Xu Yourong's voice rang out incessantly on the divine path. It was crisp and pleasant to the ears, but it didn't make people think of it as a gurgling spring. Because her voice was too cold, without any fluctuation of emotion, and without any sense of pity. It was like a small bead condensed from the coldest snow falling on a porcelain plate that had been frozen to the point of being brittle, instantly turning into powder. No evidence was left behind, only the coldness remained in the world.
Or maybe it was because she kept talking about killing.
Starting from how to kill Prince Chen Liu in the estate of the Prince of Peace and Xiang, she talked about many topics related to killing people. She had plans for the princes outside the Mausoleum of Books, the officials in the Imperial Court and the various provinces and counties, and the Divine Generals who wielded military authority.
With these words, the temperature on the Divine Path grew lower and lower. Behind the invisible wind and snow, unbroken lines could be faintly seen, but it was unknown whether these were the traces of history, the traces of fate, or the scenes of the Fated Star Plate rotating.
After an unknown amount of time, she finally finished her story and looked at Shang Xingzhou.
If His Majesty the Emperor truly stood on her and Chen Chang Sheng's side, then they indeed had the upper hand in this battle.
In the current situation, she had a great chance of accomplishing those things.
Shang Xingzhou didn't think so, or perhaps he hadn't been convinced by her, because he was certain that he understood Chen Chang Sheng very well.
"That guy is pedantic, incompetent, and petty."
He looked at Xu Yourong and said mockingly, "Are you sure he has that kind of courage?"
"I don't agree with you. He's just trying to be a good person."
Xu Yourong's eyelashes trembled slightly as she said, "Moreover, I'm the one doing the work today. You know I can do this."
Shang Xingzhou mocked, "Does Wang Po know what you're thinking? Do the people of the Mount Li Sword Sect and those sects and clans know what you think? If they knew you were so crazy, would they still support your decision? Are you sure they will accompany you in your madness at the last moment? "
Xu Yourong said, "How can the people on a ship sailing to the other side of the sea of stars do as they please?"
Shang Xingzhou asked, "Have you ever seen a sea boat capsize?"
"As long as there are enough benefits, even the most pessimistic sailor will have extravagant hopes for land before the real ending appears."
Xu Yourong said, "On the contrary, this will only give them more confidence in their victory."
Shang Xingzhou said, "Turns out it was coercion."
Xu Yourong said, "I've read the history books. No matter if it's a hero or an emperor, if they want to gather people, they must do this."
"What about the Li Palace? The millions of believers in the north will not listen to your will and follow your footsteps. "
Shang Xingzhou looked at her with a faint smile and said, "Does Chen Chang Sheng know your true thoughts?"
Xu Yourong was silent for a while, then said, "I don't care."
Shang Xingzhou's eyes became deep and serene as he said, "Even if the flood reaches the heavens?"
Xu Yourong calmly said, "Or a bottomless abyss."
Shang Xingzhou said, "You will leave your infamy in the annals of history."
Xu Yourong calmly said, "I said, I don't care."
Shang Xingzhou said, "If the world is in chaos and the people are plunged into misery and suffering, how will Chen Changsheng view you?"
Xu Yourong said softly, "I live for myself, not for others, and even more not for what he likes."
Shang Xingzhou exclaimed in admiration, "Amazing, but I'm not one to be threatened."
Xu Yourong said, "I want to try."
Back in the snowstorm of Xunyang City, when facing Zhu Luo, Wang Po had once said these words.
Later on, when facing those opponents so powerful that they seemed undefeatable, Chen Changsheng had also said these words.
Today, Xu Yourong had also said these four words.
Her eyes were very bright, her expression very calm, but the firm will within them represented the greatest madness.
Shang Xingzhou asked, "How confident are you?"
Xu Yourong replied, "I used the Fated Star Plate to calculate seventeen times. Four of these times, you agreed to my request, and three times, I failed."
Shang Xingzhou arched his brows and said, "Seventeen times, four times, and you dare to threaten me?"
"We lost the remaining ten times. The Great Zhou Dynasty fell apart, and our grand plans for hegemony became a joke."
Xu Yourong calmly said, "So it wasn't four times, but fourteen times."
Shang Xingzhou gazed at this extremely beautiful and even somewhat delicate girl in her white robes in silence for a very long time.
He suddenly said, "I also don't care."
Xu Yourong calmly gazed at him, apparently already guessing at what he wanted to say.
Shang Xingzhou said, "Even if I agree to your request now, I can go back on my word at any time."
There were many legendary figures in Taizong's era, like the King of Hejian or Divine General Qin Yu. Compared to these people, Shang Xingzhou had very little fame.
In truth, he had done many things that were no less important than Wang Zhice's.
He only cared about practical results and did not care about reputation. Given his style, in the face of Xu Yourong's blizzard of attacks, he was highly likely to choose to temporarily retreat. Once the situation eased, he would launch a thunderous counterattack.
"Yes."
Xu Yourong smiled at him and said, "So I want even more."
Shang Xingzhou froze at these words, and then he smiled.
The Mausoleum of Books became extremely quiet. Everyone who heard these words had a wonderful expression on their faces, shocked to the extreme.
Even the Prince of Xiang and the Old Lady of the Mutuo clan were filled with astonishment.
Because they had just heard the most absurd words in the world.
… …
… …
From start to finish, Xu Yourong had never said what she wanted Shang Xingzhou to do. Nor had Shang Xingzhou asked. But both they and the spectators outside the Mausoleum of Books knew that Xu Yourong was asking him to withdraw, to live in seclusion, to retire.
Just a moment ago, Shang Xingzhou had said that he could back out at any time, but Xu Yourong had said that she wanted even more …
More than withdrawing, going into seclusion, and retiring, what sort of request could it be?
Presumably, it could not be death, because Shang Xingzhou's obsession was to personally see the human army break into Xuelao City, and this request was far too absurd.
But was it to cripple his own cultivation? This request was equally absurd … who would agree to it?
How could Xu Yourong make such an absurd and laughable request?
The silence of the Mausoleum of Books was instantly shattered by cries of alarm and discussion.
Everyone felt that Xu Yourong was a madman.
But as time passed, the cries of alarm and discussion gradually ceased.
The shock in their eyes grew even more intense, filled with incredulity.
The disciples of South Stream Temple could see that the faint smile on Shang Xingzhou's lips had already faded.
The people outside the mausoleum could see that the faint smile on Shang Xingzhou's lips had already disappeared.
Was Shang Xingzhou really considering Xu Yourong's request?
The Prince of Xiang's face suddenly turned extremely unsightly.
Absurd things could only happen to abnormal people.
And Shang Xingzhou was an abnormal person.
Xu Yourong dared to make this request because she was certain that if she was a madman, Shang Xingzhou was even crazier!
"They're all madmen."
The Old Lady of the Mutuo clan and the head of the Wu clan glanced at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
"They're all madmen."
The Prince of Zhongshan looked at the Mausoleum of Books and muttered, excitement in his eyes. (To be continued.)
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