The battle at Xianyang shook the entire Jianghu. In just a few days, all the Hundred Schools of Philosophy in the Jianghu knew the outcome of the battle.
All the members of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy were furious at Ying Xin's idea of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.
"Who does he think he is? How dare you say such a thing!"
"Thinking back to the time when the King of Zhou was the ruler, there were many dukes in the world. Which dukedom didn't need us? How dare the Qin people do this now!"
"In my opinion, why don't we contact the exiled nobles of the six countries? The internal strife in the six countries gave Great Qin a chance. Today, if we join forces with them, we might not be unqualified to fight against the Qin bandits!”
Faced with Ying Xin's demand for them to hand over their sect's peerless arts, the Hundred Schools of Philosophers were all determined to die.
To them, how could the ultimate techniques of the sages be handed over to others?
This was something that was even more unacceptable than their lives!
Taoism is the place where people live.
Xiaoyao Zi looked at the secret letter in his hand, and his eyes were filled with anger. After a while, he clenched his fist and the secret letter in his hand instantly turned into dust!
"Brat! Brat!"
There was undisguised anger and killing intent in Xiaoyao Zi's tone. It was not easy for his Daoist sect to wait for a genius who could become a Dao Protector.
However, this genius had died in Xianyang!
Although Daoism was now divided into the Human Sect and the Heaven Sect, and there were conflicts between their ideals, if a Dao Protector appeared, the differences between the ideals of the two sects would disappear without any suspense!
And with the existence of Dao protectors, the Daoist orthodoxy would definitely flourish!
But now, the Dao Protector had died and his Dao had disappeared. Everything had become a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water!
"Jingsong, contact the elders of the Heaven Sect. We can't just let this go!”Xiaoyao Zi said coldly.
"Yes!"
A disciple respectfully accepted the order, then turned around and left to carry out Xiaoyao Zi's orders.
Xiaoyao Zi stood up. He looked around at the Daoist reclusive place that was covered in snow all year round. The anger in his eyes seemed to melt the entire snowy mountain!
There is only one person in the world who is like this.
In the farmhouse, the six elders and several hall masters were gathered together.
"Back then, I didn't agree to send people to Xianyang. Now, that bastard Ying Xin killed my brother, I want him to pay with his life!”As the Hall Master, Tian Hu roared angrily. Tian Meng, who had died in Xianyang, was his elder brother.
"Hall Master Tian Meng, anger will only benefit our enemies. The decision to go to Xianyang was also made by all of us. Who knew that Ying Xin would fight against the heroes of the world alone? Don't worry, we will remember your brother's revenge!”The person who spoke was Kui Kui Hall's Hall Master, Tian Mi. This person had an intoxicating charm to him at all times.
Seeing Tian Mi open her mouth to appease Tian Meng, the Zhu family sitting at the side spoke with a solemn expression.
"Brother Tian Meng was killed by the Qin thief, and all of you are heartbroken. However, the Qin thief is now powerful. If we rashly resist, our farming family will suffer a lot of losses.”
"What the hell are you talking about? Slowly? How are we going to settle the score for my big brother!" Tian Hu suddenly slammed the table and stood up with a face full of anger. He wanted revenge, and he wanted it now!
Being choked by Tian Hu like this, the Zhu Family's expression revealed displeasure, but they did not force themselves to open their mouths. After all, Tian Hu's elder brother was dead.
The atmosphere gradually turned stiff.
The Weapon Grandmaster, one of the six great elders, said indifferently when he saw this.
"Alright, Tian Hu, don't be rash. This matter is just as the Zhu family said. The Qin bandits are powerful. If we rashly take revenge, it will only increase our casualties.”
"Moreover, there is more than one person who wants Ying Xin dead. It won't be easy for him to deal with all the philosophers in the world.”
"As long as we seize the opportunity, how can we not kill a mere brat?”
"Back then, Great Qin's Great General, Lord Wu 'an Baiqi, was also surrounded and killed by my Nong Family. No matter how powerful Ying Xin is, how could he compare to Baiqi?”
Hearing the Weapon Grandmaster's words, although the anger on Tian Hu's face had yet to dissipate, he still sat down.
The current situation was indeed like what the Zhu family had said, it was not a good time to make a move.
Right now, everyone wanted Ying Xin to die, but the bird that stuck out would be shot. Regardless of whether they succeeded or not, the outcome would be that they would be completely eradicated by Great Qin!
"Zhu Clan, keep an eye out for the movements of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy. If there's a chance, we're not pushovers. When it's time to act, we have to be decisive!”the Weapon Grandmaster said calmly.
"Yes!" The Zhu family nodded.
After that, the higher-ups of the farm family discussed for a while before leaving.
There were many philosophers who were as active as the Taoists and the farmers. A terrifying attack on Ying Xin was slowly beginning.
Just as the Hundred Schools of Philosophy were trying to take revenge on Ying Xin, in a beautiful mountain forest.
Yueshen sat cross-legged in a bamboo room and said respectfully.
"Your Excellency Donghuang, this is the case. What should we do next?”
Donghuang Taiyi sat cross-legged behind the screen. He frowned as he listened to Yueshen's report.
Xing Hun had died in Xianyang, Ying Xin's attitude towards the Yin-Yang School was very unfriendly, and the Hundred Schools of Philosophy were massacred.
Amongst all these matters, the one that impacted Donghuang Taiyi the most was Xing Hun's death.
As for Ying Xin's unfriendly attitude towards the Yin-Yang School, he knew it in his heart.
Now that Xing Hun was dead, there were even fewer people helping him gather resources for the Path of Divinity. This was the deeper reason why Donghuang Taiyi was unhappy.
As for the others, they were nothing but fleeting clouds in front of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who desperately desired immortality!
After a moment of silence, Donghuang Taiyi said indifferently.
"You don't need to care about Ying Xin. Just continue to do your own things. As for him recruiting disciples of the Yin-Yang School, just let him be.”
"If there's nothing else, you can leave."
"Yes!" Yueshen said respectfully and left.
After leaving the bamboo room for several dozen kilometers, she slowly stopped and looked at the place where East Emperor Taiyi had been. There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
Every time they met, Eastern Emperor Taiyi would be summoned at the last minute like this. She did not have the chance to inform Ying Xin in advance. Moreover, the place where they were summoned at the last minute would be abandoned after each meeting. Even if she wanted to set up a trap here, she could not.
She could only follow Ying Xin's instructions and hide some information from Donghuang Taiyi. She told Donghuang Taiyi what Ying Xin wanted him to know.
However, Eastern Emperor Taiyi was cautious, and she could not interfere in other matters. She still had a lot of things she did not know about the resources that Eastern Emperor Taiyi needed to become a Divine Path.
The Moon Goddess shuddered when she thought of the Life-Death Notes.
The most important task Ying Xin had given her, Great Si Ming, and Young Si Ming was to find out what resources East Emperor Taiyi needed for his path to godhood!
However, the three of them were still at their wits 'end.
Sighing inwardly, Yueshen turned around and left.
While the world was in turmoil, Huhai's funeral began in Xianyang City.
In the eighteenth prince's manor, Ying Xin looked at Fu Su, who was carrying the coffin, and sighed. In order to preserve Huhai's reputation, he had deliberately waited several days before burying him.
To outsiders, it was also said that Huhai died of a sudden illness.
The suona sounded.
The white paper flew up.
Huhai's funeral began slowly under the leadership of Fu Su.
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