Chapter 365: His Majesty Does Not Speak, But We, as Ministers, Should Be Able to Guess

Chapter 365: His Majesty Does Not Speak, But We, as Ministers, Should Be Able to Guess

On the ironclad cloud boat, the cultivators were all extremely astonished.

The blood qi dragon that soared into the sky was incredibly realistic.

Even from dozens of miles away, it could instill an extreme sense of dread in one's heart.

One would instinctively shrink back in fear.

Every night, they couldn't sleep peacefully and would inevitably have nightmares.

So, it was actually fake?!

"Damn the demon race, when did they get such brains?!" Yang Qiyi snorted coldly.

"Ordinary demons indeed don't have much brains, but Gu Ming is different. He has read through the history of Jing Country and often reads books," Li Zhen sighed.

At critical historical junctures, the emergence of just one great person can be enough to change the course of history.

Gu Ming is just such a person.

What's more, his rule in the Demon Kingdom is unquestionable.

No demon can shake his rule.

At his command, all demons obey.

He can maximize the use of his personal wisdom.

Even if he orders the demons to commit collective suicide, probably only a few demons would frown.

Three ironclad cloud boats flew over the demon camp, and the old, weak, and wounded soldiers in the camp became panicked at once.

The instructions from above didn't mention that the human race would cross the camp.

"Leave one Spirit Transformation cultivator, two Soul Infant cultivators, to cooperate with the Foundation Establishment cultivators who will arrive later to clean up the battlefield."

"The rest continue to head south," Shen Mo said calmly.

Wan MuChun said seriously, "Then I'll stay. After the battle situation here is over, I will immediately follow you."

With that, he pointed to two Soul Infant cultivators and they flew down from the cloud boat, like three huge meteors, crashing into the demon camp!

The three ironclad cloud boats accelerated and continued to head south.

At the same time.

Two other teams were also heading south at a faster speed.

One of them was the team of cultivators stationed in Qianzhou.

It included many cultivators from the Holy Spirit Sect, the Great Snow Palace, and the Tianhe Sect.

The other was the fleet of ironclad cloud boats patrolling the border between Qianzhou and Yu Zhou.

A total of ten ironclad cloud boats burst out with astonishing speed.

Compared with the three ironclad cloud boats that the court provided to the Three Sects Alliance, although the shape of these ten ironclad cloud boats was not much different, their internal structure was obviously different.

This allowed them to have higher speed and greater power.

On the foremost cloud boat, a young man in golden armor stood majestically.

He was surrounded by several Spirit Transformation cultivators.

He was Prince Jing.

Now he had changed from his golden-threaded python robe to this golden armor, to show his determination to fight the demons to the end.

Prince Jing looked at the gradually clear Wuzhou.

He couldn't help but recall what Emperor Jing had said to him.

"I'm giving you another chance. Those ten ironclad cloud boats are under your command, but remember, you are only the deputy commander."

"Brother Emperor, rest assured, I will be well-behaved and strive to atone for my sins by meritorious service!"

"Do not disappoint me. Consult the commander more often. He knows when to fight and when not to."

"Yes!"

Prince Jing took a deep breath and couldn't help but look at the old man sitting in the corner of the deck, roasting meat.

The old man had white hair and beard, messy like a bird's nest, and was slovenly.

A few years ago, he was a frontier official, holding the position of Yu Zhou Mu.

Later, because he failed to implement Emperor Jing's grand plan, he was stripped of his position as Yuzhou and exiled to Haizhou.

Now, Emperor Jing has re-employed him.

However, no matter how Prince Jing looked at him, he couldn't associate him with a great strategist.

In his view, the old man was so slovenly that he even seemed to disgrace the royal family's face.

But since Emperor Jing had said so, Prince Jing did not show any look of contempt.

At this time, he suddenly saw the old man put a piece of roasted meat sprinkled with cumin into his mouth.

He shouted and screamed while showing an expression of enjoyment.

It was as if he hadn't eaten meat for a hundred years.

Even the surrounding Soul Infant cultivators felt a bit disgusted.

A royal family member, and he acts like this?

"Uncle, what are you doing..." Prince Jing couldn't help but ask.

Ji Quan chuckled, "I've been eating fish every day in Haizhou. I'm almost sick of it."

"Now that I finally have the excuse from the commander to change my taste, I definitely can't waste it!"

Prince Jing was speechless.

After a while, he asked, "Uncle, do you think we can achieve great success this time? Can we atone for our sins by meritorious service?"

Ji Quan nodded repeatedly, "Yes, definitely!"

"Didn't the Jade Cauldron Sect feed us all the intelligence we need?"

"You can achieve success, and so can I. Why not?"

Prince Jing's eyes showed a longing, "I want to achieve greater success!"

"Uncle, for this trip, I used up a lot of my family's resources and pulled some strings to buy many treasures from the Shadowless Pavilion."

He immediately listed them all like treasures of his own.

After taking a bite of the roasted meat, Ji Quan nodded slowly, "Some are useful, some are not."

"But it's hard to achieve great success with these."

"Moreover, His Majesty's requirement for us is not to achieve great success, but to preserve our strength and wait for the right opportunity."

Prince Jing was stunned, "Preserve our strength and wait for the right opportunity? My brother didn't tell me that."

Ji Quan smiled lightly, "His Majesty won't say it, but we, as ministers, should be able to guess."

Prince Jing frowned.

He didn't understand all these twists and turns.

He just wanted to achieve success.

Great success.

To conveniently wash away the shame he had at first.

And to make his brother happy.

From childhood to adulthood, his brother had always doted on him and loved him.

As his younger brother, he should do everything to share his brother's worries.

Ji Quan took a big bite of roasted meat sprinkled with chili powder, enjoyed it for a long time, and then said, "Our cloud boat is fast. We should be able to reach Wuzhou before the Three Sects Alliance."

"When to fight, when to retreat, when to achieve great success, and when not to be greedy for success, I will tell you all."

Prince Jing hesitated for a moment and then said, "Okay."

Human cultivator teams from all directions were speeding up to head south.

Taking advantage of this great opportunity, they successively broke through the demon camps.

Boom!

Two beams of light burst out from the sides of the ironclad cloud boat, like a plow, fiercely raking the ground.

The walls and gates of the demon tribe were as fragile as tofu in front of such beams of light.

They shattered on the spot.

Shen Mo leaped forward, flew on the air, and rushed into the small tribe like a flash of lightning.

Just the air wave brought by the landing smashed many demon civilians and soldiers into minced meat.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Behind Shen Mo, more cultivators descended from the sky and appeared in this small tribe.

As the saying goes, the jackal and the wolf are in collusion.

The jackal tribe has always been a subordinate tribe of the wolf tribe.

Even though the jackal tribe is a bit more intelligent, in the Demon Kingdom where strength is the measure of superiority and bloodline determines nobility, the wolf tribe still occupies the dominant position.

"Kill all the demons, don't leave a single one," Li Zhendao roared.

"Yes!"

The Soul Infant cultivators responded in unison.

Spiritual energy lights intertwined.

Every beam of light that fell would surely kill a large number of demons.

"Ah!"

A female cultivator suddenly screamed.

In front of her, a jackal tribe toddler, not even knee-high, was looking at her with big, watery eyes, seemingly begging her not to kill him.

However, just as the female cultivator's heart softened, the jackal tribe toddler took out a blood-colored crystal from his waist and threw it over viciously.

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