The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

Beneath Feiyun Pass, in the subterranean cavern, Qing Yu stood with sword in hand, his Divine Thought flowing to the Greedy Wolf Sword. Relying on his connection to the Greedy Wolf Star Lord, he searched for Jashu's body, alive or dead.

After a moment, Qing Yu opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Nothing? It seems someone has rescued him."

The commanding general was in the Central Army, in the very center of the grand forces. Qing Yu had released the Hidden Dragon previously based solely on the faint connection between the Greedy Wolf Sword and Jashu.

Logically speaking, if it weren't for the Xuanyin Twelve Swords, even Qing Yu himself at the epicenter of the Hidden Dragon's strike would have either died or been severely injured.

As the target of Qing Yu's Hidden Dragon release, Jashu should have been the main recipient of its devastating power.

However, now Qing Yu couldn't sense even a trace of Jashu. Even if it were a corpse, the Greedy Wolf Sword should be able to detect it.

"Zhuge Longsu seems to be in a standoff with a being from the Divinity Realm. So the one who rescued Jashu must be the second Divinity environmental from the grassland side, or perhaps..."

"A person sent by a third-party power."

If it were a Divinity environmental from the grassland side, under circumstances where the first one had been intercepted by Zhuge Longsu, they would intervene forcefully in the war, yet they would still face the attack of the Hidden Dragon.

At worst, they would merely retreat, which is always preferable to the total annihilation of an army of one hundred twenty thousand.

Therefore, Qing Yu was more inclined to believe that the Divinity who rescued Jashu was from a third-party power.

And this third-party power, nine times out of ten, was associated with the mysterious person who arranged the Killing, Breaking, and Wolf Three Stars.

"The plot thickens," Qing Yu mused impassively as he closed his eyes. "However, it's enough that Northern Zhou has won this battle."

"Ding, host has killed innumerous enemies, more than one hundred thousand such lives, and thus is specially awarded thirty thousand Villain Points." The system notification rang as expected.

However, the points were not from the anticipated slaughter of enemies but rather because the number of lives he had personally ended had exceeded one hundred thousand.

A bit off the mark, but the result was more pleasing.

Initially, Qing Yu had estimated he might earn at most ten to twenty thousand Villain Points. Now, with a different outcome, he gained even more Villain Points.

With the prior twenty-five thousand from refining Water Ghosts, along with periodically earned Villain Points, Qing Yu now had a total of sixty-four thousand Villain Points – sufficient for six attempts at a high-level lucky draw.

"I should save the Villain Points for now. There's nothing I need at the moment," Qing Yu reckoned.

Currently, Qing Yu lacked neither resources nor Martial Arts, what he needed was to transform potential into strength. If he used the high-level lucky draw now, the items he would get ranged from Four Stars to Five and a half stars.

But if he waited until he became a warrior of the Divinity Realm, Four-star items would be removed from the draw, guaranteeing only Five-star items at the minimum.

"With this battle concluded, I should find time to begin my seclusion."

...

Watching the slowly retreating remnants of the grassland army, Xu Tiecheng's face showed a tinge of regret, "Pity, it really is a pity. If only we could have taken Zhan Ermu's life and those of a few True Pill Realm experts, the border would be far more peaceful in the future."

"There's nothing to be done, the Han Court of the Golden Wolf Han Court's Divinity Realm loomed in the sky. If we truly aimed to take the lives of Zhan Ermu and the others, we would have pushed the enemy to desperation."

Qing Yu's figure silently appeared beside Xu Tiecheng, speaking lightly.

"If we really push the enemy into a corner and they start a massacre, Xu Tiecheng and Gu Chen and the others would have a hard time surviving. The unspoken rule that those in the Divinity Realm must not interfere in wars is just that—a rule, not a shackle that binds the warriors of the Divinity Realm."

"If it really comes to a 'lose-lose' situation, the ones suffering the greatest losses would still be Northern Zhou, as the current victor."

At this moment, in the distant sky, after seeing the defeated grassland soldiers leave, He Fengsa also turned and flew away.

And Zhuge Longsu, without coming down to exchange even a few words with Qing Yu, left directly.

Perhaps, in his view, Qingyu must harbor resentment towards him right now. Because of this great battle, only a part of the soldiers at Feiyun Pass lost their lives to the polluted stream because of bad luck, while the rest were at most injured.

In terms of overall casualties, they were exceedingly rare, and can be said to be the least losses Northern Zhou has seen in three hundred years. This great victory was enough to lift Qing Yu to the position of State Preceptor.

But then Mountain River Academy meddled, and the position of State Preceptor flew away. If you said there was no resentment, Zhuge Longsu would absolutely not believe it.

However, even if Qing Yu did hold resentment, that would be good. With resentment, he would unconsciously displace his anger onto His Majesty the Emperor. After all, humans are creatures that easily displace their anger.

In that case, over time, the gap between Qing Yu and the Emperor would gradually widen, eventually leading to a rift between the two, walking down separate paths.

Of course, all these were the thoughts of Zhuge Longsu. In reality, these events would absolutely not happen.

No matter how much Zhuge Longsu racked his brain, he would never imagine that someone would have the audacity to control the Emperor. With Feng Jiwu and Qingyu completely on the same page, any strategies of division would lose their purpose.

"Gu Chen, leave some people to refine the Water Corpses, the rest can return to the Divine Capital with this poor Daoist. Those monks are now preoccupied with their own troubles and can't bother with you," Qing Yu said.

Upon hearing this, Gu Chen happily said, "Thank you, Daoist Qingyu."

Staying at Feiyun Pass was only a last resort, and the Divine Capital was clearly the preferred destination. There, whether for studying various subjects or practicing Martial Arts, there were ample resources.

With the Buddha-like presence of Qing Yu, Gu Chen and the others' lives in the Divine Capital would surely be comfortable.

Then, Qing Yu turned to Xu Tiecheng and said, "After this year's severe drought, the grassland people will definitely take precautions against their water supply being stolen, so the Hidden Dragon will be of no use."

The Shamanism of the grasslands believed in the spirits of all things and were experts at manipulating the elements of nature. The secret siphoning of the water supply of the Northern Land this time was unforeseen by Shamanism, and trying to steal it again next time would be impossible.

If the water from the grasslands couldn't be stolen, they certainly couldn't just rely on their own water supply, thus the Hidden Dragon fundamentally lost its purpose.

Eventually, the Hidden Dragon belongs to the sea; its deployment inland was too great.

"Moreover, after today's battle, there will surely be many coveting the Hidden Dragon, so there will be no shortage of spies in the future. Therefore, I've decided to destroy the Hidden Dragon underground," Qing Yu continued.

"This..." Xu Tiecheng hesitated, "Daoist, is there really no other way?"

Any general would love to have a weapon like the Hidden Dragon, which could deter the grassland people from invading.

But what Qing Yu said was also true—without a water source, the Hidden Dragon couldn't exert its power. Moreover, with such a huge hole of several hundred meters on the other side, even if one wanted to guard against those coveting it, it would be difficult. The coveters could simply enter through the big hole blasted by the Hidden Dragon and follow the vines to find the hub.

Xu Tiecheng was not a fool; naturally, he too had thought of this reason. His question was more in hope that Qing Yu would have another method.

"There is none," Qing Yu affirmed with a shake of his head.

"Then let's destroy it," Xu Tiecheng said, though reluctantly and regrettably, he ultimately gave up on the Hidden Dragon.

A Hidden Dragon that could not exert its power was not a weapon but a calamity; destruction was the best choice.