Chapter 607 - 255: Advancing North, Ji Hai Leaves the Pass (Part 2)

Outside the mansion, two rows of armored guards stood silently in the snow, seemingly transformed into statues, neither hearing nor seeing nor watching.

They also knew that at this moment, in the Lotus Heart Pavilion, those with the highest status in Beizhou were deliberating major matters.

Determining the life and death future of the Beizhou Dynasty.

"Upon encountering winds and clouds, it turns into a dragon. I have to admit, I underestimated Chen Ping. Yet, I didn’t expect that the Situ Brothers from the Celestial Secret Tower couldn’t handle him and even couldn’t slow his progress."

Venerable Mingyu sighed, somewhat disengaged.

Sometimes, although strategies are useful, ultimately it depends on fate.

When fortune visits, Heaven and Earth support; when fortune leaves, heroes lack freedom.

He realized that the one to the South has been favored since debut, as if aided by Heaven.

Any scheme, when faced with that person, is like child’s play, with no real effect.

Conversely, those who oppose him end up with heavy casualties.

There is indeed an imposing aura of meeting gods to slay gods, meeting Buddhas to vanquish Buddhas.

Such a situation, even with Venerable Mingyu’s disposition, leaves some doubt.

Thinking back to that night, when the Thirty-Six Domains of the Star Luo Archipelago simultaneously re-enacted events of the Ancient Dynasty, perhaps there is something unknown involved.

Is it truly possible to create a Saint King?

Recalling some ancient legends.

Mingyu shook his head again.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Nowadays, there’s no longer that Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from ancient times, and the surrounding environment is vastly different. Chen Ping’s rapid rise seems like cheating. It’s surely just coincidence."

"Venerable, is the Situ Family considered among the first-rate characters of the world?"

Yuwen Mu, the Emperor of Beizhou, hesitated to ask too bluntly in order not to appear too ignorant.

However, Murong Qianshan wasn’t burdened with such concerns.

Not knowing, he asked.

Recently, the compiled reports made this Prime Minister of Beizhou feel uneasy.

As a result, after several deliberations, Beizhou’s frontline troops have slowed their attacks.

It’s not that they don’t want to fight Nanli but rather avoid a fierce battle that benefits Chen Ping’s forces.

"Situ Brothers really aren’t much of a threat, but behind them, Li Xuanji is a formidable character. He’s known for harming others without benefiting himself, quite capricious and narrow-minded.

This time, Chen Ping disrupted several centuries of Celestial Secret Tower’s plans, defeating Li Xuanji’s forces greatly. But he will surely not let this go easily, and in the long view, it’s actually a good thing."

Venerable Mingyu chuckled lightly.

Considering how the Celestial Secret Tower has been causing trouble for a century, annoying everyone profoundly, the death of Situ Yun and his brother was welcomed.

"There’s something I don’t understand. Since the Venerable considers Chen Ping a dire threat, exceedingly hard to deal with, why stop me from sending troops southward to join forces with Nanli’s troops for a joint attack on the Southern Region?"

"The Emperor is unaware. Though Chen Ping’s future is worrisome, the Ji Family in Nanli has many backup plans. Once they jointly attack Chen Ping, and the Ji Family recovers, their power will be hard to restrain.

Previously, seizing the moment, it was difficult enough to break their Qi Number, cutting off the Central Plains Dragon Vein. We can’t let them have the chance to regroup."

"Indeed?"

Yuwen Mu’s expression changed slightly, raising two fingers to point above.

Seeing Venerable Mingyu slowly nod, his expression grew even more grim.

Being Emperor, what stifling agony!

He was better off enjoying life in the Great Desert Grassland.

There he could indulge without regard for others’ opinions, without too many considerations.

Now, advancing is tough.

Withdrawing, he’ll need approval from above.

Even arrogant soldiers and fierce generals, if they see benefits, won’t consent to return to previous days.

...

In Yujing City.

Ji Tang held three sticks of incense, bowed respectfully, with offspring kneeling behind him.

He chanted in whispers, inserting the incense before a Jade Carving, with an august demeanor.

To this day.

He must report to his long since "ascended" brother.

Despite knowing that contacting him now would interrupt his cultivation, it’s inadvisable.

But he has no choice.

These days.

He’s distinctly felt that even here in Yujing City, Qi luck has greatly decreased, much less the surrounding counties.

Moreover, people’s hearts are turmoil.

The first reflection of scattered hearts upon him is a significant slowdown in his cultivation of Qi’s True Dragon.

With the Divine Martial Sixth Layer Perfection and Great Success in True Dragon Dharma Body within reach, yet it remains unachieved.

Just one final step left.

"Traitors and rebels deserve death."

Ji Tang cursed inwardly, his eyes sweeping over the emperor Ji Changshou, who stood like a wooden statue beside him, filled with resentment.

If not for this worthless individual governing the nation so terribly.

Losing the nation’s heart, how could it lead to such a predicament?

The Stinging Dragon Scripture might be too hard to practice and lacks Qi’s assistance in achieving a Divine Martial Dharma Body, but it doesn’t justify imitating ancient tales of having three thousand concubines.

As Emperor, holding beauty selections every few years is still acceptable.

At least it has a legitimate purpose for the Ji Family bloodline.

Yet secretly, he sent numerous personnel for secret abductions... affairs of women, within Great Li territory, many talented women are taken to the palace.

While such matters can deceive others, they can’t fool an old ancestor like him.

He suspects some ethereal providence.

It’s likely Ji Changshou’s misdeeds, departing from the norm, causing the royal family’s prestige to plummet, hence the decline in Qi Number, allowing the South a chance to rise.