<h4>Chapter 1522A – The Disturbance in the Deep Mine</h4>


    With the title ‘General Jinwu’, it was not appropriate for Qin Yu to take action against the army from the West Deste.


    However, as the Deste King, it was even worse for him to attack the Barbarian n members.


    As such, Qin Yu chose not to do anything.


    Outside the horse carriage, the cries and shouts were as loud as the waves of an ocean.


    The screeching screams as people died frequently sounded through the air.


    Hundred Saint’s expression was pale and he asked, “General, what should we do?”


    Although he was considered strong as a Saint, he did not have much confidence against the cavalry of the Barbarian n.


    Qin Yu nced at him and questioned, “Do you want to help?”


    Hundred Saint nodded hesitantly.


    Although he was not on good terms with the West Border Army, Hundred Saint knew his priorities when faced against the Barbarian n.


    Furthermore, if the West Border Army was defeated, their turn woulde next.


    Qin Yu nodded, “Alright, go ahead.”


    Hundred Saint looked at Qin Yu’s unchanging expression. He could not guess what Qin Yu was thinking.


    Gritting his teeth, he turned and pushed open the carriage door.


    However, just as he turned around, his vision turned ck and his consciousness fell into darkness.


    Qin Yu nced at the unconscious Hundred Saint and his lips curled.


    He still could not control thentern fully. He originally only wanted to knock Hundred Saint unconscious for a while.


    But unexpectedly, he almost made Hundred Saint’s mind explode.


    Coughing lightly, Qin Yu ignored the sense of guilt in his heart and he rubbed his chin.


    The killing was still continuing outside. However, it was evident that the West Border Army was about to be wiped out.


    They could not hold on much longer and they would be massacred. By then, he would be forced out as the Barbarian King.


    This was not an eptable oue for him.


    While killing the cavalry of the Barbarian n was a simple task for him, Qin Yu could not do so because he was the Barbarian King.


    This was rted to the Barbarian Mark.


    What a pain!


    Qin Yu sighed in exasperation. If he really had no other choice, he could release a tiny bit of aura and order the cavalry to retreat first. He could then take the time to prepare precautions.


    The sound of the battle was slowly quieting down and right as Qin Yu was about to take action, his eyes suddenly shed.


    He sensed a familiar aura.


    It was him!


    Thinking quickly, Qin Yu immediately stopped himself. With a ‘bang’, he destroyed the carriage door and stepped out, shouting, “I am General Jinwu of the West Deste. The Barbarian n must die!”


    His shout boomed through the surroundings like thunder.


    Icy cold res from the eyes of the cavalry from the Barbarian n instantly locked onto him.


    However, right at that moment, the leader of the cavalry’s expression suddenly changed.


    “Retreat!”


    Clip clop clip clop –


    The cavalry of the Barbarian n dragged the corpses of their fellow n members away. As the ground shook uncontrobly beneath their feet, they disappeared across the ins.


    The handsome young general who copsed on the ground was spurting blood out of his mouth. He was bbergasted by what he saw.


    “General Jinwu is so cool…”


    Before he could finish his sentence, he fainted.


    Qin Yu’s eyes swept across the area. He grabbed onto Hundred Saint with one hand and hesitated before carrying the young general too.


    Shoosh –


    His body shot through the air and he headed into the mine.


    ……


    The cavalry who retreated knelt down on the floor in a respectful manner. In front of them was an ascetic who was barefoot.


    There was a scary scar that stretched across his face and tore through his scalp. Although the injury had healed, the purple red marks were still hideous.


    “Lord Ascetic, why did you stop us from killing General Jinwu from the West Deste?” Despite being respectful to the ascetic, the cavalry could not allow their men to have died for no reason. They had to give an exnation to the rtives of the dead.


    The ascetic’s eyes were soft, a stark contrast from his terrifying appearance, “I will give you an exnation for this in the future.”


    He waved his hand, “Go along. Take the ck barbarian shaman and stop the mine mission.”


    The leader of the cavalry frowned slightly but he did not dare to oppose, “Yes, my lord.”


    Clip clop clip clop –


    The ground shook again as the cavalry rode away.


    The ascetic spit towards the ground and his eyes shone brightly. He never expected that General Jinwu who suddenly rose to power in the military of the West Deste would be that young man.


    Could all of this be rted to the Deste King?


    The ascetic turned and left. He needed to report everything that happened to the n.


    ……


    My name is Ironstone.


    That’s right, it was the ironstonepound in the ore of iron.


    Ever since I entered the army, I have been by the Grand Marshal’s side. After so many wins and defeats, what have I not seen before? I have trained my boldness.


    I am not afraid of death!


    For military men, dying on the battlegrounds was the best burial.


    I, Ironstone, have been waiting for this day.


    However, I have to admit that now, I am afraid.


    There were many things in this world that were more scary than death.


    For instance, I am being dragged into a mine now. Because of my injury, I was unconscious for a while.


    Although my physical appearance did not appear to have been changed, I feel that something inside me has changed innately.


    I…have been corrupted!


    I am no longer a pure human, but…I am a mutant that is half human and half barbarian!


    My heart is filled with terror and I can’t imagine surviving like this.


    Apanying this was an endless rage and despair. If my gaze could kill, General Jinwu, Ning Qin would have been killed a thousand times.


    Shouldn’t he have waited for the reinforcements from the camp to force the Barbarian n cavalry to retreat?


    Even if you run from the battlefield, you could have chosen any other direction. Why did you choose this way?


    Furthermore, if you wanted toe here, why bring me along?


    If there was a choice, I, Ironstone, would rather have died on the battlegrounds!


    Boohoo –


    ……


    The cries of the burly man were full of despair and utter sadness. Had anyone witnessed this scene before?


    Hundred Saint’s expression was filled with grief and he stared at Qin Yu who was seated cross-legged not far away with aplicated look in his eyes.


    After the chase from the Barbarian n cavalry, General Jinwu and his subordinates were heavily injured. No one could guard the mine…it was such a perfect reason and opportunity. As long as he gave a nudge, they could get out of this miserable nightmare.


    However, General Jinwu refused to!


    Not only that, he voluntarily took Ironstone who was sobbing like ady into the mine too.


    Everything was settled.


    I, Hundred Saint, have blood of the Imperial n in my veins. I am a young man who had a bright future ahead of me.


    How did I end up like this?


    I am stuck here and I will no longer have a chance to flee from this ce.


    Goodbye, capital!


    Goodbye, all my women!


    He thought about how he would start to evolve barbarian-like features in the future as the Barbarian n curse intensified.


    He would not be a human nor would he be a ghost.


    As he thought about this, a painful cry started to emerge from the mines.


    Hundred Saint’s eyes were flooded with tears.


    ……


    Nothing could stop my n from unfolding.


    The mine was the base.


    This was the starting point for him to establish himself in the military and gain more control.


    Qin Yu could feel Hundred Saint’s resentment from his gaze. The youngd was hateful.


    It was alright because he would soon learn that ‘desperate situations’ were meant to be broken out of.


    Flicker –


    Qin Yu’s eyes flung open. He heard footsteps which indicated that someone was here!


    “I am the general in charge of guardian the mine. Greetings to General Jinwu.”


    This low voice that was apanied with the metallic nging of armor made the damp and cramped mine seem much more ominous.


    As mentioned before, the men who guarded the mine were considered failures in the border army.


    Otherwise, they would not be assigned to this ce where they would be subjected to the Barbarian Curse.


    They finally got over the psychological despair of being here and they struggled to gain power in the mine.


    However, orders suddenly came from the border army that General Jinwu would control the mine.


    Who would be satisfied with this?


    As such, Qin Yu could understand their hostility and rejection.


    Qin Yu turned around and noticed that Hundred Saint had stopped wailing. He wore a cautious look in his eyes as he scanned the ground.


    These men were all burly but their skin was rough, dry and cracked. There were even scales that lined their bodies.


    Their eyes were either pale green or an orange color and their pupils were no longer round but t horizontal rectangles that made them look like ferocious wild beasts.


    This was the Barbarian Transformation!


    The Barbarian Curse was not used to change humans into barbarians. Otherwise, there would be many spies from the West Deste in the Barbarian n.


    It was scary because it ate at the blood of the human race and forcibly caused the human to undergo a transformation. The cultivators in the mine were trapped in a state where human and barbarian blood coexisted but could not fuse.


    This also caused their strange appearance.


    As their physical appearance changed, their souls became twisted as well. Hundred Saint sensed a thick evil aura around these men and he could not help drawing closer to Qin Yu.


    Although Saints were strong, the aura of a half human barbarian was terrifying. This was especially pronounced for the leader of the group whose head was covered in ck scales.


    A Ruler!


    He was also a powerful Ruler who was not far from the peak level.


    Despite his strength, he was not able to resist the power of the Barbarian n. If he attacked someone, he would only need one hand to turn them into dust.