Yinshan Record

Chapter 388 The Underworld's Past: A Crushing Defeat (Part 2)

surprise?

Su Che looked at the confident smile on the face of the Great River Alliance Leader.

This person is indeed a remarkable individual.

The ancient underworld was right before his eyes, and Yu Chen was backed by a powerful force like the White Deer Cave, which was qualified to enter the underworld and reap benefits, but Yu Chen was not tempted.

This is very difficult.

He has self-awareness and is extremely focused. Su Che nodded inwardly; this Jade Alliance Leader was indeed good material for a rebellion.

Speaking of which, since I left Cizhou City, I have indeed met several people who are suitable for rebellion.

The scholar Xuan Gui is one, and the Alliance Leader Yu Chen in front of us is another.

"Is the Alliance Leader really just going to abandon this ancient underworld, the Nine Netherworlds, like this?"

Shikshananda looked at Yu Chen, unable to believe that the man before her could remain unmoved.

No rogue cultivator could resist the allure of the ancient underworld, for it conceals a lineage that could lead directly to the level of an Earth Immortal. To put it bluntly, even picking up a few trinkets left behind by the Lord of Mount Tai would be enough for a rogue cultivator to take a significant step forward.

Moreover, Siksananda knew that the Jade Emperor Alliance Leader before him was nearing the end of his lifespan. If he could not advance further or find a rare and precious material to prolong his life, he probably only had a few years left.

"The prince has only recently emerged from the realm of hungry ghosts, and there are some things he still doesn't understand."

Yu Chen smiled slightly and said, "Every flower, every blade of grass, every grain of sand, and every leaf in this Central Plains has an owner. If the immortals above don't bestow them upon us, then they are not ours. Let alone a place like the Nine Netherworlds and Luo Feng?"

"Having spent my whole life cultivating myself, I have a few insights to share with you all. In this life, whether you are cultivating yourself or doing things for others, you must not be overly ambitious. Just focus on what you can control."

Upon hearing this, Su Che secretly thought that this Jade Alliance Leader was indeed a remarkable person.

His words sounded calm and collected, but they struck a nerve with Kshananda.

The immortals mentioned above do not refer to Huangtiandao or Shenxiaodao, but rather to the big shots of Xuandu Palace.

The Buddhist sect finally managed to squeeze in a hungry ghost sect in the Central Plains, but Xuandu Palace immediately imprisoned them.

Isn't this the best illustration of "what's not given to you isn't yours"?
As expected, Siksananda remained silent.

"I've heard people mention Brother Liu's reputation as a demon slayer before."

Yu Chen seemed to have finally remembered the existence of Liu Yidao, and he looked at Su Che with both eyes.

"How about we test how much of the Great Liang Dynasty's fate is left?"

You've actually talked about me before?

The name "Ghost Slayer Liu Yidao" was borrowed from Little Fox. It had only been used a few times, mainly in Xuanshan, when he was with Old Song from the coffin shop and when they were killing and robbing. For such a name to reach the ears of the Great River Alliance Leader, could this person be the gossipmonger of the martial arts world?

It seems they just wanted to recruit us because we had been to the ancient underworld.

Rebellion is all about people from all walks of life; once you've got them all, they're good to go.

"I'm curious to know what kind of surprise the Alliance Leader has prepared for the imperial court."

Su Che said with a smile.

Yu Chen smiled upon hearing this.

"Good, you do have some courage. I'll show you how I behead Li Yizhen."

As he spoke, he opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it in the air.

"Send the order to prepare the camp and advance."

At a single command, the camp, which Su San Gongzi thought would at most be a side dish on the battlefield, seemed to be a rusty machine, slowly starting up with groans.

The ranks were assembled, the supplies were organized, and the commands were given in a continuous, unbroken stream.

Su Che straightened his clothes and quietly looked at the faces of the laborers in the camp. He could still see their original frail complexion, but the determination in their eyes and the increasing rosiness on their faces clearly told Su Che about the recent changes in them.

As soldiers, as warriors on the battlefield, they were clearly not qualified.

But as human beings, they have clearly been given a new life.

Looking at the team, Su Che became even more curious about what methods the Great River Alliance Leader had prepared.

Such a force was clearly insufficient to defeat Li Yizhen. Although Li Yizhen only had two thousand men under his command, and although these two thousand men were only the third-rate troops of the Great Liang at present, they were still not something that these commoners who had not long put down their hoes could handle.

"The enemy army is no more than twenty li away from us."

Yu Chen laughed heartily, his aura no longer concealed. A stream of essence shot from the top of his head straight up to the sky, with various transformations within it, though only cultivators could discern those resembling fierce tigers, bears, or pixiu.

The leader of the Great River Alliance is demonstrating his power, showing his power to Li Yizhen, who is not far from here, and letting this Imperial Censor of the Great Liang Dynasty know that he has arrived.

Twenty miles away, Li Yizhen rode atop a massive six-tusked war elephant, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly resting. Behind him, two thousand soldiers, all clad in armor and wielding swords and spears, stood with their helmets adorned with fiery red plumes that resembled clusters of burning wildfire.

When there are more than a thousand people, the earth and sky are connected; when there are more than ten thousand people, the boundaries are endless.

The large contingent moved slowly along the official road like a coiled snake, with only one destination: Wenning County in the south.

Click, click.

A military officer rode a black warhorse, its four hooves pounding the earth like drums. He ran up to Li Yizhen's six-tusked war elephant and nimbly dismounted.

"Reporting to the Censor, our department has already deployed its forces and has beheaded 342 rebels and captured 52 men and women who were accomplices of the traitor. Please examine the documents, Censor."

The general quietly recited the numbers.

Li Yizhen opened her eyes and glanced at him.

"Send it up."

At a command, armored soldiers rushed over, each carrying a severed head, while others led over women whose wrists were tied together with hemp rope.

Li Yizhen lowered her eyes and looked at the heads that these people were presenting.

The elderly with white hair, children who are not yet adults, and faces etched with wrinkles and hardship.

He turned to look at the "traitors and collaborators," among whom there were few men, but many young women and wives who were barely clothed.

Looking at the soldiers below, Li Yizhen realized that they had indeed reaped a great harvest, wondering how many villages they had destroyed on this trip.

Along the way, similar scenes had played out countless times. Li Yizhen was not new to serving as the Imperial Censor of Youzhou, so he naturally knew the true nature of the elite troops raised by the Liang Dynasty.

"The heads will be recorded as merit, and these traitors and rebels will be imprisoned and await further processing by the court." Li Yizhen's reply delighted the soldiers below: "They'll simply be given to meritorious officials as slaves."

"The Imperial Censor is discerning and insightful, and his military strategy is divine."

The general held Li Yizhen in his arms and said.

Li Yizhen glanced at him.

Normally, he wouldn't mind playing the role of a discerning imperial censor, executing all those scoundrels who killed innocent people to claim credit and enslaved innocent civilians.

But not now. Rebellion is raging everywhere in Cizhou, and the rioters are poised to seize the county seat. He can no longer be the discerning and insightful Imperial Censor of Xingyou.

He is a fifth-grade Rejuvenating Pill cultivator, proficient in the art of beast taming, but he is also a lone individual. He can fly directly to Wenning County to ensure the county is not lost, and can even fly back and forth to ensure that several surrounding counties do not lose their cities.

But even then, it would only mean securing a small piece of land within the city walls.

Those villages outside the county seat will become a paradise for bandits, and the rule of the Great Liang in Cizhou will become nothing but empty words.

Therefore, he wanted to keep these people who killed innocent people and claimed credit for their crimes. Although these people would not provide Li Yizhen with any help on the battlefield, they were enough to deal with the local tyrants outside the county and show them the power of the Great Liang.

There are some things that he, as a spiritual practitioner, cannot do, and that he, as an imperial censor, cannot do, but these mutinous soldiers can do, and do very well.

As for his brilliant military strategy, Li Yizhen didn't care at all.

His formidable enemy in the North, Yuwen Rui, was also known as a military genius, but how exactly did he achieve such a feat?
A fourth-rank cultivation level would be a moving natural disaster on the battlefield, unstoppable by anyone.

With such cultivation, if someone still wants to be a lowly soldier, then it's like divine intervention.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at a mountain peak not far away. A powerful aura rose from there, like a wisp of smoke pointing straight to the sky.

A master of elixirs.

Li Yizhen looked in that direction, indicating that his cultivation level was not weak.

"Imperial Censor, enemy traces have been discovered in the rear of our army."

A scout rushed over to report the military situation.

“There is also a large group of bandits ahead.”

"understood."

Li Yizhen snorted and looked ahead.

This time, we'll see who's stirring up trouble behind Cizhou's back.

He didn't have to wait long before he heard a strange laugh that sounded like that of an owl.

"Li Yizhen, it's been a long time!"

He looked up and saw countless crows flying in the sky. A monk sat upright in the middle of the crows, wearing a black robe and with disheveled hair.

"The Great River Alliance, it really is you guys."

(End of this chapter)