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"Everyone!"

"Why did you lose your land?"

"It was the Qing dynasty's tyranny, the landlords' lack of virtue, and the scholars' exploitation. So, shouldn't we take back the land and wealth that rightfully belong to us?"

"should!"

"should!"

"should!"

With power and swayed by Li Yingqiong's "663," everyone responded loudly, no longer showing the fear they had before. Instead, they were afraid that Li Yingqiong would not take action and that their talents would go unrecognized.

"In that case, we should take action now!"

The disappearance of three hundred refugees is no small matter.

The nearby towns have probably already received the news.

By the time the Qing army reacted, they would be surrounded.

Although this is not a big deal, nor is it a crisis.

But Li Yingqiong was unwilling to lose the initiative.

That's just her personality; she always takes the initiative and won't wait for others to come to her.

Knowing the importance of speed in warfare, Li Yingqiong and her two companions immediately ordered those who knew how to cook to prepare a meal. After eating, they led over three hundred men into a nearby city.

These three hundred-odd people would naturally be extremely weak if they were fighting against cultivators.

However, when facing ordinary bandits and Manchu soldiers, it was like a tiger entering a sheepfold; one person could easily suppress thousands of people.

Even when faced with arrows, they can catch them with their hands and then throw them back, causing huge casualties to the enemy.

Li Yingqiong implemented a land redistribution strategy similar to that of later generations, and within just half a month, his army had grown by 100,000.

This was only because she exercised great restraint; otherwise, the number of troops could have been several times greater.

The people were incredibly enthusiastic about being allocated land.

Everyone was eager to serve the new forces and to defend the land they had been allocated.

The gentry, landlords, and officials were exactly the opposite.

They hate the new forces to an extreme degree.

Unfortunately, their strength was limited, and they were powerless to resist. They could only watch as the army swept across the land, entered the capital, and ended the newly established dynasty.

Outside the capital.

A clear sword light remained fixed in mid-air.

Master Miaoyi, Qi Shuming, looked towards the capital, his heart filled with astonishment. He began to calculate with his fingers.

The destined master of the Purple Ying Sword, however, rebelled and destroyed the newly established dynasty.

There is nothing more terrifying than this.

When Master Miaoyi received the news, he rushed over, only to find that Li Yingqiong's fortune was even stronger than before, which puzzled him greatly.

"That's not right. Interfering in human affairs and committing such heavy killings, how could it possibly increase fortune? How strange!"

Just then, several sword lights approached from afar and quickly arrived in front of them; they were three men and one woman.

The men were filled with anger, their swords flashing with menacing power.

Seeing the menacing aura of the group, Master Miaoyi couldn't help but ask, "What brings you young friends here?"

"May I ask who you are, senior?" The leading man, seeing that this person was extraordinary, quickly bowed respectfully.

"I am Master Miaoyi, the leader of the Shushan Sect," Qi Shuming replied calmly.

The four were startled and quickly bowed.

The person before them was the leader of the Emei Sect, the head of the righteous path in the world, and not someone they could afford to be disrespectful to.

"I've seen the real person."

“We were originally cultivating in the South China Sea, but we never expected that our home would be attacked by villains. Not only were our property and land confiscated, but my father and mother were also killed by the villains. That is why we have traveled thousands of miles to avenge our great grudge.”

Qi Shuming snorted: "Did your sect ever say that we cultivators should not interfere in the affairs of the mortal world?"

The four people's expressions changed.

The sect had naturally given instructions on this matter long ago.

The hatred for their parents caused them to lose their minds and forget the rules of cultivation.

"Master, are we just going to watch our enemy go unpunished?"

Qi Shuming laughed and said, "This matter is easy to handle. The villain Li Yingqiong you mentioned is the destined successor of Emei. I will take her as my disciple, and you can come and fight her again in three years. If you win, you will avenge your great grudge; if you lose, naturally nothing will be mentioned. Regardless of the outcome, Emei will not pursue the matter."

Upon hearing this, the four men turned pale.

They were just disciples of a small, independent sect, who could still gather together in the South China Sea to bully ordinary demons and independent cultivators.

How could they dare to encounter the Emei Sect, the leading righteous sect in the world?

All someone needs to do is give them a flying sword, and they can be completely taken care of.

At that time, not only will they not be able to avenge themselves, but they will also die under the sword, which would only increase casualties.

Thinking of this, the four men began to consider retreating.

"So Miss Li is the chosen successor of Emei!" The leading man smiled awkwardly. "No wonder she was able to sweep across the world and restore the Han dynasty's land. We, however, have taken our anger out on Miss Li because of our own family's hatred. We are truly narrow-minded. Please forgive us, senior, and allow the four of us to return to the South China Sea to reflect on our mistakes."

Qi Shuming's expression was subtle: "You really can let go of your hatred and not fight with swords?"

"Senior, we apologize for our rudeness."

The four of them broke out in a cold sweat.

Sword duel?

Isn't that suicide?!

Qi Shuming snorted: "It's a good thing you met me today. Otherwise, you would have faced certain death. The rules set by the Lingkong Immortal Realm are ones I dare not violate. Since you have already begun your cultivation, you should not meddle in worldly affairs."

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

"Go."

Qi Shuming waved his hand, and the four of them, as if granted a pardon, quickly left on their flying swords.

They flew for dozens of miles before the four of them lowered their sword light and landed on the ground.

"Senior Brother Liu, are we really not going to take revenge?"

Liu Yu sneered: "How can we report it? That person is the destined successor of Emei. Even if Master intervenes, he can't defeat him."

"Emei is far too domineering!"

Liu Yu's expression changed: "Keep your voice down. Emei has always been like this. Be careful what you say!"

As the righteous path of the world, it not only suppressed the demonic path, but also severely attacked any righteous path that did not align with Emei.

The domineering nature of Emei has always been recognized in the cultivation world.

However, Emei always acts in accordance with the will of Heaven, and even if others are indignant, they can do nothing but watch Emei grow stronger and stronger.

"Let's go, let's not talk about this anymore." Liu Yu looked towards the capital, and after a long while, he sighed, "Not only are the rules of the Immortal Realm incomparable to our power. Let's not mention revenge again."

"That's all we can do. My poor mother and father died in vain!"

Speaking of this, the four felt a deep sadness, but there was nothing they could do but ride their flying swords and leave together.

They came in a hurry and left in a daze.

Even in the pursuit of immortality, everything is predestined, and nothing is up to one's control; true freedom cannot be attained.

Chapter 736 The Dimensional Reduction Strike of Modern Civilization, Humanitarian Merit (4/5, Please Subscribe)

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Li Yingqiong: "What else? What else? What should we do next?"

Su Xiaoxiao: "Has the world already been conquered? Then it's naturally our turn to use modern technology to help. By the way, Brother Taixuan, will the Heavenly Dao of that world target us if we provide various improved species and machines?"

Zhang Taixuan: "How could that be? You help his civilization become more diverse, and He welcomes it with open arms. Only those rigid people won't accept new things. As for the way of Heaven, as long as you don't do anything destructive, He won't interfere!"

Su Xiaoxiao: "Great! In this way, our modern agricultural machinery and various high-quality seeds can all be put to use. Hehe, it's a pity that Sister Yingqiong has to maintain her identity as an ordinary person and can't use her magic. Otherwise, she could directly create a batch and stun those ancient people on the spot."

Umaru: "Huh? Didn't Yingqiong say she was going to give the throne to her father? Why is she so busy now?"

Li Yingqiong: "I would like to too. But my father is a very traditional person. Even if I teach him modern civilization and pass it on to him, he will only admire it but will not use it."

Li Yingqiong: "So I had no choice but to do everything myself."

Ye Hei: "There's nothing we can do about it, 08. Old people have different mindsets. For example, in modern society, many literate elderly people don't know how to use smartphones, even though they're very simple. When you get old, you don't want to accept new things."

Hu Yifei: "Indeed, I've met quite a few people who are clearly well-educated but have a lot of difficulty using mobile phones."

Su Xiaoxiao: "I've already prepared these things, including the red envelopes. Yingqiong, please accept them. The operation videos are also included. You can train a few young people on them, and that should be enough."

Li Yingqiong: "Okay. I'm going to get busy now. I'll try to get rid of worldly affairs within a year. I don't want to stay in the human world forever."