Feng Qingyang lightly raised his finger, and the steel sword trembled. The head was shattered into pieces by the sword energy, and the sword became smooth and new.

With a flick of his sleeve, the steel sword swiftly pierced into the man's scabbard.

The series of operations were completed in one smooth motion, as fluid as flowing water, leaving everyone in awe of the skill of a celestial being!

The owner of the Qinggang sword was excited, gripping the sword tightly in his hand. A sword used by an immortal, even if it was a low-grade weapon, was something to brag about for a lifetime. Later, a very wealthy man was even willing to spend 100,000 taels of silver to buy the sword, but he refused to sell it and passed it down as a family heirloom.

Leaving aside the rest, Feng Qingyang raised his hand and unleashed five sword energies, killing the five demonic cultivators on the spot. He then summoned Dongfang Qingyun, who had come with them.

"General Dongfang, now that this matter is settled, my disciple and I are leaving. Remember to deliver the agreed-upon cash to the Holy Son as soon as possible; this matter should not be taken lightly!"

Dongfang Qingyun quickly clasped his hands in agreement and respectfully said, "Senior Feng, rest assured. Old Master Zhao Wuji also instructed me on this matter. Everything else can be delayed, but this matter cannot be delayed."

"Yes, I trust you to handle things. Although we are in a foreign country, we should follow the host's lead, but the agreed price must not be reduced by a single penny. We cannot compromise on this matter. If they make things difficult for you, you can inform the Holy Son. Don't be afraid of anyone."

Although Feng Qingyang trusted Dongfang Qingyun's abilities, he still gave him several instructions on this important matter before leaving with Zhao Feng.

The same thing happened in the Yongcheng Dynasty and the Moyin Dynasty.

Inside the Yongcheng Dynasty, the emperor stood before Zhang Sanfeng with a fawning expression.

In just a few months, Zhang Sanfeng traveled all over the ten states of the Yongcheng Dynasty on his own, suppressing local rebellions and killing more than a dozen Grandmaster-level experts and countless Innate-level experts on the spot. The army was of no use to him.

Whenever a fully-fledged army tried to suppress him by sheer numbers, a massive Yin-Yang symbol would immediately envelop the scene, instantly terrifying hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

Yesterday, Zhang Sanfeng finally arrived in the capital of the Yongcheng Dynasty and personally suppressed nine Grandmaster-level demonic cultivators and one Great Grandmaster-level cultivator. None of them were a match for him, which made the entire Yongcheng Dynasty treat him as if he were a god!

The emperor of the Yongcheng Dynasty even wanted to appoint him as the national teacher and build a temple for him, but he refused them all. He only instructed the emperor to send cash to the Huofeng Dynasty as soon as possible if he wanted to repay him.

Meng Fan knew that Zhang Sanfeng had sent him to travel the world after completing his mission. After all, as the number of summoned characters increased, he wouldn't need so many people, so it was better to let them do what they wanted.

Inside the Moyin Dynasty, a man in brocade robes with black hair streaked with white stood outside the city wall, facing an elderly man who was barely breathing.

The old man's blood-red brocade robe was tattered beyond recognition as he stared in horror at Dugu Qiubai before him.

"Who...who are you?"

Dugu Qiubai said expressionlessly, "I didn't expect the Blood God Sect to have a Returning to One Realm cultivator here. You're unlucky to have met my Gold and Silver Sect!"

The old man was unwilling to accept this; he was originally the Grand Elder of the Blood God Sect, a powerful expert at the peak of the Unity Realm.

I came to these major dynasties only to supervise the war, but I didn't expect to encounter a master. Although the other party was also at the Unity Realm, I was no match for him!

That man's terrifying sword intent was like a surging ocean, tearing through the void with every move, overturning his understanding of the Unity Realm!

He even believed that Dugu Qiubai's combat strength was enough to contend with someone at the Void Transformation Realm!

I don't know where this expert came from, I'm doomed!

All of his men were instantly killed by that man, including himself. He had to unleash all his potential to barely withstand one blow!

He thought of one of his men, who was the cult leader's grandson, and who had also died tragically at the hands of the enemy. Even if he returned, the cult leader would not let him go. He was doomed. Thinking of this, he felt even more depressed and didn't know where to turn!

"To think that I, the dignified Grand Elder of the Blood God Sect, would fall into such a predicament, is the cruel joke of fate!"

"Oh? You're the Grand Elder of the Blood God Cult?"

The lone seeker of defeat has become somewhat interested.

"So what if it is? One of the people you just killed was the grandson of the sect leader. Even if you kill me, you probably can't save the Moyin Dynasty."

"Your leader's grandson? Your Blood God Cult actually values ​​family ties?"

The old man gave a bitter smile and said, "Although the people of our Blood God Sect have committed many evils and our cultivation techniques have affected their character, there are still some of us who are able to face our inner selves. These people who can resist the corruption of our cultivation techniques are, without a doubt, the higher-ups of our Blood God Sect, including myself and the sect leader."

"Your sect leader is only at the Transformation Realm. Even if he comes to my Gold and Silver Sect, we can still destroy him!"

The old man didn't take it seriously, thinking that Dugu Qiubai was just talking big. The Void Transformation Realm was so rare that its power to move mountains and create land was not even worth mentioning!

Dugu Qiubai didn't explain. In his view, even if a Void Transformation Realm expert came, the young master could just wave his hand.

Moreover, with Meng Fan's insights, their progress was so rapid that it was unimaginable to people in this world.

If the leader is coming, he should come quickly. If he is slow, we might be able to take care of him!

“You are the Grand Elder of the Blood God Cult, so you must know how much money your cult has and where it is.”

The old man was somewhat bewildered upon hearing this, wondering why such a powerful person would ask about such material possessions.

"The Second Elder is in charge of miscellaneous affairs within the sect; I know nothing about these matters and have absolutely no interest in them."

"Where is the Second Elder? Can you contact him?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get started."

The old man seemed unwilling to say more and was only looking for death.

Dugu Qiubai contacted Meng Fan and reported the situation in detail.

After receiving a reply, it flew to the old man's side and pressed several acupoints on his body.

"I have sealed your inner strength. Come with me to see the Holy Son and await your fate."

He then ignored the Mo Yin Dynasty people and took the old man with him, flying away into the distance. As for collecting the debts here, he left it to the general from the Huo Feng Dynasty who came here, and he didn't care whether the debts were collected or not.

Half a month after the major dynasties quelled the rebellion, things had returned to normal in various places. The imperial court still had considerable power, and in the latter half of the month, the silver from the four major dynasties flowed into Wanhai City like water.

None of the dynasties resorted to underhanded tactics or refused to cooperate; they all wisely paid their dues. Those who lacked sufficient funds opted to borrow from Hengtong Bank and still delivered the money to Meng Fan on time. This greatly pleased Meng Fan with the attitude of the major dynasties.

The Fire Maple Dynasty also refused the agreed-upon 20%, because according to the news brought back by their general, the four great dynasties suffered heavy losses this time, with personnel losses reaching several million.

The military strength of each dynasty has been reduced to less than 200,000. It is now difficult to recruit people, and there is no money to do so. It will take at least ten years to recover its strength!