Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

Chapter 1850 - 179: An Existence Equal to the Gods! (2)

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If these eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses were to fall here, then the Northern Barbarian Royal Court would be finished in name only.

With only the remaining thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses, it would be utterly impossible to suppress the dissent of the remaining eighteen Golden Families.

The thought flashed through both their minds, and the Beicang King spoke first.

"Prince, you are wise!"

He then saluted, "Prince, your move neither offends the Honorable God of Great Snow Mountain nor does it deprive the Northern Barbarian Royal Court of vast resources; it’s truly a brilliant plan that achieves both goals!"

Prince Zhenbei Xu Zhen also nodded in agreement: "Although the Northern Barbarian Grassland is desolate, it indeed harbors many rare minerals underground. The Northern Barbarian Royal Court has amassed countless treasures over generations. If we can trade these Great Snow Dragon Horses for the treasures of the Northern Barbarian Royal Court, it would be an immense wealth!"

After saying that.

Prince Zhenbei Xu Zhen spoke again.

"Does the Prince have a set price? How much does each Great Snow Dragon Horse cost for the Northern Barbarian Royal Court to redeem them?"

"Depends on the mood!" Jiang Ning replied.

"Understood!" Prince Zhenbei Xu Zhen immediately nodded, "The Prince wants to see their sincerity!"

Jiang Ning nodded slightly.

Then said, "I must trouble you two with this matter."

"The Prince is too kind!" The Beicang King saluted.

Just then.

From the direction of the Celestial Palace City, a figure ran over swiftly.

His figure flickered like lightning, leaving a fleeting shadow on the exposed mountain path.

"Greetings to the three Princes!" The person arrived in front of Jiang Ning and the other two, cupped his fists and kneeled on one knee.

"What happened?" Prince Zhenbei Xu Zhen asked.

"To the three Princes, news came from the Northern Barbarian army camp that a woman claiming to be the leader of this Northern Barbarian army and the second successor of the Northern Barbarian Royal Court wishes to see the three Princes."

Upon hearing this, Prince Zhenbei Xu Zhen’s eyes narrowed, then looked at Jiang Ning.

"Prince, it is you she should be seeking!"

"Now that the North Barbarian State Preceptor is dead and the North, South, East, and West mountain-headed Northern Barbarian armies haven’t fallen into chaos yet, there must be someone stabilizing the army’s morale; that person could be the second successor of the Northern Barbarian Royal Court."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning’s gaze swept towards the distant mountaintop.

On the hilltop, tents stretched endlessly, Great Snow Dragon Horses were still ready to fight, and their formations were completely unbroken.

He nodded immediately.

"That seems to be the case!"

"Prince, considering this, that second successor of the Northern Barbarian Royal Court should be someone intelligent! Knowing that if the army falls into chaos now, with you here, things will only turn out more tragically."

Jiang Ning nodded, "Originally, I was preparing to take action to make the Northern Barbarian army obediently stay in their tents, but now it seems unnecessary for me to act."

"Do you want to see her?" Xu Zhen asked.

"Let’s meet her." Jiang Ning said.

"Understood!" Xu Zhen immediately nodded in response.

Then looked at the messenger: "Bring her here."

"Yes, Prince!" The messenger immediately accepted the order and left.

Before long, three Great Snow Dragon Horses swiftly galloped from the distant mountaintop.

Figures sped like the wind, rapidly approaching.

Jiang Ning’s gaze swept over.

Among the three riders on Great Snow Dragon Horses were two women and one man.

The leader was a woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a tall and athletic build, and skin tanned by the harsh sun and sand of the Northern Barbarian Grassland, giving her a rugged appearance.

She wore a tight-fitting animal hide crop top, exposing her firm and strong wheat-colored waist and long legs.

A head of black hair was styled into numerous tiny braids draping over her shoulders, large silver rings dangling from her earlobes, with a scimitar on her waist.

Her face had the distinct features of a Northern Barbarian woman, yet a sense of heroism and wildness not commonly found in ordinary women glinted between her brows.

Her dark brown eyes were bright and sharp, meeting Jiang Ning’s gaze without a hint of fear.

Seeing the woman’s gaze, Jiang Ning nodded to himself.

To stabilize the formation when King Zhuanlun just fell and the army hadn’t yet descended into chaos, is enough to show the second successor’s competence and prestige in the Northern Barbarian Royal Court.

This feat would be commendable if achieved by a man, let alone appearing in a woman in such an environment as the Northern Barbarian Grassland, which is indeed rare.

"Second successor of the Northern Barbarian Royal Court, Ashina, pays homage to the Great Xia Luoshui King." The woman dismounted, kneeling on one knee, right hand on her chest, performing a standard Northern Barbarian homage.

The man and woman behind her also kneeled with respect.

Jiang Ning’s gaze swept over Ashina’s two companions.

Lingering on the man and woman.

His gaze lingered longer on the Northern Barbarian bald man.

For this bald man was a figure of Martial Arts Peak.

"Stand up and speak!" he said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Ashina stood up.

"The divine might of the Luoshui King is peerless; the State Preceptor, empowered by the Honorable God’s gift, was also defeated by you. Our Northern Barbarian army has no chance in this battle. Ashina only seeks a way out for the eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses."

"A way out, you’re quite candid." Jiang Ning replied.

"Before the Luoshui King, any insincerity would be self-humiliating! Please, Luoshui King, spare us!" Ashina said frankly.

"Spare whom, the eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Cavalry under the Royal Court or this Eighteen Allied Armies?" Jiang Ning asked.

Upon hearing this, Ashina quickly raised her head to look at Jiang Ning.

"What does the Luoshui King mean...?"

"Your thoughts, are indeed my intentions!" Jiang Ning said.

Hearing this, Ashina’s entire body trembled, then took a deep breath.

"Luoshui King, what must I do to trade?"

"Would you want to become the king of Northern Barbarians?" Jiang Ning stepped forward, suddenly asking.

Hearing this, Ashina’s body trembled again.

The man and woman behind her watched Jiang Ning and Ashina in shock.

For a moment, silence fell over the area.

Huff——

Huff——

Ashina’s entire body quivered; her breathing swiftly became rapid.

She did not think Jiang Ning was toying with her.

She knew that now Jiang Ning possessed the power to make such a statement.

Because she witnessed the entire battle a moment ago.

The North Barbarian State Preceptor King Zhuanlun, in the grassland tribes, was synonymous with invincibility.

This time empowered by the Great Snow Mountain God, until today, she had not doubted that King Zhuanlun would fall to no one beneath the Martial Saint.

Yet just now, King Zhuanlun’s Eight-armed Celestial Dragon Dharma Aspect was obliterated by a single punch from the young man before her.

She knew Great Xia had birthed another being on par with the gods.

Reflecting on Jiang Ning’s words, she realized clearly this was an opportunity, her only chance.

Ashina immediately took a deep breath, suppressing her internal tingling and excitement.

She knew, this Luoshui King before her was not a man to make idle statements.

Should he truly wish to support her, the Golden Family elders within the Northern Barbarian Royal Court, those brothers coveting the royal seat, all would be inconsequential.

"Luoshui King’s words can be trusted?" Ashina’s voice carried a hint of determination, then asked, "If Ashina takes control of the Royal Court, what cost must be paid?"

"There’s no rush to discuss this now!" Jiang Ning calmly shook his head.

Then said, "Eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses, do you want them dead or alive?"

Upon hearing this, Ashina’s body trembled once more, then courteously saluted.

"Of course, I want them alive! They are the pillars of my Royal Court; if eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses fall, even if I claim the royal seat, it will be a façade."

"Then that’s your family’s matter!" Jiang Ning chuckled.

Hearing this, Ashina’s expression slightly changed.

"I don’t know what price the Prince would require us to pay to spare the lives of the eight thousand Great Snow Dragon Horses?"

"Treasure minerals, Heavenly Materials, Earthly Treasures, all items aiding cultivation." Jiang Ning said.

Upon hearing this, Ashina asked again, "I don’t know in the Prince’s mind, how much is a Great Snow Dragon Horse worth, how many resources for its ransom?"

Jiang Ning shook his head, "No set price, depends on your sincerity! If sincerity is shown, all eight thousand live; if sincerity is lacking, perhaps only a thousand survive."

Hearing this, Ashina’s expression turned even uglier.

"Prince, without the Great Snow Dragon Horses presiding, even if I sit on the Royal Court’s throne, I can’t stabilize my position!"

Jiang Ning looked at her, saying nothing more.

Seeing this, Ashina’s face displayed a hint of helplessness.

Then she saluted Jiang Ning: "Ashina understands!"

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