latelenovela Chapter 206 Everyone has their own agenda
Chapter 206 Everyone has their own agenda
Under An Lushan's silver tongue, the originally cold expression of the Old Ancestor Caifeng gradually softened.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking to herself: An Lushan's words may be an exaggeration, but the current situation in the cultivation world is indeed turbulent, with various forces scheming against each other. It would be better to strike first.
If the Ming Dynasty were to truly annex the Yuan Dynasty, and the Song Dynasty chose to remain stagnant, then the Song Dynasty would likely face the fate of being gradually devoured.
Instead of waiting for this opportunity, we should take over the Tang Dynasty. Perhaps we can gain more room for development.
However, it remains to be seen how sincere Emperor Zhu Song truly is.
Thinking of this, Ancestor Caifeng slowly said, "It seems that your Great Ming has long harbored such ambitions. However, if you want us to take action, shouldn't you first attack the Great Yuan?"
An Lushan was delighted upon hearing this. It seemed that the Phoenix Ancestor did not want to be the first to stick his neck out and disrupt the existing order.
After all, the various countries had signed an agreement against the remnants of the Great Qian Dynasty, so it was understandable that she was unwilling to bear the infamy. The deeper meaning was that she needed to see the Ming Dynasty drawn into the war before she could feel at ease plotting against the Tang Dynasty.
An Lushan's brows twitched slightly, and he quickly bowed and said, "Ancestor Caifeng, rest assured! Our Great Ming is now ready in all things, only lacking the east wind. Within ten days, the army will surely set off and head straight for the border of the Great Yuan. At that time, Ancestor will see the determination of our Great Ming."
The old ancestor Caifeng's beautiful eyes flashed as she stared at An Lushan: "Good, go back and tell Zhu Song that the day you make your move will be the day my Great Song army marches on the Great Tang!"
An Lushan was overjoyed upon hearing this. This move was a double-edged sword, eliminating both the Ming Dynasty's worries about its rear and...
He knew he was one step closer to his goal.
He stroked the Emperor's Sword in his hand, then respectfully said, "Ancestor Caifeng, please rest assured, I will go back and mobilize troops immediately. The cultivation world and the mortal world will simultaneously launch an attack on the Great Yuan!"
After his trip to the Song Dynasty came to an end, An Lushan hurriedly left Jiufeng Mountain...
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"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, the cultivators of the Great Ming have assembled at the border as planned, and the mortal army has also completed its preparations. They will set off for the Great Yuan in less than three days."
A refined-looking cultivator dressed in a blood-red robe knelt on one knee and reported to Jiang Wuyai, who was seated in a high position.
At this moment, Jiang Wuyai looked old and frail, with a cold and stern face and ruthless and cunning eyes.
He nodded slightly, his voice low: "Very good, Hall Master Duanmu, your sworn brother has indeed not disappointed me."
It turned out that this person was Duanmu Qing. After Blood Drop Pavilion moved from the shadows to the light, he breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had to guard Kongming all day long as before.
Thinking of his sworn brother, Duanmu Qing couldn't help but feel a burning hatred!
"Sect Master, what should we do next?" Duanmu Qing asked respectfully.
Jiang Wuyai did not answer immediately. His eyes sharpened, and his hunched body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, slowly straightening up. His old and decrepit appearance vanished instantly, finally settling on his middle-aged appearance.
A unique sense of oppression, characteristic of Nascent Soul cultivators, emanated from him and spread rapidly outwards. Wherever it passed, the blue bricks on the ground cracked, emitting a crisp "crackling" sound.
Duanmu Qing knelt on one knee. Under the pressure of this powerful aura, his forehead was instantly covered with large beads of sweat, and his breathing became rapid.
"I will summon the Jade Void Seal, pray to Heaven, and receive my command: the day the cultivators of the Great Ming enter the pass will be the day our Great Qian is restored!"
Jiang Wuyai's eyes were like torches, and his spiritual power surged around him like a raging storm. He continued, "From now on, I will appear in this youthful form. Over the past thousand years, I have almost forgotten what I originally looked like."
Jiang Wuyai looked at his youthful body and sighed with emotion...