Chapter 225: Shi Anqi

Let go of me!

After attempting to break free, Shi Anqi quickly gave up the resistance.

Who knows how this kid trained his physical body to possess such powerful strength.

Recalling the time when the two were not yet familiar with each other, Shi Anqi had once witnessed Ren Yidao's application of physical strength.

Now it was not so unacceptable, just a bit surprised that his strength was actually beyond previous estimations.

Although he had only dodged subconsciously just now and did not truly use his strength, it was not something an ordinary Dharma Aspect could block.

Looking at this kid again, he had a relaxed expression, as if he hadn't noticed what had happened at all.

"Although it is hard to believe, I fear this kid's physical body strength has already touched the threshold of Spirit Transformation?"

What an enviable talent!

Shi Anqi, whose own talent was considered quite decent, smacked his lips and, feeling somewhat dispirited, poured himself a cup.

Each generation of the world produces its own talents, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front; each wave is stronger than the last.

For an old thing like himself, in a while, would he not be slapped onto the beach?

Actually, even without Ren Yidao's stimulation, Shi Anqi would have had some reflections today anyway.

Even though it was just a fleeting glance today, Shi Anqi was still able to observe the brilliance of the Eastern Wasteland Princes from that glimpse.

Although most of them did not know why they had fallen into a coma, the wildness that rushed toward him from each of them had not disappeared.

That kind of wildness revealed from their bones could not be compared to those Princes of the Beigan royal family who only knew how to play with words all day long.

In Shi Anqi's view, regarding the cultivation of the next generation, the Eastern Wasteland indeed does much better than Beigan.

Among Ren Yidao's generation, the Second Prince and Ninth Princess of the Beigan royal family are brilliant enough, but it is hard to evaluate the others.

Over in the Eastern Wasteland, although the Chu Family will not hand over the position of Eastern Wasteland Lord, there has never been a conclusion for positions outside of that.

What hereditary succession? What generational inheritance? What Heaven's mandate is yours?

Never heard of it!

The Chu King doesn't care, and the other kings of various sizes will never easily make concessions.

Across the entire Eastern Wasteland, there is only one eternal theme—war!

Endless war!

With such folk customs, in the cultivation of the younger generation, one cannot escape this cruel fate.

The strong remain strong, the weak perish!

Treat life and death with indifference, if you aren't convinced, just fight!

Perhaps until now, there has been no way for the most brilliant heaven-gifted talent in the Eastern Wasteland's younger generation to emerge from this quagmire.

It is not that there are no such examples, but those who emerged were either secretly strangled by the Chu Family early on, or were recruited and incorporated.

Yet with many previous examples, many people still firmly believe that one day, this quagmire will surely raise a true dragon.

And looking at Beigan?

Shi Anqi can only use four words to evaluate it.

A pool of stagnant water.

I don't know if it is his illusion, but the atmosphere of Beigan has had a kind of inexplicable... "lying flat" since a long time ago.

I don't know where it spread from, but those sects in Beigan are generally of an otherworldly nature.

The Sword Casting Hut only knows how to cast swords all day, and the disciples under them like iron blocks more than women, but fortunately, they also have shops specifically for external sales, so it is not considered completely otherworldly.

Wanhua Valley is considered the most active among the three major sects, but it is bound by the sect's rules, only accepting female disciples, and there is nothing to discuss with men...

But damn it, those crazy people with abnormal brains don't think about it.

The world is so big, besides you and places like nunneries, how many forces exist without men!

Not to mention the Divine Path Sect; it would be good if they could squeeze out a fart in a thousand years.

It is just that Ren Yidao appeared during this period, and there could be some movement; before, it had been quiet to a degree that would make people feel uneasy.

With three big brothers as examples setting a good precedent, the remaining sects also followed suit, with little interference in the secular world.

And because of Beigan's highly centralized power, although those princes and nobles are sometimes restless, most of the time they are obediently acting as good children.

Actually, you can't blame them, after all... if you don't listen, you will get beaten.

The only ones relatively active in Beigan turned out to be just the aristocratic families.

And after the tossing and turning of the previous period, even the aristocratic families have started to become "salted fish."

Wait, the aristocratic families also... hiss!

"Could it be!"

Thinking of a possibility, Shi Anqi's heart was greatly shocked; unable to care about anything else, he couldn't even hold the wine cup in his hand.

Ren Yidao was quick-eyed and fast-handed, steadily catching the falling cup, and looked at Shi Anqi strangely.

What does this brother mean?

If you don't want to answer my question, forget it; why start acting crazy and stupid?

If I hadn't reached out to catch it, this cup of wine would have spilled all over his pants!

"Ah no, change the train of thought; perhaps he just wanted this kind of development?"

After thinking about it, Ren Yidao felt that he had probably done a bad thing with good intentions.

This is not good, not good.

Thus, Ren Yidao quietly turned his wrist and silently poured the wine in the cup onto Shi Anqi's pants...

Watching the water stain on the pants getting bigger and bigger, Ren Yidao's smile also became more and more arrogant.

"So that's it! I understand!"

Immersed in his own world, Shi Anqi did not notice the chill beneath his crotch, and he slapped the table, exclaiming with great emotion:

"I actually only just now understood His Majesty's painstaking efforts! Truly, compared to His Majesty, my own wit is still far too lacking!"

Ren Yidao:?

No, even if you want to butter up Li Long, you don't need to say it in front of me, right?

I am not going to help you put in a good word for you in front of him, you know.

Quietly placing his wine cup back on the table, Ren Yidao silently sat a little further away.

He wanted to see what exactly this old companion was raving about.

"I was actually doubting in my heart before that His Majesty was acting on his own whims just like when he was young; I never expected there to be such deep calculations behind this!"

"By using the matter of appointing a prime minister, he lured out the aristocratic families who seemed well-behaved in the past but were actually the most restless, and took the opportunity of the bloodbath in Jiangnan to give them a severe beating."

"After beating the grass to startle the snake, all the forces in the entire Beiming Divine Continent have become well-behaved... His Majesty's divine strategy is truly admirable!"

Sighing with emotion, Shi Anqi grabbed the wine cup on the table, intending to pour the wine into his mouth.

Hm?

Where is my wine?

And while he was bewildered, Ren Yidao shrugged his shoulders and said noncommittally:

"Is... is that so? Perhaps."

Why do I feel like something isn't quite right? Are you perhaps over-interpreting your boss's actions?

While raising his hand to pour wine for Shi Anqi, Ren Yidao slandered him in his heart.

"In my view, he just had his own fun first, and then went with the flow to make those arrangements."

I am purely judging others by my own standards, and I must be right.