Chapter 127 Twelve Kingdoms World

  Shanglong's covert vigilance had entertained Yage, but facing this king who would have a great impact on the future situation, he didn't think he could hide forever. To have a place in this world, it was also necessary to reveal some of his strength appropriately.

  "Your Majesty, on the other side of the Twelve Nations in Kunlun, there is a group of people with special abilities. Do you know?" Yage looked at Shanglong with sincere eyes.

  He grasped the cup in his hand tightly and nodded solemnly: "The longer you live, the more things you'll know that others don't. Those people you mentioned, I've heard of them too. They're said to live deep in the Kunlun Mountains and generally won't communicate or interact with outsiders."

  Without noticing Shanglong's increasingly serious expression, Yage smiled and continued: "I'm not a pure Penglai person, my mother is from Kunlun. My parents look like ordinary people, but in fact their work is not simple."

  "Penglai's Onmyouji, Yanwang is inferior to you, did you know?"

  Shang Long nodded, although he had not come into contact with Onmyodo during his time in Penglai, this profession that was revered by many people he also knew. In the history of Penglai, the most dazzling Abe no Seimei, he had also been quite respectful of him.

  "My father is a yin-yang master, although his abilities are not particularly impressive, but enough to deal with the low-level vengeful spirits he encounters at work." Yage's expression softened, "My father's greatest achievement was probably bringing my mother back from Kunlun. My mother is a descendant of those people in Kunlun who possess special abilities. Those people in Kunlun do not have these special abilities from birth, but rather cultivate them later in life, which is different from the high requirements for innate bloodline that yin-yang masters in Penglai have."

  "Kunlun values aptitude..." Yage slightly raised his hand, and the sword that he hadn't brought with him earlier because of the audience with King Yan suddenly appeared in his hand, leaving Shanglong staring in amazement. "I may not be talented, but my aptitude is decent, so I was taken as a disciple by my mother's clansmen and learned some immortal techniques."

  "Xian technique?" Shang Long keenly grasped the key point.

  "That's right, it's immortal art. The people of Kunlun who possess special abilities are all cultivators of immortality. The techniques they use are called immortal arts." Yage's attitude was neither arrogant nor humble. "Unlike the Twelve Nations where you can become an immortal by just registering in the immortal registry, the cultivators of immortality on the Kunlun side need to go through many hardships to become a true immortal." He shrugged his shoulders. "The difference in rules makes the two worlds very different. In Kunlun, cultivating immortality is not easy at all. Most people will disappear in various calamities before they succeed. However, as one's cultivation deepens, their lifespan can gradually increase, and the means and power of attack are also unmatched."

  "In Kunlun, as long as a cultivator reaches the Yuanying realm, they can live as long as heaven, and it's about the same with the immortals on this side." Yage concluded.

  "Listening to you, it's a bit like the Twelve Kingdoms where one gets enfeoffed as a flying immortal for excelling in a certain aspect." After pondering for a moment, Shang Long said, "So that means this is why Asano-kun has super strong attack power and no language barrier?"

  Long life, skilled in attack methods, and proficient in multiple languages are nothing. Besides, having been a fairy for over 500 years, Shanglong already roughly knew the reason why fairies, gods, and demons had no communication barriers, it was just some ways of using spiritual power.

  More than 500 years ago he came to this world. Even if he could understand the language here, it took a lot of time to study the characters specially.

  "Just as King Yan said." Yage smiled and nodded, "However, my cultivation is still very low, I've just started learning, otherwise, there's no need to let Yangzi follow me to kill demons." He saw Shanglong's curiosity, removed the illusion array from the Ice Ling Flying Sword and handed it over to Shanglong, "The weapons of cultivators are diverse, but I like swords, so I chose flying swords as my weapon. The weapons of cultivators are connected with their souls, just like Yangzi's water snake knife, only the owner can use them."

  He eyed the crystal clear, transparent small sword that was only slightly longer than a dagger, and Shang Long curiously reached out to touch it. Unlike the Water Wielding Knife, he could still hold it in his hand but couldn't bring out its power. The moment his hand touched the Ice Ling Flying Sword, the sword turned into a puddle of water under his hand. Astonished, he withdrew his hand, and the puddle of water immediately merged together again, transforming back into an ice-made sword.

  "This sword is called Icing." Ah Song spread out his hand, the flying sword on the table flew back into his hand and turned into a puddle of water that completely merged into his hand, without leaving any trace.

  Shang Long's eyes widened in amazement, and he exclaimed: "Ice Ling... what a great name! Isn't it just an ice sword? Others can't even touch it without it melting into water. Asano-kun, your flying sword is not inferior to the treasures of the Twelve Kingdoms."

  The king's tense mood relaxed for a moment, and Yaka noticed it. He thought that his explanation should satisfy the king. Having been through so many worlds, Yaka had long mastered the art of speaking. To hide something, nine true sentences plus one false sentence was the best approach.

  His explanation, apart from the master he fabricated, was all true. Of course, to prevent being found out or leaking something, he had paid a considerable price to have the system alter his background in this world. If not for having to fabricate a master at all costs, Yaguo wouldn't even leave behind such a small bug.

  Yangzi's Reba Shuiyu knife was simply too against the sky, as long as she urgently wanted to know, it could be displayed on the sword body. Yage didn't want to reveal her horse foot and lead to task failure, so she could only obediently let the system knock off 3,000 points.

  He had only earned just over 500 points since coming to this world, and it was already not enough to cover his expenses. He hoped that the system wouldn't be so stingy in the future, or else he wondered how long it would take him to accumulate the 50,000 points he wanted.

  However, with the system's help, he no longer had to worry about his back. The loophole of Shifu could also be filled. This kind of cultivator was a free spirit, and naturally wouldn't easily reveal their whereabouts. Moreover, Kunlun's cultivation world also had an unwritten rule that due to karmic reasons, cultivators generally wouldn't interfere with worldly affairs.

  Not long after Shanglong found out, Yangzi, Lejun and Liuta also knew that Yage was a cultivator. Yangzi, who had been in contact with some cultivators, scolded him for a good while. She was his childhood friend, but the one who first knew about his cultivation wasn't her, but rather Yanwang, whom they had just met!

  After letting Yage perform some magic tricks for her, Yangzi was about to face the biggest choice in her life.

  Whether to stay in the Twelve Kingdoms as the King of Kei or return to Japan, Youko would regret either choice. On one hand was her duty, on the other was the home she longed for. Dazed and confused, she left the Gyokuyou Palace, wanting to clear her thoughts, but found herself at the Rakushou Academy, just as she was about to visit the Byakuren, when she heard the voice of Shoukei.

  "Jing Qi was absolutely wrong, I am the king and I am more suitable than Zhong Dao. I will definitely be a qualified king!"

  "Anyone who can say such a thing is not qualified to be a king." The voice of the wall-falling person was calm and powerful, "You are just the king of your own world!"

  The door suddenly opened and Ben ran out from inside. She looked at Yangzi coldly: "What are you? You don't even dare to speak, only know how to suspect and escape, yet you're actually Wang?!"

  Facing Shen Ben's accusation, Yang Zi fell silent, thinking that she didn't dare to accept the throne, and she smiled bitterly: "Yes, can someone like me really bear the weight of a country?"

  Yang Zi didn't know why Shen Ben accused her, but now she had no energy to think about these things. Qing Guo was her responsibility, those Qing Guo people who were forced to leave their hometown because there was no king on the throne, those increasingly barren lands, those more and more frequent natural disasters, and those people who would lose their lives for joining Su Rong's army...

  Can she really go back to Japan without hesitation?

  Yang Zi clearly knew that even if she returned to Japan, it would be impossible for her to truly start from scratch. Because a king who is not on the jade throne must be unqualified, and Jing Qi would lose his way. And if Jing Qi died of losing his way, this king would not live for more than a year or two.

  Nowadays, Yangzi is no longer the weak high school student he used to be. After experiencing so much, she has already grown up. She wants to be herself, not a scenery king, but just herself - Nakajima Yoko, but this is also an unrealistic dream.

  Qing Guo needs her, Jing Qi also needs her.

  Especially Jing Qi, from Yan Qi, Yang Zi knew that Qilin was a kind of sad creature. They were born for the king and the country, with a benevolent nature, but after death, not even their corpses would be left behind. Those demons were willing to become their messengers just to get their corpses in the end.

  What a sorrow this is.

  Not wanting to get entangled with Shirabe who had fallen into a state of madness, Yoko dodged her and ran to where Rikuo was.

  Then, soon after, the shirt was caught up, followed by the arrival of King Gan, who had just visited the Xuan Ying Palace, and behind him came the servants of Yan Wang, as well as Ya Ge and Le Jun. The Water Wu Dao gave everyone an answer from King Gan, saying that he only did this because he didn't want to be called a foolish ruler, so he didn't want a neighboring country to have a king with a humble birth.

  The king of the Goose Kingdom and Qilin are both Taiguo, Peng Lai is a very prosperous country, King Tong worries that Qing Guo also has a Taiguo king, he can't catch up anymore. For him, being on the throne for 50 years is already the limit, although it's stronger than the six-year-old Yu Wang of Qing Guo before...

  The idea of King Tae made Yeon-wang and Yeon-ki speechless, made Ah-song think it was ridiculous, and made Le-jun feel painful. King Tae is the king of his country, but now he has put Cheok-guk in this situation because of this matter, if possible, he really wants to wake up King Tae with force.

  It's just a pity he doesn't have this ability, and probably neither will this King of Tong.

  As the king of Tong fell into madness and found that his shirt was no longer listening to orders, he decided to take matters into his own hands. Just then, a figure wearing a cloak appeared. The face under the cloak emerged, revealing a face full of scars.

  "Tan Lin, how did you come?" Tan Wang's turbid eyes looked at Tan Lin like that. "However, your arrival is just in time. I order you to kill that evil sea guest! She will destroy our Qiao State, as long as she is gone, Qiao State will be safe and sound!"

  Tang Lin's eyes were filled with sorrow as he looked at Tang Wang, had it come to this point and yet he still refused to turn back?

  "Master...above."

  "King Tong, you're really too cruel! How could you make Lin do such a thing?!" Yan Qi Liu Ta shouted on the rooftop beside them. Knowing that Qilin are creatures that cannot be tainted with blood, King Tong actually made his own Qilin kill the ruler of another country... Does he truly not care about Qilin or the fate of Chou Guo at all?!

  At first, the wise king of that country, who had been in power for 300 years, sympathized with the people suffering under the tyrannical rule of the ruler of Fan Country and sent troops to Fan Country. However, he died suddenly just after crossing the border. Later, the Qilin of Cai Country also died suddenly, and the Heavenly Emperor directly ordered that the national surname of Cai Country be changed from "Zhai" to "Cai".

  In the Twelve Nations' world, under the rules of Tian Gang, it is absolutely forbidden to invade other countries. However, the King of Tong let his messenger dispatch demons to hunt down Yang Zi and even had his Qilin seal off Jing Qi in Qing Guo, setting up Shi Rong as a fake king!

  Does he really know what he's doing?!

  Was it just because the army didn't go to Qingguo that he could be so bold? The symptoms of losing his way on Tan Lin's body have already shown that his approach is wrong, but he still chooses a path to walk to the end.

  It was as if the king had finally realized that his orders were impossible to fulfill, and he himself picked up a dagger and rushed towards Yang Zi. Not intending to give in just yet, Yang Zi's eyes flashed red light, and she raised her water-wielding knife to respond, but was shocked by the frail figure standing in front of her.

  "Kaito... Kaito Rin!" Kaito's hand trembled as he released the knife that was now lodged in Kaito Rin's abdomen.

  With a sorrowful gaze, he looked at his master for the last time. The agonized eyes of the Rakshasa slowly closed as it sank into the pool of blood in the female demon's embrace. As its beastly body completely disappeared into the blood, the parrot-like demon perched on a nearby branch removed its disguise and transformed into a large grey-black bird, following suit by sinking into the blood.

  In the end, only a delicate golden cuff with intricate patterns that Ling Yin had worn on her wrist was left.

  At this time, King Tong finally burst into tears and shouted loudly: "Tong Lin, don't die, I don't want to die."

  Witnessing this scene, Yangzi finally made up her mind. Even if there would be regrets, she really couldn't just let go of Jingqi and Qingguo like that.

  After resting for several days, Yangzi began to rescue Jing Qizheng's plan to conquer Shu Rong.

  With the help of Yan Wang Yan Qi and the elite troops of the Goose Country, Yang Zi spent a month leading the various state hou and state armies who were persuaded by Yan Qi and Le Jun to break through the Golden Wave Palace in Qingguo Imperial City, which was occupied by Shu Rong. After sending Shi Ben back to Japan, she went to Pengshan with Jing Qi to receive the heavenly decree and formally ascended to the throne as King Jing.

  The author has something to say: Potatoes stayed up all night to code out this chapter, don't care about typos or sentences, going to sleep!

  It's daylight outside the window, goodnight everyone!