Holding a child-bearing system, seducing all the handsome male cultivators in the wilderness

"Lord Gong, aren't you leaving?" Li Wanji couldn't help but feel confused when she saw Gong Yihuai still standing there with no intention of leaving.

Gong Yihuai smiled, his eyes moved between Li Yuqing and Li Wanji, finally stopping on Li Yuqing.

"I will stay and help Yu Qing sort out clan affairs. After all, the situation of the Ximen clan is more complicated than we knew before, and we need someone to coordinate it."

"Fengquan is one of the nine springs of the underworld, just like my Huangquan. With me, the Lord of Huangquan, helping here, I can ensure that the Ximen clan can have a smooth transition and avoid unnecessary disputes again."

"In that case, thank you very much, Uncle Gong!" Li Yu leaned towards Gong Yihuai and bowed deeply.

Gong Yihuai smiled and waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.

He turned to look at Li Wanji and smiled gently: "Wanji, after this battle, we can be considered comrades fighting side by side. Wouldn't it seem a bit strange if you keep calling me Gong Da Ren?"

Li Wanji was slightly startled, then smiled: "Yi Huai, you are right. Then we will call each other by our first names from now on."

Gong Yihuai nodded: "That's great."

He had never liked women like Li Wanji who were multi-timing, and he was unwilling to have anything to do with her.

But after getting to know her these days, he found that her beauty was her least noteworthy advantage. Her cultivation, wisdom and courage all impressed him.

Most importantly, her secrets really made him curious and attracted him unconsciously.

Li Wanji originally had plans to attack Gong Yihuai, the leader of the Qilin clan. Now that he has taken the initiative to show his goodwill, she naturally would not miss this opportunity.

Gong Yihuai is a man with a deep mind, rational and unpredictable, but that is precisely why he is more challenging.

As long as you take it step by step, one day he will become your slave.

The two looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other tacitly.

At this time, Li Yuqing also came over and said to the two of them, "Mother, Uncle Gong, don't stand there. Let's go back to the capital first. There are still many matters in the clan that need to be dealt with."

The three of them nodded and walked together towards the direction of Fengquan capital.

At this time, the news of the defeat of the Western Ghost King had spread throughout the entire Fengquan area, but fortunately, the soldiers of the Wangchuan Alliance, who had multiple strongholds such as Wangcheng, rushed to take over the city defense as soon as possible, ensuring order and stability in each city.

Along the way, Li Yuqing, Li Wanji and Gong Yihuai met soldiers from the Wangchuan League from time to time. They were all busy dealing with post-war affairs and helping the people of Fengquan resume normal production and living order.

Inside the capital, the scene is busy and orderly.

Most of the high-ranking members of the Ximen clan were escorted to Wangchuan, but people in the city only heard people talking about it, and did not show too much panic or anxiety about the demise of the Ximen clan.

The shops, restaurants and teahouses on the streets are still crowded with people, as if the incident had not affected their daily lives.

"Yihuai, did you arrange all this?" Li Wanji looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help but admire Gong Yihuai's ability.

Gong Yihuai nodded slightly: "As early as when you were lurking in Fengquan, Nanxing and I had already started to make plans. We have sent a lot of additional personnel to various bases in Fengquan to prepare for any emergency."

“Once the Ximen family is defeated by us, the soldiers in these strongholds will act quickly to take over the city defense and ensure the stability of Fengquan.”

"I see. You really prepared for a rainy day. I admire you. But how do you know that we will win in the end?"

Gong Yihuai smiled and said, "Things in the world often change rapidly, but there are always traces to follow. The actions of the Youming Mountain sect have aroused the dissatisfaction and vigilance of the people. Their ambitions and actions are no longer a secret."

"The birth of the Wangchuan League is to meet the desire of all tribes in the Great Wilderness for peace and justice. Although the Ximen clan is powerful, its actions have already alienated the people. In addition, there are constant internal disputes, and it has long been in turmoil."

"And our Wangchuan League has been upholding the principles of unity, justice, and peace since its inception. We have absorbed people with lofty ideals from all tribes in the Great Wilderness, and our strength is growing day by day. As one side grows stronger, the other loses."

"The most important thing is that you, Wan Ji, will lead the battle this time. Nan Xing has full confidence in your ability and believes that with your participation, we will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort. Facts have also proved that his judgment is correct."

"Why do you put all the credit on me?" Li Wanji smiled calmly after hearing Gong Yihuai's words, "If you ask me, our success this time is the result of the joint efforts of all of us in Wangchuan League."

"Mother is a heroic woman who is as brave as any man, and Uncle Gong, you are also a heroic figure who is far-sighted and strategizes. The existence of people like you is truly a blessing for all the creatures in the wilderness."

"Yu Qing, why didn't I realize that you have such a sweet mouth before?" Li Wanji joked with a smile.

Li Yuqing also responded with a smile: "Mother, I am speaking the truth, how can I be exaggerated?"

As the three of them chatted and laughed, they unknowingly arrived at the palace of the Ximen clan.

The palace servants were seen busy cleaning the courtyard and pulling red silk to redecorate the palace, making the originally dark and depressing palace gradually become bright and festive.

Seeing the three people coming, an old man who looked like a steward hurriedly came forward and saluted respectfully: "Greetings, young master, and greetings to the two adults."

"Young Master? Do you recognize me?" Li Yuqing was slightly stunned, looking at the respectful old man in front of him, feeling a little surprised.

The old man smiled and explained, "Young Master used the power of his bloodline to reopen the seal of our clan's spiritual mine and preserve our clan's vitality. How could I not recognize you? Now that the Ximen clan has been defeated, we have joined the Wangchuan League, and you are our leader."

"I see." Li Yuqing nodded slightly, admiring the old man's sense of the times.

Seeing this, the old man waved his hand quickly and said, "Young Master, you are too kind. This is what I should do."

"By the way, my name is Ximen Hong, and I am a steward of the Ximen clan, responsible for the daily affairs of the palace. Now that the dynasty has changed, I am willing to serve the Wangchuan League and serve the young master and the two adults."

Then, he turned around and ordered the palace servants behind him, "Hurry up and prepare a banquet to welcome the young master and the two adults!"

"Yes!" The palace servants responded in unison and began to get busy.

After a while, the banquet was ready.

The three were invited to the main hall of the palace, where the table was filled with fine wine and delicious food.

Li Yu sat in the main seat, Li Wanji and Gong Yihuai sat on both sides, the Ximen clan members who were not imprisoned and the soldiers of the Wangchuan League also took their seats. There was laughter and joy in the hall, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

"Where are my great-grandmother and grandmother?"

Li Yuqing looked around and saw that some close relatives had not arrived yet, so he asked about the whereabouts of Old Madam Ximen and Queen Shangguan Huajin of the West.

"This……"

Ximen Hong hesitated for a moment and replied, "Since they learned that the master and the two princes were captured, they have been staying at home and refusing visitors."

"Oh, young master, it's like this. They know that the Ximen clan is doomed, and they have no objection to the Wangchuan League taking over. But they can't help feeling sad and reluctant."