Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 289 - 191 Where the Immortality Pill Is_2

Chapter 289: Chapter 191 Where the Immortality Pill Is_2

He then saw Wenren Wu lying on the ground. Although Wenren Wu was too aged to be recognized, the distant military camp flags led to several guesses in his mind.

A look of astonishment appeared on his face as he said, "Is this the Great General of Daqian?"

A few days ago, the imperial guards of Daqian had arrived at Nanshui and stationed three hundred miles from the ferry. Even before the battle began, the entire Nanchun Army was already overwhelmed by the fame of Wenren Wu, and voices of surrender within grew louder by the day.

Jiang Jucai felt the same, and the thought of fleeing arose in him as well.

Wenren Wu had been undefeated in battles for decades and was frequently involved in matters of immortals, which led people to believe that this great general was a War Immortal.

"Yes," Gu Wen nodded his head and patted the silver-armored general on the shoulder, adding meaningfully, "This is the trend of the world, something mortals cannot change."

In a world where cultivators can move mountains and seas, mortals cannot surpass cultivators because the path of humans can destroy everything.

Jiang Jucai was slightly stunned, but his excellent disposition did not show desolation. He smiled and said, "Mr. Wen, since you can kill a great general, it means I am siding with the prevailing trend."

Gu Wen, upon hearing this, showed a gratified smile and said, "You have grown up."

Three years ago, when he first met Jiang Jucai, he was just a child unwilling to study.

A year ago, Jiang Jucai was a youth full of ambition.

Now he had grown up, knew his own strength, and began to adapt to the environment.

Returning to the main topic, Gu Wen asked, "Can you convert these soldiers to your cause? I need you to raise an army to sweep through Nanshui, then attack Luo River and strike directly at Bianjing."

The Lord Emperor’s main confidence lay in the Dragon Vein, using the whole world as a formation and all people as its power. As long as Daqian collapsed completely, his strength would also be affected.

It was better than directly charging at Bianjing, fighting all the way and gathering Spiritual Objects, which could also provide room for growth.

The one who should be worried now was the Lord Emperor, not himself.

Jiang Jucai pondered for a moment, then said, "I can’t guarantee everyone, but if I promise a substantial reward, convincing one or two deputies should not be a problem."

These days, loyalty was non-existent, even the Zhao family, who continuously delayed military pay, did not deserve it. Perhaps Wenren Wu had given his subordinates enough Silver Taels, but his renown would not carry over to the court after his death.

Within the army, only the command of generals mattered. Power diminished with each level it passed.

"The court has always controlled the generals, not the soldiers."

"I will handle this."

Gu Wen transmitted his divine thought to Jun Yan, "Does the Demon Path have any magic skills to control the mind?"

"Countless."

Jun Yan, moved by divine thought, then pointed a finger, sending three strands of divine thought into the military camp.

"That should do it; they will steadfastly stand by your side, but you need to give them substantial benefits."

"We’re controlling their minds, and still, we need to give money?"

Gu Wen was somewhat surprised, having imagined the Demon Sect as a place of extreme tyranny, especially since Jun Yan usually behaved just like a person.

"Even animals need a meal. Asking them to devote themselves selflessly goes against their nature, and nature will continuously test the magic skill I used, thus resulting in a loss."

Jun Yan appeared even more surprised because Gu Wen spoke of an evil practice outright.

"Sophisticated mind control skills lure with benefits; only inferior ones think only of gaining without giving. Our Demon Sect’s mind-controlled slaves all receive salaries, treated well so they willingly risk their lives."

At this point, Jun Yan stroked his chin, looking at Gu Wen with increased skepticism.

Enslaving human minds like puppets, an act against nature, was clearly an evil practice.

The Demon Sect could also accomplish this, but it was not worthwhile because, while both methods of mind control consumed different amounts of energy, their effective functions did not differ much.

Gu Wen seemed to have grasped the evil practice instantly, indicating he truly had demons in his heart but was suppressed by the Heavenly Girl and the Daoist Sect.

He should have been one of our Demon Sect, a pity.

The next day, the news of the Great General Wenren Wu’s death in battle spread throughout Nanshui and rapidly expanded like a wildfire.

The South Water County Governor issued ten urgent dispatches, and various courier stations, already turned into hubs for different forces to relay information, allowed the news to spread even faster.

These messages became cracks on the decaying house that was Daqian, tearing apart a dynasty that was already on the brink of collapse.

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In the quiet Daqian Imperial Palace, silence extended throughout Bianjing.

The once-flourishing capital was now shrouded in gloom and dead silence, with bodies of villagers who had died from continuous disasters and harsh taxes piled outside the city and thrown into pits to be burned.

When the wind shifted, half of Bianjing could smell a hint of roasted flesh mingled with a slight stench.

It was haunting to those who smelled it.

Inside the grand hall, gone were the days of splendor, as various medicinal residues accumulated, an old Daoist tirelessly threw medicine into the Pill Furnace every day.

He continually muttered the words ’eternal life’.

"Lord Emperor."

A voice came, followed by an even more aged Daoist who walked in, stopped ten paces away by the invisible force of the Dragon Vein.

The Lord Emperor slowly turned his head to see a small-framed, wrinkled-faced old Daoist, with the foundations of a ninety-eight Dao, and the strength of a Demi Immortal.

"Who are you?"

"I am Xuan Yue."

"So you are the founding master of the Liuyun Sect. May I ask what brings you here?"

"The Immortality Pill is in the hands of the Heavenly Girl. Alone, I am no match for her. Let’s join forces to take the Immortality Pill. I extend my Heavenly Life, and you refine your potions. Mutual benefit."

Xuan Yue was straightforward, much like his lifespan, brisk in his speech.

The Lord Emperor remained expressionless and asked, "If the Heavenly Girl has the Immortality Pill, why hasn’t the Qingcang Immortal lived a second life?"

Xuan Yue, no ordinary person either, also detected the deeper meaning in his words and said, "I saw with my own eyes the Immortal Sword give the Immortality Pill to the Heavenly Girl. In your opinion, could the Heavenly Girl have immediately revived Qingcang just by obtaining the Immortality Pill?"