Jiang Wuqi's life was short.
From that winter night in the 38th year of the Yuanfeng Era to this morning in the 55th year of the Yuanfeng Era.
He dragged his sick body for seventeen years.
Emperor Qi invited famous doctors from all over the world and promised great benefits. No one thought that Jiang Wuqi could live past ten years old.
He was already seventeen this year.
He fought against death alone for the remaining seven years. He fought for it day by day.
The cold poison entered his body from the womb. The higher his cultivation, the stronger the cold poison.
Cultivation was to die. If he didn't cultivate, he would be waiting for death.
Jiang Wuqi knew early on that fate didn't give him more choices.
The two paths ahead and behind were all dead ends.
Every day that he lived, he endured great pain. Every bowl of medicine he drank was unspeakably bitter, and every treatment he received was torture.
He stubbornly lived on.
Imperial Physician Wen said that the Inner Mansion was the limit. If he took another step forward, the cold poison would act up and he would die.
He only asked, "What if I reached the Divine Realm in one step?"
Imperial Physician Wen said that he would die if he entered the Outer Mansion. He would also die if he entered the Divine Realm. Only Dongzhen could cut off the cold poison, but it was almost impossible to reach Dongzhen with one step.
He only said, "Then I will reach Dongzhen with one step."
He dragged the cold poison into his body to create endless possibilities.
He endured the pain every moment to open up a legend that belonged to him, Jiang Wuqi.
It was such a simple thought for a person to live.
But for Jiang Wuqi, it was such a difficult wish.
Unfortunately, his footsteps forever stopped in the autumn of the 55th year of the Yuanfeng Era.
He froze in the majestic Ziji Palace. In the center of Da Qi's power, he silently turned into an ice sculpture.
How should he evaluate him?
Just like the lonely question he asked in the Longevity Palace.
"Who am I?"
The Emperor of Da Qi was silent.
He raised his hand as if he wanted to touch Jiang Wuqi's cheek. But his hand hovered in the air and remained still for a long time.
The luxurious and majestic Emperor's robe and the snow-white fox fur coat that had turned into an ice sculpture silently faced each other.
And the hand that could change the world with a flip of its palm was finally put down in loneliness.
From now on, he could never touch it again.
Previously, Jiang Wuqi was naked and holding a jade in his mouth. He knelt in front of the Purple Extreme Hall and waited for his trial. The Emperor took away the jade in his mouth and forgave him, but he also distanced himself from him.
And today, Jiang Wuqi finally asked him to return that piece of white jade. It was to show that he had found his own innocence.
The Son of Heaven's robes were majestic and luxurious. Naturally, he was high and mighty, causing others to prostrate themselves before him. The pearls hanging down from the flat imperial crown were also filled with time, concealing all the emotions of the Eastern Region Supremacy.
The Son of Heaven cannot be unsuspicious.
The heart of the Son of Heaven could not be guessed clearly.
The grace of the heavens was as vast as the sea, and the might of the heavens was unpredictable.
He, Jiang Shu, was undoubtedly a qualified Emperor.
But in the end, Jiang Wuqi called himself … his son.
How did he respond to his son?
The supreme being of the Da Qi Empire stood in the Purple Extreme Palace for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking.
Until Han Ling held back his grief and said softly, "Your Majesty, the two people captured by the Eleventh Prince … how should we deal with them?"
Only then did the Son of Heaven seem to wake up.
He turned around and walked towards the Pill Emperor.
The pearls streaked across the air like a final farewell.
And his voice seemed to fall from the Ninth Heaven, so indifferent and distant —
"Cut them into pieces."
Only now did this mighty lord, who ruled over the Eastern Region and subdued the world, finally show some emotion.
There was no need to probe, no need for information, no need to negotiate, and no need to pursue clues.
He only wanted them to die in the most miserable way.
This was a father's memorial to his son.
The tall Pill Emperor finally walked to the end. Dressed in his robes, the Son of Heaven turned around and sat down on the indescribably noble dragon throne.
The light of the Red Sun Pearl could not penetrate the pearls, casting a shadow on the Son of Heaven's face.
This Purple Extreme Hall was too tall and spacious. It also made the people in the hall seem too lonely.
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…
Jiang Wang received the news on the road to Qi —
The Eleventh Prince of Da Qi, Jiang Wuqi, the Palace Master of Changsheng Palace, died in the Purple Extreme Hall at the age of 17.
Along with this news, Jiang Wuqi used himself as bait to catch all the spies of the Pingping State in Qi.
From the inspection office in the capital to the Imperial City Guards, and then to the Rain Beheading Army that was on duty in the capital …
A total of 23 spies of the Pingping State were caught!
The last time the State of Xia tied up the high-level officials of the Shenlin Realm of the Pingping State and sent them to Qi, they did not manage to dig out any important figures.
And this time, the 23 spies weaved a huge dark net in Qi. They did not know each other and only acted for the same goal when necessary.
Among them, there was no lack of high-level officials. There was the doctor of the Ministry of Rites who presided over the ceremony, the third-rank Blue Medal Arrester Li Youge who came from the four Blue Medal aristocratic families … and even the commander of the Rain Beheading Army, Yan Tu!
The commander of the nine soldiers was actually a high-level official of the Pingping State!
This was almost impossible in the other hegemonic countries.
Only Qi, as the "youngest" hegemonic country among the top six in the world, rose too quickly and expanded too quickly. In the process, many hidden dangers were buried.
Qi's iron hooves swept across the Eastern Region, conquered countless countries, and absorbed countless talents. While it expanded rapidly, it also created too much hatred and buried too much pain.
This was an experience that every hegemonic country had. They needed enough history to digest it.
The current Qi was obviously too "young".
Yan Tu was a general who had already fought for Qi when Jiang Shu was still the Crown Prince. If he did not give himself away this time, who would be able to discern his true intentions?
But this time, Jiang Wuqi had used himself as bait to dig out all the old acne that had been buried in Qi Guo's body.
Even if there were some acne that escaped the net, they were just small fries and could not pose any threat.
"What's wrong? The news about the Eleventh Prince seems to have touched you a lot?" Chung Geng Sheng asked in the moving carriage.
The army had left Xingyue Plain one after another. The army of the Xu Empire was still in the hands of the people of Xu Empire. Apart from the Xu Empire's Li Shuwen, all the other geniuses, who had led the army into battle, could also take a rest.
Of course, although they returned from Tianjiao with great honors, they could not all go the same way. Of course, they were close and distant.
For example, Chung Geng Sheng immediately pulled Jiang Wang into his carriage and asked him all kinds of stories about the outer world.
Except for Jiang Wang who did not plan to participate in the war, the Tianjiao of Qi all brought their own attendants or soldiers. They all had their own personal guards on the battlefield. Now, the people who brought Qi back were also these people. When they split up, Chung Geng Sheng, Yan Fu, and Li Longchuan even gathered a group of personal guards for Jiang Wang. Unfortunately, Jiang Wang left the battlefield at night and did not use them.
This time, after they returned, the Tianjiao's attendants formed a carriage.
Honestly, Jiang Wang wanted to sit with Brother Yan. It was not that he coveted the luxury of a luxurious carriage. He was simply "smart and studious" and liked to chat with learned people.
Besides, although Chung Geng Sheng's carriage was not bad, it was a little crowded with a big fat man on the right and an iron lump on the opposite side.
Lord Jiang had enjoyed a lot of wealth. When he could avoid suffering, he did not want to suffer anymore.
Amidst the rumbling of the wheels, Zhong Xuansheng continued, "I remember that he even targeted you at Mount Yunwu."
"He was not against me. At that time, he was protecting the dignity of the imperial family. Besides … "Jiang Wang turned his head and looked out of the window.
Chung Geng Sheng also learned about the Eleventh Prince's death through an emergency channel. Now, not everyone knew about it. The returning troops were still immersed in the joy of the victory in Xingyue Plain. Most of them were looking forward to the rewards after they returned.
He sighed. "For a person like the Eleventh Prince, even if he stands on the opposite side, it's hard to make people hate him."
Chung Geng Sheng thought for a while and nodded. "I can't deny that."
"Speaking of which …" Jiang Wang said, "After I returned from the Yellow River Gathering and presented the gifts in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the Eleventh Prince summoned me alone."
"I know about that," Chung Geng Sheng said casually, "Didn't those princes try to recruit you?"
Jiang Wang shook his head. "The Eleventh Prince summoned me not to recruit me, but to compare notes with me."
Zhongxuan Sheng's crooked sitting posture towards Fourteen suddenly straightened up. Although he straightened up, he still looked like a puddle of fat. After all, he looked somewhat serious, "Spar with you?"
"Yes." Jiang Wang said, "He said he wanted to see who was the best in the world."
"That doesn't sound like something he would say …" Chung Geng Sheng said, "Looks like you won."
Jiang Wang glanced at him. "You have so much confidence in me?"
Chung Geng Sheng said, "With your personality, if you lose, you'll be too embarrassed to bear the title of the best in the history of the Qing Dynasty."
"After the Soul Breaking Gorge, of course, I was confident that I was the best in the world. But at that time … "Jiang Wang said with some regret," In a situation where we couldn't determine life and death, although I didn't lose, I couldn't beat him either. "
Chung Geng Sheng was moved. "Can he really compete with the champion in the Inner Mansion Stage?"
"He may be stronger than you think," Jiang Wang said.
Chung Geng Sheng somewhat understood. "The Eleventh Prince is indeed a person who makes people feel sorry. His mindset often makes people overlook his age. I really didn't expect that he would have such an unconventional time … Hey, he even asked you to compare notes with him and asked who was the best in the world. "
Challenging Tianjiao, who was at the same level as Jiang Wuqi, to prove his bravery, was indeed not something that Jiang Wuqi would do.
With his mindset and breadth of mind, he should be focusing on the general trend of the world.
Even Jiang Wang himself, when he went to the Longevity Palace, was actually prepared to reject the recruitment and wanted to make things clear with Jiang Wuqi. He didn't expect to welcome a pinnacle duel.
Jiang Wuqi's ability to control the universe with a flip of his palm had left a deep impression on him. Jiang Wuqi's ability to break open the Fire World like a butcher dismembering an ox had also opened up a path for him to further perfect the Fire World Technique.
Now that he thought about it …
Had the young Eleventh Prince already decided to use himself as bait at that time?
The "unconventional" that Chung Geng Sheng said about Jiang Wuqi was the last of his youthful spirit …
"I heard that he reached the Immortal Realm in one step at Mount Yunwu and subdued two Immortal Realm cultivators with a flip of his palm. I really want to know if he can compete with me at the peak of the Inner Mansion Stage if he's not sick … "
Jiang Wang shook his head. "Unfortunately, there will never be an answer."
If Guan Yan couldn't become a Star Lord, the monk with the best comprehension in the past 500 years of the Xuankong Temple would only be a lost story.
Jiang Wuqi had withered to this day, and not many people knew that he also had the opportunity to compete for the Invincible Inner Mansion.
There were so many heroes since ancient times, but they were all history's dust!
It was a pity and a nostalgic memory.
A noise came from outside the carriage. Jiang Wang looked and found that the group was about to leave the Xu Country. The Xu Country's army was continuously dispersing.
Not long after, a tall and thin young man with gentle eyebrows approached the carriage. He had a sincere expression on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "The boundary marker is in front of us. Even if we can see each other off for a thousand miles, we still have to part in the end. I will never forget the friendship of fighting side by side on the battlefield. I only hope that Brother Jiang and Brother Chongxuan will rise to the top and achieve great things! "
The person who came was Li Shuwen of the Tianjiao of the Xu Country.
Judging from his appearance, he must have come here in one carriage after another.
Not far behind him was a cold-faced woman riding on a horse. She was the Xu Country's Immortal Realm expert, Lady Xidu.
"Since we are all in the Eastern Region, we will meet again." Jiang Wang returned the salute very seriously. "I also hope that Brother Li will be safe and happy, and that everything will go smoothly."
Lady Xidu stopped her horse not far away. In fact, it was also a kind of support for Li Shuwen. She was probably worried that Li Shuwen would not be respected if he came to visit alone.
However, as a Immortal Realm expert and a high-level expert of the Xu Country, she could not personally knock on the carriages one by one to say goodbye to the young Tianjiao of the Qi. Therefore, such a situation was formed. Some small countries were very cautious and sad.
They had to express their respect for the Qi while preserving their self-esteem as much as possible. It was not easy to grasp the propriety.
After exchanging greetings with Li Shuwen, Jiang Wang cupped his hands and bowed to Lady Xidu from afar without saying anything.
Lady Xidu nodded slightly as a return of the salute.
In this war, the Xu Country had won a nominal victory. The resources and support of the Qi would not be small. However, those soldiers who died on the battlefield were really dead. Without enough time, they could not be replenished.
It was a victory and a defeat. They lost the future.
It was inevitable to sigh when looking at the backs of the Tianjiao of the Xu Country and the high-level experts of the Xu Country.
After Li Shuwen walked away, Chung Geng Sheng said slowly, "Do you remember what I told you? In the war in Xingyue Plain, in order to limit the scale of the war, we had better not kill more than three people from the Tianjiao of the Jing Country. "
Jiang Wang looked at him.
He continued, "In the Jing Country, this quota is five."
Chung Geng Sheng did not say anything else, but he had already said everything.
The truth of the world was sometimes extremely cruel.
Compared to the Qi Country, the Jing Country was stronger, so the Jing Country had more space to kill.
Today, the Xu Country's army suffered heavy casualties. Under the care of Lady Xidu, Li Shuwen had to say goodbye and greet the Tianjiao of the Qi Country one by one. Wasn't it for the same reason?
As the "Theory of Force" said, "So what? The strong and the weak are different! "
Jiang Wang was silent for a moment.
But what he thought about was not how cruel the world was.
But at this moment, Chung Geng Sheng, who was sitting in the same carriage with him.
Chung Geng Sheng always emphasized to him how cruel the world was, and always made him recognize the so-called "reality". But when he was in danger, this fat man always stood by his side.
"Okay." Jiang Wang patted his butt and got up, "I'll go talk to Brother Yan Xian!"
"Talk about what?" Chung Geng Sheng asked casually.
Jiang Wang glanced at him and said arrogantly, "It's a topic between scholars."
Chung Geng Sheng tried to open his eyes wide, Jiang Wang lifted the curtain of the carriage and left proudly.
The fat man snorted discontentedly.
He turned his head and said to Sifu, "Did you see that? Xu Gaogao has really led him astray with his arrogance. "
As he spoke, he leaned towards Sifu, "He finally left! Let me tell you, he's just an eyesore! "
Sifu kept silent and put the black heavy sword between her and Chung Geng Sheng.
Chung Geng Sheng turned around naturally and lay on the other side of the carriage.
"It's really boring on the road."
He said dryly.
Sifu did not say a word.
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