“Meng Qingzhou, how is this possible?”
“Not to mention that our cultivation levels are concealed by the Heaven-Watching Secret Technique, making it impossible to be spied upon. Otherwise, we couldn’t have hidden in the Wilderness for so many years without being discovered.”
“The assassination of the previous emperor of Great Jin was our own decision, and very few within Heaven-Watching Pavilion know about it.”
Li Guanyan and Wang Xianjia exchanged secret transmissions, growing more fearful as they spoke, both recalling events from decades ago…
At that time, the Great Jin Dynasty was on the brink of collapse, constantly teetering on the edge of disintegration. The Heavenly Strategy General and the Black-Robed Prime Minister were known as the two pillars of the nation.
But the previous emperor was incompetent and muddle-headed. The two of them struggled to hold the crumbling empire together for decades, yet they saw no future, no hope.
In their despair, a mysterious figure claiming to be an envoy from the Heaven-Watching Pavilion approached them, preaching the Pavilion’s mission and goals, painting a grand blueprint.
Recreate the first Human Emperor, unify Sky State and the Wilderness, and bring ‘authority’ back to the world.
Li Guanyan and Wang Xianjia were overwhelmed with excitement and immediately wanted to join the Heaven-Watching Pavilion.
However, the envoy said they needed to prove their loyalty, and what that proof entailed was for them to figure out.
After much deliberation, they decided to target the previous emperor of Great Jin, conspiring to assassinate him and make it look like an accidental death.
Since then, the two had become secret agents of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion, hidden in the Wilderness.
The memories were so distant that their eyes glazed over for a moment.
“Are you with the garrison commander?” Wang Xianjia asked cautiously, his expression serious.
Meng Qingzhou was puzzled. Garrison commander? What is that?
“Heh…” Meng Qingzhou gave a vague, indifferent smile.
This was the best response, neither confirming nor denying. Whether you speak the truth or lie, you won’t get anything out of me.
Sure enough.
Li Guanyan and Wang Xianjia exchanged a glance, nodded in tacit understanding, and knelt on one knee without hesitation.
“Greetings, my lord.”
“Rise. In the Heaven-Watching Pavilion, there is no high or low, only different roles. We all strive for the same ideal, no need for such formalities,” Meng Qingzhou waved his hand.
Though he didn’t know much else, Meng Qingzhou was well aware of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion’s nature—a high-level pyramid scheme that loved to use grand slogans to brainwash people into believing in equality.
These old foxes were deliberately kneeling to test him, clearly showing their distrust.
“Yes! Does my lord have any orders?” Wang Xianjia asked humbly, removing his cloak to reveal an aged face.
Meng Qingzhou pretended to ponder.
Cursing inwardly at the old foxes, he thought, even after revealing so much, they still don’t trust me. They act respectful, but not a word of truth.
Even at this critical moment, they were still trying to test Meng Qingzhou.
‘These two old fellows are too powerful; I must stabilize them first.’
‘The Heaven-Watching Pavilion’s missions always have a pattern. If I issue a task that doesn’t fit, it will expose me.’
‘The Pavilion’s goal is to unify the two realms and recreate the first Human Emperor. Any mission must align with this.’
After some thought, Meng Qingzhou finally spoke slowly:
“The higher-ups want you to help Great Jin destroy the Northern Sejong Alliance. This is good, but I have a question. Sky State is not yet unified, and only two forces in the Wilderness can still contend with Great Jin. Why not suppress them now instead of aiding them?”
Li Guanyan frowned, looking puzzled, and asked tentatively:
“You don’t know?”
Aren’t you a big shot in the Heaven-Watching Pavilion? How could you not know this?
Suspicious.
Slap!
“Idiot!” Meng Qingzhou slapped Li Guanyan on the head, scolding, “If I knew everything, why would I need you?”
Though Li Guanyan was suspicious, he didn’t dare take the risk. Holding back his anger, he said quietly:
“I don’t know the specifics. The mission only says to help Great Jin destroy the Northern Sejong Alliance and accelerate the collision between Great Jin and the Western Buddhist Kingdom.”
“As for killing… the Space-Time Sword Saint, that was Young Master Ji’s idea.”
Hearing this, Meng Qingzhou fell into deep thought.
Accelerate the collision between Great Jin and the Western Buddhist Kingdom?
Does that make sense?
…
No!
Meng Qingzhou’s heart skipped a beat, feeling suffocated.
The Heaven-Watching Pavilion wants Great Jin and the Western Buddhist Kingdom to destroy each other, then sweep them both away, eliminating all unstable factors in the Wilderness.
This means…
The Pavilion has already chosen the next Human Emperor!
It must be Ji Wushuang.
Meng Qingzhou’s emotions were turbulent, but he gradually calmed down.
The Pavilion choosing the next Human Emperor means a great catastrophe is about to sweep across Sky State and the Wilderness.
The accelerated historical process is all because the Mandate of Heaven protagonist died.
With Zhao Gou dead, the Pavilion had to choose Ji Wushuang. No one else could compare to him, so the decision was made quickly.
“Understood. You may go now and follow the higher-ups’ orders,” Meng Qingzhou said indifferently.
“And… Young Master Ji’s orders…” Wang Xianjia asked, smiling obsequiously.
Meng Qingzhou replied coldly, “What? Do you want to kill me?”
Wang Xianjia quickly apologized, “No, no.”
Then, Wang Xianjia signaled to Li Guanyan, opened the door, and withdrew his Sword Sense of Time and Space. Both left with their own schemes in mind.
In the attic, only Meng Qingzhou remained, standing by the window, feeling the strong wind.
“Why has everything turned out this way?” Meng Qingzhou sighed.
The Heaven-Watching Pavilion is about to sweep across the world, bringing a dark catastrophe where all beings will become stepping stones, paving a path to the heavens for the Human Emperor.
No one can avoid it; no one can escape.
In the original plot, even the Mandate of Heaven protagonist didn’t eliminate the Pavilion, nor did he truly confront it.
The Pavilion simply deemed the timing wrong and continued to hide, waiting for the next era to recreate the first Human Emperor.
As for Zhao Gou, he was never a savior. The Pavilion didn’t provoke him, and he was happy to stay idle, ending things hastily.
The Pavilion’s ultimate means were never revealed.
So, even Meng Qingzhou, who had read the entire original plot, knew very little about the Pavilion.
“What are you thinking about?” Suddenly, a pair of soft hands gently wrapped around Meng Qingzhou’s arm, and a head naturally leaned on his shoulder.
Meng Qingzhou said helplessly, “Your Majesty, there’s no one here. Do we really need to act so diligently?”
“Of course, we must play the part fully. It’s a matter of national destiny, after all.”
“Fine, you always have a point. I can’t argue with you.”
“So, what are you thinking about?”
…
Meng Qingzhou looked up, expressionless, and said:
“I’m thinking about whether to be a carefree, indifferent salt fish, ignoring the bloodshed of the world, or to turn over a new leaf and be a savior. Which is better?”
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