"Yes, Your Highness!"
The Eagle's voice came from outside the carriage. Although he didn't know what was going on, the Eagle still instinctively obeyed Wang Chong's orders. At any time, Wang Chong's orders could never be wrong. This had already been proven countless times.
"Wang Chong, has something happened in the northwest?"
A gentle voice came from the side. Xu Yi-qin was sitting next to him, looking at Wang Chong's profile. She had known Wang Chong for so long, but she had never seen him so solemn.
Wang Chong said nothing, only gave a slight nod as he recalled the words Li Junxian had said at the top of the stairs.
Su Hanshan! Li Siye!
In the blink of an eye, a thought flashed through his mind. Wang Chong recalled the two people in the northwest. In this period of time, Wang Chong had been so busy dealing with matters in the capital that he had neglected the situation on the border. The seizure of military authority and suppression of the entire military had not been Wang Chong himself, but the retreating Qixi Protectorate and the subordinates Wang Chong had left behind.
A Confucian army supervisor and even a commander-in-chief was something that had never happened before. Wang Chong didn't need to investigate to know that many people in the army were unconvinced. Once they clashed with the Confucians in the army, they would definitely be used by the Confucians. From the resolve Li Junxian had displayed, he would not show the slightest mercy.
The carriage rumbled off to the east. Flapflap!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh. In just a few moments, an eagle soared into the sky, carrying a letter with it as it hurriedly flew toward the northwest. Wang Chong looked through the carriage window at the departing eagle and inwardly sighed in relief. No matter what, with this letter, there wouldn't be too many conflicts in the army.
As long as Su Hanshan and Li Siye weren't too impulsive, they wouldn't give the other side any leverage.
"Your Highness …"
After an unknown amount of time, a voice came from outside the carriage. The Eagle hesitated, wanting to say something but hesitating.
"Speak."
Wang Chong said with his eyes closed.
"… Since you've already discovered him, why didn't Your Highness attack him? At least capture him. This way, they can minimize their losses to the Tang dynasty! "
The Eagle said.
When Wang Chong entered the Drunken Moon Tower, the Eagle had been waiting outside. All the intelligence personnel were hidden in the surroundings, surrounding the place so tightly that even a fly could be seen clearly. The Eagle had thought that Wang Chong would definitely take action and capture the culprit after he had finally found the culprit after so much effort. The crisis this time would be resolved once and for all.
But after waiting outside for so long, apart from the slight tremor at the beginning, there was only silence. Nothing else happened after that.
"The Eagle, I know what you're thinking, but now is not the time!"
Wang Chong closed his eyes and calmly said, "And killing him won't solve the problem!"
"Moreover, killing him won't solve the problem at all!"
The Eagle and the others did not understand that they were not fighting a single person, or an unprecedented faction. It was impossible for a young man of twenty-six or twenty-seven to rely on his own strength to control the Grand Preceptor, King Qi, the Prime Minister, and the First Prince. Behind him, there was an even more powerful force.
Li Junxian was only the leader they had chosen. Killing him wouldn't solve the problem. That faction could eliminate a new leader.
Moreover, the people in the restaurant did not represent a martial arts sect, but a spirit and ideology that had been passed down for thousands of years. They had suppressed the military, summoned him from Khorasan, and suppressed the military not through martial arts, but through ideology, spirit, and strategy.
In a battle of this level, martial arts were not very useful. The body could be destroyed, but the spirit and ideology could not be so easily destroyed. And even if he killed Li Junxian, he could still interfere in the Imperial Court and continue suppressing the Bureau of Military Personnel and the military. This was why Wang Chong had not attacked.
But now that he had finally found the leader of this faction and tracked him down, once he killed him, those people could quickly choose another leader. At that time, it would be even more difficult for Wang Chong to find and understand them. When a faction moved from the light to the shadows, it was almost impossible to capture.
Moreover, Old Eagle and the others had neglected one most important factor: Li Junxian's martial arts!
Wang Chong once more recalled the scene in the restaurant where he had touched wine cups with Li Junxian and tested each other's strength.
At present, Wang Chong's cultivation was unrivaled in the world, infinitesimally close to the Subtle realm. But if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed that there was someone in the same generation as him who possessed a similar level of cultivation.
That white-robed youth in the restaurant, Li Junxian, possessed unfathomable strength, definitely surpassing the Great Great General level, and in terms of Psychic Energy, he was probably even stronger than Masil!
The reason why Wang Chong was able to reach such a level of cultivation at the tender age of eighteen was due to the experience of his two lives and his constant hard work. In addition, he possessed a wondrous technique like the 'Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art', which allowed him to constantly absorb energy from all kinds of powerful opponents. However, the other party was only twenty-six or twenty-seven, yet he possessed such a powerful cultivation, able to stand on equal footing with him. This wasn't something that could be explained by 'hard work'.
Behind him, there was a powerful and unimaginable force!
The Confucian Sect!
A thought instantly emerged in Wang Chong's mind. Wang Chong had carefully observed the Confucians in Drunken Moon Pavilion and noticed that a considerable number of them had a black insignia on their wrists, identical to the one on the three Confucian experts who had taken over his military authority in Khorasan. At the start, Wang Chong had only vaguely sensed that he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember where.
But in this period of time, Wang Chong finally remembered. He had never seen this unique insignia in this life, but it came from his memories. When the last of the human experts had gathered together at the end of the world, a group of Confucian experts had this unique insignia on their wrists. They had been running around, loudly proclaiming their theories, and they were extremely unique in the apocalyptic world.
Later on, the otherworldly invaders had once more invaded the camp, and these people and some other apocalyptic experts had vanished in that battle.
Wang Chong had not paid any special attention to them. He only knew that they called themselves the 'Confucian Sect' and that they had a black insignia on their wrists that ordinary Confucians did not have.
The two were identical.
In the cycle of history, when he was reborn and changed the southwest and Talas, pushing the power of the Tang Dynasty and the influence of the militarists to its peak, history began to change. The Confucian Sect, which had not appeared in his last life, stepped onto the stage of history and began to suppress the militarists.
"Let's go! Let's go back first! "
Wang Chong quickly came back to his senses.
The enemy's tracks had been revealed, and the culprit behind the curtain had been revealed. He needed to think of a countermeasure.
… …
"Young Master, this is impossible! How could he know about our Confucian Sect!?"
As Wang Chong was leaving Drunken Moon Pavilion, a middle-aged scholar of around thirty-four walked up behind Li Junxian and stared in shock in the direction Wang Chong had left.
"The matters of our Confucian Sect have always been secretive. Other than a few core members, not even the Grand Preceptor knows much about it. How could a teenager like him know about the existence of our Confucian Sect!?"
The middle-aged scholar's words were exactly what everyone else was thinking. None of the words that Wang Chong had said could compare to the words' Confucian Sect 'that Wang Chong had uttered.
This was an indescribable feeling.
It was like a person had hidden a secret for a very long time, believing that no one would notice, only to discover that a single sentence from their opponent had revealed it.
The restaurant was quiet. Li Junxian, dressed in snow-white robes, also had a pensive look in his eyes. For some reason, his straight and imposing brows had creased. The middle-aged scholar's doubts were also his own doubts. The threat that Wang Chong posed to them was far greater than they had imagined.
The Confucian Sect had never thought about hiding behind the scenes. If they wanted to change the world, they would eventually have to step out from behind the scenes and onto the stage, but Li Junxian had imagined that this would take a very long time.
Ever since the incident at Khorasan, countless factions had been investigating him, but none of them had been able to find anything. But Wang Chong had only been in the capital for three or four days, yet he had already been forced out, and in less than ten days, he had found his true body.
His true identity would probably be discovered much earlier than he had expected.
This made Li Junxian feel like he was facing an extremely sharp sword, and the tip of this sword was aimed at his vitals.
"Young Master, this King of Foreign Lands poses far too great a threat to us, and he's not willing to work with us. He'll eventually become a stumbling block that will severely affect our plans. If we had attacked just now, we would have had an extremely high chance of killing him. Why didn't Young Master let us attack?"
At the same time, an old voice came from the left, and another Confucian old man in his fifties walked up from behind. His expression was old-fashioned, and his eyes shone with a dangerous light.
This Confucian elder had given off the impression of being extremely weak and insignificant. But now, with Wang Chong gone, the elder finally revealed a portion of his cultivation. In a flash, a majestic energy erupted from his body, not one bit inferior to Wang Chong's or Li Junxian's.
"Elder Song, you're right. This youngest son of the Wang Clan is likely to become our greatest obstacle in the Imperial Court. But now is not the time to touch him. Talas, Khorasan, and the southwest — three major battles in total — have pushed his reputation to its limits. You saw it when he returned to the capital. Not only in the court, but even among the common people, he has an extremely high reputation. If we kill him at this time and kill him, it will only cause the common people to resent him. In the end, our plan will fall short of success. "
Li Junxian calmly said.
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