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Chapter 211: Gathering of Martial Saints! Foolish Creatures!
Chapter 211: Gathering of Martial Saints! Foolish Creatures!
"Return to the Capital?"
Qin Zheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he stood up, opening the door of the quiet room.
At this moment, Mu Jinyan stood respectfully outside the door, holding a letter in both hands.
Qin Zheng reached out, took the letter, and scanned it.
"I understand."
After a few breaths, Qin Zheng spoke calmly, his gaze shifting to Mu Jinyan.
"There are no more Demon Dens in Xuan Province, and no Grand Sage-level demonic beings will appear for a while, so rest assured."
After speaking, Qin Zheng took a step forward and instantly soared into the sky.
He then transformed into a flash of light and rushed into the clouds.
Mu Jinyan, standing at the original spot, watched the direction Qin Zheng had left, his eyes filled with both envy and worry.
A person like Senior Qin, with such a personality, would likely face difficulties in the capital!
The letter didn't contain much content, only a few brief words:
[Concerning the safety of the Great Jin Dynasty, return to the Grand Martial Academy in the capital immediately!]
The signature was a familiar three-word name: Wang Qingfeng.
Therefore, Qin Zheng didn't hesitate much and flew directly into the sky, swiftly rushing towards the direction of the Great Jin Dynasty's capital.
The capital was located in the heart of the Great Jin Dynasty, while Xuan Province was on the southeast edge, not too close.
Even with Qin Zheng's haste, it was only after an hour that he caught sight of the capital's silhouette.
At this moment, Wang Qingfeng's figure also appeared before his eyes.
"Brother Qin!"
Wang Qingfeng spoke first.
"Senior," Qin Zheng replied, then continued, "What happened?"
Judging from the letter's content, it seemed urgent.
Wang Qingfeng looked at Qin Zheng, wanting to say something but hesitating. He sighed lightly and said, "It's about the twelve provinces of the Great Jin Dynasty."
Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed instantly.
Was the Great Jin Dynasty's court about to make a final decision? And judging from Wang Qingfeng's expression, the situation didn't seem good.
Could it be that the Great Jin Dynasty's court was really going to give up the twelve provinces?!
"Let's go, we'll talk on the way."
At this moment, Wang Qingfeng spoke, then led Qin Zheng towards the direction of the Grand Martial Academy.
After a short while, the two arrived at a grand hall of the Grand Martial Academy, one in front of the other.
The Grand Martial Academy was quiet at this time, filled with a suppressed atmosphere.
"National Guardian Lord!"
As the two figures appeared, the head of the Grand Martial Academy, standing guard at the hall, immediately called out respectfully.
But his voice was not as loud as usual, sounding somewhat subdued.
The two nodded.
Wang Qingfeng took a step forward and said, "Let's go."
The vermillion doors opened, revealing the scene inside the hall.
Under the spacious architecture, more than ten powerful auras were arranged in two rows, left and right, seated in the hall.
National Guardian Saints!
Qin Zheng's pupils constricted slightly.
All the National Guardian Saints of the Great Jin Dynasty were gathered in this grand hall! Even Wei Yunfeng was here, but his aura was weak and listless, as if he was dozing off.
I'm the last one to arrive! Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed.
As his figure stepped into the hall, more than ten pairs of eyes immediately turned towards him.
After a few moments of silence, a loud voice of praise sounded.
"Qin Zheng, the Young Martial Genius! Truly extraordinary!"
Qin Zheng's gaze followed the voice and saw a man wearing a Flowing Cloud Dao Robe, his hair tied in a bun, resembling a Taoist priest.
Beside him sat a cold and ethereal beauty, like a celestial fairy descended from the heavens.
Ask Immortal Sect!!
These three words immediately popped into Qin Zheng's mind.
Why is someone from the Ask Immortal Sect here? He immediately wondered.
"Please, National Guardian Qin, take a seat."
At this moment, the man in the Flowing Cloud Dao Robe, resembling a Taoist priest, spoke.
"Follow me."
Wang Qingfeng, standing beside him, said, then walked straight towards Wei Yunfeng.
The cushion was already prepared. After the two sat down, the silence in the hall was broken once more.
"In my opinion, there are no more Immortal Sect ruins in the twelve provinces, so it's better to abandon them early and free our hands to explore other ruins."
Hearing these words, Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed, his gaze shifting to the speaker.
Gao Chengyin!
The Gao family's Martial Saint from Yan Province we met last time!
"Abandon? Twelve provinces, millions of lives? You want to give up just like that?!"
Then, in Qin Zheng's ear, a sudden roar of anger sounded.
Wei Yunfeng opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes filled with anger as he glared at Gao Chengyin opposite him. His aura surged, as if he was about to fight at the slightest provocation.
"Hmph! How much longer can you live, old fellow?"
"Looking at you like this, it seems you've suffered a severe injury. I doubt you'll live past thirty years." Gao Chengyin chuckled mockingly.
"You!!"
Wei Yunfeng's hair and beard stood on end, his anger palpable.
Suddenly, the two National Guardian Saints on either side erupted into a heated argument.
"In the end, the humans of the Twelve States can't offer anything of value to the Great Jin Dynasty. They're nothing but a burden!"
"Absurd! Abandoning the Twelve States is abandoning our humanity! Without humanity, what's the point of cultivating martial arts?!"
". . ."
As the argument raged, several Martial Saints on both sides closed their eyes and remained uninvolved, as if they had only come to meditate.
"Enough!"
Just then, the man in the Flowing Cloud Dao Robe spoke up, interrupting the quarrel.
"We have an important guest here, and you're all making a scene, damaging the reputation of the Great Jin Dynasty!"
The man glanced at the Immortal Robe Maiden before turning to the National Guardian Saints on both sides. "I've called you all here to inform you that the Great Jin Dynasty truly cannot defend the Thirty-Six States."
At these words, the Martial Saints on both sides turned to him, awaiting his next words.
After a moment of contemplation, the man continued, "While we lack the strength to defend the Twelve States, we won't abandon them to the demons. We won't let the people of the Great Jin Dynasty become food for the demons!"
"I've discussed this with the Ask Immortal Sect, and we've decided to divide the Twelve States among them. The Ask Immortal Sect will take over the defense of the Twelve States."
Before he could finish, a figure in a golden-embroidered black robe stood up and approached him.
The man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he immediately said, "Qin Zheng, wait until I'm done speaking!"
Qin Zheng paid no heed and continued walking towards the man.
"How dare you!"
Suddenly, a roar echoed, and Gao Chengyin stepped forward to block Qin Zheng.
Swish! At that moment, Wang Qingfeng brandished his spear, blocking Gao Chengyin. A surge of battle intent filled the air.
The atmosphere in the hall became tense.
Qin Zheng had now reached the man, or rather, the Immortal Robe Maiden.
"You want the Ask Immortal Sect to defend the Twelve States for the Great Jin Dynasty?"
Qin Zheng spoke calmly.
The Immortal Robe Maiden slightly raised her head, her cold gaze fixed on Qin Zheng, saying nothing.
"Qin Zheng, you..."
The man's eyebrows furrowed, his face filled with anger, he was about to scold Qin Zheng.
Swish! A large hand suddenly reached out, and before anyone could react, it grabbed the Immortal Robe Maiden's head.
Boom! A loud rumble echoed through the hall.
The ground cracked, and the Immortal Robe Maiden's head was smashed into the ground by Qin Zheng's single hand.
"Either talk or die."
A calm and cold voice echoed through the hall.
Bang! The maiden's head was pulled out from beneath the ground.
Her face, once so beautiful, was now covered in blood.
At this moment, the maiden no longer exuded the cold and aloof aura of a Fallen Immortal.
"Qin Zheng! What are you doing?!"
The Dao Robe man shouted angrily, his aura surging as he took a step forward, ready to strike Qin Zheng.
Swish! Bang!!
A large hand landed on his chest, and a vast force pushed him to the other side of the hall.
Seeing this, many National Guardian Saints in the hall froze.
Several National Guardian Saints who had kept their eyes closed now opened them, their eyes filled with gravity.
"Yes, yes!"
The Immortal Robe Maiden, no longer silent, trembled and spoke.
At this moment, she felt an intense killing intent from the man before her. She sensed that if she didn't comply, he would kill her without hesitation!
"You're all so bold."
Qin Zheng sighed.
The maiden's body trembled, her face filled with disbelief.
"How do you know?!"
She cried out in shock.
This question caught the attention of the other National Guardian Saints.
"Because..."
Qin Zheng.
The Ghost Head Great Saber appeared in his hand.
"I just killed one of you!"
Swish! As he spoke, the maiden's head rolled onto the ground.
(End of Chapter)
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