Chapter 102: Destroying you, what does it have to do with you?

The blue-robed youth walked into the hall unhurriedly, only to see the civil and military officials of the whole court protecting Yang Guang behind them.

He ignored the gazes of everyone looking over and looked around the hall with the posture of a leisurely outing.

Only to see twelve giant pillars of nanmu wrapped in gold supporting the caisson ceiling, each pillar coiled with a five-clawed golden dragon, the dragon eyes inlaid with rubies presented by the Kingdom of Siam.

The ground was paved with malachite floor coverings presented by the Western Regions, its color as green as jade, and walking on it actually had the effect of rippling water.

Inside the octagonal caisson ceiling of the dome, the Big Dipper was inlaid with night-shining pearls, and twelve strings of pearl curtains hung below, each string exactly matching the number of one hundred and eight.

"I thought you were just a martial arts sorcerer relying on martial arts to act fiercely. I didn't expect you to really have the power of an immortal god that is invincible in the world."

Yang Guang's face showed not the slightest fear, but instead, his eyes shone with light:

"I am willing to appoint you as the National Master. If you and I join forces, we will definitely be able to sweep away the rebels under heaven and welcome back a peaceful and prosperous age."

He said word by word:

"Afterward, I will share the world with you. Everything I have, you will have half of."

Yang Guang saw the blue-robed youth silent and continued:

"Cihang Jingzhai is a strange woman who cultivates the Heavenly Dao and is committed to supporting a wise monarch. How can my actions not be called a wise monarch? If it weren't for those rebellious lowly people, how could the world be in such chaos?"

"Qing Fairy is not yet twenty years old, yet she can become the Master of Cihang Jingzhai. It can be seen that, like me, she has high aspirations and wants to be a person who achieves merit covering ten thousand generations."

He said with a straight face:

"A hero is one who has great aspirations in his chest, good strategies in his belly, and the opportunity to contain the universe and the ambition to swallow heaven and earth."

"The Sui Emperor is the master of the world, so he should be knowledgeable. Why are his eyes so blind that he actually recognized me as a woman?"

This sentence from the blue-robed youth couldn't help but make everyone in the hall pause. Not to mention that the visitor said he was the Master of the Jingzhai, this was a sect formed by women since ancient times.

Just looking at his appearance, he was clearly a great beauty dressed as a man. Even in men's clothing, he couldn't hide his peerless appearance. When they first met, who knows how many people were muttering in their hearts.

Most of the meaning was that the rumors were true: the successors of Cihang Jingzhai were all peerless beauties with immortal appearances, and their disguise techniques were very clever. Unfortunately, the immortal-like appearance made their disguise techniques useless.

"Even if I live deep in the palace, I know that Cihang Jingzhai does not accept men. Sect Master Qing, don't joke." Yang Guang frowned.

"I have never liked to joke."

The blue-robed youth opened his mouth nonchalantly:

"Instead, you are very fond of joking."

"What do you mean?" Yang Guang frowned even deeper.

Zhuang Buran said slowly:

"A mere captive is talking eloquently in front of me. How ridiculous."

Yang Guang said sonorously:

"Choosing a wise monarch and letting the world return to peace is the mission shouldered by Cihang Jingzhai. As the Sage Khan to whom ten thousand nations come to pay tribute, am I not wise enough!"

"If you are willing to help me, wouldn't peace under heaven be within reach?"

"This is also following the mandate of heaven. Under heaven, if it comes to governing the country, who can beat me? I can create the first prosperous age where ten thousand nations come to pay tribute, so I can create the second prosperous age where ten thousand nations come to pay tribute."

The blue-robed youth said casually and loosely:

"The Heavenly Dao is distant, supreme and selfless. All things in the world are not worth mentioning, just like you are to the world, as light as a goose feather, insignificant. Whether you die or not, it doesn't matter much."

"Just like for me, a person who cultivates the Heavenly Dao, to it, you are also an existence that doesn't matter."

"So, I have to remind you that the world is the same without anyone. It will not be in chaos because of your death, nor will it continue to exist as a prosperous age because of your existence."

"The fact that the peaceful world has turned into a chaotic world is the best example."

"Must you kill me?" Yang Guang said deeply: "Just for the so-called wise monarch you want to find in the future?"

"You still don't understand!"

The blue-robed youth sneered:

"Heaven will not have no winter because people are afraid of the cold, and the earth will not become less vast because people feel it is far away."

"The Heavenly Dao is supreme and fair. It follows a more grand and primitive natural law of heaven and earth. This law transcends so-called good and evil, benevolence and lack of benevolence."

"Whether it is the aristocratic clans who act recklessly or the common people who are as humble as ants, in front of the Heavenly Dao, they are nothing more than a speck of dust in its trajectory."

"There is no special preference, nor is there deliberate suppression. A sudden natural disaster may cause the aristocrats who have the power of life and death in the world to die, and an accidental opportunity may also cause a beggar to become the most noble emperor."

"It is precisely this emotionless, unbiased law of operation that makes the world divide and unite."

He paused, then added:

"For me, it is only because the Yuwen Clan provoked me that I came to Daxing City, causing you all to have today's disaster. This is just like that sudden natural disaster."

"According to this principle of the Heavenly Dao, how could I go looking for a so-called wise monarch?"

"The world is right here, and capable people will naturally obtain it by opportunity. What does it have to do with me?"

Yang Guang seemed to perceive the cold-blooded ruthlessness under the blue-robed youth's casual talk about the Heavenly Dao, and said:

"Since you follow the principle of the Heavenly Dao, then my life and death, isn't it decided by the person who should have appeared? You are intervening now, isn't that violating the Heavenly Dao you cultivate?"

Zhuang Buran said gloomily:

"What if the person who should have appeared has already died at my hands?"

"So, am I not responding to the invitation of the Heavenly Dao now, sending the Sui Emperor to where he should go, and doing things that follow the mandate of heaven?"

Once these words were spoken, not only Yang Guang, but others were also stunned. Was this blue-robed youth able to calculate, calculating that the person he killed before would kill the monarch, or was this a madman who cultivated the so-called Heavenly Dao and had a problem with his brain?

"If you really had the ability to tell fortunes, why would you provoke the Yuwen Clan? You would have avoided it far away, and there wouldn't have been your thousand-mile raid and the destruction of the Yuwen Clan." Yang Guang said coldly.

"The Sui Emperor is worthy of being the Sage Khan to whom ten thousand nations come to pay tribute."

Zhuang Buran praised:

"However, regardless of whether you are a wise monarch with great talent and strategy, or a muddled monarch who is fond of great achievements and levies heavy taxes, I don't care at all."

"The Heavenly Dao treats everyone equally..."

The smile on his face deepened:

"Destroying you, what does it have to do with you?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely oppressive and fell into dead silence. Everyone knew that in front of this white-haired, blue-robed youth who was like a demon, they had no power to resist.

"The Son of Heaven has the death method of the Son of Heaven. How can swords and blades be added to the body, and the head and body separated, which does not conform to the etiquette of an emperor? Bring the poisonous wine." Yang Guang immediately ordered the attendant eunuch.

"For you, a human emperor who has achieved great merit and great faults, I am willing to give you a decent way to die."

The blue-robed youth said leisurely:

"This is the Heavenly Dao being heartless yet seeming to have heart, and the human Dao having heart yet seeming to be heartless."

Not long after, black blood overflowed from the corner of Yang Guang's mouth, and he sat limply on the dragon chair. His head hung down heavily, and from then on, he had no breath.

"Your Holy One has left. If you don't follow, wouldn't he be very lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs?"

After the blue-robed youth finished speaking, wind momentum surged around his body. The blood-stained wind butterflies on the ground outside the hall flew in. There were only a hundred or so, but they left no one in the full court of civil and military officials alive.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 103 =====