"Is your information confird to be true?"
Ye Yilan looked at Chen Xuan on the opposite side with a serious expression and asked.
"Lord Mansion Master, I was attacked last night by a Fourth Grade Spirit Cultivator, and it was from him that I got the news about the rebels planning to establish a nation. As for whether it’s true or not, I’m not sure, but considering the importance of this information, I thought I should report it to you."
This morning, he ca to the City Lord’s Mansion to et Ye Yilan.
Did you ask him whether he was sure?
He didn’t know.
Sigh—
Ye Yilan let out a long sigh and waved his hand, "You should go back first. I will have soone investigate this matter."
"Yes, Lord Mansion Master."
Then he bowed to Xuan Er, "Disciple takes his leave!"
"How is your mastery of the Divine Foot Technique?"
"It’s okay... I guess!"
"Well, don’t rush. There is still ti." He knew that comprehending the Divine Foot Technique was extrely difficult, so he didn’t put too much pressure on him, considering it’s only been half a month.
It was just a casual question.
"Thank you, Master."
After Chen Xuan left, Ye Yilan looked at Xuan Er sitting opposite him, and asked calmly but annoyedly, "Aren’t you worried?"
Then he added, "The rebels ignored your warning!"
"So what?" Xuan Er asked nonchalantly.
"So damn what!" Ye Yilan felt truly exhausted. If this information were true, then Youlan Mansion was really in danger.
After years of managent, if Youlan Mansion fell, it wouldn’t just be returning to the past overnight, but almost there.
By that ti... they would have to flee for sure.
Those who talk about perishing together with Youlan Mansion are fools. He wouldn’t do that.
Whether the Great Xia Court would bla him was not his concern.
They had already lost four states, would they care about losing his mansion?
Moreover, they didn’t even provide support!
It was simply a pity in his heart.
"Don’t worry. Even if the rebels are planning to establish a nation, it won’t happen overnight!" Xuan Er, seeing that he was truly anxious, said sothing rare to comfort him.
But he didn’t doubt the truth of this information.
After all, from ancient tis to the later Great Xia, only after establishing a nation through rituals could one gain the blessing of national destiny.
It’s said that having national destiny allows one to beco stronger, not just the ruler of a nation but also its army and citizens.
Although it sounds a bit ridiculous, it indeed is the truth.
So even if the current rebels are like a rainbow sweeping across and can compete with Great Xia, it is only temporary. To continue, the only way out is to establish a nation.
Therefore, he wasn’t surprised by the rebels’ intention to establish a nation.
"But establishing a nation requires a treasure to suppress the national destiny. Other than the Nine Dragon Seal in His Majesty’s hand, what else is there?" Ye Yilan was puzzled. Without such a treasure, how could the rebels establish a nation?
If they couldn’t suppress the national destiny, everything would be in vain.
"There is!" Xuan Er said firmly.
"What is it?" He really couldn’t think of anything that could suppress the national destiny.
"Have you forgotten the World-Suppressing Bell? Although not as powerful as the Nine Dragon Seal, considering the rebels control only four states now, it should suffice."
"Isn’t that thing damaged? And it’s been missing for thousands of years!"
Hearing Xuan Er ntion it, Ye Yilan rembered, but it was said that the World-Suppressing Bell was damaged in an ancient war, and such a level of treasure cannot be easily repaired.
"That I’m not sure about."
Xuan Er shook his head. He only knew that it indeed had the qualification to suppress the national destiny. Whether it could be repaired was the rebels’ problem, and he did not bother to worry about it.
"Sigh... I’m not even sure whether to report this to His Majesty."
This matter is too significant.
But it made Xuan Er look at him like he was an idiot, which left Ye Yilan bewildered.
He asked, "What’s wrong?"
"Did you forget about that old fellow Qi Lin and what he’s good at? Divination! Such things will definitely be reflected in the stars. How could he not deduce it?"
"Forgot, forgot!"
Ye Yilan patted his forehead and smiled awkwardly.
"So what should we do now?"
"Wait!"
....
Celestial Water Commandery.
"What? Longteng went to Youlan Mansion?"
In the grand hall, a middle-aged man in green robes, appearing scholarly and weak.
However, he was the supre leader of the Celestial Water Commandery rebels, Yan Wen.
He put down the book in his hand and looked at the subordinate kneeling on the ground below, asking, "When did this happen?"
"Three days ago! But... he hasn’t returned since then!"
"Send orders to severely punish all the guards at the city gate that day with 500 military cane strokes. If sothing happens to Longteng... kill them all!"
In the grand hall, Yan Wen’s voice was not loud, but the subordinate below felt an overwhelming murderous intent.
The word "kill" sent a chill through the subordinate’s body.
This is Yan Wen, nicknad King Yama, who decides people’s fates in conversation!
"Yes, sir!"
Although Yan Wen was the supre leader of the Celestial Water Commandery rebels, he did not like being called "adult" because he felt it was too vulgar and did not fit his style. Thus, he, who regarded himself as a scholar, ordered people to call him "sir!"
"You may leave!"
Yan Wen waved his hand. The subordinate slowly stood up, but instead of turning around, he backed up a few steps before turning and leaving the hall.
Sigh—
Just stepping over the threshold of the hall felt like a burden was lifted.
Every ti he faced Yan Wen, it felt like he fought a fierce battle.
"I hope Longteng is fine, otherwise... sigh!"
With a sigh in his heart, he quickly went to deliver the orders, not daring to delay for even a mont.
In the great hall, Yan Wen’s gaze was fixed on the distant horizon.
"The ritual is approaching, and we don’t have enough Spirit Cultivators. I hope Longteng is fine."
He murmured to himself.
If he didn’t know that Xuan Er was in Youlan Mansion, he might have gone there personally.
"Never mind... if it really doesn’t work, then... we’ll have to use lower-grade options."
He then sat down and continued to read the book in his hands.
Yan Wen had only two hobbies in his life: reading during peaceti and killing during warti.
A person of great contrasts.
....
Chen Xuan, who had returned to the Divine Capture Bureau, was rare in that he did not cultivate today. Instead, he studied the "Array Illustration".
The array from last night’s Longteng had left a deep impression on him.
If he had not been at Third Grade, he might have really fallen for it.
Now it seed that unless a Fourth Grade Spirit Cultivator engaged in close combat with a Fourth Grade Martial Cultivator, the latter was no match at all.
But this made sense; otherwise, if Spirit Cultivation were so difficult and yet couldn’t defeat Martial Cultivators of the sa level, it would be quite absurd.
Chen Xuan carefully flipped through each page.
It wasn’t until noon that he had briefly gone through it.
However...
"It feels like reading a heavenly book!"
He sighed helplessly.
Just the Guiyi Array set up by Longteng last night, considered the simplest among them, had symbols so complex that it exceeded his imagination.
Moreover, it required treasures as the array’s core, and after activating the array, it needed extrely strong Spiritual Power to control it.
All of this...was far beyond what he could do at present.
"System!"
He thought to himself, with multiple arrays recorded in the "Array Illustration", how would the system categorize them?
[
"Array Illustration" (Arrays: Guiyi Array (Not Comprehended (0/1000)), Spirit Gathering Array (Not Comprehended (0/1000)), Breath Concealing Array (Not Comprehended (0/1000))...)
]
"Just as expected!"
He thought to himself, the system categorizes each array separately, aning each needs to be upgraded individually.
It seems his previous guess that upgrading the "Array Illustration" would allow simultaneous comprehension of arrays was a bit laughable now.
But... it makes sense.
"It seems I have no hope of upgrading these arrays anyti soon."
He shook his head, feeling reluctant in his heart.
But he had no choice, as every Skill Point was precious now and couldn’t be wasted.
At the very least, he needed to complete the upgrade of Divine Movent Technique before doing anything else.
Moreover, he also planned to upgrade the "Cloud Soaring Technique", as it was too difficult for Su Yun to cultivate it. However, to gain more Skill Points in one day, he must quickly boost her Martial Dao realm.
Even if it ant wasting so Skill Points, it was like sharpening the knife without delaying the work of chopping wood.
"Oh well, for now, let’s continue with cultivation."
On his panel, in the cultivation status bar, it read Third Grade (Viscera Refinent (22%)), and this was just over half a month. At this rate, it would take nearly two years to complete Viscera Refinent.
There was still a long road ahead.
He then withdrew the panel, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate.
....
In the Great Xia Imperial Palace.
Taiji Hall.
At this mont, an old man with white hair stood at the entrance, none other than Qi Lin, the National Preceptor of Great Xia.
"Your Majesty, the rebel army is preparing to establish a nation."
Slightly bowing his body, he respectfully spoke in the direction of the Taiji Hall’s door.
"Heh..."
A light chuckle ca from the hall. Though not loud, even Qi Lin standing outside felt the imnse pressure.
"I knew they couldn’t hold it anymore. Have the remnants of those sects appeared?"
"So have appeared, but only a very small portion."
"Hmph!" A cold snort resonated, and in a daze, Qi Lin felt the entire Taiji Hall tremble.
"Your Majesty has advanced once more." He was imnsely shocked in his heart.
A genius not t in millennia.
This was the evaluation of the forr emperor.
And it was for him that all this was made possible.
"When the rebel army begins their ritual to worship the heavens, should we intervene?" Qi Lin asked.
After all, once the rebels hold their ritual and successfully establish a nation, Great Xia’s national fate would surely be weakened.
Precisely because of this concern, upon receiving news of the rebel army’s intent to establish a nation, he had co to the Taiji Hall to report it.
This matter could only be decided by His Majesty.
"No need, let them establish their nation, even if Great Xia’s national fate is slightly weakened. It’s better to fatten the fish for a better catch."
"However, we can’t ignore it completely. Deploy the troops, and rember, no matter how many die, they must ultimately win, even if a few provinces are lost. Everything waits until I erge from seclusion!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After Qi Lin respectfully perford his salute, he then left.
However, at this mont, he couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy in his heart.
Letting the rebel army establish a nation indeed involved matters of national fate.
"Is His Majesty truly so confident?"
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