“Both of you, this village is too small to withstand any turmoil. Follow me.”
Meng Qingzhou slightly bent his knees and then burst forward like an arrow leaving the bowstring. His figure rapidly expanded in the eyes of Pu Lingzi and the Yin-Yang Elder, and then he slashed with his sword.
[Space. Stop Inch].
This strike didn’t land on anything tangible; it cleaved through the void. The space within a hundred-mile radius seemed to be wiped clean like an eraser had passed over it.
In the blink of an eye, when Pu Lingzi came to his senses, the scenery before him had completely changed, and they were now outside the Capital.
“Swordsmanship can be used like this? No wonder even the Young Master covets this path,” Pu Lingzi exclaimed in awe.
Throughout history, all sword cultivators have focused solely on killing power, with the ultimate pursuit being the might of their Sword Sense. None were as versatile as Meng Qingzhou.
Meanwhile.
In Present Village, at the Green Tiles Small House.
Dongfang Liuli’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly expanded her Divine Sense to search for Meng Qingzhou’s location. When she saw his familiar figure appear in the mountains outside the Imperial Capital, she breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to herself:
“Thank goodness, the teleportation distance was far enough.”
Su Qingqiu was also frightened and patted her chest, saying:
“If the teleportation distance had been too short, he might have ended up somewhere inside the Imperial Capital.”
At that moment, Meng Qingzhou would think he had teleported outside Present Village, only to find himself surrounded by bustling crowds. Upon closer listening, he would exclaim, “Isn’t this the Great Jin Capital?”
When did my cultivation become so profound?
Upon further reflection, he would realize, “Wait! Have I never left the Capital?”
And then, to his horror, he would discover that his wife was actually the reigning Empress!
It’s over, the sky is falling! The woman he least wanted to be involved with turned out to be his wife! Divorce!
That scene was too beautiful to imagine.
Just thinking about it made Su Qingqiu’s scalp tingle. She still wanted to enjoy a sweet romantic relationship and didn’t want to see a pure love couple turn into a large-scale divorce drama.
“Hurry! Tell Jiang Canghai to enlarge the Map of Mountains and Rivers to cover the entire Capital. Not a single detail must be leaked,” Dongfang Liuli urgently commanded.
A minister who had been eavesdropping outside pushed open the courtyard gate. Upon hearing this, his face darkened slightly.
“Your Majesty…”
“The Prime Minister… has already led the army to battle, mobilizing a million troops and carrying the Imperial Treasure, the Map of Mountains and Rivers, to sweep across the Western Buddhist Kingdom with thunderous force.”
The minister knelt on the ground, silently shedding tears.
Dongfang Liuli frowned, her thoughts turning quickly. She understood why Jiang Canghai had taken such action, but she remained calm and asked:
“What about Qin Fenghuo? Why didn’t he stop him?”
The minister’s head lowered even further, his voice weak: “The Big Column Kingdom has also entered a closed-door cultivation, aiming to break through to the Morning Glow stage in one go.”
Dongfang Liuli fell completely silent, not speaking for a long time.
The two pillars of the Great Jin Dynasty, each in their own way, were fulfilling their responsibilities and duties as the Pillars of the State, each embarking on a path of self-sacrifice.
As an emperor, she had no reason to blame them. She merely cast her gaze outside the Imperial Capital.
“Tell me, am I a failed emperor?” Dongfang Liuli suddenly became very quiet, her tone as calm as water.
The court officials all knelt, bowing their heads, and said in unison: “Your Majesty’s achievements will be remembered for eternity, your lifespan as long as the heavens!”
Sister Qiong impatiently gazed at the back of the Sword Saint, wanting to join the battle. But then she thought.
Wait, the Master went out to fight for Dongfang Liuli, a seductive third party! Should I, the rightful wife from thirty thousand years ago, also help the Master fight for a vixen?
Not right!
Thinking of this, Sister Qiong became even more frustrated. Suddenly, she heard Dongfang Liuli’s somewhat dejected question and said unceremoniously:
“At least you have some self-awareness. Without the Sword Saint, Jiang Canghai, and Qin Fenghuo, the Great Jin would have long been destroyed. How could you talk about unifying the world?”
The court officials immediately became furious. Those who could play the role of villagers in Present Village were all Dongfang Liuli’s staunch loyalists, the kind who could abandon their parents and children but must defend the emperor to the death.
Upon hearing Sister Qiong’s words, they jumped to their feet, pointing at her and cursing:
“Where did this yellow-haired girl come from? Her Majesty’s achievements are evident to all. When other countries were still practicing class distinctions, Her Majesty was the first to say: Let Divine Powers be taken from the heavens and used for the people!”
“Using great Divine Powers to build the nation, open canals, cast nine cauldrons, control natural disasters, and increase harvests.”
“She was also the first to erase the gap between cultivators and ordinary people, promulgating cultivation methods so that every citizen of the Great Jin had the right to cultivate!”
“In just three years since ascending the throne, she has wiped out dozens of nations, revitalizing the once-crumbling Great Jin Dynasty, even giving hope of unifying the Wilderness. Such an emperor is no less than the first Human Emperor!”
“If you don’t understand, shut up. It’s a disgrace that you, a court official of the Great Jin, don’t even know the basic virtue of gratitude. You are unworthy of being human!”
…
…
Sister Qiong’s initially disdainful expression gradually turned serious. She then took a deep look at Dongfang Liuli and said no more.
Hmm… Although I’m still very annoyed and jealous, even if this woman is very capable, she can’t take my Sword Saint away.
And making the Sword Saint fight for you is too much!
“Everyone, calm down,” Dongfang Liuli said very calmly, waving her hand. “First of all, this young lady is not a citizen of the Great Jin. Secondly, she is indeed not human.”
Court officials: ?
Your Majesty, are you cursing? We curse out of loyalty, but if you curse, it damages your prestige.
Sister Qiong nodded and said, “You all heard it. I’m really not human, and I haven’t eaten a single grain of rice from the Great Jin.”
Dongfang Liuli turned her head to look at Sister Qiong, her red lips slightly parted: “Can you do me a favor?”
Sister Qiong looked at her suspiciously.
Hey! This woman is actually asking for help.
“Tell me first, and I’ll decide after listening.” Sister Qiong crossed her arms, her chin held high.
“Play the role of the Empress and help Qingzhou,” Dongfang Liuli said.
Sister Qiong frowned and said:
“Why don’t you go yourself? The Sword Saint is fighting for you.”
Dongfang Liuli shook her head and said very calmly:
“I can’t. Maybe because those two are targeting me, Qingzhou planted a strand of Sword Sense on me before he acted, allowing him to sense my state at any time. So… please.”
“I don’t want Qingzhou to encounter danger because of me.”
The dignified Empress, at this moment, spoke sincerely, like a true virtuous wife and loving mother, pleading with someone to take care of her husband working outside.
Sister Qiong’s smile froze, and her gaze slowly moved up and down, scrutinizing Dongfang Liuli.
Are you showing off?
Absolutely!
Why can the Sword Saint care so much about you, while I, not only have to suffer in silence but also help you fight?
“Can you stop looking so certain that I’ll help? It’s very disrespectful, you know. I’m very annoyed,” Sister Qiong said coldly.
“If not for me, then for your Sword Saint. Won’t you help?” Dongfang Liuli retorted.
Sister Qiong’s eye twitched a few times, and she glared fiercely at Dongfang Liuli.
Damn it, I’ll get my revenge someday!
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