The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

Dawn broke, piercing through the final darkness.

Outside Feiyun Pass, both armies retreated like the tide.

Xu Tiecheng threw down a helmet pierced by an arrow, still holding a head with a hideous face in one hand.

This was the leader of the Grassland Zhuoerg Department, a master of the True Core Realm. Relying on the Xuanyin Sword Energy within him, Xu Tiecheng had to strike eighteen blows before he could take this person's head.

"General Xu," his face covered in blood, Wang Yuehe, no longer the refined Confucian general, approached and said, "We fought all night, our army suffered over thirty thousand casualties. Although our sacrifice was significant, compared to the grassland side, we achieved a great victory."

"Is that so? It seems that last night's rash decision to press the whole army forward was indeed worthwhile," Xu Tiecheng replied with a weak smile.

They had initially planned only a raid last night, not a full attack. However, due to Jashu's delay in returning, the enemy was headless and chaos ensued on the grassland side. Seizing the opportunity, Xu Tiecheng and others promptly ordered a full charge.

With Water Ghosts and Firearms paving the way, the Northern Zhou army had advanced irresistibly, leaving a field littered with corpses. Had it not been for the timely response of the enemy's experts, the casualties might have been fewer.

At least half of these thirty thousand soldiers were slain by the enemy's experts.

"General Wang, what should we do next?" Xu Tiecheng asked.

With his face already ferocious from blood, Wang Yuehe added a hint of ruthlessness, "By order of Daoist Qingyu, massacre all tribes near the border, leave no survivors."

'The grassland people often raid the border, and there are many tribes stationed nearby. Daoist Qingyu is really ruthless,' Xu Tiecheng thought to himself.

If we massacre them all as commanded, at least tens of thousands of people will be killed.

"It's good this way, to annihilate these tribes lingering on the border; I see if the grassland people will still have the audacity to raid our borders," Xu Tiecheng said fiercely.

In fact, it was not often that the grassland people engaged in direct, major battles. Instead, their hit-and-run plunders inflicted severe hardships on the border civilians.

On the Northern side, unlike the Southern Border with its imposing Lianduan Mountain range—even with strongholds like Feiyun and Kuocang Passes—smaller detachments of grassland cavalry were difficult to block.

Though these cavalry units were few in number, they moved like the wind and typically fled after a raid, leaving the border soldiers greatly frustrated and eager to kill them swiftly.

Now, the opportunity had arrived.

"Hurry up, wipe them out within three days; Daoist Qingyu and the Great Princess won't stay at the border long," said Wang Yuehe.

"Let the Kuocang Pass garrison troops act in concert; they can wipe them out within two days," Xu Tiecheng replied with a fierce grin.

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Atop Feiyun Pass, Qingyu gazed at the Northern sky, seemingly observing an unknown entity.

"What are you watching?"

A cold voice came from behind, barely concealing a hint of curiosity.

"I'm observing the aura of the Golden Wolf Han Court," replied Qingyu, without turning his head.

"And what did you see?"

"I saw the departure of the Heavenly Wolf from the North."

"Heavenly Wolf?" Feng Mingxiao leisurely approached and likewise looked towards the Northern sky.

"The grassland people take the wolf as their totem, and the Heavenly Wolf represents the aura of the Han King of the Golden Wolf Han Court. I have seen the Heavenly Wolf's aura leave the grassland," Qingyu responded.

"Your Majesty, are you saying that the Golden Wolf Khan has left the grassland?" Feng Mingxiao could hardly conceal his astonishment.

Despite everything, there were still people who called Qing Yu a "Demon Path" practitioner, but no one considered him a mere charlatan sorcerer of the worldly society anymore.

Although few knew that his abilities as the Director of Imperial Observatory were among the top ten in the world, it did not prevent people from acknowledging him.

Since Qing Yu said that the Golden Wolf Khan had left the grassland, then the Khan must indeed have left the grassland.

"It is precisely because I discovered the departure of the Golden Wolf Khan that I initiated military action against the grassland. Otherwise, with our actions, the Golden Wolf Khan would not have been so tolerant," Daoist Qing Yu spoke.

To say nothing else, the death of He Fengsa alone was enough for the Golden Wolf Khan to act. Each Divinity Realm warrior was a top-tier combat force, and the death of one would deeply pain the leader of a power.

When Xin Wen passed away in the Great Zen Temple, Xinyuan Abbot immediately eliminated Dragon Tiger Mountain's Zhang Yuanlu to maintain balance, showing the importance and status of those in the Divinity Realm.

"Where has the Golden Wolf Khan gone then?" Feng Mingxiao muttered to himself.

"This, I do not know," Qing Yu replied, glancing westward.

In any case, the Golden Wolf Khan would not bring calamity to Northern Zhou, so Qing Yu did not bother to continue investigating.

However, he could not help but think, 'The Golden Wolf Khan went personally to the Western Regions; is he paying a visit to Cangsheng Sect or Nalanda Temple? It seems the Western Regions will also face turmoil. The Daqian Kingdom, flourishing just a moment ago in its three hundred-year reign, has suddenly fallen to its current plight. Oh, fate...'

Ji Province is troubled by the Blood Demon Sect, and Southern Border eyes aggressively. Now, even the Western Regions belonging to Daqian are starting to stir up trouble.

'If the Japanese also land from the East Sea at the same time, then there will be quite a spectacle...'

No matter how Qing Yu saw it, he felt Daqian had a doomed air about it. If not for the kingdom's fate being hard to scrutinize, Qing Yu might have calculated it directly.

"Great Princess, please stay with me at the border for a few more days to deter the Divinity Realm warriors of Beiyuan," Qing Yu said.

Hearing this, Feng Mingxiao simply nodded lightly and ignored Qing Yu, walking away gracefully.

Qing Yu watched her retreating exquisite figure, did not linger, and turned around to say, "Come out."

"Greetings, Daoist."

Covered in blood and with disheveled hair, Xu Tiecheng came up from the steps below, speaking respectfully.

"It seems you have reaped a great harvest, having claimed the lives of two True Pill Realm warriors."

Qing Yu slightly raised his hand, and a dark green sword snake emerged from Xu Tiecheng's body. The sword snake circled in the air for a while, opened its narrow and cold mouth, and spewed out two thin streams of blood.

Each of these blood streams represented the life of a True Pill Realm Martial Artist, condensed from their essence blood.

"This subordinate has slain one in battle, and the other was slain by General Wang," Xu Tiecheng reported with a bow.

"Wang Yuehe, hm? He indeed has talent but unfortunately, his heart isn't hardened enough; he still retains a bit of the benevolent spirit from Confucianism," Qing Yu said with some regret.

Wang Yuehe was also a talent from Mountain River Academy, capable of becoming a Core Scholar. However, since he was inclined towards the military and did not wish to cultivate "Vast Righteous Qi," he did not become a core successor of the Academy.

Having been in the military for many years, Wang Yuehe had also committed extensive killings, but he still retained a bit of compassion in his heart, thus he was unaware of the matters regarding the Bloodstain Formation.

'A talent, but unfortunately not fully utilized.'

Qing Yu shook his head in some regret and said, "Clean up the tribes along the border as soon as possible; I am becoming impatient."

Before the Golden Wolf Khan returned to the grassland, Qing Yu intended to accomplish the goals of this mission.