Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 358 - 302: The Court dispatches a new Demon Suppression Envoy (Request for monthly ticket)

Chapter 358: Chapter 302: The Court dispatches a new Demon Suppression Envoy (Request for monthly ticket)

The lady hails from the distant Imperial Capital!

Her figure sinuous, clothed in a graceful, water-blue palace gown that tightly enveloped her exquisite body, perfectly outlining her breathtaking curves. The combination of grace and allure created a striking contrast, with a golden silk ribbon tied around her waist, her supple figure barely an armful. Her skin, as delicate and smooth as mutton-fat jade, shone translucent under the divine light of the Three-legged Fire Bird beneath her.

Her visage was charming, her brows accented with a Three Flowers Seal, slender dyed eyebrows over limpid, shining eyes that slanted slightly upwards at the corners, emitting a half-smiling, innately bewitching expression. Amidst this charm, however, there was an untouchable air of nobility.

The dazzling light from the Three-legged Fire Bird could not overshadow the lady’s radiant spirit and jade-like bones. A subtle, yet powerful aura gathered within her phoenix eyes, penetrating the wind and snow below, revealing a pale green Three Flowers Seal marking in her pupils.

Liangzhou Iron Cavalry.

Rumors suggested that in recent years, the ambitious King of Beiliang had stooped to recruit talents from across the lands, garnering a reputation that was the talk of the times. The pale green Three Flowers Seal within the lady’s eyes shimmered mysteriously.

Profound Body Cavalry guarded the Heavenly Pass. It seemed that the person within the palanquin held a position of no small significance in Liangzhou; it was beyond the scope of her investigation.

Noticing that someone among the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry below had detected her presence, she appeared nonchalant, offering a charming smile before the Three-legged Fire Bird flapped its wings and soared away in a brilliant flash of light, disappearing into the whirling snowstorm.

Upon the vast plain below, an aged voice sounded from inside the palanquin, marked by a trace of amazement.

"What a vision of icy elegance, to think she’s so young yet has already stepped into the Taoist Embryo Realm. This girl is no ordinary figure!" The Taoist Embryo was the third minor realm of the Heavenly Pass Tao Fruit, nurturing the Divine Embryo.

Yet the Princely Heir’s voice wavered slightly,

"She’s here too?"

"You know her, Princely Heir?"

"The teacher may not recognize this lady, but he surely knows of her father!"

"Who?"

"The Unbeatable Marquis Dugu Lie."

"Is it him?" The elderly voice inside the palanquin sounded surprised, evidently, the name inspired awe far and wide.

"She is the only beloved daughter of this divine marquis!" The Princely Heir in the palanquin spoke with an odd tone, muttering just loud enough to be heard, "It is said that this divine marquis cherishes his daughter above all else. How could he be at ease letting her travel alone through Shu?"

"She’s also arrived in Jingguan City. After entering the city, have my men be cautious. Should they encounter her, try to avoid any disputes as much as possible."

The Heir of Beiliang spoke evenly, giving his instructions.

Once, a scion of a Blessed Land, relying on his status, harbored improper intentions toward the divine marquis’s sole daughter. The divine marquis personally assaulted the Blessed Land, uprooting the entire place, causing rivers of blood, a fierceness that was fearsomely spectacular.

"Enter the city!"

With that command, the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry spurred their horses forward, slicing through the wind and snow, accompanied by the sound of Wind and Thunder, their momentum vast like a surging river.

Soon after, the northern part of Jingguan City within the blizzard welcomed a tumultuous arrival.

The entourage of the Heir of Beiliang, grand and majestic as they entered Jingguan, their formidable presence caused the households of the Northern City to tremble, vying to welcome them.

.......

As dusk approached and the snow somewhat abated,

in the center of the city, a green bamboo courtyard stood, featuring a single enclosure. Inside the small courtyard, green bamboo was planted, flanking the walls, their branches bent under the weight of the snow, with bamboo leaves covered in ice crystals. Yet the sturdy green bamboo persevered, sprouting tender green shoots beneath the blanket of pure white snow.

Walking into the courtyard and along the winding path paved with warm stones, one would arrive at a two-storied wooden pavilion, exuding an ancient charm. The wind chimes dangling under the eaves rattled gently, a clear, pleasant sound.

On the second floor of the pavilion, through an open window, sat a lady in plain white clothes, freshly bathed and pure. Her black hair draped over her shoulders, brows expressing a certain heroism. She was sitting at a desk by the window, holding a brush and writing on a scroll.

On the desk next to her, a delicate and small bronze incense burner wafted white smoke that curled and rose. Nearby, a bamboo basket woven from bamboo strips contained several paper scrolls.

As the lady’s hand lightly sketched, she occasionally lifted her head to look outside, her gaze wandering into the distance.

Through the window, amidst the sparse falling snow, a vast expanse of mountains covered in snow unfolded, with pavilions decorated amidst a backdrop of a thousand snowy ridges and forests.

Suddenly, her brush halted on the paper, her gaze sharpening as she looked towards the incense burner.

At that moment, the gently rising smoke no longer spiraled upwards as before but swiftly drifted towards a spot in the back room—wrapping around an area where there was initially nobody—the smoke converging there.

"Who?"

The lady sharply called out, rotating the brush in her hand and flicking the ink-tipped bristles behind her. Droplets of ink swiftly expanded, forming a sphere of clear water, within which the ink spread out, transforming into sharp weapons and fierce beasts, shooting out with a piercing whistle towards the point where the white smoke was gathering.

At the same time, the chair spun around, her black hair brushing across her face, strands falling loose. The plain white garment she wore suddenly burst into radiant colors, spectacular and extraordinary, as her cool and crisp eyes fixed on the spot tightly enshrouded by the white smoke.

This incense was known as Thousand Silk, burning it could cleanse and focus the mind with a fragrance akin to orchids. However, if someone were to rashly enter its scent radius, the released fragrance would transform into white threads that automatically locked onto the intruder’s location, enclosing them tightly—an alarm and deterrent against foes.

At that moment, a light, teasing laugh abruptly rang out.

"Little Sister Qin."

"To be welcomed with binds and water—the moment we meet, do you want Sister to perform a drenched seduction for you?"

As she finished speaking, the white smoke at that place suddenly dispersed, and the figure of a blue-dressed woman with a fiery figure and yet an elegant, otherworldly air, slowly descended to the floor.

At this moment, the woman clad in colorful attire upon seeing the sudden appearance, her beautiful eyes emitted a splendid light; she lowered her hand, and then with a curved brow and eye,

"Jialuo, how come you’re here?"

Only to see the ink that was originally shooting forth abruptly halt inches before the other woman’s figure and then fell to the floor, disappearing all of a sudden.

And the figure in blue that was revealed was none other than the Undying Divine Marquis’ daughter Dugu Jialuo, who arrived at Jingguan City earlier than Liangzhou Iron Cavalry outside the city!

Her ’Little Sister Qin’ refers to Qin Rushuang, who initially came to Shu following the two Grandmasters and later supported the frontlines!

Both women were born into families of generals and ministers, had similar temperaments, and their Martial Arts talents were both exceptional and stunning, overshadowing the children of the myriad kings and ministers at court. Among the hustle and bustle of the Imperial Capital’s court, the two were hailed as the Imperial Capital’s Double Beauties. One cold and aloof, the other fiery and daring.

And Dugu Jialuo was several years older than Qin Rushuang.

"Hearing that Little Sister sent a message home, I caught the news and immediately rushed over. It’s been a long time; you seem to have grown thinner, let me measure," said Dugu Jialuo in a voice clear as a bell, her phoenix eyes curving as she sized up Qin Rushuang head to toe, then with a shuffle of her feet, she brought forth a fragrant breeze and leaned in close.

Qin Rushuang was nearly defenseless against her sister, immediately feeling a pressure upon her chest that nearly sent her flying, followed by a pair of soft, boneless hands that snaked their way up her body.

Qin Rushuang couldn’t stand up against her sister’s intimacy, pushed her hands away, and shifted the topic, "Jialuo, did you come alone?"

"Of course."

"The Marquis didn’t send anyone with you? Shu territory has recently..." saying this, Qin Rushuang’s brow twitched: "Sister, you didn’t sneak out on your own, did you?"

With the old Divine Marquis’ level of affection for Sister Jialuo, he would definitely not allow her to come to today’s Shu alone, where demons are breaking through, and chaos abounds; no one knows what might happen next, which represents danger.

Dugu Jialuo’s phoenix eyes slightly lifted, and with a tap from her slender, white jade-like finger on Qin Rushuang’s forehead, she laughed,

"You really are clever, Little Sister. My old man has now gone to the Northern Sea, hearing that a Dragon’s Nest has appeared there, the battle rages fiercely, and the Court is under great pressure. They sent him to stand guard, but when I heard you were over here, even joining the Demon battle, I was a bit worried, so I slipped out on my own."

As Dugu Jialuo spoke, her phoenix eyes narrowed into a slit, "I heard that Little Sister has made a name for herself as one of the Weiyuan Eight Heroes; the old master is very pleased."

"Stop making fun of me, Sister."

"Alright, let’s drop that. When I first arrived, I saw that Little Sister was engrossed in painting Danqing, it seems that your Cultivation has advanced here, capturing the Tao Mechanism," said Dugu Jialuo, then she turned to see the scroll on the table and gracefully approached, taking up the scroll to examine it closely.

She was well-acquainted with Qin Rushuang and knew the path of her Cultivation.

Qin Rushuang achieved enlightenment through painting, capturing the essence of heaven and earth with her strokes on the canvas.

They often appreciated and discussed such matters in the past.

In the scroll was a vast expanse of pure white mountains, with a dash of greenery amidst them, and pavilions and towers too.

The painting wasn’t complete, there was a sense of incompleteness.

"Which mountain is this?"

Qin Rushuang turned around, looked out the window with a slight flicker of unease in her eyes, "Across from here!"

Dugu Jialuo also looked in the direction, only to see the distant mountain range was not particularly grand, but amidst the wind and snow, it appeared exceptionally vibrant and flourishing. Gazing further, she glimpsed the sparkle of armor light in the distance.

"Where is that?"

"Jiannan Road Ninth Mountain!"

"Ninth Mountain?" Dugu Jialuo’s phoenix eyes immediately narrowed, recalling something, "Right, isn’t there a Ninth Mountain’s Colonel?"

"Mm." Qin Rushuang’s eyes flickered slightly as she nodded, then with some surprise, "Sister knows too?"

Only to see Dugu Jialuo’s phoenix eyes circling, glancing at Qin Rushuang, sensing that her Little Sister’s tone was a bit off,

"The old master told me, he said, to keep an appropriate distance from that Colonel."

But at this moment Qin Rushuang’s tone turned cold, "Why?"

Only to see Dugu Jialuo’s blooming face note her good friend’s emotional surge, her beautiful eyes carried a hint of surprise, and in a lowered voice,

"A new Demon Suppression Envoy has been chosen by the court, the result of backstage maneuvering; the news hasn’t come out yet, you know Shu is soon to be a land of immense Luck, whoever controls it will hold endless fortunes, and a single Colonel cannot sustain it!"

But as she finished speaking, Qin Rushuang’s beautiful eyes flashed with anger, she slapped the table in front of her and roared,

"A bunch of beasts disguised in scholars’ robes!"

"Crash"

The table broke apart into wooden planks with a loud crash, inkstone, incense burner, and all—including the scrolls in the bamboo baskets—fell to the floor, scattering about.

With the scrolls unfurled, various paintings spread out.

Among them, one depicted a dilapidated city wall with arrayed troops, outside, legions of Demons swarming.

A figure in silver armor, a black cloak, wielding a Three-pointed Two-blade Spear, stood on the city wall, facing six huge, Fierce Demons!