Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 141: Chapter 33: Qjng Han Builds Her Foundation,

Resumes Military Command, Changning Imperial Army_2

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I must pay more attention to protecting myself in the future.

As she grew up, she often thought back to these memories from her time in the Immortal Sect.

She guessed that she must possess an exceptionally unique talent or physique that managed to draw the attention of the Sect Hierarch.

But what exactly it was, she was clueless.

Yu Qinghan suppressed her qi and refined her spirit, gradually stabilizing her cultivation.

“Sister, you’ve broken through!”

From outside the courtyard, a woman’s voice rang out.

Upon looking up, she saw Pei Xiangyun pushing the door open, her cute face filled with a smile.

Clearly, her sister’s breakthrough pleased her. After all, they had grown up together, and she was the only hope for her family, all depending on her alone.

“Yes, everything went smoothly.”

A faint smile appeared on Yu Qinghan’s face as she nodded slowly. “I’m glad you’ve broken through. It was so boring looking after the shop all these days.”

Pei Xiangyun complained, pouting, “I don’t know where brother-in-law has gone. I hope he’s not fooling around, maybe he’s found a mistress somewhere, while leaving sister alone here.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. ”

Yu Qinghan gently tapped her head, speaking sternly.

“Your brother-in-law sent a letter saying there are demons near Jinzhou City. He responded to the Immortal Yearning Sect and went to slay the demons. He should be back soon.”

She stated this, but still wasn’t too sure, as her husband had indeed been away for a long time this time.

To tell the truth, she wasn’t used to it.

If her husband’s strength wasn’t strong enough, she would have gone looking for him long ago.

With her husband’s strength, few in the mortal world could be his match.

Plus, with the help of the Immortal Yearning Sect, he should be unharmed.

“Forget it, forget it, let’s not talk about brother-in-law anymore. Every time we talk about him, sister goes into a daze.”

Seeing Yu Qinghan zoning out, Pei Xiangyun said speechlessly.

“By the way, sister, have you heard? Recently, a big event happened that shook the Xia Country.” Pei Xiangyun glanced at her and said cautiously.

“What happened?”

Yu Qinghan replied with an indifferent look in her phoenix eyes.

She had been cultivating for several days and truly didn’t care about these things.

Why would she care about these minor details given how the Xia Country treated her?

Her father and elder brother are dead, the Xia Country is no longer what it used to be, who knows what it will become?

Seeing Yu Qinghan’s indifferent expression, Pei Xiangyun became a bit anxious and quickly said, “Sister, you really don’t know. The national fortune of Yan Country has revived!”

“Yan country…”

Upon hearing this name, Yu Qinghan’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

And in that very instant…

Time seemed to turn back to those endless days and nights on the battlefield three years ago.

Dark skies, seas of blood and mountains of corpses, silver-armored men on white horses, icy cold halberds.

Two armies were confronting each other. Despite her dissuasion, her elder brother insisted on annihilating four hundred thousand soldiers of Yan country.

A single success was built on countless bones. Now, perhaps all the curses are on her.

Her thoughts returned to the present.

Yu Qinghan turned her head and asked with a frown:

“Didn’t Yan Country already perish? Where does the national fortune come from?”

Her voice slightly anxious.

“My father said so, and it has been spread around the Imperial Court.” Seeing Yu Qinghan’s state, Pei Xiangyun quickly explained. Changning King Pei Ming.”

Yu Qinghan slowly said the name, falling into thought.

Regarding this uncle, she had respect, but also some complaints.

Not long ago, during the struggle in the capital city…

Although his intention was to make her the empress, and he had even prepared properly, buying off the dungeon guards, and even after she escaped from the capital he set the jail on fire, eradicating all evidence of her.

She completely disappeared from the sight of her second brother, allowing her to live a life of peace.

But no matter how you look at it, he still used her as a pawn.

It seems that this uncle of hers is very scheming, always hiding his true strength.

He’s not as he appears to the outside world, as a leisurely prince who often enjoys nature.

So what exactly does he want to do?

For the throne, or for something else?

This puzzlered her immensely.

Changning King was probably the only family she had left in the mortal world apart from her husband.

If possible, she hoped that they wouldn’t become strangers when they met again.

Because she hated the idea of the two confronting each other with weapons drawn.

“What kind of waves can the revival of the national fortune of the extinguished Yan country stir up?”

Yu Qinghan didn’t think that the revival of a dynasty that had been extinct for three years would create any upheaval.She was once able to sweep Yan Country with her absolute military power, and it has given her this confidence.

“The situation is not clear yet. The only certainty is that the old power of Yan Country will take action soon.” Pei Xiangyun analyzed.

The people of Xia Country are going to suffer again.”

Yu Qinghan could not help but sigh.

“This is unavoidable…”

Just as Pei Xiangyun finished speaking, the ground on the street began to shake.

“Thump, thump!”

The sound of horse hooves could be heard distinctly.

Yu Qinghan stepped out of the gate, looking towards the street.

She saw groups of silver-armored soldiers on horseback, lining both sides of the street.

The tall banners read two words—”Changning”

All the pedestrians were driven away, far from this area.

The silver-armored soldiers cleared a path.

A man wearing a helmet, a red cape hanging from his shoulders and armored in silver, stepped forward as the commander.

He unfold a piece of paper and read aloud:

“The order from Changning Royal Mansion, by Princess Pingyang as the Commander of Changning Imperial Army, commands the entire army of the royal mansion, and is to go to the governor’s mansion.”

“What does Changning King mean?”

Yu Qinghan asked with a frown.

“This is the prince’s order, the specific details are beyond my knowledge.”

The silver-armored commander replied with a salute.

“Please go with us, Senior General.”

Yu Qinghan remained silent, not responding. Instead, she looked at Pei Xiangyun.

Pei Xiangyun, looking at Yu Qinghan, didn’t know what to do either.

“Father didn’t tell me anything!”

“Sister, trust me, this is true!”

Pei Xiangyun explained helplessly.

“Maybe…you should first go to my father and see what the situation is?” Yu Qinghan still didn’t say a word.

“Since Father has entrusted the military power to you, he must not mean to harm you.”

Seeing that her sister did not respond to her, Pei Xiangyun was near to tears.

“Sis…”

“Let’s go.”

Yu Qinghan’s eyes closed, and when they opened again, it was as if she had made a decision.

Now let’s see what kind of game her uncle intends to play.

In the luxurious mansion at the center of Jinzhou.

The main hall was imposing, magnificent. The floor was paved with white jade, and there were eighteen huge columns carved with coiled dragons.

“Probably, I’ve heard that Yan’s people have already appeared in various parts of Xia.”

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“Perhaps. If Prince has decided to take actions this time, it means they are prepared.”

At this moment, the main hall was packed with people, both men and women, all dressed differently. Yet, they all kneeled on one knee, their expressions utterly respectful.

Among the present people, their cultivation was at least at the third stage of refining qi. Even some at the third-grade cultivation were pushed outward. More people were outside the hall, where the view was blocked by a crowd of soldiers.

In front of the main hall, a few people were standing whose cultivations were unfathomable; except that man sitting on the Xuanwu Seat at the foot of the column, no one possessed cultivation below the first grade.

There was one person sitting above in the main hall.

This man was dressed in royal purple, looked like a middle-aged uncle. His elegant face had a gentle smile on it, the eyebrows seemed a bit majestic.

An extraordinary aura radiated from his body, like a steady mountain. No one dared to look straight at him.

All people present did not dare to even breathe out loudly. Their expressions were incredibly serious and nervous.

This was no ordinary person, but Changning King Pei Ming, who had come to Jinzhou.

“You have really worked hard during this period, Uncle.”

Yu Qinghan entered the main hall, her flat voice carried a hint of indifference.

“You’re too kind.”

Changning King Pei Ming smiled slightly: “Our hardships cannot be compared to the contributions you made in the past. It’s like comparing grains of sand to a whole desert.”

Yu Qinghan solemnly said: “Just say what you want to say.”

Pei Xiangyun’s brows furrowed slightly; a bad premonition sprung up in her heart.

The look that Yu Qinghan had when she came in gave her an indescribable oppression.

Changning King Pei Ming stared solemnly at Yu Qinghan and then released a shocking piece of news.

“Qinghan, I would like to make you the empress.”