My Cultivation Starting from Archery-Chapter 648 - 213: Bestowing Death to White Robe_6

"You~"

Zhu Gui said half doubtingly, "Will your words hold true?"

"Naturally."

Yan Liang lifted his sleeve, "The negotiation place will be within the Longevity Palace where His Majesty resides, so any negotiated result would be equivalent to His Majesty's personal agreement, and there would be no reneging."

Zhu Gui guessed the other's thoughts and immediately a scornful sneer hooked the corner of his mouth: "Old man, you're quite pitiable, a man of your age, a mortal, still has to come out and bear the brunt for your Emperor. I heard about your 'Ten Days of Yunzhou'; it must have been you who negotiated with the barbarians and the Ancient Demon Clan, wasn't it?

"Tsk tsk."

"Should there be any accidents in the future, you'll be the first to die."

"I am a servant of His Majesty, and as a servant, it is my duty to share my lord's concerns."

Yan Liang changed the subject: "Let's discuss serious matters, Immortal Master. As long as your sect provides one Foundation Establishment Pill, my Great Sheng Dynasty will take the initiative to withdraw its troops and hand over the western three states including Mang Mountain."

"You should've done this earlier."

Zhu Gui said coldly, "Now you think of negotiating when you realize you can't win, isn't it a bit too late? Even if we don't agree, in a few months when your provisions are exhausted, you'll still have to withdraw from Jiazhou. Why should we waste a Foundation Establishment Pill? Even for us in Luoye Valley, the quantity of Foundation Establishment Pills is limited."

"Immortal Master Zhu is not seeing the full picture."

Yan Liang shook his head slightly: "While it's true that the western defeat is set, but... what if we cooperate with Nan Xu?"

Upon hearing this,

Zhu Gui's expression turned stern.

Yan Liang continued, "Immortal Master should be aware that not only does your Luoye Valley covet the Ancestor Vein, but 'Spirit Silence Cave' behind Nan Xu also has its eyes on this juicy prize. If push comes to shove, our Great Sheng Dynasty could also let Nan Xu join forces with us."

"The Great Sheng Dynasty will certainly suffer great losses, but then the situation will become even more chaotic."

"The difficulty for your sect to firmly occupy the Spirit Vein will not decrease, but likely increase, right?"

"..."

Zhu Gui fell silent.

Clearly, this was true.

"So say..."

Yan Liang's aged voice seized the other's vital point: "So say, is it worth using one Foundation Establishment Pill to secure the Ancestor Vein, or would you rather be aggressively unyielding and result in mutual destruction, with the benefits in the end all going to Spirit Silence Cave? Your sect should know how to weigh the options, right?"

"Ruthless enough!"

Zhu Gui pondered for a moment, then took out a Sound Transmission Talisman and conveyed everything to Han Xiang, who was in full charge of this matter. Not long after, he agreed:

"Brother Han has said, no problem.

"Using one Foundation Establishment Pill in exchange for the Ancestor Vein, we'll take that deal.

"However..."

"There's another condition."

"What other condition?"

Yan Liang asked in a deep voice, "Please speak, Immortal Master."

"I want the lives of one hundred and fifty thousand people."

Zhu Gui's statement was shocking.

"..."

Upon hearing these words, the aged and frail Yan Liang's body stiffened, his tea cup which he could hardly stabilize shattered "crack" on the floor, and he inquired: "Which one hundred and fifty thousand?"

"Naturally, it's the one hundred and fifty thousand army at Guan Du."

Zhu Gui said indifferently: "As Mr. Yan has said, if you were to cooperate with Spirit Silence Cave behind Nan Xu, that would be another trouble. Therefore, Brother Han said we simply have to make you lose the qualification to cooperate with Nan Xu completely."

"One hundred and fifty thousand lives for one Foundation Establishment Pill, actually, seems like a good deal."

"After all, your Old Emperor has a decent talent, maybe he'll form a Golden Core in the future? By then, he could be considered a great power."

"Besides."

"You've done such things before."

"Millions died during the 'Ten Days of Yunzhou', the extra one hundred and fifty thousand doesn't make much difference."

"These are the troops of my Great Sheng Dynasty!"

Yan Liang's emotions finally fluctuated, as he suddenly stood up and, due to his extreme weakness, nearly collapsed backwards if not for the eunuch Huang Hong who promptly stepped forward to support him. After a long gasp, he was just able to start speaking again, panting: "And, and those are one hundred and fifty thousand troops, not unarmed civilians; you can't just kill them as you please. If mishandled and they are forced into revolt, wouldn't that cause even more trouble?"

"It's simple, Brother Han has already thought of an excellent plan for you."

Zhu Gui requested a map:

"Wu County, Dou Nan, and Guangyuan, these three Prefecture Cities, are located behind Guan Du, just need to capture them to completely cut off the retreat path for the one hundred and fifty thousand army at Guan Du. Not long after, when their provisions are exhausted and they have nowhere to retreat, the one hundred and fifty thousand army will naturally be doomed."

"These three Prefecture Cities are in the heartland of the Central Plains of the Great Sheng, without foreign enemies, who will take them over?"

Yan Liang said coughing, "Are we supposed to send our own people to fight our own people?"

"That's also simple."

Zhu Gui said, "When the time comes, we'll send some fellow sect brothers to pretend to be your rebels who defect to West Qi, wouldn't that be seamless? It also won't damage the reputation of your court."

"That's all I have to say."

"If you don't agree, then let's fight to the end."

"What the outcome of continuing the fight will be, you should be clear."

"Whether you agree or not, make a quick decision."

"..."

Yan Liang gasped for breath in fits and starts.

He cast his gaze deep into the Longevity Palace, as if waiting for something.

"Dong——"

It wasn't until a clear chime from a bell rang out.

That bell's toll.

Determined the fate of the one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers at the front line, including that White Robe!

Death to the White Robe!

Along with the one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers!

Yan Liang closed his eyes:

"Agreed!"