"Indeed, just like Golden Feather, Purple Dragon, and Holy Spirit, many tribal leaders tend to be disobedient, they’ll join battles that benefit them, and various excuses are made when there are no benefits."
"Our return should be considered a significant achievent!"
"Hehe, I’ve heard that Princess You Ruo is a naturally gifted Green Water Dao Body, her figure is soft and supple, I wonder what it feels like..."
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the speaking Xinge flew into the air, hitting the Magic Wall hard.
Beside him, Xin Chang watched the scene, shivering and hastily fell to his knees.
An elder dressed in a white witch robe suddenly appeared before them.
The elder, whom they revered as the Saint ’Yun Yang’, scolded loudly, "You two bastards, if I hear you speaking nonsense again, I’ll have your souls excavated to feed the ’Sacred Beast’!"
"Saint, we wouldn’t dare." The two trembled, prostrating on the ground.
"The strong from East Sea have entered the Capital, there is strong opposition from the outside world, unless necessary, you are not to wander outside lately!" Yun Yang scolded, "Otherwise, your lives will be at risk, do you understand?"
"Yes, yes." The two responded, trembling, but in their hearts, they were indifferent.
...
The second resolution was passed without suspense, with the Central Six Ministries sealing it with six stamps, the docunt was communicated to county governnts.
For a mont, the world was shocked, East Sea was in an uproar.
Yet, in the midst of the strongest reactions,
On August 2nd, Princess You Ruo made a public appearance, she appeared at the Ministry of Rites’ sacrificial ceremony, publicly expressing her intentions.
"As a Princess, An Lan is willing to contribute modestly to the peace between the southern foreign lands and Great Zhou, I specially sacrifice to the ancestral spirits of heaven and earth, wishing the people of Great Zhou are free from war forever..."
Zhao Xing also attended this observation ceremony.
His avatar watched from afar.
In Zhao Xing’s eyes, Princess You Ruo was expressionlessly reading an announcent, going through the motions.
However, in the eyes of others, Princess You Ruo appeared solemn, with a dignified deanor, displaying the elegance and royal descent, combined with a heart of great love.
At that mont, there were nurous praising voices.
...
Bixian County, Princess Mansion.
"Zhao Xing, isn’t this wrong? Is the Princess willing to marry into Southern Barbarians?" Xia Jing asked.
This matter was too sensational, hence he personally ca to ask Zhao Xing.
The Princely Heir now simply couldn’t understand what was going on.
"Forced! It must be forced!" Long Xiao exclaid.
"Stop talking nonsense." Xia Jing glared at Long Xiao, Ji Anlan is already a Princess, who else could force her?
Implying Emperor Jing, not wanting to live?
"What should we do now?" Chen Shijie asked, "Should we move out?"
Old Chen’s family and Zhao Xing’s family had been living in the Princess’s fief in Bixian County.
Shouldn’t they continue living here?
"Don’t rush." Zhao Xing shook his head.
Xia Jing’s eyes lit up, "Is there still a variable?"
"The matter is settled, what else can we do?" Long Xiao thumped the wall, "They’ve already announced it to the world, my Ling’er was even crying senselessly, constantly scolding the incompetent strong from East Sea who entered the Capital."
"I said don’t rush." Zhao Xing looked out the window. "Rember what we said back at Fla Mountain?"
"What words?" Long Xiao was puzzled.
Chen Shijie and Xia Jing exchanged a glance, the Princely Heir spoke first: "Man proposes, God disposes!"
Chen Shijie then asked: "Who are you waiting for?"
...
Zhao Xing indeed was waiting for soone, but not for any unbeatable experts or high-ranking officials.
During these days, there’s been a weak but persistent force running quietly.
He originally practiced in the Returning Ruins Cave Heaven, a world of Grotto Heaven close to extinction.
But in early July, he hastily ended it and dashed out from the entrance of Red Stone County.
"Duke Wei! I want to see the Emperor! I want to see the Emperor!"
A boy, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, tall and carrying a sword, suddenly appeared in the Duke Wei Mansion.
The sky was azure, and the drizzle fell.
"The Young Master has left East Sea for only a year, already abruptly halting practice, violating the ancestral teachings." Wei Gongming sighed, "Now opting to rashly confront the Emperor may not be a wise decision."
"Duke, just report it! I’ll bear all consequences!" Ji Che’s eyes were alarmingly bright, though young, he had an incredible aura, the dignity in his gaze pressing Wei Gongming in awe.
Faced with a first-class Ritual Repairer, the lad forced ahead: "If you report for , Che will rember forever!"
If not reported, he shall resent forever!
Wei Gongming looked at the boy in the rain, pondering for a while before nodding: "Alright, I’ll take you to the Capital now."
When Ji Che and Wei Gongming arrived at Fengjing, the decree had already been communicated to the departnts.
After the observation ceremony ended, Wei Gongming looked at the youth, whose aura was downcast, feeling compassion: "Young Master, perhaps returning to East Sea now could allow for another eting with the Princess."
...
As the sacrificial ceremony by the Ministry of Rites in Fengjing ended, a fortunate date was swiftly confird, both the welcoming and sending party were slated to depart in early September.
The journey started from Fengjing, passed through Tianyong State, Dao Yuan Continent, then to Fuzhou, Pinghai State, crossing the Canglan River.
When the sending party went through Dao Yuan Continent.
At Qitian Mountain Peak, stones gradually fell.
Zhao Xing’s true self erged from the snowy stone cairn.
His mind gradually revived from dormancy, Zhao Xing took a deep breath.
Gazing at the Cloud Sea ahead, today among the other 28 mountains in the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land, almost none stood higher than his.
The highest one barely reached 8000 ters.
"Cultivating the mountain for nearly a hundred years, perceiving the way of Heaven’s fate, my foundation in the Heavenly Fate Realm is unmatched."
Originally, the twenty-nine peaks were spaced far apart.
But now, Zhao Xing’s Qitian Mountain has grown to a surprising scale, though still at 9999 ters, it has begun spreading sideways.
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