Chapter 403: The Chaotic Times Are Coming

Bai Wei froze on the spot.

She could not believe it, turning her head to look at Li Zongguang, seeking confirmation.

"Grandpa, what he said isn't true, right?"

Li Zongguang did not answer; only after a long while did he let out a sigh.

"This should be the only way."

"It can't be." Bai Wei grabbed Li Zongguang's sleeve of coarse cloth, her eyes urgent, "Wasn't Grandma the Goddess of the Divine Witch Tribe? Didn't she ever mention any other way?"

"They were originally one person, only forcibly torn into two halves, which is why they appeared in different times and spaces." Li Zongguang's face also revealed deep helplessness, "I have been searching for a way all these years, but I still cannot find one."

Bai Wei was burning with anxiety; only now did she understand why, when she was at the camp of the Fusang People and wanted to teleport the injured Zhou Yanli back to the modern era, she could not get him across no matter what.

The reason was that Zhou Yuchuan existed in the modern era.

Zhou Yuchuan is in the modern era; just as it is impossible for there to be two identical leaves in the world, it is absolutely impossible for two identical people to appear in time and space simultaneously—this is a paradox.

There was no place for Zhou Yanli in the modern era, so he could not be teleported over.

"Grandpa, think about it again—"

Zhou Yanli stepped forward and stopped Bai Wei.

"Bai, Master saved me, raised me, and taught me literature and martial arts. In this world, Master hopes more than anyone that I can live on well."

"Master, he has already done his best."

His expression was calm, his eyes seemingly having seen through life and death.

Bai Wei looked at Zhou Yanli, her lips trembling, but she could not speak.

Zhou Yanli turned his head and looked at Xiao Moting.

"In any case, no matter what, I still have three years, so there is no need to rush."

"Before that, the most important thing now is your Beijiang. The Emperor has always viewed Beijiang as a thorn in his side; he had been enduring it, but now he has finally seized the opportunity to send troops to destroy Beijiang while you are away."

"Put my affairs aside for now; you should resolve the crisis at hand first."

Xiao Moting held his Long Sword, leaning quietly against the wall, never having interrupted their conversation.

During this time, there were members of the Northern Frontier Army who could not hold back and wanted to speak, but he stopped them all with a wave of his hand.

Although the military situation in Beijiang was urgent, he also knew better that Bai Wei must be even more anxious facing the life and death of a friend, so he only listened from the side.

Only then did he stand up straight and look at Bai Wei.

"Bai Wei, I have decided to rush back to Beijiang early tomorrow morning."

Qin Zhan had been holding it in for a long time, and only now dared to speak.

"That's right, without the Prince, the Northern Frontier Army is like a dragon without a head! Now Yuan Canghai, Yang Tianhu, and the Imperial Court have joined forces and have already dispatched troops to Beijiang."

"If the Prince doesn't rush back in time, relying solely on those ten-plus thousand troops in the Northern Frontier Camp, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold them off."

As he spoke, he looked at Li Zongguang.

"How about the old master Li comes back to Beijiang with us to take a look? Bai helped our Northern Frontier Camp cultivate farmland, build bungalows, and even installed electricity... Now the Northern Frontier Camp looks just like the world you come from."

Xiao Moting's sword-like brows lifted slightly, "Qin Zhan, don't be long-winded. The Imperial Court has already sent a large army toward Beijiang; a great battle is imminent, and Beijiang is no longer safe now."

After finishing, he looked at Li Zongguang with a serious expression.

"Old master Li, I am returning to Beijiang early tomorrow morning. Bai Wei... she will be left to you. I must trouble you to take her to a safe place to hide."

"Or..."

Speaking to this point, he looked deeply at Bai Wei again, as if he wanted to carve her into his heart.

"Or, you and the old master Li go back to your world."

"You want me to leave?" Bai Wei was startled, then shook her head vigorously, "Xiao Moting, now that a crisis has broken out in Beijiang, how could I possibly leave you here alone to face it?"

"You go back." Xiao Moting's tone carried a determination that brooked no refusal, "The chaotic times are coming; Daliang is no longer safe."

With the Fusang People coveting from the outside and the Imperial Court stabbing in the back, Daliang is about to fall into turmoil.

Even he had no certainty about the future.

Bai Wei hesitated for a moment.

She did not want to leave, but she could not stay here either.

With a great battle imminent, a much larger quantity of supplies would definitely be needed; relying solely on the items in her Warehouse, for the 180,000 Northern Frontier Army and the commoners in several cities, it was merely a drop in the bucket.

Only by returning to the modern era could she replenish military equipment and supplies for Xiao Moting.

"Grandpa, I'm going back to the modern era; do you want to come with me..."

"I must stay in Daliang." Li Zongguang's cloudy eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, "It was I who brought foreign trouble to Daliang, causing the originally weak Fusang to become a beast of the sea, coveting Daliang and wanting to dominate Shenzhou."

"Even if history has been changed, I must stop it."

Bai Wei's eyes flickered, "You mean..."

"Master wants to clean up the sect," Zhou Yanli added from the side, "Back then, the Divine Witch Tribe was destroyed. Master saved me and a child named Shi Yao, and raised us. We have a blood feud with the Daliang Imperial family."

At his mention, Bai Wei finally remembered there was a person named "Shi Yao."

"Grandpa, did you also save Shi Yao? Then, did you know about her becoming a Fusang Shrine Maiden?"

"I knew." Li Zongguang sighed deeply, "Her family and Yanli's family all died at the hands of the Daliang Emperor. It was also my fault; after coming to Daliang from the modern era, I fell down a mountain on the way to Wushan and injured my head, and was saved by the Yun Family who lived near Wushan."

"I forgot many things, including your grandmother, remembering only the mission to save the Divine Witch Tribe."

"After I saved Yanli and Shi Yao, in the process of raising them, I did not teach them to let go of their hatred. That these two children have developed to this point is also because I did not guide them correctly."

"Master, your guidance was not wrong; all of this is our own choice." Zhou Yanli shook his head, his gaze cold and firm, "The Daliang Emperor does indeed have a blood feud with us, but the target I want to take revenge on is only the Imperial family, while Shi Yao's thinking is more extreme; she wants to destroy all of Daliang and turn everything into dust."

Bai Wei was surprised, "Then the things Shi Yao gave to the Fusang People were taken from the Treasure Vault of the Divine Witch Tribe?"

"That is not the case." Zhou Yanli's gaze was cold, "The Treasure Vault of the Divine Witch Tribe is actually various supplies that Master and Mistress have been sending to Daliang over these decades. Mistress knew the Divine Witch Tribe would face a great disaster, so she prepared in advance, sending various supplies to the tribe and storing them in a secret cave for emergencies. To increase the shelf life of the supplies, the cave gate was sealed shut, forming a hermetically sealed space; only the Goddess can get the things inside through her Teleportation ability."

"Shi Yao is revered as a Shrine Maiden by the Fusang People, but she is not the real Goddess at all and cannot touch the things in the Treasure Vault."

"The supplies she used were supplies that Mistress had sent to the tribespeople in the past to help them survive famines. It's just that the Emperor sent troops for a night raid, and the Clan Leader had no experience and couldn't respond in time, so these supplies were never used. Later, after Shi Yao grew up, she took this portion of the supplies and handed them over to the Fusang People."