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After a long pause, the Divine Mother of Dark Moon Palace finally spoke in a cold tone, “Agreed!”
Upon hearing the Divine Mother’s consent, Lan Ying immediately rejoiced.
“Thank you, Divine Mother!”
“No need for thanks. Controlling the Barbarians and strengthening Dark Moon Palace has been our holy palace’s plan for hundreds of years,” the Divine Mother said, her voice still icy.
With the Divine Mother’s approval, Lan Ying happily withdrew to discuss with the elders of Dark Moon Palace about aiding the Barbarian tribes.
If she could control the Barbarian tribes in her generation and expand Dark Moon Palace, she might have a chance to break through to the Martial Saint Realm.
Lan Ying returned to the main hall.
“Palace Master, did the Divine Mother agree?” Lan Wu asked first.
Lan Ying smiled faintly and said, “The Divine Mother agreed to take action, repel Great Wei, and control the Barbarians.”
“Good, with the Divine Mother’s intervention, it seems our Dark Moon Palace will become the next Shamanic Cult,” an elder said happily.
For thousands of years, the Huns’ Grand Chanyu tribe had changed hands many times, but the Shamanic Cult had always maintained control over the Huns.
The key was that in every generation, the Shamanic Cult could produce Martial Saint-level powerhouses.
In contrast, Dark Moon Palace had fallen short, unable to produce Martial Saint-level powerhouses in every generation.
The nine envoys from the Barbarian tribes were taken to a side hall to rest.
After the disciples of Dark Moon Palace left, one of the envoys spoke, “Do you think Dark Moon Palace will help us?”
Upon arrival, they were enticed by the Palace Master of Dark Moon Palace to reveal the situation of the Barbarian tribes. Now, they were sent to a side hall under the pretext of resting, without any consultation.
“Don’t worry, there’s no use in rushing now. I believe Dark Moon Palace won’t miss this opportunity.”
Dark Moon Palace had long coveted the Barbarian tribes and would not give up such a good opportunity.
To deal with Great Wei’s Martial Saint, the Barbarian tribes were willing to become vassals of Dark Moon Palace, hoping for the Divine Mother’s intervention.
Compared to being exterminated by Great Wei, becoming a vassal of Dark Moon Palace was a better choice.
At least they wouldn’t be annihilated, and the tribe could recuperate and plan for the future.
The next day, the nine envoys from the Barbarian tribes were summoned by Lan Ying again.
“Envoy of the Yanle Tribe of the Barbarians, greets the Palace Master!”
“Envoy of the Qi Mountain Tribe of the Barbarians, greets the Palace Master!”
“Envoy of the Shele Tribe of the Barbarians, greets the Palace Master!”
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“No need for formalities,” Lan Ying said, raising her hand.
Lan Ying, who appeared to be in her twenties, looked very young and stunning, like an ice-cold goddess.
This was merely the result of her cultivation, maintaining her youthful appearance. The Palace Master of Dark Moon Palace, Lan Ying, was already over a hundred years old.
Women loved beauty and liked to maintain their youthful looks through cultivation!
Facing such a stunning beauty, none of the Barbarian envoys dared to look too much, fearing they might offend the Palace Master and be killed on the spot.
“Thank you, Palace Master!”
Lan Ying looked at the Barbarian envoys and said, “You represent the Barbarian tribes. Can you make decisions on behalf of the entire Barbarian tribes?”
An envoy replied, “Palace Master, before we set out, the tribe leaders had given us the authority to make decisions. As long as the holy palace can help us repel Great Wei, we can agree to any conditions.”
Lan Ying couldn’t help but nod secretly. It seemed the situation of the Barbarian tribes was very dire; otherwise, they wouldn’t have said that.
“Very well, I’ll be straightforward. If you want our holy palace to help, you must become vassals of Dark Moon Palace. Dark Moon Palace will have the authority to appoint the Holy Maiden and the Grand Chief of the Barbarian tribes,” Lan Ying said immediately.
To control the Barbarian tribes, they had to control the power within. Selecting the Holy Maiden and the Grand Chief was the result of her discussions with the elders.
“This…”
The nine Barbarian envoys exchanged glances. According to the Palace Master, Dark Moon Palace would become the supreme ruler of the Barbarian tribes in the future.
“What, you don’t agree to this condition?” Lan Ying’s voice was cold, causing the nine envoys to shiver.
“We agree, Palace Master,” the nine envoys quickly said.
The Great Wei army had pushed them too hard, already reaching Shelechuan. Eleven Great Grandmasters of the Barbarian tribes had died at the hands of Great Wei’s Martial Saint, and they faced the threat of annihilation at any moment.
In such a crisis, they had no choice but to become vassals of Dark Moon Palace to find a powerful backer.
“Very well, then go back and tell your tribe leaders to prepare the army for a counterattack. The Divine Mother of Dark Moon Palace will deal with the Martial Saint of Great Wei,” Lan Ying said with satisfaction.
“Yes, Palace Master!”
Hearing that the Divine Mother would take action, the nine Barbarian envoys nodded in satisfaction.
Agreeing to Dark Moon Palace’s conditions and securing the Divine Mother’s intervention, the Barbarian envoys hurried back to inform their tribes.
Oliver Sheng had no idea that he had pushed the Barbarian tribes to this point.
The Barbarian tribes had lost six to seven hundred thousand soldiers, and with the captured and killed herdsmen, over a million Barbarian lives had been lost at the hands of Oliver’s forces.
Countless small tribes were wiped out, and the Barbarian tribes suffered heavy casualties, forcing them to seek refuge with Dark Moon Palace for survival.
Upon returning to the tribe:
“How did it go? Did Dark Moon Palace agree to help us?” the leader of the Gudis Tribe asked anxiously.
“They agreed, but…”
“Speak up, does Dark Moon Palace want us to become their vassals?” Seeing the envoys hesitating, the leader of the Western Qiang Tribe spoke up.
They had already anticipated this!
“Yes, Dark Moon Palace wants us to be their vassals and establish the position of the Holy Maiden and the Grand Chief of the Barbarians,” an envoy said.
After hearing this, the nine leaders fell silent. They had already expected this outcome when they sought help from Dark Moon Palace.
“The Palace Master said we should gather our army and prepare to attack, to drive back the Great Wei army. The Divine Mother will deal with the Martial Saint of Great Wei.”
“Good, gather the army and prepare for a counterattack. We must avenge our ancestors.”
The Barbarian tribes gathered an army of three hundred thousand, their last remaining forces. If they were defeated, the Barbarian tribes would be completely annihilated.
The Barbarian tribes were determined to destroy Oliver Sheng’s forces at all costs.
Camped at Shelechuan, Oliver Sheng’s forces had rested for several days, waiting for Sawyer Shangguan, Lin Jiang, and Xiao Batian to arrive with fifteen thousand troops.
“Lieutenant Sawyer Shangguan reporting to the General!”
“Lieutenant Lin Jiang reporting to the General!”
“Lieutenant Xiao Batian reporting to the General!”
The three saluted Oliver Sheng.
“No need for formalities, you finally made it,” Oliver Sheng said with a smile.
With eighty thousand troops under his command, it was no problem to either annihilate the Barbarians or take all the spoils back.
The three were excited to see Oliver Sheng. They hadn’t expected him to lead the army all the way to Shelechuan.
This was akin to leading the army to the Huns’ royal court, a great honor!
“Haha, Sawyer, you finally arrived. Now we can launch the final battle against the Barbarians and achieve eternal glory,” Harrison Zhou said with a smile.
With Harrison’s words, the excitement among the group grew.
“General, when will we launch the final attack on the Barbarians?” Sawyer Shangguan asked eagerly.
“Yes, General, when will we set out to destroy the Barbarians?” Lin Jiang’s heart was also burning with anticipation.
“No rush, we can destroy the Barbarians anytime. You’ve traveled a long way, rest first,” Oliver Sheng said.
His subordinates were all eager for the great merit of annihilating the Barbarians, wanting to set out immediately.
Seeing the hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep they had seized, Sawyer Shangguan and the others were already shocked several times.
Taking so many cattle and sheep back would be incredibly wealthy.
With Oliver Sheng’s reinforcements arriving, Lan Ying, the Palace Master of Dark Moon Palace, personally led dozens of disciples and two Great Grandmaster elders to the Barbarian tribes.
“Welcome, esteemed envoys of the holy palace!” The nine leaders of the Barbarian tribes bowed deeply.
With this bow, the Barbarian tribes, who had stood tall for hundreds or even thousands of years, finally bent their backs.
The Barbarian tribes had completely become vassals of Dark Moon Palace.
Dark Moon Palace effortlessly reaped the rewards.
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