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Since the battle between Chongguang and Zhu Xian Mountain, the contest between Sima Wuduan and Loose Cultivator Mei Lingluo has become even more thrilling. After all, one is a Nine Heavens observer while the other employs various Skyfall techniques, culminating in Sima Wuduan's victory.
After that, there were numerous exchanges, yet no one dared to challenge Gu Ping, Zhu Xian Mountain, or Chongguang. Instead, the matches that occurred during those days of Infancy increased significantly, perhaps due to the growing number of Ying Cultivators.
During a leisurely banquet, Gu Ping rarely took a stroll around Hanyu Cloud Mist Villa, knowing full well that such tranquility would not last long.
In the distant north, as the long winter approached, the Two Realms War was temporarily paused. Both sides continued their probing while also assessing the year's battle conditions.
After more than ten years of the Two Realms War, the Nine Nether Alliance faced its first setback. For two consecutive years, they failed to capture Dong An Ping Pass, leading many to believe that Anping Pass could be held for a long time.
Bu Luo reviewed the annual battle reports from Anping Pass and realized that a war without retreat could not last much longer. This was evident from Bu Luo's initial struggles against Cheng Zong.
Over the past three quarters outside Anping Pass, they had lost a staggering two hundred thousand soldiers. The Nine Nether Alliance outnumbered the defenders of Anping Pass by nearly three to four times. They had the advantage of defensive formations, and with Cheng Zong pouring all resources into fortifying Anping Pass, such casualties were not surprising.
However, how long could the resources from the four major feudal states sustain this war? There would eventually be a day when supplies ran out. Moreover, as more people fled southward, how many usable soldiers could the four major feudal states muster?
The long winter brought Bu Luo a brief opportunity for respite for Cheng Zong, but it was merely a fleeting chance.
Xiao Zhang had previously been unable to attend that wedding. Logically speaking, he should not have missed it under any circumstances. However, he simply did not want to send anyone in his stead; in truth, there was no one available to send.
As a result, he was left with only a thin veil of shame covering his face. Once Cheng Zong broke through without the Immortal Eastern Realm's support, Xiao Zhang's fate would reach its end.
Braving the howling cold wind, Xiao Zhang accompanied a group of soldiers atop Anping Pass as they surveyed those willing to remain at Dong Lai and defend Anping Pass.
Looking at the faces of the soldiers, who were not exactly young but certainly not blue, the traces of the harsh wind and snow marked them. Xiao Zhang opened his mouth but ultimately found himself unable to speak.
"Master Yi, what brings you here?" Cai Jiang asked, wiping the snow from Yi Dong's eyelashes, grinning as he recognized Xiao Zhang among the mixed group of soldiers.
Having already undergone the ceremony of succession, Xiao Zhang had officially become the leader of Cheng Zong. Although he had known for a long time that he would inherit Grandmaster Mu's position, he did not wish to appear like Tian.
Xiao Zhang understood that the former Cheng Zong was like a door slowly falling into disrepair, while another brilliant star was rising, its light covering the entire world.
He did not have high expectations; he simply hoped that through his efforts, he could at least preserve Dong Chengzong's legacy, the seed planted by Liu Dong, even if it was just the spirit belonging to Liu Dong.
"We shouldn't be here," he thought. "I don't deny it." But that person was crucial; he held the future of the World of Mortals in his hands. The path of Cheng Zong had already begun to fade.
Cai Jiang was unaware of his own tears; he felt that when Xiao Zhang spoke those two sentences, a glimmer of ice crystals appeared at the corner of his eye. He didn't know if it was tears that had frozen into ice crystals.
Yang Buqi remained silent. He knew who Xiao Zhang was referring to, but he also understood that he was a disciple of Cheng Zong. The Sect needed him; they needed the sword at his side.
If there were time to clear out the demonic pests from Cheng Zong, there would still be a chance for Xiao Zhang to return to his peak and become the true Cheng Zong of Heavenly East Gate.
But that phrase left little time for Cheng Zong.
Many disciples who had lingered in their realms for years had already been sent outside Anping Pass by Xiao Zhang. Even he had come personally, hoping to give those remaining disciples in the Sect more opportunities, even if it meant just gaining an extra three years.
Xiao Zhang couldn't help but wonder why Ye You, dressed in soldier's attire and holding a fox, had suddenly come to him.
Since Ye You's unexpected arrival the previous night, Xiao Zhang had a nagging sense of foreboding, feeling that something was about to happen. Bu Luo Ye You didn't say anything, and he didn't ask. What was meant to come would eventually arrive; there was no escaping it.
After the sun set, Ye You entered Xiao Zhang's study. He found Xiao Zhang busy with his affairs, still managing the Cheng Zong, which had not yet perished. As long as Xiao Zhang remained the leader of Cheng Zong, he had to fulfill his responsibilities. Since taking over, Xiao Zhang had done exceptionally well in this regard. Under his management, Cheng Zong was flourishing like a bright beacon of prosperity.
Gu Ping had sent him here. Previously, during the Cheng Zong meeting, he noticed that Gu Ping no longer concealed his intentions. The armor he brought from the warehouse felt somewhat uncomfortable to wear; Bu Luo could manage it well enough.
Gu Ping?
Xiao Zhang stared at the flickering candlelight, remaining silent for a long time. The dancing flames cast shadows on his deeply sunken eyes, which were filled with gloom.
He felt a wave of heat wash over him. Was something wrong?
Nothing at all. Could you fetch some wine for Yoyo? It enjoys that sort of thing.
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