Chapter 628: Sitting and Watching the Clouds Rise

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Charcoal Girl watched the young prince, who had resolved to practice "silent meditation." Still not giving up, she resorted to provocation, saying, "Xu Fengnian, you were once the greatest martial artist in the world. Are you truly afraid to compete with a mere young woman?"

Xu Fengnian gazed at the Confucian scholar with the bowl in front of him, understanding clearly that Charcoal Girl's words contained too many deceptions, half-truths he could ignore. This person was more likely someone who could restrain Huang Longshi; otherwise, the demon Huang Sanjia would not have been so secretive earlier, absolutely refusing to enter the Land Immortal realm. As for the one truly wanting to subdue him, it was most likely Charcoal Girl herself.

Nurturing qi, gathering destiny, occupying fortune, and ultimately achieving a great phenomenon—step by step, gradually. Charcoal Girl's seniority within the Guanyin Sect of the South Sea was even higher than that old woman's. She was also a "sword embryo," her own destiny was already considerable, and she had picked up Xu Fengnian's lost fortune. She could be said to possess great luck. If she could decisively defeat Xu Fengnian here, and fully assimilate his essence, it was not impossible for her to become an unprecedented Land Celestial.

The Tide-Listening Pavilion had amassed countless unique, rare, and copied martial arts manuals. Additionally, it contained numerous classified archives detailing secrets of various sects. While the Guanyin Sect was considered the foremost land for Southern Qi practitioners, the Tide-Listening Pavilion had still failed to gather any information regarding the *Immortal Audience Painting*. However, Li Chungang, who had personally beaten Charcoal Girl's master back into the sea, once mentioned that her martial arts were merely impressive, and her swordsmanship not top-tier. Yet, even when fighting him, she was unwilling to use the profound techniques expected of a Qi practitioner. Therefore, her journey through the martial world was peculiar; she met many martial arts veterans and young talents, casting a wide net to gain familiarity, surely harboring an unspeakable agenda. When Xu Fengnian first heard Charcoal Girl's incessant chatter, he didn't pay much attention to her words, focusing more on the reason why Deng Tai'a had flooded the Guanyin Sect with a single sword stroke. But after Charcoal Girl called out his name a second time, Xu Fengnian immediately felt a sudden insight and grew alert. Afterwards, almost every time she spoke, she would include his name, "Xu Fengnian," making him even more cautious. Furthermore, because of Gao Shulu's Mountain Sealing Talisman, he thought of the lineage of talismans across the land. Among them were true masters who, when traversing mountains and rivers, often carried "victory-over-evil talismans" passed down by their ancestors for generations. They were familiar with all the names of immortals and demons in the world: they would worship gods to gain opportunities, and slay evil spirits to accumulate Yin virtue. Thus, whenever they encountered mountain spirits or ghosts, they could call them by name and, with the aid of incantations, those with profound cultivation could, according to what their founding ancestors taught, recite hidden spells originally kept secret in the heavens, immediately summoning Heavenly Purple Thunder to strike them down. Those with slightly weaker cultivation could form hand seals, perform ritual steps, and utter true words to repel evil, thereby safely entering and exiting deep mountains and great rivers.

Just as Charcoal Girl was about to speak, Xu Fengnian for the first time spoke up proactively, asking, "Your actions go against the original intention of your sect. At Youyan Villa by the lake, that old woman said she would bring a large number of Qi practitioners to the Beiliang border battlefield. If I die, you lose your protective charm, and complications are inevitable. Aren't you afraid of being captured by your sect?"

Charcoal Girl chuckled playfully, "When a general is outside, military orders are not always strictly obeyed, you know."

Charcoal Girl clearly sensed the increasingly strong killing intent from the man on horseback. She smiled, her face innocent and guileless, "A good man doesn't fight with a woman, and besides, you are the esteemed King of Beiliang. Don't bother with a little woman like me. I'll leave now and never provoke you again, obediently staying on the isolated island in the South Sea until you die; only then will I return to the mainland."

Xu Fengnian bent down and gently stroked the horse's mane.

Charcoal Girl's expression changed drastically, and she said anxiously, "Xu Fengnian, can't you be a little more magnanimous?!"

Within the ten-odd *zhang* distance between them, sheets of motionless rain instantly solidified, visible to the naked eye, like gates descending from the sky, continuously pushing towards Charcoal Girl.

Xu Fengnian lightly clenched his fist. Although no rain curtain formed behind Charcoal Girl, thousands of raindrops shot towards the woman's back. Charcoal Girl joined two fingers and drew an arc. The long scroll with the painted figures revolved in a circle around her. She intently studied the man who, by all accounts, should have reached peak power but had seemingly lost it, and cried out in alarm, "Xu Fengnian, you intentionally set me up?!"

Countless soybean-sized raindrops violently struck the scroll, and sheets of rain, infused with violent sword intent, tilted and collapsed towards Charcoal Girl's front.

Xu Fengnian gently pressed his heels against the horse's flanks and slowly moved forward. This top-grade Beiliang warhorse actually stepped directly onto a path of rain curtain, gradually ascending to a height where he could look down on Charcoal Girl, who had intended to exploit a weakness. Each time the horse's hooves landed, the long scroll circling Charcoal Girl trembled.

Xu Fengnian said calmly, "Everyone in the world has their own reasons to speak, but some great truths remain the same."

Yu Dilong mumbled indignantly, "You can take Master's fortune as you wish, but you, you hag, actually harbor ill intentions."

Charcoal Girl, desperately supporting against the crushing rain curtains and the striking raindrops, said furiously, "What Heaven bestows, if not taken, will bring blame upon oneself! This isn't your charity, Xu Fengnian; it's what Heaven intends to put into my hands!"

Xu Fengnian, as the master, remained expressionless, but Yu Dilong, the disciple and bystander, was truly enraged to the extreme. He gnashed his teeth, the child unaware that a magnificent "great aura" was radiating from him—neither the gang qi of Daoism nor the golden rainbow of Buddhism.

In a daze, suddenly entering a state of forgetting self and surroundings, Yu Dilong stared at the magnificent scroll, his eyes burning with fervor. He dismounted, and the child ran faster and more agilely than a runaway wild horse, even breaking directly through the thick, immensely heavy rain curtain of qi. He reached out and snatched Wang Xianzhi, who was depicted in a dark hue on the scroll, pulling him back. Charcoal Girl was not enraged by this strange child's intervention; she was only pleasantly surprised. His intrusion likely made Xu Fengnian worry if the child would be harmed physically or mentally by the rain curtain, causing him to relax his defenses. This gave Charcoal Girl, who was trapped, a glimmer of hope. Just as she was channeling her will, intending to crash backward with the scroll, she suddenly realized that the Immortal Figure Painting, which she had nourished for many years, had been easily snatched away by the child. Charcoal Girl's vision went dark, and she was so overwhelmed by anger that she almost fainted. She barely managed to steady herself and open her eyes, seeing that the scroll had split in two: most of it had been taken by the child, but one figure remained in its original spot.

The man with the bowl, Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian released his qi. The warhorse gently descended into the mud, unharmed. He instructed Yu Dilong, "Put it away."

The bewildered Yu Dilong didn't know how to put it away. But with just a thought, the figures on the long scroll quickly overlapped, and what he held in his hand became like a scroll rod.

Charcoal Girl was terrified and uneasy, falling back into the mud with a plop. Her face was as white as snow, and combined with her white clothes, she looked like a ghostly woman wandering at night. She kept mumbling to herself, "How is this possible? How could this happen...?"

Xu Fengnian ignored the naturally arrogant and spoiled young woman, instead looking at the last remaining figure.

The figure in the painting, with one hand under the bowl, remained seated, but his body slowly floated upward, meeting Xu Fengnian's gaze precisely.

Xu Fengnian asked, "Was it you who secretly gave instructions for Zhao Huangchao to raise the evil dragon in Difu Mountain? Then helped Huang Longshi stir up the Spring and Autumn period by going with the flow? And finally, guarded Tai'an City, preventing Wang Xianzhi, the foster father of the old Prince Jing'an Zhao Heng, from going to the capital to boost his momentum during the Zhao imperial succession struggle? Most of the literary and martial evaluations over the years were also from your hand, weren't they?"

The man whose face remained indistinct did not speak.

Xu Fengnian asked with a smile, "Heaven, Earth, and Man each have their clear numerical principles. Yuan Benxi, for decades, should have been monitoring connections for the Liyang Dynasty, while Zhao Huangchao cultivated reclusion, creating that geographical advantage. So, I assume you are the leader of the Northern Qi practitioners. What puzzles me is why you didn't intervene when Hong Xixiang cut off the fallen dynasty's fortune with his sword, causing two streams to flow into Beiliang and Western Chu respectively?"

The man finally spoke. The moment he did, the torrential rain in this part of the world instantly fell silent. "It was merely a debate between heaven and man. I once argued for the Zhao imperial family, who received the mandate of heaven. As for you, what do you say?"

Xu Fengnian sneered, "He just loves being self-righteous and spouting nonsense."

The man retorted, "Is that so?"

Xu Fengnian seemed unwilling to engage in a war of words.

The man said with a laugh, "In the next ten years, there will be four major battles. I only need to win one to win everything."

After watching clouds rise and fall for untold years, the man finally stood up, his feet seemingly sinking into the mud of the path.

Xu Fengnian watched as the man began walking forward, then brushed past him, and headed towards Western Shu.

Xu Fengnian stood his ground, Yu Dilong wore a bewildered expression, and Charcoal Girl's heart was ashes.

Xu Fengnian looked up at the raindrops continuously falling through the night sky, each one clear.

The current trends of the world were no longer so ambiguous. Crown Prince Zhao Zhuan, needless to say, possessed an unparalleled inherent advantage and still held the most fortune.

Huang Sanjia and Yuan Qingshan, the Imperial Advisor of Beimang, had both chosen Zhao Zhu.

This person, perhaps the true Confucian Sage of the last hundred years, had chosen Chen Zhibao.

This was undoubtedly the situation Xu Fengnian least wanted to see.

Xu Fengnian turned to Charcoal Girl and said, "Stealing heavenly secrets through external objects is not a long-term solution after all. If you are truly interested in the martial world, I'll make a deal with you."

Charcoal Girl's eyes lit up. "You want me to bring the Guanyin Sect's Qi practitioners to the border to rally support for Beiliang?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head, "I want you to temporarily relocate all your sect's personnel behind the Jinqingyang Tomb defense line. And you are permitted to withdraw from Beiliang if the situation turns unfavorable."

Charcoal Girl looked startled. "Are you crazy?"

Xu Fengnian shook his head, "It's the Beimang Empress who has 'gone mad,' and Beiliang and I have no choice but to go mad with her."

Charcoal Girl said with a wronged expression, "How dare I travel the martial world alone now? From here to the South Sea, I'd have to take a roundabout route, a journey of thousands of miles. Can you really be at ease?"

Xu Fengnian glanced at her.

Charcoal Girl pouted, giving up and admitting defeat, "Alright, alright, I get it. You just want to say you walked down from Beimang like that, right? But you're a man, and I'm just a weak woman! What if I delay your important affairs? At worst, I'll just die somewhere..."

Xu Fengnian smiled, "I will have Mi Fengjie, the Master of Sunken Sword Cave, escort you south back to the Guanyin Sect."

Charcoal Girl, pushing her luck, said, "Is there anyone more powerful?"

Xu Fengnian asked, "How about me?"

Charcoal Girl chirped with delight, "Great!"

Xu Fengnian no longer paid attention to this muddle-headed immortal maiden, and spurred his horse forward on his own.

Yu Dilong followed closely.

Leaving her behind, stomping her foot in complaint.

In the rainy night, Yu Dilong suddenly called out, "Master!"

Xu Fengnian turned his head, puzzled.

The child grinned, perhaps suddenly unsure what to say, and scratched his head.

Xu Fengnian laughed, "Since you've acknowledged me as your master, let me tell you something: from now on, whenever you see an immortal maiden like that, high and mighty in the martial world, hit every single one you see until they cry and run home."

Yu Dilong nodded heavily.

It was precisely because of this unthinking, humorous conversation between master and disciple that night.

For the next hundred years in the martial world, no one dared to call themselves an immortal maiden again.

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