In the past few days, Chen Yang had been enjoying his leisure ti, reuniting with his family by either brewing wine and playing chess or simply wandering around.
One early morning, news ca that several royal families had begun to make their move. Although no specific details were released, there was no doubt that their target was Chen Yang. After the battle by the Qingyuan River, everyone thought that Chen Yang, having crippled himself, was completely finished and had no chance of rising again.
Yet now, it had been proven that everyone underestimated the talent of the forr Commander. He could even slay people from Biluo Sword Valley with ease. So even speculated that Chen Yang's current strength had already returned to his peak from a year ago. Such talent indeed had the potential to transcend the Saint Realm and step into the Divine Conquest.
Not long after, the Demon Monarch, Chen Hua, set up a combat stage by the Qingyuan River and publicly declared that anyone who wanted to harm Chen Yang must get past him first. Otherwise, he, Chen Hua, would take up his war spear and annihilate them completely. The threat from an Earth Saint powerhouse was sothing that not even the four major royal families could ignore.
As a result, the other three royal families joined forces to pressure the Chen royal family, hoping the Sovereign of their Inner Court would personally intervene. After all, the four families had made an agreent years ago: they would never allow anyone capable of surpassing the Saint Realm to exist. Once discovered, they could only be eliminated.
"The royal families really can't sit still anymore."
When this news arrived, Chen Yang was drinking tea with Chen Jinnan, Qin Lie, and Qin Gang.
Chen Yang took a sip of tea and remarked, "This uncle of mine sure has a fiery temper."
"Had it been twenty years ago, with his personality, he wouldn't have hesitated," Chen Jinnan said, his seemingly composed eyes glinting with a brilliant coldness. "If one ca, he would kill one. If two ca, he would kill them both!"
"I owe him a favor," Chen Yang said, covering his teacup.
Chen Jinnan waved his hand. "We're all family; there's no need to speak of such things. However, now that you've reappeared so conspicuously, those royal families will be determined to kill you. They won't rest until they do."
"But I'm not soone they can kill just because they want to," Chen Yang said with a faint smile, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth.
When did I, Chen Yang, fall to such a pitiful state? Am I just a fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered at will?
anwhile, a Steward from Biluo Sword Valley made a high-profile appearance in Cangyun City. Just after Chen Hua made his declaration, this Steward followed suit with an announcent of his own, the arrogance of which stirred the hearts of many.
The gist was this: the people of Biluo Sword Valley were of noble status. Anyone who dared to kill them in broad daylight would face the extermination of their nine generations of kin. Now, you have a choice: either publicly commit suicide to atone for your cri or kneel before . You have only one day to consider.
Although no nas were ntioned, the incident of Chen Yang executing Gu Qing in the street was already widely known. Either commit suicide or kneel before him. Furthermore, the timing of the announcent made it clear they held Chen Hua in complete disregard.
So arrogant, so domineering!
Biluo Sword Valley had interacted little with the mortal world over the years. However, this didn't prevent its terrifying influence from being known across the land. The fact that Gu Qing had been personally received by the Great Elder, Luo Yunhai, was proof enough.
This ti, the Xiao Family, a local noble family in Cangyun City, had received the honor of hosting this Steward from Biluo Sword Valley. Among the eight great noble families, the Xiao Family ranked first. Their own foundation was formidable, and now, by a stroke of luck, they had gained the Steward's favor. Their future was bound to be brilliant.
And so, no sooner had the Steward from Biluo Sword Valley finished speaking than the Young Master of the Xiao Family, Xiao Ziquan, imdiately jumped out to add his own voice. "You, surnad Chen! Get your ass over to my Xiao Family imdiately! You only have one day!"
"You're a despised rat that everyone wants to kill. Don't you know what to do?"
The Young Master of the Xiao Family, Xiao Ziquan, stood on a public platform and ordered Chen Yang to act at once, lest he waste the Steward from Biluo Sword Valley's ti. The Steward's arrival was an honor for all of Cangyun City. If Chen Yang delayed and angered him, the entire capital might be implicated. Then, Chen Yang would be a sinner condemned for all ti.
These words thoroughly showcased the transcendent status of Biluo Sword Valley and made the common people realize the gravity of the situation.
"That damned coward! He broke his oath, decisively resigned as Supre Martial Commander, and thought he could live out his days in comfort? Who knew that besides the royal families, Biluo Sword Valley would also co for his life."
"Selfish, despicable cur! He deserves it!"
Another torrential wave of abuse and ridicule followed. All kinds of mockery and laughter engulfed the city like a great tidal wave. In that mont, everyone chose to forget who had protected their peace for the past ten years. They forgot who it was that had forged the might of Tianwu.
The uproar grew more and more intense. Whether out of schadenfreude or a desire to kick a man while he was down, Chen Yang had beco, just as Luo Yunhai had orchestrated, a tragic figure pointed at by a thousand fingers and the target of universal contempt.
「In the Elders' Court」
In the eting hall, Luo Yunhai sat in the chief seat, holding a teacup with a look of pure contentnt. Noticing the ashen faces of Jin Zheng and Wu Xing, the Great Elder's lips curled up slightly as he feigned confusion. "What's wrong, Elders? You don't seem happy."
"That boy, Chen Yang, resigned in the first place to avoid dragging us and the entire Martial Departnt into his troubles," Wu Xing, a man usually of few words, said, his ashen face etched with unspeakable desolation as he gazed at the flag outside the door. "Now, they twist right and wrong, calling him a coward who fled from battle and forsook his beliefs? Hah. So people will eventually be nailed to the nation's pillar of sha."
"It's truly gone too far! How can they slander the forr War God of the State like this?" an unnad elder added.
Luo Yunhai set down his teacup. "I will look into this," he said indifferently. "I'll find the source of these rumors and have them clarify the truth in person."
"The Xia Family," the expressionless Jin Zheng suddenly said. "The entire affair is being fueled by the Xia Family, one of Cangyun City's top aristocratic houses."
"Oh?" Luo Yunhai's gaze grew distant, his voice cold. "So, what do you plan to do?"
"? I'm just an old man with one foot in the grave, unable to command a single soldier. What does the Great Elder think I could possibly do?" Jin Zheng slowly stood up, grinning at Luo Yunhai. "But I believe there will always be so people who cannot simply stand by and watch."
"What are you saying?" Luo Yunhai demanded, his voice deepening.
With his hands behind his back, Jin Zheng turned to leave. "A person ought to have a conscience and be worthy of the land that bore and raised them. Otherwise," he paused, and Wu Xing picked up the thread, following him out, "what's the difference between us and beasts?"
"HUMPH!" Luo Yunhai scoffed coldly. "I'll let you have your mont of arrogance. Once Chen Yang is dead, we'll see how I deal with you."
「The following day.」
An event occurred that stunned countless people, though it was sothing a few had anticipated.
Almost at the exact mont Chen Yang was preparing to head to the Xiao Family's estate, the retired veterans of the Hanyun Valley Martial Guard revolted. The 400,000 n who had long since laid down their arms and returned to their fields gathered together, unard. Then, without authorization, they began to march north, soon to arrive at the Eight-Hundred-Li Hongzhi River.
These n had been forged in the true fires of war. They had followed the forr Supre Martial Commander and won one counterattack after another. Today, they acted not for themselves, nor for this land, but for that one man.
Slandered as a coward who fled battle? An ungrateful traitor who lost his faith and feared death?
First, they would have to ask these 400,000 n if they agreed.
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