Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

Sunlight streamed into the room, gently settling on the bed.

Linghu Qing slowly opened his eyes.

Beside her, Yan Ruyan's long, black hair was smooth and silky, which made her skin look as white as snow, and her eyebrows and eyes were clear and gentle.

She lowered her head shyly.

Her serene and gentle demeanor was completely different from her passionate, proactive, and tender manner last night; she seemed like a different person altogether.

Linghu Qing's heart stirred slightly.

Unlike the passionate and unsatisfying encounter with Nangong Wan, this time was different.

She remained sober, docile, and attentive throughout, serving him with perfect tact and understanding.

It brings people a completely different kind of relaxation and satisfaction.

A moment of tenderness.

The jade talisman emitted a rapid, spiritual light.

Linghu Qing scanned the message jade talisman with his divine sense and found it already overflowing with messages.

Most of the messages came from fellow Nascent Soul cultivators expressing curiosity, congratulations, and gratitude.

In this battle, he forcefully suppressed the Shattered Soul and forced Wang Tiansheng's Nascent Soul to escape. His combat prowess shocked the entire audience and had already spread throughout the allied forces.

The remaining two messages were particularly eye-catching.

One from Long Han.

It is said that the allied forces have been reorganized, and he has been officially appointed as the deputy leader of the anti-demon allied forces, concurrently serving as the person in charge of this war and overseeing all post-war arrangements.

One comes from the daytime.

It was said that all the Nascent Soul cultivators had gathered at the Hidden Moon Sect, and she was in charge of entertaining and dealing with them. However, there was no one to oversee everything, so she urged him to arrive as soon as possible to take charge of the situation.

Busy with affairs, I have no time to indulge in tenderness.

Linghu Qing gently raised his hand and tenderly stroked Yan Ruyan's long hair, his voice calm.

"You can rest and recuperate here in peace, and cultivate your mind."

"If there are any difficulties within the sect, just go directly to Hong Fu."

"Um!"

Yan Ruyan nestled in his arms, nodding gently. Her eyes were full of reluctance, yet she was exceptionally sensible, uttering not a single word of lingering.

She knew that her task was to serve.

Linghu Qing got up, straightened his clothes, and with a flicker, he vanished into thin air.

The sky above Yanjiabao was clear and bright.

Linghu Qing looked down from the air.

The entire castle was deserted, with no trace of the Yan family members remaining.

All the cultivators of the Yan family were sent to Huangfeng Valley to serve their sentences and do manual labor.

On the ground, only the disciples of Huangfeng Valley remained, methodically checking supplies, sealing off assets, and tidying up formations, all in perfect order.

A faint hint of approval flashed across Linghu Qing's eyes.

Hong Fu was always prudent and efficient in handling matters.

Without lingering, he transformed into a streak of azure light, tearing through the sky and heading straight for the Hidden Moon Sect.

Hidden Moon Sect.

A thousand-acre flower garden.

Exotic flowers bloom everywhere, and petals fall in abundance.

At this moment, dozens of powerful auras were sitting cross-legged in the flower garden. They were all Nascent Soul cultivators from various sects who had survived this battle.

The moment the blue-clad figure settled and appeared.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators in the room stood up in unison, their attitudes polite and respectful, and none of them dared to be presumptuous.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Linghu, on your promotion to Vice Leader of the Allied Forces!"

"Fellow Daoist, your battle display of divine might is unparalleled! You have slain several powerful demonic cultivators. We are truly in awe!"

Congratulations were heard one after another.

"Fellow Daoists, you flatter me. I have only done my humble best."

Linghu Qing nodded slightly, his expression calm and composed, neither arrogant nor impatient.

The way people looked at him had completely changed.

Some people witnessed him annihilating a Soul Shattered Nascent Soul cultivator; his domineering power was unmatched.

The details have already been explained.

He then heard Mingzhou recount the battlefield in detail, learning that he had single-handedly defeated Wang Tiansheng, smashing his physical body to pieces and leaving only a crippled infant to escape.

After that battle, he firmly established himself as a top-tier player in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

At this moment, in everyone's mind, Linghu Qing had already been placed on the list of the people in Tiannan who were the least likely to be provoked.

"Gentlemen."

"Although the demonic path has temporarily retreated, its foundation has not been destroyed, and remnants still exist."

"You must not be complacent or let your guard down; you must remain vigilant and maintain your defenses."

Linghu Qing walked slowly into the center of the garden, took his seat in the main seat, and his gaze swept across the entire room as his voice became steady and resonant.

As he finished speaking, his gaze paused slightly, sweeping across the entire room, and he noticed that a familiar figure was absent.

"Where is Fellow Daoist Wu?"

The atmosphere in the room instantly somber upon hearing this.

The excitement has faded, leaving only a silent heaviness.

"The battle of the final defense was extremely fierce, with everyone fighting to the death."

"Two of our allied forces also perished in this battle."

"Fellow Daoist Liu of the Heavenly Star Sect and Fellow Daoist Wu of the Transformation Blade Dwelling both died on the battlefield."

Linghu Qing's brows furrowed slightly, a hint of surprise flashing through his mind.

At that time, he was in the heart of Yue Kingdom. He arrived at the great formation and soon went to pursue Wang Tiansheng. He did not notice the fall of his comrades.

"Although we suffered casualties, the demonic path suffered even greater losses."

"Shattered Soul, Heavenly Fiend, and Flame Demon, three mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, have all perished in battle."

"Wang Tiansheng survived only as a crippled infant, along with five early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators who perished, and thousands of Foundation Establishment and Core Formation cultivators were all wiped out."

"The Jiang Kingdom and the Cheqi Kingdom have fallen back into our territory."

"This heavy blow has severely weakened the demonic path, and they will certainly not dare to wage war again in the short term."

Zi Jian wasn't too heartbroken; he spoke with great passion and fervor.

In this battle, only one Nascent Soul cultivator each died in Yue and Yuanwu, while Zijin Kingdom did not suffer any losses.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Nine Nascent Soul cultivators perished in the battle, four of whom were mid-stage combatants.

Such a price is enough to keep the six sects of the demonic path from recovering for at least a hundred years.

"It's a pity that the Old Demon of Hehuan was extremely cunning and withdrew in advance, otherwise we could have wiped out all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the demonic path in this battle."

Some people sighed with regret.

Someone else scoffed.

"It's laughable that when the righteous path heard about the demonic path's crushing defeat, they actually sent people to send messages, wanting to join forces with us to divide up the demonic path's territory and resources."

"And they even have the audacity to say things like sharing the spoils of war and securing the southern frontier."

All the Nascent Soul cultivators present wore cold smiles.

Human hearts are transparent; everyone can see through the wicked intentions of those who act righteously.

As long as the evil path still exists, they join forces to keep it in check.

If the demonic path is destroyed, the next targets and those who will be gradually devoured will inevitably be these small countries.

Only a fool would agree to such a suggestion, which is like inviting a wolf into the house.

"Fellow Daoist Long Han is calm and far-sighted, and will certainly not agree to such an absurd suggestion."

"The six sects of the demonic path have a deep foundation, with at least twenty Nascent Soul cultivators remaining. We cannot be careless."

Linghu Qing spoke calmly.

Everyone agreed.

After agreeing on subsequent mutual support and border guard duties.

Many Nascent Soul cultivators rose to take their leave.

As the crowd dispersed, only the five Nascent Soul cultivators from the Yue Kingdom remained in the flower garden.

The woman in green glanced around.

"Now that the war is over, everyone from Spirit Beast Mountain has succumbed to demonic influence and has been expelled from the ranks."

"What should be done with the remaining cultivators, resources, and spiritual vein territories of Spirit Beast Mountain?"

A single sentence has captivated everyone's attention.

This was not just about dealing with the remnants of traitors, but also the largest distribution of resources in the post-war Yue Kingdom.

All eyes fell on Linghu Qing without prior arrangement.

At this moment, he possessed unparalleled combat power, held the position of vice leader, and wielded the most influence.

"And there's the Blade-Melting Dock."

"With Fellow Daoist Wu dead in battle, Huadaowu is now in decline, with no Nascent Soul cultivator left to oversee it."

"Now, the Yue Kingdom is only divided into five factions."

Old Candle slowly spoke, adding a sentence.

Everyone waited quietly for Linghu Qing to make his decision.

Linghu Qing's eyes were calm, his thoughts racing, and after a moment he made a deep, resonant decision.

"Of the resources in Spirit Beast Mountain, Yellow Maple Valley accounts for 60%, and Hidden Moon Sect accounts for 40%."

"The low-level cultivators of Spirit Beast Mountain, as well as Wu Dao's storage bag, will be divided and incorporated equally by the other three sects."

"As for Huadaowu, Fellow Daoist Wu sacrificed himself for the country and deserves our respect. Let's leave it alone for now."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Elder Zhu frowned slightly. His sect hadn't received a single share of the abundant resources of the Spirit Beast Mountain, so he couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

But then he thought that getting a third of a Nascent Soul cultivator's savings for free was quite a good deal, and he immediately suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind.

More importantly, Linghu Qing's combat prowess is now overwhelming, intimidating the Yue Kingdom, and no one dares to contradict his decisions.

No one objected.

Mingzhou nodded slightly in agreement.

After this battle, Linghu Qing contributed the most and made the greatest contribution.

The fact that the Hidden Moon Sect was able to get 40% was already because of the fact that she and another Hidden Moon Nascent Soul cultivator had contributed their efforts throughout the process.

A hint of melancholy flickered across Zhao Linghan's eyes as she stood to the side.