Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Xueling nodded calmly and said, "That's right. After all, the conflict started because of Xue Da and the others. As the chief, I naturally have to come and take a look, but it seems that the general has already settled it?"    

    

"Haha, you are wrong about that. The conflict was not resolved by me, but by Yang Xuan that kid..." Zhou Fengmiao smiled and told the whole story.    

    

After Xueling heard it, he could not help but nod his head. He praised Yang Xuan. "Not bad. General's disciple is really good! Not only was he talented and powerful, but he also had excellent moral character. After this, Qi Yulong would owe Yang Xuan a favor for this matter."    

    

"Not only that, Qi Yulong is a famous general in Profound Gate Pass. His battle with Qi Yulong... It could be considered that Yang Xuan's reputation had been completely spread out." Speaking up to this point, Zhou Fengmiao's tone paused for a moment, as if he had a deeper meaning. "This will also make it easier for Yang Xuan to develop in the military in the future."    

    

" Oh? Could it be that the general has decided to hand over the Carduus Army..."    

    

" That depends on Yang Xuan's performance in this mission. After all, the Carduus Army is a trump card of the Tiger Army. "    

    

Zhou Fengmiao and Xueling were discussing the major military matters. They did not avoid Yuwen Jian, who was on the side. However, Yuwen Jian still had a serious expression on his face, as if he did not hear their conversation at all.    

    

Because he was afraid that Xue Da and the others would not be able to control their anger, Yang Xuan had asked Xue Zhan to send them back before heading to Zhou Fengmiao's tent. On the way back, there were only Yang Xuan and Yuh Qingcheng.    

    

Zhou Fengmiao's words of lover were really lethal, even though they were far away from the tent. Yang Xuan saw it. He only felt that the beauty in front of him had an inexplicable charm at this moment. Even her heartbeat sped up a little.    

    

Perhaps because she sensed Yang Xuan's hot gaze, Yuh Qingcheng's face became even redder. She lowered her head deeply and almost buried her head in front of her chest.    

    

"Cough cough." Yang Xuan finally came back to his senses and coughed a few times in embarrassment. In order to break this subtle atmosphere, he changed the topic, "There are two more days to carry out the mission. I don't know if it will go smoothly this time."    

    

After Yang Xuan's hot gaze shifted away, Yuh Qingcheng also heaved a sigh of relief. However, for some reason, she felt a little disappointed in her heart.    

    

Pui!    

    

Yuh Qingcheng fiercely spat on herself in her heart. She raised her head and pretended as if nothing had happened. She smiled and said, "With this young lady's help, everything will definitely go smoothly for a fool like you."    

    

"I hope so." Yang Xuan sighed. He was not as optimistic as Yuh Qingcheng. Those spies had been in the pass for so long. They had been deeply rooted. How could it be so easy to find them? Not to mention getting rid of them.    

    

If it was really that simple, Zhou Fengmiao would have sent people to do it a long time ago. Did he need to wait until today?    

    

Furthermore...    

    

What Yang Xuan was most worried about was not the spies of Barbarian Clan, but his own people in Guan Zhong.    

    

No matter how the enemy tried to disguise themselves, there would always be a flaw. However, if the people in the pass were also involved in the information transmission... If the people who colluded with the Barbarian Clan were not just ordinary people who were tempted by benefits, how could they be differentiated? If so, how could they be further apart? If they were to collude with the Barbarian Clan, it would not only be ordinary people who were tempted by benefits. If they were from the wealthy families, the government, or even the army...    

    

Yang Xuan did not want to think that way, but Zhou Fengmiao's arrangement made Yang Xuan have doubts in this aspect.    

    

The task of eliminating the spies, which should have been handled by the local snake who was familiar with the situation inside the pass, was assigned to Yang Xuan, who was an outsider without any foundation. The subordinates sent to Yang Xuan were not restricted by any party, and were only responsible for Zhou Fengmiao himself. Was this really just a coincidence?    

    

"Idiot..."    

    

"Idiot? What happened to you?"    

    

A shadow suddenly flashed across Yang Xuan's eyes as he was deep in thought. When he came back to his senses, he found Yuh Qingcheng putting down her small hands and looking at him with a worried look.    

    

Yang Xuan hurriedly smiled and indicated that Yuh Qingcheng did not need to worry. "It's nothing. I just thought about the battle with Qi Yulong and had some insights. I was just distracted for a moment."    

    

"Is that so?" Yuh Qingcheng's beautiful eyes were full of doubt. She obviously did not believe Yang Xuan's words.    

    

"That's right!" Yang Xuan pretended to be calm.    

    

"Forget it!" After staring at Yang Xuan for a long time, Yuh Qingcheng suddenly gave up pursuing the matter. She smiled and said, "Do you have time next? Can you accompany me to a place?"    

    

"Where to?" Looking at Yuh Qingcheng's bright smile, Yang Xuan suddenly had a bad feeling.    

    

Four hours later.    

    

"Qingcheng, you, you..."    

    

"What happened to me?" Yuh Qingcheng had her hands behind her back as she bounced around. She looked at Yang Xuan playfully.    

    

"You, you are so awesome." Yang Xuan touched the spirit ticket that had shrunk by more than half in his arms. He wanted to cry but had no tears.    

    

As expected, the ominous premonition had turned into reality. Due to the huge space inside Yang Xuan's Spirit Pagoda, Yuh Qingcheng, who was no longer worried about the storage space, finally dragged Yang Xuan to the market and started a huge shopping spree for four hours.    

    

After four hours of bloody battles, while filling up the storage space of the Spirit Pagoda, it had also successfully shrunk Yang Xuan's spirit ticket by more than half, causing Yang Xuan's heart to ache.    

    

However, seeing the young girl's happy smile, Yang Xuan felt that this was also not bad.    

    

"Get lost! What kind of place do you think this is!? Get out of here!"    

    

Just as Yang Xuan was feeling a little emotional, there was a faint sound of beating and scolding coming from the corner of the street.    

    

"Eh? What happened? Idiot, let's go and take a look." Yuh Qingcheng curiously stood on her tiptoes and looked around the corner, but she could not see anything through the heavy crowd. She simply pulled Yang Xuan over.    

    

Yang Xuan was also a little curious, so he simply followed the girl's instructions and went over to take a look.    

    

There were a lot of people watching, so Yang Xuan simply used a little bit of force and brought Yuh Qingcheng to the front.    

    

In the open space, a bailiff in a class uniform was driving a young woman whose clothes were full of patches. Next to the woman were two children who were about five or six years old. They seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of them, and the two children were constantly crying.    

    

The surrounding people discussed animatedly, but no one took a step forward.    

    

"Stop!" Before Yang Xuan could speak, Yuh Qingcheng could no longer hold herself back. She used the Spirit Aura to pull through the air, and the middle-aged bailiff was pulled back and fell onto the ground.    

    

The woman was also shocked by this sudden change of events. After she reacted, she did not bother to thank him and quickly picked up the crying child to comfort him gently.    

    

Following the woman's actions, the burlap bag that the woman hung on her waist that was about the size of a human head revealed a crack. Through the crack, Yang Xuan actually saw white fine rice!    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes. He looked at the woman's clothes, which were full of patches, and the vegetable color on her face. Then he looked at the fine rice at the woman's waist and seemed to be lost in thought.    

    

One. A woman who came from a poor family and could not even afford to eat, how could she have precious fine rice that only rich and powerful families could afford to eat?