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Chang Xia and Shen Siyan looked at each other, and as expected, they did not see any suspicion in each other's eyes, so they turned their gaze away.
After all, that was Xie Fengxue's assertion. Who would doubt Xie Fengxue's judgment?
"Then what should we do next?" Chang Xia asked.
Xie Fengxue thought for a while and said, "Since we're already going to call Master over, why not call Zuo Qin over as well to set up a new formation? It won't be a big deal."
There is some truth to this. The Sword Immortal's status is naturally higher than that of the Morning Star Mountain Lord. If the Sword Immortal can come, the Mountain Lord can naturally come as well.
but. . .
Shen Siyan looked at the faces of his two senior brothers and sisters for a while.
Don't you have the proper respect for Zuo Shanzhu? Is it really okay to just call him by his full name?
Chang Xia touched his face and looked at Chen Siyan in confusion: "Why are you looking at me?"
Chen Siyan sighed and said, "I heard that Master Zuo's astrology skills are very high. No matter how far away you are, if you call his name, he will respond."
Chang Xia thought for a while: "He seems to have this ability."
Shen Siyan: "So?"
Chang Xia: "So?"
Chen Siyan felt that he was more exhausted during this mission than he had been in many years.
Changxia and Xie Fengxue are not careless people. They dare to call out names directly, which means they must have something to rely on.
He half warned, half tested: "Calling Master Zuo Shan so impolitely, what if he takes it personally..."
Chang Xia said casually: "Let me care about it."
From childhood to adulthood, they have done so many things that made Zuo Qin worry. If he even cares about this, then Master Zuo Shan must be too idle.
Seeing this, Shen Siyan pondered for a while and stopped persuading him.
Xie Fengxue didn't wait for their response. What he had just said was more of a notice than a request for their opinion. He raised his hand and began to chant. Spiritual energy, a mixture of gold and silver, flowed from his fingertips, winding and swirling into the City Lord's Mansion.
Chang Xia and Shen Siyan saw the huge City Lord's Mansion, which was hit by an illusory white giant shadow as if its soul had left its body. The giant shadow disintegrated Xie Fengxue's spiritual power in an instant when it touched it. The white spiritual power fragments fluttered down like feathers, but disappeared without a trace before touching the ground.
They were unable to open their eyes due to the overwhelming impact of the spiritual power. After everything subsided, when they looked at the City Lord's Mansion again, it no longer had the same Taoist charm as before.
The commotion startled everyone in the City Lord's Mansion. Guards, spears in hand, hurried along the roads inside and outside the mansion. The City Lord hurried out of his study, relatively calm. He summoned one of his men and whispered something in his ear.
The impact just now caused the spiritual energy in this place to become disordered. Changxia and the others had no way to eavesdrop using magic, and could only observe his subsequent actions and guess that he was arranging things to appease everyone.
The entire City Lord's Mansion became a mess in an instant.
Xie Fengxue closed his eyes.
He was feeling the chaotic spiritual power.
At this time, among the chaotic flow of spiritual power, two not-so-chaotic spiritual powers became particularly conspicuous.
Xie Fengxue opened his eyes and said to Chang Xia and Shen Siyan, who were still watching the bustle of the City Lord's Mansion with interest, "Found it."
Chang Xia narrowed her eyes, and she also closed them to sense it. Although she didn't have the same powerful spiritual power perception as Xie Fengxue, her perception of sword intent was top-notch. Diaoxue's cold and sharp sword intent was so obvious that it was hard to ignore.
So she flew up and made some hand gestures, and Caishou was summoned from her fingertips. The sword was purple all over and glowed dimly in the night.
Every time Chen Siyan saw Cai Shou, he felt that this sword did not look like a righteous sword.
A green figure jumped out from a dark room in the City Lord's Mansion.
Changxia stood in mid-air and raised his eyebrows when he saw the figure becoming clearer and clearer.
This was the first time she met Pei Xilai.
I don't think this person is a sword cultivator.
Pei Xilai's blue robe was not like Xie Fengxue's wide sleeves, but was just the simplest Confucian blue robe. It was a little white after being washed, but it still looked clean and tidy. His hair was tied with a blue ribbon.
It was tied high on the head, with long straps that fluttered in the wind in the night sky.
Changxia thought, like a scholar.
As if he could see what she was thinking, Pei Xilai smiled at her gently and said, "Ayu wants me to read more books so that I can find a job."
Like a greeting between old friends, although he still held his unsheathed spear in his hand.
The national system has collapsed, but the imperial examination system has been retained. The four regions each hold a civil service examination every three years, presided over by the four sects, and recruit some mortals based on merit.
Yunting has always been the Privy Council's responsibility for these matters, and the mortals recruited by the Privy Council will be sent to various cities to handle mortal affairs. Some of the most talented will also be recruited into the Privy Council as envoys.
However, for a mortal without a high talent for cultivation, their entire life span is only a few hundred years. Shen Siyan had complained to Changxia many times that his subordinates, who had just been used by him, had died in the blink of an eye. No amount of panacea could save them, and they had to be retrained year after year.
Chang Xia suddenly became curious and asked, "You've been in the mortal world for decades. Did you pass the exam?"
Pei Xilai's smile froze on his face.
After a long while, he slowly said, "The one behind you brushed me off seven or eight times."
Chang Xia turned to look at Chen Siyan.
Shen Siyan sneered, "Are you the one who always suggests that the Northern Territory exempt the Western Territory from tariffs?"
Pei Xilai said, "Western Territory specialties are twice as expensive in the Northern Territory, causing trade between the two sides to remain sluggish. Isn't this the result of corrupt officials like you making up excuses?"
Shen Siyan continued to sneer: "How come things from the North are selling so well in the West? The taxes in the West are no less than those in the North."
Pei Xilai remained silent.
Xie Fengxue suddenly interjected at this moment: "If things in the Western Territory can't be sold, what does it have to do with us in the Northern Territory?"
The final word.
Changxia had witnessed the real-life equivalent of being in the north, but with one's heart in the west. She waved her sword, pointed at Pei Xilai, and said, "Tell me, what is your purpose in coming to our northern border?"
Pei Xilai's expression was strange. "Didn't you already know exactly why I came to the Northern Territory?"
Chang Xia said expressionlessly, "This is the procedure of the Privy Council."
Shen Siyan said: "How come I, the Chief Commander of the Privy Council, don't remember this procedure?"
Chang Xia: "Article 7, Section 3 of the Privy Council Rules states that when questioning a criminal, he or she shall be given an opportunity to make statements and defend himself or herself in accordance with the facts and the law."
After saying that, she glanced at Shen Siyan and said, "I told you that you are not qualified to be the chief commander."
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The development of the situation completely exceeded Pei Xilai's expectations. He originally wanted to pretend to be bitter and helpless to deceive the sympathy of the people in Yunting and make it easier for him to act later. However, he did not expect these people to sing in unison like in an opera, and the atmosphere suddenly became less bitter.
He said stubbornly, "I can explain."
Chang Xia: "You say."
Pei Xilai: "...I actually have nothing to explain."
He did indeed act in cahoots with the resentful woman, evading the pursuit of the Privy Council and escaping, and he did indeed steal the Diaoxue sword intent.
Even the Diaoxue Sword Intent was inside him now. In front of Changxia, a master of swordsmanship, he had no confidence to hide it.
It seemed like there were a lot of excuses I wanted to say, but I couldn't bring myself to say them.
After gathering his thoughts, he slowly said, "You should have already investigated almost everything about Akui and me, but one thing is for sure: Akui is Akui. I don't think of her as anyone else. I was brought here by her of my own free will."
He didn't think of the resentful woman as the girl he had been, nor did he recall the past events of his youth. His feelings for the resentful woman were simply a pity stemming from a shared suffering.
"You like to call her the Resentful Girl, but she actually doesn't like that name. Aoi simply absorbed the girl's resentment, blood, tears, and life force, but she herself doesn't carry any resentment."
She likes the sun, flowers, furry rabbits and foxes, and she likes to pretend to be a ghost on the roadside to scare passers-by, then point at them and laugh.
It was those mortals and immortal cultivators who thought that she was born out of resentment and lived on resentment, so she must have suffered a lot and had a deep hatred, so they gave her this name without authorization.
"She likes the name I gave her, Akui, the Akui of sunflower."
"The people at Sanchidao should have told you that I had to go back, right? They had originally found the village where Akui and I lived a few months ago. I had originally thought that after a few months of peace and quiet, I would give in to their wishes and go back to being Pei Xilai. But then Akui suddenly asked me if I wanted to resist again."
"I'm moved."
Pei Xilai pursed his lips, his thumb stroking the unspeakable blade. Chang Xia stared at the snow-white sword. She had heard of this sword before.
He said: The pain is unbearable.
The master once said that to wield the Three-Foot Dao sword, one must sharpen one's own eight sufferings. The more displaced, depressed, and tormented the sword's owner is, the more in tune with the sword one will be, and the greater the power one can unleash.
Chang Xia didn't know how Pei Xilai, the young master of Sanchi Dao, chose this sword.
So she gently asked, "Why must Sanchidao protect you?"
Pei Xilai turned his head to look in the direction of the dark room he had just come out of and asked, "Will you let me go if I tell you?"
Chang Xia didn't answer, but instead said: "If I let you go, can you still leave Ziyou City?"
"You can't even draw your sword now."
Not to mention Pei Xilai's sensitive identity, any carelessness would involve the relationship between the two realms. Even if Changxia took all the responsibility and let him go, the Western Territory would not leave him alone given the importance it attached to him.
She had already seen it just now. Even with the Diaoxue Sword Intent, Pei Xilai still couldn't pull it out.
Otherwise, the fighting would have started by now, and there would be no room for negotiation or pleading.
Pei Xilai looked at the sword in his hand and suddenly laughed.
"I can't pull it out, not because my sword heart is clouded, but because, even at this point, I am happy in my heart."
Pei Xilai now is going against the grain of what is unbearable to say.
Akui's proposal touched upon his truest ambition: to rebel once, to be free once, to truly live for himself once—even if he was being hunted, even if he was on the run.
This was the first time in thousands of years that Pei Xilai truly felt "himself".
"There's nothing to be said, anyway..."
"Anyway, we already know it. There's really nothing we can't say." Xie Fengxue, who had been watching the show, finally spoke up. "Back then, when the Human Emperor failed in his expedition against the Heavens, not only did his Ji clan get completely slaughtered by Heaven's punishment, but the Jiang clan also suffered heavy losses."
"Ji and Jiang have been intermarrying for generations."
Pei Xilai's face turned pale the moment Xie Fengxue finished speaking. His biggest secret was revealed to everyone.
Xie Fengxue's voice was emotionless. "You want to sell us a secret to earn a favor, and you don't even consider whether I agree or not."
Chen Siyan felt that this mission was worth it. First he heard the secret of the kite, and now the secret of the Three-foot Road was displayed in front of him so openly.
Although what they said was confusing, he still understood it.
Pei Xilai is a descendant of the Jiang family. Seeing how much Sanchidao cherishes him, he must not be an ordinary descendant of the Jiang family.
He looked at Pei Xilai and Xie Fengxue again and again with an eager look on his face, hoping that they could reveal more of the inside story.
"Since you know, there's no need to hide it. My real name is neither Qiao Songbai nor Pei Xilai. My name is... Jiang Su."
"...He is the fiancé of the next Human Emperor."
After saying this, Pei Xilai's gaze suddenly shifted to Chang Xia, "You have the aura of a Human Emperor."
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