Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 380 Great Ming Respect
In order to facilitate his journey, Huang Sixi traveled light and rode alone on the grassland.

He stayed in Dali City for three months. Winter had passed and the warm spring season had arrived. Everywhere he passed was filled with magnificent green scenery like a painting.

However, amidst the beautiful scenery, there is also the bloody color left over from the fight for territory.

Ever since the Eastern Turkic royal court was destroyed by Huang Sixi, the entire winter has been filled with bloody fighting on the Mobei grasslands, which has not stopped even after three months.

Currently, there are many heroes coexisting in Middle-earth, and the situation on the grassland is similar.

However, the Sui Dynasty in Middle-earth had not yet perished. Each of the warlords occupied a piece of territory, making it difficult for them to expand outward. It seemed that none of them had the strength to unify Middle-earth.

However, the Huihe tribe on the grassland has emerged and occupied thousands of miles of pastures in the northern desert. Its power has expanded unprecedentedly in a short period of time, and it has gradually shown signs of replacing the Eastern Turks and becoming the new overlord.

When Huang Sixi was in Dali City, he heard Li Jing and Xu Shiji deduce the situation on the grassland.

The two men agreed that although the Uighur tribe was expanding fiercely, their territory was concentrated in the central part of the northern desert, directly bordering the defeated Turkic troops, and would soon face a joint retaliation from the Turkic tribes.

By then, the Uighur tribe will suffer heavy losses in the counterattack of the Turkic tribes.

In fact, although the Turkic tribes had lost their royal court, the main force of their troops was still there. The reason they fled for their lives was that they were overly frightened.

The deaths of Shibi Khan and Wuzunbixuan caused collective panic among the Turkic tribes. Without a leader, they were caught off guard by the Uighur tribe and had to migrate westward until they arrived near Dujin Mountain, the earliest Yazhang of the Turks.

Ever since the rise of the Turkic Khan Shidimi decades ago, when he led ten tribal chiefs and an army of 100,000 to defeat the Rouran and establish a nomadic khanate that was more vast and more powerful than the ancient Xiongnu, their headquarters was located in Dujin Mountain.

However, as the Turks split, the royal court was moved to Dali City.

Three months ago, when the Turkic tribes were defeated, they all thought that Huang Sixi would lead the Central Earth troops to kill them all, so they were frightened and planned to surrender to the Western Turks.

As a result, they fled for a month and lost most of the pasture and cattle and sheep. They were shocked to find that Huang Sixi did not launch a pursuit to kill them. Instead, a small tribe that had previously surrendered to the Turks was chasing them and eating their fill.

Once they find out that Huang Sixi has no plans to interfere in the grassland and contact the Western Turkic royal court, they will organize troops in Dujin Mountain and retaliate against the Uighurs and other tribes.

Even though the Huihe tribe now occupies thousands of miles of land, it is still too early for them to dominate the grassland.

Both Li Jing and Xu Shiji have analyzed Huang Sixi and concluded that in the next few years, there will not be a single dominant force on the grassland and the situation will only become more and more chaotic.

Huang Sixi therefore no longer paid attention to the situation in Mobei and quietly escaped into the depths of the grassland.

Since there was no definite trace of Shi Zhixuan, the Evil Emperor's Relics, Shi Qingxuan and the Heavenly Lord Xi Ying, Huang Sixi decided to rush to Buyuer Lake where Shi Qingxuan had appeared before.

His first stop was Yanyuanji next to Buyuer Lake.

He rode a thousand-mile horse, and in just two days he reached the Stone River, not far from the southern shore of Buyuer Lake.

At this time, Yan Yuanji was already in sight, but he suddenly stopped his horse at the riverside, picked up the Feng Shui compass and took a look, thinking to himself: "The weather nearby is suddenly abnormal, and the intensity of the spiritual energy fluctuations is about the same as when I detected the evil emperor's relics. Could it be that Shi Zhixuan is hiding nearby?"

Huang Sixi immediately calculated the direction of the meteorological outbreak, which was located in the southeast of Buyuer Lake, and he rushed eastward along the river. After running for dozens of miles in one breath, he found a merchant team on the riverside, with a number of three or four hundred people, driving a large number of mule carts and horse carriages.

It was noon and the caravan stopped on the river bank. They played beautiful music and sang tribal folk songs, and the atmosphere was quite cheerful.

Huang Sixi rode his horse along the riverside, approached them, and listened attentively. He found that their songs were full of the style of Mobei and the Western Regions, but the music they played was from the seven-stringed harp from Middle-earth.

When Huang Sixi approached the caravan, a figure suddenly jumped out from the carriage. In the blink of an eye, he landed in front of Huang Sixi's horse like a fallen leaf, revealing his outstanding internal strength.

Huang Sixi stepped forward and looked at the visitor. He was a young man in his twenties. He did not look old at all, but his eyes showed that he had experienced many vicissitudes of life and saw through the world. He had a long and narrow face and fair skin, and his appearance was similar to that of the Bodhisattva of the Uighur tribe.

When he saw Huang Sixi wearing Chinese costume, he clasped his fists and said in fluent Chinese: "My name is Lie Xia, nice to meet you, brother!"

Huang Sixi dismounted and replied, "You speak authentic Chinese. Have you ever lived in China?"

Lie Xia shook his head: "I have never been to Middle-earth, but I have always admired Middle-earth culture. I have been learning Chinese since I was young so that I will not have language barriers when I go to Middle-earth in the future!"

Huang Sixi thought that if he had never been to Middle-earth, but could speak Chinese so fluently, he must be either really passionate about Middle-earth culture, or he might be an envoy specially trained by a certain force on the grassland.

Huang Sixi looked at his clothes and saw that there was a strange pattern embroidered on his chest. It looked like the head of an alien beast, or a human figure with a green face and fangs.

When Huang Sixi was traveling in the capital, he had seen similar embroidery patterns on the bodies of foreign merchants passing by. This was the symbol of a certain religious sect, not a tribal totem.

Huang Sixi asked him directly: "What is this picture? It looks very novel?"

Lie Xia lowered his head and glanced at his embroidered robe. When he raised his eyes, he smiled and said, "Brother, you don't even recognize the robes of the Great Ming Sect. You haven't been traveling in the grassland for a long time. Did you just come from the Middle Earth?"

Huang Sixi said: "Not bad!"

It was indeed the first time for him to go so far into the heart of Mobei, and he was thinking about the situation of the Great Ming Religion, which was the belief of the Uighur tribe.

Lie Xia asked again: "May I ask what you are here for? I have traveled all over the grassland and am very familiar with the terrain. Perhaps I can help you!"

Huang Sixi came here to sense the weather using the Feng Shui compass, and the source was in the caravan. This made Huang Sixi suspicious. It was impossible for Shi Zhixuan to pretend to be a merchant and walk around with the evil emperor's relics.

He guessed that this abnormal atmosphere was not emitted by the evil emperor's relics.

"I'm just passing through. I can handle these minor matters myself!" Huang Sixi pointed to the center of the caravan:

"Just now when I was walking, I heard a familiar sound of a musical instrument from Middle-earth. I happen to be a music lover, so I came over to see if I met someone from the same hometown!"

"So, brother, you came here for the piano music!" Lie Xia's expression suddenly relaxed, and he turned his head to look at the carriage where the piano music was coming from, his eyes full of admiration:
"The person playing the zither is very famous in the Middle-earth, known as Shang Xiufang, who is known for his unparalleled zither skills. Brother, you should be familiar with him, right?"

Shang Xiufang is a musical artist as famous as Shi Qingxuan. Huang Sixi had heard of her a long time ago, but he didn't know how Shang Xiufang appeared on the grassland. Is she connected with Shi Qingxuan?

(End of this chapter)