Chapter 551 - Already at the Ends of the Earth

Zhongxuan Chuliang held the Life-Severing Knife firmly, unshaken, “She is very important to Sheng’er, and Sheng’er is very important to me.So, she is important!”

He was the Duke of Daqi who stabilizes the distant frontiers, the ferocious butcher Zhongxuan Chuliang.

If he said someone was important, then they were absolutely important!

Important even if not important!

Watching Zhongxuan Chuliang like this, Jiang Mengxiong didn’t know why, but he recalled the time when this man first made a name for himself.

It was on the Qi Xia battlefield that Zhongxuan Chuliang first became famous.

After he had ventured deep into enemy territory alone, massacred his foes, and earned the name of a butcher, the first thing he did upon returning to Linzi was to plead for mercy on behalf of Zhongxuan Futu.

Back then, he was just as obstinate, even in the face of Emperor Qi’s authority.

It seemed as if decades had passed.

How could the butcher have not aged?

“I understand,” Jiang Mengxiong nodded.

“She’s not dead yet.”

Zhongxuan Chuliang remained silent.

Although he was sure that Fourteen was already dead, Jiang Mengxiong wouldn’t make up lies in a situation like this.

He was waiting for an answer.

Jiang Mengxiong didn’t make him wait too long, as he spoke of his own accord, continuing, “When I descended, I had already suppressed the pathways between the two realms, so no dispersed spirits could travel through.”

His tone was quite ordinary.

But bystanders like Zheng Shi had already gasped in astonishment and even began to regret their earlier confrontation.

What secretly terrified Zheng Shi wasn’t Jiang Mengxiong’s terrifying power to suppress the pathways between realms from afar, but his ruthlessness.

The War God was too ruthless.

By suppressing the pathways between realms before he even arrived, it was clear he intended to annihilate the spirit of anyone who harmed his disciple, ensuring even in death, their souls couldn’t escape, never having another chance in this life or the next.

So forceful, so cold-hearted!

No matter what others felt, Jiang Mengxiong had already made his decision.

He reached out and grabbed something from the void, then with a pull, the soul of Fourteen appeared before everyone.

Actually, this spirit had already shown signs of dispersing, but it was bound together by an immense force.

With another press from Jiang Mengxiong, he directly pushed the soul back into Fourteen’s body.

At the same time, he flicked his finger and a golden pill entered her mouth.

In a short while, Fourteen, who had been dead, opened her eyes with a hint of bewilderment.

The first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to search for her sword, and after failing to find it, it seemed she remembered that her sword had already been shattered.

She then struggled to rise, wanting to continue the battle.

But she only got halfway up before she was enveloped in soft, pudgy flesh—Zhongxuan Sheng had embraced her.

Jiang Mengxiong had no interest in their romantic display, merely asking Zhongxuan Chuliang, “What now?”

There were no emotions in his voice.

“Uncle, let’s leave it at that.

We young people will handle our own affairs,” Zhongxuan Sheng spoke up at this time.

Jiang Mengxiong personally saving Fourteen had already shown enough concession.

If it weren’t for considering the overall situation of Qi Country’s military, he might not have done so—after all, the War God was never known for his good temper.

And Zhongxuan Chuliang had already done enough.

In both sentiment and reason, Zhongxuan Sheng didn’t want to force his uncle into a desperate fight.

His hatred for Wang Yiwu was certainly hard to dispel, but he hoped to settle the score himself in the future.

Hence he said, “Young people should deal with their own affairs.”

Zhongxuan Chuliang put away the Life-Severing Knife, “The Great Marshal has been fair, and this duke has no objections.”

“The son of Futu is right, let the young people handle their own issues,” Jiang Mengxiong nodded.

“Then, this matter is concluded.”

Zhongxuan Yunbo took a breath of relief.

The safety of the family heir was a bottom line for the family.

That’s why he had to intervene and was unwilling to compromise.

But he was also very aware of Jiang Mengxiong’s strength and authority.

Although he was willing to challenge Emperor Qi to take a stand, demonstrating great firmness, it was inherently a show of weakness.

Why did he need Emperor Qi to take a stand?

Even if he exhausted the resources of the Zhong Xuan Family, could he really shake the position of the Marshal of the State?

He had the answer in his heart.

With the matter having come to a close, Jiang Mengxiong once again looked at Jiang Wang, but without any intention of making a move.

Instead, he asked, “Young man, do you agree?”

Jiang Wang, with his Longsword in hand, replied neither arrogantly nor humbly, “Of course, it ends here.”

“No, no,” Jiang Mengxiong shook his head slightly.

“What I meant was ‘young people should handle their own issues.’ Do you agree with this statement?”

His implication was clear: the issue was closed as far as he was concerned, but Wang Yiwu would surely look to retaliate in the future.

Jiang Wang replied cautiously, “Great Marshal, may I speak frankly?”

“Speak freely,” Jiang Mengxiong said.

“In that case, I’ll be blunt,” Jiang Wang said.

“If it were truly left to the young people to handle…

I would have already killed him.”

Many people broke out in a cold sweat for Jiang Wang.

But Jiang Mengxiong actually laughed.

Having decided to let the matter go, a person like him certainly wouldn’t go back on his word.

He then casually grabbed Wang Yiwu and flew off towards the outskirts of Linzi City.

Yi Wu’s ambitions soared beyond reach; having such a rival wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, he thought.

However, nobody seemed to notice, or perhaps someone did but simply chose not to speak up.

For the first time since Wang Yiwu made a name for himself, nobody cared about his attitude.

The grand performance ended, and the hubbub dissipated.

After Jiang Mengxiong left, Zhongxuan Chuliang and Zhongxuan Yunbo also departed together.

Zhongxuan Sheng insisted on walking by himself and refused to ride in a carriage.

Having just faced death, Zhongxuan Chuliang had no choice but to let him be.

As for his injuries, they were not of immediate concern.

As long as he held onto his life, even the most severe wounds could be healed.

The Zhong Xuan Family was never short of money or Spiritual Medicine.

Thus, he and Fourteen supported each other and walked towards Xia Shan’s private residence.

Jiang Wang walked beside them.

Fourteen probably wasn’t used to the state of not wearing armor, almost constantly staring at the tops of his shoes.

But Zhongxuan Sheng’s injuries were not minor, and because of the gold pill from the Military God, Fourteen’s condition was relatively better.

So while it seemed like they were supporting each other, most of Zhongxuan Sheng’s hefty weight was actually bearing down on Fourteen’s slender shoulders.

No matter how it looked to others, they were accustomed to it themselves.

They walked slowly, and Jiang Wang had no choice but to slow down as well.

“I want Linzi to remember this day forever,” Zhongxuan Sheng said.

“Remember what Wang Yiwu did, and how the Military God shielded him.”

He intended for everyone to know of this matter, thus he strutted through the city, dragging his badly injured body.

The feud between the butcher and the Military God had caused such a stir that almost all of Linzi was shaken.

Though not many people actually showed up, many eyes were drawn here, more or less.

Now, such an ending was an acceptable choice for everyone.

However.

Various gazes inevitably settled on Jiang Wang.

This handsome youth could be considered the most dazzling talent in Linzi today.

Even in the entire Qi Country, throughout the Eastern Region.

Having defeated Wang Yiwu, he naturally seized the historical position of the first rising dragon.

And having already attained Divine Skills, would he also become the first in the Inner Mansion?

Would he be a fleeting streak across the sky or an eternal presence in the heavens?

“That one probably doesn’t care.

People of Linzi will probably only remember…

how you were beaten badly by Wang Yiwu,” Jiang Wang said.

“…” Zhongxuan Sheng angrily retorted, “I’ve suffered serious injuries!”

Fourteen also looked up and glared at him.

“Alright, alright, alright,” Jiang Wang hastily conceded, “You’re right!

Linzi will definitely remember this day!”

Leaning on Fourteen, Zhongxuan Sheng walked forward slowly, but his tone had changed, “Jiang Wang, remember this day.

This is the day your name will spread throughout the world, and you will be remembered by everyone.

In the era when the Star River shines brilliantly, you will be the most dazzling star.

Trust me, you will captivate everyone, you will be the pride of Qi Country.”

He was feeling sentimental and full of admiration, “Inviting you to Qi Country was the most correct decision I made.

You have already made me very proud, do you know that?”

“Sending dozens of Flying Crane messages in a single day to trick me into losing power to you.

That’s also one of your correct decisions,” Jiang Wang relentlessly shattered the mood.

“Another correct decision includes not challenging you in a duel after you’ve fully mastered Tenglong, so you can never regain the power you lost,” Zhongxuan Sheng said gleefully.

He considered it not a shame but an honor.

“Of course, I will remember this day,” Jiang Wang finally said.

He looked at the western sky, where the sunset was falling, the sky the last brilliant orange.

But there was just one cloud, floating lonely up there.

The sky was vast, but the drifting cloud had no haven.

Today was the 12th day of the 10th month in the year 3918 of the Dao Calendar.

This day, was Jiang Anan’s birthday.

But the siblings were each at the ends of the earth.

ps: There was a mix-up today, to avoid affecting everyone’s reading experience, I decided to make it a ten thousand word update for the ending.

No more updates tonight; I’ll write a summary tomorrow.

O, O.

That’s that.