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Published at 26th of September 2020 09:55:43 AM
Chapter 19

hapter 19: Actually, I am The Steward

This plain-robed middle-aged man had an indescribable bitterness on his face . In this moment, he understood the choice of the old man who had stood guard for many years .

“You hope to see a powerful and prosperous empire, so you can ignore the deaths of so many cultivators? I understand your intentions . Pity, I do not agree . ”

He could sense the deliberate slowness of the force on the turret but he still shook his head . Also, he did not agree with the actions of the mistress of the palace and the man on the throne . He would compromise if he could, but he could only use the sword if he could n compromise . In Changling, many things could only be said with the sword . Even if he could not win, at least the sword would represent his intentions .

All of the wormwood on the eaves of the Treasure Light Temple were cut down in an instant . Those wormwoods that had grown for innumerable years and shone with faint treasure light immediately gave off a great amount of gentle light that flooded into the blade in front of him .

This profound and powerful presence called the Warden’s Office official in front of him to change expression . His body retreated, and he left behind exploding currents of air .

Yet the plain sword did not fall towards the Warden’s Office official or the power on the turret, instead, went upwards towards the sky .

There was a roar .

All the passersby moving through Changling’s streets at the moment looked in the direction of the Treasure Light Temple .

A plain pillar of light appeared in Changling, so tall it almost touched the moon .

For ordinary people, this was just a miraculous scene hard to understand, but for many people, this was a warning, a statement of intention .

The plain-robed middle-aged man had his hands behind his back as his vital energy and primal energies of the universe surged endlessly out of his body . When his energies were completely exhausted, this plain pillar of light slowly disappeared .

The sword that had flown high up into the sky fell down, creating a clean and glowing line of light . The sword fell like a meteor .

This middle-aged man welcomed the fall of the sword .

Zzt!

The sword passed through his heart and his body, stabbing into the ground behind him with flowing blood .

The empress stood by the side of the pond with blooming lotuses . The pillar of light and the sword light were extremely evident, and she could see them clearly .

Inexplicably, she became angry . She thought of Yan Xinlan . She thought of that similarly unbending sword essence .

Blood sprayed out from the body of the middle-aged man onto the sword hilt and flowed like a waterfall into the cracks in the tiles .

His decision was resolute, and his sword swift . He died quickly without any pain, peace on his face .

The tightly closed temple door opened behind him with a creak .

A round-faced young woman appeared . In the shadow behind her, there were many other youths with convulsing shoulders .

This round-faced young woman walked behind the middle-aged man . She gripped the sword hilt covered in blood and pulled the sword out of the ground .


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Seeing the emotionless expression of the round-faced woman and how she pulled out the sword, the Warden’s Office official felt his heart tighten . He could not help asking behind him, “Who is she?”

“Hu Jingjing . ” The official behind him had a hard time breathing and said, “Lu Ze’s direct disciple, orphan . ”

The official from the Warden’s Office did not bear it, but when he saw how the round-faced young woman was holding the sword and the moving shadows in the temple behind her, he knew that this matter had to be controlled . So he took a deep breath and said harshly, “What do you want?”

The round-faced young woman looked up . She had no tears in her eyes . She said in a flat tone that was palpitating, “Participate in the war … did you not say to my master that we are ordered to travel to the border?”

The high ranking official from the Warden’s Office inexplicably stilled . The cultivators behind him and some of the shadows behind the round-faced young woman also inexplicably stilled .

But strangely, everyone understood the meaning of this young woman … First, she was not strong enough . Second, she needed to live .

The official of the Warden’s Office was speechless for a moment and closed his eyes in pain .

Is she crazy? He could not help but ask within .

He did not question the empress’ determination or whether she could do something like this . Yet starting today, how many lives would be changed by her mad choice, and how many terrifying people would be created?

Not far from the Warden’s Office official stood a carriage .

Inside the carriage was a palace attendant . This palace attendant had replaced and taken over some of Palace Attendant Rong’s power . That said, her presence was not as cold as Palace Attendant Rong’s, but her face better looking .

Sitting opposite her was An Baoshi .


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“I admire this student from the Treasure Light Temple . ” An Baoshi turned and said to the palace attendant when he saw the girl pull out the sword and heard her response . “Her talent is average, less than most students participating in the Min Mountain Sword Trials, and her cultivation right now is low, but I feel that she would grow stronger than most youths in Changling . ”

The pretty palace attendant nodded in seriousness . “Mister An is right . ”

An Baoshi smiled faintly and said, “But no matter how strong, it is useless . Among the young people of Changling, I am always the strongest . ”

His words were very arrogant, but his demeanour and tone made people feel this was a matter-of-fact .

The pretty palace attendant said seriously, “Mister An is right . ”

Ding Ning stood by the window with a robe laid over him . He coughed softly . He had started to use the Nine Death Silkworm and the Heaven Replenishing Divine Art to heal his wounds, but he knew he could not make it too obvious and fast .

Seeing the pillar of light disappear from Treasure Light Temple, he said coolly, “As expected, Zheng Xiu has started to go mad . ”

“You are proud or displeased?” Zhangsun Qianxue’s cool voice came from the darkness .

Ding Ning turned around to look at her and said, “When one sees many people die and is helpless, there is no more pride . ”

“With the Nine Death Silkworm present, she and Yuanwu will not be happy . ” Ding Ning added after a moment of silence . “But if she and Yuanwu do not die, I will not be happy . ”

Huang Zhenwei was not on the turrets .


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But he sensed the power coming off the turret . He could see the light charging into the sky from Treasure Light Temple . For a long time afterwards, he stood, unable to move and could not breathe properly .

He could almost see the helplessness and sorrow in the old man’s eyes . He could almost sense the decisiveness and determination of the plain-robed middle-aged man as he welcomed his own sword .

He knew that more people would die next . He knew what would rise next would be the same bloody storm as in the three years before Emperor Yuanwu’s ascension, and be even more intense .

He bit his lips bloody in pain .

Nine Death Silkworm! This voice resounded within his body .

All he thought of now was, he just had to find the Nine Death Silkworm to end all this and stop the emperor and empress .

On the Wei River, a small boat floated .

Bai Shanshui, Zhao Si, Lin Zhujiu and Zhang Shiwu were all in this small boat . So the boat was low in the water like it would sink at any moment .

Ever since the pillar of light shone in Changling, Bai Shanshui stood at the bow of the boat with her hands behind her back . She narrowed her eyes and said, “Advisor Lin, what can we do?”

Lin Zhujiu slowly shook his head from within the cabin and said, “You can do nothing . Honestly, I am not an advisor, I am just a steward . ”

Zhang Shiwu did not react at all . He was seriously injured, but he was calmly looking at the stove from behind Bai Shanshui where a pot of beef soup was being cooked .

Lin Zhujiu liked beef soup . It had been a long time since he had beef soup like this .

Zhao Si stilled . She looked at Lin Zhujiu . “What do you mean?”

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