Holy War

Uncle Dao said nothing. His pitch-black figure revealed no expression.

Uncle Dao was one of the Jiang Clan Shadow Guards. The Shadow Guards were the Jiang Clan Patriarch's personal guards and obeyed only the Patriarch's commands.

Jiang Ming looked at the Yunshui Sage, his Golden Eyes deep and unfathomable. Liu Qingqing stood behind Jiang Ming, watching him with a complicated expression. As for Jiang Naicha and the other girl, they had already hidden behind Jiang Ming. Because Uncle Dao had deliberately guided the battle away from them, the Holy War had not spread to Jiang Ming's group. That was also why he had not gone all out.

"Forget everything else. Kill him. Whoever stands in the way dies!" Jiang Ming said flatly, gripping a jade pendant in his hand.

"Sir, your young master is still young and does not understand the terror of the Jiang Domain. Could it be that you do not understand it either? Launching a Holy War without authorization is a capital crime!" the Yunshui Sage shouted, his expression anxious.

Back then, when he massacred Fortune City, it had not been stopped by the Yun Clan's ancestor, but by the Jiang Domain stepping in. Fortunately, the person who came had known the Yunshui Sage, and since the Holy War had not truly erupted, the matter had ultimately ended peacefully. That was also why the Yunshui Sage now dared not fight with his full strength.

As for Uncle Dao, upon hearing Jiang Ming's command, the Law of Blades emerged and directly suppressed the Yunshui Sage.

The Yunshui Sage was not one to fear trouble either. Since someone had come knocking at his door, the Law of Swords and the Law of Water emerged. The two great laws joined forces to suppress the Law of Blades, and Uncle Dao instantly fell into a disadvantage.

The two had long since taken their battle into the sky. The city wall by Cloudwater City's gate had already collapsed, and the ground was battered beyond recognition. Only Jiang Ming's side remained safe and sound. The ground simply could not withstand a Holy War.

Jiang Naicha nervously clutched Jiang Ming's sleeve, while a trace of worry surfaced in Liu Qingqing's eyes.

"Ah! My eyes!!" A spectator covered his bleeding eyes and screamed.

"Brother, you're really brave. You actually dared to stare directly at a Saint Realm's laws!" someone beside him laughed.

Golden light flowed through Jiang Ming's eyes. A true Saint Realm battle was practically a clash of laws, a contest of whose laws were stronger and whose comprehension of them ran deeper.

And now, Uncle Dao could only barely protect himself under the suppression of the two great laws.

"They should be here soon," Jiang Ming murmured.

The moment he spoke, two black figures arrived side by side. "Sword Shadow and Dark Shadow pay respects to Young Master."

"Mm." Jiang Ming nodded. "Go help Uncle Dao, quickly."

The two swiftly rose into the sky and took their places on either side of Uncle Dao.

"Oh? Blade Shadow, it's only been a few days. How did you become this pathetic?" Sword Shadow said with a smug grin.

Blade Shadow rolled his eyes. "Take him down first. This little brat has some skill."

Law of Swords—Sword Shadow

Law of Darkness—Dark Shadow

Law of Blades—Blade Shadow

The three great laws pressed down upon the Yunshui Sage at once. In an instant, space shattered.

"With only a measly ten percent of the Law of Swords, you dare act so arrogantly?" Sword Shadow sneered. He alone could suppress the Law of Swords.

Dark Shadow and Blade Shadow joined forces to suppress the other law.

"You all are wantonly unleashing a Holy War. Do you truly not put the Jiang Domain in your eyes?" the Yunshui Sage said with difficulty. Under the suppression of three Saint Realm experts, he had no strength to fight back at all.

"What the hell does that have to do with you?" Sword Shadow sneered. "You should worry about yourself instead!"

"You still think you can kill me?" the Yunshui Sage sneered. Saint Realm experts were extraordinarily tenacious. With merely three Saint Realm experts of comparable strength, how could they possibly kill him? He was rather curious to see it.

Yang Commander's face was filled with terror. He did not understand what he had done wrong. He had merely been defending Cloudwater City's dignity.

The other three commanders had gathered beside Yang Commander. They had already learned what had happened and were whispering among themselves.

"Little miss, this young master saved your life. How do you plan to repay me?" Jiang Ming asked, the corner of his lips curling upward.

Liu Qingqing came back to her senses and snorted coldly. "I never asked you to save me."

Jiang Ming shook his head without speaking. Could the Lunar Physique really let you escape?

"What kind of words are those? Young Master started a Holy War for you, yet not only are you ungrateful, you even speak like that." Nalan Yu protested indignantly from the side, while Jiang Naicha glared angrily at Liu Qingqing as well.

Knowing herself to be in the wrong, Liu Qingqing did not argue.

Just then, four figures attacked Jiang Ming from all directions. They were the four commanders from before. Their conclusion after discussing it was that as long as they could capture Jiang Ming alive, they would have enough leverage to negotiate. The Yunshui Sage was being besieged, and Jiang Ming was their only chance to break the deadlock.

In the blink of an eye, before the four commanders could even approach Jiang Ming, they were sent flying backward. A stunning woman in a pale green tasseled dress, her hair swept up, stood before Jiang Ming.

"Aunt Qing, why are you here?" Jiang Ming looked at the beautiful figure before him in surprise.

Aunt Qing was the personal maid of Jiang Ming's mother, Ye Qingmei. She had followed Ye Qingmei when she married into the Jiang Clan.

"Young Master has been away for a long time, and Miss misses you greatly. She specifically sent me to take a look at you, Young Master, and also instructed you to remember to return and visit her," Aunt Qing said in a gentle, melodious voice, carrying herself like a noble lady.

"Alright, I'll go back after some time," Jiang Ming obediently agreed.

Jiang Naicha and the other two stared straight at Jiang Ming. They had never seen their young master like this before.

Young Master's background must be immensely powerful. With so many Saint Realm experts around him, he was at the very least from a Saint Clan, and judging by the situation, his status was not low either. Nalan Yu could not conceal the shock in her heart.

Liu Qingqing curled her lips. So what if he's strong? So what if his background is powerful? She crossed her arms over her chest, pushing up a magnificent swell.

"Oh, right. Miss also gave instructions. Young Master has not yet come of age and should not have too much contact with women. She specifically ordered that Young Master's two maids be brought back to the clan for training, so they can assist Young Master in the future." Aunt Qing's eyes curved into crescents, carrying a hint of amusement.

"Ah?!" Jiang Ming had not expected this at all. "No need for that, right? I've restrained myself very well."

"This is Miss's order. I hope Young Master will not make things difficult for this servant." Though she said that, Aunt Qing's smiling face made it clear that whether he wanted it or not, it was happening.

"Fine, then. What about this one?" Jiang Ming glanced at Liu Qingqing.

"There are only two maids. She is not worthy."

Jiang Ming sighed helplessly. He had not even enjoyed himself for long before they were taken away. What was he supposed to do from now on?

"Then this servant shall take her leave first." Aunt Qing waved a hand, swept Nalan Yu and Jiang Naicha away, and vanished beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"Hey, I didn't even get to say goodbye. Honestly." Jiang Ming complained.

He glanced at Liu Qingqing beside him, and his mood improved slightly. At least there was still one left. Though he had not won her over yet, it was no big problem. He was unquestionably tall, rich, and handsome. Whoever he set his eyes on would be easy to win over.

"What are you looking at me for?" Liu Qingqing said irritably. Though the man before her seemed far from simple, she, Liu Qingqing, was no easy target either. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river.

"I'm looking because you're beautiful!" Jiang Ming teased, shaking off the sorrow of losing his maids.

Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes. "If there's nothing else, I'm leaving." She had wanted to run away long ago. A Holy War had already broken out, and perhaps more people from the Jiang Domain would arrive later. The bigger this matter became, the worse it would be. She should withdraw first.

"This young master saved your life. Shouldn't you show some proper gratitude?" Jiang Ming said with a smile.

"And how does this noble young master wish to be repaid?" Liu Qingqing sneered.

Jiang Ming glanced at her towering chest and said, "I want you..."