When she was five years old, her innate bloodline awakened and she began to cultivate. She seemed to have randomly found a star to be her Fated Star, but the brightness of that star could be ranked in the top three within a hundred years. After a few years, she concluded her studies at the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green. The Holy Maiden of the south personally came to the capital and brought back South Stream Temple from the Pope and the Divine Empress.
When she arrived at South Stream Temple, her cultivation was still at the Meditation Realm, but she had already begun to comprehend the Heavenly Tome Monoliths. Moreover, from those notes, it could be seen that she truly understood the Heavenly Tome Monoliths.
He and she were the youngest upper level Ethereal Opening cultivators in history, but he had relied on a fortuitous encounter and the true blood of the Black Dragon, while she had relied entirely on her own innate talent, bloodline, and comprehension ability.
Just like Qiushan Jun, she did not encounter any obstacles in the process of cultivation. As long as she wanted to learn something, she could learn it.
Whether it was the amount of True Essence, the strength of Divine Sense, or the Dao techniques and cultivation methods, she was far superior to her peers.
She was a true phoenix.
Chen Chang Sheng was silent for a long time. He had no confidence in the battle seven days later.
Now, many people said that he was a genius in cultivation, especially in the sword path. But after seeing Xu Yourong's life, he finally understood what a true genius was.
Just like what Tang Thirty Six said last year at the Plum Garden Inn, Xu You Rong made people speechless.
However, just as Tang Thirty-Six had said, this battle still had to happen. He represented the Tradition Academy and the Li Palace. Even if he couldn't win, even if he didn't want to fight, he still had to fight.
He got up and walked to the wardrobe to get a new towel to wash his face.
He was a simple man, but he indulged himself in this aspect. Whenever something big happened, he would wash himself clean and use a new towel.
After opening the wardrobe door, he froze in place because he found that a towel was missing.
Dozens of towels were stacked neatly. Other than himself, no one would be able to tell that a towel was missing.
That night, Xu Yourong took a towel and wiped off the snow on the table.
He stood quietly in front of the wardrobe for a long time.
For some reason, he did not take the towel in the end. He slowly closed the wardrobe door, walked back to the window, and gazed at the Imperial Palace not far away.
She should be in the palace now, right?
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There were many palaces in the Great Zhou Royal Palace, but only the elders in the Royal Palace remembered that one of the palaces was reserved for Xu You Rong.
The location of the palace was somewhat remote and very quiet. Furthermore, there was a particularly good garden, and the scenery outside the window was extremely beautiful.
This was a matter that the Divine Empress had decided ten-odd years ago. Later on, when Xu Yourong went to Holy Maiden Peak, the Princess of Ping wanted to move to that palace, but her wishes were not fulfilled.
At this moment, Xu Yourong was sitting in that palace. Outside the window, the snow was falling lightly, and the tree branches were dyed with frost. It was very beautiful, but she was not in the mood to admire the scenery.
Her gaze fell on the Natal Chart in front of her.
Her fingers gently slid across the Natal Chart. As she moved, the complex lines and patterns on the surface of the Natal Chart also changed. They gathered and dispersed like flowing water, and were as elusive as flowing clouds. Sometimes, it even seemed like a heavenly book.
Those lines that followed different trajectories represented countless conditions. At this very moment, they represented the history of the Orthodoxy, the legacy of the Li Palace, the past of the Orthodox Academy, Shang Xingzhou, the Pope, Su Li, that rumored senior brother, Tang Thirty-Six, Clear Lake Restaurant, and countless other information related to Chen Changsheng. Naturally, the sword styles that Chen Changsheng was most skilled in would not be lacking.
The night gradually deepened, but she still calmly gazed at the Natal Chart, making deductions and calculations.
After a very long time, the snow outside the window gradually stopped and the clouds in the night sky scattered. The starlight fell on the snow on the floor of the Imperial Palace, reflected into the room, and ultimately fell on the Natal Chart.
She stood up, clasped her hands behind her, and walked out of the hall.
The Natal Chart still quietly rested on the table. Under the illumination of the starlight, those moving lines and patterns gradually came to a stop.
It was a star chart.
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This sort of thing repeated itself in the Imperial Palace and the Orthodox Academy for six whole days.
Chen Changsheng's side was piled high with papers, all of them filled with data and statements. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to take a bath. He was still constantly calculating, exhausted, but increasingly confident.
Xu Yourong was also constantly using the Natal Chart to make deductions and calculations. In the end, she obtained seventeen star charts, each one of which, without exception, pointed to victory.
The atmosphere in the capital grew more and more lively, while the atmosphere in the Imperial Palace and the Orthodox Academy grew more and more tense.
Because many people had seen how long Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong had spent preparing for this battle, how much effort they had put into it.
After six days, it was the seventh day. The seventh day was the day the battle would begin.
Not long after the early morning, the rest of the capital quieted down as countless people made their way to the Luo River.
The location of the battle between Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong was on the Bridge of Helplessness, on the Luo River. In everyone's view, this was the most suitable battlefield.
It was not because the Bridge of Helplessness was a famous scenic spot, worthy of this battle that was bound to be recorded in the annals of history, but because of its position.
To the west of the Bridge of Helplessness was the Li Palace and to the east was the Imperial Palace. The distance between the two palaces was exactly the same.
Choosing this place as the battlefield, there was undoubtedly a deeper meaning behind it, and it was also fair.
Xu Yourong had always lived in the Imperial Palace and would probably leave the Imperial Palace soon, but Chen Changsheng didn't leave from the Li Palace, but rather from the Orthodox Academy. As per usual, he woke up at five, calmed his mind for a moment before opening his eyes. Under Xuan Yuan Po's earnest gaze, he ate two large bowls of beef noodles. With Su Mo Yu's assistance, he put on the Orthodox Academy's uniform. Whether it was the length of the outer shirt exposed from the collar or the height difference between the hem of the uniform and the upper of the shoes, it perfectly met the most stringent requirements.
Tang Thirty-Six didn't do anything, he only stood to the side, a toothpick in his hand incessantly picking at his teeth, while at the same time grumbling about how today's beef stew wasn't soft enough.
The gates of the Orthodox Academy slowly opened. Chen Changsheng, accompanied by Tang Thirty-Six's group and the new students, walked through Hundred Blossom Lane and onto the main street. Then, under the gaze of countless gazes, he walked towards the Luo River.
At some point, a bowl of soy milk and two youtiao had appeared in Tang Thirty-Six's hands.
Officer Xin, who was waiting on the street, saw this scene and helplessly shook his head, saying: "At such a tense moment, you actually haven't forgotten about this matter."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "What's there to be nervous about? In any case, only victory and defeat will be decided, not life and death. What's more, delicacies have always been above life and death."
For some reason, upon hearing these words, Chen Changsheng's mood became much calmer.
But today, the entire capital was destined to not be calm.
The news of Chen Changsheng's departure from the Orthodox Academy, along with the slightly chilly winter wind, quickly spread throughout the capital.
"Chen Changsheng left the Hundred Blossom Lane."
"The students of the Orthodox Academy are all accompanying him."
"The people of the Li Palace have already caught up with him."
"They've already arrived at the Ink Lake."
"They've passed Heavenly Passage Park."
"Chen Changsheng will soon arrive at the Monastery of the Returning Dragon."
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