Chapter 408 – Rules of the Martial Arts Alliance

Chapter 408 – Rules of the Martial Arts Alliance

Qiu Qian’s expression appeared twisted and struggled, this was the first time Xu Qi’an had encountered such a situation.

Didn’t Li Miaozhen say that when a person has just died and the three souls have not gathered together, he is the stupid son of the landlord’s family, who answers whatever he is asked?

At that moment, Qiu Qian’s face gradually calmed down, his eyes unfocused as he muttered, “I suspect that he is the Primordial Supervisor.”

“.”

It was like a scorching thunderbolt exploding in Xu Qi’an’s mind, shattering all his thoughts, his head buzzing with confusion.

It took him a long time to calm down from this information explosion, and then he sensed that there was something wrong with Ji Qian’s answer.

Ji Qian used the word “doubt”, and from these two words, Xu Qi’an could deduce two crucial pieces of information:

For one, Ji Qian was not the most central figure in the power he belonged to and did not have access to the most central secrets.

Secondly, since he has made such a suspicion, it means that he has some inside information.

Xu Qiwei settled down and pursued, “What is your basis for this?”

Qiu Qian’s undulating voice replied:

“I had overheard him calling the current generation of supervisors sinful disciples. Also, he had told me, and my brothers and sisters, that what belongs to us will eventually be reclaimed. Five hundred years of holding back is to grow stronger.”

Xu Qi’an was silent, analyzing it mentally for a moment, thinking that Ji Qian’s guess was right.

Back then, the first Superintendent didn’t die and left a backhand so that he could take away that Emperor’s descendants, and that’s why Emperor Wuzong didn’t cut off the roots.

It’s logical and makes sense.

At the same time, Xu Qi’an thought of many details to verify this.

“I’m going to have to rehash everything I’ve experienced since crossing over again, all the cases.”

“The very first is the tax silver case, the former Minister of the Household, Zhou Xianping, allegiance is the five hundred years of orthodox lineage, he embezzled millions of taels of silver in the twenty years of the whereabouts, finally have an explanation for plotting against the most need is what? It’s money.

“The Yunzhou case was a collusion between the Qi Party’s Minister of War and the Witch God Cult, but when Yunzhou was investigating the case, the mysterious warlock suspected to be the first Superintendent of Justice had a brush with me, but helped to catch the spy and assisted me in secret. What was the purpose of his helping me? There’s no reason.”

This incident that happened when he was in Yunzhou was always like a thorn stuck in Xu Qi’an’s throat, but he lacked the appropriate clues and evidence to give a guess.

“The most recent is the massacre case of the King of Zhenbei, in this case, the Princess secretly traveled to Chuzhou with the mission, this is because Emperor Yuan Jing wanted to guard against the two-fifths in the court, and I had already reasoned out at that time that many of the ministers in the court were secretly connected to the mysterious warlocks.

“Yes, if the mysterious warlock is the Primordial Supervisor Zheng, and the power behind him is the Da Feng Imperial Family from five hundred years ago, then this all makes sense, knowing that some of the courtiers have long been secretly dissatisfied with Emperor Yuan Jing’s monasticism. They may have long been secretly turned by the Primordial Supervisor Zheng.

“It’s all the Da Feng royal family anyway, since your lineage is rotten, why don’t I defect to the lineage from five hundred years ago? They are the rightful owners.

“In addition, the mysterious warlock helping the barbarians loot the king’s consort can also be explained quite reasonably. Since the Primordial Supervisor Zheng wanted to rebel, he definitely couldn’t allow the Zhenbei King to be promoted to the second rank, and he even had to try to get rid of him by all means.

“The existence of a second-ranked martial artist who is also well-versed in the art of war will surely be one of the biggest obstacles to their rebel cause. Therefore, all the machinations of the Primordial Supervisor Zheng are to weaken the power of the Da Feng nation, so as long as one seizes this purpose and extrapolates it in reverse…”

When Xu Qi’an thought of this, his pupils contracted slightly, and a thought surfaced in his mind: what about Wei Yuan?

If you want to rebel, the top of the must-kill list is Supervisor Zheng, and second, should be Wei Yuan.

Compared to the King of Zhen Bei, Wei Yuan, the master of the art of war who spent only a few months beating the raging, invincible northern demon and barbarian tribes; the generation of military gods who strategized and won the most disastrous battle ever fought by mankind, the Battle of Shanhaiguan.

He was the real figure to be eradicated, and Wei Yuan’s level of trouble was second only to that of the contemporary Supervisor.

“Well, it’s true that Duke Wei has been attacked by the ministers, and that group of jetsetters in the Giver’s Office, who don’t move at all, shouted: please, Your Majesty, behead this fang.

“There’s no telling how many of these have already defected to the Primordial Supervisor Crouch, wait a minute!”

Inside his head, a bolt of lightning struck down, illuminating little things that had been hidden in the darkness.

He thought of a case, one that was ostensibly against the Empress and involved a dispute over the Crown Prince, but actually alluded to Wei Yuan.

The case of Princess Fu!

“Imagine if this case did not have my meddling in it, then the consequences it led to would have been the Empress being deposed, and the Fourth Prince being relegated from being the first son to being the concubine son, never again having the possibility of inheriting the great lineage.

“And supporting the fourth prince to succeed the throne is the beginning of Duke Wei’s ambition. In this way, Duke Wei and Emperor Yuan Jing, would be a rupture between ruler and subject. An irreparable rift will be left between them.

“And the mastermind behind the case of Concubine Fu was Noble Consort Chen, and it’s a fact that there’s someone behind Noble Consort Chen, well, thinking about it this way, it’s interesting to see that the maid named He’er was able to wear a breath-shielding magic weapon in the first place.”

Thinking of this, Xu Qi’an pinched his brow and lamented feebly, “Warlocks are all old silver coins.”

The case of Concubine Fu should only be the tip of the iceberg in dealing with Wei Yuan, not even a prelude, I do not know what other actions will follow.

“Why is the Qi Luck on Xu Qi’an?”

He finally asked the vital question.

Qiu Qian stood blankly frozen and replied, “I don’t know, I only know that for some reason, the Qi Luck had to be stored within him. Originally, he would have been sent out of the capital in the tax and silver case at the end of the year in the capital inspection.”

“Why did you make such a big deal of sending Xu Qi’an out of the capital? You couldn’t just send someone to loot it?”

Qiu Qian’s expression was dumbfounded as he muttered, “I don’t know.”

Xu Qi’an asked, “You said you wanted to sharpen Xu Qi’an into a human stick and bring him back, you hate him so much, why don’t you just kill him.”

Qiu Qian replied, “He is the container that holds the qi, and until the qi is taken out, the container cannot be broken.”

The container can’t be broken until the qi is taken out, which is good news for me Xu Qi’an asked again, “How do I take out the qi?”

Qiu Qian: “I don’t know, but father and that lord have been making preparations accordingly for many years.”

Taking out the luck is a difficult, or, tedious process, as when the first generation of the Supervisor of the organs to steal the national luck from his series of plans to analyze, the first generation of the Supervisor seems to be no longer the peak, can only be meticulously up to the scheme.

Thinking about it from another angle, wouldn’t the contemporary supervisors face the same dilemma if the Dafeng state continues to weaken?

Well, that’s a vital piece of information.

Xu Qi’an thought to himself.

“Then do you know what happens to the container after the qi is taken out?” He stared at Qiu Qian and said in a deep voice.

“Of course it’s dead.”

Fuck! Xu Qi’an exploded in his mind.

After the qi is taken out, he will die?

Then the Primordial Supervisor was his mortal enemy, there was no longer any doubt about that, there was no wiggle room.

The problem was that the contemporary supervisor was likewise his mortal enemy.

Now he was a pawn in the game of two generations of Supervisors, and what the Supervisors showed to him was, for the most part, goodwill. However, no matter what the process was like, the ending was actually predetermined.

The contemporary Supervisor is bound to retrieve the qi within him.

Only by returning the qi to the Dafeng will the Dafeng’s national power be restored, and the national power of a dynasty and the Supervisor are closely related; when the national power is weakened, the Supervisor’s strength will also be weakened.

With immediate interests at stake, how could the contemporary Supervisor not retrieve the qi? The reason why they don’t take it now is that the time has not yet come.

What about the future?

Xu Qi’an was deeply flooded with a feeling like falling into an ice cellar, his body chilled.

“When do you plan to start?” Xu Qi’an asked.

“Wait for Wei Yuan to die, wait to recapture the qi within Xu Qi’an, and wait for me to be promoted to the fourth rank.” Qiu Qian replied.

“Why wait for you to be promoted to the fourth rank?”

He had expected the first two answers in his mind and was not surprised.

“By advancing to the fourth rank, I will be able to accommodate this heaven-splitting qi. I am my father’s first son, the future co-lord of the Nine States, and this qi fortune is mine.”

No wonder he loathes me and envies me so much, claiming that everything I have now is just taking advantage of him . Xu Qi’an thought for a moment and asked:

“Your father told you that?”

“Of course, if I hadn’t been chosen as the heir, how could he have given me the “Dragon’s Teeth”.” Qiu Qian said.

“Where is your hiding place?”

“In Xuzhou.”

Xu Zhou? Is there such a place in Dafeng Xu Qi’an frowned and briefly recalled it, confirming that he had not heard of this place.

But there are thirteen states in Dafeng, and countless more states within states.

He was another geography idiot in his previous life and didn’t even know the criteria for dividing the south from the north.

“Where is Xu Zhou?” Xu Qi’an directly inquired.

“I-I don’t remember,” Qiu Qian mumbled.

“?”    What do you mean you don’t remember your own family?

“Where is Xu Zhou.” Xu Qi’an asked again.

“I… I…”

Qiu Qian’s blurred face showed intense pain as he clutched his head with both hands and moaned in agony, “I don’t remember”

Bang!

The souls exploded apart, transforming into a ghastly wind that swept through every corner of the room.

On the hillside outside the dense forest, the white-robed warlock withdrew his gaze, flexed his fingers, and crimson flames licked at the corpses, the jackals, and reduced them to ashes.

With a wave of his large sleeve, the ashes rose violently and drifted into the distance.

“The King of Huai is dead, after Yuan Jing has given his sinful edict, his qi has dropped another point, Wei Yuan is next Ji Qian, your mission is accomplished, you died in a good way.”

He was in an excellent mood and walked away with his hands behind his back, smiling.

At the height of summer, the temperature in the room was as cool as late fall.

Xu Qi’an stood in the silent chamber, confused for half a day, was it my question that touched some taboo, causing Ji Qian’s soul to blow itself up?

It’s not right, he’s spoken out about Xuzhou, it would make sense that his soul should somehow resist and blow itself up when I ask that question .

Now, even if I don’t know where Xuzhou is, won’t I just go back and look up the information.

He sat down at the table and quieted his mind, silently digesting the information he had gained this night.

The first generation of the Supervisor is not dead, and there are still descendants of the 500 year old Unity Lineage; twenty years ago, it was the first generation of the Supervisor who stole the fortunes of the Dafeng nation; they have been plotting a rebellion

If this information were to be publicized, it would cause an uproar.

It is not too much to ask that the nation be shocked.

“The first generation treats me as a tool man, accommodating my qi; the current generation treats me as a chess piece to be used for gaming; Emperor Yuan Jing wants to kill me, and this court won’t treat me, so I can’t wait for someone to yank him out of the dragon chair.

“But Wei Yuan treats me like a son, and Mount and Huaiqing are my confidants .”

Xu Qi’an deeply realized what it meant to be in a dilemma, he pinched his brow and exhaled:

“The old rule is, when things are not decided, look for the big brother. I’ll tell Duke Wei about this, and let him have a headache about what to do.”

After making the decision, he stopped thinking about it and fished out Ji Qian’s leather pouch from his arms, which contained heavy killing magic weapons such as bed crossbows and artillery. There were also treasure armor, weapons, and other magic weapons.

Xu Qi’an didn’t have to look for too long and found a box made of rosewood, about three feet long, with dragons and phoenixes carved on its surface.

Taking the wooden box out of its leather pouch, he placed it on the table, opened it, and on the soft, bright yellow silk cloth lay a slightly curved tusk, sort of like a pocket-sized version of ivory.

The white surface was engraved with densely-packed runes, and with just one look, Xu Qi’an became dizzy and nauseous.

He didn’t dare to look at it more, and immediately closed the sandalwood box.

“This must be the dragon’s tooth, hiss, this magic weapon is a bit too strong .”

According to Ji Qian, the Dragon’s Tooth seemed to be the greatest treasure of their lineage, and only the heir apparent could hold it?

Xu Qi’an intuitively believed that this dragon tooth would be of great use in the future.

In the small town, in a two-entry courtyard, the candlelight was high, and Cao Qingyang, wearing a purple robe, sat in the hall, his gaze stoic as he looked at the sect masters and gang masters on both sides.

On the spot, there were a total of sixteen gang masters and sect masters, of which a full twelve were Fourth Grade experts, and five senior Fourth Grade.

On Cao Qingyang’s left, sat Tian Ji, who wore a golden mask.

This martial artist who was in charge of the largest jianghu organization in Jianzhou was holding tea in his hand, the tea lid gently knocking against the rim of the cup, and the hall was silent, with only the sound of the tea lid and the rim of the cup colliding, faint and crisp.

“Yang Cui Xue, Fu Jing Men, do you two really want to withdraw from this operation?” Cao Qingyang said indifferently.

Yang Cui Xue was the Pavilion Master of the Ink Pavilion, and Fu Jing Men was the leader of the Divine Fist Gang, and last night, the two of them had teamed up to defend Xu Qi’an against three Lotus Daoist priests.

Suffering some injuries, they were all a little pale.

In the face of Cao Qingyang’s questioning, the two of them composed themselves and nodded.

Fu Jingmen said in a deep voice, “Alliance Master Cao, the lotus seed is certainly a supreme treasure to us, but it is not essential. But to make me an enemy of Xu Yinluo, I’m sorry that I can’t comply.”

Cao Qingyang let out an “ah”, “Xu Yinluo has been kind to you?”

Fu Jingmen shook his head, “My Divine Fist Gang’s boxing style is rigid, straight, and open-minded.”

Cao Qingyang looked at Yang Cui Xue again, his face expressionless, “Sect Master Yang, your Ink Pavilion’s swordsmanship has quite a few sinister moves, and why are you doing this?”

Yang Cui Xue arched his hand and sighed tersely, “The old man likes to make friends with young heroes the most, and admires Xu Qi’an as a person, that’s all.”

Cao Qingyang said indifferently, “Therefore, my orders are inconsequential wild dogs barking in your eyes, listen and forget.”

Throughout, his tone was flat. Those who were familiar with him knew very well that if the always brash Cao Gang Leader made such a move, it meant that he was in an extremely bad mood.

It’s dangerous.

Xiao Yuenu, the owner of the Ten Thousand Flowers Mansion, softly said, “Alliance Master Cao, Senior Yang and Brother Fu did not intend to disobey your orders, it’s just that a great man has something to do and something not to do.

“Furthermore, back then, when the Martial Arts Alliance was founded, the initial alliance master had an agreement with our factions that we would listen to orders but not declarations, and that if we felt that the orders of the Martial Arts Alliance were against moral principles and against our own will, we were allowed to reject them.”

“What a way to follow orders and not announcements.”

Tian Ji laughed coldly, “Alliance Master Cao, it has been rumored that the Martial Arts Alliance is a dominant force in Jian Zhou, and that you are the one who speaks the truth. I didn’t realize that rumors are rumors after all, if this matter spreads out, how will you still be able to gain a foothold in the jianghu?”

Cao Qingyang had a cold face, “What does Your Excellency think should be done?”

Tian Ji took out the imperial gold medal from his bosom and gently placed it on the table, his voice cold, “If you openly disobey orders according to the court system, you will be killed without pardon.”

Cao Qingyang sighed, “My lord, think again.”

Tian Ji coldly grunted, “Master Cao, no matter how big the Wulin Alliance is, it’s not bigger than the imperial court, right? If we all join hands to seize the Lotus Seed, together we will benefit both. And now that the Mo Pavilion and Divine Fist Gang are openly in the company of Xu Qi’an, His Majesty can’t tolerate them anymore.

“The Wulin Alliance took the opportunity to break its arm to survive, and it can still make up for its mistakes. Otherwise, if His Majesty sends troops to crusade in the coming day, you should know the consequences. Even though the old alliance master is still alive, is it worth it to go against the imperial court for a mere two people?”

Tian Ji came here this time to raise hell.

A mere jungle gang has nearly spoiled His Majesty’s great event, clearly disregarding the court.

This trend must not be allowed to grow.

“Then there’s nothing more to say.” Cao Qingyang sighed.

Upon hearing this, Tian Ji laughed coldly in his heart, although His Majesty’s sinful edict had reduced his prestige and made the court’s deterrent power greatly reduced, but the court was still the court, and it was a behemoth that couldn’t be resisted for these jianghu pikers.

Occasionally one or two reckless bad things that don’t care about the big picture are unavoidable, as long as the culprits are eradicated and the trend is snuffed out it will be done.

In the next moment, Cao Qingyang pressed his palm on Tian Ji’s forehead and pushed him out of the quadrangle.

The airplanes exploded like thunder, and the columns and fences kept collapsing.

From the inside of the hall to the outside of the quadrangle, in a short distance of a dozen feet, the two men’s qi pitted against each other no less than a hundred times.

Tian Ji’s body wrapped in black robes fell heavily onto the street outside the quadrangle, his mask chafing and blood flowing from his forehead along the torn mask.

Cao Qingyang just shrugged off his hand as if he had done something trivial.

“Cao Qingyang, you want to destroy the six hundred years of foundation of the Martial Alliance?” Tian Ji was furious.

He was a Senior Fourth Grade, although there was still a considerable distance from the peak, but he shouldn’t be so inept in any way. But in the exchange of hands just now, he was completely unable to counter Cao Qingyang’s Qi.

I only feel that I am too far away from him, and if I really want to move my hand, within a hundred strokes, I will definitely die.

The top three martial artists on the Martial Ranking were so powerful that they were trembling with fear.

“The Martial Arts Alliance has its own rules, and in the past six hundred years, there have been changes of alliance leaders one after another, so how has it ever been a dog for the imperial court?” Cao Qingyang said indifferently:

“You go back and tell the emperor, send troops to crusade or not, send people to assassinate or not, feel free to come. Even if the Martial Arts Alliance is extinguished as a result, the ancestors will give me a thumbs up and say that they have not dishonored the Martial Arts Alliance’s reputation.”

Tian Ji’s face was grim, but he didn’t dare to speak harsh words.

“I’m not killing you today, it’s not because I’m afraid, but you’re not enough.” After Cao Qingyang finished speaking, he turned around and returned, his purple robe sleeves swaying.

PS: Double the monthly votes, so I won’t open the single chapter, just asking for help to stabilize the current position, please.

I’m going to bed first, I’ll fix the typos tomorrow. Recently, I’ve been staying up until the early hours of the morning, or even all night, and my condition is really bad. Sleeping well, and not sleeping well, are two completely different things.