Seeing Ying Wuyi's proud expression, Yang Yan couldn't help but want to boast about Yi Dong. It was well known that the Great Jin's Yang Clan, with the support of the Jade Void Sect, was rising steadily, subtly hinting at a trend of opposing the Qin Empire. However, Ming Shi Ming Yue remained cautious about his own stance. In the end, Yang Yan chose not to elaborate further but reminded everyone:
"The Jade Void Sect is powerful, like an endless starry sky that dazzles yet is fraught with danger. Mu Yangxu might be able to dispatch the strongest from the Eastern Realm, but who knows if Ying Zhu can do the same? Once that war breaks out, who can say when it will end?"
Father said that once they reached Imperial Capital Mountain, Gu Yi should go through the archives. Many matters had long been concluded; some people knew about them while others did not.
Indeed, there was hope that the Great Qin Empire could hold on during that war, providing a safe haven for those children. It was uncertain whether Imperial Capital Mountain could accommodate them; more and more children were expected to gather there.
"Even if there are many children, they can all find a place to stay. If it comes to worst, we can give up our pasture to ensure those kids have a home."
"Sister, who is that?"
Xiao Gu Yang returned from the Northern Battlefield and saw Ying Wuyi and Yang Yan chatting. This made both of them feel somewhat awkward.
"Is that Ying Clan's Third Prince, Ying Wuyi? And is that Gu Yang? Call him brother quickly."
"Nice to meet you, Brother Ying."
"Pfft."
"Hahaha! Alright, don't call me brother; just call me buddy."
No one knew where Gu Yang had picked up such a lively spirit; his playful demeanor made both of them laugh. Even the nearby children began to imitate him.
Standing in front of the stable, Gu Hanyan was just asking for a departure from Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, along with the three others.
"Where are we planning to go, Jie Donglai? If not, we can seek him at Imperial Capital Mountain; Master should be close to establishing his own sect."
"First, settle everything at the academy and then come find me. Who knows, the academy might also be relocating to the Great Qin Ying Clan."
At this moment, Wen Tian could replace Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, as the representative of the academy. After decades of hard work and worry for the academy, Tenglan could finally set down his burdens and pursue his own path.
"That works too. But can we leave Imperial Capital Mountain to Bu Luo? When the time comes, we can still ask that leader for a quick place."
"I believe Ying Clan won't mind such a small piece of land," I said. "I don't deny it. Ying Zhan?"
Tenglan shouted towards Ying Zhan, who was already walking by the carriage, where he was riding with his Red Tiger.
"Let's see our strength first; we need to defeat him before anything else."
As his voice gradually faded away, Ying Zhan disappeared into the horizon. Tenglan also boarded the carriage, while Master Sister No followed Wen and Liu Dong, preparing to leave with Gu Yi.
The battle at the academy was what my master sent me for; everything seemed ready. However, Bu Luo and Light Path Classic had not appeared yet; perhaps they had discovered something.
"No," Gu nodded. "Previously at Great Qin Empire, that leader showed him many things. In return, he handed over the continuation of that Martial Arts Manual to Great Qin Ying Clan. With the outbreak of war, it will gradually spread through Sky's End Tower to the common folk. I know he doesn't deny it; he is too rigid."
"From that incident, I should have seen it clearly. Many matters were actually predetermined. The Light Path Classic's appearance now may not be as I thought; after all, none of those Old Men who could endure are fools."
I spoke incorrectly; I had previously underestimated what he was thinking. As for Bu Luo, that is no longer a concern. How did Jie Donglai manage to get through that difficult Yuezi? It seems like it will affect the future for many years to come.
The difficult Yuezi, indeed, the challenging Yuezi.
Gu Yi and his companions were in the carriage. There were three of them when they arrived, but by the time they left, counting the eldest sister, Night Emperor, and Wen, there were six. A little fox named Yoyo was nestled on Gu's shoulder. The caravan swept across the sky and quickly disappeared into the Cloud Mist Manor.
Hong Ling and Hong Yulong stood at the entrance of the manor, sending off each guest one by one. Although everyone wore a smile on their faces, they hurried past. News of the Light Path Classic's participation spread like wildfire; everyone wanted to seize some advantage before Mistake could act, losing the calm demeanor they had upon arrival.
Hong Ling's father appeared behind her at some point, watching the departing crowd. Cuo Hongling whispered to Hong Yulong, "We must remember that we are surnamed Hong, from the Hong Clan. No matter what decisions those Old Men make in the future, it has nothing to do with us. Only those who won in that gamble can inherit that surname; otherwise, there will be no legacy—the legacy of the Hong Clan."
We should not be like those people who are solely focused on Yan Dong's interests, splitting every penny in half to spend it. That way, the Hong Clan can thrive and prosper. This is also what Elder Patriarch taught him; now is not the time; it is up to us.
Has the Hong Clan ever declined?
The answer is certainly no. Bu Luo's decline was just one branch of the Hong Clan; later on, other branches became prominent and established what people see as the Hong Clan today.
That is the fundamental reason for the enduring prosperity of the Hong Clan. Yunwu Hong and Donghe Hong are both surnamed Hong; there are distinctions, yet there are none at all.
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