The First Sage of Military Strategists

"What? Mr. Yue thinks the rumors are false?" Han Qing asked with a smile.

"The affairs of the martial world are a mix of truth and falsehood. I entered the path of deception and have deceived countless people in my life, so naturally I will not believe rumors. I only believe my own eyes. As the saying goes, seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving. After seeing you today, I can confirm that you are indeed a peerless genius," Yue Jinbiao said.

"So Mr. Yue changed his mind?" Han Qing asked again.

"I, Yue Jinbiao, don't value morality, only profit. I can help you, but you must bring me enough benefits!" Yue Jinbiao said in a deep voice.

"You are trapped in the Boundless Monument now. This is my territory. I can kill your clone with a flick of my hand. Logically speaking, you have no right to bargain with me. However, you are Yue Xiaobiao's master. If I take action directly, it would seem somewhat ruthless. I agree to your request. What benefits do you want?" Han Qing said unhurriedly, with a calm and confident demeanor that indicated that everything was under his control.

Yue Jinbiao was also secretly surprised. Although Han Qing was young, his demeanor was already that of a great man. Indeed, some people are born with a heroic spirit, and such temperament and mentality are hard to cultivate later in life.

"I want the cultivation method of the Yin-Yang Curse Seal!" Yue Jinbiao said.

The Yin-Yang Curse Seal is renowned and incredibly powerful. He had long coveted it, but had never had the chance to obtain it.

"It's a piece of cake." Han Qing pointed, and a ray of light flew into Yue Jinbiao's brow. A large amount of information about the Yin-Yang Curse Seal appeared in the latter's mind.

Yue Jinbiao closed his eyes slightly, meditated for a moment, and had completely digested the information.

"How is it?" Han Qing asked with a smile.

“It is indeed the Yin-Yang Incantation Seal Cultivation Method, but this method requires a large amount of Yin and Yang energies, making it too difficult to cultivate.” Yue Jinbiao frowned.

“That’s right. To master the Yin-Yang Curse Seal through normal means, one needs to be backed by a top-tier power, and one needs a long time to accumulate experience over many years. Even if you know this technique, mastering it is as difficult as climbing to the sky,” Han Qing said.

"Then rob it! As far as I know, besides you, there are three other people in the world who also possess the Yin-Yang Curse Seal: the Crown Prince, the Grand Master of Fate of the Yin-Yang Sect, and the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound of the Great Vajra Temple. Among them, the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound is the easiest to rob. I have carefully planned to either deceive or rob him. There will always be a chance to take his Yin-Yang Curse Seal." Yue Jinbiao's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"The Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound?" Han Qing's mind stirred, and he remembered the name.

He also wanted to quickly cultivate his Yin-Yang Seal to the ninth level so that he wouldn't have to worry about the loss of Yin and Yang energies.

"So, what do you need me to do?" Yue Jinbiao asked.

"Not long ago, Jing Shou, the leader of the Black Sparrow Alliance, failed at Potianmen and disappeared without a trace. Now Tongzhou is in chaos, and various forces want to divide up the Black Sparrow Alliance and fight for interests. I certainly won't miss this big event. You will come with me to Tongzhou and lend me a hand!" Han Qing said slowly.

“Young master, you are truly well-informed. Even if you hadn’t told me, I would have gone to Tongzhou anyway!” Yue Jinbiao nodded.

"It's a deal. Mr. Yue, you must do your utmost when the time comes," Han Qing instructed.

"You can rest assured, I will do my best as I promised you. However, let me make this clear beforehand: you absolutely cannot risk your life for me," Yue Jinbiao added.

"Don't worry, if we really encounter a life-or-death crisis, even I can't handle it. Even if you fight desperately, it will most likely be to no avail. You can leave." Han Qing said calmly.

...

After persuading Yue Jinbiao, Han Qing returned to the real world from the space inside the Boundless Monument.

He didn't linger. With a thought, he removed the barrier formed by the Yuanling Treasure Pearl, suddenly took flight, and vanished without a trace in an instant.

Before long, the group returned to the manor.

For the next few days, Han Qing did not go out, but focused on practicing martial arts at home to improve his strength.

Sometimes he comprehends the Supreme Reincarnation Heavenly Scripture, opening his acupoints and strengthening his physique; other times he practices the Ceasefire Scripture, purifying his spiritual thoughts. He also dedicates some time to repairing the Eight Directions Puppet and refining the Sun and Moon Tide Fan.

Meanwhile, Qi Wufeng was constantly sending people to investigate the situation of the Black Sparrow Alliance, and a large amount of intelligence was sent to Han Qing every day.

Although Han Qing never left his home, he had already gained a very detailed understanding of the situation in Tongzhou.

This day.

Han Qingzheng and Yan Qiuling were sitting in the courtyard discussing the Supreme Reincarnation Scripture.

Yan Qiuling is now at the peak of the Half-Saint realm and is preparing to open the Heavenly Gate. Opening the Dark Aperture and strengthening her physique will increase the chances of successfully opening the Heavenly Gate.

As the two were engrossed in their discussion, Han Qing suddenly frowned and looked towards the northwest.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qiuling asked.

“Just now, someone’s spirit soared away, enveloped in Buddhist light, accompanied by a gentle breeze. He must have been a master from the Great Vajra Temple,” Han Qing said.

"Huh? This person is so arrogant? There are many hidden talents in the capital. Even when we go out, we have to be discreet. Isn't he courting death by doing this?" Yan Qiuling said in surprise.

"I'm reminded of someone, the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound. He's also a saint, and I've heard he's always been arrogant in his actions," Han Qing said.

He suddenly remembered what Yue Jinbiao had said before, that the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound also had the Yin-Yang Curse Seal, and an idea immediately came to him.

"Mr. Zhou, go find Qi Wufeng immediately and ask him to send someone to investigate the current strength of this Heavenly King Miaoyin and where he is hiding," Han Qing instructed.

“Okay, I’ll go right away.” Zhou Xiaoru turned and left.

Han Qing said no more and continued to discuss and study martial arts with Yan Qiuling.

...

Beijing.

In an alley, the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sounds walked along, his gaze sweeping over passersby and the surrounding buildings.

He was short in stature, resembling a dwarf, hence the nickname "Wonderful Voice Boy," a title he disliked intensely, and anyone who called him that to his face would be killed.

"The capital is indeed prosperous. It's such a waste that the half-dead Yu Emperor occupies this beautiful land. It should belong to my Holy Desert Empire," said the Child of Wonderful Sound with a smile.

"Is that so? Mystic Child, you walk so openly in the capital of my Great Yu, do you think you are invincible?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Miaoyin was startled and turned around abruptly. She saw a man wearing a red crown, with a cold and aloof temperament, a resolute face, and a tall and straight figure like a spear standing behind her.

"Han Yi!" Heavenly King Miaoyin blurted out, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. The other party had already come close, and he had not noticed at all. This was the first time he had ever seen such a situation.

He scanned the area with his spiritual power, but he still couldn't sense Han Yi's presence.

"Han Yi, I advise you not to be so stubborn. Emperor Yu is doomed, and the Great Yu Dynasty is doomed too," Miao Yin mocked.

Han Yi suddenly made his move, appearing in front of him from his original spot in an instant. His figure moved without leaving a trace, as swift as the wind.

"not good."

Miao Yin tried to dodge, but was immediately enveloped by a vast martial arts intent, causing his magical thoughts to stagnate and become difficult to circulate.

Bang!
The next instant, the statue of the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound was shattered, and wisps of divine thoughts scattered and flew away, transforming into a warm breeze that spread in all directions.

These strands of magical intent still tried to reunite, but Han Yi's martial arts essence was too terrifying. The magical intent within it was like falling into a sea of ​​molten lava, and it vanished in an instant.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Han Yi withdrew his hand, snorted coldly, and did not linger. He suddenly took flight and drifted away.

Although the battle ended quickly, countless eyes were watching. After Han Yi left, waves of magical energy swept back and forth, gathering intelligence.

Half a day later.

In a courtyard of the manor, Han Qing was sitting in a pavilion, playing chess with Zhou Xiaoru, one playing black and the other white.

As Han Qing was pondering, Qi Wufeng walked over with the sound of footsteps.

"Han Qing, just now, the soul of the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound was shattered by Han Yi's punch. I have sent people to investigate and found out the information you want. This is Long Diao Si, a powerful eunuch in the palace. He is secretly a member of the Lishan Academy. This intelligence came from him."

Behind Qi Wufeng was another person dressed in purple robes, who was dressed as a eunuch. However, his appearance was extremely inconsistent with his status. He was a child with a bit of baby fat on his face.

Long Diao Si darted into the pavilion, hopping and skipping around Han Qing, then laughed and said, "Hehe, you're really amazing. You truly are a saint. You're so young, yet you have such strength. I really envy you."

“You’re not that old, why be jealous of others?” Han Qing said.

“I’m already two hundred years old, I can’t compare to you.” Long Diaosi said, and then jumped onto the table.

"Two hundred years old?" A strange light flashed in Han Qing's eyes.

"Long Diao Temple has a special physique; his body is fixed in the form of a child, yet he is two hundred years old," Qi Wufeng explained.

"I see. Time is of the essence, let's get down to business first," Han Qing said.

“You’re quite impatient.” Long Diao Temple jumped off the table again. “The Heavenly King of Wonderful Sound is a Saint of the Incense Realm. He is currently at Hongfeng Manor, a hundred miles outside the capital. He has countless treasures in his possession. Now, countless people are watching him and want to make a move against him. If you want to seize his treasures, you have to go as soon as possible. If you are late, you will have nothing left. By the way, my intelligence is the fastest.”

"If it's just about the incense offerings, I have nothing to fear. Let's not delay, let's leave now." Han Qing had no intention of continuing the game of chess, so he got up to leave.

“Hey, you’re sure to run into a lot of experts if you go there, young man. Think twice before you act, prepare yourself well, or you’ll end up dead,” Long Diao Temple shouted.

"It's alright. I know my own strength. I've heard that there are many experts in the capital. I'd like to see more of them and see who the real powerhouses are. As the saying goes, fighting with others is endlessly enjoyable," Han Qing said with a light laugh.

"Qiu Ling, Mr. Zhou, let's go!"

"it is good!"

The three suddenly took flight, concealing their presence with a malevolent mist, and instantly flew away from the manor.

Long Diao Temple watched the three figures disappear quickly and couldn't help but sigh, "Young people are really amazing. Old guys like us are going to be eliminated."

"You're wrong. You're the only old guy. I'm still young," Qi Wufeng corrected him.

Long Diao Temple was speechless for a moment.

...

Hongfeng Manor.

It is located 120 miles from the capital, in a flat valley formed by three mountains.

At this moment, the Child of Wonderful Sounds was sitting in a chair with an angry expression on his face.

"Damn Han Yi, one day I'll break your limbs and make you wish you were dead..."

He cursed for a while, then calmed down.

"This adventure into the capital has two missions. First, the Buddhist master Xuanqian has used his secret methods to deduce that the Zen-like Umbrella is in the capital, and he wants me to kill the murderer and retrieve it."

"Secondly, we will establish an intelligence agency in Beijing to gather intelligence for the Great Vajra Temple."

Neither of these two things is easy.

Miaoyin pondered for a moment, then glanced at the table in front of her. There were two items on it: one was a fist-sized, crystal-clear, golden liquid, and the other was a book of white bones with inscriptions on it. Under her Dharma Eye, the book of white bones emitted a hazy Buddhist light, and there was also a vast Dharma thought within it.

This item is called the Buddha Sound Bone Scripture. It is an extremely powerful magic treasure and also records a powerful spell, the Myriad Wonders of Buddha Sound.

"For the sake of the Golden Blood and this Buddhist Bone Scripture, I have no choice but to risk making this trip," said the Child of Wonderful Sounds.

"Play music, let's dance!" the Child of Wonderful Sounds proclaimed.

He was a free spirit by nature and had a great fondness for luxury.

After this low shout, a large group of dancers entered from outside. They were rabbit-eared girls, daughters of the demon race.

Accompanied by melodious music, many bunny girls danced gracefully.

The Music Boy was immersed in the enchanting music, feeling extremely relaxed and happy.

But half an hour later, his expression suddenly changed. He soared into the air, broke through the roof, and flew to the top of Hongfeng Manor.

"get out!"

With a loud shout, the Heavenly King of Wonderful Sounds echoed above the manor.

"You, a disciple of the Great Vajra Temple, are actually indulging in decadent music. I think you are a hypocrite among Buddhists." Han Qing's figure appeared above, his gaze sweeping over Miaoyin Tongzi, and he said sarcastically.

"Hmph, I am the true Buddha. Worshipping the Buddha is worshipping me. The rules of Buddhism are useless to me. You cannot understand this realm. However, you are young but your strength is not bad. Are you looking for death here?" Heavenly King Miaoyin sneered.

"You came here to retrieve a treasure, and I've heard you possess a Yin-Yang Spell Seal. Hand it over, and I'll let you go!" Han Qing said calmly.

"You overestimate yourself. Knowing I possess the Yin-Yang Curse Seal, you still dare to come to my door. It seems you have no idea how powerful the Yin-Yang Curse Seal is." The Child of Wonderful Sound let out a sharp and extremely unpleasant laugh.

"Oh? I'd like to see the Yin-Yang Incantation Seal in your hand." Han Qing said, already activating the Yuanling Treasure Pearl. In just an instant, this area was shrouded in white mist.

Miaoyin Tongzi also made a move at the same time, and a Yin-Yang curse seal suddenly flew out from between his eyebrows, which was also sevenfold.

Back then, there was also a Yin-Yang Sect in the Western Regions, which was later destroyed by the Great Vajra Temple. The Yin-Yang Spell Seal in the hands of the Yin-Yang Sect masters was also taken away by them, which is the one we have now.

Therefore, the common saying that only the Greater and Lesser Masters of Fate in the Yin-Yang Sect possess the Yin-Yang Incantation Seals, totaling two, is incorrect; in reality, there are three.

"Die! All those who underestimate the Yin-Yang Curse Seal will die a miserable death!" Mystic Child sneered, as if he could already see the despair on Han Qing's face and the tragic scene of his body exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

Just then, he saw a Yin-Yang curse mark fly out from between Han Qing's eyebrows.

The two cursed seals collided in mid-air, but instead of causing a violent explosion, they became entangled, devouring each other and stalemated, forming a strange balance.

"Hmm? You also have the Yin-Yang Curse Mark?" Mystic Child exclaimed in surprise.

He tried to summon the Yin-Yang Seal to take it back, but found that it was completely out of his control.

"I never expected that the meeting of the two Yin-Yang curse seals would lead to this. It seems that only by killing the Myriad Sound Child can I regain control." Han Qing also encountered the same situation, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

He suddenly drew his sword, donned his demonic armor, and activated his escape technique, soaring like a dragon in the clouds, charging straight towards the Child of Wonderful Sound.

The latter's gaze sharpened as he saw that Han Qing was using the Great Vajra Temple's escape technique, and his killing intent intensified. (End of Chapter)