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Through the changing seasons, in the sweltering Rising Dragon Hall, a massive and detailed map lay spread out, depicting the entire continent as Gu Ping had never seen it before. By the flickering candlelight, Ying Zheng scrutinized every inch of the map, as if the whole world was slowly revealing itself before him.
"Emperor Dong, it's time to rest," Liu Gonggong said softly as he approached with a bowl of chicken soup brewed from Consort Yue's recipe. He placed it on a small table beside the writing desk, careful not to disturb the emperor who was lost in thought over the vast landscapes.
"I'm not that young anymore," Ying Zheng mused. "I remember when I first entered the palace, Bu Luo was over a meter tall, even taller than Mingdu. The food in the palace seemed quite good; it made me plump and round."
"Oh, Emperor Dong is joking," Liu Gonggong replied. "What could make Emperor Dong so happy?"
"Haha, only I can tell when I'm happy in this palace. The others dare not even let out a fart in my presence." Ying Zheng laughed heartily, grabbing Liu Gonggong's sleeve and moving towards the border between the Qin Empire and the Seven Major Feudal States. News from the front lines had just arrived: Anping Pass had fallen.
"Anping Pass has fallen!" Liu Gonggong exclaimed, but then he paused, realizing something. Why would Emperor Dong be so pleased about Anping Pass falling? Following the red line marked by Ying Zheng, he took a closer look and suddenly understood: if Anping Pass had indeed fallen into Lu State's hands and Nine Nether Sect's grasp, then a direct confrontation was inevitable.
"Eh?" Ying Zheng looked at the round Liu Gonggong with surprise. When did my eunuch develop such strategic insight? How could he worry about the Qin Empire's future?
"The Qin Empire will surely last for generations; why should Emperor Dong be troubled?" Liu Gonggong said.
"I'll say this: go and summon Wu Yi," Ying Zheng commanded.
"No need for that, Emperor Dong. I'll be right back," Liu Gonggong replied.
As Liu Gonggong walked away, Ying Zheng's smile gradually faded, replaced by a face as dark as night. No one knew what thoughts were swirling in the emperor's mind—not even the seasoned palace maids and servants.
In the Pavilion of Azure Roofs and Flying Eaves, Ye You gently blew on the hot tea in his cup, completely ignoring Gu Ping's gloomy expression beside him.
At that moment, Cai Jiang and Yang Buqi, who were walking east of the pavilion, buried their heads between their legs in regret. Their trembling bodies revealed that they were crying, though no sound could be heard.
The fall of Anping Pass had led to a fierce struggle among Bu Luo, the Qin Empire, Lu State, and the Nine Nether Alliance for control of the east. Once a stronghold of Lu State, it now lay in ruins. Ye You took a sip of tea and remarked that this was not necessarily the situation the Qin Empire wished to see, yet it was an unacceptable reality. At this moment, Great Jin had already taken advantage of the chaos between Eastern Tang and Xiao Yan, and the southern offensive left the Qin Empire in a difficult position.
The Limitless Path was busy dealing with the mountain tribes and various small factions within its jurisdiction, unable to spare any resources for now. The Infinite Path had secretly provided considerable support to Bu Luo, hoping for all sides to engage in a fierce battle where only one would emerge alive.
Gu Ping walked behind Cai Jiang and Yang Buqi, staring blankly at them for a long time before kicking both out of the pavilion, one foot for each.
With Cheng Dao Sect gone and Beginning Path unable to go far either, Gu Ping wondered what Xiao Zhang was thinking when he chose to keep these two useless individuals alive. Seeing them cry like that must have disgusted him; he wanted nothing more than for them to disappear from his sight.
Cai Jiang wiped away his tears and met Gu Ping's gaze. After a full quarter of an hour, he took a deep breath and turned to say:
"Brother Yang, let’s go."
Yang Buqi, humiliated by Gu Ping's actions, was not as calm as Cai Jiang. He pointed at Gu Ping's nose and exclaimed:
"Cheng Dao Sect hasn’t been completely destroyed yet! There’s still you and Cai Jiang! As long as they live another day in this world, Cheng Dao Sect will endure; Beginning Path will endure."
With that said, both of them stormed off in anger. The children on the mountain looked on in confusion at their retreating figures. Xiao Gu Yang scratched his head and asked: "What happened? Did the teacher save those two? Why did they leave so soon after getting hurt?"
He thought I would take them in, but it seems he was wrong that time.
Ye You was not Minghong. Gu Ping's earlier words, were they sincere? I don't deny it. Perhaps everyone has their own motives, but the Gu Ping before me felt strangely unfamiliar, as if something had changed.
Have I broken through?
Ye You suddenly realized, looking at Gu Ping in surprise, unsure of what to say.
Perhaps the person before him was indeed from that era, the one who possessed great fortune, the one capable of opposing the Daoist Sect. Ye You became increasingly convinced of this, more than anyone else, even more than Gu Ping himself.
Clip-clop, clip-clop.
On the vast road, the sound of galloping hooves approached. Upon seeing Xiazhi, Lu Guoying immediately tossed a file into Xiazhi's lap and turned away without a word.
Chongming Guang took the file, which bore four strange characters written as "Ming Wang" in bold. At this moment in the Cultivation World, Chongming Guang also had his own title: Ming Wang.
After reviewing the file, Chongming Guang returned to his small courtyard, where he saw an elderly woman with graying hair guarding the loft. From there, one could see the tallest structure in Yingdu: Wangyue Tower.
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