NOVPUB60: Chapter 57 Emphasis
60 -57 Emphasis
Inside the study, only the quietly burning sandalwood filled the air with its scent, and all was tranquil.
Deep in thought, Xu Changge slightly shook his head.
Though it was again a matter involving a woman, Changtian had finally given people some peace of mind this time.
The original situation of the enemy hidden and me exposed had surprisingly turned into the enemy exposed and me hidden due to that third brother.
Without alerting the enemy, if he were to quietly make his way to Jingjiang Prefecture now, he might catch the other party off guard.
Thinking about it, Xu Changge slightly nodded and said,
“Good, I will set off for Jingjiang Prefecture today.”
Xu Yinhè didn’t speak further, but stood up slowly, walked to the window lattice of the study, and looked out along the window.
Dayan’s Imperial Capital was built atop the Seven Dragons Mountain, but after a millennium of construction and transformation, the massive mountain had already become an imposing giant city.
From the marketplace streets and house rooftops at the foot of the mountain to the Imperial City at the mountain’s peak, three towering walls—the outer city, the inner city, and Imperial City—divided the vast Imperial Capital.
The Prime Minister’s Mansion was situated right next to the Imperial City on the mountain peak, overlooking from above, time rendering the dense and tiered residential buildings of the Imperial Capital end to end.
After quietly watching for a moment, Xu Yinhè still uttered a word of caution,
“Changge, if the matter becomes unmanageable, then take Changtian back to the capital to plan for the long term.
Do not force it.”
Hearing the caution, Xu Changge smiled faintly and replied,
“Father, rest assured, if I could gravely injure that Qin Weijiu with a single sword strike back then, I can certainly do the same now.”
In recent years, that Qin Weijiu might have really encountered some fortuitous opportunity, but this would not hinder his actions.
You may have grown stronger,
But,
What does that have to do with me killing you?
This was the confidence that resided in Xu Changge’s heart, he who once stood peerless in his generation.
Xu Yinhè turned to look deeply at his eldest son but did not smile,
“Changge, the world is vast.”
“Naturally, Changge is aware of this.”
“Hmph.”
Xu Yinhè let out a slightly dissatisfied snort, but did not dissuade him further, simply giving a level instruction,
“If you come across that boy named Qin Mo on the way, remember to personally eliminate him.”
Xu Changge lifted his eyes slightly, revealing a trace of surprise.
That Qin Mo barely reached Eighth Grade Refining Vessels near his twentieth year; why would such a worthless person require Father’s special attention? 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝘤𝘰𝑚
After a second’s gaze,
Xu Yinhè started explaining softly:
“Most likely, Qin Mo was raised along with that group of scourges.
There were even several Primordial entities in that burial village, and for him to have such a cultivation level at such an age is not normal; perhaps he has been practicing some Secret Technique that allows for rapid accumulation and breakthrough, which could cause some trouble if he grows rapidly.”
Pausing for a moment,
Xu Yinhè’s eyes carried a connotation within them:
“Moreover, he may have in his hands one of the secret treasures from that burial village.”
Secret treasure?
Xu Changge raised an eyebrow.
“Soul Nourishing Ring.”
Xu Yinhè uttered three words and continued, “When that burial village was destroyed, I searched the entire forest and still couldn’t find this item; perhaps this Soul Ring is in Qin Mo’s hands.”
“Soul Nourishing Ring?”
Xu Changge’s eyes clouded with confusion; his father had never mentioned this item to him before.
When dealing with his eldest son, Xu Yinhè had no intention of playing the enigmatic sage, and he explained directly:
“This ring can house and nurture the spirit.
If that ancient book is correct, this item should contain the Will-spirit of a Saint.”
“A Saint?” Xu Changge’s frown deepened.
When it came to the word “Saint,” Xu Yinhè’s tone was not very serious, and his gaze even had a hint of disdain:
“You don’t need to worry too much; even Saints cannot overcome the ravages of time, let alone as just a lingering spirit.”
“Besides, this so-called Saint who chose to hide within that Soul Ring and cling to life up until now is no more than a craven dog, afraid of death.”
“If you exert your full strength, killing him will be as easy as flipping your hand.”
“Alright, you can go now.”
With that,
Xu Yinhè turned his back.
Seeing this, Xu Changge rose, bowed respectfully, and turned to walk out of the study.
As he reached for the door intending to leave swiftly,
“By the way.”
“…..”
Xu Changge paused in his steps and immediately turned to look.
“Before you leave, remember to take some Elixir Medicine from the mansion to bring with you.”
“…..”
Stunned by the words, Xu Changge quickly bowed and said with a light chuckle,
“Yes, Father.”
…
…
The vast underground chamber was empty except for the communication sphere that emitted bursts of white light.
Xu Yuan had already been standing there alone for several minutes.
This thing doesn’t have a call alert, so there’s no way to know if the person on the other end has hung up.
However, since the other side wasn’t speaking, Xu Yuan was content to enjoy the quiet, gently probing the complex communication formation patterns below the sphere with his Will-spirit.
When it came to new things, he always had a strong urge to explore.
He wanted to see how this formation could achieve long-distance communication, but after toying around for a while, he was only left confused by the intricate patterns.
The logic was completely impenetrable.
After his urge to explore was spent, he had no intention of delving deeper and promptly withdrew his Will-spirit back into his Sea of Consciousness.
Don’t ask how communication is achieved.
If you ask, the answer is Origin Qi, the answer is Formation.
However, speaking of formations, some information he had seen previously in the library came to Xu Yuan’s mind.
The formations in this world were not only used for offense and aiding in cultivation; they were also deeply integrated into every aspect of the lives of the dawn population.
The Imperial Court even set up specialized agencies for the study of civilian-use formations.
The Bright Pattern Lamps on the streets for lighting up the night market,
The Soundproofing Formations carved into homes to isolate noise,
The Heater Formations that could gather heat for warmth during winter,
And even some high-end carriages had special Stabilization Devices to reduce vibrations.
With such devices, no matter how much the carriage shook inside, everything would remain as stable as ever, more durable than a bed, heh…
“Third Young Master.”
In the silent chamber, a sudden soft call from behind startled Xu Yuan, who was thinking about serious matters.
He turned his head slightly to look.
As expected, it was Ying’er, that woman again.
And by her side, a little old man with half-white hair.
The steward of Jingjiang Prefecture’s residence.
His cultivation level wasn’t high, just barely into the grades, not even reaching Ninth Grade, but he held considerable power here in Jingjiang because he was good at management, a standard managerial talent.
Xu Yuan took a deep breath and said to Ying’er:
“Next time you appear, make some noise; don’t be like a ghost.”
“Oh.”
Ying’er lowered her eyes and nodded, not sure if she really listened, but she said evenly,
“Communication with the Prime Minister has been cut off.
Do you have any more messages for him?”
Great, the other side had hung up the communication without saying a word, again.
Without a word, Xu Yuan turned and headed towards the ground.
His purpose had been achieved.
He had managed to bring the story’s main character and that hidden Qin Weijiu into his father’s field of vision, and as a person, he would surely take notice.
So whatever happened next had nothing to do with him anymore.
And just as he turned, the half-white-haired steward immediately followed, his tone humbly ingratiating:
“Third Young Master, Third Young Master…”
Xu Yuan glanced sideways at the half-white-haired steward.
Low in power, but heavy in authority.
A typical case of having great responsibility without much rank, and in his memory, this little old man always knew his place well.
Ever since he arrived at Jingjiang Prefecture, this little old man never stopped offering money and women.
“What do you need, Steward Li?”
The obsequious tone remained in Steward Li’s voice:
“Heh heh, Third Young Master, regarding the internal reports you had ordered, they have all been delivered to your chamber this past ten-day period.”
“Is that so?
I got it,” Xu Yuan nodded.
But it seemed the little old man had no intention of stopping; he crept closer with a secretive air and pulled out a scroll from his sleeves:
“Third Young Master, here is a secret report that came from Jin City in Jiangnan Prefecture the day before yesterday.
Please take a look.”
