Chapter 252: Chapter 107: The Fall of the Wang Family, Cultivators Head South

But Li Xuan saw the emissaries traveling south.

The group of emissaries, numbering in the hundreds, came openly from the capital, heading south all the way to the north of Hundred Flowers Mansion.

Further ahead lay the boundaries of Cyan Wood Province.

The emissary couldn’t help but slow their pace, yet beside the emissary was a woman in white, "whose style was completely different from the entire group."

The woman was dressed in snowy attire, floating like a celestial being, carrying a longsword, looking akin to those chivalrous women in the martial world.

However, she was more unrestrained than a chivalrous woman, and even more beautiful.

Her skin was like a baby’s, her eyes like autumn water, her presence like isolated snow...

A woman like her would attract everyone’s attention no matter where she went; unless they were blind or foolish, they couldn’t help but gaze at her.

Yet, no one in the royal emissary contingent dared to look at her.

At this moment, the emissary slowed down, but the woman did not slow.

Not only did she not slow down, but she sped up her pace instead.

In March, the winds were still cold. The emissary wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve, his Adam’s apple moving nervously as he followed.

His gaze turned, seeing the blood-red words "Cyan Wood Province" on the boundary monument.

Not far from the boundary monument stood a pavilion.

Inside the pavilion, there was someone.

A monk. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

The monk’s bald head glistened in the sunlight.

The emissary team’s advance halted from afar, daring not to proceed further.

The woman in white, however, stepped forward and asked, "Master, from where do you come?"

The monk raised his head to look at her and smiled, "From where I came."

The woman in white sighed and asked, "Do all of you Buddhists like to speak this way?"

The monk glanced at those behind the woman.

The woman in white waved her hand and said, "Retreat and wait for me twenty miles away."

The emissary, relieved, hurriedly nodded and bowed, then had people quickly withdraw, running faster than rabbits chased by tigers.

The pavilion,

The spring breeze...

The celestial being, the monk.

The woman in white casually asked, "What sect are you from? How come I’ve never heard of you suddenly appearing in Great Yin?"

The monk said, "From the East, my Buddha only wishes to preach, only seeking incense."

The woman in white couldn’t help but ask, "What good is incense for?"

The monk did not answer, instead asked, "Does it conflict with you?"

The woman in white honestly shook her head, saying, "We don’t want incense, just resources."

But then she suddenly said, "Since you’re not Buddha, and I’m not a Sect Leader, why don’t we test each other?"

The monk said, "I am the Subduing Tiger Arhat under my Buddha."

The woman in white said, "Lingyi Sect, Luo E."

After saying this, she flicked her finger, and the sword light "swish" swiftly darted out, like a wisp of silver wind instantly winding around the monk.

The monk merely closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

The sword light was extremely fast, like countless white pythons coiling around him, emitting a sharp "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound.

But the monk did not move an inch.

His robe was already torn, but his skin did not show a hint of blood.

However, the sword also appeared particularly hard, not showing the slightest nick despite the rapid and frequent slashes.

Luo E exclaimed in surprise, stopped attacking aggressively, and retracted her flying sword, asking, "You don’t have a weapon? How did you train? How can your body be so hard?"

The monk put his hands together and smiled, "If the female patron wishes to join my Xinci Temple, Buddha would surely impart it."

He meant it as a casual refusal, but unexpectedly, Luo E’s face showed a hint of hesitation, as if she was genuinely considering "whether or not to join Xinci Temple."

This kind of character, showing joy and anger plainly, could really be described as pure and childlike; at least Li Xuan hadn’t seen it for a long time, the last time being his own little princess wife.

Finally, Luo E seemed to have an answer and said, "It’s not impossible, but I have to go back and ask my master. My master would surely be curious too.

By the way, if I join your Xinci Temple, can I avoid shaving my head?"

Li Xuan remained silent.

At that moment, he had injected himself with three types of physique demon blood and an "aberrant monkey" demon blood, coldly observing from dozens of miles away through an illusion skill puppet.

When Luo E saw the monk remain silent, she said, "Monks do not lie. Master, you can’t go back on your word.

I’m really curious, you don’t train with weapons, how do you train your body to be so hard?

Could it be, you’re actually as rumored, demons?"

Before Li Xuan could answer, Luo E hastily raised her hand, repeatedly waving: "I spoke without thinking, Master, I’m sorry.

Demons love eating people, but Cyan Wood Province is so peaceful, even bandits are fewer; how could Buddha be a demon?"

After saying, she stealthily moved forward, whispering, "It’s the Incense Fire Divine Realm, isn’t it? That ghost place, how dare you go there?"

Li Xuan controlled the illusion skill puppet, put his hands together, recited "Amitabha Buddha," then asked, "Does the patron have any other matter?"

Luo E lightly coughed, solemnly said, "Xinci Temple does not care about resources, and we don’t meddle with incense. Moreover... the Zhao family has a small request."

Li Xuan paused for a moment.

As for resources, he had always just gone to steal them directly, why bother asking?

So, he asked, "What request?"

Luo E said, "Buddha agreed with the Wang family, that Prince Qing’s Mansion would not leave Cyan Wood Province. Now that the Wang family is gone, the Zhao family still wishes to maintain incense at Xinci Temple, however... it’s hoped that Buddha will no longer restrain Prince Qing."

Li Xuan was silent for a moment, then said "Okay," and then asked, "Why are you helping the Zhao family?"

Luo E cheerfully thanked him and said, "Of course, it’s because the Zhao family is more obedient, willing to help us gather gold, and willing to help us gather Ice Crystals.

This year the sect is expanding, without gold and Ice Crystals, there’s not enough to forge flying swords.

Actually, Ice Crystals are okay, but gold... truly only exists in the secular world, we can only come and request it."

Li Xuan: ...

The cultivator in front of him effortlessly explained all his doubts with a single floaty sentence.

However, he couldn’t understand why Ice Crystals and gold had anything to do with flying swords.

But as a member of the Cultivator Realm, he certainly couldn’t ask casually, lest he reveal his true identity.

Regarding the Wang family’s downfall, he also had some guesses.

Most likely... they didn’t offer enough money? After all, the Empress Dowager, the Grand Empress Dowager’s attitude was clearly quite reluctant.

Before long, once the emissary team returned, the woman in white resumed her aloof manner, informing them of the negotiation results lightly.

The emissary team expressed their gratitude profusely, then continued southward.

On this journey, they had two stops, the first being Xinci Temple to offer incense, and the second being Prince Qing’s Mansion.

Although the royal family held power, they were weaker than the Ministry of War, and they urgently needed their own prince to stabilize the situation.

Is there anyone more suitable than Prince Qing?

As for the title of Prince Qing, Zhao She directly changed it.

The decree held by the emissary clearly stated: Prince Qing was renamed the Divine Martial Monarch of the Great Yin.