The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

The group successfully passed through the Heavenly Demon Valley and continued their journey, getting closer and closer to the Northern Border.

The villages along the roadside already show signs of being trampled by the Tie family army.

The roof beams were charred, the bloodstains dried, and the fields were still covered with unharvested crops, trampled into the mud.

Not far ahead, a number of rogue cultivators from barbarian kingdoms crossed the border and were robbing a caravan.

Corpses were scattered everywhere, and blood was everywhere.

Qin Changye frowned, and before he could speak, Xiu'er and the others behind him rushed forward.

These barbarian cultivators didn't even have time to scream before they all fell into pools of blood.

"Why are you only arriving now!" A young woman stood up from the pile of corpses, her face covered in blood and tears, and her brocade robe torn in several places.

She glared at Qin Changye and the others, letting out a hysterical scream: "We are a merchant caravan from the Great Qian Dynasty, doing business with your Great Zhou, which is a tremendous favor to your Great Zhou! You should have protected our safety! Now my parents, my brother, everyone in our merchant guild, are all dead! They died because you arrived too late! You are the real executioners! I hate you!"

These words made Ren Pingsheng and the others clench their fists, and Xiu'er almost raised her sledgehammer to smash them.

After all the hard work of saving people, you ended up saving your enemy instead?

puff!

Qin Changye's ink sword pierced through the young woman's chest in an instant.

Meeting the young woman's incredulous gaze, Qin Changye said calmly, "What cunning barbarians! They've actually disguised themselves as merchants from the Great Qian Dynasty!"

Ren Pingsheng and the others were stunned. The young woman in front of them did not seem to be a disguised barbarian, but a merchant from the Great Qian Dynasty.

However, seeing the ungrateful young woman being killed also gave them a great sense of satisfaction.

Their gaze then swept over the overturned wagons in the caravan, the cargo that had rolled out of the carriages mostly consisting of spirit ores and medicinal herbs unique to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Clearly, this merchant guild from the Great Qian Dynasty was not there to do business at all, but rather opportunists taking advantage of the chaos in the northern border to enter the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Unfortunately, they were unlucky; on their way back, they were double-crossed by another group of even more unruly barbarian cultivators.

They deserved to die!

Qin Changye stored these treasures in his spatial ring, which would then be exchanged for the military pay and provisions for the 100,000-strong Northern Army.

A year ago, the first generation of 300,000 Zhenbei Army soldiers were completely wiped out in Black Stone Valley.

The 100,000-strong army in the northern border is the second generation of the Zhenbei Army.

Qin Changye's trip to the northern border was to rebuild the glory of the Zhenbei Army and completely crush the arrogant barbarian Iron Family Army.

The group turned and left.

After walking quite a distance, Qin Changye suddenly stopped: "Wait for me."

Then he turned back.

At the same time, one of the corpses among the pile of corpses of the Daqian merchant caravan suddenly moved.

A fair-skinned boy, about eleven or twelve years old, crawled out from under the corpse, his eyes swirling with a resentment beyond his years.

He gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice towards the direction Qin Changye had left, "It's hateful that these barbarian cultivators killed my whole family, but it's equally hateful that you Great Zhou soldiers arrived so late, especially the leader. My sister was just in a moment of panic and scolded you a few times. What did she do wrong? You dared to kill her outright! You are the most hateful one!"

He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, his eyes surging with undisguised hatred: "Ten years east of the river, ten years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential. Today I swear to heaven, when I grow up—no, ten years is too long, I can't wait—when I return to the Great Qian, I will immediately find Sister Xin'er and ask her to convey my message to the Emperor of the Great Qian, requesting that he send troops to punish you."

He had barely finished speaking when footsteps sounded behind him.

He turned around abruptly and broke out in a cold sweat.

As he approached, Qin Changye strode over, his gaze fixed on him, a faint sneer on his lips: "As expected, the rogue cultivators of the Barbarian Kingdom haven't been completely wiped out yet."

The boy turned and ran, his legs moving incredibly fast.

Qin Changye kicked up a longsword lying on the ground. The sword flashed in a sharp arc and accurately pierced the boy's left chest.

The boy paused for a moment, looked down at the sword blade protruding from his chest, and then continued running.

Qin Changye raised an eyebrow slightly. His heart wasn't on the left side?

He kicked up another longsword, this time piercing the boy's right chest.

The boy kept running, even faster.

Qin Changye frowned. Not on the right either?

However, his extraordinary perception quickly detected that a remnant soul was awakening within the boy.

The remnant soul's aura was not weak; it was continuously injecting power into the boy's body, enabling him to continue running wildly.

It turns out there was an elderly gentleman with him!

Qin Changye suddenly realized, and at the same time became interested.

Sister Qing'er in the Soul Banner is very capable; she has already devoured the remnant soul of the long-faced old servant and is just in need of a new supply.

The remnant soul within the boy had just awakened and its power was limited; even with all its might, it could only send the boy away a short distance.

As Qin Changye drew closer from behind, he grew increasingly anxious. Just then, a fleet of luxurious carriages appeared ahead.

The boy's eyes lit up, and he stumbled towards the bicycle frame, his face instantly transforming into a pitiful expression that was completely different from before.

The curtain of the luxurious carriage at the very front of the caravan was lifted from the inside, revealing a beautiful and elegant face.

The boy knelt before the carriage, sobbing uncontrollably, "Big sister, please save me! I came to Da Zhou with my family to do business, but your Da Zhou soldiers want to kill us all. They killed my parents, they killed my sister, and now the leader is chasing me. He wants to cruelly wipe out my whole family..."

Looking at the tear-streaked, pitiful boy, the noble woman was instantly overcome with maternal love: "Don't be afraid, with this princess here, you're safe."

The boy was overjoyed; he had actually met a princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

His eyes darted around and he saw the noblewoman holding a piece of Xuan paper with a crookedly written, meaningless doggerel: "The sun in the sky is round and round, the soil on the ground is sticky and sticky, whoever dares to mess with me, I'll stomp him flat."

She immediately exclaimed in admiration, "Big sister, did you write this poem? It's so well-written and so profound!"

Seeing the elegant woman's eyes light up and her lips curving into an irrepressible smile, the boy continued, lying through his teeth, "I never imagined that you, elder sister, were not only incomparably beautiful but also incredibly talented. Such a perfect person leaves no room for any other woman in the world!"

The noble woman could no longer suppress the smile on her lips. She laughed proudly and patted the boy's shoulder, saying, "Your little brother has good taste. Don't worry, even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he wouldn't be able to touch a hair on your head."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Qin Changye arrived.

At first glance, her face instantly turned icy cold, as if she were not of this world.

She was none other than Zhou Bingqing, the only princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At the Taiping Poetry Gathering not long ago, Qin Changye showed her no respect and killed the poet Liu Chengfeng, whom she admired, causing her unbearable pain and making her want to commit suicide for Liu Chengfeng several times.

Until one chance encounter, she came across the poetry of Tie Moxiang, the third daughter of General Tie and the most talented woman in the barbarian kingdom, which instantly opened the door to a new world for her.

She even felt that compared to Tie Moxiang, Liu Chengfeng's poetry was nothing special.

This caused her to instantly lose all grief over Liu Chengfeng's death, and instead begin to idolize Tie Moxiang madly.

Unfortunately, Tie Moxiang is a woman.

However, in her opinion, it was not impossible for her to do so if Tie Moxiang was willing.

Afterwards, she went to great lengths to contact the barbarian spy and told him about her admiration for Tie Moxiang.

She did not expect that Tie Moxiang would soon send a message through his spies, saying that poetry has no borders and warmly inviting her to secretly come to the barbarian country so that he could personally teach her to write poetry.

This was absolutely fantastic news for her!

That very night, she packed her bags and even broke into the national treasury without permission, taking a large number of spirit stones.

According to Tie Moxiang, he wanted to use spirit stones to build a large courtyard so that he could teach her to write poetry there.

Unfortunately, we don't have enough spirit stones, so the plan may have to be shelved.

This gave her an idea. Tie Moxiang didn't have enough spirit stones, but the Great Zhou treasury had plenty of them!

On this trip to the barbarian kingdom, they brought ten full cartloads of spirit stones, totaling more than three million.

Unexpectedly, before even entering the barbarian kingdom, they ran into Qin Changye.

Surprised, she suddenly became excited.

She was no longer saddened by Qin Changye killing Liu Chengfeng, but the fact that Qin Changye slapped her in public, leaving her cheeks still red and swollen, still fueled her anger.

He had originally thought that once he went to the barbarian country, he would never return and would never have the chance to seek revenge on Qin Changye.

Unexpectedly, they ran into Qin Changye here.

Crucially, Qin Changye was still all alone, without powerful figures like Ren Pingsheng protecting him.

"Hahaha, what I've been searching for has come to me without any effort!"

Zhou Bingqing laughed, her chin held high as she looked down at Qin Changye: "Qin Changye, this is the border, there's no one around. If I, this princess, kill you here, no one will find out. Don't you think this is a golden opportunity?"

Having said that, without waiting for Qin Changye's reply, she waved her hand at the several skilled maids beside her: "What are you all standing there for? Quickly chop him to pieces for this princess!"