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How could he know that I didn't know her? Didn't I say anything for all those days? Yet, this woman, whom I had only met twice, trusted him. My life, as Jiang Anbo, would be like this.
I am good; I am stronger than him, and he knows it.
Jiang Anbo snorted and stopped entangling with Gu Ping. Instead, he walked up to Han Yu, his legs crossed over a Starlight Seal that belonged to him, Jiang Anbo, as he approached Han Yu.
The one hundred twenty-third disciple of the Sunfire Sect, Jiang Anbo.
The eighteenth disciple of the Yuyao Sect, Han Yu had met Jiang Shixiong before. Since he hadn't seen the Starlight Seal earlier, he couldn't reveal his identity and asked for his senior brother's understanding.
From their brief exchange, it was clear that although Han Yu held a higher rank outside his sect compared to Jiang Anbo, the Sunfire Sect was backed by the Light Path Classic. It had been established many years earlier than the small Yuyao Sect. Therefore, even though Han Yu was an eighteenth generation disciple of the Seventh, he still had to address Jiang Anbo, the one hundred twenty-third disciple of the Sunfire Sect, as senior brother.
So, how about thanking him quickly?
Gu Ping walked over with his head held high. He had originally been kicked aside by Jiang Anbo. After they reminisced for a while, they finally got down to business.
At that time, three senior brothers from the Starry Sect at the Nascent Soul Stage would participate in the first and second batches to compete for the top spots. Afterward, more than ten disciples from the Sunfire Sect would be waiting outside the city to assist them. This was all for show in front of those Daoist Sects; secretly, there were already scholars who had entered the city—Zhou Chun from Jade Void Sect, Wu Lei from Treasure Pavilion, and Xu Qiaoshan from Thunderstorm Pavilion—along with his brother Xu Qiaoshui. Four of them were at the Infant Period Cultivator stage and ranged from early to late stages of Nascent Soul. The Divine Period cultivator would be leading this time from Cheng Dao Sect—Chu Yunfeng. That was all he knew.
Patiently listening as Jiang Anbo listed names like a menu item, even Gu Ping, who had experienced The Book of Radiant Path incident, couldn't remain unfazed. Those names were indeed well-known in the cultivation world; however, within their respective sects, they were pillars of strength. If those leaders knew that these individuals were secretly associated with Light Path Classic, it would certainly stir up trouble.
Gu Ping smacked his lips and glanced at Han Yu before speaking: "It seems that whether he is here or not, our Light Path Classic is bound to succeed this time. Why bother letting him in? What if something goes wrong or if he's not quite right in the head and spills The Book of Radiant Path? Wouldn't we lose both our lady and our soldiers? That deal is simply not worth it."
"There is a junior brother named Zu Xuanji in Yimen. According to his calculations, if they don't act out soon and after some time passes, I will bring The Book of Radiant Path into the academy. At that point, I will gain their protection. Even if they hate me to the bone then, they won't have any choice but to accept it. So I must mention this opportunity that isn't particularly good; forcing me out of the academy might give them a chance."
I fear that in the future, he will hate us.
Gu Ping smiled, appearing unconcerned. He knew that what Dong Jiang Anbo said might not be entirely true, but even so, Gu Ping and Yan Dong were not optimistic about whether Light Path Classic could truly withstand the pursuit and ambush of the Daoist Sect and produce another Wei Guangming.
"I don't deny," he thought. Was he trying his best to win me over? If he really couldn't persuade me, it wouldn't be too late to kill later.
Jiang Anbo felt no guilt at all. Since the words had been laid bare, there was no need for both sides to hide anything. It was better to say everything that could be said; as for what would happen tomorrow or the day after, it depended on Gu Ping's own choices.
We feared that if we waited too long, we might not be able to kill him.
Some people were afraid. Bu Luo and his faction from the Sunfire Sect were particularly fearful. Externally, Light Path Classic was roughly divided into two factions: one consisted of those who sought The Book of Radiant Path, while the other was focused on quiet cultivation in deep mountains and forests, waiting for Dongyi to summon the Light Path Master. The latter group was mostly composed of old men, and the vast majority were high-level combatants of Light Path Classic in the Dust Realm. Therefore, it was wiser for them to remain silent and avoid trouble. Even if Light Path Classic faced a great calamity, only a few old men would emerge to maintain appearances while the rest remained indifferent. The other faction could be further divided into two types: one advocated for killing the chicken to get the egg, while the other believed that at least I didn't deny being a bad person who could join them as disciples of Light Path Classic.
So he should thank me. Gu Ping clasped his fists and bowed slightly. Even Jiang Anbo felt that this person's thick skin had reached a certain level.
"I don't deny," Sister Summer Solstice had persuaded him so much that he ended up wearing the Peony Mask; otherwise, he might have already lost himself somewhere as a rat.
After saying this, Jiang Anbo suddenly froze, remembering that he would never see Sister Summer Solstice again after many years. He wondered if her decision back then was worth it.
Ah, Sister Summer Solstice. He remembered wanting summer all year round, although he didn't know why. Bu Luo probably couldn't achieve that even if Dao Zun came; turning all four seasons into summer was impossible. Yet he knew one thing: she didn’t have to leave so hastily in the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm. She wanted her death to convey something to him or leave him with a thought—a person should always have something they are willing to pursue at any cost. She was like that; those brothers and sisters who died in the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm were like that too. But he didn't deny that it seemed unworthy. Perhaps one day, when he felt it was worth it, he would do as she did.
The three remained silent for a long time. Although they were in a secluded little space with blue skies above and a gentle breeze blowing through, they all felt something was missing—perhaps it was the blazing sun of summer or the high-hanging red moon; no one knew.
Meanwhile, those hidden within various Major Sects who belonged to Light Path Classic felt as if they were walking in a crimson night. Though there was bright sunlight, it felt like darkness; despite the surroundings being illuminated, once their identities were exposed, they would be swallowed up in an instant—Coco wouldn't know anything about Liu Dong.
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