Nuclear-powered Sword Immortal
Chapter 385 - 382: Purge

Chapter 385: Chapter 382: Purge

Long before Gu Jinlai was crowned as the King of Tian Nan, he had already devised a plan to attack Yan State.

Moreover, since only the Black and White Sand Sea separated the Purgatory Sect, the Netherworld Sect, and Yan State, they similarly understood the Thirty-Six Tribes of Yan State.

Thus, Gu Jinlai was not entirely ignorant about the four Yan States of the southeast, northwest.

The area of the four Yan States, compared to the Four Great Mu States, was not inferior, and combined, Star State, Jiangzhou State, Yellow State, and Red State, amounted to less than the four great Yan States.

This area belonged to Jialou Divine Mountain over a hundred years ago and was ruled by this massive power.

However, with the Daqian Dynasty rising strongly two hundred years ago after acquiring the relics of the Holy Sanctuary, not to mention Devas and Saints, the Emperor Master Tai A was an Earthly True Immortal level existence.

This power, which was originally strong enough to be a serious threat to the heart of the Daqian Dynasty, was swept away by Emperor Master Tai A with overwhelming force.

Although Jialou Divine Mountain was destroyed, that Saint known as Divine Lord attempted to tie his fate with Emperor Master Tai A in a ’jade and stone burn together’ manner, using a method similar to the Taiping Heavenly Book to draw the lucky Qi of Yan State.

Although still easily killed by Tai A wielding the Divine Weapon Bright, he had left Yan State in a disastrous state.

Because of the exhaustion of lucky Qi, during that period, the four great Yan States suffered countless natural and man-made disasters, and the Daqian Dynasty simply could not manage the relief efforts, letting Yan State fend for itself.

Latterly, during the chaos of Emperor Tianji, the Daqian Dynasty was unable to attend to the four great Yan States, resulting in the thirty-six tribe structure of the region.

Some Primordial Spirits True Monarchs who survived the great battle of Yan State established thirty-six forces, spread across the four territories of Yan State.

To this day, it has been a century.

The older generation of Primordial Spirit True Monarchs has passed away, and due to the severe depletion of Yan State’s lucky Qi, which has not recovered in a hundred years, the land is extremely barren. No new Primordial Spirit True Monarchs have emerged, and the total number of Monarchs in the four great Yan States is just over a dozen.

Most of these Primordial Spirit True Monarchs are elderly and cannot suppress the vastness of Yan State; thus, numerous small and medium-sized city-states have risen, and the thirty-six parts have evolved into a hundred and eight parts, with a tendency to further diversify into even more tribes.

...

At this moment, led by Gu Jinlai, Lu Zhanxian, Zhang Liefeng, Monarch You Quan, Three-Life True Monarch, and Monarch Wu You, along with a dozen others, plus a thousand war generals and elite martial artists, were crossing the Black and White Sand Sea at an extremely fast pace.

They carried not many military machines.

Just eight Mystic Bird Fighting Machines.

As for the Sword Heavy Cannon...

It was with the ten thousand Demon God Guards who were following them.

In the battlefield of Yan State, the eight Mystic Bird Fighting Machines would be more useful than any war spiritual artifact, including the Cheng Ying Mecha.

"Yan State is different from Jiangzhou, Star State, and Red State. There are hardly any cities, or rather, no large cities. The most central towns are the capitals of the four states,"

Monarch You Quan, who had dealt with the Thirty-Six Tribes of Yan State quite a bit, was explaining beside Gu Jinlai. "Due to the Daqian Dynasty not focusing much on Yan State, the four state capitals, which are East Yan City, West Yan City, South Yan City, and North Yan City, barely have a population over a million. Yes, not even one state capital has more than barely a million people. The reason lies in the barrenness of Yan State. The local resources are insufficient to support the formation of large cities, and nearly everyone lives scattered in tribes across the vast lands of Yan State."

The scenery of sparse population was taken to the extreme in Yan State.

"Due to the lack of resources, the infighting among the major parts of Yan State is also very severe. If the Palace Master seeks to prove his path, he might as well go directly to occupy the major parts of the four capitals,"

Lu Zhanxian commented quietly.

By this time, the reasons behind Gu Jinlai’s rectifying evil and promoting good had subtly spread among the higher-ups.

Setting an example for others to follow.

This was also a hobby conducive to the control of power.

And it was a way to ensure the normal operation of order.

Many cultivators, tired of the struggles over the years, were willing to strongly support their rulers having such inclinations.

Even the Primordial Spirit True Monarchs like Lu Zhanxian were no exception.

Being in high positions, at least they could ensure that as long as they did not commit actions that enraged both heaven and mankind, they needn’t worry about their own lives.

"I arrived in Yan State earlier to prevent those people who have committed great evils from escaping,"

Gu Jinlai said, suddenly looking up as if sensing something.

In the distance, it seemed that a group of over a hundred people were riding steeds, galloping swiftly.

"They are sand bandits,"

Zhang Liefeng quickly identified them. "This is the most common sight in Yan State, countless tribes that cannot survive transform their entire strong population into sand bandits, to plunder other tribes. Some sand bandits deliver the plundered goods to their own tribes, while some do it for their own enjoyment."

As he said this, he added, "Of course, they generally only dare to rob small tribes or tradesmen with little combat power."

Gu Jinlai took a distant look, faintly seeing a great deal of light red intertwined.

He then waved his hand.

Leng Tianfeng promptly led twenty of the Demon God Guards forward.

Those who were sand bandits were basically the strong men of a tribe.

In front of the hundred bandits, many had refined their bodies successfully, and the three leaders had even cultivated True Qi.

Unfortunately, such strength was trivial in front of Gu Jinlai’s weakest followers, who were at least war generals or had Great Demon bodies of the Demon God Guards, and barely worthy of mention.

Twenty men charged forward and effortlessly defeated the hundred.

A few who seemed to be leaders were brought before Gu Jinlai.

Gu Jinlai glanced at them, noting they all had light Red names, yet none had evolved to the level of Bright Red.

"Just a few at the Qi Refining Realm, this level of presence should not belong to any major bandit group."

Zhang Liefeng said, "Those large bandit groups not only include Hugging Pill stage cultivators, but there could even exist those in the Refining God Realm. Of course, such bandit groups often have the shadow of those large tribes behind them, or perhaps they are outright the dark manipulations of these tribes."

Gu Jinlai waved his hand and ordered the execution by Leng Tianfeng.

Subsequently, the group quickened their pace.

During their journey, they passed many tribes.

These tribes, large ones housed tens of thousands of people, while the smaller ones had less than a thousand.

However, whether large tribes or small, their names were distinctly biased towards Yellow or Red.

But they were all pale yellow, pale red.

Those who had karma thick as blood, he had only seen once in a town of sixty thousand people.

Since Gu Jinlai and his companions were few and all possessed at least a Middle Level Demon Body, their speed was extremely fast."

Within less than a day of entering West Yan State, they had already arrived in West Yan City, the capital of the state.

"West Yan City is occupied by the Divine Eagle Tribe, which survived from the Jialou Divine Mountain era and is led by a Primordial Spirit Monarch..."

Zhang Liefeng, who was more familiar with West Yan State, was speaking when a sword light suddenly came whistling towards them.

"It’s the Divine Eagle Tribe’s Primordial Spirit Monarch, Zhao Xiao."

Monarch You Quan made his presence known with a swipe.

This Primordial Spirit Monarch had swiftly revealed the dark red aura of his karma as soon as he arrived.

Indeed, a ruler who is good can be blessed with purple qi, but one who is evil can easily become utterly corrupt."

Zhao Xiao, sensing the arrival of a Primordial Spirit Monarch, came forth hastily; but when he saw Lu Zhanxian, Monarch You Quan, Zhang Liefeng, Three-Life True Monarch, and other Primordial Spirit Realm experts, he quickly changed his expression.

Upon noticing the Demon God Guards and Mystic Bird Fighting Machines, he swiftly guessed Gu Jinlai’s identity and hurriedly bowed from a distance with a smile plastered across his face, "Palace Master Gu’s grand presence honors the Divine Eagle Tribe...we are flattered by your visit..."

"Come down and talk."

Lu Zhanxian commanded.

Zhao Xiao, a Primordial Spirit Monarch who had survived for over a hundred years and was now over a hundred and sixty years old, was older than Lu Zhanxian.

Yet, facing this once famed one of the top ten experts of the Demon Path, he dared not show the slightest defiance and quickly descended, respectfully saluting: "Greetings to Palace Master Gu, greetings to Monarch Lu, Monarch Zhang..."

Having finished, he smiled broadly and said, "The Divine Eagle Tribe has long been willing to submit to Lingxiao Palace. Now that the Palace Master himself is here, our whole tribe is lit with honor..."

"If you want to submit to Lingxiao Palace, you must let us know the true mettle of your Divine Eagle Tribe. Gather all your cultivators above the Gang Condensation Realm for our review."

Lu Zhanxian stepped forward, speaking for Gu Jinlai.

Zhao Xiao thought Gu Jinlai wanted to gauge the strength of the Divine Eagle Tribe to decide whether to accept them; he joyfully responded, "Please be assured, Monarch Lu, our Divine Eagle Tribe governs West Yan City, and is absolutely among the top three large tribes in the Four Yan States. Aside from myself, there are nine at Divinity Transformation, twenty-four Refining God Immortals, and over a thousand masters at Hugging Pill, Gang Condensation, and Qi Refining Realms. We will not disappoint Palace Master Gu."

He gestured, and soon led the group into West Yan City.

As for the so-called rule about not bringing weapons into West Yan City, no one mentioned it.

After all, with the power of Lingxiao Palace that Gu Jinlai brought with him, sweeping through West Yan City wouldn’t take much effort.

Quickly, Zhao Xiao, eagerly trying to impress, had already summoned the elite of the Divine Eagle Tribe. Divine Transformation, Refining God, Hugging Pill, Gang Condensation experts arrived one after another at the plaza outside the State Lord Mansion, numbering in the three to four hundreds.

Gu Jinlai’s gaze swept over them one by one.

The dire environment led large tribes to oppress ordinary tribes severely; naturally, many were stained with fresh blood.

Although related to their environment, this was no excuse for their indiscriminate killing.

Gu Jinlai pointed out forty-three individuals.

And instructed the others to disperse.

At this moment, Zhao Xiao, realizing something from the forty-three individuals Gu Jinlai had selected, spoke with a tense expression, "Palace Master Gu, our Divine Eagle Tribe sincerely wishes to serve Lingxiao Palace..."

"Since you wish to serve Lingxiao Palace, you certainly know our palace’s rules—good and evil will be rewarded, and the Wheel of Heavenly Dao turns. Previously, some could redeem their sins by going to Mu State to exterminate demons, but now...the battle in Mu State has ended."

Gu Jinlai looked calmly at Zhao Xiao.

"Palace Master, we..."

A bitter expression crossed Zhao Xiao’s face.

The next moment, he erupted, using Primordial Spirit Sword Control, transforming into a stunning streak of light, rushing towards the sky at top speed.

To this, Gu Jinlai and his team remained expressionless.

However, a Mystic Bird Fighting Machine that was quietly brought out was quickly activated, rising in suspension, its engine ejecting dazzling blue flames, pursuing Zhao Xiao at high speed.

Soon, the roar of the electromagnetic cannon and the screams of a dying Primordial Spirit Monarch echoed from miles away.

"Spread out from West Yan City at the center," Gu Jinlai instructed, turning to Lu Zhanxian, Monarch You Quan, and Zhang Liefeng, "Each of you take two hundred men to East Yan State, South Yan State, North Yan State respectively. I will dispatch two Mystic Bird Fighting Machines to follow you."

His gaze swept past everyone, his expression turning steely, "Lingxiao Palace is willing to accept Yan State, but it must be a clean Yan State."