I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

“A distinguished guest has arrived.” In the Immortal Palace of Shangqing Realm, Lingbao Tianzun suddenly stood up and said, “God Moyuan, please have a seat. I will go and greet the guest.”

Qin Yao's heart stirred slightly, and he stood up, saying, "I'll go too."

"Good." Lingbao Tianzun smiled broadly and then walked out side by side with him.

In the blink of an eye, a deity descended from the sky, radiating boundless light. Runes flowed within the light, almost engulfing the figure, thus adding to its divine aura.

"Your Majesty," Lingbao Tianzun greeted with a smile.

"Heavenly Venerable."

Emperor Donghua responded gently, then turned to Qin Yao: "Don't you never participate in discussions of the Dao? Why are you here in Shangqing Realm today?"

Qin Yao responded, "I brought my little apprentice here to broaden his horizons."

Donghua chuckled and said, "It seems you dote on this little apprentice."

"A closed-door disciple." Qin Yao smiled slightly.

"Your Majesty's arrival is just in time. Why don't you join us in discussing the Dao?" Lingbao Tianzun invited.

"Very well," Donghua said. "Only the two of you are capable of discussing and exchanging ideas with me..."

at the same time.

The Lower Realm Stone Forest.

The goddess, carrying a basket filled with fruits and vegetables, arrived at a stone house with a smile. However, she noticed that the door of the stone house was wide open, and her heart tightened.

If it were the God Bai Zhen, he would never have come inside to wait for him...

Just as she was thinking of this, a middle-aged woman dressed in gold and silver, deliberately displaying her wealth and status, slowly stepped out and looked at her with a cold gaze.

"Boom."

The goddess was greatly shocked, and the basket in her hand fell to the ground.

"Do you think I'll never find you?" the middle-aged woman asked coldly.

Xuan Nu lowered her eyes: "Mother, I really don't want to marry that bear."

"This is not something you can simply choose to do or not. Born into nobility, only those who are outstanding enough and strong enough can escape the fate of arranged marriage. Are you outstanding enough? Are you strong enough?" the woman questioned.

The goddess retreated continuously: "Please give me some more time, I will..."

"I've given you enough time." The woman raised her hand and pointed, and a binding rope flew out rapidly, binding Xuan Nu from her arms to her legs.

"Help, help!"

The goddess was shocked and struggled desperately, but ended up falling to the ground.

"Stop having illusions. Bai Zhen has gone to Qingqiu, and no one can help you anymore. You should accept your fate instead of being incompetent yet thinking yourself extraordinary." The woman walked step by step toward Xuan Nu, continuing to belittle her.

But then, a wisp of black smoke passed by. It heard not only the cries for help but also the mockery, and so it suddenly descended, transforming into an extremely handsome and eerie man between the woman and the goddess.

The woman paused slightly, frowning as she asked, "Who are you?"

The eerie man's lips curled into a slight smile: "Second Prince of the Winged Clan, Li Jing!"

……

Time flies.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Within the Shangqing Realm, in the Immortal Palace, the three Supreme Gods, who were discussing the Dao without reservation, each gained something, and it could even be said that they benefited immensely.

After all, the higher one's cultivation level, the more likely they are to keep things to themselves. Some skills they won't even pass on to their disciples, let alone to others.

Such divine-level exchanges, where no sectarian bias or personal gain is considered, have occurred only a handful of times since the beginning of time.

“Knowing something doesn’t mean you’ve got it. True gain comes from fully digesting and even integrating it.” Lingbao Tianzun suddenly said, “And we have already learned enough. Let’s end this discussion here.”

"Okay," Qin Yao replied softly.

Emperor Donghua nodded slightly: "If there is a next time, be sure to call me."

Lingbao Tianzun smiled and agreed, "Okay, definitely."

Qin Yao looked up at Donghua and asked seriously, "The Winged Clan's Winged Lord is making trouble. Does Your Majesty really intend to ignore it?"

Donghua smiled and said, "If one is not in a position, one should not concern oneself with its affairs. If I were to relinquish the title of Lord of the Four Seas and Eight Desolations, yet still have to worry about the affairs of various races, why should I pass the throne to the current emperor?"

Qin Yao: "..."

That makes sense.

Donghua glanced at Chang'e in the crowd, then looked at the Second Prince not far away: "As far as I know, the Heavenly Emperor favors the Second Prince's marriage alliance with Qingqiu?"

The dignified Second Prince, dressed in white, respectfully replied, "Yes, the marriage partner is Bai Qian from Qingqiu."

Chang'e: "???"

Bai Qian? That's me!
Realizing this, Chang'e subconsciously looked at Qin Yao, but suddenly received a voice transmission from him: "No need to worry, I dealt with this hidden danger in advance during the last trip to the Fox Clan."

Chang'e blinked, finally relaxing, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Lord Siyin, what are you laughing at?"

Donghua didn't hear Qin Yao's telepathic message, but he caught the smile on Chang'e's lips and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and ask.

Chang'e clasped her hands in a salute: "I think this is a good thing, so I am happy and joyful; after all, if the Celestial Clan can form an alliance with the Fox Clan, it will be enough to ensure peace for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years."

Donghua: "..."

I don't believe you're laughing at this!

In the silence, Qin Yao slowly stood up: "There are no more questions, Your Majesty, Heavenly Venerable. I will take my disciple and go ahead."

"Please take care, Your Excellency," said Lingbao Tianzun with a smile.

Winged Clan.

New Daziming Palace.

Led by a master craftsman, the Winged Lord made constant inspections, often nodding in satisfaction.

Out with the old, in with the new. That bastard destroyed the old palace, which may not necessarily be a bad thing.

In the blink of an eye, the emperor and his minister arrived at a garden, when suddenly they heard a soft, alluring voice: "Your Highness, come and catch me!"

The Winged Lord frowned almost imperceptibly, then decisively turned around with the Ghost Craftsman and followed the sound. Near a rockery, the Second Prince Li Jing covered his eyes with a black cloth and kept groping, while a girl in green dodged the hands like a butterfly flitting among flowers.

"Humph!"

Upon seeing this, the Winged Lord immediately let out a cold snort.

With a major battle imminent, everyone is actively preparing for war, but this guy is still indulging in lust, which is truly hateful.

If it weren't for the fact that I still needed to rely on this bloodline for cultivation, I would have already deposed him or even sent him to the dungeon.

At this cold snort, Xuan Nu suddenly turned around, her heart filled with shock, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Lord Yi."

Li Jing slowly removed the black cloth from his eyes and looked at his father, whose face was covered in frost: "Greetings, Father."

The Winged Lord called out softly, "Guards!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of armed servants suddenly appeared in the garden, ready to serve him.

"Throw that vixen into the dungeon," said the Winged Lord, pointing at the Mystic Maiden.

The goddess was so frightened that her soul almost left her body. She hurriedly knelt down and begged, "Lord Yi, spare my life!"

Li Jing's expression was displeased: "Father, what mistake did she make?"

"With a major battle imminent, to actively seduce a high-ranking general is a heinous crime. I haven't executed him outright, which is already out of consideration for you; don't put me in a difficult position, or I will certainly make things difficult for you," the Wing Lord said coldly.

Li Jing: "..."

Xuan Nu's heart sank, and she turned to look at her beloved: "Second Prince."

Li Jing took a deep breath and promised, "Don't worry, I will get you out as soon as possible." Xuan Nu: "..."

What can she possibly be worried about?

Once you're in jail, do you think you'll survive until they come to pick you up?

Thinking of this, she hurriedly kowtowed to the Wing Lord and asked, "The Wing Lord just said that a great battle is imminent. Does this mean we are going to war with the Celestial Clan?"

Yi Jun raised an eyebrow: "You want to stall for time?"

“No, I meant that I can be someone useful to you,” Xuan Nu said.

The Winged Lord immediately became interested: "Tell me about it."

“My elder sister is the Crown Prince’s consort of Qingqiu, and I have a close relationship with Bai Zhen, the High God of Qingqiu. And once the Winged Clan and the Celestial Clan go to war, Mo Yuan will definitely be the commander-in-chief. I can find a way to enter Kunlun Void and help you steal Mo Yuan’s military formation map,” Xuan Nu said.

Upon hearing this, the Winged Lord was overjoyed, while Li Jing looked completely astonished.

He never expected that the seemingly innocent little fox in front of him would be so vicious. Where would this behavior put the fox clan and Bai Zhen?

Moreover, by doing this, she clearly doesn't trust herself...

Thinking of this, his fondness for her suddenly receded like the tide, and his eyes contained an unconcealable disappointment.

The next day.

Kunlun Mountain.

Just as Qin Yao, who had returned from Shangqing Realm, was sitting cross-legged in the stone chamber, digesting the insights gained from this Dao discussion, Die Feng suddenly flew to the door, bowed, and said:
"Master, something has happened. Xuan Nu has been beaten and is covered in blood. She has been left outside the gate of Kunlun Mountain."

Qin Yao: "???"

What the hell?

Is the natural order of the universe beginning to repair itself again?

"Master?" After waiting for a long time without a response, Diefeng called out softly.

Qin Yao seemed to wake from a dream. After pondering for a while, he got up and said, "Let's go take a look."

Although he knew perfectly well that something was amiss, he couldn't remain indifferent to such a matter, even for the sake of Qingqiu.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yao, Chang'e, and Die Feng arrived at the mountain gate. They saw Xuan Nu lying on the stone slab, covered in blood and barely breathing. After recognizing the three of them, she cried out with all her might, "Goddess, save me..."

"Diefeng, take her to get treatment."

Looking at her real injuries, Qin Yao couldn't help but sigh at how ruthless Xuan Nu was.

"It was the Winged Clan who injured me, and they're about to rebel," Xuan Nu said, forcing herself to stay calm.

Qin Yao raised an eyebrow and then said, "Seventeen, come with me to the Heavenly Court..."

A short while later.

After watching the two leave, Xuan Nu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The self-inflicted injury ruse worked; they finally managed to infiltrate Kunlun Mountain.

Next, I need to find a way to stay by Mo Yuan's side as much as possible and try to obtain the Celestial Clan's military formation map...

Central Heavenly Palace.

At the end of the main hall.

Upon hearing the news of the Winged Clan's uprising, the Emperor suddenly stood up from his throne: "This day has indeed come. Peace gained through compromise cannot last."

Qin Yao calmly said, "How to respond is up to the Heavenly Emperor."

The Heavenly Lord then asked, "Mo Yuan, I have appointed you as the commander-in-chief of this battle. How many troops do you need?"

Without hesitation, Qin Yao replied, "The more the better! This is a battle for the life and death of the Celestial Clan, and we cannot hold back anything."

The Heavenly Emperor pondered for a moment and said, "Then I will give you 100,000... no, 200,000 heavenly soldiers and generals. I will also send three princes to assist you. Please make sure you defeat the Winged Clan and quell the war."

Qin Yao nodded: "I'll go back and study the military formations now. The Heavenly Emperor has the three princes lead 200,000 heavenly soldiers to garrison the banks of the Ruoshui River. I'll be there as soon as possible..."

Several hours later.

Kunlun Mountain.

Upon hearing of Mo Yuan's return, Xuan Nu, who was recuperating from her injuries, immediately disregarded her wounds and came to pay her respects, asking, "Did the High God inform the Heavenly Emperor of the situation?"

Qin Yao nodded: "The Heavenly Lord has entrusted me with 200,000 elite troops. I will now study a new marching formation to make the most of every Heavenly Soldier."

Suppressing her surging emotions, Xuan Nu solemnly said, "I overheard the Winged Clan's military formation methods from the Second Prince Li Jing, and I wish to study formations with the High God."

Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes and asked, "How do you know Li Jing?"

Xuan Nu then recounted in detail how the two met, got to know each other, and fell in love, as well as the fabricated eavesdropping conversation, including the story of being imprisoned in the dungeon, being severely tortured, and being secretly released by Li Jing.

Qin Yao seemed to be deep in thought.

If he were unaware of the original plot, he might still believe the other party based on their identity as a member of Qingqiu.

But now... now he has a new idea.

Since the Mystic Maiden is going to steal the military formation map, why don't I turn the tables and dig a fatal pit for the Winged Clan?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but nod slightly: "In that case, you shall create the array diagram with me..."

Half a day later.

In the evening.

Qin Yao and Xuan Nu jointly created a military formation diagram, and Qin Yao said softly, "Xuan Nu, will you stay in Kunlun Mountain, or come with me to the battlefield?"

Xuan Nu said, "I am seriously injured now, and going to the battlefield would only be a burden. Therefore, I should stay in Kunlun Mountain and wait for the Supreme God's triumphant return."

Qin Yao nodded slightly.

He was also worried that the other party wouldn't send out the fake array diagram, which would mean the Celestial Clan would have to fight a tough battle.

That night.

Qin Yao led his disciples to the Ruoshui River. Upon receiving the news, the people inside the tent immediately came out to greet him, including Yao Guang, the goddess who had been expelled from Kunlun Mountain.

"Surprised?" asked the goddess Yaoguang.

Qin Yao shook his head: "The Supreme God is deeply righteous."

Yao Guang let out a long breath: "Then, can God Mo Yuan forgive me?"

Qin Yao was speechless for a moment, then said, "Let bygones be bygones."

Yao Guang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to talk about her return to Kunlun Mountain when she suddenly sensed a chilling aura coming from across the Weak Water: "The Winged Clan is here."

Everyone looked up and saw countless winged soldiers, like a black tide, quickly occupying the opposite bank of the river. The leader was none other than Winged Lord Qingcang.

Qin Yao pursed his lips, waved his hand, and said, "Let's collect the money and prepare to set up the formation!"

After one night.

The Winged Clan's troops were ready for battle, while the Celestial Clan was also arranged in an orderly manner according to the formation diagram. A great battle between the two clans was about to break out.

Holding his halberd, Qing Cang stood on the bank of the Weak Water, gazing at the central army opposite him, and said, "Mo Yuan, how about we make a bet?"

"What are we betting on?" Qin Yao asked indifferently.

"If I break your army's formation, you shall surrender with your troops; if I cannot break your army's formation, I shall immediately lead my troops away," Qing Cang said.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Add one more."

"Add what?" Qing Cang asked curiously.

Qin Yao said loudly, "If you are defeated, you will have to pay annual tribute to the Celestial Clan, which is various resources; as for the percentage, let's say it's 10% of the Winged Clan's annual tax revenue."

Qing Cang grinned: "What a fine annual tribute system! Alright, let's begin!"

He was confident of victory and naturally wouldn't care about an impossible additional condition... (End of Chapter)