Chapter Twelve: Remember Peace of Mind

e to translate!Rank is not determined by cultivation, but by the level of cases broken. For example, if one breaks through three Tenglong Realm cases, they can be promoted to a sixth-rank head catcher..."What a precious thing, youthful courage," the voice in the mirror suddenly sighed. Zhuang Gaoen didn't admit that his courage was inferior to Jiang Wang's.

Of course, he couldn't be like Jiang Wang, boldly breaking away from the national system, giving up all glory and riches, facing all dangers alone, just for the freedom of wielding a sword.

Of course, he was unwilling to give up everything he already had and go directly to the Eastern Region to kill him on the spot, facing all the consequences that came with it. Even if he was much stronger than Jiang Wang.

But this has nothing to do with courage, it only lies in the determination of both parties.

Jiang Wang wanted to kill him out of deep-seated hatred, carrying the burden of a bloody feud. He wanted to kill Jiang Wang more for the sake of eliminating threats and wiping out hidden dangers. When he felt it was necessary, he would act without hesitation. When he thought it was not worth the cost, he would endure in silence.

To think carefully, weigh the pros and cons, is not it also a kind of hesitation brought about by the passage of time

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“I think true courage is the great undertaking we are engaged in.” Zhuang Gaoxian said, “It is to persevere steadfastly even in darkness, even if no one understands.”You expressed your approval of our ideals from the bottom of your heart. The voice in the mirror said, lacking much enthusiasm, and then changed the subject: "What do you plan to do now"

Zhuang Gaoxian said: “First, the national protective formation of Zhuang Guo must be established as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we fail to resolve him before he achieves the state of Dongzhen, I will never have peace.”

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The voice in the mirror said: “These resources, of course, we are not short of, and we are also happy to provide them to friends. But it needs to be delivered slowly in a reasonable way, without revealing any traces. The people watching us are more numerous than you can imagine.”

The people in the mirror emphasized the limitations of their organization right now. The move after the Ten Thousand Demons Gate to erase traces was already a huge risk.

Zhuang Gaoxian also stopped just short, wanting only resources.

As the emperor of a nation, the one who restored the prosperity of Zhuang Guo, he understood very well the relationship between benefits and costs. He was not willing to ask for too much from this terrifying organization. He was also afraid that in the end, he would spend all his wealth and still be unable to pay it off.

At this moment, he sat high upon his solitary throne, overlooking the vast emptiness of the hall. Without a hint of emotion, he stated: "Before taking action, we must find a way to escape Wu Bingyi's scrutiny. His last direct intrusion into the palace made his malice too obvious." Yu murmured, "...Wu Bingyi..." The voice in the mirror pondered the name for a moment, offering no further comment.

Wu Bing had no malice toward Zhuang Gaoxian. Or, perhaps, in the eyes of this grand master of Legalism, he never saw any particular individual but only adhered to a matter: legality and compliance with the law.

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As for how to escape the gaze of the ruler of the square palace...

Starting with the responsibilities of the Rectory Palace is a good choice.

When Wu Bing's gaze, inevitably had to turn towards a certain place, naturally it would loosen its focus on the emperor of Zhuang Guo.

For example...disaster.

Of course, this is by no means a simple task. This is the game of the brave, one must hold their head high and walk on the edge of a knife. The man in the mirror eagerly anticipates Zhuang Gao's performance, anticipating how this ruler of ten thousand people will "do it cleanly". He likes things clean.

At that very moment, footsteps could be heard outside the hall.

The ripples in the mirror image of the person disappeared at just the right time, leaving no trace of observation behind. This gave Zhuang Gaoxian enough privacy and respect. Of course, it should be said the other way around: a person like Zhuang Gaoxian would never allow himself to live his life under the scrutiny of others day in and day out.

The head of the Criminal Investigation Department, Sha Ya, spoke in a hoarse voice outside the palace: "Your Majesty, the monk Kujue from the Eastern Holy Land, Xukong Temple, has appeared outside Yingge City! We have repeatedly negotiated with him, but he ignored us."

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Zhuang Gaoxian once doubted that he had misheard. On the dragon throne, he slightly raised his head: "What"

He held Han Ling in his left hand and Jiang Wang in his right, soaring across mountains and rivers, flinging them out of the country's borders.

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"Is there anything you need me to convey" Han Ling asked calmly.

Jiang Wang bowed slightly: "Han steward, take care."

And then, turning around, he walked away into the distance.

White jade flaw remained silent, closely following behind.

Two young figures stood tall on the plain, walking towards the distant mountains without looking back.

He had seen Jiang Wang at his first audience with the emperor, and he had also seen Jiang Wang bidding farewell to the court for the last time. Such a short span of years was more fulfilling than the lives of many people.

The grandmaster's courtesy, within the Donghua Pavilion, in the Zi極 Hall, obtained from Lu Gongli... fleeting shadows, finally only two words remained "Take care".

He had no extra feelings for Jiang Wang. The emperor loved this young man's sincerity and talent, admired his persistence and "unyielding," so he also liked him, treating him with respect and giving advice when needed. When the emperor let him go, he let him go too.

The tide of time elevates young kings and nobles, sweeping them along and gradually eroding them. That irresistible force can only be felt by those who are caught in its midst, struggling desperately to break free.

> People are unaware, they blend with the only one. Just like Han Ling, in his childhood when he was awakened by hunger every day, he never thought that one day he would become part of this great empire.

He relished the power it gave him, and those who had bestowed upon him this power with their loyalty were also bound by it. There was no escaping this fate in life.

And Jiang Wang now can jump out of the flood, seeming very relaxed.

Worry

At this moment already free, but his back gives people a very heavy feeling.

This world is often full of contradictions.

Han Ling stood quietly within the Qi Realm, gazing into the distance, her eyes lingering on Jiang Wang. Her gaze seemed to transcend him, fixed upon something beyond. The undulating mountain range resembled a lofty dragon throne stretching towards the heavens. It was here that the will of heaven resided.

For some reason, he felt that the mountain shadow was very lonely.

"Do you think he'll suddenly catch up and kill you" Bai Yuxia asked nonchalantly.

Having lost its official status as a state, Qi could no longer be protected by the Zhuhe Alliance and would be unable to fly freely in the East. Flying into another country without an invitation was considered a provocation. As for where Qi's people would first settle after leaving Qi, Jiang Wang had already chosen a place: Xingyue Plain, between the countries of Xu and Xiang.

This place has been unclaimed for a long time. Because it is closest to the Starry Sky, it has become a treasure trove for cultivators to build their external pavilions. It has also caught the eye of the Jing and Qi states. The two great hegemon states have been vying for control here, leaving no room for a unified organization to grow, thus making it unclaimed and rife with all sorts of characters.

After the Battle of Xingyueyuan, the people of Xiang Country were completely expelled, and the cultivators of Xu Country gained the right to freely build houses there.

But this doesn't mean that Xingyueyuan was incorporated into the territory of Xuguo - Xuguo didn't have the appetite for it, and Qiguo couldn't handle it at the time. Qiguo's core demand at the time was still the dismantling of the Xiashi Diyi Tianguan.

This large-scale Zhijing agent war, however, was merely a prelude to the later Qi Xia War and Jingmu War.

Xingyueyuan is still free, but the defeated Xiangguo monks are not free here.

Freedom is precisely Jiang Wang's choice, of course, the presence of Senior Guan Yan is also a big factor. Worry If Zhuang Gao Xian came charging in headlessly, he could truly be declared "headless" from then on. He would certainly have the help of Senior Guan Yan to remove that skull cleanly and neatly.

But although Xingyueyuan wasn't far, now he and Bai Yexia could only walk there.

If he still flew recklessly as before, without a care in the world, he would probably have to fight his way all the time. Though fearless, there was no need for that.

"Why would he chase me down to kill me" Jiang Wang asked rhetorically.

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“That’s how many folk tales go, you see. If you want to leave, he’ll let you go. Birds of a feather flock together, after all. The moment you actually leave, he’ll kill you halfway through.” Bai Yu Xia said, “How can the Emperor allow his Imperial Sword to be in the hands of anyone else”

Jiang Wangdao: “I am not worthy of the Sword of Heaven. The Emperor of Qi’s Sword of Heaven is his ambition to conquer the sun and moon, his valiant heart that knows no defeat, and his magnanimous heart that embraces all rivers.”

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"Then you are still a handy sword," Bai Yu said. Ji Wang still shook his head. "I consider myself quite sharp. But with the might of the King of Qi, if he wielded it, he would be the Grand Marshal of the State, the stalwart Marquis. Even counting all the officials in the War Ministry, I wouldn't be considered handy."

Bai Yu Xia turned her head and glanced back, saying: "Alright, everyone has left. There's no need to be like this anymore."

Jiang Wang's expression was unchanged as he walked and said, "Besides, the job of breaking swords halfway through isn't something Han Guan would do. In Qi State, those who do this kind of work are night watchmen. The leader is Master Zhu Sui."

White Jade Defects stopped her steps, the playful expression turned serious: "The Candle Age adult you're talking about, does he like to mention a white paper lantern"

Seeing the hunched old man suddenly appear before him, Jiang Wang also came to a halt.

“Old Bai,” he said, his voice full of melancholy. “In the future, speak less when there’s nothing to say.”

Bai Yu Xia felt very indignant: "Didn't you shout that out" The battle in the Realm of Confusion, four bodies of Zhu Ci died. One true god, two false gods, and the衍 Dao deity were forever submerged in the blue sea. Since then, the future was cut off, leaving only three avatars, all night wandering false gods.

Of course, even if it's just a night out with a false deity, guided by the perspective of someone who has lived a thousand years, it would be enough to suppress someone like Jiang.

But the wrinkles on his face only eased slightly: "It's been some time since we last met, Marquis Wu'an."

"It's not been that many days…" Jiang Wang sighed, "Master Zhu Ci, what brings you here"

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“Don’t misunderstand,” the old man, now revealed to have white hair beneath his missing leather cap, shook the lantern in his hand. “I was just catching a few rogue spirits who had fled the country, and happened to run into you.”

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“I will not be enemies with the state of Qi.” Jiang Wang said earnestly.

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"That's your freedom." Zhu Sui opened his blind eyes slowly and said, "Now that you are outside the Qi realm, you don't have to return under my patrol. I am old and should rest. Perhaps we will never meet again... what can I give you as a parting gift"Jiang Wang didn't actually understand why Zhu Sui wanted to give him something, but the phrase "I am old" sounded rather poignant to him.

“What is my senior giving me” he asked.

On Candlemas, when a lantern is lit, a tiny white flame flickers and dances out, floating before Jiang Wang's eyes.

"I once wanted you to stay with me through the night watch, but young people should stand under the sunlight. I once hoped for Qi's nights to be eternally peaceful, but 'eternity' has a limit here with me. In countless nights, I felt loneliness, and in even more, I felt love. I can no longer accompany Qi further, and you chose to leave ahead of time. Consider this my farewell to you, young one. This is a glimmer I captured on the streets of Linzi at night... give it to yourself, remember peace."

The golden Samādhi Divine Fire flew out, gently enveloping the pea-sized white flame.

"I will cherish this well." Jiang Wang said.

Zhu Sui waved his hand, holding a white paper lantern, and walked towards the direction of Qi. When he passed by Jiang Wang, he said again: "Don't worry, I will relay it.""Relay what" Bai Yu Xia asked after he left.

There is no reason for the emperor to send two people, especially Han Ling and Zhu Sui, to see Jiang Wang at the same time.

So, the candles are lit by oneself.

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His arrival, perhaps a warning, perhaps a farewell, or maybe just a passing by.

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But Jiang Wang's steps were indeed a little lighter.

"It's nothing," he said. "Don't speak ill of the old man."

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Bai Yu Xia inexplicably became pessimistic about the road ahead. Worry, I'm saying Shi Jiang Wang, is to cling to your leg, not to bear the burden for you. We only took a few steps, how come everything blames me

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"What bad things did I say about him You didn't tell me, and I wouldn't even know his name was Zhu Sui!"

In the Deer Palace.

The thin-faced official Ye Hen Shui, a scholar of the court, sat alone at a desk, writing and answering questions. His pen danced across the paper like a dragon, each stroke as vivid as leaping clouds, a display of unparalleled elegance.

His writing style was called "Longgongyuan," and his typeface was called "Zhangtai Liu." Both were pioneered by him, and they had a great influence on the literary scene in Qi. In the midst of his busy schedule, he glanced up and saw Chu Sui, hunched over, carrying a lantern as he walked into the hall.

One day, a new emperor, and a new set of officials. It's been so many years since Emperor Wu of Qi last saw him that it feels like a thousand years. He thought to himself.

"All he said was: 'Lord, I request that you open the prison of Wai Island and erect a statue of me at Tianya Terrace, so that future generations can remember the Dragon-Tamer. As for your request for an inscription, I have already drafted it.'"

Generally, the eight palace scribes are quite capable. They have good scholarship.

But for such an offering to a being like Xuan Yuan Shuo, it would require the talents of someone like him, the Qingci Master of Rites.

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He became a high-ranking official, seated in the council chamber and holding an esteemed position within the entire Qi Empire. Of course, it wasn't solely due to his excellent writing skills or beautiful calligraphy.

The emperor summoned him, both for his writing and to consult on matters of state. The matter of erecting a statue of the Dragon-Fisher for Tianya Tai was still a consequence of the War of the Shifting Realms.

After the war, the Diaohanghai Tower had undoubtedly lost its qualifications as the leader of the Zhentang Alliance and no longer had the power to rule over Hai Dao, the largest island near the coast.

Born on Penglai Island, Dongtian Master Song Huai arrived at Hai Island after the war, expressing that the will of the ancient Emperor remained unbroken and the spirit of the Dragon Catcher lived on. He came forward to support Chen Zhi tao in rebuilding the Diaohai Lou. Supporting Chongguang and Qin Zhen, people had their own opinions, each claiming legitimacy, vying for the title of orthodoxy, a dispute that might not be resolved even after a thousand years. Only Chen Zhi tao, having received repeated confirmation from Wei Xun before his death, was legally irrefutable.

Yanggu, the main leader of the Azure Sun Dynasty, personally presided over a ceremony to honor the fallen human souls from the Netherworld. He placed Xuan Yuan Shao, the Dragon Tamer, at the top of the list of honored heroes.

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Cao Jie, representing the State of Qi, expressed his approval and gave high praise to Zhenjun Chen Du's sacrifice. He pushed the situation forward, making Hai Dao a truly open place for all races. He advocated for the erection of a statue at Tianya Terrace, recognizing the legitimacy of Diao Hai Lou, and welcomed all knowledgeable people from across the world to jointly build Hai Dao. He said, "All members of the human race inherit the aspirations of Emperor Ren Huang, and all seafarers carry on the heart of Diao Long."

Ye Hen shui had to admit that Cao Jie's political acumen was also very high. He made Diaohailou become part of Huai Island instead of Huai Island itself, but this was obviously not the best outcome that Qi could have achieved after the war. Song Huai seized the opportunity to support Diaohailou, and from then on, Jing Guo had the right to intervene in offshore affairs, which would inevitably lead to endless troubles later on.

The emperor seemed to be in low spirits, only saying: “Thank you, Doctor Ye. I won’t read the article, just send it directly to Hai Island.” Ye H penghui then understood that this matter was over.

Then, he rose to his feet and bowed to the emperor. He also nodded slightly to Zhu Sui, then took the newly written article in hand and left.

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