Chapter 2746: How to Repay Me

Dou Zhao was always direct. Saying he was tired of sitting and needed a walk, he lifted his buttocks and left, too lazy to even pretend to ask the chief referee for permission.

It was in this setting, at Xi Yue Garden in Shengguo, that he ran into Huang Sheli, who claimed to be "going out to discuss follow-up commercial developments for the Yellow River events." However, they both acted as if they didn't see each other.

From ten thousand li away, he had struck with a single blow, certainly not for the amusement of Zhongli Yan, but because he keenly felt that Zhongshan Weishun's actions were targeting Chen Xuan's death and unfolding accordingly.

Although he sat upon the three-thousand-year-old world of the Great Chu Empire's aristocratic families, his original intention was still for the Yellow River events to proceed smoothly. He thought a casual act would clear the muddy water somewhat.

But a single blow had chopped nearly half of the peach forest, yet he still didn't see a clear sky... the water only got muddier.

"That's the direction of Mount Sumeru. What are you staring at over there?" Zhongli Yan waved his hand in front of him.

"Thinking clearly?"

Dou Zhao lifted his knife and stood up, casually throwing a flying kick. His movements were like flowing water.

"I just know all of this has nothing to do with you. You say you are the key to this situation, and people will definitely come and ambush you... wasting my time!"

A flash of golden light appeared and then disappeared.

"Have the nerve not to run!" Zhongli Yan rolled several times after being kicked to the ground, then climbed up unharmed, pointing angrily and letting out a disdainful "Hmph!"

He had, of course, just casually made up a reason to trick Dou Zhao, who had already walked far away, back.

As for being the key, when wasn't he the key?

Bringing the free labor back to Chu Country was just one thing. He mainly felt that this trip was somehow wrong, but couldn't pinpoint where. He wanted to discuss the problem with this boy.

Waiting for the opposite side's golden light to flash and descend, he again felt that this boy's brain... wasn't sufficient for planning. So he simply didn't say anything.

It would be better to find the answer first, then discuss it with the Dou kid, gaining a sense of intellectual superiority and convincing his younger brother with satisfaction.

It was a pity that Star Witch, the old man, was no longer around. Otherwise, testing him would definitely yield an idea. Zhongli Yan paced along the mountain ridge, thinking with considerable trouble.

Or should he go ask Zhuge Zuo?

Give the little child a chance to see the world!

But Zhuge Zuo was currently preparing for the Kui Ming Race, and it seemed inconvenient to disturb him...

However, the Inner Mansion competition only started the day after tomorrow...

Zhongli Yan conveniently connected to Zhang Huaxin Dao and began writing a letter to little Zuo.

"Zuo, seeing this letter is like meeting. There is something now that is very interesting. But I don't know if your reputation as a child prodigy can match even a few points of my youth. Let's test it with this topic..."

"Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure God is elusive, Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure is skilled at hiding the past, Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure is extremely cautious."

"To bear evil consequences, she doesn't choose means, and for the sect to continue, she has never been stingy with sacrifice."

"Logically, such a person would absolutely not save Bian Qiao, but she still went."

Zhong Xuansheng placed the little cub on the ground, watching him crawl back and forth in front of him, and said slowly:

"There is only one reason—in her view, the reward for saving Bian Qiao was enough to outweigh the risks she took."

Although all sides in the conflict remained tacitly silent, the hastily started and abruptly ended major battle that occurred at Xi Yue Garden in Shengguo, after all, gathered so many top-level combat powers of the current world, and featured the strange signs of the peach forest crossing the sky and golden light chasing the sun. It was naturally impossible to hide.

As the Bo Wang Hou of Great Qi, Zhong Xuansheng had access to more specific information, detailing the post-war state of each person. However, he did not discuss this matter with Jiang Wang. He understood that at this stage, with the water muddy and demons dancing wildly, the pressure on the Yellow River referee was greater than on anyone else.

He only spoke to himself here, with the listener being a little cub who didn't understand words, and Fourteen, who also didn't understand.

"But I really can't figure out, just a mere Bian Qiao, where does such huge value come from? Saving her, then what?"

"The new play by Li Ya in Mu Country, merely a world-renowned master of ceremonies... is still not important enough to influence Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure's last step."

"Three Points Fragrance Building has been in operation for a thousand years, and the people inside have changed one after another. The eighteen Fragrance Beauties now are all contemporary—showing that although the sect is the sect and the business is the business, the old and declining have no way to retire in the brothel."

"Whether it is Sky Fragrance or Heart Fragrance, they are all Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure's Tan Fragrance, burning out when exhausted. The so-called Offer Fragrance Messenger is just an incense burner that can be thrown away at any time."

"Bian Qiao is just a Sky Fragrance Beauty who can be replaced at any time, and Three Points Fragrance Building is a place that pays great attention to information and is also necessarily very skilled at cutting tails. How could a person like Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure entrust her with something vital?"

He shook his head:

"Impossible."

"Even if all the secrets Bian Qiao could hide were enumerated, they would not be enough to support Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure's adventure."

He used a finger as thick as a carrot to poke the little cub's pouting buttocks:

"So I think, the reward for Rakshasa Bright Moon Pure's action... perhaps lies in the matter itself. Instead, it has little to do with Bian Qiao."

Zhong Xuanyu crawled and was poked once, as if he had received some command, happily speeding up.

Having been soaked in various medicinal baths since childhood, and also having bathed in Tianhai, although he was still far from the time to open his pulse, his body and spirit flesh were already exceptionally well-nourished. In the future, when he digested the Heaven Rank pulse-opening pill, it would surely flow smoothly.

"But what reward can she get from her action? Winning just one Zhongshan Weishun and one Bian Qiao, losing her life... how dare she gamble like that?" Fourteen watched from the side, not letting the little cub crawl too far.

"Although she escaped with her life, she also suffered heavy losses. Not to mention a large amount of Dao quality, even a cave heaven treasure like Peach Blossom Source was severely injured by Dou Zhao..."

"Yes, it doesn't make sense. Unless she knew from the beginning how many people would come to surround and kill her, unless she could kill all these people..." Zhong Xuansheng murmured:

"But how to kill? And why did she escape in the end?"

"If she knew so many people would come, she would certainly call more experts to counter-surround and kill them!" Fourteen said casually:

"The reason for escaping is even simpler, she found she couldn't win and just ran."

"The target is so big, so who would help her?" Zhong Xuansheng asked.

"Equality Country, One True Dao, aren't these all people?" Fourteen was now also handy at picking up on the world situation.

"So many Jing Country True Monarchs gathered together, and the people of Li Country also had reason to help—didn't you say earlier, 'Jing Country does not perish, Li Country has no way, Snow Plain does not melt, the Military Court must be exhausted'? Besides, what about demons, devils, Asuras and other foreign races, provided it's safe, I think they wouldn't mind helping. Ying Wu can go to Yu Abyss to kill an Asura Great Monarch, they can also sneak to the present world."

"Madam's insightful remarks!" Zhong Xuansheng praised loudly.

After laughing, he said:

"Still have to trouble Madam to go home for a trip, take the box of osmanthus cakes from the bedroom and send it to Liu Xiuzhang... then under the guise of appreciating flowers, this matter really can only be done by you, others simply don't do this kind of delicate thing."

"Are you sure you're taking it from home and not buying another one?" Fourteen was surprised. "That thousand-year-old osmanthus in the palace has had difficulty blooming in recent years. The osmanthus cake made from its petals is your favorite snack, and there's only one box left... If you want to eat it again, you'll have to wait three autumns."

Telling her to send osmanthus cake, she really only cared about the osmanthus cake.

Zhong Xuansheng liked Madam's stingy appearance too much, and smiled, saying:

"It really must be this box. You send it over, and she will naturally understand one another. Madam can then arrange for someone to go to Qin Guangwang and give him a heads-up. You must arrange it personally, only then will it have the effect of people coming but birds not being startled."

"I'm not familiar with him at all, and I can't write him a crane letter, so how should I arrange it?" Fourteen wasn't the kind of person who waited for strategies for everything, and thought quite seriously.

"Sending someone to walk the military road, passing through Lingzhao Saint Mansion, and then turning to Daoyanluo Treasure Hall won't be slower, right?"

Lingzhao, a Nether God as famous as Mu Fuyao and Blood Thunder Duke, had already received an edict from Qi Country and set up a banner and opened a border in the Nether World. This place was called "Lingzhao Saint Mansion." Chen Zeqing, the commander of the Spring Death Army, personally sat there, on the one hand representing Qi Country's operations in the Nether World, and on the other hand, it was said he wanted to specially train a ghost army.

"Why be so troublesome!" Zhong Xuansheng laughed.

"Just casually find someone to go curse him—curse him to eat one less chopstick of food, drop one shoe while walking, and when he goes to the brothel, all the girls he looks at are inconvenient."

"Cursing him is a good method..." Fourteen suddenly realized. "Then what do we want to remind him of?"

Zhong Xuansheng laughed:

"He's a smart person. That's enough."

"Alright then!" Fourteen nodded and asked again:

"When I go back, what about little Yu?"

"Take him back with you," Zhong Xuansheng laughed.

"Uncle Father sent a message yesterday scolding me, saying I brought the child so far away and didn't do proper things. He definitely wants to hold his grandson and must be secretly shedding tears—right, if Big Ye wants to come see Yu'er, how should you say it?"

"Eating, sleeping, reading, or bathing." Fourteen listed them one by one:

"In short, inconvenient."

Zhong Xuansheng repeatedly urged:

"Remember, don't let Yu'er be alone with Big Ye... he might teach the child something!"

"Hand him over to me and just rest assured!" Fourteen hugged the little cub in her arms and walked out with vigorous steps.

Only when she was outside the door did her eyes hold a hidden worry.

Being able to follow Zhong Xuansheng from a young age and serve as his close guard, Yi Fourteen's talent was certainly not bad. But her husband was already a first-class figure among the world's powerful nations, influencing the entire God Land with a turn of his hand.

Her ability was simply a bit lacking.

In her childhood, she could still stand in front of the fat Sheng, shielding him from others' cold eyes and the children's pretend fights. Now she was the daughter of the court discuss doctor Yi Xingchen, titled Bo Wang Hou Madam, yet she understood that all she could do was hold the child and walk away.

A 'heaven proud' is called a heaven proud precisely because he is one in ten thousand.

The pity was that she was not that one in ten thousand with luck.

She thought for a long time, until the Qi team began to depart and the carriage rumbled. Only then did she finish writing the crane letter—

"Finish the Yellow River meeting and come home to eat. Little Yu misses his god-father."

This was the first time she had written a letter to Du Gu Wu Di. Her husband told her everything, including Jiang Wang's shameful Too Virtual Illusion name.

But before sending out the letter, she suddenly clenched her fist and crushed it.

She slowly hugged the little cub tightly.

"Giggle..." Zhong Xuanyu looked at the clouds outside the carriage window, happily giggling non-stop.

"Regarding the slaughter of cultivators in two counties of Wei Country... what do you think, old brother Jiang?" Hong Junyan looked at the final match of the unlimited field on the stage, leaning back lazily, looking bored.

But as the conversation began, an undercurrent surged.

Jiang Wang stood behind Hong big brother and Wei big brother watching the match. He was actually very interested in Zuo Guangshu's performance, but this match had already lost its suspense.

He didn't know if Wu Yu hadn't prepared well for the Cave True leap, leading to his hasty advancement and thus not adapting well to his own power. Or perhaps he intentionally hid his clumsiness to hide it again in the unlimited field final. This was truly somewhat inexplicable.

So he could only attribute it to the former.

He fought well at the beginning, but as the fight escalated, Zuo Guangshu played more freely, while this Law Family's leader of the current session's heaven proud seemed to lag behind.

Although the Law Family's sword art was still dense and impenetrable, and various laws were well-organized.

But with just this level of performance, there was no doubt he was unable to contend with the refined Zuo Guangshu. Victory and defeat were just a matter of time.

At this moment, he could only consider Hong big brother's words.

Hong big brother asked about this tragedy in Wei Country, his intention was not actually on Wei Country, but on what would happen if "hegemonic countries borrowed strong power and acted arbitrarily, interfering with the Yellow River events"...

How would the Yellow River meeting organizing group handle it?

Perhaps the rules of the various events set by the Too Virtual Pavilion would immediately become废纸. Jiang Wang's creation of relative fairness, for which he gambled his life and reputation... would be trampled upon. Hong big brother asking such a question was waiting to see old brother Jiang's weakness.

In the face of current world hegemony, all hard bones are jokes waiting to be broken.

Although he had already foreseen the result, Wei Xuanche was still very curious about how this person would answer.

This young man, described by Ye Lingxiao as "ordinary in appearance, ordinary in talent, shallow in mind, not having read much... but still considered reliable," had already achieved many successes. He had the face of success.

But how would he face the failure of his ideals?

"Too hasty," Jiang Wang said.

"Is Town River True Monarch saying this match is too hasty, or something else?" Wei Huang asked.

He completely understood the words. But he still wanted to confirm.

With the shifting situation on View River Platform, even though he was already sitting here, his position wasn't stable. Wei Country was a land of four wars, and his every step was very important.

"Good man, spare my life! My surname is Su, my name is Weixing. I am from Jia Heng County, Wei Country..."

Since returning from that nameless valley, Jiang Wang had repeatedly thought of this passage.

When he heard a person's voice with extraordinary cultivation and thought of that person, he usually first thought of their voice.

Of course, there was no deep emotion in his conversation with Su Weixing, and he didn't feel that Su Weixing, who had once been a killer, shouldn't have been killed. Even initially, if he had been slightly more ruthless, Su Weixing's life in Qingyang Town should have ended. Eating this kind of meal was this kind of life.

But when Su Weixing dissipated into the air, ubiquitous and non-existent.

His feeling inside was very different. It wasn't the pain of an old friend leaving, but from the disappearance of someone he knew, who wasn't very important, extending to the deaths of more strangers.

He always felt... this person died too hastily.

This wasn't a war where both sides were already confined to a cage and had to kill their opponents by all means.

Su Weixing was killed, not because he had once been a killer, not because he had done wrong in hell, not because he had harmed or hindered someone's interests... not even because his name was Su Weixing.

There was no other reason, only because he was a person from Wei Country, an extraordinary cultivator.

Someone simply drew a line over there, the line was called "extraordinary," and everyone over the line died. It didn't matter their personality, age, or what you did—it was all irrelevant.

Even people not over the line, if they accidentally touched the edge, were just "accidental."

Jiang Wang himself was not a compassionate person who would sweep the ground for fear of injuring ants' lives, and he was also accustomed to the cruelty of the world. He just felt... people shouldn't die like this.

"The killer is too high above," Jiang Wang said.

"He treats human lives as grain seedlings and wild grass, simply distinguishing them before swinging the knife—some are left, some are cut off. Cut off in large swathes."

"Does Town River True Monarch feel that this person is too vicious and evil?" Hong Junyan asked.

Jiang Wang said:

"This isn't even within the scope of judging good and evil... I cannot view him as a person."

Hong Junyan's tone was deliberately strange:

"Reign thought Town River True Monarch would be reserved, didn't expect him to dare say so much."

"No one is stopping me from speaking, and no one is stopping you from speaking," Jiang Wang didn't take his bait, just said:

"Who exactly carried out the slaughter of cultivators in the two counties of Wei Country is still under investigation. I have received news that the Law Family grandmaster Han Shentu has already gone to Li Heng City to specifically investigate this matter."

He always maintained respect and politeness towards the Snow Country emperor, but also inevitably felt some resentment:

"If Hong big brother has concrete evidence and wants to point out who it is, there's no harm in saying it directly. With your ability to镇压 mountains and rivers with a fist, and the surging world opinion, it's not the time to let the killer escape responsibility."

Hong Junyan pressed a single hand on the chair, turning his body and head. At this moment, he truly seemed to have a biting frost wind, as if blowing from the Snow Plain ten thousand li away.

His face suddenly became serious, and under the carving of the frost knife, it was more deep and majestic.

A monarch's word decides life and death, elevates mountains and rivers, establishes a ten-thousand-year industry, and his power and fortune are extraordinary, with power firmly in hand. When the Son of Heaven is angry, millions of corpses lie, and blood floats the oars!

Jiang Wang stood quietly, still with a smile.

"Old brother Jiang!" the Snow Plain emperor said:

"Reign hears you have always been looking for Divine Hero, looking for a very long time... If I help you find him, even capture and kill him, how will you repay me?"

Rumble!

On the wrestling platform, there was a sound of thunder.