"If the positions were reversed, and our Ancient Daoist Court was taken by outsiders, what decision would you Taoist disciples make?"
"..."
Indeed.
Today, it is the Buddhist ancient heritage that has been taken away; if soday the Taoist Court falls into the hands of certain old families, wouldn’t the Taoists face the sa fate?
"However, rest assured, the Holy Emperor will not take things to the extre," the Great Master noticed Li Qingzhou and Daoist Xuanjian’s silence, his tone much calr as he said:
"He has left the Buddhists a way out. Once everything is ready, those Buddhist disciples will be given a choice."
Li Qingzhou sighed inwardly, nodded, and said, "That would be good."
Giving the Buddhists a chance for survival is also giving a lifeline to Confucians and Taoists, this is truly being vigilant in tis of peace.
"The struggle over the Daoist heritage is too distant for us. If possible, I truly hope our Tianyuan Continent can inherit the ancient Daoist legacy." The Great Master lanted.
Daoist Xuanjian’s face, like withered bark, creased together. He glanced at the grand hall deep in the passageway, a glint of clarity flashing in his clouded eyes:
"If the human race of our Tianyuan Continent can break through the Demon Court’s blockade, perhaps there is still a sliver of hope."
"Difficult, difficult, difficult!"
The three of them, talking, arrived at the end of the passageway, where Nine Thousand Years and Huangshan Taoist awaited.
Nine Thousand Years smiled with a feminine air, "Daoist Qingzhou, Daoist Xuanjian, thank you for coming, please co this way."
Daoist Xuanjian glanced at him, then fixed his gaze on Huangshan Taoist, saying with a mocking smile: "Old dog Huangshan, haven’t you gone to the Western Paradise? Truly disappointing for this old Taoist."
"Old dog Xuanjian, even if you die, this poor Taoist won’t die." Huangshan Taoist gave him a sidelong glance, impatiently urging: "Hurry inside, finish discussing the grand eting, this poor Taoist is still in a rush to..."
"In a rush to reincarnate?" Daoist Xuanjian interrupted, "Indeed, that’s sothing you would do."
"What? After so many years, you want to spar with this poor Taoist?"
"Co on! If you don’t co, you’re my grandson!"
"Master Uncle Ancestor," Li Qingzhou pulled him aside, "please don’t be angry."
Previously, he had heard of the longstanding enmity between Daoist Xuanjian and Huangshan Taoist, but he didn’t expect them to target each other so verbally the mont they t.
"Hmph! For Qingzhou’s sake, this old Taoist will spare you, mutt!"
"Spare ?" Huangshan Taoist was both angry and amused, pointing at him, "Back then, this poor Taoist should have sent you to the Netherworld!"
The Great Master and Nine Thousand Years couldn’t help but try to diate, "Gentlen Taoists, the Holy Emperor is still waiting."
"I’ll settle things with you later!"
Emperor Wei listened to the voices outside, his expression inevitably peculiar, yet he truly had no ans of dealing with these eccentric, powerful Taoists.
"Luckily, Chen Yi, coming from a Marquis background, is young but still behaves within bounds, otherwise I would have a headache..."
...
After leaving Dakong Temple, Chen Yi and Lin Xueru, among others, returned directly to Duke Wu An’s Mansion.
As the carriage passed by Kyoto Academy, the little girl’s heart, held in suspense, finally leaped to her throat.
She looked at Chen Yi pitifully: "Brother Yi, is it really okay for to just go and see Mother-in-law like this?"
Before Chen Yi could offer comfort, Xiao Xuanzhen seized the opportunity to tease her, "Junior Sister, haven’t even married yet and already calling her ’Mother-in-law’? A bit too eager, aren’t we?"
"Ah," Lin Xueru realized her slip, her face instantly flushed, even her earlobes turned rosy and lustrous. She covered her cheeks with her hands and lowered her head, her voice barely audible:
"Senior Sister, you misheard..."
"Hmph, did I hear wrong?" Xiao Xuanzhen signaled Hua Xianzi and Du Yan with her eyes: "You all, did I hear wrong?"
Erhua’s eyes darted around a few tis: "Senior Sister Xiao, you really did hear wrong, Senior Sister Xueru said ’Aunt’."
Hua Xianzi gave her a tug but remained silent.
Du Yan observed everyone’s reactions and t Xiao Xuanzhen’s expectant gaze with a smile, saying:
"It’s only a matter of ti before Xueru calls her that. After all, she and Brother Yi have been betrothed for a long ti. Perhaps the elders of both families are already discussing their wedding date."
"Ah, don’t talk nonsense..."
Lin Xueru’s face reddened further, gazing shyly at Chen Yi, seeing his smiling eyes, her heart involuntarily raced a few beats faster.
Chen Yi smiled and gestured, "My mother still rembers you from when you were little, so there’s no need to be so nervous."
Unfortunately, Xiao Xuanzhen’s speculation was correct. His parents indeed intended to discuss their wedding date with Duke Xing and his wife, except...
"Really, Brother Yi?"
"Just be at ease."
Hua Xianzi watched the intimate interaction between Chen Yi and Lin Xueru, her expression slightly dim, unconsciously tightening her grip on Erhua’s hand.
Erhua glanced around, muttering a few words to herself and promptly changed the topic:
"The grand eting starts tomorrow. We must go early."
"Is it necessary?"
"The rules of the grand eting will only be announced tomorrow. Going late might an missing so details."
Seeing the girl and the others distracted, Chen Yi also relaxed, giving Erhua an approving look, thinking you’ve done well.
Erhua raised her head proudly: Of course, in critical tis, you still depend on , Junior Sister.
Chen Yi smiled, glancing around the room, his heart perceiving that Xia Wanwan in Duke Wu An’s Mansion had cald down.
Judging from her and Zhou Wanyi’s deanor, it seed it still required Chen Taiping, the head of the family, to make the decision.
"Whoever makes the decision, I have no intention of interfering in Chen Family matters."
Chen Yi was well aware that he was now the court-appointed Heroic Marquis. If he decided not to go to Taizhou Mountain, he would need to establish his own branch within the Kyoto Prefecture, effectively creating a new lineage of the Chen Family.
Though sharing the sa roots, in a few generations, his branch and Duke Wu An’s branch would inevitably diverge.
"Aunt, Xueru greets you."
"Is that Xueru? You’ve grown so beautiful..."
Upon returning to the Mansion, Lin Xueru was t by Zhu Yu to change clothes before accompanying Chen Yi to et Xia Wanwan.
As Chen Yi expected, Lin Xueru’s arrival alleviated Xia Wanwan’s guilt, allowing her to temporarily set aside matters concerning Zhou Wanyi and the Zhou Family.
Until nightfall, Xia Wanwan kept Lin Xueru and Zhu Yu in Chunhe Garden, not ntioning the matter to Chen Yi.
"Seems Mother wishes to confer with Father first, which is fine."
Chen Yi bid farewell to the three and returned to his quarters, flipping his wrist to play with the Little Jade Sword, sensing the presence of the ’Demoness’ Wen Renying, he transmitted a ssage:
"Wait for outside Duke Jingye Mansion."
"Yes~ my lord~"
The soft, coquettish voice did not catch Chen Yi’s attention; his gaze had already leapt across a hundred yards to fall within Duke Jingye Mansion.
"Zhou Tiance, Chen Ke, and ’Hidden Dragon’, it’s ti to settle everything!"
As if sensing Chen Yi’s killing intent, the Spring Rain Sword within the hall of Duke Jingye Mansion’s inner courtyard began to tremble slightly, with lodious sword cries echoing.
"Chi!"
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