"Zhuge Liang?"
"good!"
"Are the descendants of Zhuge Liang as powerful as Zhuge Liang himself?"
"If we were to define Zhuge Liang, he would be a polymath. He was knowledgeable in internal affairs, understood mechanisms and arithmetic, was skilled in military strategy, and his swordsmanship far surpassed that of ordinary generals. Isn't that amazing? That's precisely why we invited them," Qin Yue said admiringly.
"I never imagined that the Wuhou Sword Technique was so powerful!" Qin Mu exclaimed.
"Throughout history, how many people have been posthumously honored with the title 'Martial'?"
As they were talking, the door opened, and Qin Yao and the others came out.
"Let's go! We'll enter the secret realm in three days," Qin Qiong said gently to Qin Mu.
After saying this, the group left and rode back to Houguan.
"Aren't you going to ask how the discussion went?" Qin Qiong asked after they got back. He thought that Qin Mu, being young and impulsive, would definitely ask, but to his surprise, he hadn't shown any intention of asking even on the way back.
Qin Mu shared his and Qin Yue's speculations, and Qin Qiong seemed very pleased.
Calm and resourceful! Where can you find a son like that? Especially when he thought of his friends' sons in Chang'an, the contrast only made him happier. He couldn't wait to go back and show off.
The civil and military were in opposition; civil officials and their sons primarily studied literature, while the sons of military generals undoubtedly practiced martial arts. However, his own son was able to compose two poems that moved Heaven, completely overshadowing the second generation of officials in Chang'an. He couldn't even compare to many first-generation officials, which made him feel even more proud.
"You guessed right, twenty members of the beast race will enter the secret realm. Be careful then, and don't get separated," Qin Qiong instructed.
As for safety, he wasn't too worried. Although individual beastmen were generally stronger, everyone who entered the secret realm was a genius from their respective families, and there were no weaklings among them.
"Okay, I understand."
"Use your Righteous Qi for two days to restore the precious scroll. That way, you'll have another trump card to defend yourself. The rest of the time, try to rest and conserve your energy," Qin Qiong advised him, still worried about him.
"Good father."
If the precious scroll were allowed to recover on its own, it would take at least half a year. However, when Qin Mu was studying, he would place it in front of him, along with his sword behind his back, which undoubtedly accelerated the recovery process.
Actively using one's righteous energy to recover would definitely be faster. The reason he hadn't done so before was because his mental strength was too weak, making it too slow and insufficient to draw upon the righteous energy within his body. Qin Qiong's instruction was simply to ensure the precious scroll could be used again, maximizing his trump card.
Qin Mu readily agreed, especially since consuming the Purple Leaf Heart Orchid had increased his spiritual power, stimulating his righteous energy and making him much faster.
Three days passed in rest and recuperation. On the first day, Qin Mu felt a little expectant, but as he calmed down and focused on reading, his mindset became more peaceful. The precious scroll had recovered to 60% of its original strength and could be used again. After consuming the Purple Leaf Heart Orchid for four days, his mental energy doubled. His abundant energy gave him an urge to unleash his full potential.
Thirty li to the right of Juyong Pass lies a vast valley. Tang soldiers guard the Great Wall there, while the werewolves have retreated fifty li away. Both sides have only a hundred skilled warriors escorting them.
We entered the valley through a narrow passage. It was a valley overgrown with weeds and filled with jagged rocks, which looked rather eerie.
The beastmen group consisted of twenty young men, all but one woman. Crucially, their faces were covered in patterns, making them all appear identical to Qin Mu, like a group of twins. The woman, on the other hand, had a sweet and alluring smile, much like Hu Meiniang, and was likely a fox spirit.
"A terrible omen!" Qin Mu muttered to himself as he glanced at the imposing figure that could not be contained and trembled with every step, then turned his head and looked straight ahead.
"What ominous sign are you talking about?" A little girl, only as tall as Qin Mu's chest, tugged at his clothes and asked.
This is a little girl carrying a large sword on her back, almost as tall as herself. While speaking, she doesn't forget to throw pine nuts into her mouth.
"Extremely hungry!" Looking down, Qin Mu's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but sigh.
If he had to choose, he preferred mature and gentle women. He always kept his distance from the alluring and little girl types.
"Who are you talking about? Those orcs? They may look very fierce, but don't be afraid, they are no match for me." She probably misheard it as "extremely vicious," glanced at the orcs, and raised her little arm as she spoke.
"This is Miss Xiangli from the Mo family!" Qin Yue, who was standing next to him, introduced them when he saw the two talking.
"The Mohists?" Qin Mu looked at the little girl in surprise. He thought she was a descendant of the Qin family. After all, in his impression, the Mohists were more about studying mechanisms and numbers.
"What? Doesn't it seem like it? My Mo family swordsmanship is the best among my peers," the girl said proudly.
Looking at the longsword that was wider than his face, Qin Mu believed her words. After all, without some strength, it would be difficult to carry such a sword.
"I believe in Xiangli."
"My name is Xiangli Yanran! What's your name?"
"My name is Qin Mu."
"You're also a member of the Qin family?"
"This brother is the eldest son of the Duke of Yi," Qin Yue introduced.
"From the Duke of Yi's family? Why do you look so frail?" Xiangli Yanran frowned, looking very surprised.
"Little girls are the most annoying, they can't even talk properly." Qin Mu's lips twitched, and he secretly complained to himself, but looking at his own thin body, he was powerless to refute it.
Although his body had become much stronger after being infused with righteous energy twice, it was merely enhancement, not muscle growth. The original owner of this body had suffered from a very poor lifestyle, leaving a weak foundation; becoming a muscular man would be extremely difficult.
Fortunately, he is still young and can still grow taller. If he had transmigrated a few years later, Qin Mu would have been truly devastated.
While they chatted, several elderly men from the Qin family, some in their fifties, had already reached the middle of the valley and were busy at a pile of rocks.
"This time, there are thirty of us entering the secret realm, and twenty of us are from the beast race. However, it's almost impossible to run into each other in the secret realm. If you do meet, don't hold back," Qin Yue instructed the young people as they gathered together.
"The secret realm can only be divided into groups of five. Any extras will be scattered. Therefore, we need strength, so we will split into two groups. The remaining four groups will be on the run. Maybe we can actually get through the maze, and then we can all reunite to deal with the orcs," Qin Yue continued.
Apart from the Qin family, everyone else was invited. Some had received benefits, some were there out of personal favors, and some wanted to try their luck. Therefore, none of them had any objections and followed the host's arrangements.
"The three of you represent Taoism and Zen Buddhism, along with myself, a Confucian scholar, and Brother Sun, a military strategist, forming one group; Miss Xiangli, Miss Huang, Xiaoyue, Brother Huaidao, and Prince Xiao, you form another group. The others have already been arranged." Qin Yue said, looking around.
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