“True courage in the young is truly precious,” the voice in the mirror suddenly sighed with emotion.

Zhuang Gao Xian didn’t admit that his courage was not as good as Jiang Wang’s.

Of course, he would never, like Jiang Wang, bravely break away from the state system, give up all glory, face all dangers alone, and only seek to hold the sword of freedom.

Of course, he was not willing to give up everything he already had, go directly to the Eastern Territory, kill that person on the spot, and directly face all the consequences of this action. Even if he was much stronger than Jiang Wang.

But this was unrelated to courage; it was only in the determination of the two.

Jiang Wang wanted to kill him because his heart held deep-seated hatred and he bore a blood feud. He wanted to kill Jiang Wang more just to cut off a threat and eliminate a hidden danger. When he felt it was necessary, he would act without hesitation. When he thought it wasn’t worth it, he would just silently endure.

But considering things back and forth, weighing the pros and cons, how was this not the hesitation brought by the years?

“I feel that true courage is the great cause we are now carrying out,” Zhuang Gao Xian said. “It is even when no one understands, also firmly enduring forward in the darkness.”

“I am truly happy you can sincerely agree with our ideal from the bottom of your heart,” the voice in the mirror said with a slightly unhappy tone, then turned to: “What do you plan to do now?”

Zhuang Gao Xian said: “First, the Protecting Country Great Array of Zhuang Country must be established as soon as possible. Otherwise, once I cannot solve him, waiting for him to achieve Cave True, I will never have peace.”

The voice in the mirror said: “We certainly don’t lack these resources and are also very willing to provide them to friends. But they need to be delivered slowly in a reasonable way, without revealing any trace. The people watching us may be much more numerous than you imagine.”

The person in the mirror emphasized the current limitations of their organization. The action to erase traces after the Myriad Demon Gate incident was already a big risk.

Zhuang Gao Xian also knew when to stop, as long as he got the resources.

As the emperor of a country, the lord of Zhuang Country’s revival, he clearly understood the relationship between interests and price. For this terrifying organization, he was also unwilling to ask for too much. He also feared that in the end, he would exhaust his family’s wealth and still be unable to repay.

At this moment, he sat high on the lonely throne, overlooking the vast hall in front of him, and said without any emotion: “Before acting, we must first find a way to get rid of Wu Bingyi’s gaze. His direct intrusion into the palace last time made his malice towards me too obvious.”

“Wu Bingyi…” The voice in the mirror pondered the name for a moment, not evaluating it further.

Wu Bingyi would not hold malice towards Zhuang Gao Xian. Or rather, in the eyes of this grand master of law, he never saw a specific person, but was only obsessed with a certain matter. Whether it was legal, whether it was according to the law.

As for how to get rid of the gaze of the Controller of Ju Di Palace…

Starting from the duties of Ju Di Palace was obviously a good choice.

When Wu Bingyi’s gaze had to be cast to a certain place, his gaze towards the emperor of Zhuang Country would naturally relax.

For example… disaster water.

Of course, this was by no means a simple matter. This was a game of the brave; one must hold their head in their hands and walk on a knife’s edge.

The person in the mirror greatly anticipated Zhuang Gao Xian’s performance, anticipating how this male lord who ruled over ten thousand people would “do it cleanly.” He liked clean things very much.

Just at this time, footsteps sounded from outside the hall.

The waves of the person in the mirror timely concealed themselves, leaving no lingering observable traces, giving Zhuang Gao Xian enough privacy and respect. Of course, it should be said in reverse: a person like Zhuang Gao Xian would absolutely not allow himself to live under the gaze of others day and night.

The voice of Shaya, the Grand Chief of the Imperial Investigation Bureau, rang from outside the hall: “Reporting to Your Majesty, Ku Jue, a monk from the Xuan Kong Temple, the holy land of the Buddhist Sect in the east, has appeared outside Yin Ge City! Your ministers have negotiated many times, but he has ignored them.”

Zhuang Gao Xian once suspected he had misheard, and on the dragon chair, he slightly raised his head: “What?”

…

Han Ling had Jiang Wang on his left and Bai Yu Xia on his right, flying horizontally over mountains and rivers, throwing them outside the country’s border.

“Are there any words this official needs to convey?” Han Ling asked faintly.

Jiang Wang cupped his hands: “General Manager Han, please take care.”

Then he turned and walked straight towards the distant place.

Bai Yu Xia remained silent, following closely behind him.

On the wilderness, the figures of the two young people were so straight, just like this, walking towards the distant mountains, never looking back.

He had seen Jiang Wang for the first time facing the emperor, and also seen Jiang Wang before his final farewell to the monarch.

This short period of time surpassed the brilliance of many people’s entire lives.

The etiquette of the grand master, inside the Dong Hua Pavilion, inside the Zi Ji Hall, inside the Ge Lu Palace… shadows were heavy, and finally only two words were said, “take care.”

He didn’t have any extra feelings for Jiang Wang. The emperor liked this young person’s sincerity and talent, appreciated his stubbornness and “lack of cleverness.” He also liked this young person, who was respectful and polite to him, pointing out things that should be pointed out. The emperor let this person go, and he also let this person go.

The era’s tide pushed young kings and marquises, engulfing them, and also wearing them down. That kind of sweeping power, without being personally in it, one cannot feel the difficulty of the struggle.

People, without realizing it, just blend into the unique. Just like him, Han Ling, in his childhood of waking up hungry every day, never thought that one day, he would also become part of this great empire.

He enjoyed the authority he thus held, and was loyal to the person who gave him all of this, and was also bound by the authority in his hands. This life, it was impossible to jump out.

While Jiang Wang could now jump outside the tide, it seemed to have been done very easily.

At this moment, already free, his back figure felt very heavy.

This world was often very contradictory.

Han Ling stood quietly within the borders of Qi, looking into the distance, looking at Jiang Wang, his gaze more above Jiang Wang. That continuous mountain shadow, hazy towards the supreme dragon seat. The will of heaven, carried upon this.

He didn’t know why, but he felt the mountain shadow was very lonely.

“Do you think he will suddenly chase after you and kill you?” Bai Yu Xia suddenly asked.

Having lost his official identity in Qi Country, he would naturally no longer be covered by the Zhu He Alliance, and could no longer fly horizontally in the Eastern Territory. Flying horizontally into another country without invitation was a provocation.

The first landing point after leaving Qi, Jiang Wang had already chosen early, which was the Xing Yue Plain between Xu Country and Xiang Country.

This place had long been without a master. Because it was close to the star dome, it became a treasure land for cultivators to establish outer buildings, and was also simultaneously eyed by Jing Country and Qi Country. The two major dominant countries wrestled over this, and there was fundamentally no space for a unified organization to grow, hence it had no master and was always a mix of fish and dragons.

After the battle on Xing Yue Plain, the people of Xiang Country were thoroughly driven out, while the cultivators of Xu Country gained the right to freely establish buildings here.

But this did not mean that Xing Yue Plain was just included in the territory of Xu Country—Xu Country still didn’t have that appetite, and Qi Country at that time also couldn’t eat it down. Qi Country’s most core demand at that time was still the disbandment of the Yi Tian View in Xia Ground.

This not-small-scale proxy war between Qi and Jing was but a prelude to the later Qi-Xia war and Jing-Mu war.

Xing Yue Plain was still free, only the defeated Xiang Country cultivators were not free upon it.

A free land was exactly Jiang Wang’s choice. Of course, the existence of Senior Guan Yan was also a big factor.

If Zhuang Gao Xian foolishly came over to kill him, he could truly be declared “headless” from this point on. He would certainly, with the help of Senior Guan Yan, get this head skull neatly picked off.

But although Xing Yue Plain was not considered far, now he and Bai Yu Xia could only walk there.

If he still flew wantonly like before, without official lightness skills, he would probably fight his way the whole time. Although he wasn’t afraid, there was no need for this.

“Why would he want to chase after me and kill me?” Jiang Wang asked casually back.

“Many stories are performed this way. You want to leave, and he just lets you leave, ‘good birds choose their wood’ (a good subordinate chooses a good master). When you truly leave, he just kills you halfway,” Bai Yu Xia said. “How can an emperor let an emperor’s sword remain in the world?”

Jiang Wang said: “I am still not worthy of being an emperor’s sword. The emperor’s sword of the Great Qi Emperor is his ambition to annex the sun and the moon, his fearless heart of winning every battle, his tolerant heart that encompasses a hundred rivers.”

Bai Yu Xia said: “Then you are also always a handy treasured sword.”

Jiang Wang still shook his head: “I ask myself, I’m also quite sharp. But with the heroic martial spirit of the Qi Emperor, if he needs sharpness, it should be a general who guards the country, or a Marquis. Even if it’s counting in the Military Affairs Hall, it wouldn’t be my turn to be handy.”

Bai Yu Xia turned his head to look, and said: “Okay, they’ve all left, there’s no need to be like this anymore.”

Jiang Wang seemed unaware, and while walking, he said: “Besides, the work of breaking the sword halfway, as you said, is not what General Manager Han would do. In Qi Country, the ones who do this kind of work are the Night Watchmen. The leader is Lord Zhu Sui.”

Bai Yu Xia stopped in his tracks, and his joking expression became serious: “The Lord Zhu Sui you are talking about, does he or does he not like carrying a white paper lantern?”

Looking at the hunched old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Jiang Wang also stopped.

“Old Bai, ah,” he was quite worried, “speak less in the future.”

Bai Yu Xia felt very dissatisfied: “Didn’t you shout that out first?”

In the battle of the maze, Zhu Sui died four times. One True God, two False Gods, and Yan Dao’s true self, all sank forever in the blue sea. From then on, the future was cut off, leaving only three main bodies, all of which were False Gods of the Night Tour.

Of course, even just a False God of the Night Tour, controlled with Zhu Sui’s vision, was enough to suppress Jiang someone.

But the wrinkles on his face only slightly stretched open: “Haven’t seen you in a few days, Marquis Wu’an.”

“Actually, it hasn’t been many days…” Jiang Wang sighed, “Lord Zhu Sui, why have you come?”

“Don’t misunderstand.” The old man, no longer wearing a broken hat and thus revealing his graying white hair, shook the lantern in his hand: “Just caught a few stray souls who escaped back to the country, and happened to meet you on the way back.”

“I will not be an enemy of Qi Country,” Jiang Wang said seriously.

“That is your freedom,” Zhu Sui opened his blind eyes and said slowly, “Now that you are outside the border of Qi, it may not be my patrol. I am old, and I should also rest. Perhaps I will not see you again… shall I give you something good?”

Jiang Wang actually didn’t understand why Zhu Sui wanted to give him something, but hearing the words ‘I am old’ made him a little sad.

“What does Senior plan to give me?” he asked.

Zhu Sui lifted the lantern, and a tiny white flame, like a bean, shook and flew out, floating in front of Jiang Wang.

“I once thought of letting you accompany me on the night watch, but young people should stand under the sunlight more. I once hoped that the night of Qi Country would be forever quiet, but ‘forever,’ in my case, originally had a limit. In countless nights, I felt lonely, and in more times, I felt love. I cannot accompany Qi Country any further, and you also chose to leave early. Consider this as a farewell to you, young man. This is a bit of light I seized during the night at the head of Lin Zi Street… I give it to you, do not forget peace of mind.”

Golden Sanmei Divine Fire flew out, gently wrapping this bean-sized white flame.

“I will cherish it well,” Jiang Wang said.

Zhu Sui waved his hand, carried the white paper lantern, and walked towards Qi Country. As he passed Jiang Wang, he said again: “Rest assured, I will convey it.”

“Convey what?” After he left, Bai Yu Xia asked.

There was no reason for the Qi Emperor to send two people simultaneously to see Jiang Wang off, especially these two were Han Ling and Zhu Sui.

So Zhu Sui had come on his own.

His arrival was perhaps a warning, perhaps a farewell, perhaps truly just passing by.

But Jiang Wang’s footsteps indeed became a little lighter and faster.

“Nothing,” he said. “Don’t say bad things about Lord Zhu Sui.”

Bai Yu Xia was inexplicably pessimistic about the road ahead.

I told you, Jiang Wang, I’m here to hug your leg, not to bear burdens for you. We’ve only walked a few steps, how can everything depend on me?

“What bad things did I say about him? You didn’t tell me, I didn’t even know his name was Zhu Sui, okay?”

Inside the Ge Lu Palace.

The court academician Ye Hen Shui, with a thin and pale face, set up a desk alone, just sitting there, writing and answering at the same time. His brush moved like a walking dragon and snake, falling on the paper, each word like leaping clouds, ultimately magnificent to the extreme.

His writing style was called “Dragon Palace Garden,” and his font was called “Zhang Tai Willow.” Both were pioneered by him and were very influential in the literary world of Qi Country.

He lifted his eyes from his busy work for a glance and saw the hunched figure of Zhu Sui, carrying a lamp and walking into the hall.

One dynasty’s emperor, one dynasty’s officials. Zhu Sui was an old minister of Emperor Wu of Qi; patrolling the night for a thousand years seemed too long! He thought silently in his heart.

He only said: “Marquis wants to open Huai Island and erect a statue on Tianya Platform to forever remember the Fishing Dragon Guest. The sacrificial text you requested, I have already drafted.”

For general articles, the eight eunuchs who held pens in the palace were competent enough. Their learning, like Qiu Ji’s, was not bad.

But for this kind of sacrificial text facing existences like Xuan Yuan Shuo, it needed the hand of him, this blue-clothed academician.

Why did he become a court academician, listed in the Political Affairs Hall, and sit at the highest level of the entire Great Qi Empire’s political scene? Of course, it wasn’t just because he wrote good articles and beautiful words.

The emperor called him here, both needing him to write articles and to ask for political advice.

The matter of erecting a statue for the Fishing Dragon Guest on Tianya Platform was still a result derived from the battle in the maze world.

After the war, the Fishing Sea Building had undoubtedly lost the qualification to lead the Sea Alliance, and even more so lacked the power to once again occupy Huai Island, this largest near-sea island, alone.

Song Huai, the Eastern Celestial Master from Penglai Island, was driven to Huai Island after the war, indicating that the ancient human emperor’s will would not end and the spirit of the Fishing Dragon Guest would always exist, stepping forward to support Chen Zhi Bo in rebuilding the Fishing Sea Building. Supporting Chong Guang and supporting Qin Zhen, everyone else had something to say, each holding their own view, contending for the orthodox name. This could contend for a thousand years and still not have a result. Only Chen Zhi Bo, repeatedly confirmed by Wei Xun before his death, was irrefutable in law.

Yue Jie, the general of Yang Valley, personally hosted a sacrifice for the human race heroes who died in the maze world war, listing the Fishing Dragon Guest, Xuan Yuan Shuo, as the first.

Cao Ji, representing Qi Country, also expressed recognition for this, and even more highly evaluated the sacrifice of the True Monarch of Sunken Capital. This pushed the situation to make Huai Island a place truly facing all humanity, a more open place. Advocating for the erection of a statue on Tianya Platform, recognizing the legal system of the Fishing Sea Building, and also welcoming people of knowledge from all over the world to jointly build Huai Island, so-called “all descendants of humanity inherit the will of the human emperor, all sea guests continue the heart of the fishing dragon.”

Ye Hen Shui had to admit that Cao Ji’s political maneuvering was also very superb, making the Fishing Sea Building a part of Huai Island, not Huai Island itself. But this was obviously not the best result Qi Country could have obtained after the war. Song Huai grasped the name of supporting the Fishing Sea Building, and from then on, regarding near-sea affairs, Jing Country just had the qualification to intervene, truly endless trouble.

The emperor seemed to be in a bad mood, only saying: “Thank you, Doctor Ye, I won’t look at the article, just send it directly to Huai Island.”

Ye Hen Shui thus understood that this matter would stop here.

He then stood up to salute the emperor and nodded to Zhu Sui, holding the just-written article, and went straight out.

Please note: wap.mxguan.cc