Chapter 269 The General Loses His Composure



Inside the mountain god temple, incense smoke curled upwards, creating a solemn and serene atmosphere.

With a light tap of her fingertip, Yu Luo conjured a jade slip shimmering with a faint blue light, which floated silently in front of her.

On the jade slip, the dragon's aura and the evil aura of the Yan Kingdom were faintly intertwined.

This is a letter written jointly by the Emperor of Yan and the Grand Preceptor of Yan.

"I wish to cease hostilities with the Liang Kingdom, establish peace, and for the next fifty years, exchange goods and services and work together to improve people's livelihoods."

Yu Luo scanned the contents with her divine sense and understood them immediately.

Her lips curved slightly, a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

Within his mind, the little system, which hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly scoffed.

[Host, this Grand Preceptor of Yan is certainly adept at changing his stance according to the prevailing winds.]

The system's voice carried a hint of sarcasm.

[The plague demon has been utterly defeated by Wang Wan, and Yunzhou is about to fall entirely into your hands, yet he suddenly thinks of peaceful coexistence!]

[They simply felt that since the existence of the plague demon could be easily dealt with, it was not worth provoking!]

"So, host, do you agree? Are you just going to let that wicked imperial advisor get away with this so easily?"

Yu Luo's gaze drifted into the distance, landing on the land that had just experienced calamity and was gradually regaining its vitality through the panoramic map.

"Why shouldn't we allow things that can bring benefits to the people of the world?"

Her voice was calm, yet filled with divine majesty.

“I am a god, not a monarch of a country. My thoughts and concerns are for the benefit of all people.”

"Besides," she changed the subject, a clear look flashing in her eyes.

"Within the Liang Kingdom, new factories are springing up everywhere. In Yunzhou, construction will also be in full swing, with even more factories being built."

"How can the countless factories sustain their operations if they only sell their products within Liang Kingdom?"

"Of course we must go global."

The small system was still somewhat unwilling.

But to let the Yan Kingdom's Grand Preceptor go so easily would be too lenient. His hands are stained with the blood of many innocent people.

Yu Luo chuckled softly, like jade striking each other, leaving a slight echo.

"Who said we'd let him off so easily?"

"This peace treaty is not just a blank piece of paper that can be signed and stamped and then counted."

"If my Wild Mountain Merchant Caravan ever makes a mistake while trading across the world within the territory of Yan, I will hold him accountable."

Her voice paused.

"He is the Grand Preceptor of the Yan Kingdom. He personally stepped forward and took full responsibility to ensure the safety of the Huangshan caravan in the future."

"This is the first condition I've set."

Upon hearing this, the small system's resentment subsided slightly.

Would that high and mighty, wicked imperial advisor be willing to escort a mortal merchant caravan?

Yu Luo smiled faintly again: "He has no choice. Yan State has more than one rebel army, and there is also an existence with the strength of the plague demon."

The system suddenly realized.

At the foot of the barren mountain.

The first rays of dawn were breaking, and the thin mist had not yet dissipated.

On the bluestone slabs beside the mountain path, dewdrops condensed, and strands of sunlight shone down.

The General Who Protects the Nation has changed into plain clothes. Although his hair is still neatly tied, his face shows signs of hardship.

He remained kneeling at the foot of the mountain, his body as still as a javelin.

It has been seven days now.

A mountain breeze blows, bringing the fragrance of grass and trees, as well as a touch of coolness.

A figure in aquamarine green, like a forest spirit, appeared before the general, moving lightly and silently, stepping on the morning dew.

It was the snake woman.

The snake woman held a scroll of bamboo slips in her hand.

This bamboo slip is not the original document of the Yan State, but a copy she made on a whim.

"Here you go, General, take this."

The snake woman's voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of languor.

She casually tossed the bamboo slip over.

The general's kneeling body twitched slightly, and almost instinctively, he raised his hand and steadily caught the bamboo scroll.

It feels slightly cool to the touch, carrying the dampness of a mountain morning.

He slowly unfurled the bamboo slips and glanced at them lightly.

Those eyes, which had been calm and collected through countless battles, suddenly flashed with a sharp light, and the pupils contracted sharply!

"This...this is a letter from the State of Yan?!"

His voice was hoarse and dry, and every word conveyed disbelief and horror.

"The Grand Preceptor of Yan actually... actually bowed down and begged for peace with the Mountain Goddess?"

The general had commanded the Liang army for many years and knew all too well how terrifying the Yan state's national advisor was!

His sorcery was profound and his methods were unpredictable.

Even at the height of the Liang Kingdom's power, the late emperor still treated it with great respect and dared not easily provoke its might.

Nowadays, this kind of evil spirit can almost be called a local overlord.

They actually offered a surrender document, begging for fifty years of peace?

Mountain Goddess...

What kind of earth-shattering existence is this mountain god of the desolate mountains who stirs up the world with just legends and miracles?

He felt his mind and spirit shaken violently by an invisible force in that short moment, leaving him utterly shocked!

Seeing his distraught appearance, the snake woman raised her chin triumphantly.

"What's so strange about that?"

Her red eyes sparkled with pride.

"You don't know yet, do you? That dead land in Yunzhou, shrouded in plague, is now already in the hands of our Mountain Goddess!"

"As for that damn plague demon, hmph!" The snake woman curled her lip in disdain.

"It was already cleaved in two by our Sister Wang's sword, its soul scattered and not even a trace left!"

She stood with her hands on her hips, as if she were the one who slayed demons and monsters.

"What?"

Xiao Zhen felt a loud bang in his mind, as if a thunderclap had exploded.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot with shock.

Yunzhou...

In the past few days, he has gradually learned from his deputy that the entire Yunzhou has become a forbidden area!

How could such a place be controlled by the Mountain Goddess?

And that plague demon!

That left the entire Liang Kingdom helpless.

Even the powerful national advisor of the Yan Kingdom could only look on in awe and retreat in fear!

He was actually killed by one of the followers of the Mountain Goddess?

How... how is this possible?

The General Who Protects the Nation felt that his previous understanding had been completely shattered at this moment.

He spent his life on the battlefield, witnessing countless deaths and tribulations, and prided himself on his unwavering resolve.

But what he heard today completely threw him off balance.

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