But Han Dong, after all, was a Prince of Daqian and had connections with the female Ba, so he must still know so things.
There might be so clues.
Originally, this had nothing to do with Jinlan Mountain. Yu Ziqing was purely doing a good deed, helping Feng Buju.
Now, unexpectedly, there was a new gain.
The Silence Divine Spell within Yang had been triggered once again.
At the very least, there was now a clear direction.
By indirectly figuring out what Yang was sealed with by the Silence Divine Spell, it would be possible to follow the clues and investigate who had cast the Silence Divine Spell on Yang.
What was initially a matter of indifference couldn't help but beco a concern.
...
Outside the locust forest, Han Dong stood expressionless in front of the tomb, remaining there for an entire day and night.
He did not speak. Had he not been a master, such an expression would be called stiff.
When the sun rose once again, it was as though he finally ca back to his senses, and facing the tomb, he said with so uncertainty,
"I think I scared him. Should I not have done that?"
The tomb had no response, and he continued to talk to himself.
"I haven't spoken to anyone in many, many years. I have been training in the deep sea, fighting every day.
I have also clarified what happened back then. That Dragon Clan individual was lured there by soone.
It had never co to the land in its lifeti, nor had it ever heard of your existence.
Moreover, it was one of the few dragons in the Dragon Clan capable of summoning Heavenly Fire.
I am a bit slow, you always said I was slow to react, and indeed my reaction is a bit slow.
But Master said that my talent lies in the Sword Dao. By dedicating myself to the Sword Dao, it will also be true to .
Master also told , encountering you is my tribulation.
I must either sever the ties of affection or not give up on you and give up the Sword Dao, or perhaps not give up on either. It all depends on ; nothing is set in stone.
If I overco this tribulation, I can keep you without having to give up the Sword Dao.
If I fail, I will lose you, and my Sword Dao will be destroyed."
Han Dong stood there, speaking slowly. Many words seed to take a long ti to co to mind before he could express them.
"I haven't been back for a long ti. It's only after returning from the deep sea that I learned a lot.
Only then did I realize that Dali had produced a very strong Crown Prince. In just over a hundred years, she already reached the Ninth Tier Realm.
She is truly a genius, far beyond . It took a millennium to advance to the Ninth Tier.
Then, I started to understand so things.
I feel that you might have been dragged down by , and perhaps it was my brothers who were sowhat afraid of then.
They felt my talent in Sword Dao was too strong and that one day I would beco an existence they could not ignore.
If I advanced to the Ninth Tier, whether I wanted to or not, I would draw the Emperor's attention.
In Daqian, you must know, under such circumstances, I would inevitably be drawn into the succession battle.
So, I'm thinking, perhaps my brothers, fearing , wanted to destroy , and also you.
They indeed succeeded. My sword has not been unsheathed for a thousand years.
I have been 'wasted' for over a millennium, just as everyone expected.
This is my tribulation, as well as ours, but I think, everything will turn out fine.
I will wait here for you to awaken."
He mumbled to himself like this for a long ti, alone, talking about things from all over the world, sharing his nearly unsharable and dull experiences.
"Should I apologize to Qing Ziyu? I feel now, indeed, that I did not behave properly.
It's just that he's a pretty good person, not holding it against , and he even took good care of you.
I have nothing with which I could repay him. Do you think I should give him a sword?
Or should I help him kill soone?
It seems that besides these, I don't know how to do anything else anymore.
The osmanthus cake you wanted to eat that year, I still don't know how to make..."
Several days later, Yu Ziqing walked out of the locust forest, carrying so food.
"Big Brother Han, co have sothing to eat. You haven't eaten in quite so ti, have you?"
"Oh, it has been a long ti since I've eaten anything."
Yu Ziqing placed the tray on the stone table and pointed at the small courtyard.
"Big Brother, you don't have to stand guard here every day. This courtyard is for you to rest and cultivate."
"For ?"
"Yes, for you. I believe the lady inside also wouldn't want you to be tired."
Yu Ziqing put down the plate with food and so pastries, took three more plates, placed three pastries in each, walked out of the courtyard, arranged the plates in front of the tomb, and turned around to ask,
"Does Big Sister drink wine?"
"She does. She has a very good tolerance for alcohol. She has gotten drunk many tis."
Upon hearing this, Yu Ziqing imdiately put away the wine cups and set out three jugs of strong liquor.
After doing all this, Yu Ziqing entered the courtyard and invited Han Dong to sit down, eat, and drink.
Han Dong looked at the offerings in front of the grave and imdiately felt even more remorseful.
With a gesture, a sword completely white as snow, planted in front of the locust forest, flew into Han Dong's hand.
"I was sowhat rude before. I thought about it, and there's nothing I can use as a thank you gift.
I was going to help you kill soone, but then I thought, I still need to stand guard here.
I can only give you a sword.
I have nurtured this sword for three hundred years; it should be considered decent, and it contains a strand of my Sword Qi.
If you encounter an invincible enemy, just draw the sword and kill them.
You just need to give it a drop of your blood to claim ownership. It doesn't need much attention on a daily basis."
Yu Ziqing took a brief look; the sword was indeed decent, but only just decent.
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