Chapter 1 So What Does This Mean?

"So, what does this mean? Jingnan Hou isn't moving, but they're letting a prince, who's been leading troops but never actually fought a war, take command?"

Zheng Fan leaned back in his seat, pointing at the official document in front of him.

"My lord, according to the Sixth Prince's letter, it seems the Yan Emperor is trying to clean up the local warlords."

"Not suspicion between ruler and subject?"

"Probably not."

"Did Little Sixth mention how we should deal with this First Prince in his letter?"

"No, he said he's gone to Nanan County to be a constable. He even said his name in the martial world will be Yan Xiaoliu."

"What a terrible name."

"He asked in the letter what you thought of the name."

"Tell him in the reply that I think it's great."

"Yes, my lord."

"The First Prince is bringing troops over, so we don't need to do anything, right?" Zheng Fan said.

"Strictly speaking, we're part of the Jingnan Army now, so it's not appropriate for us to be too enthusiastic, unless Jingnan Hou gives the word."

"But if Tian Wujing was going to give the word, he should have done it already. The First Prince should be on the road with his army by now."

"Yes, logically, our troops stationed in Shengle and Chen Yang's unit in Xinsu City should have received orders from the Hou, ready to cooperate with the First Prince in attacking the Cheng Kingdom.

Even in Licheng, Jingnan Hou, as an elder, should send ten thousand riders to assist the First Prince, since it's his first time leading an army alone; he should give him a boost.

But none of this has happened. Sometimes, not saying anything is an attitude.

Under this attitude, no one in the Jingnan Army dares to be too enthusiastic towards the First Prince, otherwise they'll cut themselves off from the original group. My lord, you owe Jingnan Hou a great debt, so you especially can't go licking..."

"Licking what?"

"Go innocently helping the First Prince."

Zheng Fan tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Is Tian Wujing acting up?"

The death of Du Juan, there are still too many doubts that have not been clarified. But Zheng Fan, as an outsider, has neither the qualification nor the ability to get to the bottom of it.

But Jingnan Hou's "silence" doesn't seem like Jingnan Hou's style.

"There's another possibility."

"Blind man, you're not going to say another feint to the east, attack in the west?"

The blind man shrugged and said, "The trick doesn't lie in being new or old, but in whether it works."

"The problem is, what should we do? If we miss this battle, how will our development proceed?"

Confined to Shengle City, we can only sit and eat our savings. Even the heroes of Liangshan need to go down the mountain every so often to "act on behalf of Heaven" if they want to drink and eat meat every day.

But the problem Shengle is facing now is that they've been fleecing the sheep too hard. After several large-scale cleanups of the savages in the nearby mountains, even leeks need some time to grow back, right?

"My lord, the best outcome is probably that the First Prince is defeated, the situation completely collapses, and then our Shengle City becomes a pillar of strength."

The blind man said calmly, "As long as the situation in Jin descends into chaos, Jingnan Hou will definitely step forward again, and we'll be able to break the situation."

"Why not say we'll be swallowed up by the savages in one wave?"

The blind man heard this, nodded and said, "Indeed, that's possible."

"None of the Yan Emperor's sons are easy to deal with. With Si Tu Lei's example, I don't believe this First Prince will make the mistake of underestimating the enemy again."

"My lord, don't worry, there's always a way forward. The First Prince's army will still take some time to arrive, so we'll find a way.

A Cheng told me a few days ago that the training has been effective recently, and it's finally starting to look good. When I go to the meeting with them at night, I can feel their energy.

No matter how the outside world changes, we'll do our own thing and wait for an opportunity. Even if we can't wait for an opportunity, we can create one ourselves."

"Your chicken soup tastes good."

"Thank you for your praise, my lord."

"Alright, go get busy. I have to practice my sword."

"My lord, work hard."

"Heh."

After sending the blind man away, Zheng Fan went to the courtyard to practice his sword. Daily cultivation has become a basic routine, but perhaps because after advancing to the seventh rank, the pressure has suddenly lifted, and the sense of urgency isn't as strong. So, there hasn't been any obvious fluctuation in his realm recently.

This is normal. Zheng Fan knows that his previous advancement was already incredibly fast.

Just as he was starting to sweat, Xiao Yibo ran over in a panic.

"What's wrong? Why are you so flustered?"

"Master, master, the room in the back house, that room is making noises, making noises. Because of your orders, I didn't dare enter to investigate."

"Noises?"

Zheng Fan grabbed his sword and went straight to the last room in the mansion, where Sha Tuoqueshi was staying. It was also a forbidden area in the mansion. Even the other demon kings wouldn't approach it normally. Only Zheng Fan would go in himself every so often.

Walking to the entrance of the small courtyard, Zheng Fan clearly felt that the temperature here seemed to be much lower.

Liang Cheng once said that Sha Tuoqueshi, as a "jiangshi" (Chinese hopping vampire), although his jiangshi bloodline wasn't high, he was very strong. He was like a "grassroots rise" in the jiangshi world.

Therefore, he wouldn't be like other jiangshi, with cold air constantly leaking from his body like a refrigerator that wasn't closed.

"Go call the blind man and tell him the situation here."

"Yes, I'll go now."

Xiao Yibo immediately ran out to find someone.

Zheng Fan hesitated for a moment, then threw the sword in his hand at the door, and walked into the courtyard. After passing through the short corridor, he opened the door and walked in.

Zheng Fan trusted Sha Tuoqueshi very much in his heart, and he was the person he trusted most in this world.

He had saved him both in life and after death, so Zheng Fan believed that no matter what strange changes occurred to Sha Tuoqueshi, he wouldn't harm him.

Of course, if he really went crazy and wanted to kill him, it wouldn't make any difference whether he had a sword in his hand or not. It would be better to come in empty-handed and make a good impression first.

The coffin was shaking.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Muffled sounds came from inside.

The noises that Xiao Yibo said the servants in the mansion heard should have originated from this.

"Mo Wan!"

Zheng Fan shouted.

The other demon kings had their own work to do, so the only one in the mansion right now was Mo Wan, who had been busy taking care of the child recently.

A stone flew over directly. Obviously, Mo Wan was already here before Zheng Fan summoned him. He had already noticed the movement here and came to see "Grandpa."

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The sound of the coffin was getting more and more violent, as if the thing inside couldn't wait to get out.

"Is it going to revive?"

Zheng Fan muttered to himself.

Mo Wan floated in front of Zheng Fan, protecting him.

"Never mind."

Zheng Fan made up his mind. Seeing that the coffin was about to give way, Zheng Fan simply stepped forward, circulated his blood energy, released a black light from his body, grabbed the coffin lid with both hands, and pushed it forward!

"Squeak..."

The coffin lid was pushed open and fell to the ground.

Immediately, a green light flew out from inside.

"Roar!"

A roar came from the stone. Mo Wan's figure directly appeared and crashed directly into the green light.

"Bang!"

The green light was scattered by the impact, and Mo Wan retreated to Zheng Fan's front, baring his teeth at the green light.

The scattered green light revealed the figure of a woman.

The woman wore a fox mask on her face and had a slender figure. She seemed to be bathing, or receiving a baptism.

"Roar!"

Mo Wan kept roaring at the woman in front of him, as if warning her.

The woman began to chant something in the language of the savages, obscure and difficult to understand.

At first, Zheng Fan couldn't understand it at all. His attention was also on the coffin, and he found that Sha Tuoqueshi was still lying in it, motionless.

So, what caused the movement earlier was this Yu Ren Ling (jade figure token), not Sha Tuoqueshi.

Just then, Zheng Fan suddenly realized that he could understand the woman's words. This seemed to have gone beyond the level of language and was a transfer of information on a spiritual level.

"The brilliant stars will descend again, the glory of the holy race will continue, the new king has been born, he will uphold the guidance of the stars and lead the holy race to new glory!"

So, this is a prophecy?

Zheng Fan remembered that the blind man had analyzed that the Yu Ren Ling was a sacrificial holy object of the savage race. It wouldn't be strange for this kind of thing to have the function of "prophesying" the future of the race.

In the dark, she may have really sensed that the savages were entering the pass and rising again, so she started jumping out.

If someone else saw this kind of prophecy, they might be terrified, and even think that the savages ruling the Three Jins was the destiny, but what kind of person was Zheng Fan? When he used to draw comics, he didn't know how many times he had used the creative mode of using a prophecy as an introduction at the beginning. It had already become a stale trope.

Moreover, this Yu Ren Ling seemed to have a bad brain. This wasn't a savage altar, this was his Zheng Fan's lair. Are you showing off your brain by predicting that the savages will rise here?

"The light of the stars will shine on the earth, the glory of the holy race will be ignited again, the new king has been sent by the stars, and following the new king, the holy race will rise again!"

"Okay, okay, I understand, you can rest now."

Suddenly, the Yu Ren Ling seemed to sense Zheng Fan, or rather, sensed the "disdainful" emotion that Zheng Fan was conveying.

She suddenly aimed at Zheng Fan and began to roar, "Those who desecrate the stars will be buried by starlight, those who obstruct the stars will be trampled into dust, the holy race will..."

Suddenly, Sha Tuoqueshi, who had been lying motionless, suddenly raised a hand and grabbed the Yu Ren Ling directly.

Then, with a "snap," the Yu Ren Ling was grabbed by Sha Tuoqueshi's hand and fell back into the coffin.

In an instant, the woman's figure, which had been full of sacred aura, disappeared without a trace.

Mo Wan was stunned.

Zheng Fan was also stunned.

This Nima ended like turning off the TV with a remote control.

After a long time, Zheng Fan walked over, leaned against the coffin, looked at Sha Tuoqueshi lying inside, and said, "So, you were deliberately showing me just now?"

Not unable to suppress it, but deliberately attracting him over to watch a performance?

It felt like your family called you out of the study or kitchen when they were watching TV, "Come on, come on, watch this TV show."

Zheng Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shook his head, "You're naughty too."