Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 972 - 405: "It’s Not King Qin Who Came Here, but Dongfang Xinglan.

Li Xuanzhen's mouth twitched, falling completely silent. How could he possibly know the situation at Sun Suspended Mountain?

Lu Jin'an shook his head, just as he was about to kill Kong Lingjie, Zhiyu suddenly hopped over to the carriage and said bouncingly, "Master, Master, can Zhiyu knock his skull too?"

Lu Jin'an smiled silently, then crippled Kong Lingjie's entire network of veins, throwing him to the ground with a casual flick.

"Yay~ Thank you, Master~"

Zhiyu cheered and joyously swung the spear down, and then...

Blood splattered.

Zhiyu froze, staring dumbly at Kong Lingjie who had turned into a headless corpse, her small mouth moving several times before she looked at Lu Jin'an with grievance: "Master, this isn't fun~"

"Ahem... then play with something else." Lu Jin'an jumped off the carriage and patted Zhiyu's little head. It's peculiar that the 'Immortals' of Jiuli Dynasty would practice Body Refinement, otherwise they would've unified the other two Great Dynasties long ago.

Sigh, forgot to remind Zhiyu to be gentle.

Thinking this, he saw Zhiyu draw a curved blade from the waist of a soldier and weighed it as she walked towards a Cultivator from the Upper Realm...

Watching her sharpen the blade, ready to slay like pigs and sheep, Lu Jin'an opened his mouth but thought better of it.

Zhiyu, silly as she was, being brutal towards the enemy... it didn't matter.

Retracting his gaze, he looked again at Li Xuanzhen, smiling slightly: "To be honest, killing three hundred thousand people isn't easy, but taking the enemy general's head amidst a million troops is indeed quite simple, so...

are those three divine statues in the sky your trump card?"

Li Xuanzhen bowed his head, saying nothing. With a light sigh, Lu Jin'an raised his knee and stepped on Li Xuanzhen's face.

The kneeling Li Xuanzhen's upper body involuntarily tilted backward, his eyes widened for a moment, and the next second he passed out completely.

Lu Jin'an wasn't planning to kill him now, because he still needed this State Preceptor to find the Dragon Soul Treasure.

And now it seems, the core of this Dragon Soul Treasure is hidden somewhere in the Eastern Dynasty, otherwise the Jiuli Dynasty and Shenmiao Dynasty would have already implemented their plan from the Upper Realm.

'The Dragon Soul Treasure of the Eastern Dynasty is akin to a dragon's most crucial reverse scale…'

This thought flashed through his mind as Lu Jin'an raised his hand to draw in the token from Li Xuanzhen's hand, preparing to infuse it with his own Vigorous Force—

Bam!

The golden token in his hand suddenly shattered into pieces, and the three golden divine statues in the sky were surrounded by a dark red halo, then transformed in their fragmentation into a red rain, devouring millions of troops.

A low growl, like that of a beast, echoed from all directions. The once motionless army turned their heads towards Lu Jin'an, their eyes blood-red with lingering resentment.

"Kill the blasphemer..."

The chaotic same phrase echoed from the mouths of the army, and within seconds, they launched another attack on Lu Jin'an.

Lu Jin'an gently stroked the token fragments in his hand, softly calling: "Zhiyu."

"At your command!"

In a swift moment, Zhiyu ran up to Lu Jin'an, raising her head and asking brightly, "Great General, any inst-, inst-, instructions?"

"It's 'instructions'."

"Oh~ Instructions!" Zhiyu nodded vigorously to show she had remembered.

Lu Jin'an laughed: "Zhiyu, listen to orders. For every ten thousand enemies slain, four inches of cake will be rewarded!"

"Oh!"

Zhiyu's heterochromatic eyes immediately brightened, grabbing the curved blade in her hand and charging out, without even asking how much four inches were.

On the battlefield, the sharp sound of arrows and the roar of cannon fire echoed once more, scattering war horses converged around Zhiyu, forming a unique army of her own.

Wei Dongyang stared blankly at the scene, suddenly turning his head to look at Lu Jin'an: "Lu Jin'an, do you really dare kill this many people? Aren't you afraid that old bastard Zheng Dongliu will revoke your Saint Heir position? Killing this many mortals, aren't you afraid it will hurt heavenly harmony and bring about karmic retribution?"

"When your Upper Realm possessed so many geniuses from the Lower Realm, why didn't you consider harming heavenly harmony?"

Lu Jin'an slowly drew the Netherworld Validation from his storage space: "Let me think, if the Upper Realm really secured the Dragon Soul Treasure, they might use the hundreds of billions of mortals from the Three Great Dynasties as leverage, forcing our sect master to compromise?"

Wei Dongyang's mouth twitched: "You're talking nonsense, we are..."

"Alright, alright, it's for the Human Clan." Lu Jin'an nodded dismissively, directly stabbing a sword into Wei Dongyang's brow, Yin Ming Qi infiltrating.

One sword stroke followed by another, until all Cultivators from the Upper Realm had become his Puppets.

After completing all this, Lu Jin'an hefted Li Xuanzhen's wrist, directly throwing him out of the encircling army, then looked towards the hundreds of thousands of troops under the rain curtain.

Centered on him, previously in Yunshan State, eighty thousand troops exuding Yin Ming Qi appeared out of thin air, charging towards the surrounding army.

Lu Jin'an watched this scene indifferently, randomly selecting the elite among the million soldiers, manipulating Netherworld Validation to transform them into one of his subordinate army.

From the very beginning, even without taking action personally, he had a way to deal with the million-strong army brought by Li Xuanzhen.

His Yinming Soldiers would only grow more numerous and stronger the more they fought, until they completely devoured Li Xuanzhen's army.

"Master, Master, Zhiyu wanted to learn this before, but Master hasn't taught it yet~"

"I'll teach you when we get out."

"Yay~"

Zhiyu's joyful voice echoed from afar, "Hey, hey, am I a general now? So many people are charging with me."

"That's right."

"Yay~ General Zhiyu, charge~"

Having appeased Zhiyu, Lu Jin'an leisurely walked towards Lu'an City, casually intercepting some cannon fire aimed at the city. After all, the city was still useful to the Shenmiao Dynasty.

Re-entering the city, he found an inn, sought some ingredients but didn't immediately prepare a feast.

After all, three million people aren't a small number, and even in a one-sided situation, it can't be cleaned up in a short time.

Until a few days later.

The noise outside the city grew weaker, and Zhiyu had long since played herself out, sitting on a chair and devouring food.

Around Lu'an City, bodies were piled high.

Lu Jin'an, sitting at the inn's entrance, lightly flicked the blade of the Netherworld Validation, and nearly fifty thousand Yinming Soldiers were collected into the Yinming Space one by one.

After putting away the Netherworld Validation, Lu Jin'an looked up at the full moon finally appearing tonight, feeling the cool evening breeze, and couldn't help but hum a tune, "Gentle breeze sends Nanzhi, the one in dreams longs for..."

As he hummed, a smile unknowingly flickered in his eyes. That little tune Nanzhi sang in the Nanzhuo Domain was quite nice...

Hmm, when I return to Qingmiao Palace, I'll have little wife play the guzheng while singing, wearing that sky-blue Hezi skirt...

After a moment of reflection with his eyes closed, Lu Jin'an raised his arms for a stretch, murmuring, "With Dongfang Xinglan's prowess, by now she's surely led the army across the Longjiang, perhaps the vanguard has already reached Central Capital City..."

Muttering to himself, Lu Jin'an's lips lifted into a smile, finally about to settle this matter. Once he returns, he must go into seclusion for a while to connect 'hearts' with them.

"With Nanzhi's temperament, having not seen her for so long, she'd surely lift her skirt and sit right on me..."

In the midst of murmuring, suddenly the sound of galloping hooves came from the west gate of Lu'an City, drawing closer. Lu Jin'an immediately collected the smile from his face, frowned, and looked over.

Although there were still some remnants of Li Xuanzhen's army outside the city, they wandered aimlessly like zombies, and cavalry no longer existed, so... could it be a scout from the Shenmiao Dynasty?

Just as this thought passed through his mind, a white horse panting heavily appeared on the broken street under the night, and on its back was...

"Dongfang Xinglan?!"

Lu Jin'an stood up abruptly, his expression slightly changing.

Why would Dongfang Xinglan come here?

Didn't she cross the river north?

Perhaps, considering even with the endurance of Iron Hoof Cloud, coming from the southwest to Lu'an City takes some time. Coupling that with Iron Hoof Cloud panting heavily at this moment, so... they came nonstop.

As these thoughts flashed through Lu Jin'an's mind, Dongfang Xinglan, on the horse's back, pulled the reins, staring blankly at Lu Jin'an standing at the inn entrance, cherry lips trembling.

Suddenly, she leaped off the horse, her brisk steps turning into a sprint, slowing only upon reaching Lu Jin'an.

Those weary eyes looked him up and down, seeing he was uninjured, then stepped forward and hugged him tightly, "You're okay... that's great..."

Lu Jin'an parted his lips, but before he could speak, Dongfang Xinglan, in front of him, had already taken a small step back, lifting her hands to cup his cheeks, her voice still slightly hoarse, "I know what you want to ask, but..."

"It's not King Qin who came, but Dongfang Xinglan."

The moon was bright.

Lu Jin'an opened his mouth, at this moment, feeling the moonlight shining on his face was scorching...

Because it was mixed with Dongfang Xinglan's gaze. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

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