Chapter 43 Marriage Proposal
Lai Yang and Mo Ruyan didn't care about the transaction between the Wu Palace and the barbarians.
Every day, the two of them would either distribute porridge at the city gate, bask in the sun and practice martial arts in the yard, or go out together around Beijiang City, listening to music, reading books and enjoying the scenery.
The two of them lived freely and quietly, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with them.
Because of Mo Ruyan, Lai Yang got to know many soldiers in Beijiang City.
They had already heard about their relationship and were very enthusiastic towards Lai Yang, often inviting him to exchange skills.
It is true that Lai Yang is much stronger than everyone else, but he has little experience in life-and-death battles, and cannot compare to these elite soldiers who have been guarding the border for years and fighting bravely with the barbarians.
Especially the terrible evil spirit that emanated from the opponent during the battle was truly shocking.
Lai Yang learned a lot of practical experience from everyone, and he mastered the Thousand Troops Killing Sword to perfection.
The Thousands of Soldiers Killing Sword is a sword for killing on the battlefield. When the sword is condensed, blood will flow like a river and thousands of soldiers will be scared away. It is extremely domineering.
He has also practiced the Qingxiang Sword and Eighteen Plum Blossom Styles to perfection, but is still a little short of mastery.
Above the state of perfection, there is another state called the pinnacle of perfection.
Reaching the pinnacle of excellence is something that can only be achieved by chance and cannot be achieved by just practicing in isolation.
To achieve the pinnacle of swordsmanship, not only is there a strict requirement for strength, but it is also related to one's state of mind and perception.
Anyone who has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship is a sword master.
Lai Yang is very satisfied with his current quiet and leisurely life. His strength is steadily improving bit by bit every day.
The further you advance in each attribute, the stronger the improvement effect of each attribute point will have, except for lifespan.
This is why when Lai Yang's Qi and Blood attributes exceeded 100, he possessed the strength comparable to that of a ninth-grade warrior.
When the Qi and Blood attributes exceed 200, one will have the strength comparable to an eighth-grade martial artist.
And for an eighth-grade martial artist who has practiced diligently, it is no problem for him to defeat three or five ninth-grade martial artists.
The gap is even more obvious above the Grandmaster level. A Grandmaster can release his internal force to form a qi to protect his body and kill the enemy.
As long as the internal energy is not exhausted, as many as the Grandmaster will die.
Nothing is absolute unless it is unbreakable by external force such as great strength, powerful skills or treasures.
According to what he had learned during this period, the fifth-grade martial arts grandmaster was the top existence in the Great Yan Dynasty.
The strong ones above the fifth rank are basically in the immortal sects outside the dynasty.
That group of people are seeking the path to immortality and will not easily interfere in the affairs of the secular dynasty.
Perhaps because they feel they are above ordinary mortals, or perhaps because they are worried about being contaminated by karma, it is difficult for most ordinary people to find any trace of them.
There is an immortal sect behind the Great Yan Dynasty.
Any elder in the Immortal Sect has the ability to easily destroy the Great Yan Dynasty.
But as I just said, they will not easily interfere in the affairs of the secular dynasty.
Unless there is a Taoist sect of the same level trying to steal business and disrupt things behind the scenes, they will consider sending someone to solve the problem.
Otherwise, even if Lord Mo had a hundred courages, he would not dare to rebel against an immortal sect.
In front of such a huge monster, their strength and life are no different from those of ants.
A month has passed since Suoyingzhuo and others left Beijiang City with jewelry and food.
Suoyingzhuo once again brought the barbarian envoys to Beijiang City.
The news he brought this time surprised the entire Prince Wu's Palace.
"Your Majesty, our great king has said that in order to show his sincerity in cooperation, our king is willing to marry the princess with 10,000 cattle and sheep and 1,000 war horses as a betrothal gift, and to be forever united with the Wu Palace. At that time, our king will personally lead the army to Beijiang City to welcome the princess."
Suo Yingzhuo leaned forward and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.
Upon hearing this, all the generals of the Wuwang Mansion were furious. One of them suddenly jumped out and cursed: "Want to marry the princess? Are you worthy? I think you are a toad wanting to eat swan meat. It's wishful thinking. We will never agree to this!"
Feeling the murderous intent around him, the barbarian envoy showed disdain and said arrogantly: "My king married your princess to give you face. This was ordered by my king himself. If your Highness is unwilling, then we have to reconsider whether to send a large army to form an alliance with the Wu Palace."
"You are just a bunch of people who eat raw meat and drink blood. How dare you threaten my Wuwang Mansion? I think you don't know how to write the word death!"
Everyone had unfriendly looks on their faces, with murderous intent in their eyes.
Waiting for Lord Mo's order, they would instantly cut the barbarian envoys into pieces and hang their heads on the city walls for public display.
Lord Mo looked at the barbarian envoys indifferently and said slowly, "Kemerdar wants to marry my daughter, but I don't see his sincerity. He wants to marry the princess of my Northern Frontier City, so he asked you to come to my Wuwang Mansion to propose marriage. Don't you think too little of Lord Mo?"
As soon as the words fell, a terrifying aura of oppression fell on the barbarian envoys, frightening them so much that their expressions became solemn and fearful, their legs became weak and they wanted to kneel down.
"Go back and tell your king Kemerdar that if he wants to marry my Lord Mo's daughter, then he should come to Beijiang City in person to propose marriage. If he doesn't even have this much courage, he is not worthy of being Lord Mo's relative."
Suo Yingzhuo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nervously cupped his hands and said, "We must convey the prince's words to our king truthfully."
"Show the guest away." Lord Mo waved his hand and immediately gave the order to leave in a firm manner.
Everyone didn't understand why the prince didn't let them kill these barbarians, but since the prince didn't order them to kill them, they couldn't do it, so they could only drive everyone out.
A hint of murderous intent flashed across Lord Mo's eyes. He was not worried that his actions today would anger Kemmerdal.
Kemmerdar is a shrewd guy. If Lord Mo easily agreed to the other party's request, he might become suspicious and worry that they had set a trap in Beijiang City and were waiting for him to jump in.
Lord Mo knew very well that there could be no compromise when dealing with these barbarians. The weaker he appeared, the more aggressive they would be, until they devoured their prey bite by bite.
Suoyingzhuo and others were expelled from Beijiang City.
The other barbarian envoys were cursing.
Suoyingzhuo didn't take it seriously and even slowly straightened his clothes.
"Damn you Wuwang Mansion, how dare you humiliate us like this? When my king's army captures Beijiang City, we will return today's humiliation a thousandfold."
"You can shout louder so that they can hear us, and we will become a lonely soul on the mass grave." Suoyingzhuo glanced coldly at the outspoken barbarian envoy.
The latter's face changed and he stopped talking immediately.
"Sir, what should we do next?"
"It doesn't matter. Just go back and report King Tongwu's words to our great king. The king will make the decision."
"Where are the ten thousand cattle and sheep and the thousand war horses we brought with us?"
"If you have the ability, why don't you go and get the things back?"
The barbarian envoy suddenly stopped talking.
"Talk less and think more. Since they accepted our things, it means there is still room for maneuver. We will leave it to our king to decide when we return. We have done everything we can. Don't make trouble and lose your life."
"I understand. Thank you, Lord Suoyingzhuo, for your advice."
"Let's go back to the grassland."
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