Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?
Chapter 670 - 672: The Rebellious King’s Pleasure, The Old Snake’s Sacrifice

Chapter 670 -672: The Rebellious King’s Pleasure, The Old Snake’s Sacrifice

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“I have to say, these Alien Clans really got backfired by their own plan,” Qin Muye couldn’t help but laugh.

“Well, we can only drag it out slowly, ah~” Qin Muye was also helpless. After all, he couldn’t just lend them a hand, could he? Let the Alien Clan deal with this headache.

“Also, while we’re at it, investigate whether it’s some kind of Blood Sacrifice and try to clarify the principle of the ritual.”

“A ritual? What is this situation?” Qin Muye was somewhat taken aback. It couldn’t be that they were preparing to summon a ninth-tier being, could it?

“It’s a pity that my Perception is lagging behind; otherwise, who knows what I might have discovered.”

“Someone, please invite the Prime Minister, the Chiefs of Staff… to the Imperial Study Room for a meeting,” Qin Muye immediately called out.

“You follow that little eunuch and see what’s going on with him. If necessary, you may take action by force,” Qin Muye said this to an Evangelical Spirit Monster disguised as a eunuch beside him.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” a eunuch waiting outside hurried off to deliver the message.

“Yes, I will clarify the situation immediately; there will be results within a maximum of three hours,” assured Shadow, understanding the benefits of this task and responding at once.

“At this rate, by the time Chen Liuhuan’s Iron Blood Army is formed, these rebels probably won’t even be able to reach the Imperial City.” Qin Muye mocked, truly unimpressed by their incompetence.

“Tsk, what exactly is going on here?” Qin Muye was almost certain that this old Snake-man was aggravated by the state of the rebels.

“This army is marching so slowly… it really is unexpected.” Qin Muye looked at the latest intelligence, and well, he had thought they would make haste to the Imperial City, but astonishingly, each was slower than the last.

“Master, the latest intelligence: She Xi is making a significant move, it seems he is preparing a sacrifice,” Shadow relayed a report through the Magic Network to Qin Muye.

He had thought they were dealing with a King, only to find out it was the Yellow Turban Army; the discrepancy was simply too great.

No matter what the other party intended, Qin Muye was certain it was nothing good for him.

Not to mess with the other side, but it could delay some time, and according to this speed, they are most likely preparing for the sacrifice already. By the time people arrive, they should be caught right at the point of the ritual.

Some rebels, after capturing the Government, became psychologically inflated because the surrender of the Officials was too simple.

Setting off was impossible; they just waited for other rebel Kings to make their moves. Later, they would leisurely use the identity of the Rebel Army to exchange for wealth and honor.

After all, the King did make it into the Capital and stayed in the Forbidden City. Although the Yellow Turban Army did indeed have great momentum, a good hand was played so poorly that they ended up just like these rebels: with the backing of the Alien Clan nobility, everyone in the world knew their name. But, the outcome was so disappointing that it was painful to watch.

Fighting was basically equated to courting death.

It was akin to fearing both one’s brother’s suffering and his brother’s Land Rover.

At first, the Alien Clan nobility did indeed send people to investigate the actions of Chen Liuhuan; how had a competent one emerged among a group of incompetents?

Then, of course, they cautioned Shadow, “Let the Spirit Monsters investigate as soon as possible and try to interfere.”

Anyway, since this mission did not require him to ensure the interests of the Alien Clan, he could only set his sights on the Alien Clan as the target since Great Qian must not be harmed in order to repay its debts.

In the eyes of a normal person, this would seem just like insanity, but for the Alien Clan, it was quite usual. Their goal was to destabilize, naturally using whatever tactics were most damaging, stirring trouble wherever there was significant contradiction.

The incompetents weren’t idiots; they’d take the benefits when offered, but if you asked them to give their lives, they’d run faster than the Alien Clan.

As a result, the matter of marching left them somewhat bewildered, as everything had been running smoothly up until now, so why the sudden incompetence?

The Spirit Monster spies, in fact, had already begun their Investigation upon suspecting this possibility, which was why Shadow dared to promise Qin Muye results within three hours.

No matter how much the Alien Clan members grandstanded within the Rebel Army, these rebel Kings were simply not up to the mark. Being Emperor was all well and good, but going to war was another matter entirely.

Operations as bizarre as this one resulted in degradation both high and low.

To avoid exposing the Spirit Monster when the fighting broke out, after all, they could do much more in the shadows.

Qin Muye’s idea was simple: to observe how the other side conducted the sacrifice, record the process, the offerings, and then… Qin Muye would attempt a sacrifice himself.

Qin Muye did not claim to have a sure win, but felt that he indeed held the upper hand.

She Xi was supposed to be busy, so Qin Muye called him over directly, planning to stall him for three to five hours before letting him in to speak his piece.

Who knew if the other side, driven into a corner like a desperate dog, could withstand it?

Although Chen Liuhuan and others might have pleased them, the contradiction was that the abilities they displayed were cause for concern.

Though they held half the territory, it was only half; the other half remained unresolved.

So, naturally, Qin Muye was the one they eyed.

This led to the scenario where the rebelling traitors couldn’t muster significant momentum before they all weakened, and those who hadn’t were embroiled in internal strife over Chen Liuhuan’s desire to form the Iron Blood Army.

He did not equate himself with Great Qian, as in theory, as long as he lived, Great Qian wouldn’t fall, no matter how corrupt. But this was only in theory because, in reality, one must also consider the ‘national fortune’. The verdict on national fortune was so comprehensive that there were hardly any loopholes for Qin Muye to exploit; otherwise, he would have taken action long ago.

He had thought of not taking any action, but they had come knocking on his door, so it seemed somewhat wrong to turn them away.

Especially since the Alien Clan didn’t just choose a useless rebel king; the generals under his command were of the same ilk, and according to their usual behavior, they were oppressing the lower class and fostering a useless upper class.

Whether it had begun or not, it gave the Spirit Monsters time to clear the way.

It was as if they were also oppressed by these pseudo-national fortunes, though not as severely as the Great Qian national fortune. If powerful enough, they might even shatter it, but the one who shattered it would suffer strong recoil.

In the past, even men who aspired to noble ranks like Chen Sheng and Wu Guang indulged in pleasure after their uprising. How could this batch of chosen weaklings have grand ambitions? They naturally immersed themselves in pleasures.

The idea was very good, but it had a fatal flaw, which was that it seemed most people shared the same thought.

If it were exposed, the covert would become overt. The families of the Alien Clan believed that all of Qin Muye’s people were ordinary, so they would let down their guard. But if it turned out that everyone could fight, they would have to face mutually assured destruction.

The Alien Clan families were indeed urging action, but here came the problem: you indulged people in pleasure, and now you ask for a forced march. Not to mention the rebel kings couldn’t bear it, even the Rebel Army wouldn’t obey orders.

The life or death of the Alien Clan didn’t impact Qin Muye much but would affect Great Qian and his mission. Otherwise, he would have slaughtered them all already.

As a result, an extremely strange situation emerged: the rebels occupied half of the territory, revelling in pleasures, while the Court remained calm and untroubled.

This not only interfered with the plans of the Alien Clan families but also with Qin Muye’s plans.

They had no choice but to increase their support. Could they really rely on those who indulged in pleasures after occupying the Government offices? They wanted to, but the incompetent didn’t care for that.

This resulted in a situation where even if you were friendly with the commoners, if you were feasting on meat and wine while they were barely getting a bowl of watery gruel, did you really think they would follow you to their deaths unswervingly?

Consequently, only a few rebel forces were advancing, while the ambitious traitors were targeted by Chen Liuhuan who mostly recruited rather than killed them.

These pseudo-national fortunes, though not as strong as the true national fortune of Great Qian, would still collapse if actual members of the Alien Clan took over, given their incompatibility, even if they couldn’t be killed.

It was just that Chen Liuhuan’s actions were indeed targeting the entire Great Qian dynasty, and though he recruited the forces of other rebel kings, their conquests were very real.

Any sacrifice must have an object of worship. Regardless of who it was, allowing an 8th order to perform a sacrifice surely meant a piece of meat was involved, be it fatty or cured. Either type could be consumed.

As for why the Alien Clan did not take over directly but instead took this indirect approach, it’s quite simple: once they exposed their identity, they too would be targeted by the existence similar to the pseudo-national fortune formed by the rebels, so they could only rely on this indirect method of influence.

The primary purpose was to provide support, but not to the eunuch; rather, to support the other Spirit Monster spies.