Primordial Era: Jade Cauldron Forgot to Take on Disciples

Chapter 20 The Expedition

Mei Niang went to open the door: "Young Master, Miss is taking a bath."

Su Quanxiao stepped over the threshold and came in.

He was taken aback when he saw Yang Jian's weak appearance.

This guy actually went for a close-up!

A sense of displeasure rose in his heart. In his opinion, even if Yang Jian was a disciple related to Yuxu Palace, his future was limited. His sister would actually give herself to such a good-looking guy.

Despite his displeasure, he still said to Yang Jian, "Take my sister with you and send her back to Jizhou. The army is about to set off."

After saying that, he was about to turn and leave.

Su Daji's voice came from the side room: "My dear brother, why won't you take your sister with you?"

"The northern barbarians are fierce, and their swords have no eyes. Sister, you should go home so Father can rest assured."

"Really? Then you go first, I'll go and plead with him myself later."

Su Quanxiao wanted to say something more, but knowing that Su Daji wouldn't listen to him, he took his leave.

As the sound of water in the room disappeared.

After the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

Su Daji, wearing a veil and a white gauze dress, appeared in the courtyard.

The three people and one cat boarded the carriage. A maid was in charge of driving, while Yang Jian sat to the side holding a halberd, using his internal energy to heal his injuries.

Along the way, the soldiers he encountered all looked at him with great envy.

The strong sour smell made the air sting your eyes.

They wished they could take their place.

He only regretted that he didn't have a handsome face and could not win the favor of the Marquis's daughter.

After Su Daji successfully obtained Su Hu's consent, the three of them rode in a carriage and went on the expedition with the army.

For this expedition, all seventy-two warlords mobilized their forces.

An army of 500,000 men marched toward the northern barbarians from all directions.

Grand Tutor Wen Zhong led 100,000 elite Yin Shang troops to hold the line at the very end.

It was the height of summer, and the temperature in the northern border was rather cool, so the 72nd Army received the order to subdue the northern barbarians within a month.

Otherwise, if the war drags on until autumn, not only will it be impossible to fight the Northern Barbarians, but half of the entire 600,000-strong army will freeze to death in the northern border.

On the carriage.

Yang Jian listened absentmindedly to the maid Meiniang's words, only thinking about when he could go into battle to fight the enemy and advance the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

The Demon Eye kept muttering to itself, clamoring for Yang Jian to open it and see Su Daji.

Yang Jian was thoroughly annoyed by the noise.

The demonic eye between his brows opened.

He lifted the carriage curtain and got in.

The curtain was lifted, and a cold wind rushed in.

Su Daji, who was taking a nap with her eyes closed, felt a chill and opened them.

At the same time, the black cat in her arms suddenly opened its eyes and stared at Yang Jian with an unfriendly expression.

"Ah~ Yang Jian, quickly gouge out her eyes! I suddenly realize that her eyes are very useful to me. With those eyes, we can kill gods and Buddhas if they can't stop us."

After a day, the Demon Eye finally saw Su Daji's eyes again.

Su Daji was not wearing a veil in the carriage, and her face was cold and indifferent, with a hint of displeasure.

But since she and Yang Jian each held the other's weakness in their hands, she couldn't lash out, so she could only patiently ask, "What is it?"

"It's alright, it's windy outside, come in and sit down."

Su Daji sneered inwardly.

The cold is mostly just an excuse. Why should a cultivator fear this bit of chill? Besides, it's not cold at all.

She felt uncomfortable with all three eyes staring at her, especially the red eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows.

Unlike Yang Jian's eyes, which held an admiring look, the eye between his brows stared intently into hers, filled with intense greed.

She had heard the black tiger in her arms describe Yang Jian's supernatural powers, saying it was something called the Eye of Penetration.

She had heard of this supernatural power; it was a top-tier supernatural power that could shatter all illusions and falsehoods in the world.

But upon closer inspection, these eyes didn't seem like the Eye of Insight, but rather like the eyes of a lustful demon.

"If you keep staring at me, I'll gouge out your third eye."

Demon Eye: "Yang Jian, she still likes me. Ask her if she'd like to have another eye."

Yang Jian thought to himself, "What are you thinking? I've already shown you enough."

Not wanting to offend Su Daji too much, he closed his demonic eye between his brows.

He asked the question he most wanted to know: "Why did you come to the North?"

His biggest concern was that Su Daji's appearance was too early, as this could very well lead to the Investiture of the Gods taking place ahead of schedule.

Finding out the details would also help him make plans in advance.

Yang Jian couldn't figure it out after guessing for a long time, so he could only choose the simplest method, which was to ask directly.

Su Daji's eyes narrowed, and she cast a silencing spell on the carriage before slowly speaking: "This is not your concern. When Shen Gongbao arrives, I will have him remove the Heart-Eating Curse from you. Then you will return my inner core, leave the Shang Dynasty, and never appear before me again."

Su Daji avoided discussing Yang Jian's situation, knowing full well that Yang Jian was not under her spell control, which would cause serious complications in her plans.

Originally, her greatest interest in Yang Jian was to figure out why he was immune to her charm.

But Yang Jian is now out of her control, so she has no choice but to give up.

As for how to deal with Yang Jian at that time, only death will prevent any changes.

As Su Daji was casting her spell, Yang Jian noticed that the inner core in his dantian was slowly vibrating.

It can actually manipulate magic remotely.

Yang Jian suppressed his surprise: "That's for the best."

He was skeptical of Su Daji's words, but after experiencing all that had happened, he now only trusted himself.

They got out of the carriage and sat back down outside.

Close your eyes and check your current cultivation level.

Two days had passed since he left Fuling Mountain.

The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts has advanced to the third level, eighth stage, and it will take two more days to reach the ninth level.

He called the process of going through one to nine cycles each time a supernatural power was born one level.

It has been born twice before, the first time being the 'Dragon Elephant Body'.

The second time was to upgrade the "Dragon and Elephant Body" to "Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants".

We are now at the critical juncture of the third advancement.

In just six more days, or six more essences, he will be able to advance again and give birth to his third divine power.

As for the magical power in his dantian, thanks to his physique, his magical power is more abundant than that of other cultivators at the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation realm.

But now that he has not cultivated any magic, he has no use for it.

They can only passively infuse their magic into their weapons during battle to increase their lethality.

The army from Ji Province marched on, and it was now the sixth night.

Yang Jian suddenly felt his blood and qi churning all over his body.

He knew that the next supernatural power was about to be born.

He said to his maid, Meiniang, "I'm going to pee in the woods. You all go ahead, I'll catch up in a bit."

After saying that, he moved and disappeared into the dark forest beside him.

The sensation of blood and qi surging was extremely intense.

But Yang Jian knew in his heart that he was still lacking.

He could only open his demonic eyes, connect with his consciousness, scan his surroundings, and search for the unfortunate beast.

A pack of wild dogs came into his view and eventually became his victims.

Demon Eye: "You've always been at odds with dogs. I think you should give up on being called the Manifestation of the Holy Erlang True Lord and just change your name to Dog Slaughter True Lord."

Yang Jian ignored the Demon Eye's mockery and closed his eyes to sense the changes within his body.

The essence provided by the wild dog successfully pushed the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to the peak of the ninth level of the third stage.

The feeling of boiling blood returned, but this time it was different. The magical power in his dantian was also boiling, and the demonic eye between his eyebrows was burning hot.

It looked as if a piece of charcoal was embedded in his forehead.

A strong burning sensation came over me.

Yang Jian was in extreme pain, and the demonic eye on his forehead shone brightly.

The pain is so intense, who knows what kind of supernatural powers it might give rise to.

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Chapter 19 has now passed review and has been restored to the original version.

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