The Moon Clan had been reclusive for many years, only sending members to traverse the vast desert and investigate major events in the Wilderness every few years.
It had been three years since their last investigation, and during this time, many significant events had occurred in the Wilderness, unbeknownst to the Moon Clan.
Three years ago, Great Jin was in turmoil, and the Empress had not yet ascended the throne. Later, due to her policies and governance, the nation’s power surged, causing other major forces to be wary.
Then, the Space-Time Sword Saint emerged, becoming invincible within a year.
With lightning speed, he seized the banner of the unification war and fired the first shot of the final battle.
However, Great Jin’s rise was too rapid and short-lived.
As a result, the Moon Clan had never heard of the Great Jin Dynasty, let alone the so-called Space-Time Sword Saint.
The Young Master of the Moon Clan’s Tianhe Division, Lan Miechan, walked out of the tent with his arms crossed, his blue eyes scanning the exhausted soldiers of Great Jin. He couldn’t be bothered to listen to an old man in the Mountain Moving Realm. Seeing was believing, and the soldiers hiding in the oasis numbered only a few tens of thousands. Even with the additional forces brought by Minister of War Liang Qu, they barely reached three hundred thousand.
Not a single Great Being in the Morning Glow Realm!
And they still talked about vying for dominance in the Wilderness and overthrowing the Buddhist Kingdom?
Ridiculous!
Two random Arhats could easily wipe out this ragtag group.
Lan Miechan was furious, feeling deceived.
Just then, he overheard an old soldier boasting about the prowess of the Space-Time Sword Saint and the Empress of Great Jin.
Lan Miechan couldn’t help but laugh in anger.
Fine, so this is how you want to play it. Even after being exposed, you’re still putting on a show.
Do you really take the Moon Clan for idiots?
Lan Miechan sneered and mocked, then added, “Where’s the Space-Time Sword Saint? Call him out for me to see.”
“Liang Qu! I trusted you, thinking you were a formidable secret force. Turns out, you’re just a bunch of clowns!”
Lan Miechan felt his intelligence was being insulted, and he was extremely angry.
“Say no more.”
A veiled Moon Clan maiden, with her hands folded at her abdomen, glanced at him and said coldly.
“Saintess, these people are clearly treating us like fools!” Lan Miechan said indignantly.
The Moon Clan maiden’s star-like eyes glared coldly, “Shut up!”
Seeing the Saintess angry, Lan Miechan had to swallow his anger and remain silent.
The flap of the commander’s tent was lifted, and Jiang Canghai hurried out to greet them, gripping Meng Qingzhou’s arm excitedly.
“Your Majesty… Sword Saint, why are you here?”
Meng Qingzhou sensed the faint life force in Jiang Canghai, his breath hanging by a thread, as if he could die at any moment. Instinctively, he reached out to ‘touch his face.’
Seeing this, Jiang Canghai quickly dodged and whispered, “Sword Saint, give this old man some face. I’m the commander-in-chief now. If you want to check my condition, just take my pulse. Don’t grab my nose and face.”
“Ahem, sorry, just a habit,” Meng Qingzhou coughed awkwardly.
Then, Meng Qingzhou used his Sword Sense of Time and Space to probe Jiang Canghai’s body, acting as his eyes and Divine Sense. After a thorough examination, he sighed in relief, “You’ve overexerted yourself, and your spirit is nearly collapsed. In the past, I wouldn’t have been able to save you, but fortunately, after annihilating the Ancestral Sect Alliance, I acquired many resources. I brought some this time, including an Immortal Grade spiritual plant that can treat your condition.”
“Thank you, Sword Saint,” Jiang Canghai bowed.
Meng Qingzhou humbly waved his hand, “It’s all thanks to Her Majesty, not me.”
Dongfang Liuli, who was following behind, had her expression hidden by a mask, but her eyes were filled with confusion.
Bringing resources was true, but where did the Immortal Grade spiritual plant come from?
Jiang Canghai glanced at the ‘masked woman’ and saw the deep confusion in her eyes, understanding immediately.
Her Majesty was unaware.
It seemed the Sword Saint had used his own resources to build the Empress’s image.
“Thank you, Sword Saint, and thank you, Your Majesty,” Jiang Canghai smiled.
“Here, these storage rings. Ten of them contain provisions and supplies, five contain spirit stones, pills, and military weapons, and one contains various precious spiritual treasures and plants, mostly Immortal Grade.”
“Distribute them as you see fit.”
Meng Qingzhou took out a handful of storage rings as if they were sunflower seeds and casually handed them to Jiang Canghai.
The provisions, spirit stones, and weapons were indeed official expenditures of Great Jin.
However, they were brought by Dongfang Liuli herself. A few days ago, this silly wife of his had found an excuse, saying ‘the Empress sent these things for Meng Qingzhou.’
She was worried that once they reached the Buddhist Kingdom, there would be no excuse to take out these items.
As for the storage ring containing Immortal Grade spiritual treasures and plants, it was Meng Qingzhou’s personal contribution. The system had recently been rewarding him with Immortal Grade items, which were useless to him, so he took out half to support the Great Jin expeditionary force.
After all, Great Jin was his wife’s domain, which meant it was his own. Supporting his own people with some resources, Meng Qingzhou was quite generous.
“Thank you, Sword Saint,” Jiang Canghai was startled and quickly bowed in gratitude.
“I told you, it’s Her Majesty’s decree, not mine,” Meng Qingzhou waved his hand.
“Ah… yes, yes, thank you, Your Majesty,” Jiang Canghai repeatedly glanced at the masked woman.
As the Prime Minister for many years, with unparalleled ability to discern people and things, he could tell at a glance the unique imperial aura of the Empress.
No matter how well someone acted, not everyone could exude the aura of an emperor.
And this woman was following the Sword Saint, with Su Qingqiu having no objections. It should be known that when the Lord of the Ancient Divine City, Sister Qiong, came to Present Village, Su Qingqiu had fearlessly stood with the Empress to resist the fox spirit’s invasion.
If Su Qingqiu recognized her, who else could this masked woman be?
“Her Majesty and the Empress’ Husband are really putting on a show,” Jiang Canghai secretly thought.
The Empress and her consort, the ruler and his ministers, the live-in son-in-law and the eldest daughter, and now a new act of the young master and the maid…
At this moment.
Lan Miechan couldn’t help but ask, “Are you the Space-Time Sword Saint?”
Throughout the journey, Minister of War Liang Qu had boasted the most about this so-called Sword Saint, to the point where Lan Miechan’s ears were about to grow calluses.
Now that he saw him, he turned out to be a blind man!
The Moon Clan had just arrived, and this so-called Sword Saint had followed from the Imperial Capital of Great Jin, crossing endless distances?
As soon as the Moon Clan stepped out, this so-called Sword Saint started putting on a show.
He took out a storage ring, claiming it contained Immortal Grade spiritual treasures.
Lan Miechan couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Damn it!
What a joke! Is this method acting? Is this the self-discipline of a veteran actor?
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