Chapter Ninety-Three: Who Sent the Brocade Letter from the C

u ask that question, why not ask, "How long have I been preparing for this day"Zhang Linchuan spoke in a polite and gentle voice, but his words chilled even an existence like the White Bone Saint Lord...Yuheng Peak tilted, and the three mountain city domain trembled.

Not far from Yu Heng Peak, Dou Yuemei, dressed in armor, suddenly turned around and flew back to the city lord's mansion.

Landing, removing armor, and relaxing.

"Bring back the smile. He doesn't have to run so far."

She gave the order and walked briskly into the study.

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The city guard commander, who had been stationed at the City Lord's Mansion all along, went from surprise to joy, and finally burst into tears.

"My subordinates, go at once!"

The city lord, she... was originally planning to go alone to Jieyu Hengfeng today.

After much deliberation behind closed doors, she ultimately made this decision.

After sending off her daughter and son in succession, she wiped away her makeup and donned armor.

Alone, he resolved to challenge that mountain peak once more.

The mountain she chose was not a mountain outside the city, but a mountain in her heart.

But whether it was good fortune or bad luck, she no longer needed to go.

From now on, Shuping Peak will stand straight, Yuheng Peak will fall, and within the San shan city domain, only Feilai Peak will remain as the source of ferocious beasts.

With only one-third of the beast's population remaining, it is no longer an unbearable pressure for the entire Sanshan City.

On the way back to Huofeng City.

"Alright!" Bai Lian, with her arms behind her back, bounced like a little girl, "What I look like is up to you to decide!"

"I don't wish to dwell on it any longer." Jiang Wang cupped his hands together and said, "Excuse me for now."

"Oh." Bai Lian opened her hands, blocking him. "Are you angry"

"No."

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Then smile for me.

"…"

"Look, you're angry now!"

Jiang Wang didn't want to dwell on it, helplessly said: "I'm in a hurry to go back and take care of my younger sister."

"You only know how to take care of your little sister, what about me"

“…Bai Lian girl, is there anything else you need”

Bai Lian looked at him, seeming to admire his helpless appearance very much, her eyes filled with a smile.

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"Sister..." She suddenly changed the subject: "It's okay, you go."

Jiang Wang only felt inexplicable, but at this time his heart was in turmoil. Being able to escape was naturally a good thing. So he jumped away without hesitation.

"What a ruthless man," Bai Lian said, watching his departing figure and smiling softly.

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At this time, her voice was still soft and gentle.

But with just a turn, his temperament changed drastically.

The whole person shot up, surrounded by white fire. The fire burned, yet it gave off a chilling sensation.

At this moment, from the direction of Mount Yuheng, a rumbling black light swept in.

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The white lotus, as white as a blazing meteor, resolutely collided with it!

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A white-robed old man appeared, his features lined with age like any other elder. Yet, his long hair was as black as ink, not a single strand of gray to be seen.

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He hovered in the air, extending one hand. Almost endlessly dark energy surged from his palm, coalescing into a giant hand that slammed down with a crushing blow.

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But before the collision, Bailin had already turned. Transforming into a stream of white light, she darted through the gap, heading eastwards.

"Humph."

The gray-haired old man merely hummed softly and didn't make any other move, but his body was already in front of the flowing light.

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The white light of the forest, as if already prepared, turned and twisted again and again.

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The old man with white hair obviously didn't have the patience to play cat and mouse. Instead, he took another step forward before Sen Bai Liu Guang, his hand clenched into a fist.

A beam of brilliant light shot out, instantly binding the white glow.

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The white light then dissipated, revealing a woman of exquisite beauty.

But the old man with white hair frowned instead, lifted his foot, and vanished into thin air.

The woman too, vanished like smoke, she was not a real person.

As the white lotus bloomed, surrounded by swirling white flames, a white lotus seed fell to the ground.

When Sen Bai Liulang fled, the seed sprouted instantly, blooming into a lotus that grew rapidly.

Bai Lian rose from the lotus, casually smoothed the scene with her hand, and sped away clinging to the ground.

Just after she left, the gray-haired old man arrived here. He raised his eyes to look around, but there was no sign of anyone.

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He had an expert tracker under his command. On Mount Yuheng, he caught a trace of her presence and indicated the direction to him. So he set off, but that cunning woman used a decoy to slightly hinder him, causing him to lose her trail.

It's too late to wait for that tracking expert to arrive now.

He didn't seem bothered, just sighed long and deeply.

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Jiang Wang returned home with a complicated mood and didn't do anything else. He went straight to bed.

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His time was always packed, with little free time besides spending it with Jiang An'an.

Whether it's the mastery of Kanyu Jue, the cultivation of the Four Spirits Refining Body, or the Purple Qi Arriving Sword, all require a significant amount of time to cultivate. The accumulation of Dao Yuan is even more so a gradual process that takes years and months.

But now he doesn't want to do anything.

In my mind, for a moment, it was the state of Zhuang. Because of Zuo Guanglie's death, the Zhuang envoy had been humiliated by Chu not long ago. The headmaster, Dong A, spoke earnestly to his disciple, urging him to practice diligently and serve the country well in the future...

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For a while there, it was the bustling market of Zhuang Guo. It was the lively atmosphere of the streets and alleys he had witnessed, the hardworking farmers, the hunters and gatherers who ventured into perilous territories, the countless people who lived in fear of wild beasts.

Until now, he still doesn't know if his choice to be at Yu Heng Peak was right or wrong.

Jiang Wang has been a determined person since childhood. When she said she wanted to take the imperial examination, she didn't hesitate to work hard and leave home at a young age. If she wanted to see the scenery of flying through the sky and escaping from the earth, she walked all the way to where she is today.

He has always had a firm goal and stride, but only now does he feel lost.

Zhuang Guo is the country where he was born and raised, so he naturally loves this country.

But was his choice, for this country, love

He had no answer.

At that moment, he heard a cry of a crane and turned to look out the window.

But then, a white cloud drifted down and condensed into a small crane. It circled the courtyard a few times, appearing harmless.

Jiang Wang pushed the door open, a little puzzled. The small cloud crane flapped its wings and flew to him, transforming into an envelope as it floated down.

Upon opening the soft and delicate envelope, there was a beautifully designed invitation card, along with another piece of paper made from the same material.

Above it was written —

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Elder Jiang:

It has been nearly a month since we last met at Yu Heng.

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My esteemed friend's absence for so long, I suspected it was due to the unfaithful drizzle.

On the 16th day of the last month, at Yunhe's bustling marketplace. I invite you to meet, to repay your great kindness.

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If you see the cloud crane, please send a reply.

The signature is: Yun Shang Qing Yu.

After reading, a wisp of cloud emerged from the paper and swirled into the shape of a pen, hovering before him. It seemed to urge Jiang Wang for a reply. Meanwhile, the words on the cloud-paper had vanished.

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Coming to think of it, Ye Qingyu, a proud genius like her, has never owed anyone anything. When she sent out the Yunzhong Ling (Cloud Reaching Order), she hoped to clear things up as much as possible. If someone who knew the name of Lingxiao Pavilion had received it, they would have probably already planned how to use it - whether it was for an unparalleled martial art or a treasure for cultivation. But Jiang Wang didn't care about this at all. He even gave the Yunzhong Ling to Jiang Anan because of its beautiful appearance. It ended up in her little box along with all the other gifts she received.

Jiang Wang didn't know the scale of the Yunhe Trading Gathering, but he could guess that it would be a grand event with countless rare treasures. Ye Qingyu's meaning was probably to help Jiang Wang choose a treasure at the Yunhe Trading Gathering so that he could face things calmly.

But Jiang Wang didn't really feel that he owed Ye Qingyu much of a favor. He later heard about Ye Qingyu's methods and treasures, thinking that even if he hadn't intervened back then, the person would have been able to escape unharmed.

Let's not talk about anything else, would the master of Lingxiao Pavilion not equip his own only daughter with life-saving measures

As for myself, Jiang Wang, I would rather not repay favors with resentment.

So he immediately picked up the cloud pen and wrote:

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It's nothing to make a fuss about lending a hand. I have a young sister at home, so it's inconvenient for me to travel far. Mountains are high and waters flow long; we shall meet again on the rivers and lakes.

That's the end of my visit here. Yunhe will fly back to where it belongs.

But as if by some unseen force, Jiang Wang impulsively added another sentence.

This sentence is simpler and more casual:

I have a question. Is it right to do wrong things for the right purpose

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Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! me to translate!There's a word called "shoulder to shoulder," and when I got to Linzi, I realized just how accurate it is.Jiang Wang traveled eastward for tens of thousands of miles, passing through...