Chapter 414
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Chapter 414: The Fate of a Qiao Family Member Is Still Fate (2)
"Will Senior Qiao personally go to Xuantian Sect?" asked Wang Songhe.
"Indeed," Qiao Mu glanced at him.
"I’ve heard about the situation from the clan members as well."
"Are you, as the Medicine Man of Xuantian Sect, trying to stop me?"
"Don’t forget, if there are still cultivators alive in Xuantian Sect, you might just be a human-shaped herb at their mercy."
"I wouldn’t dare to stop Senior Qiao’s intentions, but I do have some suggestions," Wang Songhe smiled.
"Go on."
At that moment, the sound of galloping hooves filled the air, growing louder and nearer.
A large group of people on horseback gathered, surrounding the ruins of this Daoist temple.
The soldiers on this horse are clearly under the command of the South King, they are skilled and have good martial arts.
But neither Qiao Mu nor Elder Cangyang paid much attention.
The soldiers under the South King’s command are well-trained and have high martial arts skills.
Even the 100,000 elite soldiers of the former Great Yan Imperial Court were buried in the desert. In today’s battlefield, mortal soldiers are of limited use.
Wang Songhe solemnly said, "Attacking the Xuantian Sect is not just Senior Qiao’s business, nor is it just the Qiao family’s business. It concerns the people and military of Nan Province, and it is a major event for the world."
"Therefore, Senior Qiao should not go alone, we should go together."
Qiao Mu turned his head and silently locked eyes with Wang Songhe, showing a hint of surprise.
Wang Songhe’s gaze was calm, clearly not joking.
As soon as these words were spoken, Li Changshi and others in the audience immediately showed their agreement.
"Good," said Li Changshi.
"This is the second Inhuman War in forty years. We cannot just stand by and watch the Qiao family members fight the enemy and reap the benefits."
Without saying much, they quickly tended to their wounds and prepared for another battle.
"Are you serious?" asked Qiao Mu calmly.
"I have already defeated the leader of Xuantian Sect, but their sect’s stronghold is not an easy place to invade."
"Since you call this the Inhuman War, you should also know that fighting can lead to deaths."
Upon hearing this, Li Changshi solemnly spoke up.
"Even Qiao family members can die.
"The fate of the Qiao family members is also fate."
As soon as the words fell, the ruins battlefield became much quieter.
Now it was Qiao Mu’s turn to be silent. He didn’t speak for a while before finally saying:
"This… is different."
"Besides, the men of my Qiao family are strong, and I am stronger than all of you. If I handle this matter, I can do better than you all and reduce the number of people sacrificed. What’s wrong with that?"
"You are only feeling ashamed because you are just watching from the sidelines, but isn’t that better than foolishly entering the battlefield and losing your lives?" Qiao Mu said.
Upon hearing this, the three hundred Immortal Slaying Army soldiers were fine, as they were all experienced veterans.
However, the soldiers behind South King started to stir slightly, indicating that some were wavering.
"Senior Qiao," Wang Songhe spoke at this moment.
"In terms of martial arts, in terms of strength, I am not as good as the seniors. The members of the Qiao family have always been brave warriors generation after generation, which is admirable."
"But Senior Qiao was wrong about this."
Qiao Mu calmly met his gaze, showing no signs of anger or strong emotions, just waiting for what would happen next.
"I, Wang Songhe, am not talented. In the past few decades since retiring from my official position, I have only achieved two things."
Wang Songhe spoke slowly.
Instead of immediately answering Qiao Mu’s question, he started talking about the past.
"Firstly, I practiced cultivation. But the path to immortality was difficult and full of challenges. In the end, I became a Medicine Man of the Xuantian Sect, with far less power than Senior Qiao, often relying on him for help," Wang Songhe said with a bitter smile.
"As for the second thing…" his expression turned more serious as he continued.
"In the beginning, I secluded myself in the mountains of Southwest Province. Later, I led a group of mountain people into a ‘Black Mountain,’ providing them shelter and safety, turning them into hermit mountain dwellers away from the world."
"After that, I went to Nan Province and proclaimed myself a mountain bandit in the mountains of Nan Province, determined to overcome the great mountains…"
"In the past year or two, I have become the South King supported by Immortal Gate, gathering knowledgeable people to rise up and lead a rebellion against Immortal Gate."
"All these things are actually one thing."
What Wang Songhe is doing is actually one thing, and it is progressing step by step.
At first, he led the mountain people into the mountains for refuge, then he led the mountain people of Nan Province to become bandits, and later he formed a rebel army…
"After years of cultivating the immortal path, Wang Songhe finally realized the vast difference between immortal and mortal, like clouds and mud." Wang Songhe said in a hesitant voice:
"So what I am doing is actually trying to attract knowledgeable people, encouraging ordinary people to take up arms and have the spirit of resistance."
"The difference between immortals and mortals is like night and day, so I believe that if this conviction persists, there may be hope for a counterattack in future generations…"
Wang Songhe paused, then continued:
"I believe it is important to involve common people, military personnel, and knowledgeable individuals in the fight against immortals."
Qiao Mu stayed quiet and listened carefully.
"The top martial artists in the world are those who have strong spirits and hearts as tough as iron," Wang Songhe continued.
"Many martial artists from the Qiao family are among them. They dedicate themselves to fighting evil but do not seek help from others, trusting only in their own strength…"
"From Senior Qiao’s perspective, it is best and most effective for Senior Qiao to handle this matter and bear the danger."
"But us ordinary people… must we only seek help and assistance from others?"
"Forgive me for being straightforward…" Wang Songhe paused, then said solemnly:
"Today, Jiu Province needs a hero with compassion for the people, a savior, or perhaps a group of heroes?"
"As for the ordinary people of Jiu Province, they only need to wait at home quietly, praying for the Qiao family members to bring victory, just as people in the past prayed to gods with incense."
Qiao Mu looked up at Wang Songhe, who met his gaze calmly, facing immense pressure without looking away.
"That is quite impressive," Qiao Mu said calmly.
"It seems like you have more to say. Why hold back now? Just say it all," he urged.
After a long moment of contemplation, Wang Songhe finally spoke up.
"Members of the Qiao family, too, will pass away."
Li Changshi, Hai Siyuan, and others nodded silently, having witnessed the deaths of many Qiao family members before.
Wang Songhe’s past experiences had left him constantly feeling a strong sense of danger and insecurity.
The Qiao family was both powerful and mysterious, constant through generations. Sometimes, people overlooked the fact that they were just a mortal family, with a limited lifespan no matter how prosperous.
Therefore, Wang Songhe always had a doubt in his mind:
What if one day, all the Qiao family members were to die out… or if the Qiao family members with ambitious goals or a willingness to sacrifice themselves were to perish?
When that time came, with no more Qiao family members charging ahead, will the entire Jiu Province surrender without a fight?
Qiao Mu stayed silent for a long time, finally understanding the hidden message Wang Songhe didn’t fully express.
Their ideas and beliefs were actually opposite.
Qiao Mu thought about the simplest and most effective choice with the least sacrifice.
Wang Songhe, on the other hand, was considering
He looked at Wang Songhe and the others in front of him, and finally showed a slight change in his usually unreadable eyes.
"You have a point. Let’s go together then," Qiao Mu changed his mind.
"Just don’t blame me if there’s bloodshed."
The old soldiers of the Immortal Slaying Army chuckled when they heard this.
Wang Songhe then let out a sigh of relief and solemnly said:
"So, is this matter settled like this?"
"Yes," Qiao Mu nodded.
"Regroup, unite your soldiers, along with the three hundred Immortal Slaying Army, and other knowledgeable individuals…."
"Follow me… no, fight with me, to the Xuantian Sect sect."
Li Changshi and the old soldiers all answered in unison. On the ruins of the Taoist temple, they quickly bandaged their wounds and prepared their belongings.
Meanwhile, Qiao Mu quietly watched this scene unfold, absentmindedly rubbing the fluffy head of the fat cat in his arms, his eyes showing slight emotion.
In his two thousand five hundred years of Long Life Dream, he naturally had seen these people in his dreams and had sparred with the three hundred Immortal Slaying Army multiple times.
However, the people in his dreams were never real.
It’s like a person playing rock-paper-scissors with themselves, it looks good on the surface but it’s actually a one-man show.
In Wang Songhe’s dream, he wouldn’t confront him face to face and express opposing views.
"I see." Qiao Mu muttered to himself.
"It looks like I have really returned to the human world."
