The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True - Chapter 203
Chapter 203: Chapter 203:1 Heard You Want to Divide My Black Wind Country?
Translator: 549690339
The Chaos Morality Holy Body… It’s not a laughing matter.
Soon after.
The figure of Xuanqing appeared in the sky above, overlooking the battlefield below, his eyes containing an indescribable and inexplicable meaning.
“Go!”
The duster flew out of his hand.
Thousands of dust tails kept on growing and extending, turning into countless transparent threads, falling toward the battlefield as if they had eyes.
Invisible and silent!
Zing-
Zing- zing
In the entire battlefield, all military officers who were wearing high-grade stomach armour and giving commands were hit by these threads and lost their lives instantly.
“Hey… Centurion, why aren’t you moving, be careful there could be enemies coming.”
“Chiliarch, what’s wrong with you…”
Some soldiers noticed something amiss, their own commanders were standing utterly still on the battlefield, which was incredibly strange.
Then,
Thump…thump… One body after another fell down.
“Damn it, the commander is dead, run.”
“The general is also dead…”
Once the leading soldiers are gone from the battlefield, the order will collapse instantly, not to mention that these soldiers of the Wusi Tibetan Kingdom had already consumed a lot of their morale during the siege.
Mutiny began.
Countless soldiers from the Wusi country, whether they were in the back getting ready, or in the midst of an attack, all dropped their weapons and started running backward, trying to get as far away from the battlefield as possible.
At this moment, even the archers supervising the battle, after losing the centurions, chiliarch, also took to their heels and scattered.
Above the lucky cloud.
Xuanqing, the cause of all this chaos, could only stare placidly at the scenes below, feeling no waves in his heart.
In fact.
Xuanqing felt that since the Game World has a Hell, these mortals’ death wasn’t a true death.
Of course, if a demon ate their physical body and soul, their death would be true, and they wouldn’t even have the chance to be reincarnated.
Whoosh-
A breeze passed by.
Xuanqing arrived at Gentleman Bai She’s side and said in a deep voice, “Qingxu, you should come with me to the royal city of the Wusi Tibetan Kingdom!”
“Yes, sir!”
Gentlemen Bai She bowed respectfully.
There was no turbulence in his heart because, in his eyes, the terrifying evil dragon on the battlefield, which could scare off all common cultivators, was nothing at all to Sir Xuanqing.
Let’s watch the bustle- Owuu!
Bai Ling’er tumbled on someone’s shoulder, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
There’s an old saying.
The wealthy stink with food and wine while frozen corpses lie outside!
In stark contrast to the bloody battlefields littered with limbs and the stench of death, some places were filled with opulence, and the sounds of wanton debauchery.
The Wusi Tibetan Palace!
A gathering initiated and organized by His Majesty, the King of Wusi Tibetan, was taking place here. The crowd coming and going were all dressed up lavishly, they were all privileged and prosperous people.
“Hahaha- My beloved subjects, today I hold this banquet to celebrate our smooth capture of Sha City in Black Wind Country.”
For Wusi Tibetan… Cheers!
An old man, dressed in a black dragon robe and wearing a crown, his eyes swept over all his subjects, beaming with an uncontested power.
“For His Majesty the King, for Wusi Tibetan… Cheers!”
“Long live His Majesty, Cheers!”
“Hahaha, it is well known that Black Wind Country is prosperous. Your Majesty’s decision to attack Black Wind is absolutely wise!”
The whole court agreed, even fantasizing about how to divide the immense wealth after conquering Black Wind Country.
They had long heard that Black Wind Country was exceptionally wealthy, with every civilian being able to afford food.
At the banquet.
Aside from the ruler and his ministers of the Kingdom of Wusi Tibetan, there were also a dozen young men dressed in python robes, representative of their status as princes of the Kingdom of Wusi Tibetan.
“Sixth Brother… I heard that you don’t have any soldiers under your command.
I’m afraid you won’t be able to enjoy this banquet of Black Wind Country-”
“Indeed, indeed. As a prince, Old Sixth, you don’t even have a decent troop of soldiers. It’s disgraceful to our status as princes.”
“Hehe, Second Brother is right. I say, Sixth Brother… do you want your junior brother to lend you two hundred soldiers? Once the city is taken, they can bring back some grain for you!”
Upon hearing this.
“Hahaha- Old Ninth, you are truly shameless.”
“Old Ninth, oh Old Ninth, you really have a way of making Old Sixth… his face is all red.”
The princes erupted in laughter.
This commotion drew the attention of the surrounding ministers. However, seeing the princes ganging up to bully the Sixth Prince again, they only laughed and did not take it to heart.
The royal family is devoid of feelings. Where there are people, there is the pugilistic world. The princes of Wusi Tibetan country have their own factional struggles.
This moment.
The Sixth Prince, who was ridiculed and mocked by everyone, displayed a cold expression. However, facing several powerful princes, he could only swallow his anger.
“Wait and see, what goes around comes around. Someday… I will make you pay double for all of this!”
The Sixth Prince lowered his head, his eyes filled with resentment.
This banquet in the Wusi Tibetan Palace vividly depicted all sorts of human nature.
Just as people were enthusiastically discussing how to divide Black Wind Country at the banquet.
In the sky-
A lucky cloud drifted over.
Two shadowy figures could be vaguely seen standing on the cloud.
Immediately.
An astute minister noticed this scene, his face lit up with joy, and he loudly exclaimed:
“Look, over there is a lucky cloud coming. It must be the two revered individuals from Shimen!”
At these words.
All the ministers, princes, including the King of Wusi Tibetan, all followed the direction pointed by the minister who spoke.
Indeed.
Everyone saw a lucky cloud drifting towards the banquet, but… something felt wrong.
“That’s not right. I recall that the two sages from Shimen rode on golden lucky clouds.”
“What’s wrong with that? They are gods and deities. They can change the color of the cloud as they wish, you still… stilL.His-”
A nitpicking minister instinctively wanted to retort.
However, before he could finish his sentence, he saw that once the lucky cloud got closer, there was… a Taoist and a… king wearing a dragon robe standing on it?
It is worth mentioning that.
In this era, dragon robes cannot be casually worn. Even the color of the dragon robe and the number of claws have regulations.
The lucky cloud slowly descended from the sky.
Finally.
It stopped above everyone’s heads.
“Ruler of Wusi Tibetan, I hear… you wish to split my Black Wind Country?” Gentleman Bai She looked coldly, his gaze towards the other as if looking at a dead man.
At this moment.
The people at the banquet finally realized that these were not some revered individuals from Shimen, but clearly the king of Black Wind Country, and… the god-man behind Black Wind Country!
Silence!
An absolute silence!
Everyone at the banquet, even their breathing did not dare to be forceful!
