Another Audience with Governor-General Qin Lie! The Truth Behind Qingzhou's Demon Plague!
Hearing the familiar name spoken by Li Hanguang.
Xu Qingshan was stunned for a long time.
Yang Xiao?
Which Yang Xiao?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he found it laughable. Could the Qingzhou Demon Suppression Division possibly have another Yang Xiao?
That's Yang Xiao, the guy who teamed up with him to stake out the case in the Painted Skin Case, and later rose through the ranks by killing demons!
Xu Qingshan's chest heaved, feeling both honored and somewhat dazed.
He had been in the department for five years and was still a Demon Suppressing Guard in the Liquid Condensation Mid Stage Demon Suppression Guard, while the other party had been in the department for only one year and had already donned armor and ascended the stage, standing at the top.
The colleagues who once stood shoulder to shoulder guarding the Painted Skin Case have now become Demon Suppression General.
He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect from a distance, silently echoing the calls of those around him, and changed his address from "Brother Yang" to "General Yang."
No, how did he Demon Suppression General!?
Xu Mingting looked completely astonished.
He understood the weight of those four words better than most people present.
The Demon Suppression General, with Core Illumination as his threshold, wields military power in one region and rises directly to the upper echelons of Qingzhou.
He delayed, thinking he still had time to place his bets, but he never expected his opponent to rise so quickly!
Should we support a Demon Suppression General?
He doesn't have the ability to seize the Xu Family himself, and besides, does the Xu family even need it?
Xu Mingting bowed with exceptional solemnity, bending lower than others, his mind in turmoil.
Today, it's impossible to judge General Yang with the same perspective as before. I also blame myself for not keeping a closer eye on him, allowing such a big fish to slip through my fingers.
No, the other party is no longer a big fish, but a large ship capable of carrying the Xu Family!
He was already planning in his mind how to report what had happened today to his clan when he got back.
Yang Xiao stepped down from the stage, and Li Hanguang walked beside him, his tone carrying a familiar smile.
"General Yang," he paused, "This time, it's time for you to come with me to see the Governor-General- General."
"Okay." Yang Xiao's expression turned serious.
The old man, who was at the Dao-Infant Realm and was the nominal Governor-General of Qingzhou, was someone I had last met in my own courtyard. At that time, he was not in his right mind and mistook me for Pei Xuance.
Now that he has taken the initiative to summon me, he must have recovered.
The hustle and bustle along the way gradually faded into the distance until it became completely silent, and even the guards at the gate became Deputy General.
The courtyard ahead was quiet and secluded, overgrown with vegetation, a stark contrast to the bustling activity in the front yard just moments before—it was like two different worlds.
Li Hanguang led Yang Xiao to the courtyard gate and then led him inside without announcing his arrival.
In the courtyard, two figures were playing chess under a tree.
On the right is Pei Xuance, and opposite him is an old man with messy white hair hanging down his back, slightly hunched over, wearing a worn-out training uniform. He is none other than Qin Lie, the Qingzhou Governor-General.
He held the black pieces carefully, observing each move before placing them.
Pei Xuance, however, seemed to have thought of this beforehand, and played chess extremely quickly.
With each step pressing forward, the situation on the board gradually became clear. The black pieces were pinned down on half of the board and it looked like they were about to lose their footing.
After entering the hospital, Yang Xiao did not make a sound to disturb them, and stood quietly to the side with Li Hanguang, waiting.
After a moment, Qin Lie held a chess piece in his hand and stared at it for a long time.
Finally, he gently placed the chess piece back on the board.
"I'm not logging off anymore."
He didn't immediately look at Yang Xiao, who had just entered, but instead looked at Pei Xuance, a hint of clarity appearing in his cloudy eyes.
"The old dragon has just died, and you've already summoned all the generals back."
"Are you still planning to take action against Yellow Wind Mountain?"
Pei Xuance nodded emphatically. "Yes."
As he moved, he glanced at Yang Xiao, who was standing under the eaves.
Qin Lie followed his gaze.
"Is it because of him?"
"Not entirely." Pei Xuance shook his head.
Yellow Wind Mountain had been weighing on his mind for many years, and he had long wanted to take action against him, but he had put it off all these years.
It was only recently, when he had a chance to catch his breath, that he brought up the idea again.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
"With the old dragon dead, I'll be able to free up my resources." He paused, his gaze falling on Yang Xiao, "It's also for the future of Qingzhou."
Only then did Qin Lie truly take a good look at Yang Xiao.
Dark armor hung heavily on his body, and a scarlet cloak draped down to his feet.
Yang Xiao stood under the corridor, his aura well concealed, not revealing the slightest bit of the sharpness of someone newly entering the Core Illumination, but he could not escape Qin Lie's perception.
The old Governor-General, who had been senile for many years, had a hint of understanding in his cloudy eyes.
Good prospect!
For many years, Qingzhou has not produced such a person.
He smiled and pointed to the empty space between the two of them.
"Come forward and sit closer."
"Okay." Yang Xiao nodded and sat down, not daring to be negligent.
Qin Lie looked at Pei Xuance and continued the conversation.
"When I was lucid before, I fought with that old bastard from Yellow Wind Mountain."
Pei Xuance put down his teacup.
Having guarded Qingzhou for so many years, he believed he had dealt with all the Demon King within the territory, yet he had no idea that the Governor-General had also visited Yellow Wind Mountain.
"Have you fought it?"
"I have." Qin Lie's eyes flashed with recollection. "Although extremely old, he was still a Dao Dao-Infant Realm, and he possessed a Soul-Seizing Bell. Even I was affected by its activation."
Qin Lie paused, raised his withered fingers, tapped his brow, and gave a bitter smile.
"It was that fight that aggravated my injuries."
"Lotus Flower Temple?"
Qin Lie remained silent for a moment, then suddenly uttered a name and asked, "What is the relationship between the Yellow Wind Demon King and Lotus Flower Temple?"
Qin Lie did not answer immediately.
He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put it down again.
"I suspect that Yellow Wind Mountain was cultivated by them."
Cultivate.
Once those two words were uttered, Yellow Wind Mountain's actions over the years took on a completely different meaning.
It's not an expansion by the Demon Race.
Rather, it was someone orchestrating things behind the scenes, so carelessly revealing the decades-long demonic calamity that had plagued Qingzhou.
Qin Lie waited for them to process what he had said before continuing.
"Yellow Wind Mountain has always been supported by Buddhist temples."
Lotus Flower Temple still remembers the incident of the Buddha's Son dying in Qingzhou.
"I suspect that the harassment Qingzhou has suffered over the years is inextricably linked to that old score."
Pei Xuance's expression suddenly darkened.
The manpower lost over the years, the villages and towns destroyed, and the Yellow Wind Mountain that has always loomed over the outskirts of the Northwest, impossible to uproot.
It turns out that it's not the Demon Race that's difficult to eliminate.
There's someone who doesn't want it to be removed.
Yang Xiao sat to the side, his mind filled with many thoughts.
The truth behind the demonic calamity in Qingzhou was laid bare, revealing a complex web of forces at play. It turned out that besides the Demon, there were others who considered him an enemy.
Qin Lie looked at Pei Xuance, his expression turning serious.
"I don't object to you taking action against Yellow Wind Mountain."
After he finished speaking, his gaze swept over Yang Xiao before returning to Pei Xuance.
But you need to think this through.
"Yellow Wind Demon King dies, that old bald donkey might not be willing to sit idly by. If he comes to Qingzhou again, how will you deal with him?"
A moment of tranquility descended upon the courtyard, as the steam from the teacups gradually dissipated.
Yang Xiao sat to the side without saying a word.
He had never heard of the name Lotus Flower Temple before, so he assumed it must be a Buddhist temple outside of Qingzhou.
The incident involving the Governor-General who died in Qingzhou, and the phrase "kill that little bald monk if you want" from his delirious ramblings, actually originated from Lotus Flower Temple.
One by one, the threads quietly connected in his heart.
At this moment, Pei Xuance narrowed his eyes, revealing a murderous intent within them.
"Then I will break through to the Dao Infant and reunite him with his disciples!"