Successor

Chapter 379 Heir

Not long after, the god's corpse was carried up by several great masters. It was filled with divine power, but it was a broken one, in pieces, and could not be put together.

The head of this deity is still intact and one can still see its features.

"It's the god I met, who claimed to be from heaven."

Imperial Master Yankang took a look and said, "He is extremely skilled. I fought him and forced him to retreat by exchanging my life for his, but he crippled me."

The result of that battle was that Yankang Imperial Master was completely disabled. He was disheartened and planned to become a hermit and live in seclusion with his wife beside the Blood Lake. If Qin Mu hadn't found him, I'm afraid Yankang Imperial Master would have disappeared from the world.

Qin Mu looked at the head and was slightly startled. The head of this god gave him a familiar feeling.

The head looked like it was made of fine jade. Even though it was dead, no flaws could be found.

He looks very young and it is hard to tell how old he is, but gods are as old as heaven and earth, so it is difficult to tell his true age from his appearance.

"This deity's head looks a bit like..."

Qin Mu had a strange expression on his face. This god was somewhat similar to Xu Shenghua!

It's not that they look alike, but Xu Shenghua is also a perfect character, as if he was carved out of flawless jade, and appears very delicate.

This head is so exquisite that it doesn’t look like a human, but more like a jade carving!

"Could this god who was blasted to death be the master Yu Jun that Xu Shenghua once mentioned?"

Qin Mu's eyes widened. It was very likely that his master Yu Jun, who was full of pretentiousness, was killed by a single shot from Emperor Yanfeng!

"Yu Jun is the one who brought disaster to Yankang State, and he deserves to die. I just wonder how Xu Shenghua will react if she finds out?"

Qin Mu thought about it and said nothing. He did not intend to make this matter known. If Emperor Yanfeng knew that Yu Jun was Xu Shenghua's master, he would definitely kill Xu Shenghua to prevent future troubles.

The emperor has always ignored the rules of the underworld.

Qin Mu admired Xu Shenghua very much and didn't want him to die.

Emperor Yanfeng smiled and said, "Qin Aiqing has forged the Sun-shooting Cannon. You have made great contributions and I have not yet rewarded you. This god's head is a reward to you."

"don't want!"

Emperor Yanfeng's face changed slightly, and he snorted, feeling embarrassed. Qin Mu laughed and said, "I have not contributed anything in this battle of killing gods, so how dare I take the lion's share? Your Majesty must have spent a lot of medicine and stones when firing this time, so let's put the results of this battle into the national treasury."

This was more pleasing to the ear and gave the emperor enough face in front of his ministers.

Emperor Yanfeng was delighted and said with a smile: "My dear minister, I know the big picture. I won't force you. I will consider your contribution to the national treasury as a donation for your contribution to the Sun-shooting Cannon."

Qin Mu's face suddenly turned dark.

Emperor Yanfeng laughed heartily, but then he felt a pang of pain when he thought of the medicinal herbs and stones consumed by the Sun-Shooting Cannon. It was fun to fire the cannon, but the consumption was also terribly high.

This time when the gods and demons went to war, Emperor Yanfeng led the court's top experts and flew here from the capital with the artillery. On the way, they had to keep the Sun-Shooting Cannon in flight, and the medicine and stones consumed were much more than firing a shot!

Although Imperial Master Yankang and Ling Yushu brought a lot of treasures from the Mandi and Langjuxu countries, the Sun-Shooting Cannon was a bottomless pit that could never be filled and a money-eating beast that could never be sated. If they played with it for a while longer, they would lose the entire country.

"This is the first god that my Yankang Kingdom has slaughtered!"

Emperor Yanfeng looked up at the sky and sneered, "Maybe there will be a second or third one in the future! My people are not prey, and I am not a coward who can be manipulated by these gods as they wish! Return to the court!"

The Sun-shooting Cannon gradually turned. Qin Mu hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I have some small matters to attend to. I need to stay here for a while..."

Emperor Yanfeng looked at him and said, "My dear, do you know the strong men who fought against those gods? Do you want to stay and meet them?"

Qin Mu nodded and said, "They are the adults in my family."

Emperor Yanfeng smiled and said, "You have quite a few elders in your family. Can you introduce them to me? The country is in need of talents right now, and I really want to meet these talented masters."

Qin Mu quickly pointed at Wang Muran and said, "There are a few others who should be their family's adults. My family's adults don't like to see outsiders, so Your Majesty should ask their family's adults."

Wang Muran shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, the adults in our family don't like to see outsiders either."

Emperor Yanfeng's face turned pale.

Imperial Preceptor Yankang coughed, stood beside him, leaned forward quietly and whispered to Emperor Yanfeng as if nothing had happened: "The masters of both families are very remarkable. On one side are the mysterious masters such as the Old Man Emperor and Tian Dao who live in seclusion in Daxu, and on the other side is Xiaoyujing. Your Majesty cannot recruit them."

Emperor Yanfeng was startled and felt awe in his heart. He knew about Xiaoyujing. Although it was secluded from the world, its status was still higher than the three major holy places. Some mysterious old immortals lived there. And the national teacher ranked Qin Mu's family above Xiaoyujing. Could it be a holy place hidden in Daxu?

"National Master, since there is an Old Emperor, then this generation's Human Emperor..."

Imperial Master Yankang shook his head and said, "The one who is close to the water gets the moon first. This generation's emperor cannot be Your Majesty."

Emperor Yanfeng's heart trembled slightly. He looked at Qin Mu and felt a little dizzy.

Qin Mu took his leave again. Emperor Yanfeng hesitated for a moment. Master Yankang knew his thoughts as a monarch and was obviously on guard against Qin Mu, the new emperor.

"Your Majesty?" Imperial Master Yankang coughed.

Emperor Yanfeng regained consciousness, waved his hand, and said, "Qin Aiqing, it is more important for you to deal with your own affairs. Please leave first."

Qin Mu jumped off the turret, and Wang Muran and others followed suit.

Emperor Yanfeng watched them go away. Imperial Preceptor Yankang stood silently behind him and suddenly asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to kill me?"

"There was a moment."

Emperor Yanfeng did not hide anything from him and readily admitted, "He is the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and I have always been on guard against him. Although the Heavenly Demon Sect has the word "demon" in its name, it is the largest sect. It is nominally a sect, but in fact it is a country, a country within a country of my Yankang. I have always been uneasy about using him. Now that he has become the contemporary emperor, I am even more worried."

He sighed and said, "The Demon Cult leader is so outstanding and unique. It is difficult to control such a person. My children cannot defeat him. When my life span is exhausted, hehe, I am afraid that Yankang Kingdom will be in his pocket, so I did make a move to kill people."

He stood there, watching Qin Mu and the others go away, and said calmly: "But now there is no more."

Emperor Yanfeng raised his head and looked at the sky, his tone becoming calmer: "Grandmaster, although you and I are the monarch and the minister, we are actually brothers, with hearts connected, and at the same time, we are both so outstanding, rare in the world. It is so difficult for you and I to cooperate and reform, like a small boat that can be overturned in the wind and waves at any time. I am wondering, what if we fail? What if we die? Who will inherit our legacy?"

He turned around, looking eager, raised his hands and grabbed the shoulders of Yankang State Master, his eyes bright: "I should not think about my Ling family, I should think about Yankang State, you and my cause, and the reform! So, I can't kill him! You and my cause need a successor, a successor after we fail! My children don't have this means, but he does! Is that right, my fellow Taoist?"

When Master Yankang heard the word "Daoyou", it seemed to touch his heart and he nodded gently: "He has this ability."

Everyone knows that he is a promoter of political reform, who is wholeheartedly devoted to reform and wants to become a saint who has established his reputation, teachings and achievements. But no one knows that he also has moments of weakness, confusion and times when he wants to retreat.

The one who gave him the greatest support and enabled him to keep going was his best friend.

Emperor Yanfeng is his best friend and most reliable comrade-in-arms!

This kind of friendship cannot be experienced by others.

Fellow Taoist.

In a lifetime, it is enough to meet such a fellow Taoist.

"I'll stand by you."

Imperial Master Yankang looked into the distance, his heart calm, and said, "Always standing by your side."

Qin Mu and others returned to the palace that was almost bathed in spiritual energy. As soon as they landed, they saw that there were several people waiting for them in the palace.

"Mu'er, come back to Daxu with us."

The blind man stood up with the help of a cane, walked towards Qin Mu, grabbed his hand and said decisively: "Butcher, village chief, you don't have to talk anymore, go back to Daxu, go back to Daxu immediately!"

The butcher stood up suddenly, with two knives stuck behind him, and said coldly: "Blind man, are you scared?"

The blind man sneered, "I'm afraid? Half of my body is buried in the ground, what should I be afraid of? But you, are you afraid?"

The butcher was furious, like an angry lion: "Have I ever been afraid of anyone?"

"When you were the only one left, weren't you afraid?"

The blind man sneered, "You crawled all the way here in the mud with your two arms! I may be blind, but I am not blind. I know the fear in your heart!"

"You blind idiot, you were no better than I was back then!"

The butcher drew his knife, and the blind man let go of Qin Mu's hand and clenched his bamboo stick tightly, both of them were murderous.

Qin Mu quickly dodged and sandwiched himself between the two to prevent them from really fighting. The village chief lay on a rocking chair and said with a headache: "Okay, no need to quarrel! You have always had the best relationship. Do you think it is worth it to quarrel over this matter? Old butcher, the blind man has the most accurate vision. He asked Mu'er to return to the village for Mu'er's good. Dumb, you always speak little, but you are very important. What do you think?"

Qingyou Shanren waved his hand, signaling Wang Muran and the others to come over. Wang Muran and the other two hurried to his side and whispered, "Uncle Master, what's going on?"

"Emperor Yanfeng killed the Jade Lord of Heaven." Hermit Qingyou whispered.

Mu Qingdai wondered, "We know about this. But why are these grandfathers arguing?"

Qingyou Shanren sighed, "If the Jade Lord of Heaven died at the hands of our Little Jade Capital or the Old Man Emperor, it would not matter. At most, it would be a grudge between us and Heaven. But if he died at the hands of Emperor Yanfeng, it would be a disaster for Yankang. The blind man wanted the Human Emperor to return to Daxu, saying that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall. Tiandao wanted to stay in Yankang, calling him a coward. They have been arguing about this for a while."

Inside the hall, the mute sat on a wooden box, took out a bag of hookah, lit it, took a puff, exhaled a cloud of white smoke, squinted his eyes and said: "Ah, ah ah."

"The mute has a point."

The village chief nodded and said, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. We are all immortal, so there is no need to worry too much. How many years can we live? Can we still protect Mu'er for the rest of his life?"

The blind man stiffened his neck and said, "I just want him to go back to the village, find him a woman to give birth to a child, and live an honest life! Why should you ask him to do something you can't do? Your limbs have been cut off, and the big fool's lower body has been chopped off! Mu'er did what you did, and everything below the neck will be chopped off! Mu'er, let's go home!"