Chapter 62

The light screen above the great cauldron slowly froze.

【Faced with this situation, you decide, and so...】

1. Continue cultivating the Dao. (Hint: Within five years, a Grandmaster is in sight.)

2. Enter the capital. (Hint: Situation unclear, may take some years.)

3. Participate personally. (1/3)

Yu Ke looked at the prompt of the Heavenly Human Reincarnation and fell into deep thought.

He knew that for Lu Chen, ten years of cultivating the Dao was indeed an excellent arrangement, allowing Lu Chen's late-blooming destiny to be fully tempered.

Perhaps in five years, he could step into the Grandmaster realm, perceive spiritual energy, and his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds.

In this world, one can perceive spiritual energy at the First Heavenly Ladder Realm.

The world within the cauldron should be different.

Based on the martial path, open the Primordial Gate.

Lu Chen's current cultivation can probably only be obtained after the first Heavenly Human ends.

Choice — 2. Enter the capital. (Hint: Situation unclear, may take some years.)

It might delay cultivation.

In the original plan, these ten years were for cultivating the Dao.

But! Thinking of the last simulation, when participating personally.

Lu Chen's extremely steady eyes.

Younger brother Lu Yu's unconditional trust in you.

Father and Mother's care for you.

Yu Ke really couldn't bear it in his heart.

"Why do these people in Daqing always want to block my path of cultivation?"

To abandon them and be a person in the mountains with no desires.

Yu Ke's heart could not do it.

He has now brought himself into Lu Chen's life.

Damn it!

Since that's the case, just like at twenty and thirty, change the world's situation to get the reward from the cauldron.

Yu Ke decided to choose 2. Enter the capital.

Following your choice, the simulation continues.

【You replied to Ma Bao, "Let's set off today."】

【"You'an, prepare yourself."】

【A trace of worry flashed across Liu Jinchan's face; he frowned and said, "Shenzhou, it might be inappropriate for you to go so rashly."】

【"Why not call more disciples to go together, or..." He paused, as if he had made up his mind, "I will go with you."】

【Hearing this, Yang Su hurriedly echoed, "I am willing to go with the Martial Uncle to protect your safety."】

【You shook your head gently, declining everyone's kindness.】

【Yang Su was greatly disappointed.】

【Lu Yu stood to the side, his tone firm, "Master, don't worry, as long as I am here, no one can touch my brother."】

【Liu Jinchan nodded slightly.】

【Ma Bao carefully looked at your face, trying to find the meaning of these words, but saw you were calm.】

【But he sensed in the dark that you, this Young Master, seemed to have changed, seemed to have made up your mind.】

【You walked into the Tomb of the Living Dead.】

【You have cultivated the Dao here for fifteen years and have never left Mount Zhongnan.】

【You gently took off your Daoist robe and placed it on the stone table to the side.】

【Afterward, you walked to a long-sealed wooden box and slowly opened it.】

【Inside the box was a piece of clothing.】

【Simple and unadorned, it looked ordinary on the outside, but looking closely, one could find that the inside of the clothing was made of pieces of cloth, with fine stitches, having been mended many times.】

【You picked up this piece of clothing and stroked it gently, with tenderness in your eyes.】

【This piece of clothing.】

【It was the "Ten Thousand People Robe" sent by the people of the Northern Territory when you resigned from office to cultivate the Dao.】

【That day, more than ten thousand "Ten Thousand People Umbrellas" and thousands of "Ten Thousand People Robes" were sent; you felt the hardship of the people.】

【You only took one, and have kept it carefully for many years.】

【Today, you put it on.】

【Yang Su led two fine horses for the two of you.】

【You and Lu Yu mounted the horses, and the disciples behind you stepped forward to see you off.】

【You looked back and said, "Take care."】

【Watching the backs of the two of you leaving, the faces of Lu Yu's disciples were full of reluctance and worry.】

【They knew that this trip to the capital was dangerous, an inquiry from a Daqing emperor.】

【The future is unknown, and danger looms.】

【Among them, some young disciples could not help but sob in low voices.】

【All the disciples were in low spirits, and the atmosphere in the hall was sad, only Yang Su laughed loudly, his laughter echoing, appearing particularly abrupt.】

【It actually aroused the curiosity of a group of disciples.】

【This action naturally aroused the curiosity and confusion of the disciples, who looked at each other.】

【After all!】

【Among the disciples, Yang Su was usually the closest to the Martial Uncle; this time the Martial Uncle went to the capital, and the outcome was unknown, so why was he so happy?】

【Yang Su mocked, "What do you know!"】

【Yang Su's laughter subsided, his gaze looking into the distance, watching the vast Mount Zhongnan, and sighed:】

【"The Martial Uncle has been delayed here for fifteen years."】

【"This departure is like a dragon getting rain, a roc soaring to the nine heavens."】

【Liu Jinchan also couldn't help but nod gently and sighed:】

【"The Young Master enters the capital, and the world will be stirred by wind and clouds."】

Daqing, Northern Territory border.

The starry sky was full, looking down at neat camps stationed one after another, flags fluttering.

In the fierce autumn wind!

The two characters "Northern Defense" on the flags were particularly eye-catching.

This place was the famous Northern Defense Army camp.

The three hundred thousand Northern Defense Army was the solid reliance for the stability of this Northern Territory for many years.

Its predecessor was the "Lu Family Army," but fifteen years ago, the Young Master, the Young Marshal, resigned.

The Lu Family Army changed its establishment and was renamed the Daqing Northern Defense Army.

An imperial decree from Daqing arrived, dusty and tired, bringing joy into the military camp.

In the commander's camp.

A bonfire was lit.

The firelight illuminated every corner of the tent.

A eunuch with a fair face and a gentle, handsome appearance finished reading the imperial decree.

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a smile.

"Marshal Feng, accept the decree."

He paused and added, "No, from now on, you should be called the Marquis of Gaomi."

"I, the servant, have two more decrees here for General Deng and General Wu."

"They are all great joys!"

Feng Haiping smiled, stood up, and pressed the imperial decree on the table, saying:

"Eunuch, don't be in a hurry."

"They will arrive later."

Besides the cumbersome format and flowery language, the core content of the imperial decree was concise and clear:

"Deciding on Yanbei, setting plans for Nanyang, breaking two hundred cities, without a single defeat."

These words were a very high evaluation and commendation for Feng Haiping's many years of military career.

Finally, a few words of extreme honor.

"Ennobled as Marquis of Gaomi."

Those ennobled as marquises in Daqing today are only twelve in total.

The eunuch was a bit strange about the man's actions, and there was some doubt in his heart.

The eunuch's name was Wei Hui, and he was the current Son of Heaven's personal attendant.

With the Second Imperial Prince holding the divine vessel and ascending the throne.

When one person gains the Dao, their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Wei Hui logically became the Director of the Imperial Horse Bureau, which could be considered powerful in the court, a close minister of the Son of Heaven.

However!

He was not too proud, knowing that there had always been an old ancestor in the backyard of the capital, that Nine-Thousand-Year-Old.

His journey here was like walking on thin ice, and now his status was also cautious.

Five days ago, the Son of Heaven issued three decrees.

The master ordered that the matter was of great importance.

Wei Hui did not dare to underestimate it, heading north all the way, without stopping, traveling day and night, for fear of delaying even a little bit.

Finally!

Arriving today, not daring to have any delay.

Entering the camp at night to read the imperial decree.

(End of this chapter)