Chapter Twenty-Four: None Shall Die
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The good news is... there's still a chance.
> Jing Guo has been established for four thousand years. All the roads have been walked, all the positions occupied. The upward space is very narrow now. Nowadays, young people with prospects are all developing in Tianjing City. If given a choice, who would want to stay in Taiping City
>This place is said to be a renowned fortress city, but its glory has long since faded, and it's not a frontier stronghold. To say that they indulge in pleasure and lax military preparedness is putting it mildly. I came here a day earlier, and I went to the城主's house several times, but there wasn't even a sound.
"You Que's initial departure from Tianjing City meant he had already lost the chance to compete and was forced back to his hometown."
> He now lives alone in a small courtyard in the northeast corner. Here it is.
Qin Guang Wang drew a finger through the air, "Even the servants of this place are not worthy. He wasn't thrown into the firewood shed or driven out to die, only for the sake of the Yu family's minimum dignity. The Yu family now pretends this person doesn't exist."
You Que's Dao heart collapsed in the War of Fating during the year 3898, and it has been over twenty years since then.
This is a very long time.
All the possible solutions, both usable and unusable, the Yu family has certainly tried them all, but to no avail.
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He gave up on himself, and in the end, his family gave up on him too.
The coroner, Wang, was stiff but methodical in his delivery: "This task is quite simple then. Give General Taishan an opportunity to redeem himself. Let him kill You Que discreetly and bring the head back here. Go ahead now, I'll handle things with him."
To speak of the current King of Mount Tai, he is indeed tall and strong, with a robust physique... but Inspector Wang seems to be eyeing him a little too obviously.
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Qin Guangwang looked at him with some danger in his eyes: "Do you think I recruited people to supply you"
The coroner, Wang, shrank back: "I'm just giving the organization advice... you don't have to agree with it."
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Someone who can survive in the realm of hell's gate cannot possibly be truly foolish. The official Wang coveted the corpse of King Tai Shan, and King Tai Shan was not stupid either; he would not do something that guaranteed his death. The reason he constantly caused trouble was that sometimes he lost control.
Wang Biancheng ignored the undercurrents between them, maintaining a cold demeanor: "If killing You Que were as simple as that, clients could just get their hands dirty and solve it themselves. Why would they spend a lot of money to hire us"
He looked at King Qin Guang: "As you said, there's no need to delve into the client's intentions as Hell has no gate. But before taking action, I must know what dangers I will face."
Even with over twenty years, verifying that You Que is a failure.
Even with countless reasons to explain You Que's harmlessness,
But the fact that someone is offering a high price for Yu Que's assassination alone speaks volumes about how dangerous he is.
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Either the absence of something is not simple, or the things involved in its absence are not simple.
A person who has been cut off from their future, removed from the family line of succession, and with no power struggles or interest competition... then why would anyone go to such lengths to have them killed
Please have the Hell's Gate intervene, the price won't be cheap.
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He would rather that You Que had already reshaped his Dao heart and returned to his divine form, or that he was still valued by his family and well-protected. That kind of danger is still within the known realm. Whether to fight or not, he can carefully consider it.
Now we don't even know what the dangers are in the fog, whether it's a sea of swords or a sea of fire. To recklessly take our lives to investigate... How many lives can be so foolish
"You're right," Qin Guangwang mused. "But time is tight, and we're in Jing Guo. Our actions are very limited, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to investigate too thoroughly."
"Why don't we have Taishan King scout the situation first" Wùguān Wang unexpectedly chimed in with a suggestion.
King Qin Guang could bear it no longer and slapped him to the ground with one hand.
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He was like a broken clay doll, not even a whimper escaping his lips. His bones and muscles were separated, limp under his black robe, like a puddle of mud.
Soon, another spirit descended. The bones reassembled, flesh and muscle continued to cling, and the black robe was pulled back on. Officer Wang swayed slightly before settling down, muttering, "I won't speak."
Wang of Bian City certainly did not miss the display of power from the two Yama Kings, but he remained stoic, his voice cold: "If I recall correctly, Lou Junlan should be a person from Yingtian Prefecture. Why is she in Taiping City"
Qin Guangwang had obviously investigated beforehand and spoke with authority: "She currently works at Jingjilou, holding the position of 'Bingcao Zhamjun,' which carries the power to oversee military patrols. Jingjilou conducts inspections of various provincial militias at different times each year to prevent negligence in military affairs. Lou Junlan is currently in charge of Fengtian Prefecture and is inspecting Tai Ping City."
King Biancheng said calmly, "So you're saying her arrival in Taiping City at this specific time was just a coincidence"
"That's all we can say for now," Qin Guangwang said. "We can't get any more detailed information."
"I don't believe in coincidence," King Biancheng said coldly.
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The coroner, Wang, hung his head, not sure whether to nod or shake it.
Qin Guangwang seemed thoughtful: "How do you feel about this"
King Bian of the State of Wei said frankly, "Yu Que gives me a dangerous feeling."
His future was ruined, he lived in isolation, abandoned by his family. It was too easy for him to think of a friend.
But you haven't met him yet.
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"So, I'd say it's a feeling."
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"I believe in your intuition," Qin Guang Wang nodded. "But the mission has already begun, and we must see it through. Hell's Gate has built its reputation over time, and that's important."
"Excuse me." King Biancheng said, not very politely. "Reputation"
Qin Guang Wang sat casually, his eyes playful, but his tone was serious: "As long as the price is right, no one in the world is immortal."
The You family's old house has also seen its share of wind and rain.
Back then, when You Yuheng was still alive, let alone the cities in Fengtian Prefecture, even dignitaries from Tianjing City often came to visit him personally.
The ancestral hall of the You family, how much incense ash filled with true feelings.
As far as You Qinxu's sword reached the central plains, that was also within the deep mountains, where relatives often visited.
Once he had won the top prize in the Yellow River swimming competition, many of his uncles and elders came to look after him and reminisce about old times.
Speaking of it, You Que being able to participate in the decisive War for Weishu, and stand alone under Yin Xiaoheng's command, leading a division on his own, was also thanks to the care of his uncles.
Otherwise, over the grand expanse of four thousand years, countless illustrious families, presented with such a tremendous opportunity, would never have hesitated.
It's a pity that You Que failed to seize the opportunity and instead became disheartened.
Today, the You family's mansions in both Tianjing City and Taipin City are deserted, with few visitors or passing carriages. Even the ancestral halls have seen little incense, maintained only by members of the You family themselves.
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A distinguished guest arrived that day.
The arrival is the nation's pride, Lou Junlan, who is riding high on success.
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At the beginning, during the Yellow River meeting, I also competed with Chen Suan for an outer pavilion spot. In the end, I was defeated by heaven's calculations...
Of course, in that year's Yellow River meeting, Jing Guo abandoned both the inner court and outer courtyard competitions. Their efforts were all in vain.
Lou Junlan was born into the Lou family, known as "the first family in Yingtian".
The most famous powerhouse today is now the number one true person in Zhongyu - Lou Yue.
Given the vastness of Zhongyu and the multitude of powerful beings, to be able to claim first place is to demonstrate overwhelming personal martial prowess, suppressing even formidable existences like the Mirror World Stagemaster and the Eight-Armor Commander. The sheer terror of their power is evident.
Lou Junlan herself is also a divine being, with an indestructible golden body. Having been tested on the battlefield of the demon world, her future is promising.
At the You family ancestral home in Taiping City, it was difficult to find someone worthy of receiving her at first.
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All the elderly who could leave their ancestral homes came out and lined up outside the gate.
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Lou Junlan, twenty-seven this year, has delicate features and a pleasing appearance. However, there is a hint of arrogance between her brows.
Today, he was still wearing his armor. It made him seem even more cold and aloof, difficult to approach.
"There's no need for formalities," she said as she stepped down from her carriage. She waved her hand, silencing the greetings. "I'm here on official business, inspecting the troops in Tianfu Prefecture. Thinking of the ancestors of the You family, my heart is filled with admiration. I've come to light a stick of incense in their memory."
The oldest member of the family present at the scene was You Qinxu's younger brother, You Qinyin.
Compared to his elder brother's once-renowned martial prowess in the Central Domain, he was a withered old man who had only just achieved divine presence. While it is commonly said that the path is arduous and enlightenment unattainable, he still upheld the ancestral shrine and maintained the family's reputation.
Upon hearing these words from Lou Junlan, You Qinzhi nodded slightly and said: “Thank you, Miss Lou, for your concern. Please come this way.”
Before Lou Junlan took a step to follow, she glanced at the others again and said lightly: "Mr. You can lead the way alone. The rest of you don't have to follow."
You Qinwei also waved his hand, and everyone dispersed.
When You Qinwei and Lou Junlan were no longer in sight, the youngest of the direct branch of the You family, You Shilang, couldn't help but complain: "What's there to be proud of Who asked her to come"
"Just enjoy yourself while you can, I didn't slap you. You're practically drooling over her, and you still want to save face"
There was an old man living nearby who said, "Before she participated in the Star Moon War, she was even more arrogant than now."
Then You Shi Ren let out a cold smile.
The Starry Moon War, where the Heavenly Pride of Qi triumphed over the Heavenly Pride of Jing. For every Heavenly Pride who participated in the war, it became a blemish on their life.
After all, the people of Jingguo have always been accustomed to victory.
In the You Family Ancestral Hall, Lou Junlan lit a stick of incense reverently before the tablets of generations of powerful members of the You family, and then nonchalantly asked, "Where is You Jinglong"
Standing beside him, You Qinwei blinked his eyes a few times before he thought for a moment and remembered who Lou Junlan was asking about.
In the past, when I looked at the river platform, a single palm strike overturned heaven. The Dragon King of the Chang River was astonished and exclaimed, "Unparalleled!"
Therefore, it earned the beautiful name "Dragon of Surprise."
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It has been decades since I last heard of it!
"Throughout the ages, talented people emerge. However, some jewels are hidden and remain unknown." Yu Qin sighed, "In past years, you, Yu Jinglong, were like a dragon soaring through the heavens, but now you've become just another ordinary person. I don't really care anymore, but Lou girl still remembers, doesn't she"
Lou Junlan said, "Since the departure of Jinglong, no one from our inner palace has become the top leader again. Perhaps it's that each generation is not as good as the last. I can't help but feel ashamed."
You Qinwei gently combed his white beard, implying: "Not to mention the ones ahead, even if Wanqi Jinghu is still alive, he might not be as good as Jiang Wang."
Wanqisi Jinghu was the celestial prodigy who had been chosen to represent the Imperial Court at the Daoli Sanjiu Nineteen year’s Yellow River Grand Assembly, defeating both Xu San, a celestial prodigy from Dalu Mountain, and Pei Hongjiu, the nephew of Zheng Tianfu Pei Shi and Pei Xinghe. He won his spot without any contest. In the end, however, he fell to the demon realm and died an untimely death.
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This led to a thorough internal investigation and self-correction within the Jingguo, causing them to successively abandon the Nei Fu Chang and Wai Lou Chang. They urgently recalled the Tai Yu Zhen Ren Li Yi, preventing all the divine prodigies of Jingguo, including Chunyu Gui and Zhao Xuan Yang, from displaying their brilliance, leaving them in disgrace.
Lou Junlan didn't delve further, confining the discussion to the internal palace ranking: "Based solely on that internal palace ranking, Wanqisi Jinghu did indeed have the strength to challenge Jiang Wang. But to win, his hope was probably slim. Qin Zhizhen had such a deep foundation, and despite having higher paper strength, he still lost in the competition. Though I don't want to admit it, the competition among the Heaven's Pride within the inner palace in Daoli 3919 was unprecedentedly fierce in ancient and modern times. And now, all the Heaven's Pride from back then have been left far behind by Jiang Wang…Back then, many could fight him to a draw, but now it's hard to say who could even be his opponent."
"As the saying goes, 'Time and fortune are intertwined.' You Qinyin said, 'The Yellow River is renowned for its grandeur, like a celestial dragon piercing the sun, naturally unmatched in the world. Back then, even if Qin Zhizhen had won at the Guanhe Terrace, he couldn't compare to Qin Changsheng now, who, in this divine presence, could proclaim, 'Qin is invincible.'"
Although You Qinwei's cultivation was not impressive, Lou Junlan, as a later arrival, confidently believed she surpassed him. However, her brother had once been the number one expert in Zhongyu; his vision was not to be underestimated.
"Mr. You's words have given me much to ponder." Lou Junlan mused, "The Yellow River prodigy is a figure of great influence and power. Some rise with the tide, while others are crushed by it. Those who cannot withstand its force end up like Left Guanglie, whose star fell in Qinghe County, or You Jinglong, whose heart was shattered in the Wild King City"
"The Wild King" was the city that You Que slaughtered in his prime, and it was once a major city-state of Wei. It was here that You Que's heart broke, and he became a shell of himself from then on.
Whenever I hear what Lord You Que has to say, there's always a hint of melancholy. You Qin Wei knows this side of him is unavoidable. Finally, he said: "Lord You Que, ever since the incident that year, has become increasingly solitary and eccentric, living alone in his courtyard and rarely interacting with others... I fear it would be inappropriate."
"I shall visit you in person," said Lou Junlan with a composed expression.
Yu Qinwei then stopped blocking him.
To be honest, no one in the Yu family could stop Lou Junlan. Even being here to beat around the bush before greeting him is considered giving him face by Lou Junlan.
The path led to this secluded cottage deep within the vast and gloomy mansion. Even on the cobblestone road, weeds grew rampant, a testament to the utter neglect it had suffered for who knows how long. No one could say when You Que died here, nor did anyone seem to remember.
You Qinyin didn't try to hide anything either. As he reached the front gate of the small courtyard, he picked up the doorknob and gently knocked a few times: "You Que, someone is here to see you! Get yourself ready."
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After a while, a slow voice sounded: "Stop looking, I'm not here."
Lou Junlan stepped forward, with the bearing of a nobleman's descendant: "My name is Lou Junlan from Tiance Mansion. I humbly request an audience with you, sir."
That voice impatiently said, "I'm not going! I said no!"
You Qinwei turned his head, his face twisted in displeasure: "Look, this..."
Lou Junlan politely smiled: "Since that's the case, then..."
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She flung open the door and walked into the inner room, only then saying in a faint voice, "I hope I'm not intruding."
The scenery in the small courtyard is quite different from what I imagined.
It was afternoon, the sun setting low. A man in rough hemp clothes, his long hair tied back with a wooden hairpin, paused his hoeing and looked up serenely, his eyes holding a quiet solitude.
Though his features still bore the shape of a middle-aged man, his hair was already streaked with white. He must have been handsome in his youth, but like his silvering strands, he too had withered away.
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Behind him was a sea of green, with all sorts of vegetables.
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This lonely courtyard was tended by him into a vegetable garden.
Amongst the furrows in the field, a flock of chickens were pecking and strutting about.
Under the eaves of that house, a dog was lying. Seeing a person coming, it stood up and wagged its tail.
Afternoon warmth, just like an ordinary farmhouse.
For decades, he lived in seclusion.
It wasn't that lonely either.
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