Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

It's a pity that the laws of heaven in this world do not allow her to exert her full strength. The system and Cui Zixing have made it clear that they are enemies rather than friends. Thinking of this, Jiu Yao felt worried.

Aslan didn't get the answer he was expecting, and his face was obviously disappointed. He let go of Jiu Yao's arm, feeling quite depressed.

Having been with Aslan for so long, Jiu Yao knew exactly what he was thinking.

Ninth Yao himself is also thinking about this problem.

The original owner Danguliyi asked her to save the entire tribe and reverse Fangu's defeat, but now, things seem to be going the same way as in the previous life.

If this continues, Fangu will not be able to escape her destined fate, and she will not be able to complete her chosen mission.

Between her and Cui Zixing, one of them will definitely be the winner.

An imperceptible light flashed through Ninth Yao's eyes, and she finally made up her mind.

Her magic power is limited, and 999 must be the same. The world's heaven is extremely averse to non-human forces interfering with the operation of things.

She couldn't fight against thousands of troops now, but it was more than enough to deal with a mortal.

999 may not be able to protect Cui Zixing...

Unfortunately, he had already used up some mana to help Aslan escape, and it would take him a few days to recover.

Ninth Yao concealed her annoyance and glanced at the frustrated Aslan, useless guy!

If she didn't want him to taste the feeling of being gnawed at his bones and heart, she wouldn't continue to compromise with him.

Unknowingly, heavy snow began to fall outside the cave again.

Aslan looked at the increasingly thick snow accumulated at the entrance of the cave without energy. After a moment of sluggishness, he suddenly asked: "Danguliyi, can you send me back to the tribe?"

Ninth Yao: "You don't care about others?"

She was referring to Aslan's soldiers, although most of them fled for their lives in panic as Da'an chased them.

But that cannot be the reason for Aslan, the master general, to abandon them.

They are soldiers of Vangu and should return to their own country.

Aslan laughed briefly, mockingly, "Control them? How?"

"I'm still running for my life, so how can I care about others? They, I hope they can escape."

Aslan looked up to the sky and sighed, his expression sad, completely different from the high-spirited look he had when he first set foot on this land.

Jiu Yao twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled coldly, but said nothing.

She has seen many bad and angry people.

There are those who abandon their wives and children and climb high branches, those who have the power to prove the Tao and kill all those close to them, those who are sanctimonious and talk like a Buddha, and those who are ruthless and full of evil...

These people have one thing in common, that is, they are ruthless.

In the life of the original owner, they could not remember what repentance was until the last moment of their lives.

Many people even forget the original owner.

Ninth Yao likes to see them crying and kneeling at her feet begging for forgiveness. Their requests will not be met, and they will lose the person who truly loves them forever.

These people are not good people, but counting their achievements, they can barely bear the title of "heroes".

The target of this mission...

Jiu Yao turned her head away from Aslan in disgust. She had never seen such a weak and resigned scumbag before.

One blow and you're in ruins?

Still want to leave the soldiers and run away alone?

Ninth Yao didn't understand why the original owner fell in love with such a person.

Seeing that Jiu Yao didn't speak to her, Aslan anxiously repeated, "Danguliyi, let's go back to the tribe quickly."

It feels really bad to be a man with a knife and a fish with me. Aslan doesn't want to be frightened in the cave and is always on guard against Cui Zixing's pursuit.

Jiu Yao shook her head helplessly and said: "Aslan, I can't do it. Fangu is far away from here... I don't have enough magic power to support such a long distance."

This is the truth.

She had tried her best to bring the two of them to the furthest safe zone.

Aslan fell silent again.

He didn't know what he thought of, and he became excited, "Danguliyi, you can teach me spells! Yes, you can teach me! Then both of us will know spells, and we don't have to hide from Cui Zixing in embarrassment..."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, as if his opponent had been stepped on by him. Ninth Yao ruthlessly interrupted his fantasy, "Spells must be learned from elementary school. You can't learn them without basic skills."

Aslan's expression slowly became stiff following Ninth Yao's words.

He wiped his face and slumped on the ground.

Ninth Yao sneered secretly.

A man worthy of the royal family, with a shrewd and predatory nature.

In this era where any craft can be regarded as a family heirloom, no one will casually pass on their special skills to others, and they are even more careful and cautious in accepting apprentices.

Aren't you a little embarrassed to ask her to teach him spells?

Aslan didn't feel any embarrassment. He was filled with the helpless feeling of having his hope extinguished and the depression of not knowing how to explain it to his father when he went back.

The next day, the snow stopped.

The sun is high in the sky, and the light without much warmth hits my body.

The maroon horse tied outside the cave shook off the snow covering its back, paved the ground with its hooves, and cheered up its owner.

There were no extra horses, so Jiu Yao and Aslan had no choice but to ride on one horse together and left the cave against the howling cold wind.

This war between the Three Kingdoms ended with Da'an pushing fifty miles toward Chi Yan, killing nearly [-] Chi Yan Fangu soldiers, and causing countless enemy troops to surrender.

……

In the East Palace, the prince was sitting at the banquet, drinking with his father.

"Chi Yan and Fan Gu suffered heavy casualties after this battle. They must have dared not attack for a long time. My father is really happy."

So said the noblest man in the whole country.

He gently turned the small and exquisite wine glass, "I am lucky to have a good general like Cui Zixing. Yunian, what do you think?"

"My son's thoughts are the same as those of my father."

Murong Yunian said words of approval, but there was no trace of recognition in his eyes.

"Cui Zixing, the Cui family..." the emperor said in a long tone, "how should I treat you?"

"Why do we need aristocratic families when we have a royal family?"

This sigh seemed to come from the deepest part of his heart, and the emperor was truly puzzled.

What benefits does decentralization of power have for Da’an?

The Murong clan had finally driven the Feng family off the throne, and they were just about to try their skills and show off their ambitions. Unexpectedly, there was already someone giving orders in the court.

At that time, the government was unstable and people were panic-stricken. The Murong family was still able to take advantage of the aristocratic family, so their ancestors tolerated it.

But three generations have passed, why do these aristocratic families still stay in the court so ignorantly?

They have to intervene in all matters big and small.

Scholars also regard them as docile.

Sitting on the dragon chair above the main hall, looking around, most of the important positions were firmly occupied by the people they pushed up.

Among them, the Cui family was the most excessive.

He often woke up from his dreams and couldn't even sleep well.

These aristocratic families were like thorns growing in his heart, causing him nightmares again and again.

It has to be eliminated, it has to be eliminated...otherwise the Murong clan will never have peace.

It was they who forced the royal family to take action!