Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Zhou Dafu's body trembled and he opened his mouth in a hurry, pointing at the gaps between his teeth with his eyes filled with tears.

Qin Yu humphed and said, "Things are not that serious. I'll give you one last chance, speak properly."

Zhou Dafu was instantly full of tears and banged his forehead on the ground repeatedly until a huge hole was smashed.

"Thank you for sparing my life, General. Thank you, General!"

Qin Yu looked at him with a half-smile, "Zhou Dafu, are you so sure that I won't kill you?"

Zhou Dafu was full of respect and apprehension as he said, "If you wanted to kill me, it's easier than pinching a bug to death. But if I'm alive, I will do my best and be loyal to you."

Qin Yu laughed coldly and then stood up to leave. In a daze, Zhou Dafu's eyes were filled with ecstasy and he hurriedly followed behind.

When Golden Crow was killed, he knew that his previous plan had been simply ridiculous.

Since he could not kill Qin Yu, his only choice now was to hold onto Qin Yu's thighs tightly to have a possibility of survival.

So, he waited under the treehouse. So, he deliberately did not speak properly. So, he deliberately used Qin Yu's words to kneel down and thank him.

But all of this was Zhou Dafu's wishful thinking, because Qin Yu was trying to test him.

With one thought, Qin Yu could control whether he lived or died.

Perhaps in the next moment, hell would open the doors for him and take him in!

But at this time, with a cold snort, Zhou Dafu was completely at ease.

Indeed, General Jinwu would not kill him!

Otherwise, as mentioned previously, killing him was like crushing a bug, and if Qin Yu wanted to kill him, he would not have waited until now.

Qin Yu suddenly stopped and glanced back at Zhou Dafu whose face was full of joy and respect.

"It seems that you are also a smart person. I like smart people, so you can continue to live."

Zhou Dafu fell to his knees, "I swear allegiance to the general!"

He had nothing else to say, but this short statement was the most appropriate one to make at this time.

Qin Yu waved his hand, "You are dismissed. Tell the rest that they don't have to panic."

Then, he strode away.

Zhou Dafu got up and looked at Qin Yu's leaving silhouette. His eyes flickered slightly, and he could not be happier.

He believed that there was no need for General Jinwu to bluff about this matter.

Of course, the more important thing was that Zhou Dafu trusted his own senses.

When Qin Yu told him not to panic earlier, General Jinwu's eyes were calm and as unfathomable as the deep sea.

This definitely would not be an act!

In other words, Zhou Dafu was truly confident.

Since General Jinwu said there was no need to panic, it meant that the Golden Crow Tribe taking their revenge would not be a problem.

General Jinwu was indeed a thick, fat thigh that was safe to hold onto!

The West Border Army camp and even the big figures in the imperial capital had underestimated the power he possessed.

Zhou Dafu turned around and left, gathering a few of his confidants. After saying a few words to them, everyone dispersed.

Very quickly, the tension in the camp calmed down.

It was impossible for the tension to completely disappear, but at least, it was now calm on the surface.

Everyone only had one thought in their heart…how did General Jinwu manage to have such confidence?

……

At the Golden Crow Tribe.

Pacing back and forth, in the Tribe Leader's tent, there was only him and the ascetic.

The air was quiet, and the Tribe Leader's face was full of embarrassment and sluggishness.

The ascetic with a terrifying scar on his head had gentle eyes as he glanced at the Tribe Leader who was frowning silently, and said slowly, "I know the importance of the tribe totem to the Golden Crow Tribe, but please rest assured, no matter what, I will resolve this matter for the tribe."

The Tribe Leader gave a long sigh. After getting the promise that he wanted, he finally smiled.

"Thank you, Lord Ascetic, then we will hand over full authority for this matter to you. Our tribe will fully cooperate if you need our help."

Lord Ascetic got up. "Thank you, Tribe Leader." Turning around to leave, he added, "To avoid any accidents, the fewer people who know about this, the better."

Half a day later, a team from the Golden Crow Tribe quietly left.

It was not an operation on a grand scale, but they were all the most trusted subordinates of the Golden Crow Tribe's leader, and the head of the team was the son that he adored the most.

Looking back at the carriage, the Young Tribe Leader thought of his father's solemn warning - obey the orders of Lord Ascetic.

To be honest, he was a bit puzzled. Even though Lord Ascetic had a noble status and was the most powerful force of the Barbarian Clan, they were the Golden Crow Tribe and there was no need to be so respectful in front of him.

But since he was able to be highly regarded by the Golden Crow Tribe's leader, it must be because he was cautious and wise enough. The Tribe Leader did not explain his warning, but this only further indicated that there were other matters that were hidden from the Young Tribe Leader. All the Young Tribe Leader had to do was to obey Lord Ascetic.

As they traveled, the team concealed their identities to avoid alerting others.

However, the news that Golden Crow was killed had already been spread to tribes in all directions.

There were too many eyes on them, so even if the team practiced more caution, it was inevitable that they would be discovered.

In the carriage, Lord Ascetic's calm voice rang out, "Don't worry about it, let's just continue on our way."

As he spoke, a trace of tranquil and peaceful aura was released from the carriage.

In the surrounding darkness, the faces of the people who were spying on the team suddenly changed after they felt that aura.

One after another, these figures walked out of their hiding places, bowed and saluted, and then dismissed themselves.

For an ascetic to have such a pure aura, it showed that Lord Ascetic had a very status among the barbarians. There was one thing that everyone could not figure out though. This was a matter that concerned the Golden Crow Tribe; why would it attract the powerful Lord Ascetic to intervene?

The Young Tribe Leader was filled with awe when he felt the aura that was released from the carriage, and his mannerisms became even more respectful.

Finally, they had arrived!

The Young Tribe Leader bowed, "Lord Ascetic, the camp is right in front."

The carriage door was pushed open from the inside, and Lord Ascetic walked out and nodded his head at the Young Tribe Leader, "Come with me." He was going to initiate contact with the camp under the banner of the Golden Crow Tribe, so it was logical to bring the Young Tribe Leader along.

The Young Tribe Leader agreed respectfully and followed behind Lord Ascetic.

After thinking about it, he took the initiative to release a trace of Golden Crow aura from his body.

Lord Ascetic turned around to look at him. In his warm eyes, there was a bit of admiration.

The Young Tribe Leader felt excited after seeing Lord Ascetic's reaction.

Whoosh -

Whoosh -

Two figures blocked their path.

Lord Ascetic raised his palm with one hand and said, "Greetings. We are from the Golden Crow Tribe and would like to meet with General Jinwu."

There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Strictly speaking, he had had two exchanges with General Jinwu, but had not yet formally met with him.

He really wanted to know what the relationship was between him and the new Barbarian King.

Lord Ascetic was gentle and polite, but it did not mean that he restrained his aura.

On the contrary, at this moment, he was like a boundless lake.

Quiet and deep, he was continuously releasing an awe-inspiring aura.

On the opposite side, the two West Desolate cultivators took a deep breath and bowed to him, "Lord Ascetic, you don't have to be too polite, please come with us."

Some noises could be heard. There were other cultivators who rushed back to the camp to report this matter.

"Sorry for troubling you."

The ascetic still looked calm. Even though he could sense everything going on, he did not care.

Very quickly, the smuggling team that had calmed down once again started to panic.

An ascetic was here!

As smugglers who had been wandering the borders between the Western Barbarian Land and West Desolate, they had a deep understanding of the Barbarian Clan, and of course they knew what it meant to go against an ascetic.

In addition to their noble status, they also represented an extremely high level of cultivation and power.

Against a barbarian ascetic, could General Jinwu win? Even if the General could win, the barbarian ascetics were united. If someone provoked one of them, it was equivalent to having provoked all of them.

Who could resist such a force?