Ye Feng had known long in advance that two days ago, at the Southern Territory base camp, he killed and severely injured several masters from Tianluo Kingdom, Ancient Yue Kingdom, and Brahma Kingdom. These three nations would inevitably not let the matter rest and would seek revenge.
Moreover, in the past two days, Zhang Wenyuan, the newly appointed King of the Southern Territory, had been eager to establish his authority in the region.
Therefore, for the full two days, Zhang Wenyuan had personally led the troops, and even engaged in combat himself, to completely root out the hostile forces from these three nations that had been harassing the Southern Territory for years, undoubtedly exacerbating the conflict.
With furrowed brows, Ye Feng reflected that an excess can be as bad as a deficit; Zhang Wenyuan had wielded his power too broadly upon taking office, naturally provoking an extreme reaction. It was just that Ye Feng did not expect such a fierce response to come so quickly.
"Looking at the situation, it’s very likely that the three major Southern nations will choose to make their move during the World Martial Arts Tournament!" Ye Feng frowned, and as a ruler of a realm who had led troops for many years, he had a thorough understanding of warfare. If he were in their position, he would certainly choose to launch an offensive during that time as well.
After all, the Xuanyuan Nation’s World Martial Arts Tournament would not only be attended and closely followed by all the elites from the Utility Pavilion, but the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts would also send their best. Such a grand tournament almost universally captivates the entire nation, leaving little attention to spare for anything else.
Watching Ye Feng deep in thought, Shadow remained silent, simply observing him. In fact, were it not for the thin layer of dark mist that enveloped her, one could easily discern that her gaze toward Ye Feng was filled with a hidden tenderness.
After a long moment, Ye Feng suddenly looked up and asked, "Do you know if the Southern Territory has detected the movements of the Three Southern Kingdoms?"
Shadow immediately replied, "They probably haven’t yet, after all, our intelligence is always a step ahead. The scouts in the Southern Territory would probably need another day or two to confirm the details."
"One to two days is too late. The World Martial Arts Tournament starts in three days. We have at most one day left. The day after tomorrow, the capital will need to be prepared to welcome the representatives from the Nine Great Sects. There’s not much time left."
Having said this, Ye Feng looked up again and instructed, "Send this intelligence in a secret way to the Southern Territory through a specific method. However, make sure they can’t trace it back to us."
Unable to help herself, Shadow asked, "My Lord, why don’t you contact Zhang Wenyuan directly? Aren’t you on familiar terms with him?"
Ye Feng smiled faintly and said, "I can’t contact him now, and in this case, I can’t take the initiative to contact him either. I have to wait for him to contact me."
Perplexed, Shadow pressed, "What do you mean? Is there any difference between the two?"
Ye Feng simply smiled and did not explain. He thought to himself that the difference was indeed significant. If he were to contact Zhang Wenyuan directly, it would not only reveal his own intelligence information but also imply a lack of faith in Zhang Wenyuan’s capabilities, suggesting that Zhang Wenyuan might not be able to handle the situation for the Southern Territory.
Another crucial point was that, as the Northern Border King, Ye Feng governed his own domain and should not overstep his bounds. Without a directive from the Utility Pavilion or an invitation from the Southern Territory, he should not interfere too much; doing so might lead to unwarranted speculation.
However, if Zhang Wenyuan were to take the initiative to contact Ye Feng, the meaning would be completely different. Should that day come, it would signify that Zhang Wenyuan was unable to manage the situation in the Southern Territory, and Ye Feng preferred to believe that this day would never arrive.
The shadow waited for a long while without hearing Ye Feng speak, so she asked, "Your Majesty, the intelligence reports from the three major fronts have been fully submitted. Is there any command from Your Majesty?"
Ye Feng immediately responded, "During this period, there is no need to pay attention to the capital region; moreover, we can put aside matters concerning the Northwest Imperial Tomb for now and focus our main forces on the Southern Territory. If my predictions are correct, there is likely to be a large-scale formation, or even a fierce battle, unfolding in the Southern Territory soon!"
"Yes!" The shadow immediately took the order. Even though she knew that there would be a conflict in the Southern Territory, she did not care. She did not even care about humans; in her eyes, there was only Ye Feng.
However, it was a pity that she knew her affection would likely never have the chance to be expressed in this lifetime. Of course, the shadow also did not dare to express it out loud, for she feared that once she did, she might not even have the chance to see him anymore.
Yet Ye Feng had already sat back down on his chair and was lost in thought. Upon careful consideration, this matter did not require much thought after all; it concerned the Southern Territory.
If it had occurred in the Northern Border, or if he had been the King of the Southern Territory, Ye Feng would have already mobilized a large army, taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the Three Southern Kingdoms to strike them down in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, Zhang Wenyuan was not the Northern King Ye Feng; he did not possess the decisiveness and courage of the Northern King!
After coming to this realization, Ye Feng then moved to the underground secret chamber to continue studying the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll. Although he already had a conceptual division of the three great realms of the Divine Path Edict in his mind, there was no detailed method of cultivation; everything had to be figured out by himself through constant exploration.
"Apart from increasing my subordinates’ strength to obtain that mysterious luck, what other methods are there to acquire it?" Ye Feng mused to himself. After all, this mysterious luck was much more profound than the so-called spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Ye Feng could even imagine, if from the very beginning he had cultivated this Emperor’s Dao, then what would have derived within him would not just be Qi Force, nor Spirit Essence, but something even more advanced than these, which of course meant that his combat power at an equal realm would be much stronger, even potentially overwhelming ancient cultivators at the same level!
"Emperor’s Dao, a path of emperorship. Besides gaining luck through increasing the strength of my subordinates, would increasing their numbers also grant me this type of luck? In addition, would expanding the territories under my rule and enhancing my reputation as an emperor also contribute to acquiring it?"
Ye Feng put forth numerous conjectures, feeling that the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. However, at the moment, there was no way to test it. Indeed, recruiting subordinates was the simplest method, but if he only gathered those with strength and status, the increase in luck might not be significant.
"The World Martial Arts Tournament is coming up next. If I can emerge victorious, my prestige will surely increase greatly, and then I should be able to see the difference," Ye Feng thought to himself.
Although he was currently incapable of practicing the Emperor’s Dao, that didn’t mean he couldn’t cultivate at all. His own cultivation technique was extremely special, to the point where it could even manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Once he entered a state of cultivation, the airflow within Northern Cloud Residence underwent a drastic change. Read exclusive chapters at freewebnovel
Of course, ordinary people couldn’t see it; all they could feel was a sudden gust of wind. But for those formidable beings at the Divine Path Realm, they could clearly sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy contained within these changes of the air currents.
At that moment, Hong Qingyan was preparing breakfast, suddenly perceiving the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. She subconsciously turned her head toward the direction of the study and then said with a smile, "Big Brother Ye truly is Big Brother Ye.
Even with my current cultivation level, I’m afraid I couldn’t achieve this extent of manipulating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The Qi Force that Big Brother Ye holds within him is indeed too vast and mighty, that’s why his combat power is so terrifying!"
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