Chapter Sixty-Sixth: Blowing Winter and Summoning Summer, Ha
hin someone's body, forcing Jiang Yan to remain dormant...But no matter what, Jiang Yan's silence is not a bad thing.>In fact, even after leaving the Shade of God domain, Jiang Wang wouldn't ask Jiang...Random Recommendation:
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"Heh!"
At last, the Chu envoy, Zhongli Yan, arrived at the foot of Yinxang Peak.
A valiant warrior in armor, how easy it is to shake the mountains!
This little mound of dirt means nothing to him.
His official mission was to represent the State of Chu in a diplomatic visit to the State of Yue, participating in the sacrificial rites at Taimiao Temple to honor the founding emperor of Yue. But let's be honest - unless Gao Zheng suddenly decided to step in, Master Zhongli wouldn't bother going to Kuaiji.
The Vice Envoy has already led the team to Yuecheng. All proper courtesies are being observed. As for this Envoy, I happened to catch a cold on the way and had to rest for a while.
Jiang Wang, that scoundrel, left a clear trail in Yue Guo. According to Fengdu's intel, this thief first appeared at the foot of Yinxiang Peak. He went to Langya City with Bai Yu Xia, had a family dinner, stayed overnight, and then headed to Chu Guo the next day.
Then the problem becomes crystal clear. Yinxang Peak is where Jiang Wang noticed the issue!
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Though Zhongli Yan looked down on Jiang Wang's intelligence, he had to admit that the man had a keen sense of smell and was extremely good at seizing opportunities. This kid had participated in major events in the Illusory Realm, the Calamity, and the Snow Country. This time in Yue Guo, he should not be firing blindly either.
Mount Yinxang is a solitary mountain where Gao Zheng has secluded himself to study for hundreds of years.
If Gao Zheng had left behind any schemes, there was nowhere more suspicious in the entire country of Yue than here.
Zhongli, the old man, was an impatient fellow. And being in Yueguo, a small pond that considered itself capable of swimming horizontally, even before he finished his light "heh," his iron boots were already on the mountain peak.
Every step taken, the mountain's root trembles.
He looked around, feeling that reputation didn't match reality. This rundown academy didn't seem impressive at all. He kicked the door open casually, and the summer heat sent leaves flying. Under a tree with thick branches, a leather-covered package was tied up and startled back in fright as he entered.
Zhong Li Yan turned his hawk-like eyes, sizing up the scene with composure.
The baoshe tree trunk has a sword wound, judging by the cut it seems to only be at the shenlin level. It can be reasonably deduced that this is related to Bai Yexia - because of Bai Pingfu's death, he might have come to kill Geyu Fei, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
The tree trunk bore many marks left by iron chains, and several patches of bark were missing. This showed that Ge Fei often went mad circling the tree and had never broken free from these iron shackles.
The authenticity of the rumors has been personally verified by Prince An.
Lord Tangtang Xian Gu Zhongli Yan, of course, wouldn't be interested in bullying a fool.
He walked past the rumors and back, with a rare caution, carefully searching for clues. After circling this nameless academy several times, he pushed open the back door and arrived at the platform suspended in the clouds.
On the stone platform, the remnants of the game still remain, the mountain wind and morning dew have not touched the chess pieces.
After death, the soul remains. It is unknown how many years it can persist.
Zhongli Yan's eyes lit up!
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The Zhōnglí family was a prestigious one. Although Zhongli Yan wasn't very skilled at Go, he had learned some basic formations under his father's harsh discipline when he was young.
In his childhood, he once played Go with Wuling at the Royal Chess Society. Wuling surrounded him with many stones, but he stubbornly refused to be captured, claiming he could defeat a larger force with fewer. Wuling was still unconvinced and ended up being beaten by him on the ground.
Later, a lawsuit was brought before Duke An, who not only did not blame him but also laughed and said, "Zhongli Tiger Cub," and gave him a set of cold jade chess.
Although Zhong Liyan was rebellious and fought with everyone, he never fought with Wu Ling again after that.
Wuling often joked afterwards, saying that his big and small eyes were a result of being beaten up by Zhongli Yan.
In Zhongli's evaluation system, what kind of person is Wuling
He's a good guy.
A good guy is dead.
Old Man Zhongli often said that he had a nail on his butt, and couldn't sit still anywhere. After Wu Ling died, perhaps there wasn't a single person in Yingcheng who could make Old Master Zhongli sit down calmly for a drink and a meal of the same age.
Zhong Liyan wasn't someone who would dwell on melancholy. Many things were easily resolved with a simple thought. Right now, he sat before the chessboard, ready to use his lifetime of skill to carefully examine this game and see what Gao Zheng was truly capable of.
He took a deep breath, calming himself, and then... extended his qi, touching each piece one by one.
There was nothing unusual about it, just an ordinary stone chess piece.
At most, from the texture of the chess piece itself, one can judge that it is made by grinding.
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Perhaps it was Gaozheng himself, or perhaps it was the master craftsman who designed the game, it's unclear.
Making chess pieces by hand is the most time-consuming and laborious process. Transforming a stone into a chess piece requires extraordinary patience.
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Though impatient, Zhongliyan still forced himself to sit for a while longer. He just couldn't understand this chess game - what was it that Jiang Wang found amiss Did Jiang Wang actually know how to play chess well
According to information from Fengdu, Jiang Wang has visited Yinxang Peak more than once. The last time he came was after going to Xian Valley to collect the debt—that small sum of money, actually coming to collect it in person, is truly embarrassing!
When Gao Zheng was alive, Jiang Wang came here. After Gao Zheng died, he still came. Is this abnormality unrelated to Gao Zheng
Zhongli Yan felt agitated, his hand instinctively reaching out to scatter the chessboard — he wasn't a person of refinement.
But his wrist, was grabbed.
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Across from the chessboard, a person sat.
This person appeared quite abruptly, yet it seemed as though he had always been there, or perhaps the stone chess stool was made specifically for him, becoming one with everything else, including the game itself.
There has never been anyone across from Gao Zheng's chessboard. No one in Yue Guo could play against him, and no one outside of Yue Guo was willing to come to this table. This stone bench covered in moss had been blown by the mountain wind for many years. Only he, who had just come out of the Shan Hai realm, had sat on it once. Now he was sitting on it again.
The handcuffs on his wrist were still there, and two massive chains dragged behind him. His hair was disheveled, his face ugly and horrifying to behold. Yet, he displayed an unusual degree of civility.
...the leather armor insect was still locked in its struggle against the tree just moments ago!
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The soul was torn apart and divided into the five realms of the Sea of Souls and the realm of ignorance. Duke An, who personally investigated, could not find the problem. The only information in the intelligence report was that Ge Fei had a cultivation base at the level of the Divine Presence!
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Gev Fei was also with Wu Ling, leading a large army into the Meteor Immortal Forest, but in the end, he was the only one who walked out alone.
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He sat across from him on the chess stool, tightly gripping Zhongli Yan's wrist and staring intently into his eyes as he slowly said, "This is the last game left by the Master. You shouldn't disturb it."
"Ge Fei" Zhong Li Yan asked like this.
“Ge Fei!” Zhongli Yan’s voice was laced with coldness.
The pinnacle martial artist's essence, at this moment, was unleashed without reservation. It surged like the breaking of the Qiantang River dam, a tidal wave crashing down, as if a heart of colossal size beat within him, emitting a thunderous roar. From that pounding came a force as vast as mountains and oceans. His hand pressed downward, and the entire Yinxang Peak seemed to sink!
"Wait until I've ruffled it, then you can set it again - if you remember how."
Zhongli's sharp eyes glared at Ge Fei's cruel gaze. The power of the two men collided directly at the juncture of their knuckles and wrists.
Click! Click! Click!
There was a distinct sound of bone cracking.
Zhongli Yan's hands sank resolutely.
Gev Fei's eyes bulged, veins throbbing violently around them. Bloodshot crawled across the surface of his eyeballs, and his skin cracked open! Like tiny pieces of paper, it tore and ripped apart under the onslaught of a furious storm. From the gaping fissures in his flesh, one could glimpse the strange, alien form beneath —
That seems like a void world that can contain everything.
Inside, it was pitch black, and within that blackness, crimson flesh appeared. Like a red snake waking from hibernation, it slowly approached the mouth of the cave.
In this process, Ge Fei's power continuously soared. He could already see through illusions, and his thoughts manifested as reality instantly.
At this moment, he was like a mountain and sea.
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He defined it as magnificent.
“I've had enough!”
Ge Fei's lips bared fangs, his wild hair dancing around him as he let out a near-frenzied growl: "I'm done with the act! Bah bah bah, grinning and drooling, circling that rotten tree endlessly."
"I'm fed up with being suffocated and enduring this frustration. I dress, I eat, but I'm just wearing a human skin."
“I'm fed up with you all coming to me with your ulterior motives, treating me like a circus monkey.”
"What are you, you trash—what am I!"
In the midst of his furious roar, he actually lifted Zhongli Yan's wrist!
Zhongli Yan's arms, as solid as stone, crackled with fine but numerous fissures. Even the formidable physique of a warrior couldn't withstand such an exchange. Blood mist erupted from his arm, already piercing through his armor plates, drifting in the air.
This is not the end yet.
Ge Fei's ferocious eyes suddenly closed. His eyelids, like shutting the door to the world. The entire Yin Xiang Peak fell into absolute darkness. In the endless night, only Zhong Liyan's blood and energy exploding within his body still burned like a torch, dazzlingly bright.
The overwhelming darkness, like a tide, surges over and over again, each time sweeping away a large amount of vital energy.
In this fierce confrontation, Zhong Liyan always held his head high. Within the roaring blood qi torrent, a shadowy outline of an ancient armor appeared. This suit of armor stood tall and illusory, filled with blood qi that formed the vague shape of a human. It supported the armor and demonstrated brute force. This was the martial god created by Zhong Liyan!
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Martial arts is a new path, with not too much experience from predecessors to follow. Today's Zhongli Yan is also one of the explorers.
And Ge Fei's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, so the sky brightened, and the night along with Wu Dao Shen vanished. Under the brilliant sunlight, one could see that Zhong Li Yan's face had turned pale.
Ge Fei let out a soft puff of air, and suddenly a strong wind swept across the border of Yue Country. Above the Hidden Xiang Peak, snowflakes began to fall, swirling in the sky!
Day and night shift, blowing winter wind calling for summer.
He is Zhu Jiuyin, who subdued all the mountain and sea monsters and reigned over the Shanhai realm. He is the master of the Shanhai order.
Now in this present world... it has become true!
Ge Fei displayed absolute tyrannical power, grabbing Zhong Li Yan's wrist and lifting him from Gao Zheng's seat: "You dare to underestimate me!"
Above the peaks, there are more peaks.
The heavy sword on Zhongli's back, had vanished at some point. In its place, a sword-shaped mountain peak soared high above, burning with surging blood Qi, tilting downward like a blade descending from the heavens.
The snow falling from the heavens was pierced through by this sword peak.
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Nanyue ranks first among all mountains, towering over millennia.
But the current Ge Fei was so powerful, he held onto Zhong Liyan tightly and directly stood up, leaving the chessboard. He raised his fist, still chained, and punched the peak!
Boom boom boom!
The earth-shattering collision occurred high above, not even causing the chessboard to tremble.
Here we go!
In the midst of the violent shaking of the chain, the sword-shaped peaks were blasted back to the heavy sword. Then they fell back into Zhongli Yan's unsteady hand.
Gèfēi lowered his head and saw in his hand a fresh, blood-slicked, armored limb. The flesh at the break was torn and ragged, clearly ripped apart with brutal force.
Zhongli Yan won back a short period of freedom in this way, earning the possibility of continuing to fight.
Ge Fei grinned cruelly, his lips stretched wide in a cruel smile.
This is the way beasts fight, he knows it well.
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"Heaven approaches the Sacred Lord, establishing the temple in the South Heaven. Shouldering the weight of all people, bearing the responsibility of the nation's foundation. Averter of misfortune, vanquisher of evil, Heaven does not bestow a year without..."
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As the capital of Yue, Kuaiji City still held quite a bit of majesty.
Before the Temple of Heaven, a ceremonial officer read aloud the sacrificial text in a loud and clear voice. The booming sound rippled outwards in circles across the vast square.
The officials of Yue, both civil and military, lined up in an orderly procession, all displaying expressions of grief.
As Dǒu Miǎn, deputy envoy of the Chu state, he impatiently twisted his neck.
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He knows very well what kind of person the first emperor of Yue was. In his eyes, he was nothing but a lucky dog who took advantage of the chaos to seize a territory. He was still a man who bullied orphans and widows and usurped the throne by killing his master. Saying something like "shouldering the hopes of millions and bearing the weight of the country" is simply too ridiculous.
The second emperor of Yue was somewhat capable. He took charge during a crisis and stabilized the country. He single-handedly created the valiant Qian Tang Water Army, truly laying the foundation for the stability of the Yue nation and establishing its territory that continues to this day. However, the reason Yue could persist was because this emperor proactively submitted a declaration of allegiance to the Chu king. At that time, the Chu kingdom was engaged in multiple wars on various fronts and had little manpower to spare. The Chu king ignored the submission and allowed him to develop freely.
Looking back at the history of Yue, in Doumian's eyes, there was only one who could be considered truly great: Gaozheng.
But Gao Zheng also died, in the aftermath of Chu's conquest of Nandou Dian, he was crushed with ease. The process was like squashing an ant, not even causing a ripple on the Qiantang River.
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Even Gao Zheng can no longer be considered a hero.
A hero should not have an unknown death.
From ancient times to the present, heroes of the south have all come from Chu. Only Chu has talent!
This mission, Dou Mian was reluctant to come. He is the only one in the Dou family who has won the Dou Zhan Jinshen title for almost five hundred years, and he is also the son of the Duke's heir. He is so noble that it makes no sense for him to be an assistant to a young man from the Zhongli family.
But at court, Zhong Liyan called out the name of Wei Guo Gong's family, saying that they were full of talented people, with Dou Mian and Dou Zhao known as the twin prodigies... In short, after a round of praise, he couldn't shrink back in shame.
This trip was originally intended for a visit to Kuaiji, just to relax and unwind. However, Zhongli Yan ran away halfway through, leaving only him to lead the delegation for the ceremony.
Of all the affairs of the world, none are more complicated than ceremony.
He was certainly proficient, but also troubled. Although he was troubled, he couldn't be like his elder brother Dou Zhao, who had the power to crush all rules and regulations with arrogance and unrestraint.
He could only swallow his anger and deal with all the diplomatic affairs properly, so as not to shame the great nation and make the world laugh.
At this moment, he stood quietly before the envoy contingent, silently watching Emperor Wenjingxiu of Yue's retreating figure. He thought to himself that this man truly wasn't like an emperor; not only was his bearing weak and scholarly, but his temperament was also quite meek. Even towards a rather careless deputy envoy from Chu like himself, he showed utmost respect and deference, which was quite amusing.
For some reason, his thoughts drifted, and he thought of someone named Jiang Wang.
Back when they were at遲雲山, they competed for the legacy of the Immortal Palace, their fight was a real back-and-forth. Now even that elder brother who was known as the first pride of 大楚 is being overshadowed by him.
Life's experiences are truly unpredictable and ever-changing.
When he returned from Chíyún Mountain, he still prided himself on his family background and natural talent. He thought to himself that he had only lost some experience in life and death, and that one day he would win it back.
Now of course, it's impossible for both morning and evening to happen...
He wasn't like Zhong Liyan, who wouldn't admit defeat even if he was beaten half to death. He had already realized at the face of a gap that grew larger and larger despite his desperate efforts that he wasn't the invincible protagonist. Understanding that he could never catch up to his elder brother, he naturally couldn't catch up to Jiang Wang either.
Knowing oneself is a painful process, he thought. Perhaps all Koreans need time for this.
Just as Dou Mian was listening to the sacrificial rites, feeling drowsy and his mind wandering, he suddenly saw the King of Yue standing before the officials make a move.
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He stood on the altar, as if he had just received some news. He did not move but turned his head back.
Those eyes were not looking at him.
But Dou Mian was startled.
On that face, which was too refined, too delicate, and always wore a gentle smile, he saw an expression of malice that had never been there before.
...like a wolf caught!
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