In his later years, he was backstabbed by his third wife, and he awakened the Wei Xiaobao system

In the Dayu Kingdom, the Juyun Pavilion of the Luoyun Sect was extremely quiet, with only the sound of Li Qingfeng's coat sleeves fluttering.

At this moment, he was holding tightly in his hand an ancient bronze message order with intricate runes on it, as if engraved with the mysterious laws of heaven and earth.

As Li Qingfeng's fingertips continuously injected spiritual power, the surface of the bronze order flickered slightly, and in a moment, the shadow of a map of five countries slowly emerged.

On the map, the dense, restless army icons surrounding the Great Qin territory looked like a pack of vicious wolves ready to devour, chilling one's heart.

Li Qingfeng stared at the map, his eyes like a cold pond, deep and cold.

At the cuffs, the colorful patterns of the Seven Treasures Universe Bag were faintly visible, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura, the terrifying pressure left after suppressing the Divine Transformation cultivator.

"The five rulers of Daheng, Daxuan, Dawei, Dachu, and Dayan, obey my command!"

Li Qingfeng suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice, carrying the vast spiritual power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, instantly spread thousands of miles away through the communication order.

The sound was like a thunderclap, exploding above the Five Kingdoms Palace, shaking the glazed tiles and making them hum as if they were about to be overturned by the force.

"From now on, no one from any country is allowed to set foot on the border of Daqin. Anyone who disobeys——"

Li Qingfeng paused, then suddenly raised his hand and waved it. Outside the Juyun Pavilion, a towering mountain was instantly cut down three feet in height by a dazzling seven-colored sword light.

In an instant, debris poured down like a rainstorm, and billowing smoke and dust filled the sky, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"My Seven Profound Heavenly Formation that suppresses the Divine Transformation cultivators doesn't mind adding the fortunes of five more countries as sacrifices!"

Li Qingfeng's voice was icy cold, and every word he said was like a heavy hammer, hammering down hard on the hearts of the five rulers.

In the palace of Daheng Kingdom, the king was reviewing military reports at his desk. The wolf-hair brush in his hand had just put a little ink mark on the secret order of "march the troops westward" when it was broken with a "snap" sound by the sudden loud noise.

Ink splashed everywhere, leaving a hideous stain on the secret decree, as if foreshadowing something ominous.

The king looked up in astonishment and looked at the distant mountains outside the window that were flattened by the sword light. The shocking scene in the spy's report of Li Qingfeng single-handedly suppressing Lu Yunyan involuntarily emerged in his mind.

He felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if a pair of cold hands were resting on it.

"Lord, the Luoyun Sect's flying sword has sent a message..."

The personal eunuch walked forward tremblingly, holding a jade slip in both hands. The surface of the jade slip still retained Li Qingfeng's sharp sword intent, as if it could stab someone at any time.

"Li Qingfeng said... that if the five nations dare to attack Great Qin, then... our national destiny will be..."

"shut up!"

The King of Daheng stood up suddenly, and the jade pendant on his waist fell to the ground and shattered due to the violent movement.

His face turned pale, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "Immediately recall the 300,000 troops from the border! Anyone who dares to mention the word 'attack Qin' again will be executed immediately!"

In the meeting hall of the Great Xuan Kingdom, the military generals were arguing fiercely around the sand table, exchanging sharp words and refusing to give in to each other.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng's majestic warning voice suddenly came from the sky.

A radical general was about to open his mouth to refute, but suddenly felt a flash of cold light above his head.

He subconsciously looked up and saw the sacred sword guarding the palace slowly unsheathed from the beam, its cold blade pointed directly at his throat. The general felt his legs go limp, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, his back instantly drenched in cold sweat.

The other three countries reacted in the same way.

The King of Wei ordered the dismantling of siege equipment on the border overnight. Those huge catapults and crossbows were hastily dismantled in the night, making dull noises.

The King of Great Chu threw his pro-war strategist into the Sky Prison. Inside the cell, the strategist's cries of injustice were gradually swallowed up by the darkness.

The King of Great Yan personally wrote a golden letter proclaiming the "Eternal Friendship between Qin and Yan" and ordered messengers to deliver it to the ruined palace of Great Qin at full speed. The sound of horse hooves was particularly loud in the silent night sky.

When the news of the five countries' withdrawal reached Luoyun Sect, Li Qingfeng was transferring spiritual power to Lu Yunyan.

He looked at the simple words "obey your order" on the jade slip, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of tenderness.

He gently raised his hand, and with his fingertips, he gently smoothed the loose hair on Lu Yunyan's forehead, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm here, and no one can hurt you anymore."

......

Three days later, before the morning mist had completely dissipated, the arrival of the cultivators from Zhenlong Valley shattered the tranquility of the border of Dayu Kingdom.

Yuan Huai was wearing black armor and riding majestically on a Pegasus.

The runes on the armor flickered with a faint light, as if telling the majesty and mystery of Zhenlong Valley.

Hanging around his waist was the supreme token of Zhenlong Valley, the "Dragon Imperial Token". The dragon pattern on the token was lifelike, as if it would take off into the sky at any time.

Behind him followed thirty Nascent Soul cultivators, all with stern expressions and emitting icy murderous intent, like unsheathed blades, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Li Qingfeng, where is the person I want from Zhenlong Valley?"

Yuan Huai roared, his voice like thunder, shaking the grass on the ground, as if it was afraid of this powerful force.

"Keeping the power of Mad Blood will only lead to great trouble. Have you forgotten the painful lessons of the Blood Demon Rebellion?"

Li Qingfeng stood in front of the Luoyun Sect's mountain gate with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, like an immortal who was isolated from the world.

The Seven Treasures Universe Bag rustled behind him, and seven streams of light overflowed from the bag, quickly transforming into the shape of the Big Dipper in the air and hovering above his head.

This is the prototype of the Seven Profound Heavenly Formation, emitting a powerful and frightening aura.

He gazed at the cultivators from Zhenlong Valley behind Yuan Huai. His eyes were as calm as water, yet unfathomable, making it impossible to discern his inner thoughts. "Elder Yuan, you've come all this way to question me. Why don't you first explain the purpose of the 'Dragon Locking Formation' that Guigu has deployed on the border of Great Qin?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Huai's pupils suddenly shrank, and a barely perceptible panic flashed in his eyes.

He had never imagined that Li Qingfeng actually knew of this secret deployment of the Dragon Suppression Valley. The "Dragon Locking Formation" was a killing formation set up by the Dragon Suppression Valley to prevent the spread of the power of the Mad Blood. Once activated, millions of lives in the Great Qin would become sacrifices. It was exactly the same cruelty as Lu Tianxiong's Blood Sacrifice Mountain and River Formation.

"It's not your turn as an outsider to interfere in the affairs of Zhenlong Valley!"

Yuan Huai forced himself to remain calm, his hand on the hilt of his sword, trying to mask his inner shock with a tough attitude. "Today, we must take Lu Yunyan away, otherwise—"

"How else?"

Li Qingfeng interrupted him fearlessly, raising his hand and summoning the Demon Slayer Sword. Instantly, the Big Dipper on the sword erupted with dazzling light, as if seven blazing suns rose simultaneously, illuminating the entire sky.

"Could it be that Elder Yuan has forgotten that the Guigu Mountain Protection Formation was damaged by the aftermath of the Seven Profound Heaven Formation?"

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Yuan Huai's heart hard.

The mountain protection formation of Zhenlong Valley was indeed severely damaged when Li Qingfeng suppressed Lu Yunyan, and it has not yet been fully repaired.

If a war were to start with Li Qingfeng at this time, Zhenlong Valley would certainly suffer.

Yuan Huai's expression instantly turned extremely grim, and the hand gripping the hilt of the sword began to tremble slightly.

......

In the meeting hall, the scent of sandalwood rose in the air, but it could not cover up the strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

Yuan Huai sat in the main seat, his eyes fixed on the Seven Treasures Universe Bag behind Li Qingfeng, greed and fear revealed in his eyes.

His eyes kept sweeping towards the side hall where Lu Yunyan was suppressed. His palms were already soaked with sweat, but he was completely unaware.

"Fellow Daoist Li is determined to protect this crazy blood monk. Could it be that he wants to become an enemy of our Dragon Valley?"

Yuan Huai suppressed the anger in his heart, his voice carrying a hint of threat, yet also a hint of probing.

Li Qingfeng picked up the teacup and sniffed the tea, but didn't drink. Instead, he stared at his own reflection in the cup. "Elder Yuan, are you aware of the increasing activity at the Demon Emperor's tomb?"

He suddenly put down his teacup, his voice suddenly becoming icy cold, as if emanating from the Netherworld. "The situation in the Northern Wasteland is about to be broken."

Yuan Huai's whole body trembled, and the secret information he had received recently suddenly emerged in his mind: the "Soul-Devouring Beast" of the demon clan has broken through the defense line of the Western Desert and is rampant in the Northern Wilderness.

The "Spirit Vein Nourishing Array" of the Skyfire Pill Alliance was also frequently destroyed, causing heavy losses.

He was suddenly startled, realizing that Li Qingfeng's delay in killing Lu Yunyan wasn't simply out of soft-heartedness, but rather had deeper considerations.

"You want to use the power of mad blood to fight against the demons?"

Yuan Huai narrowed his eyes, a hint of suspicion in them. "But if the power of Mad Blood gets out of control, the harm it causes could be even worse than that of the demon race!"

"That's why we need the 'Dragon Control Heart Locking Spell' from the Dragon Suppression Valley."

Li Qingfeng calmly threw out the heavy chips, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"When I was suppressing Lu Yunyan, I discovered that the mad blood power in her body had some strange connection with the blood of the Demon Emperor. If we can tame her, perhaps we can gain the upper hand when the tomb is revealed."

Yuan Huai fell silent. He knew very well that Zhenlong Valley had been fighting with the demon clan for thousands of years. The threat of the Demon Emperor's inheritance was like a sword hanging over their heads, making them unable to sleep or eat at all times.

If one can truly control the power of mad blood, it will indeed be the key to balancing the demon race.

However, the risks involved are self-evident. If one is not careful, one could end up setting oneself on fire and dragging the entire Northern Wasteland into an irretrievable ruin.

"I, Zhenlonggu, can hold off on killing her for now," Yuan Huai finally spoke, with a hint of helplessness and compromise in his voice.

"But she must be imprisoned in the 'Dragon Locking Well' in Zhenlong Valley, and guarded by someone assigned by our town."

"Absolutely impossible."

Li Qingfeng refused categorically, his tone leaving no room for questioning.

"Lu Yunyan is under the care of Luoyun Sect, and Zhenlong Valley can send elders to monitor her regularly. In addition -" His eyes were like knives, staring straight at Yuan Huai.

"The killing arrays Guigu has set up in Daqin must all be dismantled."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Huai slammed the table and stood up, his eyes wide open with anger and veins bulging on his face.

However, when he saw the faint flickering colorful light on Li Qingfeng's cuffs, his heart trembled and he slowly sat down again.

He knew full well that this seemingly gentle young man before him actually held the lifeline of the Northern Wilderness in his hands—he possessed both the formidable power to suppress the Transcendent Gods and the righteous authority to unite against the demons. He was simply no match for him.

"Okay, I, Zhenlonggu, promise you." Yuan Huai said through gritted teeth, feeling unwilling.

"But if she loses control again—"?

"All consequences will be borne by me alone."

Li Qingfeng stood up with a firm look, like a towering mountain, unshakable.

"Elder Yuan has come from afar. Why not stay in Luoyun Sect for a few more days to see how we tame the power of mad blood?"

Yuan Huai stared into Li Qingfeng's eyes, trying to find a trace of hesitation or wavering in them, but all he saw was determination and resoluteness.

"Never mind, goodbye!"

The people from Zhenlong Valley slowly left Luoyun Sect, and a drizzle began to fall from the sky at some point.

The raindrops were as fine as needles, falling densely, wetting the earth and Li Qingfeng's mood.

He stood at the mountain gate, watching Yuan Huai's retreating figure, feeling no sense of relief. He knew that the Dragon Suppression Valley's compromise was only temporary; if the demon crisis eased even slightly, they would surely attack Lu Yunyan again.

"Master Li, envoys from five countries request a meeting."

A disciple hurried over, breaking the somewhat dull atmosphere.

Li Qingfeng turned around and saw envoys from five countries standing respectfully at the bottom of the steps, holding treasures in their hands.

Everyone had a flattering smile on their face, which seemed a little fake against the backdrop of the drizzle.

The envoy from the Daheng Kingdom presented a crystal clear "Spirit Gathering Jade Disk", which emitted a soft light in the rain, as if condensing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

The envoy from the Great Xuan Kingdom presented a simple "Ancient Sword Manual". The cover of the manual was engraved with mysterious runes, which seemed to hide endless mysteries.

The other three kingdoms also took out their most valuable treasures, just to get Li Qingfeng to say, "Let the affairs of the Qin Dynasty be forgiven."

"I appreciate your kindness, everyone."

Li Qingfeng smiled faintly, but didn't accept the treasure. A hint of meaning lingered in his eyes. "But I, Li, hope you all remember—the true enemy of the Northern Wilderness has never been ourselves, but those foreign tribes who covet our land."

The envoys nodded in agreement, but at the moment they lowered their heads, they exchanged complicated looks with each other.

They knew that although Li Qingfeng's strength had shocked the five nations, it had also made Luoyun Sect the target of public criticism.

If Li Qingfeng were to neglect his duties for even a moment, the ambitions of the five nations would once again grow wildly like weeds and spread wantonly.

In the dead of night, everything is silent, with only the sound of drizzle tapping against the window.

Li Qingfeng came to Lu Yunyan's room alone. Inside the room, the candlelight flickered. The girl was still unconscious, but the color on her face had gradually returned, and she looked like she had just fallen into a sweet dream.

Li Qingfeng walked gently to the bedside and took out a jade slip from his bosom. The slip contained the "Dragon Control Heart Locking Mantra" that had just been exchanged in Zhenlong Valley.

"Wait a little longer," he said softly, his voice as gentle as the breeze, afraid to disturb the sleeping girl.

......

Outside, the rain was getting heavier, and the big raindrops hit the window with a dull sound. Suddenly, the Seven Treasures Universe Bag made a slight sound, as if echoing the mysterious atmosphere of the rainy night.

Li Qingfeng looked up to the west and saw a blood-red mist slowly rising in the direction of the Qin ruins. It intertwined with the rain in the sky, forming a strange and shocking picture.

He knew that this was just the calm before the storm, and the real challenge was still waiting for him.

......

When the news of the five countries' withdrawal reached Daqin, the surviving people were struggling to build temporary shelters in the ruins.

Their hands are covered with calluses and wounds, but they still work steadfastly, their eyes filled with both desire for a new life and fear for the future.

From time to time, they looked westward toward the Great Yu Kingdom, their eyes filled with complex expressions—grateful that Li Qingfeng had stopped the invasion, sparing them from the ravages of war, yet terrified that the next invader might be even more brutal and powerful.

"Why would Li Qingfeng help us?"

An old woman sat on a pile of broken bricks and tiles, looking at the flying sword of Luoyun Sect flying across the sky, muttering to herself.

"Is it really just because he's kind?"

No one could answer her question. However, the Luoyun Sect quickly provided the answer through practical actions.

Li Qingfeng sent many disciples to Daqin to help the people rebuild their homes.

The disciples worked tirelessly alongside the people, carrying bricks and stones and building houses, their clothes soaked with sweat.

At the same time, a "Qin Guard" was set up on the border, with monks from the Great Yu Kingdom taking turns to garrison there to safeguard the peace of Great Qin.

"We are not saviors," Li Qingfeng said earnestly in his speech to his disciples, "but we have the responsibility to stop war and protect the lives and dignity of innocent people."

When these words reached the ears of the five countries, they caused different reactions.

Some people ridiculed him for being hypocritical and thought he was just putting on an act.

Some people fell into deep thought, as if they had realized something.

The King of Daheng looked at his young son, whose tender face looked particularly innocent under the candlelight. He suddenly ordered the granary to be opened to provide relief to the people living on the border, allowing those suffering from hunger to feel a touch of warmth.

The Lord of the Great Xuan Kingdom issued a decree, strictly prohibiting monks from slaughtering mortals at will. Anyone who violated the decree would be severely punished.

In a corner, unnoticed by anyone, the blood-red pillar of light from the Demon Emperor's tomb rose ever higher, piercing the sky. Around it, countless demon cultivators secretly gathered, their eyes gleaming with greed and desire, as if about to embark on a world-shattering battle.

In the secret room of Luoyun Sect, Li Qingfeng was concentrating on trying to repair Lu Yunyan's damaged soul with the gray cloth bag of the Seven Treasures Universe Bag.

His face showed both fatigue from continuous hard work and unwavering faith, as if he was fighting a desperate battle with fate.