181: Chapter 33 The Victor (Extra 1/3 for Alliance Hierarch Ashen’s Little Cotton-padded Jacket)_1 181: Chapter 33 The Victor (Extra 1/3 for Alliance Hierarch Ashen’s Little Cotton-padded Jacket)_1 Lian Que seriously put away his life-token without any further words, only asking, “What weapon do you use?”
Jiang Wang himself didn’t know how he had lost his Longsword in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, and since his hands were empty, it was opportune, especially since the Lian Clan of Chi Yang Prefecture was renowned for their weaponsmithing.
So, without being coy, he replied directly, “A sword.”
Lian Que nodded, “I will go back and prepare the materials.
When you have ti, co to Nanyao City at any ti, and I will forge a sword for you.”
After speaking, he turned and walked away, with utmost decisiveness.
In fact, he could have left as soon as they exited the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, but he stayed by the Bright Moon Lake because he realized his life-token was missing.
No sooner had Lian Que left than Wang Yi Wu stepped out from the Moon Gate.
In fact, most of the people still present hadn’t left because they were waiting for his news.
Including Lian Que and fourteen others, out of the fifty who participated in the adventure within the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, eight survived.
So were joyous, so were sorrowful.
The Moon Gate then plunged back into the water, disappearing from view.
And at that mont, under the night sky, sparsely dotted with stars, the surface of the Bright Moon Lake no longer reflected the moonlight.
Wang Yi Wu strode out of the Moon Gate and went directly to Zhongxuan Sheng, “You are very lucky.”
“So are you,” Zhongxuan Sheng replied with a beaming smile.
“Otherwise, how could I have had the chance to snatch those Divine Skills just like you?”
Listening to his tone on the side, Jiang Wang suddenly thought of a phrase, a smile that hid a knife.
Perhaps Zhongxuan Sheng could not defeat Wang Yi Wu in combat, but in a battle of wits, he undoubtedly overwheld him.
Wang Yi Wu’s gaze shifted, sweeping over Jiang Wang, Li Longchuan, Xu Xiangqian, one by one.
“You’ve done well.
I’ll rember this.”
As for Zhang Song, who had only displayed his Circulation Realm Cultivation, Wang Yi Wu ignored him.
In fact, Zhang Song’s success led many people to reconsider the dangers of the Heavenly Abode Secret Land.
They began to think that perhaps in this secret realm, luck was more important than strength.
Xu Xiangqian was puzzled, “If you’re sick go to East King Valley for treatnt, what does it have to do with ?”
He himself was from Qingya Academy and not a native of Qi Country, and hence had no fear of Wang Yi Wu.
Nor did he have any reverence for the war deity backing him from the Qi Army.
“What he ans is…” Zhongxuan Sheng couldn’t help but clarify, failing to do so would be a disservice to his eloquence: “Although nobody rembers what happened, if it weren’t for the four of us banding together in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, I wouldn’t possibly have had the chance to snatch the opportunity from him.
Even more so, I wouldn’t have co out alive.”
Though this was indeed Wang Yi Wu’s intention, so things left unsaid could maintain peace; once spoken, they could provoke conflict.
Because so cultivators represent not only themselves but also, to so extent, the honor of their families standing behind them.
Li Longchuan said coldly, “Wang Yi Wu, you are too arrogant!”
Wang Yi Wu did not explain himself, as that was exactly his point.
A little dissatisfaction from these people was nothing he couldn’t handle.
He only said to Zhongxuan Sheng, “Zhongxuan Sheng, you’d better quit while you’re ahead.
You should know that actually, the God’s Inner Mansion isn’t all that impressive.”
“Brother Wang, this is the second ti you’ve advised .
Always trying in vain isn’t a solution.” Zhongxuan Sheng still had a smile, his face innocent as he mused, “Or you could go back and try to persuade my elder brother?
Maybe he would listen to you.”
The elder brother Zhongxuan Sheng ntioned was naturally Zhongxuan Zun.
Wang Yi Wu stopped talking and left.
He realized that although he might be able to blow this fat man away with a punch ten tis over, he would never be the match for him in a war of words.
However, the other party was a direct descendant of the Zhong Xuan Family, not soone he could simply eliminate as he wished.
…
As soon as Wang Yi Wu left, Zhongxuan Sheng imdiately scaled the heights and bowed his hands to the others, “Thank you all for your help in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land!”
He seed to have completely forgotten how cautious he had been towards Li Longchuan before entering the Heavenly Abode Secret Land.
He was much more considerate of people’s feelings than Wang Yi Wu was, even including Zhang Song in his thanks.
No one knew what had happened inside the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, but it was always right to make a few friends—especially when these “friends” were on the verge of acquiring Divine Skills.
Li Longchuan had no desire to intervene in the internal power struggles of the Zhong Xuan Family, he just smiled in response, not engaging further.
Zhang Song, who seed very reserved and not quite comfortable with such situations, rely muttered, “What help could I have possibly offered?
It may have been due to your help after all.”
“Sure, sure,” Xu Xiangqian didn’t even know if he had been of any help, but he was shaless about it.
After all, gratitude, praise, comndations, as long as they were offered, he would accept them.
Jiang Wang was also present and silent.
But he knew that he must have made a move in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land because his sword was no longer with him.
He had never been without his sword in his travels across thousands of mountains; there was even less chance of that happening in the Heavenly Abode Secret Land.
Through his journeys spanning tens of thousands of miles, he had developed the embryo of three techniques.
Sword of Sun, Moon, and Stars; Sword of Rivers and Mountains; Sword of the Vast Human Sea.
Only in the mont of execution could they be perfected.
This was his greatest trump card at present.
It was just unfortunate that the muscle mory had also been wiped clean; now he did not know which sword he had used.
The Heavenly Abode Secret Land had already had its curtain call, and after a casual chat, everyone went their separate ways.
The grand event of the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, held once every twelve years, had now co to an end.
Zhongxuan Sheng turned around and called out, “Fourteen, let’s go back!”
The fully armored Fourteen silently followed behind him.
Jiang Wang walked alongside them; he had never heard Fourteen say a word, but sohow he felt that the two n’s auras were in perfect harmony.
“We’ve been together since we wore open-crotch pants,” Zhongxuan Sheng said with a hearty laugh, noticing Jiang Wang’s gaze.
No wonder he didn’t treat Fourteen like a disposable soldier.
It was indeed sigh-worthy how fate had placed these two companions, who grew up together, one becoming a noble young master of an aristocratic family, and the other a close-guarded soldier.
But who could say that wasn’t just how fate worked?
Stepping out of Bright Moon Lake, he was surprised to see Zhang Song flustered and surrounded by people talking.
Zhongxuan Sheng chuckled, explaining, “They’re vying for talent.”
Even though Wang Yiwu had said that being part of the God’s Inner Mansion was nothing much or that he indeed had the audacity to boast so,
in reality, a future powerhouse of the God’s Inner Mansion was enough to spark a frenzy among the various forces.
The reason everyone was surrounding Zhang Song was not disinterest in others, but a sense of self-awareness.
Xu Xiangqian belonged to Qingya Academy; Li Longchuan ca from the Shin Li Clan; Wang Yiwu was a disciple of the military god.
Zhongxuan Sheng was a disciple of the Zhong Xuan Family, and Jiang Wang, having been requested as external support, naturally was also considered part of the Zhong Xuan Family.
These were all unattainable by the others.
Only Zhang Song, although coming from a distinguished lineage, was a viable target given that his family, the Zhang of Feng Xian, had long been in decline.
Watching him awkwardly, Jiang Wang called out, “Zhang Song!
We’re waiting for you!”
Zhongxuan Sheng, cunning as ever, imdiately went along, hooking his arm around Zhang Song’s shoulder: “We told you to wait inside, but you just had to wait out here.
Hurry up, or the food and drinks will get cold!”
Zhang Song was pulled from the crowd sowhat dazedly, “rescued” by them.
Walking through the streets of Heavenly Mansion City for a while, Zhang Song hesitantly said, “That is, I…
don’t want to join another family…”
Before finishing his sentence, he lowered his head, looking apologetic.
Zhongxuan Sheng burst out laughing, probably because he was shaless himself and thus enjoyed seeing soone bashful: “We’re close comrades in arms from the Heavenly Abode Secret Land, do you think we’re just here to recruit you?”
“No, that’s not what I an…” Zhang Song stamred.
“Alright, I won’t keep you for drinks then,” Zhongxuan Sheng ended the topic and patted Zhang Song’s shoulder: “You’d better hurry back.
Your folks must be waiting for you to return ho in glory!”
Zhang Song was still flustered.
Jiang Wang teased, “Hurry up, or they’ll co and drag you back again!”
Hearing this, Zhang Song bolted without another word, leaving them behind.
Because this world had so many shaless people, sotis the shy and introverted seed incredibly endearing.
Yet for so reason, as Jiang Wang watched Zhang Song’s retreating figure, he suddenly felt a familiar sensation.
But he couldn’t pinpoint where it was coming from.
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