Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 446 - 258: The End of the Chessboard, A Final Farewell, Under the Jiguang, The Tricks are Unpredictable

Chapter 446 -258: The End of the Chessboard, A Final Farewell, Under the Jiguang, The Tricks are Unpredictable

Ying Shenji was very dissatisfied; in the hearts of the Da Yan Alliance Army, there seemed to be only that one leader.

Ji Dang.

After Ji Dang’s death in battle, many soldiers mutinied, no longer obeying orders, and even some broke through to the Mystic Gate Realm on their own, unwilling to continue participating in the war.

Yan Xingchen said, “It wasn’t entirely because of Ji Dang’s death.”

“Nanli’s Lord Wen returned, and in his first battle, he only brought three hundred Dragon Cavalry, annihilating our three thousand troops in an instant, slaying the Wind Dragon King.”

“According to the news, it seems that Nanli’s Lord Wen has re-entered the Grandmaster Realm.”

“He harnessed his Sword Dao to swallow the Grandmaster’s obsession, entering the realm of a Sword Dao Master.”

“After fighting with Ji Dang for three years, he re-entered the Fist Grandmaster Realm!”

“The intimidation brought by Nanli’s Lord Wen caused his soldiers to tremble in fear.”

“They dared not oppose him.”

Ying Shenji’s chest trembled with rage, “Useless, all useless!”

“What is Nanli’s Lord Wen, a mere cultivator with no King Gu for attacking, yet he scared them into fleeing the Death Realm!”

“All of them are useless!”

At this moment, Ting Yun strode in with great strides, and Ying Shenji was slightly delighted, “Ting Yun, you’ve come!”

“Indeed, at such times, we Dragons can be relied upon!”

“Do you have any good news?”

Ting Yun said sorrowfully, “Your Highness, the latest news is that Biyou Dragon Girl has taken her own life.”

“Once this news spreads, I fear I won’t be able to suppress the cultivators under my command.”

“On Da Yan’s side, it’s heard that a princess will be sent to the Death Realm to take control of Da Yan’s forces.”

“Cao Guanxiu has already defied orders and gone to greet Da Yan’s princess.”

After Ting Yun spoke, he didn’t bother to look at Ying Shenji’s expression.

For a long moment, Ting Yun and Yan Xingchen finally heard Ying Shenji’s voice.

“We need to do something to boost morale and reorganize our troops.”

“I am the descendant of Ancestor Dragon Ying Dragon; I was born to be the Dragon King of this world, destined to sit on that noble throne!”

“Pass down the order, I am to hold a coronation ceremony!”

Ting Yun and Yan Xingchen were both taken aback, looking up in surprise.

At this very moment, to proclaim oneself king, whether it was good or bad was unknown.

…

Chen Qing carried a pitch-black sword box, sitting atop the Green Bull, behind him were three hundred Dragon Cavalry.

Further back were the endless cultivators of Nanli and the Demon Clan under Hu Yao’s command.

Chen Qing sat atop the Green Bull, looking towards an ancient city ahead; this ancient city belonged to Da Yan, yet faced with Chen Qing its gates were wide open.

At the city gate, there was only Wangji Monk, in white, sitting atop a high platform formed by withered trees.

Chen Qing beckoned to Wang Yuan and approached together.

“Master Wangji, we meet again.”

Wangji folded his hands in a greeting, smiling, “Yes, we meet again.”

Master Wangji said, “Lord Wen, it’s a shame Lady Biyou Dragon Girl is not here at our reunion; otherwise, we could have recreated the scene of our first meeting.”

Chen Qing asked, “What happened to Biyou Dragon Girl?”

Wangji said, “She has taken her own life.”

Chen Qing wasn’t particularly concerned about Biyou Dragon Girl’s death, “Even if she were present, it would be different.”

Wangji asked, “How so?”

Chen Qing said, “At that time, you looked down on me.”

“Now, you cannot look down on me.”

Wangji sighed, “Perhaps my junior brother was indeed wiser.”

Tears fell from Wang Yuan’s eyes, “Senior Brother.”

Wangji shook his head, “It’s no use saying more now.”

“Lord Wen, I am willing to self-immolate here, offer this city to you, and request that you spare the city’s garrison.”

Chen Qing shook his head, “I cannot spare them.”

Wangji said, “Lord Wen now holds a power sweeping across the land; a mere few hundred cultivators cannot change the overall situation.”

Chen Qing said, “There are only so many cultivation resources in this world. If my Nanli cultivators cultivate more, then Da Yan’s cultivators will cultivate less.”

“Likewise, if I spare these Da Yan cultivators, how shall my Nanli tigers cultivate?”

“When I become king, if these prisoners and defeated soldiers remain, I will not provide them with cultivation resources either.”

“Without hope of cultivation, they will only rebel.”

“Rather than bearing the name of killer of prisoners later, it’s better to end it cleanly now.”

Wangji was momentarily speechless, “I still ask for Lord Wen’s mercy.”

Chen Qing asked sharply, “So, are you prepared to allocate the Mystic Gate Realm share of the future Buddhist sect to Da Yan’s cultivators?”

Hearing this, Wangji suddenly fell silent, simply picking up a torch, channeling spiritual energy and offering it to Wang Yuan.

“This matter is settled, the outcome is decided, I ask my junior brother to see me off!”

Wang Yuan was reluctant to pick up the torch; after all, it was Wangji who brought him up personally. They depended on each other for over twenty years, and now he had to end his brother’s life with his own hands.

Wangji said, “It is fate and destiny; once you choose this path and sow the cause, you must accept the effect.”

“If a senior brother can accept it calmly, so should a junior brother not grieve; you should go further.”

“As a Buddhist disciple, to be stained with the karma of slaughter, I should have gone to hell long ago.”

“Wang Yuan, do it, end my life and transcend my sins!”

Wang Yuan, choked up, picked up the torch, setting it upon the pile of withered trees. As the flames blazed up, Chen Qing waved his hand, “Enter the city and leave no one alive.”

Amidst the flames, the Dragon Cavalry charged into the city, beginning another massacre.

With the Dragon Cavalry serving as the vanguard, in just one hour, the few hundred Da Yan cultivators in the city were all slaughtered.