Chapter 699: Chapter 682: Beacon Fire in the Northland
The blind girl just wanted to express her artistic emotions when Zhao Changhe glanced at her askew, “Will anyone ask you where the Xie Family is, or who the commoner family that the swallows fly into is?”
Caught by the question, the blind girl faltered, “Even if the family that was annihilated was surnad Zhao, the poem could still be used. The original poem lants the decline of great families and the changes of the tis. Surely you don’t think it’s really comnting on which houses the swallows of the Wang and Xie families fly to, do you? Liu Yuxi would be turning in his grave.”
Zhao Changhe almost grabbed her collar, “What are you showing off for? Now isn’t the ti to broadcast this. There are still matters to attend to in the Capital! What if it spooks the snake?”
“The matters in the Capital are about to be concluded. I’m contemplating another poem, don’t bother .” The blind girl paused, finally sensing that sothing was amiss, “Are you mistaken about sothing? Why should I accommodate your timing?”
Zhao Changhe’s eyes also widened for a mont. That’s right… when did it start feeling so natural…
“It’s not that. The matters in the Capital are about to conclude? What’s the outco?”
“…Why should I tell you beforehand? What exactly is your misunderstanding about our relationship?”
Zhao Changhe grinned.
In fact, he didn’t need to say anything; just this attitude alone was enough to guess that there were no problems in the Capital.
Realizing she had disclosed too much, the blind girl said irritably, “You should go and worship your ancestor Wang Daozhong. I think you’re going mad.”
“…” Zhao Changhe did indeed feel an urge to pay respects to Wang Daozhong. Oh, Daozhong, Daozhong…
But at this mont, with his hand on the Wang Family’s ancestral altar and his wife and brother-in-law watching, would suddenly running to see Wang Daozhong make people think he’s crazy?
Forget it, open the gates.
When Yangyang broke through the Secret Treasure, she gained a small amount of mory about the other swords and had ntioned that the Wang Family’s Secret Realm was different from the Cui Family’s.
The key to the Sea Suppressing Sword lay in “suppressing.” It was originally embedded in this altar, its purpose being to suppress this Secret Realm.
This was a powder keg, filled with trendously horrifying endless waters, part of the various destructive attributes from the apocalypse, simply contained within a space by Piaomiao using the Sea Suppressing Sword; the force used for suppression was air pressure. This was the origin of the Wang Family’s Heavenly Sea Suppressing Technique—the “heavenly” part dealt with water, and the “sea suppressing” part with air, an intricate balance of two utterly incompatible and highly repelling attributes.
Once the Sea Suppressing Sword was gone, the Secret Realm could only maintain balance by itself. If invaded by other forces, it could break imdiately, air and water would both rush toward the newcor, not only tearing apart the intruder but even reducing the whole of Langya to ruins. Only by using the Cultivation Technique derived from the Sea Suppressing Sword, that is, the Wang Family’s Heavenly Sea Suppressing Technique, can one utilize both attributes simultaneously without causing a repulsive outburst.
Of course, it would take a strong Alien Power invasion to trigger a repulsion; ordinary forces were like scratching an itch, too lazy to be bothered. So much so that the elder mbers of the Wang Family had a hard ti finding soone with enough power to perform a mutual destruction on short notice and had to trap Cui Yuanyong to do it themselves.
Then Zhao Changhe arrived…
Theoretically, if you never touched it, it could maintain balance forever. But the world today could not allow such neglect; a single punch from any god or demon would spell its demise. This hidden danger had to be demolished. The way to do it, would it be to recast the Sea Suppressing Sword?
Obviously, it was outdated.
Zhao Changhe pondered for a mont and slowly transmitted a surge of Cultivation Technique power identical to that of the Wang Family into the altar.
A ripple of light passed by and vanished on the spot as if absorbed.
Cui Yuanyang exhaled, murmuring to himself, “It’s really possible…”
Stupefied, Cui Yuanyong asked, “Hey, based on what you quietly told earlier, isn’t it very dangerous inside? He has disappeared on his own, aren’t you worried at all?”
Cui Yuanyang shook his head, his expression also carrying a hint of frustration, “Guess why Xia Chichi managed to shake the flaw in Wang Daoning’s Water Soul?”
Cui Yuanyong stunned, “Why?”
“It’s transmitted from Xuanwu. Do you know how Xuanwu’s transmission occurs?”
Cui Yuanyong: “?”
Cui Yuanyang stomped his foot and said, “It’s transmitted through the two-headed dragon; that thing entering now is their two-head dragon! He’s certainly not afraid of water!”
Cui Yuan Yong turned his head away.
Even our Aristocratic Family can’t compare to their playfulness.
Don’t worry, I’m not a blabbermouth, proven ti and again.
“Well, you guard here then, I have loads of work to do,” Cui Yuan Yong hesitated for a mont before saying, “As for the matter of the Qinghe Sword, claiming not to be jealous would be a lie, but when I think about how it’s better than the previous broken state, I let it go. Without your husband, who could re-forge it, right? Anyway, if you ever have any insights from the Qinghe that surpasses our family scriptures, I hope you’ll share them. Other than that, nothing much.”
Cui Yuanyang smiled sweetly, “Mhm.”
She really felt very fortunate; her brother’s words were not about asking for sothing but were intentionally dispelling any potential estrangent between siblings. The last thing family needs is to hide things from each other; once everything’s out in the open, there are no issues.
Compared to the now vanished Wang Family, such sentints are indeed more precious than any powerful influence at its peak.
…
Ti still needs to revert to last night when the battle between Zhao Changhe and Desolate Calamity began.
To the west of the Capital, a troop of light cavalry braved the wind and snow, rapidly approaching.
With each cavalryman having two horses, switching between day and night, they had been galloping for several days yet remained spirited and vigorous, each of them an exceptionally elite martial artist, far superior in both cultivation and willpower to the average soldier.
The cavalry wore felt hats, donned sheepskin cloaks, and had long hair that draped over their shoulders; they were all barbarians.
The Guard Cavalry of the Longevity Heaven Temple of the barbarians, each one an absolute elite. Several of them, capable of being great generals elsewhere, had achieved the eighth or ninth layer of the Mystical Gate; the leader was ranked nineteenth on the Earth List, also the temple protector Ye Leitu.
Although there were fewer prairie figures on the Heaven, Earth, and Human List than in the Central Earth, mainly due to the overall smaller population, the tip of their military might has never been weaker. Especially after the death of Xia Longyuan, the top two ranks on the Heavenly List were on the grasslands, their value far surpassing the sum of the next eight competitors. Regardless of how many tis the list was compromised by blindness, it was always invigorating for the warriors of the grasslands.
This ti, they had made a detour directly from Central Pass, as Yann had always been a Heavenly Chasm impassable.
But if this plan succeeded, Yann would no longer be an obstacle.
The Capital was vulnerable; the forces capable of fighting had gone south to Langya, and it was uncertain if they had reached Juan City by now. In the Capital, there were only the Four Symbols Sect mbers, the Demon Suppression Departnt, and the useless Forbidden Army.
The Four Symbols Sect mbers had seized the initiative when Xia Longyuan died, taking control of the Capital; that was when there was no organized resistance. Once the high officials and nobles in the Capital ford an organized resistance, the force they could muster would not be much less than that of the Four Symbols Sect mbers. If an unexpected army appeared at the city gates, coupled with an internal disorder, the fate of the Capital would be uncertain.
Are there Vermilion Birds in the Capital? No matter, there are also God Demons in the Capital… the one that Zhao Changhe forced to retreat with a single arrow hadn’t left but was licking his wounds in the shadows.
This was the best opportunity to capture the Capital.
Even if it can’t be taken imdiately, it doesn’t matter. The army from the Li Family was also on the way, arriving soon.
As long as a stalemate could be reached and the Capital was in crisis, the Cui Family would inevitably be forced to withdraw their troops for defense, easing the pressure faced by the Wang Family. And with the Capital in crisis, would Huangfu Yongxian consider marching to support the emperor?
To the north, and south of the desert, Tie Muer had taken advantage of the snowy night to launch a surprise attack on the Ba Tu Tribe of the Southern Desert. The Yann forces had to choose, which front to manage?
And behind Yann, there was still the Alliance Army of the Jinzhong rchants previously sent packing by Huangfu Shaozong, now eyeing the rear of Yann County, ready to backstab at any mont for Huangfu Yongxian who was caught between two fronts.
Did you really think that everything was fine just because it had been calm for half a month? The eruption of a storm takes ti to brew, and now it’s arrived.
This war in the north, with smoke on all sides, a new Imperial court without Xia Longyuan’s absolute martial power… can they handle it?
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PS: Going to sleep for a few more hours, will make up a chapter tonight.
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