Chapter 28
Chapter 28: Peacefully Leaving the City
A simple and overlooked question was followed by countless questions . One thought caused everything to be understood . There was no need to think about the process . Once this point was recognized, then countless questions could be explained .
Why Ding Ning’s cultivation was so fast .
Why Ding Ning was able to travel with Forefather Zhou and still survive .
Why Ding Ning could understand numerous sword manuals at a glance .
Why Ding Ning was so serious .
Why Ding Ning could fight above his realm .
In this instant, there seemed to be countless people chanting in Huang Zhenwei’s mind, changing Ding Ning’s name and the Nine Death Silkworm . Within the sunlight, he felt even more ridiculous and laughable, he was on the verge of tears .
Was life this ridiculous?
When he was not able to find in his search, when everything had already happened, it silently came to him .
A black feather gently fell down from the sky .
Trembling, Huang Zhenwei looked up . He had never found the sunlight so blinding . He saw a black pigeon fly from the direction of the imperial palace . The black messenger pigeon carried the empress’ decree .
He was rushing back to the imperial palace now but the empress’ decree had already arrived . He took the letter scroll from the black messenger pigeon and opened the secret note for all bureau chiefs . Then his hands trembled more violently .
At this time, he heard the sound of a horn from the distant turret behind him . He stiffly turned around and saw a white cloth .
He was Mo Shoucheng’s only student after Yuanwu . He knew what the horn and the hanging white cloth meant . He knew that his teacher had not fulfilled his promise in the end . Or rather, his teacher was wiser than him and saw further . He knew that even if his student went to the imperial palace, he could not change a thing .
“Teacher!” He shouted in pain . Tears poured down his face as he ignored the gazes of people around him .
Nothing would change . His teacher was dead . The empress’ decree had been issued . He wanted to let his teacher know before death that notoriety would not be added to him, and he would receive some of his deserved glory .
Yet his teacher could not see it . What he wanted to do could not succeed . After his teacher’s death, there would be more crimes and anger for his teacher to bear .
He knew his teacher had calmly chosen to accept in his last moments . All of his efforts were for a peerlessly glorious empire, an unprecedented empire . Yet he could not accept calmly .
The only sound in his mind was his teacher’s words: What he could do now was to choose .
Huang Zhenwei stood in the middle of the street .
Some of his subordinates did not want others to see his loss of composure and cleaned out the street .
But as he stood in the empty street, the scene in his mind’s eyes constantly changed . He seemed to be standing in front of that enormous pile of corpses back then . He saw the invincible swordsman who had led the Qin Dynasty to destroy three dynasties finally die . His body had been turned to ash by countless sword lights . In the end, not even ash was left .
He seemed to be standing back in front of Ba Mountain Sword Field . The enormous Ba mountain ranges were so tall he could not see the peak . Like a holy place, they pressed on him until he felt small and unable to breathe . But that Last Flower sword was broken in the end . When Ba Mountain Sword Field disappeared, he sensed the enormous Ba Mountain suddenly collapse and shadows fall onto him .
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Many people had spent their entire lives for this increasingly strong dynasty until they died . Yet they did not receive what they deserved .
This moment Huang Zhenwei was facing a choice, he thought of that person’s gaze before death from within the pile of corpses .
Who was wrong?
Was the Nine Death Silkworm wrong?
Huang Zhenwei closed his eyes in even more pain, yet the burning sunlight caused his eyes to see red .
All choices originated from one’s true emotions .
He understood the meaning of his teacher’s words completely . His teacher had made a choice he thought was correct and liked . But his teacher would not obstruct his choice, because he was the teacher who really loved his disciple .
He squeezed his eyes closed, pursed his lips together and gritted his teeth . Because of too much force, blood seeped through his teeth dripping down the corners of his mouth, yet he did not feel a thing .
When Huang Zhengwei was making his choice, Ding Ning was calmly preparing his luggage . He had notified the Warden’s Office already .
Usually, when cultivators without any military merit entered the army, they were just an ordinary soldier . But because of his special status, and because this was due to Min Mountain Sword Sect’s compromise, he received the treatment of an ordinary general . The Warden’s Office sent three carriages for his travel .
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Because he did not return to Ink Garden, there were no farewells . Other than the three carriage drivers the Warden’s Office sent and one servant girl, there was only him, Zhangsun Qianxue, Nangong Caishu, and Ye Zhengnan .
This departure seemed slightly somber, but for Ding Ning, leaving the city so smoothly was a great relief . Any new problems would naturally displease him .
When he was preparing to board the carriage of the Warden’s Office and saw the youth he entered his sight, his expression turned cold and frosty .
Nangong Caishu came from a military family and had seen things like leaving for war many times . She had organized what was needed to be taken along and the three Warden’s Office carriage drivers were full of admiration . She was inspecting some of the spare medicines . Sensing this unusual presence, she turned around to look .
“It’s An Baoshi?” the moment she saw the youth, she asked Ding Ning softly .
This youth was not tall, but he felt taller than any other young genius Nangong Caishu had ever met .
Even Jing Liuli did not feel this strong .
Ding Ning had never formally met An Baoshi but he knew that this youth who seemed to be floating in the sky could only be An Baoshi .
“I came to tell you some things . ”
There were no opening words or greetings . An Baoshi just walked until he was several dozen feet from Ding Ning and stopped . He looked at Ding Ning with a smile and said, “I have already defeated Jing Liuli . ”
Ding Ning looked at him but did not speak .
“You are my only opponent now . I hope that you will not slack off after winning against Palace Attendant Rong . ” An Baoshi smiled at Ding Ning . “Also, I will also be going to the Donghu border . ”
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“You feel that I will slack off?” Ding Ning looked at An Baoshi and said .
An Baoshi smiled and said, “That is good . ”
Nangong Caishu and Ye Zhengnan frowned at the same time, unhappy .
The duo’s dislike was not because of An Baoshi’s pride and conceit, but due to Ding Ning’s response . They all felt that his response was too weak, and had none of his previous edges .
But then Ding Ning spoke- “But what does my slacking off or not have to do with you?”
An Baoshi stilled .
“Your opponent is Jing Liuli . ” Ding Ning started to board the carriage, not looking at An Baoshi . “Jing Liuli will naturally defeat you . She does not need me . ”
An Baoshi frowned deeply .
He just said softly, “Since that is the case, then we will meet at the Donghu borders . ”
Nangong Caishu smiled as she boarded the carriage and said seriously to An Baoshi, “Do not keep on mentioning the Donghu border . You should know this is a secret of the Warden’s Office right now . ”
An Baoshi did not care about this provocation . He gave a small smile and turned to leave .
The three carriages started to move and drive away from Changling .
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