Chapter 93: Like Red Beauty, Fading With Age

was pressure beyond imagination.From all directions, from everywhere that touched the water.His sturdy frame creaked and groaned. His bones rattled with the force of it.Jiang Wang specialized in the...Flakes of snow fell, as if the clouds were collapsing.

To the northwest of Eternal Winter Peak, there is a massive cliff face. It was not formed naturally, but was carved by human hands.

The person hovering before the sheer cliff was just a point easily overlooked amidst the vast wind and snow.

But that snowy dragon robe was so striking in its presence.

And he stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the high cliff. On the cliff face were lines of carved characters.

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The pen is sharp as a frost-covered dagger, the inscription reads: --

Alas, the bitter cold of the Northwest has lasted for four thousand years, swirling and drifting like snow on a desolate plain.

With wings unable to fly across mountains and rivers, and frost-bitten birds ceasing their song on the long river of time!

Outside Hangu Pass, a bookish scholar carrying letters, his heart brimmed with passion in his writing.

In the city of Tianjing, there are wandering swordsmen who are called "Hanging a Long Sword."

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I see the song of jade beauty, but not the withered inquiry of aging earthenware!

All know that the moon is as fragile as snow, reflecting across ancient and modern times in a single mirror.

How much do you know about How Jie

Just like a beauty fades with age!

"Why are you here in your spare time" Fu Huan, barefoot and lightly clad, arrived through the wind and snow, appearing beside him. He glanced at the inscription on the cliff and smiled: "Still reading this."

Hong Junyan did not turn his head, still gazing at the cliff inscription, praising, "Frost feathers fly like snow, the bright moon serves as a mirror to reflect ancient and modern times. A fine scene. Fine words."

Back then, when Hong Junyan was defeated by Tang Yu and his Dao body was shattered, he fled back to his country and claimed that he had died after achieving enlightenment.

Fu Huan then wrote this piece at the Extreme Celestial Palace.

"The so-called 'bookkeeper outside Hangu Pass' and 'wandering hero in the capital city', they are all him, Hong Junyan."

He had personally experienced Ji Yusu's charisma and had seen Ying Yun, who was already famous before the founding of the country, giving rise to the ambition of "a man should be like this." He raised his troops in the bitter cold of the northwest, aiming to vie for dominance over the world.

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All those accomplishments and failures of the past have become history. At this time, reading and reminiscing about my own elegy is rather subtle.

Fu Huan was silent for a moment, then said: “At that time, I really thought, if you truly died at that time, what kind of mood I would be in, so I drank to my heart’s content, and scribbled it down—fortunately, it wasn't true.”

“No wonder it was so sincere and fooled everyone!” Hong Junyan said with emotion.

Fu Huan frowned: "If you're going to say you're deceiving the world, then you should be saying it about yourself You are the mastermind."

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“A bosom friend worth a thousand gold, even after three millennia of icy separation. These years have been hard on you.” Hong Junyan said: “Living requires more strength than dying."

Fu Huan said, "I think that compared to facing this world soberly, falling into a blank and unknown wait requires more courage."

Hong Junyan smiled and said, "Do we still need to flatter each other like this"

Fu Huan also laughed: "You started it first."

"How many heroes are there They are like beautiful women who do not grow old." Hong Junyan let out a long sigh: "You know I refuse to fade into mediocrity, so I staked everything on the future. But time flies, and years pass like songs. People from the past are gone, but there will always be those who come after. This era doesn't offer many opportunities anymore."

Fu Huan laughed and said, “At the beginning, there wasn't an opportunity, now there isn't too many opportunities. We have made great progress! Our plan has been a huge success!”

Hong Junyan laughed heartily, then said, "The way of the demon clan Yu Zheng is to be limitless. I think that battle at Shenxiao could see anything happen. Our priority now is to strengthen our army and catch up with the power of the Hegemon... Our academy lags far behind the Hegemon's. Can we buy that Tai Xu Ring with Yuan stones Price doesn't matter. All these years of accumulation are not meant to be hoarded, if we can't spend it, it will truly become a burial item."

"Not yet," Fu Huan shook her head. "We'll have to wait until Tai Xu rings are circulating freely between Tai Xu practitioners. That's when we can invest — maybe the Tai Xu Pavilion hasn't been granted enough authority, or perhaps they made this restriction considering that. Right now, Tai Xu rings only circulate between practitioners and illusions."

Hong Junyan said, “How can we donate Help them renovate Taixu Corner Tower and support the renovation of Taixu Pavilion…”

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The quotas for the illusory realm that the country of Li had previously purchased were acquired under the pretense of donating to its construction.

"Fu Huan spread his hands: "Every additional Taixu practitioner adds a measure of strength to the illusory realm. Naturally, gaining entry becomes easier. It's different with Taixu rings, though. Right now, to acquire enough Taixu rings to purchase each individual's unique Taixu Xuanzhang, you can only do so through completing Taixu missions."

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"It's still a few years too late," Hong Junyan sighed, "This Tai Xu Pavilion should have pushed someone in."

He added, "But if I had returned a few years earlier, it would have been even more difficult."

“Both the Eastern and Western holy lands of Buddhism haven't secured a spot. All the major sects in the world are merely watching in vain. Whether it's the powerful Wei or Song dynasties, they can only be spectators…” Fu Huan casually pointed out: "Speaking of these matters, you shouldn't meddle. You didn't pay this much attention before either, there's no need to start micromanaging everything after 3,800 years!"

"When the Li Dynasty was first established, the five newly incorporated nations each opened a diocese, and all official titles and duties were reallocated...Everyone was swamped and running around like headless chickens." Hong Junyan smiled. "My trip to Shengdong Peak wouldn't be complete without finding something to chat with you about besides old times. Wouldn't that make me a lazy emperor archetype"

Fu Huan said: "During this new year festival, leaving behind all the civil and military officials, leaving behind the New Year paintings, coming to this snow-capped peak where there is nothing but ice and snow, leisurely reading one's own elegy... This is hard to evaluate."

The first sovereign of the Li Kingdom was a figure of immense majesty, his smile rarely witnessed by even his court officials. Yet on this Sacred Winter Peak, his countenance seemed perpetually lit with a radiant smile.

He was chatting idly, occasionally interjecting a few national affairs: “The construction of the Yuanyuan Great Wall has begun, and training is also ongoing day and night. Wei Qingpeng is still leading his cavalry to frolic around Yuanyuan, Meng Lingxiao and Guan Daoquan are working together to organize the school affairs. I don't have too much to worry about... How is Xie Ai doing now Among the young generation of Li Guo, it depends on whether she can hold the stage."

Fu Huandao: "She's progressing rapidly now, and she will surely achieve divinity before next March. With her experience as the Winter Emperor and the three-life orchid petal transformation into a physical body, there's also a high chance of achieving enlightenment in this life. As for becoming an immortal... that depends entirely on her own fate. Besides Li Yi and Jiang Wang, who else can say with certainty"

“Dou Yangyu of the Li Zhen Diocese, and Yelu Zhi of the Qi Liao Diocese” Hong Junyan asked again.

Fu Huan was very direct: “Holding up a normal situation is no problem, but holding up the scene you want is hopeless.”

Dou Yangyu was the Heavenly Pride of Yuanzhen Nation. He participated in the Daoli Three Nine Nineteen Huanghe Grand Assembly, being defeated and crippled by Zhongshan Wei Sun of Jingguo during the outer courtyard session, ultimately being eliminated.

And the once-renowned Liaotianjiao Yelü Zhi, who was also on Guanhetai... had half his face smashed in by Huang Sheli's staff.

Fu Huan, in the newly established state of Li, held no official positions of power. He had long since detached himself from political affairs and devoted himself to cultivating his strength. He was an independent Daoist master of great ability. Hong Junyan appointed him as a national teacher, which was essentially a nominal title.

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But although he did not hold power, he still worried about the state of Li.

Xie Ai, Dou Yangyu, and Yelü Zhi are all now practicing Buddhism with him.

He used to have to guard against external enemies and stabilize the country. Now he just needs to meditate and teach his disciples. As Hong Junyan would say—he's almost retired and enjoying his old age, what else could he possibly want

"It's time to cultivate younger people, no matter the cost." Hong Junyan said, "The next session of the Yellow River Forum is very important for us."

“I used to do similar work, but back then it was a shortage of manpower. Now it's a shortage of time,” Fu Huan said: “The flood season for the Yellow River section generally doesn't exceed fifteen years and is not less than ten years. From the last Yellow River Conference to now, it has been seven years. That means there are at least three more years and at most eight years. It's best not to have too high hopes. We might have to wait for another session before seeing some results.”

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“I can’t wait any longer,” Hong Junyan said. “If we can’t get a distribution at the Yellow River Conference this year behind the Ten Thousand Demons Gate, then I’ll have to personally lead my troops to the demon realm to expand our territory. The losses aside, the harvest also depends on luck.”

Fu Huan said: “I see that recent policies have been encouraging childbirth, and the entire nation is selecting infants with exceptional potential to be raised by the imperial court. Are you preparing for the next generation of Tai Xu Pavilion members Isn't this a bit too early”

Hong Junyan understood that Fu Huan meant that they hadn't passed the Shenxiao War yet, so they shouldn't spread their energy too thin. But he said, "I'm only worried about being too late!"

One must take great strides forward, with every step achieving solid success, in order to reach the other shore of one's ideals. For the aspirations are too grand.

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Fu Huan didn't speak for a moment.

“There’s one more thing that has always been on my mind,” Hong Junyan casually said, “Nalan Longzhi of the Celestial Treasury stole something from Emperor Dong back then. What did he steal Emperor Dong was extremely anxious at the time and hunted him everywhere. But later, Ning Daoju successfully cultivated immortality and left without saying a word. Ying Yunian achieved transcendence as well, and remained silent on this matter. Has He stopped caring, or is this another form of fulfillment”

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Fu Huandao: "Since the Heaven Stealing Mansion hasn't come out to interfere with us, we needn't investigate further."

Hong Junyan said, “You once said that you met Pu Shun'an of the Heavenly Stealing Mansion in a book. I’ve flipped through that book countless times, but I didn’t find him. Do you still have the book”

Fu Huan shook her head. "I don't know when it disappeared."

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"It's for the best," Hong Junyan said, turning his head to look into the distance. His homeland stretched out before him, seemingly endless and reaching far away.

“It’s another New Year.” The emperor of the Li country sighed with emotion.

Fu Huan, standing beside him, said: "But it's no longer just the two of us."

Two people who fought back-to-back on the icy streets, almost becoming wolf food, now stand once again at the pinnacle of this world, vying for hegemony with the most powerful figures.

Every year, the new year brings new people.

“Let's set off fireworks!”

Above the Cloud City, dazzling fireworks blossomed, like a celestial river bestowed by mortals upon the universe.

On New Year's Eve of the three nines and two six in Daoli, Jiang Wang brought his family to Yun City to celebrate - wishing me and Xiangqian well.

The kind-hearted Jiang Dong, gave all employees 20 days of paid leave to visit family.

Bai Yu Xia went away after giving her butt a clap, and even paid for a visit expense on the account. Lian Yu Chan however refused to go back no matter what, saying "The god's descent hasn't happened, Lian Mou has no home".

That resentful look made Jiang Dong's family quite embarrassed - so she stayed behind in Xingyueyuan to take care of the tavern.

Keeping the employees who don't go home or have a place to stay, continue to open. Business is good on New Year's Eve, and it's even reasonable to raise prices.

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Chu Yao rode a fast horse back to Linzi to visit his mother.

I was dragged along by Jiang. We were passing by Xingyueyuan the day before Lunar New Year's Eve, and coincidentally, we went into Baiyujing Restaurant for a look... so I just came along too.

This year, Jiang An'an has turned fourteen. She is becoming more and more beautiful.

She grew up and no longer clung to her brother like she did when she was little.

Even with the cultivation of a Heaven Piercing Realm expert, she could open the Heavenly Gate at any time. —Both Master Jiang and Master Ye advised her to wait.

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At this moment, she is traveling through the skies in a phoenix-shaped lantern, accompanied by her attendants.

She loved the sky, perhaps because the first time she learned about cultivation was when her brother told her that he would be able to take her flying in the future.

In the spacious courtyard, a warm stone table was placed. The dishes on the table were arranged neatly and beautifully, all steaming hot.

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Jiang Wang looked at one, Ye Qingyu one, forward one, Zhu Weiwo one, four people sat around the table.

A gentle evening breeze carried warmth. Although everyone present was not afraid of the cold, True Person Jiang thoughtfully adjusted the temperature using the True Origin Fire Realm.

The high-priced chefs brought in from the next courtyard were bustling about, the clatter of pots and pans echoing under the fireworks-lit sky, sounding especially like "home."

Everyone was in high spirits, chatting away about Ye Qingyu's experiences abroad, the process of trying out their swords, and how Jiang Anan grew taller each year...

Of these four people, besides Ye Qingyu, few have this kind of "boring" happiness.

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"Cough!"

A cough, quite appropriate for the occasion, rang out from outside the door.

As Jiang Wang stepped forward and opened the courtyard gate, he saw Ye Zhenren passing by outside with his hands clasped behind his back.

Yesterday, Jiang someone personally went to the door to invite him, but he didn't even look at him, giving him the cold shoulder... Until Ye Qingyu and Jiang Annan both ran out.

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At this time, Ah Chou was still by my side. A human and a monster made quite a sight, their postures were proud and high, like immortals and divine beasts descending to the mortal realm.

The true Immortal Master opened the door and greeted them warmly: "Senior Ye, Senior Achou, have you eaten"

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A Chou arrogantly shook his head.

"Eh Are you having a meal here" Ye Zhenren exclaimed, "I came out for a stroll, didn't expect to bump into you like this."

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Jiang Wang stepped aside to let someone in and invited again, “If you don't mind, come in and have something to eat together.”

Both Zhao Wei and I are not good at socializing, but at this moment we both stood up quietly, with a gentle expression, to express our welcome.

Ye Zhenren stood outside the door, but he glanced at Ye Qingyu.

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"Come in!" Ye Qingyu said impatiently.

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“Since you’re all here, on New Year’s Day. Then I'll keep you company for a while.” Ye Zhenren walked in with his hands behind his back.

Achou followed closely behind.

Jiang Wang casually created two large chairs and invited the two elders to take a seat.

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"Come, everyone, take a seat, don't be shy, just like at home." Ye Zhenren took control as soon as he arrived, opening his arms left and right, circling the room and serving drinks for several rounds.

That level of proficiency almost made Jiang Wang see Xu Xiangqian before he met Wuyan.

After a few drinks and some lively conversation, Ye Zhenren looked up at the stars and suddenly frowned: "What is An'an doing How long has she been playing around Our An'an is going to participate in the Yellow River Convention! Cultivation can't be relaxed."

Mr. Jiang's words made sense. Didn't he win the top prize back then because of his tireless study and hard work during the hot summers and cold winters

"An An!" With a shout, the joyful Ginger An An was called back.

As a starlight flew across the night, Jiang An'an jumped down from the phoenix flower lantern, landing gracefully in the courtyard: "Brother, what's wrong"

Jiang Wang's expression was solemn: "Your cultivation today—"

"Ai!" Ye Zhenren raised his hand and slapped him with a 'pa' sound, reprovingly interrupting him: "Cultivation is important, but it's not something that can be done in a day or two. Do you treat your elder brother like this During the New Year, don't you want to relax"

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