“Lan Miechan, how dare you!”
“I went to the Secret Realm of Lost Pearls and made an agreement with the Moon Clan leader to cooperate in counterattacking the Buddhist Kingdom. When did it become your turn, a junior, to speak so arrogantly?”
Minister of War Liang Qu saw Meng Qingzhou being scolded harshly and turned pale with fright. He glared angrily, feeling extremely indignant.
Lan Miechan sneered coldly, ready to retort.
But a voice interrupted, “Get down. If you dare speak rudely again, you’ll be sent back to the Secret Realm of Lost Pearls.”
A Moon Clan woman stepped in front of Lan Miechan and bowed slightly to Meng Qingzhou.
“My name is Lan Xinsu, acting as the Moon Clan Saintess. Miechan is naturally suspicious and has been disrespectful. I hope you can forgive him.”
Meng Qingzhou leaned on his blind staff, nodded slightly, and didn’t pay much attention to her. He turned to Jiang Canghai to inquire about the situation.
Jiang Canghai explained in a low voice, “Previously, the oasis predicament was difficult to resolve. Countless Zen cultivators were stationed not far from the oasis, intending to monitor and besiege us. The only hope was to unite with the Moon Clan and launch a surprise counterattack on the Buddhist Kingdom.”
“But now that you are here, the cooperation with the Moon Clan is optional.”
Upon hearing this, Meng Qingzhou immediately understood.
Previously, Jiang Canghai didn’t know when the Great Jin Dynasty would send reinforcements. This isolated force had reached the point of running out of supplies.
Since the Buddhist Kingdom thought they would seek an opportunity to break out and escape, it was better to do the opposite.
“Let them go back to where they came from. After being slaughtered by the Zen sect, their homes were left empty, forcing them to migrate to the Secret Realm of Lost Pearls to recuperate. Over thousands of years, the blood and tears of hatred have probably been forgotten, leading to their arrogance and disdain for everything.”
“Such partners will only hold us back,” Meng Qingzhou said casually.
Jiang Canghai, standing by, nodded repeatedly. “Yes.”
“Then, please ask our Moon Clan guests to return to the Secret Realm of Lost Pearls.”
As he said this, Jiang Canghai’s little mustache twitched with pride.
He had also been insulted by Lan Miechan earlier, being called a “half-dead old man.” Now, with the situation reversed and the Sword Saint backing him, Jiang Canghai felt elated, as if he had regained a few years of youth.
The soldiers of Great Jin also clapped and cheered.
Lan Miechan, with his loud voice, had struck a nerve with his words, calling them “all old, weak, sick, and disabled.” Now, they felt vindicated.
“Prime Minister, Your Majesty the Sword Saint, I apologize on behalf of Miechan. He is young and impetuous, not understanding the rules. If an apology is not enough, feel free to punish him as you see fit.”
“As the acting Moon Clan Saintess, I should take responsibility.”
Lan Xinsu’s face turned pale, and she lowered her stance, hastily apologizing.
The Moon Clan Saintess had sharp senses from a young age, able to see through illusions and judge people’s thoughts through mysterious signals similar to human magnetic fields, thanks to her seven-orifice exquisite heart.
Since meeting the blind young man, Lan Xinsu’s usually infallible divine power, ‘Heart Essence,’ had failed!
Not only that, but even the blind Sword Saint’s masked maid was immune to her power.
It was known that even the top pillars of the Morning Glow Realm in her clan could hardly keep secrets from her. Whenever they met the Saintess, the old monsters had to clear their minds and maintain a sage-like state.
With just one glance, Lan Xinsu realized.
This Space-Time Sword Saint was not bluffing; he truly had the strength to challenge the Buddhist Kingdom!
The Great Jin Dynasty might indeed have risen to become a behemoth capable of opposing the Buddhist Kingdom in just one year, as Minister of War Liang Qu had said.
Lan Xinsu looked at Jiang Canghai and saw his thoughts.
He genuinely wanted to drive away the Moon Clan people and was already pondering: Now that the Sword Saint is here, which Arhats should we kill first? Can we even take a shot at the Buddha?
Looking around.
All the soldiers of Great Jin were full of high spirits and unprecedented fighting spirit.
It seemed that with the blind young man present, there was no obstacle they couldn’t overcome.
This was a presence similar to a leader’s will.
Someone who could unite billions of people within the Great Jin territory and be regarded as a deity must have saved the Great Jin countless times from crises.
Seeing this.
Lan Xinsu suddenly realized that this was the Moon Clan’s opportunity!
Facing an unprecedented upheaval in thousands of years, a golden era where prodigies emerged, even cultivators with average talents were striving to find their own path.
The Space-Time Sword Saint, who stood out in this golden era, returned in his early twenties after dominating the scene. Such a person was the trendsetter of the times!
For the Moon Clan to leave the Secret Realm of Lost Pearls and reclaim the Buddhist Kingdom’s territory, they must rely on the Great Jin Dynasty and the Space-Time Sword Saint.
Lan Xinsu’s intuition had always been accurate. When she saw Meng Qingzhou, the feeling of destiny was overwhelming.
No doubt about it!
This man was the Moon Clan’s opportunity!
Dongfang Liuli narrowed her eyes, occasionally glancing at the Moon Clan Saintess with some displeasure.
Lan Xinsu’s fiery gaze almost burned Dongfang Liuli.
That damn salt fish had a bit of a succubus attribute; whenever he met a beautiful woman, she would be involuntarily attracted.
“So many enemies.”
Dongfang Liuli sighed lightly, then thought about it and felt happy.
The more women who coveted her husband, the more it proved how desirable he was. If no one cared, he would be a loser, not worth showing off.
“Hey, didn’t you hear what my master said? Take your people and go home. Since you look down on Great Jin, let’s part ways and not waste each other’s time.” Su Qingqiu, receiving a signal from Dongfang Liuli, immediately stood out with her hands on her hips.
Lan Xinsu bit her lip, made a firm decision, bowed deeply, her eyes slightly red, and said with a bit of a choke:
“The Moon Clan has been hiding in the Secret Realm of Lost Pearls for thousands of years, and our resources have long been exhausted. If it weren’t for the fact that Moon Clan people don’t need spiritual energy or food, surviving on moonlight alone, we would have been extinct long ago.”
“The clan is at a critical point of survival. The Moon Clan cannot give up this opportunity. Even if the final outcome is mutual destruction, we must try!”
“Lan Miechan was arrogant and offended the Sword Saint and the esteemed guests. It was my failure as a Saintess to teach him properly. If Your Majesty the Sword Saint is still not appeased…”
“I am willing to accept punishment, even if it means becoming a slave.”
As she spoke, Lan Xinsu was about to kneel.
Dongfang Liuli was dumbfounded, her chest heaving.
She’s giving herself away for free?!
Wu Die silently worried, glancing at Meng Qingzhou with concern, secretly praying:
“Master, please hold yourself together. Don’t let the newcomers take over endlessly!”
First, there was Gu Xiyue, then Lan Xinsu. Wu Die’s mindset was about to collapse.
Meng Qingzhou’s forehead twitched wildly.
What the hell, my wife is right here glaring. Little sister, what are you trying to pull?
“Saintess! Since they have already said this much, why endure this humiliation?” Lan Miechan was anxious, quickly supporting Lan Xinsu to prevent her from kneeling.
“Forget about being a slave. I already have a family! As for cooperation, let’s not mention it anymore.” Meng Qingzhou directly refused.
Lan Xinsu clenched her fists, pushed Lan Miechan away, and turned around to slap him.
Smack!
With a crisp sound, Lan Miechan covered his face, looking at Lan Xinsu in disbelief. “Saintess… you?”
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