When the Divine Emperor appointed Jing Yao as the crown prince, he also issued another imperial edict.
The chief commander of the Pure Heaven Bureau, Zhang Yi 'ai, was ordered to investigate the assassination attempt on Zhao Layue outside the capital. In the end, the investigation led to the Palace of Prince Jing Xin.
It turned out that Prince Jing Xin had ordered the assassins of Bulao Lin to do such an evil deed.
In fact, everybody had known about this a long time ago; but the Imperial court had finally brought this matter to light, and they had even presented evidence that might be true or fabricated. As such, Prince Jing Xin couldn't stay in the Palace of Prince Jing Xin any longer; he had to move to a new place even if he had to be put under house arrest.
Prince Jing Xin was sent to the Guocheng Temple to become a monk to pray for the late emperor.
The two royal decrees had caused an uproar in the world. Everybody knew that Prince Jing Yao was a disciple of Aoyama, and Prince Jing Xin had the backing of Zhongzhou School. The two of them had been fighting secretly in Zhaoge City for many years. These two royal decrees had forced Zhongzhou School to turn against each other. Would the two leaders of the orthodox sects start a war over the position of the emperor?
It was then that the Cloud-Dream Mountain suddenly received an order from the Immortal Tan: Cloud-Dream Mountain would be sealed off for three years.
The No-Mercy Sect announced that their mountain would be sealed off a few years ago because Pei Baifa was killed by the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean. Their sect didn't have anyone in the Heavenly Arrival State to support them, so they had no choice but to seal off their mountain to protect themselves.
Though the Zhongzhou School hadn't had a good time in the last few years, the Immortals Tan and Bai were still at the top of the world, and their resources were still very strong. Why did they suddenly do this?
The Cloud-Dream Mountain was sealed off, and the officials of the Center Sect who supported Prince Jing Xin didn't have a leader. They didn't know how to deal with the situation. In addition, the One-Cottage House represented by the Prime Minister had maintained an eerie silence. As a result, these two royal decrees were announced to the world without any obstruction.
It was all because of that sword light.
The sword light traveling in heaven and earth was unstoppable, and nobody dared look at it.
It was said that the divine animal Unicorn of Zhongzhou School had looked at the sword light from a distance, and almost had a mishap.
The Immortal Liu Ci could be said to be the strongest swordsman in the last one thousand years, and he could even be ranked in the top three among the sect masters of Aoyama.
People didn't understand why he didn't ascend now that he had reached such a state.
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The sound of the waves in the East Ocean was no different from that in the West Ocean.
A group of carriages from Zhaoge City arrived in Moqiu. They didn't stay long before leaving again, heading for Shui Yue Nunnery by the seashore.
Jing Jiu only withdrew his gaze after the convoy entered the nunnery.
"This situation is a little awkward," Liu Ci said.
Prince Jing Xin was in that carriage.
The Emperor's decree was for him to go to the Guocheng Temple to shave his hair and become a monk. In the future, he would accompany the ancient Buddha and listen to sutras. Unexpectedly, the Guocheng Temple refused to accept him.
Given the close relationship between the Guocheng Temple and the Jing Imperial Family, for them to do this, it could only be said that Zen Master held a great grudge against Liu Ci for letting Taiping Zhenren go.
The awkwardness Liu Ci was referring to was the fact that Jing Xin was forced to go to a nunnery to become a monk, and that he felt guilty towards Zen Master.
Jing Jiu said, "To be a monk is not to die. It's always a problem."
The imperial edict had already been announced to the world. It was believed that in a few years, Jing Yao would become the only crown prince in the hearts of the people. The problem was that on that day, Zhongzhou School would definitely do something. As long as Jing Xin was alive, he would definitely be pushed out by those people.
Liu Ci knew that he could not explain the relationship between father and son to him. He walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down into the deep underground, saying, "I haven't been there yet."
This is the Heavenly Well by the East Sea. You can enter the Netherworld by jumping into it if you can survive.
The Underworld was just a direction of cold darkness. It was not the destination of the soul as in the legends. If one died, they would not go there, and no one knew where they would go.
The pursuit of cultivators was to never come into contact with this problem.
Jing Jiu said, "It's a bitter place that doesn't see the light of day, and there's not much scenery either. It's fine if we don't go."
Liu Ci said, "Then there's another place worth visiting."
What he referred to was the snowland, where the lifeforms of the highest state in Chaotian lived, the greatest threat to the human race.
"Calm down," said Jing Jiu.
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After leaving the Heavenly Well and arriving above the clouds on the East Sea, Liu Ci still didn't give up the idea.
The last sword landing on the snowland was the best outcome for the human Cultivation practitioners.
"You've seen Cao Yuan's broadsword," he said. "If he helps me, it's not impossible."
"No," said Jing Jiu.
Liu Ci sighed, and said, "I'm leaving then."
He was to leave Chaotian and travel to the Alien Land.
As for the situation in Chaotian, nobody would dare do anything to him as long as he was still alive. It didn't matter if he stayed here or not.
The people of Chaotian would know when he left for real.
Jing Jiu shot a glance at the white cloud under his feet and asked, "Are you sure you don't need to bring the Sword of the Universe with you?"
It was very difficult to temper one's own flying sword. It was even more troublesome to transfer the flying swords among the swordsmen. Jing Jiu was the only exception. He had a way to let others use his own sword, and he could also take someone else's sword for his own use. For instance, the Thoughtless Sword should be shared by him and Zhao Layue.
Liu Ci had only tempered one sword all his life, and he had only used it a few days ago. Of course, he was able to wield it easily. "Are you sure you don't want to go with me?" he asked.
"I've been to all those places," said Jing Jiu. "It's too boring."
Traveling was a pleasant thing for many people, but it might be interesting for Jing Jiu the first time; it would be a waste of time to go again after having been there once.
Glancing at the white cloud under his feet, Jing Jiu couldn't help but remark, "The sword cloud is really slow."
Liu Ci was annoyed, exclaiming, "Do you know what traveling is? Traveling on the cloud of course! "
Having said that, he leapt up on the cloud, heading toward the deep part of the East Sea.
The sunlight shone on the cloud, forming a golden border.
Qing 'er flew out and landed on Liu Ci's shoulder, pointing to the distant horizon, saying something.
Jing Jiu watched in Silence. He didn't turn around and leave until the cloud disappeared into the horizon.
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Jing Jiu went to Shui Yue Nunnery to check on Guo Dong, who was still asleep. He didn't go to see Jing Xin, nor did he go to the Guocheng Temple. He returned to Aoyama.
The desolate sword light illuminated the peak of Shenmo Peak. Three people and a cat came out to greet him.
Gu Qing knew that something significant must have happened, so he wanted to come back. But Zhao Layue didn't agree because Jing Yao had just been appointed as the Crown Prince and there were many things to deal with in Zhaoge City.
Yuan Qu and Ping Yong-Ka returned to the grand hall obediently after bowing to them.
Gu Qing was not here, but he had set up a rule that the disciples had to stay away from the two masters when they wanted to talk.
The white cat was not a disciple, and he thought that he had won some honor this time, so he didn't hide. He crouched by the cliff's edge and pricked up his ears to listen.
The bamboo chair was under the Snow Girl. Liu Shisui had promised to make a new one, but it hadn't been delivered yet. Jing Jiu was too lazy to do it, so he sat by the cliff's edge.
It was probably because he had seen Liu Ci sit like this many times.
Yet, his legs were not as long as Liu Ci's, so he could only step on the ocean of clouds, unable to step on the waves.
Zhao Layue sat by Jing Jiu's side.
Jing Jiu said, "That devil is Liu Ci."
Back at the West Ocean, Liu Ci stood in front of Taiping Zhenren and withdrew the heavenly thunders with his palm that covered the sky.
Zhao Layue had guessed the answer at the time. "Does the Sect Master support Taiping Zhenren?" she asked.
Jing Jiu said, "No. Even his most loyal subordinates don't support him, including those in the Underworld, because he is crazy."
"What does Taiping Zhenren want to do?" asked Zhao Layue.
Jing Jiu said, "He wants to kill all the mortals and create a world where only the Cultivation practitioners live."
Hearing this answer, Zhao Layue was startled.
She had guessed many times that Taiping Zhenren wanted to do something evil that the whole world couldn't tolerate, but she didn't expect him to have such a bizarre, evil, and even absurd idea.
The Emperor and Royal Concubine Hu had a similar conversation a few days ago in the Royal Palace of Zhaoge City. Royal Concubine Hu's reaction at the time was that it was impossible. Zhao Layue didn't say it out loud, because she was fully aware that the Cultivation sects could easily kill all the mortals if they went crazy. The question was … why would they want to do so? The Cultivation practitioners were one in a thousand, or even one in ten thousand. If there weren't enough humans, the Cultivation world wouldn't be able to sustain itself, let alone kill all the mortals. Wouldn't the entire human race be wiped out?
In addition to this most important issue, there were other issues that Zhao Layue couldn't solve. "You said that the Cultivation practitioners are taken care of by the mortals," she said.
Jing Jiu said, "He doesn't think so. He doesn't think it's the mortals who take care of the Cultivation practitioners; on the contrary, it's the Cultivation practitioners who provide jobs for the mortals and take care of them."
Zhao Layue said, "Without mortals, who would farm, mine, and collect ocean pearls? Who would provide the resources needed by the Cultivation practitioners?"
Jing Jiu shot her a glance.
Without the butcher, would you still want to eat meat?
Without rice, would you like to eat minced meat?
Zhao Layue realized that she was wrong.
Like all the other Cultivation practitioners, they were used to being taken care of by the mortals, so they took it as a matter of course.
Without mortals, the Cultivation practitioners could farm, mine, collect ocean pearls, and grow medicine herbs by themselves.
Moreover, the Cultivation practitioners had the ability to summon wind and rain, so they could do everything much more efficiently than the mortals.
But there was another problem. Most of the Cultivation practitioners were proud and arrogant. They were all people who pursued the Dao wholeheartedly, so why would they be willing to do those things?
"Do farmers farm because they want to farm? Did the miners dig in the dark underground because they liked to mine? Sea women … "
Jing Jiu thought of Liu Ci and didn't continue, but his meaning was clear.
Even if the Cultivation practitioners didn't want to do it, there would be an invisible force that forced them to do it.
That force came from the fear of death and the need to be stronger.
Zhao Layue completely understood.
It would be a completely new world, but it wouldn't be any different from the old world.
The Cultivation practitioners would have different positions in that world according to their talents and abilities.
They would still have different levels.
And they would still draw their swords to the weaker ones.
The only difference from the current world was that the people at the bottom were much stronger.
But in this way, the power of the new world would at least far surpass that of the current world.
Zhao Layue suddenly said, "There are too few Cultivation practitioners."
This sentence sounded powerful, but it was actually a bit powerless.
Jing Jiu knew that she also had an answer, but he still said, "So he thinks that the most important thing for the Cultivation practitioners is to have children."
Back then, he had told Zhao Layue that Taiping Zhenren would have already planted children in the world if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't accept the existence of a bloodline similar to his own.
Zhao Layue thought of another problem. If the Cultivation practitioners became Cultivation partners, the offspring they gave birth to would most likely have the Spirit Bone and Dao Heart and be gifted in cultivation, but there was also a chance that they would give birth to mortals. What about the offspring who couldn't cultivate? Should they all be killed? This inference made her feel a bit cold and extremely uncomfortable.
That was something that the Deviant Path sects and even the Bloody Demon Church wouldn't do.
No wonder everyone wanted Taiping dead.
"He thinks that this is the price to pay for evolution. Even though the Cultivation practitioners originated from mortals, they are two different kinds of life forms."
Jing Jiu said, "If the Cultivation practitioners want to go further, they should go into battle lightly and throw away all the burdens of the old days."
Zhao Layue retracted her legs and hugged her knees. She said in a low voice, "But the world is only so big. Even if the world of the Cultivation practitioners is powerful, even if they occupy all the Alien Lands, what can they do? Since it is meaningless, why does he insist on making our world stronger? "
Jing Jiu said, "Because our world is not the only thing he cares about."
Zhao Layue followed his line of sight and looked up at the sky.
The clouds high up in the sky fell on her clear black and white eyes, casting a faint shadow over them.
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