Chapter 31: A Long Journey

that lingered for a moment reminded everyone of what had happened.“That’s not right, is the amount not enough” This person held back for a moment before turning around and calling out, “Do any of you...On the Chīwēi Bridge, the wind passed silently.

At this moment, there was no other sound that could reach Qin Guangwang's ears.

There was nothing left to obscure his answer.

Having left the city of Youguo, he ventured out into the world, seizing food from the mouths of tigers and dancing with death. He traveled across mountains and rivers, seeking no magical solutions. He wanted an answer, a single answer!

The voice in the mist fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter. “Yin Guan ah, this time I truly remember your name! You are more than brave!”

King Qin Guang said, "You needn't praise me; just answer me."

"If you had asked me this question earlier, I truly wouldn't have an answer. As for now...well, there's no harm in telling you." The voice from the mist lifted lightly, with a strange sense of pleasure: "That giant turtle is being raised there to nurture the sixth son of the Overlord Dragon Emperor, the Invincible Below! And it's just one part of a grand blueprint. I can't give you more specific details. All I can tell you is that it involves a plan for pacifying the seas devised by Jing Guo's Chancellor, Qi Wen Yue!"

The first female prime minister of the nations, known as "Her wisdom shines like the moon illuminating eternity," Liuqiu Wen Yue!

The tragedy of You Guo, the tragedy of Yin Guan, it all traced back to this man What was the difference between this and tracing back to the whole State of Jing Qin Guang Wang didn't speak.

And the voice in the mist continued, "In order to completely quell the sea disasters, secure the borders forever, for the sake of the great fortune of humankind, for the well-being of all people in the world...The Jingguo court raised that giant turtle there, and sent Ji Yan Yue to carry out this matter specifically, and intervened to adjust what is called the 'Nation Blessed by Heaven'."

"Wouldn't this answer be too cruel for you What caused the tragedy in your life was a noble sentiment. It is another, more grand justice that prevents you from seeking retribution. You must not say that Ji Yan Yue did it for herself. You must not say that the sacrifices made during the cultivation of Ba Xia were meaningless."

Is this answer cruel

For some, it is cruel.

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Those who have naive fantasies about this world, those who always have expectations for human nature, those who can't let go of their compassion and have a strange sense of responsibility towards the world... people like Jiang Wang! I am not like that.

Who do you think I am

King Qin Guang understood the pleasure within the mist, and he smiled calmly: "The answer is the answer, it's very pure, unmixed with any meaning, of course, there's no question of cruelty." The voice in the mist said: "It seems you don't intend to let this go. Even after knowing its just beginnings, understanding its greatness."

Qin Guang Wang slightly raised the corner of his mouth. This made him appear not only composed but also with a hint of disdain: "What does other people's justice have to do with me How could I possibly care about something like justice Why would Yin Guan, someone like me, be so entangled I only care about my pain, I only care about my grievances, I only care about what I've lost."

"No one's greatness can shackle me."

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If you give me a wooden peach, I might not repay it with jade. But if you give me pain, I will certainly return it with cruelty. How could I possibly live in pain like Jiang Wang I would only bring pain to others. At the beginning, no one gave me a path to walk, and I don't intend to leave a way back for others. That's why we call it 'hell has no gate...' The voice in the mist smiled: "You really are a wicked person."

"Virtue is nothing but a shackle for the mediocre, and the Way is just decayed indoctrination." King Qin Guang welcomed the mist as it swirled with the wind: "What others say doesn't matter. What I choose to do is all that matters." The voice in the mist said, "You think that's decayed indoctrination because you haven't seen the true Way...Would you consider taking on a teacher"

"I wish I could too, but it's a shame that this day has come too late." King Qin Guang smiled calmly. "I've been on my own path for a long time and can't turn back. Besides, you don't really need an Yin Guan, and the pain I've experienced needs a Qin Guang Wang. It's best we keep things purely professional."

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The voice in the mist sounded intriguing: “Keep”

"Of course," said the King of Qin Guang. "Who you are, what you want to do, what you've done, I don't care about any of it. As long as the price is right, you can come find us again next time."

"That's interesting," a voice from the mist commented, not pressing further. After all, with their size, they didn't really need an opinion like Yin Guan's. They had some fondness for talent, but it wasn't as if they had the energy to save him. So he asked, "Is it my turn to ask questions now"

Qin Guang Wang smiled faintly and said, "I will answer truthfully."

"Well," the voice from the mist paused for a moment, then asked, "Is You Que really dead"

Qin Guang Wang's brow furrowed slightly as if he was carefully considering his words before saying, "I can only say that we did indeed kill him. But if you insist on asking if he is truly dead, I cannot give you an answer. Because my professional judgment has already been questioned, even denied, in your question. You are such a powerful and self-assured being, I cannot convince you, nor do I attempt to do so. But if you have irrefutable evidence that he is still alive, we can go kill him again, or alternatively, return the full payment for this mission."

"Very disciplined," a voice from the mist said, "What level of cultivation was he at when you killed him"

Qin Guang Wang said: "It should be a divine presence, but not at its peak. There was a plan to create an impact hole, but I didn't let him continue." The voice in the mist continued to ask: "What happened to the Bian Cheng Wang slaughtering the entire You family"

"We only found out about this later." Qin Guang Wang spread his hands. "The fact is, we only killed You Que and left. Who was responsible for the slaughter of the entire You family, I have no idea. We kill people for money, we wouldn't kill unnecessary people."

"Is that so" a faint voice whispered from the mist.

Then the voice and the mist vanished together, dissipating in the roaring of the river.

Here, in this conversation, you needn't worry about being overheard by the Dragon Palace of the Long River. For above the Nine Cities is the forbidden territory of the aquatic race!

And King Qin Guang continued walking across this wide stone bridge, stepping on the massive stone carvings, letting the river wind tousle his long hair. He had also seen the danger ahead, perhaps a place forbidden to him, but his path was not yet complete.

The journey of life, everyone walks in their own way.

The coroner, Wang Xing, walked down the streets of Anyi City. His steps were light and hesitant, almost fragile. He had a sickly thin face—a face that was definitely not from Wei State, he could guarantee it. For this was the face of the second Urban King.

The second City King died during one of the organization's missions. He, Wang, the righteous and responsible coroner, bravely took charge of his colleague's remains and preserved them perfectly to this day, a lasting memorial. Of course, maybe that colleague wasn't completely dead at the time

It doesn't matter.

> It is important that his sense of responsibility is fully reflected. It is important that King Qin Guang found nothing.

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Now the current city lord is the third one. He's an old man, and his vitality is very poor, not to his taste at all. Of course, if the opportunity is right, this veteran of the organization wouldn't mind collecting him. By the way, what nationality was the second city lord before joining the organization

The coroner, Wang, frowned and pondered for a moment.

Oops, I don't remember that well.

He quickly lowered his head and turned into the alley.

Passing pedestrians hurried by. He wanted to change his face right there, but thinking of King Biancheng arriving soon and those bizarre rules... he could only give up with a sigh. King Biancheng...

How much he craved the body of King Bian!

That exuberant vitality almost burst from his very being. He could feel it, the immense potential contained within that body. He was certain what he saw wasn't the limit; when would he have the chance to truly explore and understand it Perhaps this trip to AnYi City was an opportunity

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He shook his head, shaking away the terrible thought as he did so. King Qin Guang's oily green eyes blinked at him like a lantern!

He couldn't escape Qin Guangwang's gaze, and he didn't know the limits of Bian Chengwang either. He could only hold onto his regret for now.

The coroner, Wang, caught the head as it swung down. He then switched it out for another—about one he'd picked up on their way to meet at Soul-Breaking Canyon, likely from Shun in the State of Shen. From now on, they might need to number and inscribe them, otherwise it would be too chaotic. He thought.

With his newly acquired brain, his face lacked any distinctiveness. However, the work was done, he pulled on an ordinary mask, and walked out of the dead end. He arrived at the restaurant he had booked beforehand and sat in a corner.

Waiting patiently for their arrival.

The special mark of "Hell's Gate" had already been left on the road, so the other party shouldn't have trouble finding it. An hour later.

It shouldn't...be this bad, right Two hours later.

He began to suspect that it might be the body that wasn't coordinated well, or perhaps his hidden mark was wrong. Or maybe the hidden mark he left behind was accidentally destroyed by someone... This could very well be a mistake that would lead him to be beaten by King Bian. But he felt that he shouldn't have such an oversight or misfortune, so he decided to wait and see.

That's how the coroner, Wang, waited until the tavern was demolished.

The shopkeeper, with a face full of smiles, walked over: "Sir, our shop is about to close. What do you..."

The coroner, Wang, narrowed his eyes but did nothing in the end. He got up and left.

Jiu zhen is really a very suitable place for secret meetings.

Because they span across the long river, they should be within the influence of the Long River Dragon Palace. However, due to the Human Emperor's refinement of the Nine Sons of the Dragon King, water creatures are forbidden from crossing the bridge. Therefore, both humans and aquatic creatures have no jurisdiction here. As always, pedestrians come and go freely.

At the beginning, when Jing Guo Pei Xinghe and Qi Guo Shi Mingli fought, they also chose to fight in one of the Nine Towns. The outcome of that battle back then remains unknown to this day, with no third person knowing the result.

Just as that mysterious client was having a secret meeting in the underworld at the gate of hell with King Qin Guang, beneath a vast expanse of waves, in the lavish Dragon Palace of the Long River, Qingjiang Water God Song Qingyue finally received an audience from the Dragon Lord.

As is widely known, since the medieval period, dragons have vanished from the world. Looking across the vast expanse of the eight wildernesses and six directions, there exists only one true pureblood dragon in the present world: Ao Shuyi, who ascended the Dragon Throne during the medieval period upon being bestowed with the title by Emperor Lieshan.

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Of course, the Hai clan never acknowledged this lord's status, referring to him as "River Dog."

But if judged solely on the purity of his bloodline and the legitimacy of his dragon lineage, he is the only true dragon reigning today.

Because the dragons who retreated to the Cang Hai all led by example, prioritizing the Sea Clan and adjusting their essence of life first. They proactively adapted to the environment of Cang Hai. One by one, they revealed their true forms, each more ferocious and terrifying than the last, fully demonstrating the harshness of Cang Hai, devoid of the grandeur of the dragon clan.

That is to say, only after the Dragon Clan had established itself firmly on the Cang Hai shore did a portion of them begin to reclaim their so-called "dignity."

But as the late Gao Jie once said: The true dignity of the dragon clan lies not in its golden scales and crimson tail, nor in its majestic and noble bearing. It lies in regaining control of the mortal world! There has always been a jest — isn't the dragon clan's control over the mortal world already in hand They are granted imperial decrees, they rule over the rivers and streams, and they govern the waterways of the entire land!

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Chang He Long Jun had never responded.

Though there have always been voices of disdain and scorn, even after the Daoli New Dawn, the Long River Dragon Palace has become almost purely symbolic, devoid of any real power. Even on the Long River itself, it is a struggle between hundreds of human clans vying for dominance, with warships from various nations competing fiercely. The world's finest ships are bristling with powerful weapons, their thunderous roar echoing across the waters...

But Ao Shu Yi remained seated on the throne of the Dragon King of Changhe River. He assisted Emperor Li Shan of the Ancient times, subduing the waterways and calming the mountains and rivers, bringing peace to the late period of the Ancient times. He also endured the lengthy near-ancient era of ten thousand three hundred years. After the Daoli New Dawn, he continues to reign until this day.

Six powerful emperors would address him as "Mr. Ao" even when face-to-face.

All creatures of the waters, though they need not again pay homage to the Dragon Palace in the Long River, must still show respect when the palace holds its banquets.

However, since the advent of the new era in Daoism, the "Dragon Palace Feast," which was once renowned as the greatest feast in the world and always drew a dazzling array of stars, has gradually dwindled and vanished. You can't control the grievances suffered by aquatic creatures, and naturally, no one among them is willing to visit anymore. Since the Dragon King of the Long River merely exists in name, even the human race's prodigies are too lazy to even glance at him.

For many young people, the so-called Longhe Dragon King, no matter how strong his cultivation or how long he lives, is just a tool for managing rivers, much like the nine towns that were turned into stone bridges. Song Qingyue was born with a handsome appearance, tall and elegant, outstandingly handsome. After swallowing the dragon pearl, he inherited the position of Water King, received the nourishment of the 80-li clear river, and last year achieved the divine manifestation. Although far less powerful than his father, Song Hengjiang, he is still the third most powerful divine manifestation warrior in the entire Zhuang Kingdom after Du Ruhui and Empress Huangfu.

But this was not of much use. The Qingjiang Shui Mansion still gradually belonged to Zhuang Ting. His authority as the Water King diminished day by day. In a few years, he would probably be no different from the County Magistrate of Qinghe, just an official appointed by Zhuang Ting to govern Qingjiang.

Just like now, when the Son of Heaven issued an edict, he had to travel non-stop from Qingjiang to this Changhe Dragon Palace, humbly waiting for an audience. He waited for days on end. In the past, when Song Hengjiang was in power, would the Dragon King of Qingjiang ever be treated this way

Zhu Taizu also brought gifts to Shui Fu to show respect to his elder brother. Qingjiang Shuijun often accepted invitations and went to Zhu Wanggong for drinking, behaving freely. Emperor Ren even sent greetings during festivals and considered himself a junior in front of Qingjiang Shuijun.

During the reign of Zhuang Gao's control, in the early days, he often reminisced about the old times, saying "Zhuang owes much to Qingjiang." Dong Zhen (a monk) wanted to relinquish his power but was repeatedly pushed back. When Song Hengjiang unfortunately passed away, Zhuang Tianzi faced a new Qingjiang Water King and simply sent a single word: "Summon".

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It comes when called and goes when dismissed.

When the state of Zhuang was founded, Zhuang Chengqian took Song Hengjiang's hand and said, “My elder brother and I will divide the land by mountains and rivers.” What did he mean

"Hurry up, Dragon Lord doesn't have much time for you," the dragon palace attendant who was leading the way said impatiently. Song Qingyao just softly replied, "Okay, I'll try my best to keep up."

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