Chapter Twenty-Seven: Miscalculation

w if you'd like me to translate any other text!Jiang Wang struck her abdomen without hesitation, his true energy surging forth. He located the path of the celestial palace dragon that coiled around he...Jiao Wu ordered his men to send back the head of the Jian Guo spy, showing his determination to sever ties with Jian Guo completely and leave no room for reconciliation.

Thus, they tidied up, cleaned, sang and danced.

Wǔgōng Hóu Xuě Míngyì also did not face any further trouble, smiling as he sat down beside Jiào Wǔ. His goal had been achieved, there was no reason not to be calm.

With a mask covering his face, no one could see Mo Jingyu's expression, but throughout the entire banquet, he noticeably spoke much less.

The undercurrents between the three bigwigs stirred everyone's hearts, and afterward, no one could let go of the excitement.

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Even Fen Ming, who had been listless and uninterested, no longer touched his wine cup.

When the banquet was halfway through, Mo Jingyu took his leave. Xue Mingyi waited until Mo Jingyu left before bidding farewell to Jiao Wu.

And after these two left, Jiao Wu no longer needed to force himself to stay. He feigned tiredness and excused himself. After all, people like them didn't need to be too "down-to-earth".

The remaining guests were boisterous for a while, but in the end, they were all affected by what had just happened and couldn't muster much enthusiasm. Gradually, things cooled down.

Every person is thinking about the influence of the future, but in the end, most people can only wait for the future and then be "influenced".

As the music came to an end and the crowd began to disperse, a servant from the Marquis's mansion approached Feng Yue and whispered something in his ear.

Feng Yue then smiled, calmly getting up and leaving with him.

About the performance of Qingyun Pavilion Zong Shou's willingness to endure humiliation finally moved Hou Weining, or perhaps the visit of Marquis Wugong made Hou Weining Mansion put down his arrogance. In any case, Hou Weining Mansion gave Qingyun Pavilion a chance to repair their relationship. Based on Feng Yue's current performance and city mansion, there was almost no possibility of messing this up.

Thus, the purpose of Feng Yue's and his son's trip has almost been achieved. By residing in Qingyun Pavilion in Shun'an Prefecture and repairing their relationship with Shen Lin Houye, the only god-revered marquis in Shun'an Prefecture, this achievement would greatly benefit Feng Yue in his future bid for succession as the head of the sect.

Jiang Wang was very attentive in talking to Feng Ming, hoping to use this young master's connections to get into Qingyun Pavilion. Based on his experience at Lingkong Hall, he believed that the lost buildings of Yun Ding Xian Gong should exist in some secret way, thus avoiding being plundered.

And its location should be important, possibly very symbolic, so it wouldn't be easily lost during sectarian migration. The Lingkong Temple moved from Zhuangdi to Chengguo, but the lost buildings of Yun Ding Xian Palace still exist, which proves this point.

Even back in the days of Chiyun Mountain, he had been pondering a question. The entry criteria for Chiyun Mountain were so stringent, requiring the gathering of four: Qingyunting, Lingkong Hall, Lingshaogong, and Yunyou Weng, before it could be opened.

And from ancient times to the present, the world has undergone tremendous changes. Before Yun Ding Xian Gong selects a successor, how can we ensure that these four regions can continue to exist

Apart from the Cloud-Traveling Elder, the three factions initially were evenly matched. However, by now, only the Lingxiao Pavilion remains dominant, capable of contending with surrounding forces.

For example, Lingkong Temple was first crippled by Zhuang Chengqian, then fell into chaos during the conflict in Chengguo. Afterwards, it was subdued by Dou Mian of the Chu state's Dou clan and finally came under Jiang Wang's control. At any point in this process, if things had gone even slightly worse for them, Lingkong Temple could have been destroyed.

So what exactly guarantees the continuation of this legacy

Jiang Wang initially thought that Ye Lingxiao was secretly balancing everything, preparing for Ye Qingyu to take over Yun Ding Xian Gong. As for the years before Ye Lingxiao, it could also be understood that these four forces had some kind of ancient tacit understanding. Any one force becoming stronger would need to shoulder the responsibility of maintaining the legacy.

But after Ye Qingyu sent the Yunxiao Pavilion, this guess was overturned.

If it was Ye Lingxiao who balanced all of this, then the Spiritual Void Hall, the Qingyun Pavilion, these lost buildings should all be in his possession. Why not go all the way and give them all to Jiang Wang as well

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Jiang Wang had determined there was still another way to ensure the legacy of Yunding Xian Palace, but with his current understanding, he couldn't accurately deduce it.

Ye Lingxiao had once reminded him that Yun Ding Xian Palace was his fortune, but it might not be a blessing to him.

Therefore, the issue of the Yungding Xian Palace's transmission is very important. However, due to my limited knowledge, I can't find an answer right now. I can only put it aside for now.

As for returning to Qingyun Pavilion, as long as he manages to get into the mountain gate, relying on the connection between Yun Ding Xian Gong and the lost building, it's very likely that he could quietly take away the lost building. Just like when he took away Ling Kong Dian, the lost building, he didn't alarm anyone else.

Therefore, he must cherish the relationship with Feng Ming that they had finally built up.

Feng Ming wouldn't have talked much if he hadn't been drinking, but after his father was invited into the inner room by Wei Ning Hou, he became more talkative.

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Based on the information he had gathered in Wenxi County before and his encounter today, Jiang Wang formed a preliminary judgment about Feng Ming.

He has both cunning and ferocity, a strong sense of self-esteem, and also the common flaws of a rich young master, being unable to swallow his pride easily. This time, Feng Yue brought him to Wei Ning's mansion, besides giving him some polish, there might be an intention to temper his temperament.

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Listening to Feng Ming's tales of grandeur, she would occasionally chime in with agreement. Just then, a light, airy feedback came from the Heavenly Palace.

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Jiāng Wàng diverted a portion of his mind, falling into the Tiān Tiān Palace. Only to see wisps of blue smoke dissipate.

That was the last trace of the candle.

After Zhuang Chengqian's death, the soul candle was left behind in the Heavenly Palace. Although he knew it was a rare treasure, Jiang Wang didn't want to touch it. After experiencing Zhuang Chengqian and Bai Gu Shen's struggle for power, he now had enough respect for the underworld deities. He wouldn't be arrogant enough to think he could win against them. When faced with an unfavorable situation, avoidance was the best course of action.

He also didn't want to just throw the soul candle anywhere. Firstly, it might be a bit ominous and hinder whoever picked it up, causing harm unintentionally was not acceptable. Secondly, Zhuang Chengqian's oppressive presence was too strong, he was very worried that there might be some lingering aftereffects in the soul candle.

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So, he chose to directly move the divine seed, using samadhi fire to burn away the nether candle. Regardless of whether Zhuang Chengqian had a backup plan, the nether candle was burned into ashes, leaving nothing behind.

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But the tenacity of the candlewick surpassed imagination, the Samādhi true fire burned constantly, but until today, it is considered a success.

The candle burned out completely.

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At this moment, numerous mystical bone arts flowed through his mind, much like the first time he ignited a spirit lamp. Jiang Wang endured the instinct to learn, only silently recording them.

Even if these secret techniques were the strongest and most ingenious, he would certainly not learn or use them. However, it doesn't prevent him from recording them and contributing to the Daoist Stage of the Illusory Realm of Infinity.

If there are any problems with these secret arts, let the White Bone Venerable God and the Tai Xu Illusory Realm sort it out...

What are your plans after your brother

Perhaps because they were having a good time chatting, Feng Ming suddenly asked.

As expected, good things came in succession. The hidden danger of the ghost candle had been completely eliminated, a cause for celebration. He was pondering how to steer the conversation towards this topic with Feng Ming when he heard Feng Ming bring it up himself, and that brought another wave of joy.

Everything went smoothly.

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Jiang Wang put aside his current harvest and sighed: "Since my master passed away, I have often felt lost about the future. Elder brother, when you suddenly asked me this, I really haven't thought it through."

In the second inner chamber, black and white divine power seeds spun around. From the power of divine abilities, a direction was subtly guided in the ethereal realms.

Feng Ming nodded. "That's it."

Then he abruptly changed the subject: "When I traveled to Lan'an Prefecture..."

Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment.

He realized that he was overconfident.

It wasn't that he lacked the ability to mislead Feng Ming astray.

But in Feng Ming's choices, there was no option to seek refuge in Songhai at all!

Lack of insight leads to ineffective paths.n her voice. “Ling Xiao Pavilion lacks nothing.”“I’m not saying that Lingxiao Pavilion lacks this.” Jiang Wang was devoid of his usual battle-time wit and courage, sounding a little despondent instead...