Abandoning the Tribe, Sowing Seeds Beyond Its Borders; Blood Collapse, Life Ends, Karma Bears Fruit

Through the blur, the book cover became increasingly clear.

However, Qiu Yan could sense that the content of the book was leaning heavily towards Three Rivers, and it was likely to be a classic text primarily based on the nomadic tribes of the Grasslands!

"When I was stationed at the Military Pavilion, I read many Military School books, accumulated information, and strengthened the Military School Order. Only then did I have the opportunity to write the Military Canon. Now, the content related to systems, weapons, and tactics has been condensed into a single 'system.' The remaining part is to record the deeds of the Military School. Now, the Fortune Three Rivers is entrusted to us, which is actually to transmit the deeds of the Three Rivers Tribe and the Grasslands. If it is not handled properly, it will become the foundation of the classics..."

Qiu Yan had already planned this section on recounting events. He did not intend to make the Central Plains the absolute protagonist, but rather to distribute it evenly, using the distribution of incense offerings from the Divine Spirit Body to capture the scenery of the Central Plains and the surrounding areas.

Therefore, faced with this book that was about to Fortune, he had a sudden thought and stopped its evolution. He only allowed the scenes and events that were transmitted with the Fortune of the tribe to settle and slowly nurture them.

Having done all this, Qiu Yan smoothly withdrew from the Military School Order, and the slowly descending clouds dissipated, the oppressive feeling in the surroundings vanished.

Ahead, Old Khan Yebalu others breathed a sigh of relief, but cold sweat still seeped out from their bodies.

Qiu Yan glanced at Duolu, who lowered his head and avoided eye contact. Their identities and positions had changed since they were in the Literary Pavilion.

At that time, Qiu Yan was just a Confucian scholar and a successful candidate in the imperial examinations with some fame, while Duolu was a guest of honor of Prince Yan and a distinguished guest of the Central Plains. However, times have changed, and after Qiu Yan's powerful arrival, the entire Three Waters Tribe bowed its head.

However, Qiu Yan's heart stirred, and the Li Trigram within his Divine Spirit Body trembled, blurring his vision and causing various illusions to appear before him, with people coming and going. Upon closer inspection, he could recognize that it was the scene of the Three Waters Tribe after it grew stronger.

The scene came and went quickly, but Qiu Yan, with his sharp mind, naturally remembered it all.

"The world is ever-changing, and what we do today will influence future developments. But even if we nip the root of the problem in the bud, how can we completely extinguish future possibilities? To prevent tragedy from happening, we should address both internal and external issues simultaneously. However, the Great Rui is currently trapped in its own constraints. Reforms may bring temporary relief, but they could also incite factional strife. But these are not things I can control right now; we need to plan for the long term..."

As he pondered, a subtle change occurred in the Heart Fire his soul. Official Qi rose, gradually constructing a mansion within it, absorbing Qiu Yan's insights at this moment and integrating them into the whole.

Composing himself, he looked at Meng Qingbin, the Great Rui of Rui, and was somewhat surprised by his performance in this matter. Before leaving the delegation, Qiu Yan had already sensed a mixture of hostility, malice, and scheming in Meng Qingbin's demeanor, knowing that he was a person with considerable selfish motives.

Yet, when faced with matters of principle, this person does not act out of personal interests.

As Qiu Yan pondered this matter, his mind was stirred, and he vaguely saw a faint dragon shadow behind Meng Qingbin. It was connected by Karmic Thread, which spread out and linked to the staff placed in a tent.

"With the blessing of Official Qi, a person's character and thoughts will change imperceptibly. When in the Great Rui, it is not obvious, but once on the Grasslands, every action is no longer a personal matter, but rises to the level of national dignity. One's intentions and thoughts then become intertwined, which can cleanse Human Thoughts..."

The more one is away from home, the more one appreciates the meaning of home; the same principle applies to nations as well.

This was not reflected in Qiu Yan, because he had achieved a high level of cultivation and his Divine Soul had transformed into Yin Spirit. He could emit light through his Fortune and gradually isolate himself from the outside world. Without deliberate blessing or absorption, external Karma and Fortune and luck would not have any connection with his own soul.

"The connection between envoys and the dynasty is also a manifestation of Human Path change, and even the most obvious expression of the connections and ties between people and between people and organizations. It is of great reference value. Therefore, my original plan must be implemented."

Qiu Yan remained silent as he pondered this, and since he didn't speak, the others also hesitated to speak, including Yebalu, Duolu, Meng Qingbin, and the others, all waiting quietly with their own thoughts.

The people of Three Rivers were filled with trepidation, while those of Great Rui were gradually becoming more at ease.

However, two people here have different ideas.

Although Prince Sukai of the Three Rivers restrained his thoughts and felt fear towards Qiu Yan, resentment and hatred still grew in his mind, though he concealed it.

On the other side, Di Ai, one of the envoys, felt a deep sense of jealousy and resentment as he watched Qiu Yan standing in the center, with no one else daring to speak.

"If Qiu Yan hadn't appeared, according to my original plan, I might have been able to accomplish my mission after sacrificing Meng Qingbin and the others. I might have even made a name for myself in history and been included in the list of famous officials. But he ruined everything!"

No one knows what the outcome will be if something hasn't happened yet, but most people stubbornly believe that things will develop in the direction they want, which leads to dissatisfaction.

However, some people like Zhao Can and Zhong Yan, who harbored resentment towards Qiu Yan, suddenly felt a sense of awe towards him at this moment. All their original thoughts vanished, and they could no longer harbor any malice. Instead, they felt fear.

"Even the Left Wise King Rouluo was no match for Qiu Yan. He merely came to provoke him and was chased down and killed, his head returned. What right do we have to challenge him?"

After this incident, Zhong Yan suddenly understood, and looking back on everything that had happened, he was puzzled.

"When Qiu Yan displayed his Divine Abilities in Dingchang City, I already knew he was not someone to be trifled with, and I was willing to back down. How could he have been persuaded by Di Ai with just a few words? It almost led to a disaster!"

At this moment, he remembered Pang Qianru's advice and felt that his previous actions were very strange, as if he had been blinded by greed. He became a little wary and glanced at Di Ai thoughtfully.

On the other hand, Zhao Can didn't think that far ahead, but he also changed his mind about Qiu Yan.

"This mission had already reached the worst possible point. The Three Waters Tribe not only refused to join forces with the Great Rui, but might also defect to Rouluo, and even capture and hand over the entire envoy group. At that time, the court's plans would be completely exposed. Unexpectedly, Qiu Yan turned the tide and reversed the situation. Such an achievement cannot be erased in a few words. Moreover, Qiu Yan deserves the most credit. As long as we don't offend him, and he mentions it a few times in his reply, we can also benefit from it!"

Imagining the brilliant idea, Zhao Can couldn't wait to speak with Qiu Yan and curry favor with him.

Besides the two, others also had different thoughts, which played out in their minds, causing emotional changes that were unconsciously released and captured by Qiu Yan, absorbing them into his heart as Human Path experience.

However, in this situation, one person cautiously and stealthily retreated, almost blending into the outer crowd.

At this moment, Qiu Yan raised his hand and grabbed, unleashing a suction force that pulled the person directly towards him!

"Spare me! My lord, spare me! I am also a descendant of the Central Plains. I had no choice but to do this to save my life!"

Heluolü screamed and struggled, but still couldn't break free. Qiu Yan grabbed her by the neck, and her voice stopped abruptly!

However, he was still struggling, his eyes filled with pleading, his breathing becoming increasingly difficult, and sweat pouring down his forehead.

"You did it for survival, but didn't everyone else want to live too? Are you the only smart one? Didn't others think of selling out their country to survive? But why didn't they do it? Breaking ties is fine, being ruthless is fine, it's all personal business, a continuation of personal feelings. But to be an accomplice to evil and turn against the entire clan, that's not something a person can do." Qiu Yan shook his head, and without any apparent effort, Heluolü suddenly let out his last scream. His flesh and bones collapsed, turning into a pool of rotten flesh that dripped to the ground.

This scene caused onlookers to change color. Then, Qiu Yan waved his hand, and a Spiritual Light flew out from the blood and flesh, which was none other than the soul of Heluolü.

Ordinary people cannot see this soul, but under Qiu Yan's deliberate actions, those with Literary Thought talent and Dragon Qi energy, or those blessed by the Fortune of their clan, can still vaguely see a struggling soul being grasped in Qiu Yan's hand and tucked into his sleeve.

Their own servants were killed, their very souls taken away, yet Yebalu and the others remained silent. It wasn't that they harbored hatred and were determined to suffer for it, but rather that although Heluolü had some knowledge, this calamity was largely caused by him and Sukai, and someone had to take responsibility. Qiu Yan's killing of them might not look good on the surface, but at least it provided some explanation.

As for Meng Qingbin and the others, they were overjoyed. They had been full of resentment towards Heluolü, and now they had finally gotten their revenge, which made them even more supportive of Qiu Yan.

When Heluolü was alive, he seemed to have some status and was very successful. He himself was quite proud of himself, but after he died, no one was saddened by him, and it had no impact on him whatsoever.

However, the historian who accompanied the group remembered this scene clearly, as well as all the details after Qiu Yan appeared. He planned to record it immediately upon returning and include it in the archives.

His article later became the source of many idioms, but that's a story for another time.

After Heluolü died, Qiu Yan turned around and bowed to Meng Qingbing.

Meng Qingbin knew that it was his turn to step forward, so he didn't refuse. He patted Qiu Yan on the shoulder and smiled.

"How to form an alliance and how to deploy troops are matters for me to discuss. Shen Zhi, you have worked hard for a long time, so please observe from the sidelines."

At this moment, the soon-to-be Vice Minister of Ministry of War had made up his mind not only not to suppress Qiu Yan, but also to make an effort to befriend him, and even to lead the entire Meng Clan to befriend Qiu Yan!

What followed was much simpler. The two allied forces should have had some disputes and bargaining, with Three Rivers likely trying to secure tangible benefits. However, given what had happened before, they had no right to voice their opinions.

Fortunately, Meng Qingbin did not abuse his power. He put forward several conditions, which could be considered exploitative, but they were all within the other party's bottom line. After a negotiation, a preliminary cooperation had already taken shape.

Qiu Yan waited quietly by with the others.

The group stayed in the ruins of the broken tent for half a day until the sun was past noon, when the old Khan offered to entertain them, and the gathering temporarily ended.

At this moment, Qiu Yan made a request—

"Mr. Qiu wants to visit North Sea Park."