Balala the Magic Fairy

On the border of the Shang State, war drums thundered and beacon fires blazed.

As soon as Emperor Yihui passed away, the Zhou cavalry surged in like a tide, intending to take advantage of the Shang's national mourning to annex this rich land in one fell swoop.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the court of Shang State.

Yan Lili was urgently ordered to lead her elite troops to the border, vowing to keep the enemy out.

Prime Minister Meng Jingxian, dressed in a purple robe, had a stern face.

He stood in the Golden Throne Hall and said loudly to all the civil and military officials: "The Holy Emperor has unfortunately passed away. This is a great loss for the country. However, the country cannot be without a ruler for a day. We should follow the Holy Emperor's will, stabilize the government, and resist foreign enemies."

Jiang Cheng stood beside Meng Jingxian, wearing a blue shirt, with a firm look between his brows.

He said in a deep voice: "What the Prime Minister said is very true. We should act quickly to reassure the people. Jiang is not talented, but I am willing to discuss state affairs with the Prime Minister to ensure that the country is not in chaos."

Meng Jingxian nodded slightly, her eyes swept across the ministers in the hall, and her tone was firm: "Lord Jiang is loyal and devoted, and I am very pleased. Everyone, Shang State is in danger, and we must work together to protect our Shang State."

All the ministers responded in unison, their voices shaking the palace.

At the same time, Yan Lili had reached the border. She stood on a high hill, looking at the billowing smoke and dust in the distance, with a flash of determination in her eyes.

Behind her was the elite army of the Shang State, with high morale and a strong desire to fight.

"Soldiers!" Yan Lili drew out her sword, pointed it at the sky, and said excitedly, "Today, we will fight to the death and never retreat! The glory of the Shang Kingdom will continue in our hands!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison, the sound was deafening.

The battle was about to break out. Yan Lili led the charge into the enemy camp, her sword flashing like lightning and invincible.

Seeing this, the morale of the Shang soldiers was greatly boosted. They followed closely and fought a desperate battle with the Zhou army.

Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng were in the court, handling state affairs while paying attention to battle reports from the front line.

Whenever battle reports came in, they would analyze them carefully and discuss countermeasures to ensure that the soldiers on the front line had no worries.

After several days of fierce fighting, the Shang army, led by Yan Lili, repeatedly defeated the attacks of the Zhou army, and the border defense line was as solid as a rock.

Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng gradually stabilized the domestic situation in the court, and the Shang Kingdom was united in resisting foreign enemies.

On this day, Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng gathered again in the Golden Palace to discuss follow-up matters.

"Lord Jiang, although Madam Lihua is in charge of the border war, the country cannot be without a ruler for a day." Meng Jingxian said in a deep voice, "We must elect a new ruler as soon as possible to ensure peace in the world."

Jiang Cheng nodded and said, "What the Prime Minister said is very true. I also have this idea. However, the selection of a new ruler must win the support of the people in order to stabilize the foundation of the country."

The two smiled at each other, already having made up their minds.

"Master Jiang!" Meng Jingxian's voice echoed in the hall. His eyes were like torches, as if he could see through everyone's heart. "We must consider carefully and choose the most suitable candidate."

Jiang Cheng nodded, his eyes revealing a hint of deep thought.

"What the Prime Minister said is very true. In this time of crisis, we need a Shang king who can stabilize the people's hearts."

The conversation between the two caused a murmur in the hall.

The ministers also began to discuss, and everyone was thinking about the most suitable candidate.

And at the border, Yan Lili is facing unprecedented challenges.

The Zhou army's offensive became more and more fierce, and every battle seemed like a brush with death.

But there was no fear in her eyes, only determination and resoluteness.

"Soldiers, behind us are the people of Shang, our families!"

Yan Lili stood in front of the formation, her voice firm and powerful.

"We can't retreat, we can only fight! For the Shang Kingdom, for our families, we must fight to the last moment!"

The soldiers were inspired by her words and their fighting spirit became even higher.

Under the leadership of Yan Lili, the Shang army repelled the attacks of the Zhou army time and time again, and every victory made the soldiers more confident.

After the battle, Yan Lili stood alone on the battlefield.

Her eyes penetrated the smoke and looked into the distance.

Her heart was filled with worries about the future, but she knew that as long as she was still standing, there was still hope for the Shang Kingdom.

"Mrs. Lihua, your bravery is truly admirable."

A young general walked up to her, his eyes full of respect, "Under your leadership, we will definitely be able to protect our country."

Yan Lili turned her head and looked at the young general, a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"You are overpraising me, General. It is the courage and determination of our soldiers that enables us to defeat the enemy time and time again."

She looked into the distance again, her heart full of expectation. She expected that one day, the Shang Kingdom would be able to restore peace and the people would be able to live and work in peace.

In the court, Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng are also working hard for the stability of the country. They know that only by choosing a suitable Shang king can the Shang Kingdom truly prosper.

"Prime Minister, I have a suggestion." Jiang Cheng's voice broke the silence of the hall, "Since there is no suitable prince, can we choose a virtuous and intelligent princess from the royal family as the candidate for the new monarch?"

Meng Jingxian pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Master Jiang's suggestion is worth considering. I will immediately start investigating to see if there is a suitable candidate."

Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng's discussion lasted for a long time, and finally, their eyes were focused on a young princess.

The princess' name is Pearl. She not only has outstanding talent, but also has a kind heart.

He was kind to the people and diligent in state affairs, and was the ideal candidate in the eyes of all the ministers.

"Prime Minister, I think Princess Pei'er is the most suitable candidate for the new emperor." Jiang Cheng's voice was firm and powerful.

Meng Jingxian nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes: "Master Jiang is right, Princess Pei'er is indeed the most suitable candidate at the moment."

The two's decision caused cheers in the hall.

At the border, Yan Lili also received news from the court.

When she learned that Princess Pei'er would become the new King of Shang, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

"Soldiers, we have a new King of Shang!" Yan Lili announced loudly.

/

In the capital of the Shang Dynasty, night fell and the stars were dim.

Cao Qinmo's figure appeared on the city wall like a ghost, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

In his hand, a long sword as black as ink emitted a strange red light, and the tip of the sword pointed in the direction of the Shang Palace.

"Shang Guo, tonight is your end." Cao Qinmo's voice was low and powerful, and his words revealed an unquestionable determination.

Under his command, the Zhou soldiers rushed towards the Shang palace like a tide.

All they see is killing and destruction.

Although the guards of the Shang Palace were brave, they were as powerless as ants in front of Cao Qinmo.

Princess Pearl stood at the highest point of the palace, her face was firm and her eyes revealed an unyielding light.

He knew that tonight might be his last battle, but he would never back down.

"People of Shang, we may fall today, but we cannot retreat. We must defend our land to the death."

Pearl's voice echoed in the palace, and his words inspired the hearts of every guard.

Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng stood beside Pei'er, each holding a sword in their hands, ready for the upcoming battle.

Jiang Cheng's eyes were fixed on Cao Qinmo's figure.

"For the Shang Kingdom and for the Holy Emperor, we must fight to the bitter end today."

The battle soon broke out and the Shang Palace was engulfed in flames.

Pei'er, Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng led the guards in a desperate fight with the Zhou soldiers.

Swords flashed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and every inch of land was stained red with blood.

Cao Qinmo's sword was like the god of death's scythe, and every time he swung it, a guard fell down.

His strength far exceeds that of ordinary people. Even if Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng join forces, they can hardly resist his attack.

"Cao Qinmo, your ambition will end with your death." Pei'er waved the sword. Although his cultivation was only at the Immortal King level, his will was as firm as iron.

Cao Qinmo sneered, swung his sword violently, and a red sword energy rushed straight towards Pei'er.

Pei'er managed to resist but was still knocked away by the sword energy and hit hard against the pillar of the palace.

"Your Highness!"

Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng exclaimed, they rushed towards Pei'er, but it was too late.

Cao Qinmo's sword had pierced Pei'er's chest, ending his young life.

Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng's eyes were filled with anger and grief, but they knew that now was not the time to be sad.

They must continue to fight, for the Shang Kingdom and for the dead Pei'er.

"Cao Qinmo, you will pay for what you have done." Meng Jingxian's voice was filled with anger, and his sword attacked Cao Qinmo like a storm.

Jiang Cheng was not to be outdone. His swordsmanship was sharp and precise, with each of his swords aimed directly at Cao Qinmo's vital points.

Although Cao Qinmo still had the upper hand against the two, he also began to feel the pressure.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't expect that the ministers of Shang State would be so tenacious.

"The ministers of Shang State are indeed quite capable, but two Immortal Emperors can't do anything to me." Cao Qinmo sneered, "Today, you will all die here."

The battle became more intense, and the fire in the Shang Palace became bigger and bigger.

Finally, in a shocking explosion, the Shang Palace was reduced to ruins, and Pei'er, Meng Jingxian and Jiang Cheng disappeared in the sea of ​​fire.

Cao Qinmo stood on the ruins. There was no joy of victory in his eyes, only deep indifference.

/

The moonlight was as red as blood, and flames shot up into the sky and black smoke billowed from the ruins of the Shang Palace.

Cao Qinmo stood on the ruins with a smug look on his face, but he didn't know that a figure appeared silently behind him.

“Cao Qinmo, you devil, today is the day you die!” Wei Wuxian’s voice was as cold as a knife, carrying an unquestionable murderous intent.

Cao Qinmo turned around abruptly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he sneered: "Wei Wuxian, you little fairy, dare to come and die?"

Wei Wuxian held a flute in his hand, his sleeves fluttering. There was no fear in his eyes, only endless fighting spirit: "Cao Qinmo, you have brought disaster to the Shang Kingdom. Today I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven."

Before he finished his words, Wei Wuxian's flute had turned into a beam of green light and went straight for Cao Qinmo's throat.

The black sword in Cao Qinmo's hand danced, and red sword energy rushed towards Wei Wuxian like a storm.

The two's attacks collided in the air, making a deafening roar.

Under the impact of this force, the surrounding ruins collapsed and dust flew everywhere.

“Wei Wuxian, even though you are a fairy from heaven, today I want to let you know that the power of the Fairy Emperor is not something you can contend with!” Cao Qinmo’s voice was full of confidence. His black sword was surrounded by black air, and every time he swung it, it carried the power to destroy the world.

Wei Wuxian snorted coldly, and his flute drew mysterious tracks in the air. Each track contained the power of heaven and earth, competing with Cao Qinmo's sword energy.

"Cao Qinmo, you devil, today I will let you see my strength!" There was a hint of disdain in Wei Wuxian's voice, and his flute suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and beams of green light shot towards Cao Qinmo like meteors.