Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Four: Fu Shou
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A sky higher than the sea of clouds, with a howling wind like blades.
A ragged, yellow-faced old monk was flying swiftly. He had no armor or protection, yet the wind gusts that met him dissipated on their own, not harming him in the slightest.
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If someone approached him closely, they could hear him mumbling to himself incessantly.
"Damn it, what kind of bad luck is this old monk having"
“Must we really kill one”
“I even chose someone with a tough fate…”
"I'm going to be the next abbot of Xiankong Temple, the future Buddha of pure land. Won't you bless me, Buddha"
“Jing Shen, you must hold on! Don't follow in Jing Ge's footsteps!”
A person flies swiftly in the vast expanse of heaven.
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And upon the earth, powerful divine thoughts would occasionally surge into the sky.
Every time this happens, the little bell on the waist of the yellow-faced old monk would shake slightly—
"The extraordinary deeds of the Hanging Temple, benevolent masters from all directions are invited to make convenient arrangements!"
Thus, the strong man blocking the way understood that this was a special envoy from Eastern Holy Land's Hanging Sky Temple in the Buddha Sect. He was on a mission for Buddhist affairs and only passing through, with no intention of causing trouble.
Those who are friendly with Hanging Sky Temple may go their own way. Those who harbor ill will towards Hanging Sky Temple, upon considering its strength, will remain silent. Unless facing a mortal enemy, no one would easily cause trouble.
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Of course, even a special envoy of the Hanging Temple wouldn't dare to fly openly across the skies of Jingguo, such a powerful nation. Along the way west, they also detoured around several places, avoiding some forbidden areas.
In the watery depths of the grotto, beside the glass coffin.
A stunning female demon lay silent in the coffin, completely motionless. The young man with his sword pointed held a composed expression, his eyes resolute.
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The conversation inside the Palace of Heavenly Ascent was still ongoing.
“You just used the power of the Prime Minister's Seal to block the Spirit Void Hall, further confirming my judgment,” Jiang Wang continued.
"Oh"
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"Dong A Suo Pei, is the seal of the prime minister of Zhuang Guo, holding the foundation of the mountains and rivers, managing the society and state of Zhuang Guo. You could have simply blocked the attack, or even destroyed it without consequence. But you were able to silently absorb its power for yourself. I think that sheer strength alone isn't enough to explain this. Your deeper understanding of the seal of the prime minister of Zhuang Guo is one reason."
"Well said, Jiang Wang. I'm growing to admire you more and more," Jiang Yan's voice was deep and resonant.
“To be admired by you is probably not a lucky thing. I want to know... why is it me” Jiang Wang asked.
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"Yes, why is that for you" Jiang Yan smiled.
There was something ominous in that smile.
Because with this laughter, the soul lamp actually began to move closer to Jiang Wang's primordial spirit.
The ethereal hand of smoke above the candle reached out, carrying an immense sense of oppression.
He crossed the boundary line!
Jiang Wang didn't hesitate, immediately controlling his body and stabbing Song Wanxi's heavenly spirit with his sword.
This is the line he drew, a boundary between life and death. He must obey it under any circumstance, at all times. Only then does deterrence hold meaning.
But the sword tip only trembled slightly, then remained motionless, hanging suspended just before Song Wanxi's brow.
The hand wielding the sword has gone out of control!
Jiang Yan was there talking to Jiang Wang precisely to seize that sword-wielding hand, eliminating the threat from its root and removing any worries he had.
Jiang Wang had no idea how Jiang Yan, in the midst of an unresolved battle at Tongtian Palace, managed to bypass his control and forcibly seize the Swordmaster's hand. Such a feat would undoubtedly require immense expenditure, otherwise, Jiang Yan wouldn't have waited until this moment. But the effect was phenomenal, unheard of by Jiang Wang, leaving him unable to avoid the attack.
"Now, nothing can stop us from being as one." Jiang Yan said softly.
The ghostly candle blazed closer, the blue hand that extinguished the black-hearted demon’s spirit spread wide, bearing an air of total control, its power awe-inspiring.
In such a sudden upheaval, Jiang Wang unexpectedly did not retreat but advanced instead, his sword slashing forward to settle the matter.
“I'm not interested in merging with you!”
Just then, the Entangled Star Serpent that lay writhing on the ground suddenly opened its serpent eyes and leaped up. Its blood-red mouth gaped wide, swallowing the Underworld Candle in one gulp from behind!
The blackness in its eyes had faded, and the black markings on its body were gone. All that remained was a scattering of starlight, which made it appear majestic, powerful, and sacred!
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This sudden attack was exactly what Jiang Wang had been brewing for a long time.
Jiang Yan was deliberately delaying time, wasn't he
During the conversation, Jiang Yan secretly encroached on the hand wielding the sword, while Jiang Wang used this time to reawaken the Entangled Star Python, grasped his own Dao meridian true spirit, and truly regained his home-field advantage.
Both parties are restless and intentionally dragging their feet, without ever truly communicating with each other!
Without negotiation, after tearing each other apart, there is no possibility of coexistence.
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Due to a moment of carelessness, Jiang Yan found himself trapped in a pincer attack.
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It seemed like the scene where the black-hearted demon had first awakened was replaying. Jiang Wang once again flipped the tide of battle.
But see that the candle flame, above it, blue smoke billows.
Beside the hand of azure smoke, another hand of azure smoke was born.
Two hands shot out swiftly, one above the other, firmly holding onto the giant mouth of the Entangling Star Python.
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The entwined Star Serpent writhed and snapped, unleashing all its might, but its massive jaws could not close on anything!
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...and the blue smoke continued to condense.
Body, head, limbs, even hair and clothing...
A tall, strangely-featured man appeared in mid-air.
With both hands gently supporting the giant maw of the Star-Binding Python, he pulled outward, as if trying to tear it apart. But perhaps considering the value of the Dao vein spirit, his hand retracted and in the midst of the Star-Binding Python's pained hissing, he unleashed a punch!
This punch directly smashed the Entwined Star Python, which was empowered by the Heavenly Palace's blessings, onto the ceiling of the Heavenly Palace.
With a deafening roar, the Chasing Star Boa fell helplessly, crashing onto the ground of Tongtian Palace. It lay limp as a dead snake, devoid of any trace of its former might.
The man in his prime, gathered by the azure smoke, finally turned back, looking at Jiang Wang and his sword.
This person's identity has now become completely clear. He is not an outsider, but none other than Zhuang Taizu Zhu Chengqian, who founded the Zhanguo dynasty hundreds of years ago!
He was a prominent general of the expanding frontier during Emperor Yonming's reign, and in the period when King Han Yin ruled over Yong, he proclaimed himself king by seizing territory.
He is the spokesperson for the Taoist forces in the western frontier and an eight-confidant of Song Hengjiang, the master of Qingjiang.
He proclaimed the end of Yong Kingdom's dominance and personally destroyed the White Bone Path, which had existed for hundreds of years.
He is the husband of Bai Gu Sheng Nü (former White Bone Holy Maiden) Gu Yi, and he fell in love with Song Wan Xi, the princess of the Qing He Water Clan.
That's why he knows so much about the Qingjiang Shui Mansion.
He was once a renowned figure in the world, but now he dwells as a ghost in the flickering candlelight of the underworld.
That's why he could guide Jiang Wang to repeatedly flee under the noses of Zhuang Gao Xian, Du Ruhui, and Song Hengjiang.
Almost two hundred years ago, the death of Duke Zhuang's ancestor was a huge upheaval, and more importantly, a long-term consequence.
Zhuang Chengqian never truly died, and now he is about to be reborn using Jiang Wang's body!
When Zhuang Chengqian and Jiang Wang's names are put together, it is almost a foregone conclusion.
One is the founder of the state of Zhuang, and the other is a young man from a small town in Zhuang.
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One was a former worldly expert, the other a current inner palace cultivator.
They were once one, now they are enemies.
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At this moment, facing Jiang Wang's lightning-fast sword strike, its power as fierce as thunder.
Chuang Chengqian didn't hesitate, he slapped him right away!
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