Translator: Noodletown Translations  Editor: Noodletown Translations

“How about the issue in Jiangnan…”

Snap!

“Everything is ready, and we just need a trigger!” Ji Wuyou placed a black chess piece on the chessboard.

“In fact, that small shop named Origins did us a favor…” Ji Wuyou said coldly, “It attracted the attention of so many major forces, and they let down their guard. It is quite a feat!”

“Right.” A hoa.r.s.e voice came from the shadows. “Thanks to this small shop, our arrangements in the Jiangnan Region have accelerated by 30 percent!”

“At his great age, he still craves power and doesn't want to give up being the head of the Nalan Family…” Ji Wuyou snickered. “Now, he doesn't have to hand it over. He can take it to the grave with him.”

“Your Highness, we have done an investigation of the issue you mentioned.” At this moment, a figure in black appeared in the courtyard.

“Speak!”

“Two hundred years ago, Nalan Hongwu led 50,000 soldiers of Jin and battled with Fu Beihai at the Sky Prison Mountain.”

“Fu…” Ji Wuyou said, “Now, we rarely hear this family name…”

“Before Dajin was established, this land was full of major families and complicated forces of all sizes…” Ji Wuyou said, “The biggest resistant force was…”

“It was the families by the Kirin Cliff, and they were headed by the Fu Family,” the man in black reported. “According to our investigation…”

He took out an exquisitely-made scroll.

“Fu Beihai lived at the Kirin Cliff while his ambition spread all over the south. In the era which was filled with heroes, he even won such a high evaluation… Interesting!”

“These two men had been best friends?!” Ji Wuyou was a little surprised since those rebellious families were mortal enemies of Dajin!

“After the battle at the Sky Prison Mountain, Nalan Hongwu's personality had changed greatly? Even other people in the Nalan Family didn't dare to mention it?”

While reading the reports, Ji Wuyou's expression changed several times. “I heard that Nalan Hongwu's talent is as high as that of Ji Xuantong. But for some reason, his cultivation progress suddenly slowed down, and it has stopped progressing for more than 100 years… Otherwise, we'd have to think twice before we make plans in the Jiangnan Region!”

Ji Wuyou suddenly laughed, “I just said that I needed a trigger, and now it came!”

“A small mental issue will cause great damage! Since this Nalan Hongwu is old and useless, I can deal with him if I make plans carefully!”

“The throne of Dajin should have been pa.s.sed down to the branch of my Ji Family in East Ocean. What abilities does Ji Wu have? How come he can sit on the throne? And they just gave us the t.i.tle of East Ocean Regional King? What a joke!”

“In fact, the other three Regional Kings have given us their secret support. When we take down the Nalan Family and the other big families in the Jiangnan Region, Ji Wu's support will be crippled. Ji Xuantong, since you didn't pa.s.s the throne to my branch, we'll take it ourselves!

“After all, only the most powerful can sit on the throne!”

– On the next day, when Nalan Hongwu was about to finish Silent Hill 2 –

“Elder Fu… Did I make a mistake at that time?”

“Master, you did your duty as a member of Dajin…” Elder Fu said, “You can't dwell on this.”

“What if I was defeated in that battle?”

“…” Elder Fu fell silent.

He spoke after a long time, “You did it for this country, and one can use all kinds of schemes on the battlefield. There are many ways of explaining this, Master.”

Nalan Hongwu was silent.

One would have to do anything to achieve a great purpose, which was common sense. However, not everyone could overcome the sense of guilt in their hearts.

A lightning bolt flashed in the nightly sky and illuminated their pale faces.

Then, it began to rain.

Looking at the cold rain, he had to admit that the games in this shop were miraculous.

It could make people examine their conscience step by step!

After walking into the shop, he found the atmosphere was as cheerful as usual, but he felt like an outsider these days.

Opening the game, he saw the darkness in Silent Hill 2 that threatened to swallow him.

Looking at his own tombstone, Nalan Hongwu controlled the main character to jump down with his heart in his throat.

He continued until he got the videotape.

While watching the crime that the main character committed, Nalan Hongwu seemed to see his own past.

The memories came back to him as clear as day.

“Before we enter the battle, let's drink another cup of liquor. From now on, we'll fight with our lives!”

The man before him lifted the liquor cup and said, “You once asked me who my favorite warrior is. I will tell you now; it's the ancient grandmaster, Bo Yue.”

When Nalan Hongwu was surprised that his opponent brought up this topic, he instantly drank the liquor and slashed down his last combat technique while looking at his opponent's slightly surprised face since the latter's warrior qi froze.

According to the legends of warriors, Bo Yue and Tian Heng were two famous warriors in the ancient times.

In their last battle, Bo Yue was more powerful, but he was defeated and killed. Before he died, he said, “I'm old; I must leave something to the young ones who are coming up.”

About 100 years later came the first Emperor Warrior who could stand in the air.

Remembering the distant past that he hadn't been able to face, Nalan Hongwu suddenly s.h.i.+vered.

When he finally stood before the past which was hidden in his heart, those events seemed to have a new meaning to him.

Although he couldn't remove all the sentiments from his mind, most of the darkness that was suppressed inside him for many years had now evaporated!

He decided to go and find the answer!

Nalan Hongwu walked out of the internet cafe. “Elder Fu, let's go to Sky Prison Mountain!”

Nalan Mingxue walked out of the internet cafe.

“Ugh? It's raining?” She glanced up at the sky in surprise.

She frowned since she had felt uneasy recently.

“What's wrong, Ms. Nalan?” Lan Yan asked.

“Lan Yan, do you still remember the incident when all the shops in Jiuhua City boycotted Mr. Fang's shop?” Nalan Mingxue asked.

“Isn't it in the past?” Lan Yan was baffled.

“No…” Nalan Mingxue said, “I have a feeling that things are not that simple. I feel like there's an invisible hand pus.h.i.+ng things forward.”

– Sky Prison Mountain –

“Your Highness! I found it!” A man in black walked up. In his hand was a heavy and cold black sword.

In the valley not far from him, there was a tomb that was almost hidden by weeds.

“Excellent sword!” Even though this sword had been buried in the ground for over 200 years, the body of the sword showed no sign of erosion.

After he cleaned it with a silk cloth, it looked as good as new.

“The whole thing is quite clear now, and we know that it has some deep meaning in Nalan Hongwu's mind,” Ji Wuyou said, “If he faces the sword once used by Fu Beihai, Nalan Hongwu will lose his calm! It will reduce his strength by at least 20 percent! Go and take this sword to Shangguan Yuan, the head of the No. 2 Family in the Jiangnan Region. He has been scheming for a long time, and I am guessing that he is more impatient than I am!”

“With all the arrangements that I have made in the Jiangnan Region over the last few years, the Jiangnan will soon belong to me. Without Nalan, I will see how Ji Wu can battle with our East Ocean Royal Branch!”

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