Banshee Family Training Record

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In fact, Yun Chu'an also felt that if she hadn't been constantly hampered and had a large family to support, she would never have been so humble.

Her opinion was rejected, and Sheng Linglong's cheeks puffed out, somewhat annoyed. She kicked him lightly again, but didn't say anything more, waiting quietly for his reply.

Yun Chu'an continued, "Since there are no such worries, Fellow Daoist Bai, we are friends. Your family is facing such a predicament, so I, Yun, will naturally step forward to help!"

These words were like the arrival of spring. Bai Suwan couldn't help but smile with excitement, nodding repeatedly and saying, "Thank you, thank you so much, Fellow Daoist Yun!"

Her gaze softened as she looked at him, feeling fortunate that she had made the right bet.

A person who can maintain excellent relationships with the Qingyun Sect, the Buddhist sect, and the Jin Kingdom's royal family simultaneously must not only be a kind-hearted and powerful cultivator, but more importantly, he must be a man of foresight and magnanimity. (The remaining text appears to be gibberish and unrelated.)

He will most likely not discriminate against demon cultivators like other aristocratic families, and will help him, giving his children who are not yet grown up a chance to catch their breath.

Bai Suwan breathed heavily, her loose white gauze dress heaving with her chest. Yun Chu'an smiled and nodded slightly, saying to her, "Then, Fellow Daoist Bai, please go and pack your things. We'll be returning to the front lines early tomorrow morning, and I'll introduce you to Lord Lian Zhuguo then."

Bai Suwan stood up, thanked them again, and then left.

Yun Chu'an and Sheng Linglong rose to see him off, escorting him to the door before Bai Suwan gracefully departed. The two closed the door and returned, walking down the corridor back into the bedroom. Suddenly, Sheng Linglong raised her foot and lightly kicked him: "Ouch!"

Yun Chu'an turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Linglong suddenly puffed out her cheeks: "I'm suddenly starting to wonder, why don't you take advantage of her family's value? Could it be that you like her?"

She had a reasonable suspicion, after all, from her perspective, Bai Suwan was beautiful, had a good figure, was quite capable, had considerable wealth, and had never been married.

Most importantly, this stunningly beautiful woman now needs his help. Aside from being a snake demon, she is practically perfect. Sheng Linglong even suspects that if Yun Chuan simply beckoned, she would throw herself into his arms.

She had such doubts, and Yun Chu'an was both amused and exasperated. He spread his hands and said, "No, Linglong, what are you thinking? How could such a thing happen... Fellow Daoist Bai is all alone, managing her family under such difficult circumstances. I only have respect for her and absolutely no thoughts like that."

This is the truth. The other party already has a family, and she doesn't have any good feelings towards him. The system hasn't issued a task to win over Bai Suwan yet, which means that even if this woman needs his help and owes him a favor, she is quite shrewd and has a very strong sense of self-preservation. It's impossible for her to fall in love with someone so quickly. Chapter 605 Yellow River Dragon Son, Jiang Congqian and Yun Chuan naturally didn't have any hope for this either. He was mostly wary of and using Bai Suwan. Therefore, when Sheng Linglong expressed her suspicions, he simply shrugged: "Really, Linglong, you're too suspicious. I'm not the kind of fickle, promiscuous man you think I am."

If he were to say this to Hua Caiyan or Zhu Yunqing, they would either pounce on him, cursing him for being shameless and biting him, or roll their eyes at him with utter disgust.

Unfortunately, Sheng Linglong was unaware of so many inside details; in her eyes, the situation seemed to be exactly as described.

Even Yun Chu'an, this loyal and honest man, only cheated once, apparently because he had used every means to force her into marriage...

Finally, she had no choice but to lower her head, puffing out her cheeks, unwilling yet forced to admit defeat: "Fine, I know, I just... can't stand seeing you and that snake demon getting along so well..."

She muttered to herself that after they actually had an intimate relationship, this princess, who had always been generous and open-minded, had actually started to get jealous out of nowhere.

Yun Chu'an gave a wry smile, stepped forward to stroke her hair, and said softly, "Don't worry, that's impossible."

After careful consideration, Sheng Linglong realized that the other party was, after all, a snake demon. Humans and demons are different, so no matter how beautiful she was, Yun Chuan probably wouldn't be moved.

After thinking about it several times, she finally calmed down and stopped being jealous. Instead, a smile appeared on her lips. She pushed him down onto the bed and climbed on top of him herself, saying, "She interrupted us just now. Let's start over."

Yun Chu'an smiled, kissed her forehead, rolled over and pinned her down, and personally undressed her.

Melodious moans began to echo throughout the room.

The next day, early in the morning.

Yun Chuan and Sheng Linglong got up early and went out. They saw Bai Suwan waiting with several young men and women who looked uneasy.

He used his "qi-observation technique" to scan them and immediately determined that these people were all snake demons of the White Snake clan, and each of them was exceptionally talented. The oldest of them was no more than forty years old, and they were all at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, given time, he will surely achieve great things.

He knew these were the young talents of the White Snake clan, so he didn't say much, just nodded slightly, then turned and took off to lead the way.

Sheng Linglong and Bai Suwan also took off together, and several young snake demons followed, speeding all the way.

They couldn't fly as fast as true Golden Core cultivators, so Yun Chu'an deliberately slowed down midway to wait for them.

Even so, they returned to the front line safely half an hour later. This vast desert had only a few oases that could serve as places to set up camp.

However, the locations of these oases secretly conceal a mystery, as they communicate with each other to form a vast magic array stretching for thousands of miles, monitoring everything on this border.

After all, cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage inherently possess the ability to move mountains and fill seas, and to reshape the world. This desert is no exception; every oasis, every node of spiritual energy, and every key location within it has actually been deliberately modified and adjusted by the Nascent Soul stage monsters.

All of this is done to maximize their own interests.

Yun Chu'an and his group landed here, and as soon as they touched down, they heard a voice from afar: "You are Yun Chu'an?"

His expression shifted, and he turned his head to look. He saw a handsome young man with dragon horns on his head and a face like jade walking slowly towards him, dressed in a yellow fitted outfit.

He emanated spiritual energy fluctuations typical of the mid-stage Golden Core realm, and behind him followed several cultivators who were clearly from the river shrimp or river crab clans in human form. Yun Chu'an's expression shifted, and he immediately guessed their identities.

Yellow River Dragon Son.

He had anticipated this. After all, he had used "Three Thousand Springs" in front of so many people that day; surely some of them recognized its power, and the news would inevitably reach the ears of the Dragon Clan, making it impossible to keep it a secret.

Looking at the man walking towards him, Yun Chu'an sighed inwardly. "Dragon Son of the Wei River, my good brother, it's not that I didn't want to keep it from you, it's just that the situation was urgent, and I had no better choice." (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the previous sentences.)

He silently muttered a few words to himself, then composed himself and said frankly, "That is me. May I ask who you are?"

The man in front of him squinted, seemingly scrutinizing him cautiously.

"Yellow River Dragon Son, Jiang Congqian." He announced loudly. Although he looked so high and mighty, it was impossible to tell that he had any connection with "Congqian". "I heard that your thunder magic is unpredictable. One day, you were able to take the head of the enemy general amidst thousands of troops and cause the Qin army to suffer a great defeat. It is truly admirable."

Yun Chu'an cupped his hands in humility and said, "Thanks to the fearless courage of my colleagues, I was fortunate enough to seize that one and only opportunity. I am ashamed to say that I only made a small contribution..."

The Yellow River Dragon Prince stared at him, his eyes filled with provocation: "I have no other hobbies in life than to spar with powerful figures from all walks of life. If Fellow Daoist Yun has the time, why don't we have a friendly exchange and learn from each other?"

He was full of fighting spirit and enthusiasm. Yun Chu'an could tell at a glance that he was deliberately trying to cause trouble. He didn't want to fight this guy, so he cupped his hands and said perfunctorily, "Thank you for your appreciation, Prince Long. However, my cultivation is low, and I am a realm lower than yours. I am certainly no match for you."

"Moreover, I have important matters to attend to and cannot spare the time. If I am fortunate enough to catch up with your cultivation level in the future, I will definitely take the initiative to come and learn from you."

The Yellow River Dragon Prince wanted to say it was alright, he could suppress his cultivation to the same level as the Dragon Prince, and then they could fight again.

Unfortunately, Yun Chu'an didn't give him a chance to say these things, shutting down all his reasons. Then he turned and left, taking Bai Suwan and the others to find Lian Yanzhang's subordinates.

Behind him, Jiang Congqian, the son of the Yellow River Dragon, watched his retreating figure, his eyes narrowed, a hint of displeasure brewing within him.

Behind him, several shrimp soldiers and crab generals transformed into humanoid cultivators stepped forward, their faces full of flattery, and said, "It seems that this Yun Chu'an has also heard of Lord Dragon Prince's reputation. Knowing that he is no match for you, he tucked his tail between his legs and ran away as soon as he saw you coming."

"That's right. Looking across the Central Plains, I'm afraid only Yan Shuiyi can be a match for Lord Dragon Prince!"

"In my opinion, it's really not worth it for you, Prince Long, to make a special trip for such an unknown nobody!"

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They all flattered him, their words of sycophancy making Jiang Congqian feel quite pleased. His tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and he continued, "I came here not because I value his strength, but because the lightning technique he possesses seems to be a secret technique unique to our Dragon Clan, 'Three Thousand Springs'."

"I must force him to make a move. Only in this way can I confirm whether our dragon clan's secret techniques have been leaked."

He spoke with apparent confidence. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals racked their brains, devising entirely new, flattering words to praise their master.

Even though Jiang Congqian recalled his father's admonition, he couldn't help but feel a hint of contempt when he saw Yun Chu'an avoiding battle.

He was plotting an opportunity, perhaps the next Qin attack; in any case, he wanted to see Yun Chu'an's true abilities...

Meanwhile, on the other side, Yun Chu'an and his group moved swiftly. Bai Suwan first led the young members of her family to Lian Yanzhang's tent to report for duty. The military camp had been relatively quiet these past few days, with no concept of acting expediently in times of emergency, so they spent the entire day going through the tedious and complicated procedures to officially become members of the anti-Qin front.

Afterwards, they deliberately chose a place to rest that was relatively close to the State of Jin, so that they could take care of each other with Yun Chu'an.

Chapter 606: Frame that Ghost Butterfly?

As dusk fell, Yun Chu'an was in Sheng Linglong's tent, having just finished their dual cultivation. Sheng Linglong was covered in fragrant sweat, her face flushed with satisfaction, and she lay down, ready to sleep. However, Yun Chu'an was not asleep.

He lay in bed, frowning, recalling the Yellow River Dragon Son, feeling that it was a troublesome thing.

Sheng Linglong was about to go to sleep when she saw his worried look and asked softly, "What's wrong? Is something bothering you?"

Yun Chu'an snapped out of his reverie and replied softly, "Yellow River Dragon Prince, I have a feeling... that the visitor is up to no good."

He was almost certain that Jiang Congqian had come to stir up trouble and cause him problems. He didn't want to get entangled in trouble, so this matter needed to be resolved as soon as possible.

Sheng Linglong opened her eyes, not thinking there would be any major problems: "I think so too, but it's not a big deal. He probably won't stay here for too long." (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

Yun Chu'an's expression shifted: "Why?"

"To avoid suspicion," Sheng Linglong said, "the dragon clans of the major rivers and streams in the Central Plains generally do not get involved in the wars between the vassal states. They are allies of the Zhou emperor, and the rivers they control often flow through multiple countries at the same time. It would not be appropriate to help any of them."

"Therefore, the Yellow River Dragon Prince will definitely not stay here for too long, otherwise it will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to the Yellow River Dragon Clan. Don't worry, they will leave in a few days. Then we can do what we need to do."

Yun Chu'an nodded slightly, but the worry still lingered in his heart. He wasn't quite sure how much the Yellow River Dragon Clan valued this matter. Would Jiang Congqian really let it go so easily?

Unbeknownst to him, after suppressing these troubling thoughts, he held Sheng Linglong in his arms, gave her a goodnight kiss, and then fell asleep.

The next day, at dawn, they got up and routinely scouted the surroundings, checked the formations, meditated, and practiced combat.

With the blessing of the Heavenly Spiritual Root, Yun Chu'an felt that he was about to break through again, but he was not in a hurry and decided to save this opportunity for a more mature moment.

Things seemed to be getting better, the only thing that bothered him was that Jiang Congqian seemed to really intend to stay in this camp for a long time.

Under the guise of "trade exchange," he also established his own camp in the oasis, wandering around every day, but his attention was clearly all on Yun Chu'an.

Yun Chuan remained calm and did what he was supposed to do. After that battle, quite a few cultivators within the allied forces wanted to talk to him, build a good relationship, and get to know him better. After all, swords and spears are merciless on the battlefield, and everyone hoped that he would take care of them in the future.

There were already quite a few people watching him day and night, so the addition of the Yellow River Dragon Son was nothing special.

Time moved slowly forward, and several days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, Yun Chu'an's allied patrol squad discovered a sneaky Qin army scout, and the two sides immediately engaged in battle. Fortunately, this time the opponent was not strong; he simply transformed into the Azure Stone Ape and, without even using lightning magic, easily defeated the enemy.

After the battle ended, he suddenly had a thought. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked into the distance and saw the Yellow River Dragon Prince standing confidently on a small hill not far away, clapping his hands and repeatedly saying "Wonderful".

Yun Chu'an remained calm and pretended everything was normal. He counted the spoils of war and then returned to the camp as usual to report his and his men's discoveries and results to Lian Yanzhang.

Lian Yanzhang took this seriously, and the daily patrol teams were reinforced with increased combat strength. Soon, more and more intelligence came to his hands; the Qin people's activities were becoming more and more frequent, as if they were searching for something, as if something was hidden in this desert.

The clashes between the two sides became increasingly frequent, to the point that casualties occurred every day. Until one day, Lian Yanzhang personally led his troops away from their original defensive lines to engage the Qin army.

The spies from Zhao who had infiltrated Qin territory have sent back news that the Qin army is attempting to open a secret realm that has been sealed for thousands of years, and then directly attack Zhao's core city.

The capital of the Zhao state!

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On the border of the Qin state, in a green oasis overgrown with weeds.

Wearing a black dragon-patterned robe and a flat crown, King Ying Xuan of Qin sat on the dragon throne, his face stern and silent, exuding an imposing aura.

Before him, two generals dressed in black armor knelt on the ground, trembling, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

"so……"

He spoke slowly and deliberately: "After so many days of delay, your final report is still like this?"

"You couldn't even force Lian Yanzhang to take action himself and see his true methods and abilities. Instead, a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core realm destroyed the Thousand Army Crown?!"

Towards the end, a chilling tremor of anger could be heard in his voice.

The two defeated generals trembled with fear. Although they knew the matter was outrageous, they had no choice but to report it to their superiors in this manner.

Faced with the King of Qin's wrath, the two could only kowtow repeatedly, admitting their mistakes and begging His Majesty to calm down and forgive them.

Ying Xuan looked at them coldly, speaking slowly and deliberately, but his words were ruthless: "Useless!"

The two generals trembled, but the King of Qin said nothing more. The anger in his voice subsided, and he slowly said, "Get up. Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. Learn from this lesson and remember to atone for your crimes with meritorious service."

The two generals hurriedly thanked him and stood up. The King of Qin's anger had subsided considerably, and he continued, "The next focus is still on Sheng Xuanren's secret realm."

He looked on with a look of reminiscence, then chuckled softly: "Back then, when the Qin and Jin states formed an alliance, Sheng Xuanren told my Great Qin about it to show his sincerity. But who would have thought that a thousand years later, the Jin state would be divided up by its own disloyal subordinates, and the King of Zhao seems to be unaware of this secret."

His fingers tapped lightly on the chair, as if victory was assured: "This secret realm can be put to use, and the shortcuts within can also be used by us. We can behead King Zhao in an instant, and then announce that the victory or defeat has been decided and the war is over."

"Let's see who can still throw all that dirty water on our army."

After saying this, a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes. Just recently, he had heard many ominous rumors. There had been many inexplicable massacres on the border between Qin and Zhao, with entire villages and towns being slaughtered, leaving countless corpses strewn across the fields. It was clearly the work of evil and demonic cultivators.

The King of Qin was quite certain that this had nothing to do with his soldiers. Even if some Qin soldiers were driven by greed and lacked discipline, they could only intercept and kill Zhao soldiers and take their treasures at most. Why kill so many mortals?

He was quite certain that this was a frame-up, but King Zhao insisted that it was his responsibility and wanted to invite all the major righteous sects to come. Once they got into a dispute, he didn't know how long his plan would be delayed.

Therefore, he was eager to end the war as soon as possible.

Ahead, two defeated generals immediately bowed and exclaimed, "Your Majesty is wise!"

Behind the King of Qin, a general in white suddenly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said, "Your Majesty, two years have passed since Sheng Xuanren's secret realm. What kind of dangers and accidents might have occurred inside? What if things don't go as planned... We cannot place all our hopes on this."

A hint of displeasure flashed in Ying Xuan's eyes, but he quickly said, "Hmm, Bai Zhuguo is right. What do you suggest we do?"

The white-robed general said, "I have heard that recently a demon cultivator has been wandering around our country, causing chaos and disturbing the peace of the terracotta warrior factories."

Upon hearing this, Ying Xuan immediately laughed: "You actually took such a trivial matter to heart, Bai Zhuguo?"

The white-robed warrior said, "Even a fly is still a problem. As far as I know, that woman is a descendant of the Ghost Butterfly clan. Their clan is known for its many evil deeds, treachery, and cunning; they will stop at nothing to achieve their goals."

"Why not attribute these tragedies to her first? At least we can't let the prestigious sects think that those tragedies were all the work of the Qin army. As for that woman, I doubt she would go to the Qingyun Sect and personally explain the truth to the elders and monks of those prestigious sects."

Chapter 607 The Legacy of the Ghost Butterfly

The King of Qin was uninterested and said, "This is a trivial matter. We should focus our main efforts on military affairs."

The white-clad general's eyes flickered, but he didn't rush to answer, having his own plans in mind.

The painful memory of his crushing defeat at the hands of that woman's grandmother still haunts him to this day. Even though he has now broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, he still finds it hard to forget her swift and agile movements.