Starting with a blind date with a female constable, you acquire the Nine Swords of Dugu.

Chapter 80: A Great Victory (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Qi Tianyang's shout drew the attention of the entire battlefield.

Gong Kun, who was leading his troops in the charge, was shocked and utterly astonished. He never expected Qi Tianyang to be defeated, let alone in such a sorry state. His expression changed drastically, and he abruptly raised the command flag in his hand, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Form the formation! Five Elements Formation—activate!"

Before he finished speaking, the hundreds of iron cavalry behind him instantly sprang into action.

The thunderous roar of hooves and the clanging of armor filled the air as the ranks shifted and shifted in a very short time, like a sophisticated machine made up of men and horses coming into operation.

The dust was stirred up by the iron hooves, rising higher and higher, thicker and thicker. In just a few breaths, a gray-yellow dust cloud covered an area of ​​hundreds of feet, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.

And on the other side,

The Futu Mountain camp, which was suffering repeated defeats, was greatly encouraged.

Zhao Tianfang cleaved back two Hanyue Sect disciples who were attacking him with a single slash. A sudden glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he abruptly raised his longsword above his head, channeling all his inner strength. His voice boomed like a bell, echoing across the entire hillside.

"Qi Tianyang has been defeated! Alliance Leader Gu is invincible!"

The sound, imbued with powerful internal energy, echoed among the mountains, layer upon layer, like thunder rolling across the sky.

Tang Yu swept aside several swordsmen from the Hongzhou Martial Arts Alliance with a single sword strike, then roared, "Qi Tianyang has been defeated! Alliance Leader Gu has won!"

Immediately afterwards, Shang Guzhou, Xuan Bei, Liu Changgeng, Su Qingxing... all the grandmaster-level experts from Futu Mountain reacted almost simultaneously, unleashing their inner power and shouting loudly.

The phrases "Alliance Leader Gu is invincible" and "Qi Tianyang has been defeated" rose and fell like waves, descending layer by layer from the high hillside, converging into a deafening roar that echoed throughout the entire Futu Mountain.

The morale of the Futu Mountain side surged instantly.

The formation, which had been steadily shrinking under the assault of the Commandant's elite troops, suddenly halted its retreat.

On the other hand, the morale of the Hongzhou side is visibly collapsing.

The once imposing disciples of the Hanyue Sect all changed color, and martial artists from various sects looked at each other in disbelief, their eyes filled with surprise and bewilderment.

That's Qi Tianyang, the backbone of their trip, the pillar that has kept the Hanyue Sect standing for decades, and the undisputed number one expert in Hongzhou.

At this moment, Qi Tianyang was like a wounded wild beast, fleeing into the formation in a sorry state.

"Sect Leader Qi has been defeated?"

"Impossible! How could this be?"

"Gu Guanqi... he really came to kill us..."

People's hearts were unsettled, and their formation was gradually falling apart.

The once orderly ranks began to loosen. Some people subconsciously slowed their pace, some unconsciously took a half step back, and even the elite troops of the Commandant's Office showed a noticeable slowdown in their charge.

At this moment,

Qi Tianyang had already rushed into the ranks of the Commandant's army in a disheveled state.

Without stopping or turning his head, he clutched the sword wound in his chest and shouted hoarsely, "Quick! Junior Brother Gong, stop him!"

Behind Qi Tianyang

Gu Guanqi caught up quickly.

With a single sword strike, a vast sword aura swept across the sky like a bolt of lightning, instantly sending several iron cavalrymen, armor and all, flying away from the outer perimeter of the general's formation. Their armor shattered, blood splattered, and the cavalrymen fell to the ground before they could even utter a scream.

Then, Gu Guanqi stepped into the formation, his Autumn Water Sword flashing coldly, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, each sword strike bringing up a cloud of blood mist.

But the moment he stepped into the center of the army formation, the dust on the ground suddenly exploded, as if lifted up from below by an invisible giant hand, turning into a sky full of gray-yellow sand and dust that blotted out the sun.

The dust and fog were not only so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face, but they also carried a strange obstructive force, completely blocking his mental perception within a radius of a hundred feet.

He immediately understood that this was the Five Elements Army Formation that Mu Jianjia had specifically reminded him of before, a great formation that could allow Gong Kun to enter the Dao realm in a short time.

At this moment, countless iron cavalry surged from all directions through the dust and mist, their hoofbeats ringing out simultaneously, surrounding the area like layers upon layers of tides.

Gu Guanqi swept his sword horizontally, the sword energy spreading out and cutting down several cavalrymen who had charged in front of him. Cries of agony rose and fell, but then more iron cavalrymen surged out of the dust.

Just as he swung his sword to strike again, his feet suddenly lost their footing.

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet softened, and the earth instantly turned into churning quicksand that wrapped around his legs like a living thing, pulling him down violently.

His body sank, half of him sinking into it, the quicksand surging and wrapping around his waist and abdomen with a cold, suction-like force.

At the same moment, a sharp, piercing sound came from above.

A burly figure suddenly emerged from the dust and mist, wielding a ten-foot-long black lance imbued with immense force, which slammed down towards Gu Guanqi's head.

It was Gong Kun. His iron armor gleamed with a cold light in the dust and mist, and his eyes were bloodshot. He used all his strength in this attack, and the air shattered wherever his spear passed.

Gu Guanqi neither dodged nor evaded, but his true energy suddenly erupted from his dantian.

A bone-chilling cold swept out of his body, flowing down his legs and into the quicksand beneath his feet. The churning earth froze the moment it touched the cold, and the sand grains solidified into a solid block of frozen earth, holding him firmly in place.

He used the momentum to leap into the sky, and Autumn Water Sword swept upwards with a single strike.

The sword light, like a crescent moon, rolled back, carrying a vast sword aura as it head-on met the falling lance.

boom--

With a deafening roar, the sword energy and the spear tip collided violently in mid-air.

Gong Kun felt an overwhelming force surge through the spear shaft, his arms went numb instantly, and his tiger's mouth split open. The spear, forged from meteorite iron, bent into an astonishing arc under the impact of the sword energy.

He felt as if he had been struck by an invisible giant hammer. He groaned and flew backward, his figure disappearing into the dust and mist in an instant.

Just as Gu Guanqi was about to chase after the dust and mist, a fierce and extremely sharp fist suddenly came from behind him.

The punch was as heavy as a mountain, carrying with it shattered golden light and a strong stench of blood. The force of the punch arrived even before the punch itself.

It was Qi Tianyang.

Before Gu Guanqi could turn around, he flicked his Autumn Water Sword in the backhand, unleashing a powerful move, Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens, within a very short distance. The sword light poured down like moonlight, pure and otherworldly, precisely meeting the fist shadow.

Fists and swords clashed.

A blinding white light exploded at the point of impact, and the force of the Mountain-Shaking Fist melted away as quickly as ice and snow meeting the sun the moment it touched the celestial being.

The sword's momentum didn't stop; it flowed upstream along with the dissipating fist force, and the sword tip, like a silver streak, precisely pierced Qi Tianyang's chest.

puff--

The sword tip pierced the blade an inch, and blood gushed out. Qi Tianyang groaned, his eyes filled with horror. He quickly slapped the sword, using the force to fly backward, his body tumbling twice in the air before crashing heavily into the dust and mist, disappearing instantly into the hazy horizon.

Just as Gu Guanqi was about to give chase, several more squads of iron cavalry surged out from the dust and mist beside him, their swords and spears aimed at him, blocking his path. He snorted coldly, and with a series of swift swings of his longsword, the cavalrymen and their horses fell one after another, their cries of agony mingling with the neighing of hooves.

In that brief moment of delay, Qi Tianyang had completely disappeared into the depths of the dust and mist.

"Bang bang bang—"

Suddenly, drumbeats resounded from all directions simultaneously. The sound, imbued with profound internal energy, came from all directions of the dust and mist, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes in front, sometimes behind.

The sound of drums echoed through the dust and mist, layer upon layer, causing the gravel beneath his feet to tremble slightly. This made it impossible for Gu Guanqi to discern directions. Several cavalry units seized the opportunity to surge out of the dust and mist again, their swords and spears coming at him. He only noticed them when they were right in front of him.

After Gu Guanqi swung his sword and killed several cavalry squads, he released his grip, and the Autumn Water Sword pierced the frozen ground beneath his feet with a clang. The sword trembled slightly and emitted a clear, melodious hum.

At the same time, an extremely terrifying demonic energy surged out from Gu Guanqi's body, like a long-dormant volcano suddenly erupting.

The demonic energy was as thick as ink, carrying a chilling and murderous aura, and rapidly spread outwards.

He raised both palms simultaneously, and countless black silk threads burst forth from his palms, surging and spreading in all directions like a burst dam.

Wherever the silkworm silk passed, the ground was covered and the dust was penetrated. The moment the charging iron cavalry and warhorses touched the silkworm silk, their hard iron armor was easily pierced like rotten wood. Then, their flesh and blood began to rot and dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into pools of black pus.

Screams suddenly erupted.

The sounds were dense and short; hundreds of people cried out in agony almost simultaneously, and then stopped abruptly almost simultaneously as well.

The sounds of horses' hooves, clashing swords and spears, and shouts were swallowed up layer by layer in a very short time, replaced by a chilling silence.

The dust and mist were still churning, but there was no longer any sign of life in those churnings.

The black silk continued to expand, like countless fine tentacles spreading in all directions, covering the ground, weaving through the air, and in an instant, forming a unique space.

Suddenly, the dust began to fall, and visibility instantly became clear.

Gong Kun cried out in alarm, "Senior brother! We can't win... Retreat!"

The two immediately ran, but no matter which direction they ran, a wall woven from black silk would appear in front of them. It was flexible yet sturdy, impervious to swords and spears, and impervious to water and fire.

What terrified them even more was that the black silk threads around them were rapidly gathering, sealing off all the gaps. The originally hazy space was being covered by the silk threads, enveloping it into a closed hemisphere, blocking out the light and leaving only darkness.

The wall continued to shrink, like a giant black hand slowly closing, forcing them towards the center.

Qi Tianyang clutched the sword wound in his chest, his pale face filled with solemnity. He opened his mouth, about to say something, when the last wisps of dust around them finally dissipated completely.

Then, they saw Gu Guanqi.

Gu Guanqi was standing not far in front of them.

His white robes remained as clean as ever, untouched by a speck of dust. He stood in the center of the enclosed space made of black silk, his demonic energy and sword intent intertwined, exuding both a transcendent and otherworldly charm and a hint of unfathomable darkness.

Qi Tianyang and Gong Kun exchanged a glance, both seeing despair in each other's eyes.

Qi Tianyang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, the breath tinged with blood, dissipating into a faint red mist in the dim silken space. He cupped his hands and said, "Alliance Leader Gu, this grudge is between us and the Hanyue Sect. You have no irreconcilable feuds with anyone else, so could you spare my Junior Brother Gong's life?"

Gu Guanqi asked calmly, "If I lose today, will you spare those close to me?"

Qi Tianyang quickly said, "It's different. Since you, Alliance Leader Gu, didn't directly attack the Martial Arts Tournament before, and accepted today's battle, it shows that you also have the ambition to save the world and even change its course. My junior brother Gong is the Commandant of Hongzhou, and can help you control Hongzhou more easily, you..."

"Senior Brother." Gong Kun waved his hand, interrupting Qi Tianyang. He twirled the bent lance in his hand half a circle, gripping it tighter. His gaze fell on Gu Guanqi, his tone calm yet resolute: "No need to say more. Even if he doesn't kill me today, at this point, I cannot bring myself to serve under him!"

Qi Tianyang was silent for a moment, then sighed. The sigh sounded particularly heavy in the dim silken space. He slowly straightened up, and his previously listless aura instantly returned to normal. Although the sword wound on his chest was still bleeding, his back was ramrod straight.

"Then let's join forces and fight." Qi Tianyang's voice was hoarse, yet carried a hint of relief. "Encountering such a martial arts prodigy is truly despair-inducing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Tianyang roared. The sound echoed back and forth in the enclosed space constructed of silk, causing the walls to tremble slightly.

Golden light once again enveloped him, though much dimmer than before, it carried a resolute, final burst of energy. He clenched his fists again, golden light shimmering on their surfaces. With a single step, the air rippled, and he charged towards Gu Guanqi like a broken golden statue.

At the same time, Gong Kun also made a move.

He gripped the bent lance with both hands, his muscles bulging beneath his armor, veins standing out, the tip of the lance gleaming coldly in the darkness, like the most distant star in the night sky. He took three quick steps, each one leaving a deep crater in the ground, his figure moving with lightning speed as he attacked from another direction.

Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, carrying their last bit of power, converged on Gu Guanqi, who was standing in the center of the silken space.

Seeing this, Gu Guanqi remained calm, raised his hand, and made a slight gesture.

The movement was very light, like brushing a speck of dust off a robe.

But the moment he waved his hand, the entire silken space suddenly trembled. The black silk from all directions seemed to be infused with life, surging up and enveloping Qi Tianyang and Gong Kun.

The silk threads were as fine as hair, yet sharper than anyone could imagine. They weaved and intertwined in mid-air at incredible speeds, so fast that their trajectory was impossible to track with the naked eye.

Qi Tianyang slammed out his fists, golden light condensing into two heavy fist shadows on the surface of his fists, which smashed towards the oncoming silkworm threads. But the silkworm threads, upon touching the fist shadows, bypassed the fist force like flowing water, and wrapped around him from the side, above, and below at the same time.

His left arm was bound by three strands of silk. He pulled hard, but the silk did not budge. Instead, it tightened even more, cutting into the skin of the golden body and causing blood to seep out.

Gong Kun swept his lance horizontally, the tip slicing through the silk threads, sparks flying, severing several threads. But then more silk threads surged out from the broken ends, layer upon layer, wrapping around the lance shaft, quickly climbing up the shaft, and binding his wrist.

He tried to loosen his grip, but the silk threads had already wrapped around his palms, binding his five fingers tightly to the spear shaft.

"Ah!" "Roar..."

The terrifying toxicity of the silk caused the two immense pain, leaving them utterly powerless to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the silk threads had pierced through their bodies.

Their movements froze at the same moment, as if all their strength had been drained away, and then they lost their vitality.

Qi Tianyang's golden light completely disappeared, and Gong Kun's iron armor was covered with countless tiny holes. Silkworm threads seeped out from those holes and then slowly receded.

The next moment, the silken space slowly began to dissipate.

The translucent barrier made of black silk began to crumble from the top, like a thin mist meeting the rising sun, fading away layer by layer to reveal the grayish-white light of the sky outside. The scattered silk threads also gathered together, like the receding tide, disappearing in an instant.

Outside of that space, on the battlefield, everyone was watching the enormous black cocoon.

The cocoon was surrounded by a dense mass of cavalry corpses. The corpses died in extremely tragic ways, their armor shattered, their flesh melted away, leaving only skeletons and tattered armor scattered haphazardly across the yellow earth.

At this moment, the cocoon finally dissipated.

The first thing you see is Gu Guanqi.

He stood in the center of the clearing surrounded by corpses, his white robes spotless, the hem fluttering gently in the morning breeze. He exuded two kinds of aura, like a celestial being and a demon.

Two corpses lay before him. Qi Tianyang's chest was riddled with holes, his head drooping, and his fists still in the striking position. Gong Kun's hands were still gripping the bent lance, his armor covered with fine holes, and the bloodstains had congealed into a dark brown.

"Qi Tianyang is dead! Gong Kun is dead!"

On the battlefield, it's unclear who shouted first.

Immediately afterwards, more and more sounds arose from all directions, like a boulder thrown into water, ripples spreading rapidly in all directions:

"Qi Tianyang has been killed!"

"Alliance Leader Gu has won!"

"Qi Tianyang and Gong Kun are dead!"

The sounds merged into a cacophony of noise that echoed through Mount Futu, completely shattering the already weakened morale of the Hongzhou Allied Forces.

Fan Tianyao, the leader of the Hongzhou martial arts alliance, sat on his horse, his face ashen. He moved his lips a few times, then suddenly channeled his inner energy and shouted, "Don't panic! The advantage is ours! Gu Guanqi is already at his last gasp. If we continue our attack, we still have a chance..."

His voice barely carried across the chaotic battlefield.

But before Fan Tianyao could finish speaking, Gu Guanqi had already raised his hand.

He reached out slightly and picked up a broadsword from the ground.

The blade was dusty and covered in dirt; it was an ordinary weapon that had been left behind next to the corpse of a cavalryman.

He held the broadsword in his hand, weighed it slightly, and then threw it in Fan Tianyao's direction.

The moment the broadsword left his hand, a cool, clear luster suddenly shone from its blade.

The speed of that slash was unbelievable; it covered a distance of hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye. The blade energy was like a straight silver thread, piercing through the battlefield between the two.

Fan Tianyao's pupils shrank sharply. He tried to dodge, but he found himself locked onto by a strange force and unable to escape.

This is Little Li's Flying Dagger.

Although Gu Guanqi lost a simple broadsword.

But Li Xunhuan's flying dagger is a perfectly legitimate and honorable hidden weapon!

At that moment, Fan Tianyao could only hold his long sword horizontally in front of him, and his internal energy instantly condensed in front of him, turning into a semi-transparent wall of internal energy.

The knife arrives.

puff.

The wall of true energy shattered like paper the moment it touched the blade. The blade pierced through the fragments of the true energy wall, through the sword that Fan Tianyao was holding in front of him, through the iron armor, through his flesh, and into his chest. The immense force lifted him off the ground, sending him flying backward and pinning him to a boulder about half a person's height behind him.

Fan Tianyao's body was hanging from the boulder, with his feet dangling in the air and his hands hanging at his sides.

He lowered his head, looking at the half-exposed hilt of the knife on his chest, then raised his head to glance at the white-clad figure in the distance, before lowering his head again.

On the boulder, blood trickled down the blade, dripping onto the rubble.

At this moment, Hongzhou had lost all will to fight.

Those martial artists who were still brandishing their swords seemed to have had their spines removed. The remaining soldiers of the Commandant's Mansion looked at each other in dismay, their once orderly formation began to loosen, and some began to retreat.

Gu Guanqi stood still, circulating his internal energy, his voice carrying clearly across the entire hillside in the morning breeze:

"Lay down your weapons; those who surrender will not be killed. I launched this war because the Hanyue Sect has been committing heinous crimes, exploiting the people of Hongzhou, causing them immense suffering. I am acting on behalf of Heaven. The Hanyue Sect will be disbanded, and its past transgressions will be forgiven. Of course, if you truly wish to fight to the death for the Hanyue Sect, I will fight you to the very end!"

His voice wasn't loud, but driven by his inner strength, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone on the battlefield.

First there was a moment of silence, then—

Clang.

It's unclear who dropped their knife first.

"We surrender! We surrender!"

Immediately afterwards, shouts of surrender spread rapidly, and more and more people threw down their weapons. The dense clanging of metal filled the air as weapons were thrown to the ground, gleaming haphazardly in the sunlight.

The flags of various sects fell one after another, and those who were still hesitating finally loosened their grip on their knives when they saw that everyone around them had laid down their weapons.

In just a moment, only a group of core disciples and high-ranking members dressed in the attire of the Hanyue Sect remained standing in the center of the battlefield.

These people are different from others; they are too deeply bound to the Hanyue Sect. Whether they surrender or not, they cannot escape the reckoning.

Gu Guanqi didn't say another word. He just glanced at the group of people, then raised his hand, picked up a few more scattered swords and knives from the ground, and casually tossed them out.

The swords and blades pierced the air with lightning speed, landing precisely among the crowd, each one taking a life. Several elders and deacons were killed.

The next moment, a group of experts from Mount Futu led the charge and the sounds of fighting instantly filled the air. However, it did not last long before it fell completely silent.

The ground was covered with countless corpses.

Zhao Lingyuan led a squad of soldiers from the Rong Prince's Mansion through the corpses and discarded weapons scattered on the ground, escorting a man and a woman out of the chaotic crowd.

The man was in his early twenties and extremely handsome, but at this moment his face was ashen, his lips were trembling, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.

His brocade robe was covered in dust, his hands were tied behind his back with ropes, and he staggered as he was pushed forward, almost being dragged along.

The woman was very short and stout, with plain or even somewhat ugly features. At this moment, she was crying uncontrollably, her round face a mess of tears and sweat, her hair disheveled, and her clothes covered in mud that smelled pungent and foul. She was dripping as she walked, leaving wet and fishy trails in her wake, clearly having lost control of her bladder from fright.

Zhao Lingyuan walked up to Gu Guanqi, cupped her hands and said, "Alliance Leader Gu, these two are Qi Miaomiao and Zhang Chuan, who bullied Miss Fang back then."

When Gu Guanqi saw Zhao Lingyuan bringing these two people over, he had already guessed their identities. However, he had no interest in them, so he waved his hand and said, "Leave them to Cunxin!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Chuan immediately knelt down with a thud, his forehead slamming heavily against the gravel, blood seeping out instantly. His voice trembled as he cried out incoherently, "Alliance Leader Gu, spare my life! It's not my fault! It was all Qi Miaomiao's doing! She forced me! She said she wanted to teach Fang Cunxin a lesson... I didn't bully Fang Cunxin! It was all her! It was all her doing..."

However, Gu Guanqi ignored him and left.

Qi Miaomiao was also forced to kneel down by the armored soldiers beside her, her whole body trembling like a leaf. She raised her head and saw Fang Cunxin standing not far away, holding a long spear in her hand.

Then, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she struggled to crawl forward two steps, her voice trembling with tears: "Fang Cunxin! Fang Cunxin! I was wrong! I shouldn't have bullied you! Please spare my life! I'll kowtow to you! I'll kowtow to you, please let me go, I know I was wrong..."

As she spoke, she actually slammed her forehead against the ground, making a loud thud. After a few blows, she broke her skin, and blood mixed with dirt smeared on her face, making her look utterly pathetic.

Fang Cunxin stood rooted to the spot, gun in hand. The morning breeze ruffled the stray hairs at her temples as it passed by. Her delicate face was expressionless, revealing neither pleasure nor pity. She simply looked quietly at the two kneeling men before her and said calmly, "You don't know you're wrong; you just know you're going to die!"

Qi Miaomiao froze, her forehead still pressed against the gravel, her body trembling violently. She cried out in panic, "I...I really know I was wrong, Fang Cunxin, I was wrong, please give me a chance, I really know I was wrong..."

Fang Cunxin didn't speak, but suddenly raised her spear, the tip of which gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

With a flick of his wrist, he thrust the spear forward swiftly, piercing Qi Miaomiao's chest in one strike.

Qi Miaomiao's body stiffened abruptly, her mouth opened but only a muffled breath escaped her lips, and then she slumped softly to the ground, motionless.

Then came the second thrust at Zhang Chuan.

Zhang Chuan didn't even have time to beg for mercy before the spear tip pierced his heart. His eyes widened, his handsome face still showing fear and pleading, but the light in his pupils was rapidly fading.

Fang Cunxin drew her gun, and the blood on the tip slid slowly down the shaft in the sunlight, gathering into a droplet at the tip before falling onto the gravel and spreading a small patch of dark red.

……

the other side,

Gu Guanqi and Zhao Tianfang were walking together on the battlefield.

"Alliance Leader Gu, let's disarm everyone first, and then have the leaders or high-ranking members of each sect and several high-ranking officers of the Commandant's Army come to the camp to discuss the follow-up matters. What do you think?" Zhao Tianfang asked.

Gu Guanqi nodded slightly and said, "You should also give them a heads-up. The Hongzhou Martial Alliance will remain, but many of its territories will have to be ceded. The martial alliances from Qingyun and Erzhou have come all this way; they can't go back empty-handed. If anyone can't accept this, be prepared to wipe them out!"

Zhao Tianfang quickly replied, "I understand."

After saying that, he turned and left.

And at that moment,

An Yi, Han Youniang, Jiang Baili, and Lin Yourong all arrived together.

Gu Guanqi was still a little surprised, as these people had always been somewhat at odds.

Of course, it mainly involves Lin Yourong and An Yi.

Jiang Baili didn't care about anything, and Han Youniang was too timid to even think about fighting. So, the main issue was that Lin Yourong and An Yi didn't get along. Although there was no direct conflict, they deliberately avoided each other.

Jiang Baili walked over, took Gu Guanqi's hand, and began to take his pulse, asking, "Brother, are you alright?"

Lin Yourong and the others were also full of worry.

Gu Guanqi shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not injured."

Everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Then, An Yi and Lin Yourong exchanged a glance, and then An Yi said, "Junior brother, I just discussed it with Miss Lin, and we're afraid we'll have to make another trip to Hongzhou City next."

Hongzhou is different from Qingyunzhou. The Hongzhou government has been controlled by the Hanyue Sect for years. Now that the Hanyue Sect's power has waned, you can take this opportunity to seize control of the Hongzhou government as well!

Gu Guanqi nodded slightly and said, "Of course. I've already taken down the Hanyue Sect, I can't just let someone else benefit from my efforts, can I? I'm determined to take Hongzhou!"

An Yi and Lin You Rong exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with surprise.

Then, Gu Guanqi spoke up again: "However, this time when we go to Hongzhou, Senior Sister, you and You Rong don't need to go. I will go with Prince Zhao. You two need to stay here and handle the affairs of the martial arts world in the three states. In particular, the involvement of the martial arts alliances of Qingzhou and Yunzhou in Hongzhou and the division of territory are the easiest things to go wrong in."

Lin Yourong said, "We understand. Besides, we're not familiar with the Hongzhou government, so we wouldn't be of much help if we went. However..." Lin Yourong looked around and whispered, "However, you should still be careful. After all, Prince Zhao is a member of the royal family, and he also has a son; he might have other intentions!"

Gu Guanqi nodded and said, "Yes, I will be careful."

An Yi said, "Junior brother, since you are not injured, let's go and deal with other matters. There have been quite a few casualties among the martial arts alliances of Qingyun and Erzhou today."

Gu Guanqi nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Han Youniang and Jiang Baili were not good at doing things to comfort people, so they followed Gu Guanqi up the mountain.

An Yi and Lin You Rong bowed to each other and then left together.

After walking for a while, An Yi said, "Miss Lin, let's put aside our rivalry for now. You heard what my junior brother said; he seems to have great ambitions. We should work together to support him!"

Lin Yourong chuckled and said, "Vice Alliance Leader An, rest assured, I know what's important. Your future and career are certainly far more important than my personal feelings. But I wonder just how big your heart truly is?"

An Yi said, "That naturally depends on how the situation develops. However, we both need to prepare for him in advance. The world situation is constantly changing, and no one can predict the future!"

Lin Yourong covered her mouth and chuckled, "Then we should keep in touch more often in the future!"

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The three monthly pass subscribers each received 10,000 Qidian coins.

Other winners, please check carefully.

First prize: 10000 Qidian coins; second prize: 5000 Qidian coins; third prize: 3000 Qidian coins.

Please check your monthly pass number. Winners, please join the book club group: 758514211

Contact the group owner "Today's Questions" to verify your monthly pass stub and claim your cash.

Note: Please contact the group admin before 8 PM on June 9th. Otherwise, you will be considered to have automatically forfeited your spot.

*This event is limited to the lottery held by Qidian.com and is not available through other channels.

At last,

Here, we would like to express our sincere gratitude to all our brothers and sisters for their great support!

kowtow!!!!