Chapter 710 - 212: A Masterful Move, Seizing Every Advantage, Ascending to Third Grade

Chapter 710: Chapter 212: A Masterful Move, Seizing Every Advantage, Ascending to Third Grade

His son, Zhenyan Mie, would still be someone comparable to his father, and that was enough.

She clenched her delicate fists slightly, her eyes gazing into the distance, pondering something, when suddenly hurried footsteps came from outside the Golden Tent.

The maid Xiaoyan lifted the tent flap.

"So reckless." Meng Xingxian said faintly.

Xiaoyan couldn’t spare time for apologies and said breathlessly, "The... the Old Barbarian King... has passed..."

Meng Xingxian stood up abruptly and asked, "How did he pass?"

Xiaoyan said, "He left the Withered Fire, walked into the snow-covered wilderness, burning continuously, with withered-colored flames leaping around him. Then, sensing the end was near, he sat cross-legged and peacefully turned into a skeleton amidst the flames...

A skeleton that was never extinguished, even the flames couldn’t burn it away."

Meng Xingxian said no more, grabbed the baby boy, and let out a Wolf King-like roar at the sky.

Immediately outside the Golden Tent, the wolves began to move restlessly.

In no time, hundreds of Two-headed Wolves surrounded the tent.

Meng Xingxian, carrying the baby boy, walked out of the tent, mounted a Two-headed Wolf, and without further words, headed directly towards the White Deer Clan.

She needed to confirm it personally.

The next day...

The Barbarian Queen led the child to the outside of the White Deer Clan.

The ice and snow-covered land outside was still surrounded by Barbarians, alongside the weeping Zhenyan Xue, Li Ping’an...

Cui Huayin, Jing Shuixiang, Gu Yaojue, and others looked incredulously at the besieged center.

Tang Nian stood at the very center of the encirclement, as if the world had collapsed.

The Barbarian Queen looked ahead and saw, at the center of the snowy field, an especially unique skeleton sitting cross-legged. This skeleton was as pure as white jade, transparent like glazed glass, emitting a steaming heat that even the swirling snow couldn’t obscure.

It was slightly tilted upwards, resembling a deity. Whatever thoughts occupied its final moments were unknown.

Unfortunately, the skeleton ended as just that, a skeleton, with no flesh left behind.

The Barbarian Queen had no doubt now that this was the Old Barbarian King’s skeleton.

He had indeed been burned to death by the Withered Fire.

Even with extraordinary luck, having fused with the fire, he was ultimately growing old.

This time, he sought to embrace an even stronger Withered Fire, perhaps still harboring the thought of further fusion.

If the Old Barbarian King had succeeded, he could make a comeback, raise the Barbarian King’s banner once again, reclaim everything, and bring the Barbarian Race back under his control.

That moment would be when she commanded General Chenmu Tie to launch an attack.

If the Old Barbarian King failed, it would be a genuine retreat, since she had no reason of either sentiment or ethics to strike at the Old Barbarian King’s forces again.

Thus, she had come.

The Barbarian Queen exhaled softly in relief, thankful that the Old Barbarian King had failed, otherwise... before the Barbarians even entered the Central Plains, there would be internal strife.

With many thoughts passing through her mind, the Barbarian Queen dismounted from the giant wolf with the baby boy.

The wolf pack, as if protecting, parted the surrounding Barbarians.

The Barbarian Queen took the baby boy’s hand and walked step by step to the skeleton, then knelt on the ground, paying deep respects to the skeleton, and then led the boy in a bow.

The baby boy curiously looked at the skeleton, not crying or fussing, his little head swayed from side to side, suddenly catching sight of an elderly but weathered-faced woman, her hair adorned with withered branches, watching him from not far away.

The baby boy turned his head.

The Barbarian Queen followed his gaze and saw the Queen Mother — Zhenyan Xue.

Zhenyan Xue’s eyes were red, staring intently at her.

And the first meeting between grandmother and grandson was under these circumstances.

The Barbarian Queen led the boy over and said, "Xiaomie, call grandmother."

The baby boy, not yet able to speak properly, made babbling sounds, seemingly responding.

Zhenyan Xue, breathing heavily, eyes red, did not respond...

The Barbarian Queen said softly, "Father-in-law was a hero in life; this might be his best resting place... Mother-in-law, come live with us from now on. Mie’Er still needs you."

What the Barbarian Queen really feared had always been the Old Barbarian King.

Even though the Old Barbarian King had already made way for her, she still felt as if there was a thorn in her throat.

She hadn’t allowed Xiaomie to meet his grandparents; in fact, it was a kind of provocation.

So, she was prepared for the Old Barbarian King’s furious reaction.

But now, the Old Barbarian King had given the best outcome.

Thus, from now on, she would also be a good daughter-in-law.

And just then, a sudden roar erupted not far away.

"Ah—ah—ah!"

The Barbarian Queen turned her head and saw a man, leaning on a knife, kneeling, howling at the sky, tears streaming down.

She recognized this man as one of her husband’s brothers, another son of the Old Barbarian King.

Yet, unfortunately for such a talented man known far and wide, he meant nothing to her.

She turned back to Zhenyan Xue, saying gently, "Mother-in-law, please accept my condolences."

In Zhenyan Xue’s eyes, the flames burned and burned, but upon seeing the grandson who was reaching out as if wanting to be held, they gently extinguished...

A lifetime of glory,

This is the fate of her son,

Isn’t it also the fate of her husband?

And at this moment, a cold voice suddenly broke the silence.

"I want to take my adopted father’s remains."

The Red Robe woman emerged from the crowd, followed by hundreds of people, tall and short, old and young, though most were expressionless. However... the burly man and four graceful women at her side had eyes filled with human emotion.

Tang Nian looked distantly at the Barbarian Queen, his gaze unwavering, coldly saying, "I came here for my adopted father, and now that he is dead, it is time for me to leave.

From here on, the Barbarians and Cloud Mountain Path shall remain as always, our relationship unchanged."

She was Mrs. Tang, the hidden power behind half of Cloud Mountain Path, and the source of the Barbarians’ population and resources.