Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

Su Nan was strolling around Qingyun Mountain, Mo Yu chattering beside him. The entire Qingyun Mountain, including the Black Feather Palace, the six major sects, and the other smaller sects, was extremely nervous. Aside from Su Nan and Mo Yu, they were the only two with enough confidence to deal with the retaliation of the Shengwu Immortal Sect.

Suddenly, Su Nan looked up at the northwest sky: "It's finally here."

The two flew back to the main hall, and Su Nan sent a message from Yuquan Zhenren, telling him to be prepared because the enemy would soon appear.

True Man Yuquan was even more nervous. He had staked his life, property, and the lives of tens of thousands of Qingyun Sect disciples on this matter. How could the other sects not feel the same way? Everyone was terrified, their hands sweating.

Seeing their expressions, Su Nan was dissatisfied: "Why are you so cowardly? The enemy hasn't arrived yet, and you are already acting like this. Are you really frightening the Shengwu Xianzong? Don't worry, you don't need to make a move. In an hour, you won't have to suffer the oppression of the Shengwu Xianzong anymore."

Su Nan continued confidently, "You've been feeling dissatisfied with the tribute you pay every year, right? Fifty percent? Or eighty percent? The Shengwu Xianzong's current strength is actually provided by you. If you use these resources for your own sect, your strength will be no less than theirs. I will have the final say in the Northern Territory from now on, and you won't need to pay tribute to me. So you should pray for my victory."

Everyone felt a mixture of fear and anticipation upon hearing this. Major sects annually offered 50% of their resources as tribute, and smaller sects even more. Furthermore, the Shengwu Xianzong's elders, pavilion masters, and even some inner disciples would come to demand favors. These people had to swallow their anger. What was the point of resentment? No one knew how many Wuji Realm cultivators there were within the Shengwu Xianzong. They only knew there were many, far more than the total number of some sects. How could they resist? Now that the Zihuan Xianzong had arrived, they hoped she could eradicate this scourge and keep her word, allowing these sects to develop on their own.

Not long after, a spot of light appeared in the sky, and then it grew bigger and bigger, until it could be clearly seen that the light spot turned into a huge flying boat, much larger than the one Su Nan had snatched.

The Shengwu Immortal Sect's flying boat was like a gigantic aerial beast, stretching across the sky. It was several dozen feet long and over ten feet wide, its massive form emanating a shocking sense of oppression.

The flying boat's entire structure resembled some unknown black gold. In the sunlight, it shone with a cold, mysterious luster, like a star in the night sky. The bow was sharp as a blade, its lines razor-sharp, as if it could easily tear through the void.

On both sides of the hull, huge and heavy metal wings stretched outward, like the wings of a divine bird. The wings were engraved with ancient and complex runes. From time to time, light blue light flowed between the runes, mysterious and powerful.

On the top of the flying boat, there stands a towering watchtower, with a huge pearl inlaid on the top of the tower. The shining light illuminates the airspace around the flying boat.

At the bottom, several rows of thick metal pillars protrude. It can be imagined that they will support the entire hull. Runes are also engraved on the pillars, which echo the runes on the hull to form a powerful defensive formation.

At the tail, several huge propellers rotated at high speed, making a deafening roar, and the edges of the blades flashed with a faint blue light, as if the power from the abyss was pushing the flying boat forward.

There are also some gun muzzles and crossbow launching devices on the surface. The cold metal texture makes people have no doubt that it has the power to destroy the world.

The flying boat stopped not far away, and a man flew out from it. He flew to the top of Qingyun Mountain and shouted, "Yuquan, come out and answer me."

True Man Yuquan frowned. A small deacon dared to call him by his name. He really didn't take Qingyun Sect seriously. After all, Qingyun Sect was a first-rate force in the Northern Territory. True Man Yuquan was so angry that his beard trembled.

Su Nan saw the anger in Master Yuquan and called Mo Yu over, "Mo Yu, go over there and dampen their spirit."

Master Yuquan looked at Su Nan, bowed gratefully, and looked up to Su Nan even more.

Mo Yu excitedly agreed, flew over to the newcomer, and said with a deliberately pouting face, "Who are you? How dare you shout and yell in Qingyun Sect? And you even have the audacity to meet our Sect Leader. Are you worthy?"

The visitor was taken aback, obviously not expecting to be humiliated today. He used to be arrogant and conceited, so he was not polite now. "Who are you? I am Shang Qin, the outer sect deacon of the Shengwu Xianzong. The elders of the Shengwu Xianzong have arrived, and I want your leader to greet them."

Mo Yu laughed heartily after hearing this: "Hahaha! Are you crazy? A mere deacon is so arrogant and full of nonsense. First, kowtow to me twice, and I might consider taking you and that bullshit elder to meet our leader. However, he probably doesn't have time for you. He's feeding the dogs in the back mountain right now."

When Master Yuquan heard this, his eyes widened and he thought: Well, this time they have completely tied me to the same boat.

Shang Qin had never suffered such an injustice before. He screamed and reached out to slap Mo Yu. Mo Yu dodged and slapped him. Shang Qin was slapped away and hit the flying boat.

He became even more anxious, and was about to fight to the death when he drew his sword, but was stopped by the Ninth Elder: "You are Mo Shang's son, right? We have met him before. It seems there is no need to call for Yuquan Zhenren. We are here to find you. And the Immortal Lord Zihuan, please come out!"

"You can't just invite my sister whenever you want?" Mo Yu was not panicked at all. Of course he knew they were here to see her.

"Okay, okay, you don't have to argue. It's good enough for us to know that she is here. I want to see if she can come out soon." After the Ninth Elder finished speaking, he pulled Shang Qin back to the flying boat. Ten breaths later, the gun barrels on the flying boat began to rotate, all aimed at Qingyun Mountain. It was obvious that they did not intend to hold back this time. As long as they were sure that Su Nan was here, they were ready to bombard Qingyun Mountain.

Seeing the light coming on in the gun barrel, it was a sign that it was starting to charge. It was too late to activate the mountain protection formation. Everyone below thought that this time it was all over. With such a large-caliber psychic artillery bombardment, Qingyun Mountain would no longer exist. Most of the people present would die on the spot, except for those few people.

Mo Yu shrank his neck in fear and turned around and shouted, "Get out of here!"

How could Su Nan possibly escape? She was waiting here to eliminate future troubles. If she wanted to run, she would have run away long ago.

Su Nan flew forward, stood at the front of the crowd, stretched out his hands, and raised them to the sky. In an instant, a huge transparent film covered the entire Qingyun Mountain.

A protective shield was formed and psychic artillery bombarded.

Dazzling beams of light, carrying an all-destructive aura, roared towards Qingyun Mountain. The psychic cannon's light illuminated the entire sky, seemingly consuming the entire world.

Yet, facing this ferocious attack, Su Nan stood alone and proudly before the mountain, her expression calm and composed. She slowly extended her hands, and spiritual energy surged forth from her body. The protective shield took on a dreamy blue hue, its light flowing like a shimmering curtain of water.

The psychic cannon's attack slammed into the shield, igniting countless brilliant flashes of light and violent energy fluctuations. However, the seemingly indestructible attack, like hitting an indestructible wall, was completely blocked by the shield.

Su Nan's figure did not move at all under the powerful impact. She maintained the protective shield steadily with both hands, her eyes firm and confident, as if this fierce attack was just a breeze to her.

After a round of bombardment, the psychic cannon needs a long time to recharge, at which point it no longer poses a threat.

Su Nan took off the protective shield, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and smiled contemptuously: "Nothing more than that!"

There was a commotion behind them. No one had expected that the psychic cannon that could easily destroy a city could be easily blocked by this woman single-handedly. In addition to respect for Su Nan, everyone was also filled with fear. Back then, Zi Huanxian must have killed everyone present in just a few breaths, right?

Su Nan's eyes were gleaming, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Since you're here to kill me, then don't leave."

This is when Su Nan was about to shock the Immortal Sect with one hand.

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