Free Web NovelChapter 1166: Chapter 376: If You See the Wild Goose
Helian Yuyun stood outside a magnificent tent, feeling the free-flowing breeze atop the Guanhe Platform. Before her, knelt a silent silhouette enveloped in darkness, making not a single sound.
The shadows of the lamp flickered on the tent, resembling a ghastly, clawing specter.
Inside, the duel was overseen by the Golden Crown Priest Namo Duo, with Yuwen Ze, Na Liang, and the Current World Divine Envoy Cang Ming among others, all watching.
Yet as the Da Mu Imperial Princess, Helian Yuyun would never interfere with the outcome.
She had her own boundaries.
For example, she could grant Zhao Rucheng the opportunity to compete at the Yellow River Gathering, could force Jinge to accept a challenge on the eve of the main competition, could have Namo Duo emerge in the dead of night to preside over a duel...
But she would never disclose Jinge’s true strength to Zhao Rucheng, nor would she force Jinge to admit defeat.
She respected the duel itself and honored the results of a fair contest.
This was the tradition of the grasslands and the history that the Helian Family must uphold.
But...
What gave those people the courage to show no reverence for the Supreme Royal Court?
Helian Yuyun shifted her gaze back and said indifferently, "Find the person who brought the gift to Zhao Rucheng and chop them into pieces to feed to the wolves."
The kneeling silhouette uttered not a word and vanished into the night.
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In the streets of Qi.
Jiang Wang was silently cultivating in his room.
Knock knock knock...
The sound of knocking came.
The instant activation of the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style had already informed Jiang Wang of who stood outside his door.
He was somewhat surprised.
Qiao Lin was a talkative person, but besides being chatty, he was actually very respectful of the rules and shouldn’t be disturbing Jiang Wang during his cultivation.
"Come in," he said.
Qiao Lin, dressed in the standard battle armor of the Sky-covering Army, entered the room with a peculiar expression on his face: "Someone asked me to deliver something to you."
"What is it?" Jiang Wang inquired as he looked over.
Qiao Lin handed over a long and slender brocade box, unable to resist praising, "You really are incredible!"
Jiang Wang thought he was being complimented on his prowess and without modesty, took the brocade box, simply saying, "Effort begets reward, you could achieve it too with more hard work."
Qiao Lin was instantly filled with reverence.
Truly the pride of the nation!
Diligent in cultivation, and equally in wooing beauties.
In fact, he was stunned into silence when he had just encountered that beautifully veiled woman outside.
Especially since that beauty had specifically named Jiang Wang of Green Sheep Town in Daqi to receive this gift.
His admiration for Lord Jiang was boundless.
I hadn’t even seen you both in contact, and yet you’ve already charmed her!
No wonder Lord Jiang was dismissive of his own reminders during the event.
What a figure Lord Jiang was!
He truly was a master of the romantic realm, a hero in the field of love. If he were only to stare at her, how depreciating that would be!
"I will make every effort, certainly taking you as my example!" declared Qiao Lin earnestly.
Jiang Wang gave him a baffling look, feeling that the sycophancy of the young man had declined today, wondering why he was being so exaggerated.
But Qiao Lin, filled with adoration, briskly left the room.
Jiang Wang shook his head and casually untied the butterfly-shaped ribbon that adorned the brocade box.
Upon opening the box, he saw inside a rolled-up pale blue paper, tied with a cloud-colored thread.
His heart stirred, and he gently touched the cloud-colored thread, which then dissolved into mist and drifted away.
Unfolding the pale aquamarine paper, one finds lines of cool and elegant script making their appearance—
"Herein lies a Same Character Scroll, effective within a hundred miles. Mirrored words based on this scroll, devoid of Path Origin fluctuations, are unlikely to be perceived by others."
Another line begins—
"Yunshang Qingyu."
The characters then disappear one by one.
The pale aquamarine paper still appears smooth and unblemished.
After taking out the Same Character Scroll, there remained inside the brocaded box a brush with a faint glowing halo and colorless bristles.
Jiang Wang smiled, took the paper and brush, stood up and settled down at his desk, smoothed the paper out, and slowly wrote: "Fengxia Xiaojiang is informed. Fellow Daoist Ye, have you not yet rested?"
As the characters on the paper disappeared one by one, he knew they must have appeared on another Same Character Scroll.
This novel experience was intriguing and fun, and such a device was part of the beauty of the Supernatural World.
Same Character Scroll, Same Character Scroll, who knows of the heart’s affairs one wishes to convey?
Soon, new characters emerged on the paper—
"An’an is staying in Lingxiao Secret Realm to cultivate. My father said the Yellow River Gathering is too crowded and chaotic, so he didn’t bring her along. Uncle Chou and the kings of varying sizes are at home with her; there shouldn’t be any issues. Also, on our way to Guanhe Platform, we encountered Du Ruhui. You should be cautious."
Jiang Wang replied: "With Fellow Daoist Ye looking after her, I am very reassured about An’an’s stay in Lingxiao Pavilion. Regarding the issue with Zhuang Country’s team, Pavilion Master Ye has already warned me. I’ve also seen Lin Zhengren before. I’ll handle it carefully."
Ye Qingyu wrote: "The person that Du Ruhui brought with him, do you know him?"
Although she had not heard of the name Lin Zhengren before, Jiang Wang’s mention of it enabled her to make the connection. This Lin Zhengren must be the refined young scholar who accompanied Du Ruhui. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Jiang Wang replied: "He’s a very cunning and difficult person to deal with."
The area where Lingxiao Pavilion rested its feet was a small exclusive zone in the western section.
Ye Lingxiao was wealthy and generous, directly setting up several of Mo Family’s "Yunyou Houses", and they were the most luxurious models, ready to use immediately, occupying the space completely.
Yun Country, as a neutral nation, trades with the whole world, maintaining good relations with many countries. Of course, due to the adherence to a policy of neutrality, it cannot move a step further to engage in alliances and such.
The cooperation only extends to business.
These days at Guanhe Platform, are rare and less carefree days for the True Man Ye, truly bustling with activity.
At this moment, Ye Qingyu, sitting leisurely on a soft and spacious cloud, slowly composed her reply.
On the pristine glacial table, covered with pale aquamarine paper, each neat character slowly flowed across the surface.
Eh?
Observing Jiang Wang’s assessment of the young man accompanying Du Ruhui, in conjunction with the man’s sincere and refined outward appearance.
She couldn’t help but shake her head.
This Lin Zhengren is truly a "proper and upright" Zhuang Chen, indeed the same mold as Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui.
After pondering for a moment, she wrote: "I thought he was a straightforward and trustworthy person, turns out to be extremely false. However, the great way is clear, the dragon soars high in the sky, and the insects cease to be seen."
"Fellow Daoist’s reminder will be etched in my heart; I shall strive courageously upwards and not sink into the mire. One day, when I ascend the high skies, I’ll bulldoze mountains to fill in the gaps."
Ye Qingyu looked at the orderly characters as if she could see those clear and serene eyes again.
She wrote: "It’s late, so I’ll pause my pen here. Please continue your cultivation and strive harder."
After a while.
Another line of text appeared on the Same Character Scroll—
"The path is long, let’s encourage each other, Fellow Daoist Ye."
Ye Qingyu gently rolled up the Same Character Scroll and carefully tied it with cloud thread.
With a smile on her lips, she leaned back comfortably, sinking into the clouds...
The path is long, companions for the journey, you and I.
And in life, a dream—a bright night.
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(The signature of the letter, sometimes I write, "If you see a wild swan, please send back a note." This is the source of this Chapter’s title.)
