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"Oh, it crashed."

He withdrew his gaze from the sky above and no longer paid attention there.

Wang Wu recognized that warship which shot down the emperor's carriage, and he knew it very well.

Because he had seen it before—it was the royal ship Wuding in Si Hun Shan.

To his surprise, it was still there; when Wang Wu was still in He Dong Xian, this thing once fired and blew up the space cruiser Tianheng in the sky over He Dong Xian.

What he didn't expect was that, months later, he saw this thing again.

And it was in the Great Zhou Royal Domain, far from the South Province.

But Wang Wu didn't mind, even though the one currently aboard the royal vessel might be the famed Da Ji.

In this world, monsters are basically all Da Ji—absolutely the most perfect in appearance.

So a single Da Ji wouldn't stir any feeling in Wang Wu's heart.

That said, Wang Wu hasn't encountered a fox demon yet.

In Heavenly Python City, the creatures he dealt with most were snakes—every kind of snake.

Next were those two disaster birds, and after that crabs.

No, I can't keep dealing with snakes all day; the animal world is so abundant, with countless species—how can I limit myself to just one or two?

So, after pecking Wang Lan's face, Wang Wu embraced her: "My lady, shall we go back to eat? And then…"

"Now, now?" Wang Lan hesitated a bit, but water mist also flickered in her eyes.

As for what happened over there? That can wait; being with Wu Lang under the moonlit flowers is more important.

After giving Wang Lan a ring, she hadn't slept all night yesterday, and only half an hour ago did she reluctantly part from Wang Wu.

But it doesn't matter; Wang Lan is still lively as ever, not tired at all.

These cultivators all live in the military zone; some in shared dorms, some in single rooms—like her.

Thus, all night yesterday, there was constant activity in Wang Lan's dorm.

But it's fine; with soundproofing, no matter how loud inside, the outside can't hear.

Wang Lan lives in a dorm, whether here or in the Green Duckweed Sect.

Although she was a rich girl in He Dong Xian, after taking the cultivation path, her family background is only average among her peers.

The average level might be a bit higher, but only slightly above ordinary.

Her family can provide some cultivation resources, but not much.

However, given Wang Lan's displayed "talent", she doesn't need extra help from her family.

The sect values a disciple like her, investing heavily; resource allocations are far greater than for ordinary disciples.

Rent in the Green Duckweed Sect isn't cheap; even a month costs nearly a hundred taels, roughly thirty thousand.

Although for the Wang Clan this expense is negligible, Wang Lan still chose to stay in a dorm.

"Eh? Sister Lan?"

At that moment, as the two leapt from the rooftop, ready to return to the tavern for dinner, a voice called out to them.

Turning around, they saw a lively, clever girl, about fifteen or sixteen, around 1.7 m tall, with top‑class looks—though not a perfect beauty, she was still a petite jade.

The moment she saw Wang Wu, the girl froze in place for a long time, until Wang Lan called her by name, after which she snapped out of it.

"Shuang, what's wrong?"

"Ah, ah!" The girl named Shuang blushed instantly, lowered her head and said to Wang Lan: "Senior sister, Master has summoned everyone back to the camp; you should hurry back."

"Mm, okay." Wang Lan nodded, then gave Wang Wu an apologetic look, "Wu Lang, then I…"

"It's fine." Wang Wu waved her off: "Go quickly!"

Thus, Shuang led Wang Lan away, leaving Wang Wu alone to wander the city, now under martial law.

During wartime, entering or leaving Li Mountain required permission, but Wang Wu had none whatsoever.

Even when moving in and out of the military zone, he obtained no permits—just went in and out directly.

This is the terrifying aspect of the Yinji Divine Sect technique: coming without a trace, leaving without a trace.

The most brilliant stealth skill isn't learning how to hide, but learning how to make the opponent not notice you at all, even ignore you outright.

This is the Yinji Divine Sect, a truly professional assassin organization.

"Senior sister, that person just now—he, is he your…?"

Walking with junior sister Wei Shuang back to the camp, after hesitating for a long time, Wei Shuang finally asked Wang Lan.

"It's me… it's…" When Wei Shuang asked like that, Wang Lan's face flushed, and after mumbling for a moment she said:

"It's me, it's me, your husband."

At that moment, Wang Lan felt her face heat up, but her heart was also filled with sweetness.

Although she is beautiful and heroic, the scar on her face adds a great boldness.

But now Wang Lan is far from the poised, mature self she usually shows.

She seems like a lovestruck maiden, even more youthful than Wei Shuang.

After all, she truly is lovestruck and not even thirty yet.

Although she had expected it, Wei Shuang's heart still fluttered upon hearing the answer.

"Ah? Then truly, congratulations, senior sister! I didn't expect your husband to be so handsome…"

She praised Wang Lan, then her gaze inevitably shifted to the boots Wang Lan was wearing.

Because she cultivated from a yang‑qi warrior background, Wang Lan still retains some training methods from her ordinary warrior days.

This causes her to sweat often, leaving a faint scent lingering in the dorm.

Wei Shuang and Wang Lan get along fairly well; sometimes she visits Wang Lan's dorm to hang out.

A disciple like Wang Lan naturally lives in a single room, only herself and a personal maid.

"Her… her husband… I wonder what her feet are like…"

Wang Lan doesn't have foot odor; her feet simply sweat easily, so it's just a certain smell from accumulated foot sweat.

Uh, that's digressing.

But Wei Shuang of course didn't say that; however, after learning that Wang Lan actually has such a handsome husband, her attitude toward Wang Lan shifted a bit.

The two soon arrived at the military district where they were; Mount Li has many military districts, and in wartime this place can hold up to five hundred thousand soldiers.

Moreover, it also houses the largest airport in the Wang Ji region, where the Emperor's fleet is docked.

But now there are no ships inside, because the Son of Heaven leads the campaign personally, and all warships followed him out.

Yet from that lone warship we just saw in the sky, it seems the entire fleet has been annihilated.

"Everyone."

And as the two stepped into the military district, a resonant voice rang out over the whole of Mount Li.

At the same time, in other parts of Mount Li, at locations equipped for long‑distance video calls, a person appeared on the screen before them.

He had braided hair with tattoos, a bone‑decorated rope band on his head, wore heavy armor with a lacquered basin collar, and was carrying a human body.

And this human body, virtually everyone watching the screen could recognize the other's identity:

The current Son of Heaven, Ji Gong Sheng.

"Everyone, this should be your Great Zhou's Son of Heaven, your great king, Ji Gong Shen, right?"

The person on the screen cheerfully patted Ji Gong Shen's chin and said.

Ji Gong Shen opened his mouth, straining to speak, but could only produce a meaningless hissing sound.

"I suppose you don't know me," the man carrying the Zhou Emperor said with a grin:

"But that's fine; you don't need to know me."

"If you want the Son of Heaven to remain safe and sound, send someone outside the city to negotiate with me, okay?"

The entire city fell silent at that moment.

Inside Mount Li, within the Emperor's palace.

Bao Si, also called Si Shuo, now stared at the man on the screen with a pallid, iron‑blue face, her clenched fists trembling.

She naturally recognized him, or rather, any senior official of the Great Zhou dynasty would.

Chu General, demonic cultivator, the current foremost demon of the world, known as the Peaceful Heaven Demon Lord, Mi Xian.

Mi Xian also hails from the Chu royal family, of the Mi clan, Xiong lineage.

His strength is immense; in terms of talent he even surpasses Emperor Xin of the region, reaching the Abyssal Realm at just twenty, and after only ten more years he attained the pinnacle of the human transcendence system:

the Heavenly Communication Realm.

The people of Chu are a very tricky enemy, whether against the former Great Shang or the present Great Zhou.

Among the neighboring states centered on the Zhou dynasty, the Xia Kingdom is the oldest, while Eastern and Western Wei were the strongest after Great Shang before the split.

As for Chu, that nation dabbles in everything.

It is very ancient, at least as old as the current Great Xia.

It is also powerful, having once suppressed the Great Shang's army.

It is advanced, just like…

Uh, it might not even be more advanced than Great Zhou.

As for present-day Great Zhou, its technological level is probably the highest.

Chu people love to act as troublemakers everywhere; it seems to be their strategy.

Just like now.

The people of Chu chose to side with Shen Zhou.

"If you want to take the Son of Heaven, send someone to meet us. Oh, and remember to bring the queen as well."

Everyone in the city heard the words clearly; they could not be ignored.

At the same time, the Great Zhou's Mount Li palace.

"Elder brother?"

Wang Wu was wandering aimlessly through the Zhou Emperor's palace; despite having no permission, he moved as if no one were there.

Yao Qing was also on Mount Li, but not in the same location as junior sister Wang Lan.

She was in charge of the Emperor's palace, guarding the Son of Heaven's safety.

But the Emperor had left at that moment, so their duty naturally became guarding the queen who had not yet passed the gate.

After wandering around, Wang Wu soon reached the Zhou Emperor's sleeping quarters, the place where he lived within the palace.

Then, in the garden of the sleeping quarters, Wang Wu unexpectedly ran into his oath sister.

"Xiao Qing?"

Although they hadn't been apart long, Wang Wu was still delighted to see Yao Qing again.

But before he could step forward, Yao Qing already walked over and hugged Wang Wu tightly.

"Elder brother!"

Feeling his oath sister's embrace, Wang Wu lightly patted her back and said with a smile:

"We haven't been apart long, and you're already missing your brother?"

Yao Qing said nothing, only hugging him tighter.

After a long while, she slowly released Wang Wu, her eyes fixed on him.

"Haha, you're getting more beautiful as you grow," Wang Wu said, admiring Yao Qing's sparkling eyes and rippling gaze.

After looking Yao Qing over, Wang Wu also noticed that the ring he had given her was now on her left ring finger.

Without dwelling on it, he asked:

"But Xiao Qing, why are you still here? I thought Senior Shang Xuan was gathering disciples."

"I am now the queen's personal guard, so I don't need to go," Yao Qing replied.

"Xiao Qing."

At that moment, a voice rang out in the garden, causing Yao Qing, who was about to say something more to Wang Wu, to pause.

"Queen."

Yao Qing bowed and saluted the woman who appeared in the garden.

A peerless beauty among mortals.

That was Wang Wu's assessment the first time he laid eyes on Bao Si, Zhou You Wang's wife—nothing more.

A peerless beauty among mortals.

But that's all there is; as a monster, Wang Wu's most frequent sight is a mortal beauty.

He was about to speak to Bao Si to explain that Wang Wu was not an intruder, but when he realized Bao Si seemed completely unaware of the matter, Yao Qing suddenly recalled the "skill" Wang Wu had told her.

Unless someone is someone you like, or a specifically designated person, they will not perceive your existence.

She has no need to explain at all.

"Only, only the person you like can …"

Her heart hammered twice, and the corner of her eye began to flicker occasional glances at Wang Wu.

Bao Si glanced at Yao Qing, then at Wang Wu.

At that moment she noticed that both of them wore rings on their ring fingers.

"Your partner?" Bao Si asked.

She didn't react at all to Wang Wu's peerless looks; Bao Si was in a foul mood and just wanted to yank the skin off that high‑handed but low‑skill fool Ji Gong Sheng.

"Um …" Wang Wu was about to explain, but Yao Qing cut him off first.

Immediately, Yao Qing grabbed Wang Wu's hand and said to Bao Si:

"Yes, yes, queen."

"He is me, my husband …"

Yao Qing's hand was slightly hot and trembling; after just a moment, Wang Wu already felt her palm was a bit moist.

It was caused by sweat seeping out.

"Indeed, a match made in heaven," Bao Si nodded and then said:

"You two take me to the Great Hall, and inform your master that they should also go; I have some matters to discuss with them."

"As you command, queen," Yao Qing lowered her head.

Although they had never met before, at this moment Bao Si instinctively treated Wang Wu as her own personal guard.

(End of chapter)