After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Qi Wen released the Qingping Sword and offered no further resistance in the face of Feng Yin's intimidation.

Chen Futu's heart stirred slightly. It turned out that he wasn't afraid of death, but rather that he had seen a sword god stronger than sword intent and had the idea of ​​learning from him. But unfortunately, he was not a sword saint. What if the sword god turned against him after learning the truth?

If Qi Wen pledges allegiance to the host, the host can spend one million taels of silver to have the system forcibly bind his loyalty to you.

"One million taels? Why don't you just rob someone? And aren't you being too stingy?"

Chen Futu complained irritably.

Actually, spending a million taels to buy a Grandmaster wouldn't be a bad deal, but Chen Futu doesn't have the Sword God Technique that Qiwen wants.

[Host, you only need to spend ten million taels of silver, and the system will help you exchange for the Sword God's Heart Sutra Enlightenment]

"Didn't you upgrade? How come you're getting more and more ruthless with each upgrade? Do you know how much ten million taels of silver is? The total annual revenue of all countries combined is no more than that amount."

[The host can also comprehend and cultivate the Sword God, and the soldiers under his command can also cultivate. With the current commercial level of the Northern Frontier, it will reach the level of tens of millions of years in less than one or two years.]

"Okay, I'll think about it."

The national treasury has money, but that money was taken from merchants to develop the northern frontier, and it can't be used to buy any sword gods, so we can only wait.

Thinking of this, Chen Futu gazed deeply at Qi Wen, "I can accept you. If you want to become the Sword God, that's not impossible, but you'll need to pay money, at least ten million taels. In addition, you must cut off one of your fingers to atone for the soldiers who died at your hands."

Without saying a word, Qi Wen grabbed the Qingping Sword and severed one of his left little fingers.

This scene sent chills down everyone's spines. Had they submitted?

It's unbelievable that a Grandmaster would submit to the Crown Prince.

"Very well, from this day forward, you will accompany me to the northern frontier to serve as a guard for the royal court."

"Here."

Qi Wen nodded. He wanted to learn from the Sword God. At his level, fame and fortune were like fleeting clouds; only more profound martial arts could move him.

As for money, he has it.

"Are you sure you can come up with ten million taels?" Chen Futu didn't believe it; where would a江湖人 (jianghu person) get so much money?

"Your Highness, you will understand once you come with me to the peach blossom grove."

"Okay, I'll send them back first."

Chen Futu tossed Qiwen a bottle of white medicine. The sword wounds on his body were not serious, at most superficial injuries. Originally, Chen Futu wanted to torture him severely before killing him, but he did not expect the system to offer the option of surrender.

Qiwen took the medicine bottle and then lowered his head to treat his injuries.

As Chen Futu approached Liu Longyue and the others, the system suddenly spoke.

[Subjugation successful. One million taels of silver will now be deducted from the host's account.]

As they were talking, Chen noticed a slight change in the carriage carrying the money in the distance; it seemed to have become lighter. So he had the Jingyue Army open the box and, lo and behold, the money they had just retrieved was already a third empty before they could even enjoy it. There were still two million taels left.

This damn system is such a money-grubber.

The great wizard stepped forward and looked at the empty box with a blank expression. "That's not right. I clearly dug out three million taels."

"Ahem, this time you've fulfilled my request, and that's the end of it for Mo."

Chen Futu changed the subject, but the Grand Wizard scrutinized her remaining group of subordinates with a suspicious look. She felt that the one million taels had been embezzled, perhaps deliberately hidden while she was fighting Qiwen.

Seeing that Chen Futu was not pursuing the matter, the High Priestess said nothing more, but she would not let the matter rest.

Then Chen Futu explained the situation with Qi Wen, and An Jingsi frowned and asked, "Brother, is this person trustworthy?"

If a grandmaster suddenly rebels, the consequences are immeasurable, and no one can save him.

Chen Futu laughed and said, "No need to worry, he won't assassinate me."

With the system backing Qiwen's loyalty, what's there to be afraid of?

Seeing Chen Futu's certainty, the three generals exchanged glances and said no more.

Next, two hundred members of the Jingyue Army, along with the Grand Wizard and Consort Ge, escorted the caravan back to Dragon City, while the rest went to Peach Blossom Forest with Chen Futu.

Qiwen wrapped the severed finger in a piece of cloth and kept it close to his body before setting off with the group.

Liu Longyue asked softly, "Why is the young master so powerful?"

This is exactly the question that Guan Xing and others wanted to ask.

Chen Futu glanced at Qi Wen and said seriously, "I have a hidden power within me that can raise my cultivation level when I am in danger, but I am still at the peak of the ninth rank in normal times."

"Such miraculous methods actually exist in this world?"

Qi Wen was amazed. He prided himself on having seen a lot of the world, but this was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

Liu Longyue's expression grew increasingly suspicious and complicated.

Chen Futu always surprises people. Now that he has displayed such great strength, who in the world can kill him?

In addition, Chen Futu had previously taken out a strange weapon that could actually injure a Grandmaster.

Just as the curious question was raised, he pointed to the penetrating wound on his shoulder and said, "Your Highness's weapon is truly extraordinary. May I ask if you made it yourself?"

“That’s right, I call it the Desert Eagle. You can think of it as a hidden weapon, a weapon that uses gunpowder to launch it. It has great destructive power. Even a strong person like you can be killed if you are not careful.”

Chen Futu took out the Desert Eagle and showed it to everyone. Everyone's eyes were immediately glued to it, especially Guan Xing and Liu Longyue, whose eyes were shining.

This weapon is perfect for them; they can kill silently with a pull of the trigger.

Qi Wen hesitated for a moment, "May I give it a try?"

"of course."

Chen Futu handed over the Desert Eagle without hesitation, and An Jingsi and the others' expressions changed drastically. "Your Highness, you mustn't!"

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Futu waved his hand, signaling Qiwen to come and take it.

Qi Wen cast an admiring glance at Chen Futu, grabbed the Desert Eagle, and fired a shot at a tree in the distance. With a loud bang, the bark instantly burst open, leaving a deep bullet hole.

"What a fine weapon! No wonder it could wound me. This thing is incredibly fast. If I hadn't been careful, a headshot would have been fatal. Thank you for your mercy, Your Highness." Qi Wen handed over the Desert Eagle, but the muzzle was aimed at Chen Futu.

Liu Longyue and An Jingsi were immediately on tenterhooks, fearing that he would pull the trigger.

Chen Futu, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, took the Desert Eagle from under the gun barrel. Qi Wen, seeing this, looked on with even greater admiration.

An Jingsi and the others were not relieved until Chen Futu held the gun in his hand.

Next, Chen Futu asked Qiwen where he got his money.

Qi Wen said gloomily, "Back then, when the barbarians entered the pass, they killed my wife and children. I went into the grasslands alone, fought my way to the royal court, and seized a lot of gold and silver."

Chen Futu was slightly moved. In fact, Qiwen and Qin Liangyu were the same kind of people. They both wanted to exterminate the grassland Tartars, but the Tartars could not be killed off. No matter how strong the military was, it was impossible to kill tens of millions of people. Therefore, submitting to the Northern Frontier was another way to take revenge. As long as the information was well-informed, they would know that the Crown Prince and the grassland Tartars were irreconcilable enemies. Or perhaps, today Qiwen did not intend to kill anyone at all, but was looking for an opportunity.

Thinking about this, Chen Futu carefully recalled the battle that night and indeed there were many strange things about it.