Lu Ding looked at them: "I won't ask for your nas. For this Great Jing mission, those who accomplish great deeds will earn their place and be rembered. Those just along for the ride to gild their resu, we'll part ways later. There are countless people in this world; there's no need for us to beco acquainted just because we've crossed paths."
The people gathered here weren't particularly old in age.
So, they had all basically lived through the era of mass literacy campaigns.
Even though Lu Ding's words were very tactfully phrased.
They could still grasp the underlying aning.
If you accomplish sothing noteworthy and earn respect, then sure, we can get to know each other.
If you're just tagging along for a prestige-boosting trip, then there's no need to get acquainted, don't waste everyone's ti and brain cells.
These words sounded as arrogant as they could possibly be!
But his nurous deeds, his various titles and reputations, all served to confirm one thing: Lu Ding had the capital to be this arrogant.
As for whether soone was just here for the prestige.
They'd find out when things got real!!
At this mont, all eight hundred investigators had fire in their bellies.
No one here was an ordinary character, and Lu Ding wasn't an ordinary character either.
Both sides had their own pride.
You, Lu Ding, are indeed impressive, but that's your business. You're not sharing any of that fa or benefit with , so I don't necessarily need to get to know you.
But if you're going to put it like that...
Then I really do have to get to know you now.
With just one sentence, Lu Ding had set the tone for the atmosphere of the eight hundred investigators' mission to Great Jing.
Fu Xinghe adjusted his glasses, thinking to himself: "Brother Lu is truly Brother Lu, leveraging his own advantages to the absolute limit."
He glanced at these eight hundred investigators who were now fired up.
ntally calculating.
"I wonder how many of them will follow Brother Lu back to the new city after this journey."
Fu Xinghe had a deep appreciation for Lu Ding's personal charisma.
There would be no exceptions, only a question of more or fewer people.
Under the weight of eight hundred gazes that were distinctly different from before, Lu Ding turned, his large sleeves swaying, and walked out of the door without looking back.
Eight hundred investigators followed him out. The transition from light to shadow, a palpable sense of pressure washed over them.
Each and every one of those eyes carried ambition!
Great Jing awaits, no sheaths for our blades, let's move out!
anwhile.
On the other side.
Great Jing.
The Filial Prince's Mansion.
Having broken through to the Heavenly Human Second Restriction, An Wuyang was in no hurry to leave seclusion. Remaining in his cross-legged ditation posture, he took out paper and brush.
[Seeing these words is like eting face-to-face - may reading them bring you joy.]
[Imperial Mother... your child is bothering you again. I have now reached the Heavenly Human Second Restriction cultivation level. This realm was sothing I never dared to imagine before. If I had this level of cultivation back in the Third Circle, why would I worry about great matters not...]
[Actually, that probably wouldn't work either. If I exposed Heavenly Human cultivation in the Third Circle and beca invincible under heaven, the powerful ones from Great Han would probably descend from the heavens to be my enemy.]
[Not being able to et Lu Ding is the greatest regret of my life.]
[It's been a long ti since we last parted. Your child actually misses him quite a bit. After all, he's the only friend I have.]
[The Second Circle's Jing Dynasty is full of deceit and sches; you simply can't make friends here. A bunch of feudal ancients, lacking in everything, underdeveloped technology, everything relying on imports, utterly inconvenient.]
[There are clearly excellent technologies that could benefit the people, but these people in the Jing Dynasty actually call technology 'clever but frivolous tricks'?]
When he wrote this, An Wuyang laughed, speechless.
[I feel like I've returned to that era again. Great Jing remains arrogant and self-important. The wheel of history seems to be rolling right over .]
[Sigh... Imperial Mother, if I had a chance to do it over, I truly wouldn't co to Great Jing again. Wouldn't it be better to just stay peacefully in Great Han?]
[But if I hadn't co to Great Jing, I probably wouldn't have broken through to the Heavenly Human Second Restriction this quickly.]
[I guess you could say misfortune and fortune are intertwined.]
[But I don't want to fight for any throne. It's too boring, utterly lacking in freedom, too exhausting. I'm just a prince with no real power right now, and they already demand my speech, behavior, clothing, food, housing, and travel must all conform to standards. Luckily, I haven't forgotten everything, but then they pile on other new things for to learn. Sigh...]
[Even when I wanted to wear the leather jacket Lu Ding gave , that old emperor wouldn't allow it.]
[I can only wear it hiding inside the prince's mansion, can't let anyone see it...]
Writing this, An Wuyang felt a deep sense of frustration.
Not being able to wear such a cool leather jacket for others to see, to enjoy the surrounding looks of envy and admiration, made his heart itch like a cat was scratching it.
So damn annoying!!
An Wuyang continued writing.
[Imperial Mother... do you think Lu Ding will bla for leaving without saying goodbye back then?]
[I just wanted to look cool for a mont. He looked cool the entire journey in Wei Gao; what's wrong with looking cool for a bit?]
[I originally wanted to et him again when we were both at our peaks. Who could have imagined, once I ca here, I couldn't leave...]
Back then, An Wuyang's abrupt departure without a word was purely because he heard news about the Second Circle's Jing Dynasty from the 749 Bureau's Deputy Chief Director in the Third Circle.
He thought he'd co to Jing Dynasty first to take a look. Although it wasn't revisiting an old haunt, it was sowhat similar to returning ho.
Then, leveraging Jing Dynasty's resources to break through to a higher realm, surpass Lu Ding by a level, and when they t again soday, say 'Lu Ding, long ti no see.'
Wouldn't that be cool!?
So cool!
It would absolutely max out the atmosphere and the act of showing off!
But the gap between reality and fantasy was too vast...
An Wuyang sighed again.
[That imperial grandfather of mine, who knows how many generations removed in bloodline, said that once I break through to the Fifth Restriction cultivation level, I can do whatever I want.]
[From the sound of it, he seems to want to pass the throne to . Isn't that just setting up for disaster?]
[I have no backing, no support from powerful figures, no money. A single log can't support a whole structure; what qualifies to inherit the throne...]
[Although with my talent, the Fifth Restriction is no trouble at all, ascending to godhood would be a breeze. I'm only a bit worse than Lu Ding. Aside from him, I don't respect any of these old, rigid bastards in Great Jing with their outdated thinking.]
[But will the others really let smoothly cultivate to the Fifth Restriction? Royal families have no affection, only drawn blades, much slaughter, no rcy, piling bones to reach the summit. Flipping through all the history books, it boils down to just four words: fight to be emperor.]
[Imperial Mother, I'm so tired. Back in the Third Circle, Uncle wanted to dig up to be the Tianli Sect leader. Here in the Second Circle, this imperial grandfather, who knows how he's even counted, is now sending signals that he favors and wants to pass the throne to .]
[From the day I erged from the earth until now, the happiest ti of my life was undoubtedly the journey to Wei Gao with Lu Ding...]
As he wrote, An Wuyang touched the leather jacket.
In this treacherous environnt of deceit and sches, a single misstep ant a bottomless abyss. He was all alone, and a sense of loneliness gradually took over An Wuyang's heart.
Before his slumber in the underground palace, he was also a child, and back then he was carefree because no matter how big the trouble was, it wouldn't fall on his shoulders; there were many people ahead of him rushing forward one after another.
But now, as it turns out, he has to bear all this, while all those who rushed forward before are finished.
Originally, An Wuyang could have endured the darkness, if he had never seen the light. He could have also nursed deep grievances and forged ahead through hardships.
But the journey to Wei Gao with Lu Ding was just too joyful, full of the vitality of living people.
Which led to the current gap being too great.
Thinking back, the fact that the Wei Gao chaebol sisters, Kim Yeon-ju and her sister, could encounter Lu Ding and himself was like running into a heaven-sent stroke of great fortune.
But now, who could co to be his great fortune...
Suddenly.
An Wuyang thought of Lu Ding.
He shook his head: "Too far away. And I used all these resources just to break through to the Second Restriction. I've had almost no rest since coming up here. Even if his talent is good... he's probably only at the Third Restriction..."
"How could I have the face to ask him for help?"
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