CHAPTER 788: CHAPTER 29: CURSE KILLING SKILL, XIA JING EXITS, MENG KUN GETS INVOLVED? (DA ZHANG)_7

Xia Jing recalled that scene with lingering fear, "Do you know? I didn’t even see the enemy, nor did I know what method it was. At that time, all I could think of was to escape for my life."

"After I ran back to the camp, I passed out. It was only afterwards that I found out I had encountered a Third-rank powerhouse."

"The outside world says that I encountered a Third Grade Poison Witch, but that’s not the case," Xia Jing reflected. "This was definitely not an ordinary Third-rank, the Military Realm has no record of such methods. You all know what happened next, I left the battlefield to recuperate."

Long Xiao asked, "Zhao Xing, do you know what method this was?"

Zhao Xing replied solemnly, "The Nine Nether Army is the ace of the Southern Desolate Sacred Mountain. Their status in the Southern Barbarians is equivalent to the ten Forbidden Armies of Great Zhou."

"The Nine Nether Army descends from the Ancient Nine Nether Divine Sect. Everyone inside is cultivated as an all-round commanding general."

"From the very beginning, they have had a servant army. The selection criteria for the servant army are very high, comparable to the top twenty of the Forbidden Army of Great Zhou."

"What? Even the servants meet this standard?" Long Xiao was stunned. "Are their numbers very few? Is it the kind of cultivation that selects one in a million? "

Zhao Xing shook his head, "No, there are many. The Nine Nether Army exceeds fifty thousand, and the servant army exceeds ten million."

"Are you joking?!" Long Xiao was shocked. "Ten million servant army comparable to the top twenty of the Forbidden Army of Great Zhou? Great Zhou doesn’t even have that many, and those fifty thousand, how strong must they be? Won’t each and every one of them be a peerless genius?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible," Chen Shijie said. "How could a mere Southern Barbarians have such a foundation?"

Yet Xia Jing looked at Zhao Xing, as he was the only one not questioning.

Zhao Xing pondered, "The Southern Desolate Sacred Mountain is quite special. The Nine Nether Army doesn’t use the usual methods of cultivation. They have a way to change the innate talent of ordinary people. But they have limitations, too, they can’t leave the Southern Barbarian Region and can only defend."

"I can’t say more specifically, I don’t want to lie to you, you will understand in the future."

The Southern Desolate Sacred Mountain, as the only place in the Xuanhuang Realm with the most Spiritual Energy, is also one of the key conditions for ascension.

It has always been the place the Fortune Dynasty most wants to conquer.

However, such secrets involving ascension are only known to Emperors. Zhao Xing couldn’t disclose details and could only speak of rumors.

Of course, it was different when it came to the Emperor Wu Dynasty.

Emperor Wu disclosed the secrets of ascension directly, no longer treating it as a matter for the royal family alone, but publicized it widely, encouraging all citizens to strive for this goal.

Emperor Wu was unlike previous Emperors. He wanted to ascend with all his people, not like previous dynasties that only took the elite and the strong with them.

Seeing Zhao Xing’s reticence, the three of them didn’t ask further, but the atmosphere turned a bit heavy for a time.

Especially in their impression, Great Zhou was always invincible, while the Southern Barbarians were very weak.

Particularly for the retired Long Xiao and Chen Shijie who had not experienced the subsequent battles of the mid-grade wars. Even Xia Jing, who was injured now, still held this belief, though he took it slightly more seriously.

But deep down, he also believed he was just unlucky, having encountered an extreme anomaly, never expecting Zhao Xing to speak like this.

Just then, there was a knock on the outer door.

"Husband, are you still drinking? I’m here to bring you some dishes to go with the wine." This was Bai Feng’s voice.

Long Xiao glanced at Zhao Xing, who then deactivated the Array within the private room.

Bai Feng came in with a big belly, followed by Gui Niang, carrying a tray with a team of maids.

"Thank you, sister-in-law," Zhao Xing stood up to help set the dishes, "We can do it ourselves."

"Let me do it, Gui Niang," Chen Shijie also went to take the dishes from Gui Niang’s hands.

"Right, Ling’er, you should rest," Long Xiao said with a smile as he got up.

"How much have you drunk?" Bai Feng asked.

"Not much, not much," Long Xiao replied. "Just a little bit."

Xia Jing couldn’t help but laugh as he watched, Chen Shijie was excusable.

But Long Xiao’s position as a family junior was truly worrisome.

However, he soon couldn’t laugh anymore.

Because Long Xiao brought two basins of fish over to him.

"..." Xia Jing’s throat involuntarily twitched, and he glared at Long Xiao.

Long Xiao looked innocent, indicating this really wasn’t intentional.

Being from the East Sea, how could Bai Feng not bring some local specialties?

"Princely Heir, why aren’t you eating?" Bai Ling’er saw Xia Jing looking uncomfortable and couldn’t help but ask, "I’ve carefully selected these, and they’re all fine fish. Both dishes were personally made by Gui Niang."

Zhao Xing and Chen Shijie held back their laughter, never having imagined that Xia Jing still couldn’t escape this fate.

"The trouble you’ve taken is much appreciated," Xia Jing said with a smile, "I’ve already eaten quite a bit just now, I’ll eat more after a rest."

Bai Feng said, "Then have some soup instead, specially prepared by Gui Niang for you, Princely Heir. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

"Yes, it won’t taste good cold," Long Xiao said with a smile, "best to have it while it’s hot."

Zhao Xing and Chen Shijie also said, "That’s right, Brother Xia, it’s all served up, you might as well give it a try."

Xia Jing closed his eyes and took a sip, forcing an expression of enjoyment: "Not bad, sister-in-law, your cooking is excellent, and the ingredients are top-notch, unforgettable indeed!"

"Then that’s wonderful, hee hee," Bai Feng laughed, "Long Xiao, keep Princely Heir good company."

"Certainly, certainly."

Having said this, Bai Feng and Gui Niang left.

"Pfft~"

The moment they left, Xia Jing spat out a mouthful of fish soup.

Long Xiao and Chen Shijie couldn’t dodge in time and ended up with their faces splashed, while Zhao Xing, as if prepared, skillfully avoided it.

Xia Jing took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and said through clenched teeth, "You truly are great brothers of mine!"

"Hahahaha!"

.......

Happy times are always fleeting. On the eighteenth day of the second lunar month, Long Xiao and Bai Feng left Dongyang County and returned to the sea.

On the nineteenth day of the second month, Zhao Xing also had to return to Prefecture City, as the half-month leave granted him by King Heavenly Destiny was up.

As for Chen Shijie, he could rest for a few more days.

Convinced by Zhao Xing, Xia Jing decided to recuperate for a few more months by the East Sea.

He had an estate there, so he settled down in Dongyang County.

On the twentieth day of the second month, Zhao Xing’s true self was cultivating the Derivation God Decision at Star Palace.

The progress of the fifth star had slowed down and was expected to be ready only half a year later.

The first clone continued to cultivate the "Xuantian Thunder Skill" and "Yunmen" at the Tianyuan Prefecture Branch.

The second clone, at this time, finally followed Meng Kun and Gu Changqing to Kunyuan Academy Main Building in Dao Yuan Continent.

"Since last April, we’ve been busy until the end of this February," Gu Changqing said, standing on the deck of the warship, "We’ve finally completed the court’s assignment, and everyone can finally take a break."

Meng Kun, with his hands behind his back, looked down at the cheerful officials below: "The officers can take a break, but you and I can’t rest yet. The matter of Zhao Xing’s appointment to Kunyuan Academy must be expedited and concluded."

"It’s not difficult to get appointed, but the difficult part is the allocation of resources for entering the sacred place for enlightenment," Gu Changqing said with a smile. "You agreed so readily back then, now to find these three billion resources for him, you’ll have a headache for sure, and once it’s done, there will be people ready to curse you and your ancestors all the way back to your eighteenth generation."

Meng Kun shrugged his shoulders and said, "It doesn’t matter, as long as they don’t get caught by me. If they do get caught, I’ll send them to meet my ancestors, so they can curse to their faces."

Gu Changqing said, "You are really willing to put effort into this."

Meng Kun tilted his head towards the cabin behind him: "Haven’t you noticed? In just a few months, Zhao Xing’s Life Soul has greatly strengthened."

"There’s a terrifying transformation taking place in him. There were moments when I even sensed the fluctuations of a top-tier Heavenly Time Technique from him."

Gu Changqing recollected and said, "It seems to be the case. It looks like his cultivation at the Tianyuan Prefecture Branch has got on the right track."

Meng Kun said, "A person’s energy is limited. The more effort he puts into the Heavenly Time Technique, the less he will put into the Geographical Advantage Skill."

"I plan to give him my access to cultivation privileges in the Kunyuan Dojo for a while, so that he can shift more of his focus to our side. What do you think?"

Gu Changqing was startled after hearing this, as this was even more generous than the previous promise.

The Kunyuan Dojo was the best place for enlightenment, one that even Third-rank cultivators vied for.

Meng Kun was so generous, using his own resources, of course he wouldn’t disagree.

Meng Kun’s decision was good, but...

Why had he become so eager all of a sudden?