Chapter 351 Please Set Off on Your Journey



351 Please embark on your journey.

Looking at the somewhat bewildered Piaomiaoyue, he sighed softly, "My brother, what you have always longed for is the pinnacle of the mortal world. This vast dynasty is nothing more than a casual affair."

Now, their offspring have grown up, and it's only a matter of time before they leave.

I originally thought that a new successor would be chosen and that I would leave only after he had enough strength, but I did not expect that I would leave so hastily and decisively.

Without the slightest hesitation, and without a moment's hesitation.

Just like his elder brother before him, so confident.

His words were filled with admiration and respect, praising his immense strength and wisdom, his top-notch talent, and his name that resounded throughout the heavens.

With extraordinary wisdom and courage, and unparalleled strength, he turned the tide in a time of crisis, ended the chaos of the previous dynasty, and saved countless lives from dire straits.

Moreover, he is ruthless in his attacks, each move brimming with power and authority. His strength is unfathomable, seemingly inexhaustible; every time one thinks they can restrain him, his next move always brings shock and surprise.

His cultivation level had reached a realm that was difficult for cultivators to attain, but ultimately, he had only cultivated martial arts, and his life was finite; he could not live forever.

It is ultimately a pity, especially for a genius, who was unwilling to follow the example of his neighboring country and use humans to make elixirs in order to live a life of mere survival.

The capital city ultimately constrained him, and his departure now is because he no longer wants to delay.

The exact reason is unknown, but it is likely to be so.

Even if they were tempted to leave, most of them did so voluntarily; otherwise, it would be difficult for them to leave so quietly and uneventfully.

Looking at Jingzhai, who was deep in thought, Piaomiaoyue felt a deep sadness that was hard to express.

At this moment, thinking of her lover, she thought, 'Martial artists are ultimately limited by their lifespan. I wonder how her lover will feel when he realizes this in the future.'

She said softly, "Sister, His Majesty the Holy Emperor possesses unparalleled martial arts skills. There are only a handful of people who can rival him. If he wishes to leave, no one can stop him. Besides, most of these cultivators who have practiced for millennia have hidden themselves away to achieve immortality; they wouldn't dare to make a move."

Jingzhai nodded gently and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Yue'er. It's nothing. I just miss my brother. After all, when he was around, all difficulties seemed so easy to solve."

Now that he's suddenly disappeared, the longer he stays, the less settled some people will become.

Then he sneered, "When my brother was alive, some people used righteousness to demand equality for all under heaven."

It's truly laughable that he lets his elder brother fight on the front lines while he enjoys fame, luck, and unparalleled prestige.

If you have such a wish, and your cultivation is extraordinary, why don't you do it yourself, instead of using the pretext of righteousness to coerce your elder brother?

The world's most precious resources and treasures are not solely yours, Your Majesty. Moreover, with Your Majesty's talent, why would you need so many resources?

His face was filled with anger, and his tone was hard to calm: "If you want respect and support from others, you can fight for it yourself."

On one hand, they advocate order and justice, and on the other hand, they're willing to sacrifice some! They turn a blind eye and a deaf ear, their vain sense of righteousness utterly laughable.

His tone slowed, and he felt much calmer. A cold smile played on his lips as he put one hand to his forehead, a hint of disdain in his expression.

A hand gently caught the hand pressed against the forehead, and with a soft pull, instantly drew the person into an embrace.

A hot, familiar scent wafted over her, and the beauty instantly felt weak all over, collapsing into his arms. She struggled slightly for a moment, then peacefully enjoyed it.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh," she said softly, a hint of shyness in her voice. She lowered her head and buried it in his arms. She gently found a comfortable position to lie down.

She gave him a gentle hug and a simple smile. "No, it's just that this is the first time I've heard Jingzhai say so much, and I'm a little overwhelmed."

Piaomiaoyue took the initiative to come over and gently sat down on the other side, closely touching.

She chuckled softly, "Sister's tired, she's been exhausted lately."

Jingzhai blushed slightly and gently closed her eyes, no longer speaking.

Seeing Jingzhai like this, Piaomiaoyue said softly, "Recently, Elder Weng has been arranging the planting, and everything is going smoothly so far."

Qinghui just went back to the village to settle things. Yesterday, Wei Si and others gave Yunqing some gifts.

They spoke softly, while everyone else went to handle other matters.

Yun Qing walked away quietly, still feeling a little shy as she looked at the three people before her. Just as she was about to leave, a gentle breeze blew into her lover's arms, and she remained still, too shy to move.

A concerned voice came from beside her, "Qing'er, are you feeling better?"

Yun Qing nodded, almost inaudibly, "Much better, thank you, Chen Lang. I was missing you a little."

Time flew by, and the afterglow of the setting sun arrived. Everyone returned one after another, and Yun Shuni, dressed in a long, fitted dress, rushed in.

Wanqing and Rourou quietly opened the door and went out to give the prepared gifts to their lovers.

Wei Lan brought out a white long gown she had made and let her lover try it on.

...

Time flies, and it's dinner time. Before we knew it, the wedding candles had been lit.

A long, tight-fitting robe made of soft silk, embroidered with a lotus flower or orchid, and tight-fitting cotton shorts—Jiehua brought back several new clothes.

Sleeveless tops and covered skirts. Available in white, black, and lace trim.

A restless night,

The candlelight flickered, her hair swayed in the breeze, and the sound of a nightingale's song, intermittent and continuous, filled the night.

At dawn, the sound ceased.

Exhilarating and unrestrained, I was speechless with joy.

The beautiful woman had fallen into a deep sleep, exhausted. Gently, she covered herself with the blanket and opened the door to go into the courtyard.

At this moment, Cheng Xi was still unaware of what was happening. The large sword in his hand gleamed coldly as he wielded it gently. In the silence and without a sound, it seemed as if he were cutting several cracks in front of him, as if the sword could break apart at any moment.

Several powerful strikes pierced into space and disappeared, and space slowly returned to its original state.

The Qilin appeared in the air, looked at the adult in front of it, and at the terrifying power that had just shocked it, it took a few steps back lightly, as if it had entered space and quickly disappeared.

Nodding, he looked at it with satisfaction. He was becoming more and more proficient at using it. Practice makes perfect, and the ancients were right. He glanced at the sleeping room, a trace of lingering affection and tenderness in his eyes.

With a light leap, he ascended three thousand feet in a single step, walking on clouds and riding the wind, heading towards Huangtu County.

A gentle breeze blew as I looked down at the densely packed pedestrians below, like ants. The first rays of dawn had just begun to penetrate the sky, which was cloudless. The day's work begins in the morning; these hardworking people live for their daily bread.

Children old enough to attend school have begun washing and preparing, and Yun Su is making arrangements for children of all ages, a gentle warmth in her heart. 'If possible, I'll let you have one more day of peace.'

Rows of people were practicing, silent, serious, and hardworking. If only I had a lucky life and I didn't have a bad one, that would be wonderful.

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