Chapter Ninety-Six: How Many People Look Up at the Sky with

thought that Chong Xuan Sheng might have an accident. Because this seemed completely impossible!Zhong Xuan Sheng is the legitimate son of the renowned Zhong Xuan family, a top aristocratic clan in Qi...As she entered the hall, the woman sitting alone, sipping tea, lifted her head. A black veil obscured her face, revealing only a pair of mesmerizing eyes.

Long Boji vaguely smelled a faint fragrance, but when he tried to find its source, he couldn't locate it.

It was like a fleeting moment of bewilderment in the heart, it had certainly existed, and yet it had certainly been lost. Guilt... This glance, it has unsettled my Daoist heart.

This person's strength is unfathomable, truly worthy of being the best in Xīnxiāng.

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Long Bo's thoughts whirled, but with his second step, he had regained his composure. As the sole inheritor of the True Person of Destiny's teachings, he began to ponder the possibilities of cooperation between Nandou Palace and San Fen Xiang Qi Lou.

“Master Long has just been reprimanded by his teacher at the Hall of Destiny. Please forgive me, Miss Yu, for keeping you waiting for so long.” Master Long Boji adjusted his ceremonial cap and sat down with grace.

A languid voice reached his ears— “Sānfēn xiāngqì lóu has a request for Your esteemed clan, waiting an hour, one moment, and twenty breaths... What does that even amount to”

A mixture of anger and resentment, like Lung Po was feeling embarrassed. "… Sorry."

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"What's there to say" As a guest, Meigetsu chuckled softly. "Our two families are connected by shared fate, I wouldn't hold these things against them."

"Of course, of course." Long Boji nodded unconsciously, then paused: "This is all interconnected. Where should I even begin"

Mei Yue's tone was leisurely, "We both reside in the Southern Regions, aren't we like branches of the same tree Since we both have to endure the influence of Chu, aren't we sharing the same fate"

“Chu Guo hasn't given us any trouble.” Long Boji laughed. “The Nandou Hall has stood in the Southern Region for many years and has always had a good relationship with Chu Guo. Back when Emperor Jingwen of the previous dynasty held an alliance meeting, all the feudal lords attended, but only Chu Taizu raised his banner in the south, shocking the world. Our Sounding Palace also supported him—"

"These words should be said to the people of Chu, not to me," Meiyue interrupted with a smile. "I remember it very clearly, I'm just afraid the people of Chu won't... what do you think"

Long Boji then stopped his official pleasantries and slowly sat down: “After chatting for so long, I still don't know Miss Mei Yue’s intentions.”

"Long Brother is an honest person, so I'll be straight with you." Mei Yue sat calmly, her voice slow and measured, like a gentle tap on a heart window: "Four years ago, when the San Fen Xiang Qi Lou left Chu Guo in such haste, some things that should have been taken were left behind. Now we intend to retrieve them, and we hope that Nan Dou Dian can offer some assistance."

Lung Boji held his heartbeat, smiled: "This is absolutely impossible. Nandu Hall would never stand on the opposite side of Chu State just because of your three incense buildings."

Mei Yue exclaimed, "Aren't you two on opposite sides Back then, when the Marquis of Huai issued an unlimited kill order against Yi Shengfeng of your noble sect, didn't he consider the feelings of your Nandou Hall"

"That's a personal grudge." Long Boji said calmly, "Miss Mei Yue may not know. Do you know Jiang Wang The one from Tai Xu Pavilion. He and my sect's Yi Shengfeng were childhood friends, but the two became enemies because of something, their resentment lingering for years."

While Jiang Wang was on good terms with the Huai Guo Gongfu, he therefore instigated that attack. The scope of the conflict is limited to Jiang Wang and Yi Shengfeng, at most, Qisha Dian and Huai Guo Gongfu... It will not affect the relationship between Nandou Dian and Chu Ting."

“Brother Long’s swordsmanship is undoubtedly extraordinary.” Weiyue praised, “This dazzles my eyes. The Grand Marshal's Mansion of Chu in the State of Huai seems to have no impact on killing disciples of the Southern Dipper Hall!”

Long Boji seemed not to hear the sarcasm in his words, only replying: "You flatter me. Long's swordsmanship is still decent!"

"There is no need for the Nandou Hall to stand against Chu State, nor do you need to enter Chu and do anything." Meiyue said slowly.

“We have friends in the State of Chu who will arrange everything. You just need to receive them after the goods are sent out of Chu.”

It can be said that there is no risk at all.

Long Boji calmly said: "It's not that one won't be pursued if they don't enter Chu. The King of Chu is never known for his magnanimity."

"One tenth," Mei Yue said firmly. "Of all the materials you handle, you can take one tenth right away. This is San Fen Xiang Qi Lou's sincerity."

Long Boji thought for a moment: “I don't know what kind of materials you want to transport. Your friends are very powerful, able to transport things out of Chu State, but not out of the Southern Region

“What kind of supplies to transport naturally cannot be said before the cooperation is settled. Our friends are not unable to send them to Nanyu, it's our Sanfen Xiangqi Lou who wants to reduce the risk for our friends in this matter.” Mei Yue earnestly said: “One journey, one person, wherever an accident happens, stop there, absolutely no dragging others down. To put it plainly, I am here today to make friends with Nandou Dian. This is the first cooperation between the two factions, definitely not the last.”

Long Boji thought for a moment: "I need to consider this."

"Two percent." Meiyue said.

Long Bo said, "I need to discuss this matter with my master."

Mei Yue looked at him: "I have only been the first of Xinhang for a few years. This time, I am in charge of the Chu land affairs. I've heard great things about you, Brother Long. You are the number one genius in Nandou Hall, how could you not handle this"

Some methods are clichéd because they work. But Longboji apparently isn't swayed by this kind of provocation.

"Since entering this hall, my heart has not calmed. How dare I make a decision" Long Bohui smiled: "People are not afraid of being irrational, not afraid of being unwise, but afraid of being unaware."

Mei Yue said leisurely, “Those who know themselves are truly wise. I see that you are both rational and intelligent.”

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Long Boji's smile remained unchanged: "Even if Miss Meiyue praises me like this, I still have to discuss it with my master."

“Thirty percent.” Mei Yue said firmly, “This is the limit within my authority and also the greatest sincerity of Sanfen Xiangli Building.”

Long Bo was surprised and said, "How could Mei Yue have already increased the bet without waiting for me to discuss it"

Mei Yue chuckled softly, "It's just a trifle. There's no need to trouble the esteemed Immortal of Destiny with repeated hearings. So I've put forward my best offer. Whether it's accepted or not, I won't bother you further... lest I offend Brother Long's intentions."

The sudden chuckle was unintentional, yet it seemed to have a hook, pulling people's souls upward.

Long Boji calmed himself and said, "Miss Mei Yue is truly... thoughtful."

Mai Yue smiled and said, "The style of the San Fen Xiang Qi Lou is like this: when making friends, you have to think for your friend. In the future, as we get along, the Nandou Dian will naturally know."

Long Boji did not express his stance, he passed by with a courtesy bow: "Miss, please wait a moment, Long will be right back."

Mei Yue's expression was hidden behind her veil, but her eyes looked far away.

Da da da, da da da.

After Long Boji left, a regular sound echoed throughout the hall.

It was soft fingers, painted crimson red, lightly tapping on the armrest.

That seemed like, a heart beat's frequency.

Tick tock, tick tock.

"I told you to stop banging," Jiang Wang couldn't help but say, "Why are you making such a fuss about writing an article You haven't even written a few characters, and the brush is almost broken from your hammering! Are you practicing drumming"

The girl at the desk had bright eyes and white teeth. She wore a lake-green skirt, with her half-length hair falling softly. She was incredibly fresh and beautiful. Wen Yan was unconvinced: “I’m thinking! Thinking, do you understand It takes effort to compose even one word of this poem, to pluck strands of my beard! You think writing is like practicing swordsmanship, so easy Just grit your teeth and write more!”

After spending New Year's Eve in Yun Cheng, Jiang Anan followed her older brother to Xing Yue Yuan to play and take a look at their family's tavern.

Originally, Qingyu sister was also going to come, but Ye Uncle suddenly fell ill and needed someone to take care of him, so she couldn't make it.

She, Jiang An'an, wasn't a heartless person; she also wanted to take care of Old Master Ye. But when Old Master Ye saw the medicine she had boiled, he told her to go play in Xingyueyuan for a while, saying that he hadn't reached that day yet... I don't know what he meant.

But we agreed to come to Xingyueyuan to play, how come the first day here is about reading

Okay, on the first day I, Jiang An'an, endured it. But when it came to the second and third day, Jiang Wang not only didn't stop, but went further! Now he even wants to write articles!

How unreasonable! This is too much!

She, Jiang An'an, must launch a righteous counterattack!

Master Jiang looked at his rebellious younger sister, feeling a headache coming on. She used to be so adorable and obedient as a child, soft and sweet. Now, even when asked to write an article, she backtalked. And she even recited poems to retort!

"It's easy to practice swordsmanship, isn't it" He sneered: "From tomorrow onwards, swordsmanship training will be increased by one hour. I want to see how easy you are!"

Jiang Anan puffed up her cheeks but spoke in a very organized manner: "We agreed that I would get to rest during the New Year, didn't we You promised under the witness of the stars and moon on New Year's Eve. Qing Yu sister, Zhu brother, Xiang brother were all present. Even Uncle Ye was there! As a respected member of Tai Xu Pavilion, you wouldn't deceive your own younger sister, would you"

"It's the 27th of the first lunar month already!" Jiang Zhenren, like all exasperated parents, sounded impatient: "Do you still want me to let you run wild for a few more days!"

Jiang An'an said straightforwardly: "As the saying goes, one doesn't get out of January until it's really over—"

A rattan cane lay on the desk. Jiang Wang wore a stoic expression and merely used his eyes to signal Jiang An'an to continue talking back.

"Brother, I've thought it over. I'm still going to listen to you. I love writing! Four hundred words a day is nothing for me, Jiang An'an!" Jiang An'an quickly changed her attitude. Seeing her brother about to speak, she quickly held up a finger and shushed him. "Don't interrupt, my inspiration is coming!"

Jiang Wang could only stop abruptly.

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He may not understand literature, but he respects it. He knows that inspiration is especially rare, coming and going like a fleeting glimpse, leaving you scratching your head when it's gone.

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Sigh, my younger sister has grown up and is difficult to teach.

The other day I wrote to Lady Chu Yu Yun, the eldest princess. This little sister of mine is becoming increasingly disobedient. What should I do about her My mother-in-law said that children this age all go through a rebellious phase....

Mr. Jiang's claim of being a recluse from the world is true, but it is impossible to confirm this statement as truth—because he himself seems never to have experienced such a period.

What was I doing when I was fourteen

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It seems I've already been accepted into the outer gate academy and met my older brother and Little Five.

The tiger was something that came later, Fang Pengju didn't take the exam and got special privileges to enter school, so did everyone else start out like this

...He doesn't seem very likeable to me...

The teacup before me, the ripples in the water, like my thoughts, swaying back and forth.

Suddenly, a tinge of emerald green seeped out, strangely forming three characters, clear and visible. The characters read —— Soul-Breaking Gorge.

The council member sighed inwardly. A good cup of tea, this one wouldn't be savored. Although the other party wouldn't harm him, with the curse lingering over it, whoever wanted to drink it could go ahead...

That's when he got up.

But after some thought, she poured out the water from her teacup and said, "I'm going out for a while. Write your article well; I'll be checking it when I get back."

Ginger Anan dragged out her tone: "Know——it——already!"

Jiang Wang let out a soft snort, her figure vanishing in an instant.

“Write, write, write, I write, write, write, I write all day long…” Jiang An'an wrote with force, muttering to herself: "Jiang Wang, you are so cruel, you treat your own sister like this…”

About half a quarter of an hour later, she was sure that her elder brother had really left. Her little mouth puckered, and she let out a crisp birdcall.

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A figure quickly climbed in through the window, Chu Yao sneaking in and asking, "Did the target leave"

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Jiang An'an got up and left her seat, tapping the paper on the table: "Let's do our homework. Write according to my opening paragraph, pay attention to your handwriting, and don't deviate from the meaning. Our target is very cunning!"

"Alright!" Chu Yao shook her sword arm, which was a bit sore from training. She naturally sat down at the desk and completed the switch.

"Little Aunt!"

"Little Aunt!" he turned his head and said, "You just wrote one sentence, it's hard for me to deviate from the meaning of the text."

Jiang An'an had already climbed halfway out the window, waving her hand: "Everything starts difficult! This is the central idea! Just write it!"

After finishing his words, he leaped down and disappeared.

In the midst of Duanhun Gorge, where spring chills pierce like swords, countless travelers gaze at the sky in despair.

The cliff was steep and dangerous. I heard only the sound of wind, sighing without forming words.

On a raised stone platform, stood a handsome young man with long hair cascading down his shoulders. A mask of Yama hung from his waist, his eyes gently closed as if meditating. At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, a young man in a green robe appeared, walking gracefully before him.

“Sometimes I remember, the scene when I first stood here. Those who stood with me back then are now few and far between…” King Qin Guang sighed: “King Bian Cheng! Long time no see!”

Master Jiang frowned: "Who is the King of Biancheng"

Wind, falling down.

The Duan Hun Gorge had become heavy with tension, the sunlight sharp as a blade, and the canyon path like a knife. A cold and oppressive atmosphere was spreading, killing intent intertwined.

Two people facing each other in the wind—then they both laughed.

You're really not a good person!

"You vermin, daring to appear before me so brazenly!"

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They both spoke at the same time, each saying their own thing, and greeted each other amicably for a while.

Qin Guangwang said, "King Biancheng—"

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Jiang Wang interrupted, "Don't shout nonsense. There's no King Biancheng in Xingyueyuan."

"Good." Yin Guan bowed lightly and smiled, "Respectfully to the esteemed Hell's Gate Executioner, Jiang Wang! On behalf of your colleagues, I extend my greetings."

Jiang Wang abruptly silenced him, not allowing even a trace of sound to escape. He spoke with veiled threats: "閻羅殺手 Do you mean the one who kills even Yama himself"

“If you want to do that, go ahead.” Yin Guan's expression was quite serious: “But although they can’t beat you, they are very skilled at escaping…Would you like me to lure them all over here”

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He added, "Oh, Chu Jiang Wang is an exception."

Jiang Wang's eyebrows raised slightly: "Oh You don't need to be excluded either"

Yin Guan smiled nonchalantly, spreading his hands: "Friends fighting each other, old companions falling away. If you have the heart to do this, why should I hesitate"

Even more tragic!

Jiang Wang raised his hand——

The sun shone brightly, illuminating the vast expanse of green jade. Thousands upon thousands of emerald blades hung suspended in the air, momentarily filling the Hollows of Grief with their verdant presence. Each blade seemed imbued with a deadly intent, causing Feng Sheng to straighten his robes and raise an eyebrow in questioning inquiry.

"Sorry." Yin Guan said "sorry," but there was no apology in his tone. "It was an instinctive reaction, please don't mind it. I'll take it back.

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Having said that, he swept his hand across the sky, erasing it.

Jiang Wang waved her hand dismissively: "Why do you always choose such remote places to meet It makes me look like some villain who doesn't get out much."

"Grandmaster Jiang! That's not being reasonable of you," Yin Guan said indignantly. "Last time I went to your restaurant, you told me not to go directly to your restaurant and cause trouble for you. This time I invited you out, and you say you don't want to come to such a remote place."

So, are you just not willing to see me

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"Uh huh, is it that obvious"

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