasts like the Qilin."
The Spirit Crane immediately added,
"And more spirit beasts like the Spirit Crane."
"The Black Turtle isn't bad either."
"In the past, there was also a Nine-Tailed Fox, as innocent as the Qilin, and they had a very good relationship."
One person and one crane.
Chatting as they crossed rivers, mountains, and seas, flying toward Great Xia once again.
As if the massacre just now had never happened.
Great Xia Holy Capital.
The fifth batch of personnel from the Ancient Clan was dispatched.
A private plane carrying thirty Martial Sages and fifty young men and women of the Ancient Clan headed to the provincial capital city they were about to take over.
The moment the plane took off and left the Wei Clan's private airport.
Wei Qianqiu slowly stood up.
Then he walked into the room in the small courtyard and took out once again that dress shining with silver light, woven together with embroidery needles and silk threads.
Then he took a step forward and appeared high in the sky.
Wei Qianqiu's actions almost instantly aroused the alertness of the Ancient Clan.
They were originally still selecting the sixth batch of trainees.
But suddenly they felt a powerful surge of vitality and blood soaring into the sky.
Gu Yang and all the remaining Martial Sages of the Ancient Clan simultaneously rushed out of the Wei Group's building.
Looking at Wei Qianqiu in the sky.
Gu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had a faint bad premonition in his heart.
But the next moment.
They saw Wei Qianqiu suddenly fly toward the north.
Then an explosion sounded from the north.
Before they could even figure out what was going on.
Explosions occurred one after another all over the Holy Capital.
A child of the Ancient Clan hadn't noticed the anomalies outside yet.
He was incredibly busy.
At this moment, he was still yelling at his phone:
"Protect me, protect me! You damn bot!"
"Are you hiding in the bushes doing your postpartum confinement? You don't even dare to join the team fight!"
"A bunch of elementary schoolers, you guys are so terribly noob!"
However, just as he was cursing vigorously, a game prompt suddenly popped up on the screen.
[Your network condition is poor, please check your network and try again].
That Ancient Clan child looked bewildered.
And was immediately about to call to complain.
"Damn it!"
"You must have a death wish!"
"How dare you interrupt the Young Master of the Ancient Clan while he's climbing the ranks!"
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
