Hui Neng’s real name was Yang Yuannian, and he was Yang Wenyu’s brother.

And he and Yang Wenyu had a younger sister named Yang Xin.

The three of them were the princes and princesses of the monarch of the Shiqi Nation, Yang Xun.

Eight years ago, Yang Yuannian sent someone to the butcher’s house to propose marriage and give gifts because he was in love with a butcher’s daughter.

Unexpectedly, the ruler of the Shiqi Nation, Yang Xun, forcefully interfered in Yang Yuannian’s marriage because he despised the other party’s low status.

Under pressure from Yang Xun, it was hopeless for Yang Yuannian to elope with the butcher’s daughter. He could only personally go and break off the engagement.

And the butcher’s daughter, whose engagement was broken, soon died of depression.

As a result, Yang Yuannian escaped to the Void Sect and became the disciple of the senior monk, Jing Hai.

As for the Xianqin Nation, it was a powerful country bordering the Shiqi Nation.

Their monarch, Ying Hu, was born with divine strength. He relied on his powerful body-tempering cultivation to build a powerful empire.

Moreover, he even promoted his body-tempering cultivation technique and passed it onto the direct army, the “King Xianqin Army”.

The combat power of the Xianqin army that had inherited his legacy had increased greatly. They were the strongest army in the surrounding ten countries.

With such tyrannical force, three years ago, Ying Hu had proposed to the monarch of the Shiqi Nation, Yang Xun, asking him to marry his daughter, Yang Xin, to the Xianqin Nation as the crown princess.

Considering that the Xianqin Nation was powerful and that Yang Xin was indeed of marriageable age, Yang Xun agreed to the other party’s marriage proposal.

Unexpectedly, just six months ago, Ying Hu’s son had fallen into an ambush during a battle with the demons and was killed by them.

Ying Hu sent a message to Yang Xun, saying that since his son was gone, he would marry Yang Xin in place of his son and make her the Ninth Imperial Concubine.

Yang Xun was unhappy when he heard that. He immediately decided to cancel the marriage between the two countries.

What he did infuriated Ying Hu.

However, because the Xianqin Nation and Shiqi Nation belonged to North Mystic Heaven,

Under the rule of Empress Mystic Ice, Ying Hu did not dare to rely on the strength of the country to attack the Shiqi Nation.

However, all kinds of harassment and small actions in the open and in the dark made the Shiqi Nation unable to tolerate it.

Today, he learned that Yang Xun was seriously ill.

Ying Hu sent a personal guard to break into the Imperial Palace of the Shiqi Nation under the pretext of passing on his orders to forcefully take Yang Xin away.

Considering that his brother was Jing Hai’s disciple, Yang Wenyu wanted him to go back and take charge of the situation.

Perhaps Ying Hu would let Yang Xin off on account of Jing Hai and the Great Thunderclap Temple.

After learning the whole story, Hui Neng wavered.

When his younger sister, Yang Xin, was ten years old, she was already drop dead gorgeous.

Now that she was older and even more gorgeous, how could she be defiled by that old man, Ying Hu?

“Amitabha. Ying Hu has gone too far. There will definitely be retribution!” Hui Neng frowned.

“So, Brother, hurry up and leave the mountain with me!”

Yang Wenyu looked anxious. “My sister and father need you very much now. The entire Shiqi Nation needs you too!”

He thought to himself that Jing Hai was a quasi-Emperor Realm powerhouse.

As Yang Yuannian was the only disciple of Jing Hai, he must have learned a lot from him.

With Yang Yuannian’s appearance and the background of the Great Thunderclap Temple, he would definitely be able to deal with Ying Hu.

Jing Hai walked to Hui Neng’s side and said,

“Hui Neng, Buddhism is about compassion. Although you’ve escaped to Buddhism, you can’t just watch your biological sister fall into deep trouble.”

“I’ll allow you to go down the mountain to resolve this matter.”

In Jing Hai’s opinion, Hui Neng was already a Supremacy.

Moreover, his “Golden Bell Dragon Elephant Technique” had already reached the fifth level.

Coupled with the strength of the Shiqi Nation, they would definitely be able to smoothly resolve the conflict between the two countries.

Hui Neng pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

“Master, I’m afraid I can’t solve this problem by myself.”

“Why?” Jing Hai asked.

Hui Neng said, “Master, you might not know this, but the Spirit Pool Holy Land is behind the Xianqin Nation.”

Three years ago, after Yang Xun and Ying Hu set up a marriage alliance, Hui Neng specially learned about the Xianqin Nation.

He accidentally learned that there was an extremely powerful force behind them, the Spirit Pool Holy Land.

At that time, he had thought that it was a good thing that his sister, Yang Xin, would marry into the Xianqin Nation.

But now, it seemed that Xianqin was a country of greedy people, and their monarch was even more so!

Spirit Pool Holy Land?

Hearing this name, Jing Hai and Yang Wenyu both looked shocked.

The Spirit Pool Holy Land was one of the twenty Holy Lands of North Mystic Heaven.

It was said that beneath their Holy Land lay a dragon’s vein a hundred thousand miles long.

In this dragon vein, not only was the spiritual energy like a spring, but it was also rumored that the Dragon God was hiding and protecting everyone in the Holy Land.

In this dragon vein, not only was the spiritual energy like a spring, but it was also rumored that the Dragon God was hiding and protecting everyone in the Holy Land.

Not only that, but the Holy Lord of the Spirit Pool Holy Land was not only a quasi-Emperor Realm powerhouse, but also a Weapon Formation Grandmaster.

Not to mention Jing Hai, but even if Green Lamp appeared, he did not have absolute confidence in suppressing the Holy Lord of the Spirit Pool.

The Spirit Pool Holy Land stood behind Xianqin Nation.

In that case, Hui Neng really could not handle it alone.

All the senior monks of the Great Thunderclap Temple had long converted to Buddhism, so it was not convenient for them to interfere in such mundane matters. Otherwise, they would definitely be criticized by the world.

Even if they wanted to interfere, Xianqin Nation and the Spirit Pool Holy Land both belonged to North Mystic Heaven. They had no right to ask directly.

For a moment, not only Yang Wenyu, but even Jing Hai looked troubled.

“Sigh, this matter is really difficult to handle!” Yang Wenyu sighed in disappointment.

Looking up, he suddenly saw Lin Xuan’s figure in white. He was so handsome and tall.

His eyes lit up.

“By the way, the Consort is here. No matter how powerful the Xianqin Nation and the Spirit Pool Holy Land are, they can’t compare to the Consort!”

Jing Hai and Hui Neng were enlightened by his reminder.

In the end, they had forgotten about the Consort.

With the Consort around, what problem couldn’t be solved?

Then, Yang Wenyu hurriedly caught up to Lin Xuan and bowed respectfully. He told Lin Xuan everything about the battle between the Shiqi Nation and the Xianqin Nation.

“Shiqi Nation and the Xianqin Nation are both under the rule of North Mystic Heaven. Their monarch bullied our country like this. Please help us!” Yang Wenyu pleaded.

Hui Neng also clasped his hands together with a pleading expression.

If such a thing happened in other worlds, Lin Xuan might not care.

However, both countries belonged to North Mystic Heaven. If they went to war over this matter and harmed innocent lives, Lin Xuan had no choice but to intervene.

After all, in his heart, the children’s mother, Donghuang Ziyou, was a taboo that no one could touch.

Donghuang Ziyou’s world could not be dirtied!

“Then let’s go take a look,” Lin Xuan said casually.

How dare he snatch the princess from North Mystic Heaven? Xianqin Nation’s king was so cocky!

How could he not suppress his arrogance?

“Thank you, Consort!” Yang Wenyu was overjoyed.

Then, he and Hui Neng brought Lin Xuan back to North Mystic Heaven.

…

Shiqi Nation, Imperial Palace.

The imperial commander, Yuan Shu, blocked the front door of the hall with hundreds of elites.

He looked at the palace door in the distance anxiously.

“Why isn’t the second prince back yet? Could it be that he didn’t convince the crown prince?”

Before Yang Wenyu left, he told them to stop the Tiger Wolf Guards of Xianqin Nation no matter what.

But after so long, Yang Wenyu still hadn’t appeared.

Furthermore, there were hundreds of Tiger Wolf Guards.

Under the lead of the other party’s commander, Lei Yang, they pressed forward step by step, and had already forced all of them to the entrance of the hall.

Now, both sides were ready to attack.

A bloody battle would break out in the palace at any time.

Lei Yang shook his mustache, then glanced at Yuan Shu and the others arrogantly.

“I brought people here today. I will take the princess away no matter what.”

“If you don’t move aside, I will use the Tiger Head Blade to cut apart you bastards!”

With that, the Tiger Head Blade in his hand let out a tiger roar with an incomparably fierce aura.

Yuan Shu frowned. He was only at the early-phase Spirit Stage.

Facing Lei Yang, who was at the peak of the Spirit Stage, there was no chance of victory.

However, with the mission of protecting the palace, Yuan Shu decided that even if he risked his life, he had to try to stop Lei Yang and the others.

“Damn it, I think you guys won’t shed tears until you see the coffin!”

Lei Yang was instantly enraged when he saw that Yuan Shu and the others had no intention of moving aside.

Bang!

He circulated the true essence in his body and slashed at Yuan Shu like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey.

Yuan Shu hurriedly raised his sword with all his might to block.

However, his cultivation and his physical strength was much inferior to Lei Yang’s.

While blocking his attack, he felt a sharp pain in his palm. Even his arm shook violently and was instantly broken.

“Get lost!”

Lei Yang suddenly kicked Yuan Shu away.

Then, he killed all the guards who rushed forward with a slash and rushed into the hall as if there was no one there.

“Hahaha, the imperial palace of the Shiqi Nation is only so-so. I can come whenever I want!”

“Princess of the Shiqi Nation, where are you going to hide?”

Seeing Lei Yang bring people in, Yuan Shu couldn’t help but feel helpless and disappointed.

The Xianqin Nation was so arrogant. Could it be that no one could stop them?