Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

"What exactly happened with the calamity just now?!"

Wang Shun gritted his teeth and looked at Cui Heng.

He had lost this battle in a baffling manner. He did not know why he had encountered such a ridiculous and terrifying natural disaster.

The sky was clearly clear, but suddenly, it looked like a huge river was washing over.

It was simply unheard of.

"How dare you be disrespectful to the County Lord!" Lu Zhengming shouted.

"Hehe, if you want to kill or torture me, do as you please!" Wang Shun said with a cold smile. "This time, I admit defeat!"

Although his attitude was so firm on the surface, he actually did not think that Cui Heng would kill him.

As the Anbei General of the Great Yan and the younger brother of King Yan, Wang Shun knew very well how important he was in the battle between the two sides.

And this value only existed when he was alive.

If he died, there would be nothing left.

"Drag him away then." Cui Heng said with a faint smile, "Send him directly to the south of the city and chain him on the pillar of the execution ground. Tomorrow at noon, he will be beheaded."

The south of Juhe County was used to accommodate the refugees in Dachang County. Once Wang Shun was tied up there, one could imagine what he would encounter.

He might not even survive until tomorrow.

Of course, the most surprising thing was that Cui Heng actually ordered Wang Shun to be executed.

This was King Yan's younger brother!

Whether it was to use him to exchange and negotiate with King Yan, or bringing him to the county governor or even the Imperial Court, they would be able to obtain extremely generous rewards.

However, this doubt only lingered in everyone's minds for a moment. They quickly thought of the scene of Cui Heng splashing water on the city wall.

To such an Immortal, what was the reward from the county governor and the Imperial Court worth?

However, Wang Shun did not know that the terrifying natural disaster he encountered was caused by Cui Heng. After hearing Cui Heng's orders, he almost thought that he'd heard wrongly.

"You, you really want to kill me?" Wang Shun looked at Cui Heng in disbelief.

"Aren't you the one who said that I can do whatever I want with you?" Cui Heng said with a smile, "You can't go back on your word. Drag him away!"

"No, you can't, at least not…" Wang Shun finally panicked.

Especially when he was being dragged out by two constables, he shouted in fear, "You can't kill me! I'm King Yan's younger brother! I'm his biological younger brother!"

But no one bothered with him.

At this moment, everyone in Juhe County would not have any objections to Cui Heng's orders.

Who would question an Immortal who could summon the wind and rain?

To Cui Heng, defeating King Yan's army in public had triggered an extremely intense emotional outburst from everyone in Juhe County. This was enough.

Wang Shun's life and death did not matter to him at all.

After all, he did not need to obtain any information about the enemy from Wang Shun.

Because there was no point.

From the looks of the 50,000 soldiers, even if the remaining 300,000 soldiers of King Yan had come to attack the city.

It was just a matter of splashing another bowl or two of water.

Since Wang Shun wanted to die, he would fulfill his wish.

As Wang Shun was struggling intensely, the constables in the hall all followed him out.

After Wang Shun was suppressed, other than Cui Heng, only Lu Zhengming and Monk Hui Shi were left.

"County Lord, what should we do with the 10,000 captives?" Lu Zhengming asked in a low voice.

Under normal circumstances, prisoners of war would either be killed, thrown away to do manual labor, or recruited into their own army after being brainwashed.

Other than the first option, none of the other options seemed to be used often.

Juhe County had no place to accommodate prisoners to do manual labor, nor did it have an army that could take in prisoners. There were less than 300 soldiers in the county in total.

They could not raise these people for nothing.

After all, food did not appear out of thin air…

Well, even if it was really conjured out of thin air, they couldn't waste it like this.

"I asked the soldiers to record down the people who took the initiative to defend the city and gathered them with Zhao Guang." Cui Heng did not answer the question and smiled. "There are more than 5,000 civilians."

"County Lord, what do you mean?" Lu Zhengming did not understand.

"Next, I'll get Zhao Guang to seek the opinions of these 5,000 people and see how many of them will convert to join the main army. I plan to form my own army in Juhe County." Cui Heng smiled. "When the main army is established, the captives will naturally become useful."

"County Lord, are you leaving this place?" Lu Zhengming keenly sensed the hidden meaning in Cui Heng's words.

"County Lord?" Monk Hui Shi hurriedly spoke and bowed respectfully. "I'm willing to follow County Lord to the death!"

"I'm the same!" Lu Zhengming kowtowed.

"Get up." Cui Heng smiled and used his Dharmic powers to make the two of them stand up. "I have to leave eventually. We have to leave some strength here for the people to protect themselves.

"However, you don't have to be anxious. Even if I want to leave, it's not the time yet. It won't be too late to talk about whether or not you want to follow me later."

After that battle where he could summon the wind and rain, everyone in Juhe County already regarded him as a god.

Under such circumstances, the Seven Emotions that could be gathered in the future would naturally be greatly reduced.

Therefore, he planned to leave Juhe County after completely resolving the King Yan military disaster, then switch to a different place to collect the seven emotions of all living beings.

At the same time, he could also find out the truth about the Immortal Dawn Sect sealing the mountain back then and the deeper aspects of this world.

"As you command, County Lord."

Lu Zhengming and Monk Hui Shi said in unison and did not continue talking about following him.

"Let's go and meet our former County Lord." Cui Heng chuckled.

...

Yan Sheng had obviously been specially taken care of. The cell that imprisoned him was the cleanest one.

However, after experiencing that bizarre defeat, his mind had almost completely collapsed. Even if he had martial cultivation techniques, he only sat in the cell dejectedly and did not seem to have any intention of escaping.

He did not even notice Cui Heng's arrival.

"Lord Yan, we meet again." Cui Heng took the initiative to greet him.

"You?" Yan Sheng looked at Cui Heng, who was outside the cell, and said self-deprecatingly, "It's my fault for not recognizing a True Immortal. I didn't expect you to have the ability to summon the wind and rain."

"It's just a small trick. It's not worth mentioning." Cui Heng shook his head gently and smiled. "Don't you want to know how I plan to deal with you?

"You can destroy an army of tens of thousands with a flick of your finger. What kind of great divine power is that?" Yan Sheng was instantly speechless. He felt that Cui Heng was just making fun of him. "You're an Immortal-like figure. If I can die in your hands, it'll also be an honor."

"I won't kill you. Furthermore, I'll let you go." Cui Heng gestured for Monk Hui Shi to open the cell door and said with a faint smile, "Previously, I said that if King Yan's army doesn't take a detour, I'll kill you.

"Now, I've changed my mind and don't intend to kill you. As such, your life should be mine now. I want you to return to King Yan's army immediately after you're released."

"Even an Immortal like you needs a spy?" Yan Sheng looked up in surprise.

"I'm not asking you to be a spy." The smile on Cui Heng's face became wider. "I'm just worried that King Yan will really take a detour. Please persuade King Yan to attack Juhe County after you return."

"You?!" Yan Sheng's eyes widened.