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The Night Emperor slightly lifted his right leg and applied the Golden Wound Ointment to the Sword Injury. The wound still retained traces of Golden Spiritual Power, preventing it from healing for a long time.
After suffering defeat at Zhu Xian Mountain, they arrived at Street Bridge City, only to be confronted by Ying Zhan from Dong Lai. At that moment, all eyes were focused on Street Bridge City. Should I seek to intervene?
Gu Ping put away Lu Dong's Radiant Flame and pondered for a while.
Could this be an opportunity? He pushed open the door to the Refining Room, and sunlight streamed in. A radiant pill shot out from the furnace, yet there was still no denying the chance of a Mistake.
The Night Emperor fell silent. Gu Ping's words were indeed factual, and the notion of "I don't deny" was alarming. Why did the Nine Nether Alliance fail? Why was Zhu Xian Mountain intercepted by Ying Zhan at Street Bridge City? How many hidden truths lay behind all this? It couldn't possibly be explained clearly in just a few words on paper.
The pill was placed before the Night Emperor as Gu Ping turned and walked out, heading towards Shandong.
For the first time, the Night Emperor stood there overlooking the scenery of Shandong. Standing on such a towering mountainside, he found it impossible to take in the entire imperial capital at once. This made him realize once again that Yan Dong's capital had long surpassed the former Tiandong City, now standing as the largest city.
From a demographic perspective, the number of cultivators in Shandong was at least equal to that of Tiandong City. The Qin Empire provided every Qin person with ample confidence, and their victories against the Yuanmu Ethnic Group over the years further solidified Liu Dong's reputation as invincible in battle, even if mistakes were made by the Nine Nether Alliance.
The Night Emperor had tangled with the empire's minions more than once. Just how difficult were those minions from Minghong? Their terrifying discipline left no room for error; once they locked onto a target, they would strike true without fail.
It was precisely because the Night Emperor had escaped from those minions multiple times that his reputation grew within the cultivation world. A Nascent Soul Cultivator escaping from the empire's grasp multiple times was something that hadn't happened in many years.
That incident even made its way to Ying Zheng's desk, highlighting how much importance the empire placed on the Night Emperor.
The Night Emperor followed the winding mountain path and watched Gu Ping's once frail figure. Ru Ming had grown strong enough to stand tall now; although he still appeared somewhat slender, everyone who had interacted with Gu Ping knew just how reliable that figure truly was.
Soon, Gu Ping vanished into the mist of the east. Should he seek out Emperor Dong? After all, even the Night Emperor was uncertain whether there was truly a chance for Street Bridge City. I don't deny it; it felt like a trap.
During a battle in the desolate mountains, Gu Ping's sudden rise caused the Ninth Underworld to lose a favorable position. Whether Street Bridge City had any thoughts of making a comeback was still uncertain.
At least on paper, Anping Pass should not have fallen into the hands of Lu State.
Putting aside his thoughts, the Night Emperor arrived at Xiao Mountain. The name Xiao could refer to various meanings: it could be the sound of Xiao or the surname of Xiao Zhang and Xiao Zhe.
The Dao Sect, as the first sect to be destroyed in that Great War, was taken for granted by everyone. Only Gu Ping, who had once had a chance to do something significant, felt the helplessness of the Dao Sect.
The Night Emperor casually picked a night wildflower by the roadside. As he opened his palm, the petals scattered in the wind, drifting away to an unknown destination.
With the fall of the Dao Sect, the Primordial Dao was not far behind. Then there was the question of whether the Light Path Classic would re-emerge on stage, followed by Keke's Limitless Path and Infinite Path, along with the Great Qin Empire—everything was uncertain.
Times were changing, and the Night Emperor felt this most acutely during his recent visits to the mountains.
A few days ago, led by Xiao Gu Yang, a group of cultivators reached Golden Cultivation and rushed to support the imperial army. Although there were only five of them, their strength far exceeded that of the Golden Realm. The power of cultivation was gradually revealing itself before people's eyes.
Gasping, I can no longer see it.
The Night Emperor took out a jar of osmanthus fragrance from his storage ring, took a sip himself, and then sprinkled some on the ground.
Just moments ago, Gu Ping had informed him that Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, had visited a few days prior. Yang Sheng from Jade Void Sect had also come and stayed at Xiao Mountain for a while without saying much before leaving.
The passing of a generation is never truly silent; no generation of cultivators can walk together to the very beginning, for those at the Integration Stage often find themselves lost in the vastness of fate.
What does it matter if one is a genius? I don't deny it. There will come a day of downfall, for the river of destiny has never favored anyone; it is always about what is predestined.
Some people defy fate, striving to contend with the heavens, yet those who can reach the beginning are now high above, in a realm that even Tiandong can only gaze up at.
Unfortunately, Fei Xiao Zhang lost, which allows for some reminiscence, but one cannot see the scenery beyond that mountain.
There was nothing said between us, and I do not know what to say, but I wish you well on your journey.
Standing before the crimson palace gate, Gu Ping walked in leisurely as if it were home. The guards, upon seeing the dark Cloud Dragon Token at Gu Ping's waist, obediently maintained their posts without any obstruction. This was the authority granted by Ying Zheng—an authority that even princes did not possess.
Outside the Sky Dragon Pavilion, Liu Gonggong whispered, "Emperor Dong, Young Master has arrived."
"Gu Ping," came Ying Zheng's powerful voice from within the study. "Let him in."
"Emperor Dong allows the young master to enter."
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