newbobooks Chapter 340: That depends on what surnames the world will choose!
Chapter 340: That depends on what surnames the world will choose!
The four words "Half-step Divine Wandering" came like thunder, leaving Xiao Ruofeng, who had been proud of his Nine Heavens cultivation, stunned on the spot.
For him, these four words are a state that he dares not even dream of!
When he was at the Jixia Academy, Li Changsheng once said to Xiao Ruofeng privately that with his talent and hard work, he might be able to reach this realm when he was forty, but it would also require three parts of chance and seven parts of diligence.
In the whole world, there are only a dozen or so powerful Half-Step Divine Wandering Experts still alive!
Which one of these people is not a hero among warriors, and which one of them is not a master of a martial art?
Ye Dingzhi in front of him was only twenty-one years old. The cruel reality made Xiao Ruofeng's last bit of pride disappear without a trace along with the dissipating sword energy.
"Clap!"
The Haoque sword slipped from Xiao Ruofeng's hand, and he sighed again:
"Is this... a natural martial vein?"
The warhorse under Ye Dingzhi pawed its hooves, and two streams of white air spurted out of its nostrils. His face was as gloomy as water and he said calmly:
"No, this is the power of hatred!"
As soon as these words came out, a wave of true energy caused Ye Dingzhi's clothes to move without wind.
"Buzz!"
When Xiao Ruofeng looked up again, a statue of the god Mahadeva, with a red gold body, eight arms, three eyes, and holding various magical weapons, appeared on Ye Dingzhi's body, like a translucent armor, completely protecting his body!
"Acala Kung?"
Xiao Ruofeng had heard of Ye Dingzhi's domineering and brutal martial arts, but this was the first time he saw it.
"That was in the past. Now I call him Mahadeva!"
The eyes of Ye Dingzhi, who was covered by the statue, also emitted a faint red-gold light, like a god descending from the sky.
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The next day in the afternoon.
On the outskirts of Changning City, Baili Luochen Camp.
Xiao Ruofeng had not slept all night, and sat at the chief position on the left in the central military tent with a frosty face.
Beside him was Baili Chengfeng with a smile on his face. Opposite him sat Ye Dingzhi, holding a piece of wood more than three inches long in his hand, and concentrating on carving wooden flowers with a small carving knife.
Baili Luochen acted like a host, changed into casual clothes and sat in the main seat of the big tent with a smile on his face, looking like a kind old grandfather next door.
In front of the four people was an identical table, on which were placed some vegetables and a jar of good wine.
Baili Luochen looked at Xiao Ruofeng with a smile and said in a gentle tone:
"Your Highness, please don't blame me. Feng'er and Dingzhi followed my advice and set up an ambush at Sanqipu. Otherwise, there would be no one else in the world who could bring Your Highness back so easily!"
This was true, but when Baili Luochen said it, he gave Xiao Ruofeng enough face.
Everyone in the world knows that when it comes to commanding troops and fighting, no one can match the God of Killing Baili Luochen!
Even Xiao Ruofeng, a leader among the younger generation, can only call himself a junior.
Seeing that Xiao Ruofeng remained silent, Baili Luochen raised his glass towards Xiao Ruofeng and said:
"Your Highness, there's no need to feel sorry for yourself. To be defeated by this old man, you're truly a renowned general... If you don't mind my age, how about this glass of wine as apology?"
Having said that, Xiao Ruofeng dared not continue to hold it in his hands. He quickly raised his glass and responded with great respect:
"Old Marquis, you're too kind. Ruofeng has idolized you since childhood, but the fact that you rebelled against Dali has left a knot in Ruofeng's heart that he can't quite untie..."
Baili Luochen nodded, praising Xiao Ruofeng's character and martial arts:
"Your Highness, please don't blame me. Your father, the Emperor, and Ding Zhi's late father, Ye Yu, and I have been brothers for decades. We promised to share hardships and never let each other down, but what happened in the end?"
"A throne and a crown can completely abandon the bond of brotherhood. Alas... there's a saying that goes: A king can share hardships, but not happiness!"
"Once the world is at peace, we brothers who hold heavy military power will become outsiders. I understand this, old man, so you don't have to worry too much!"
"Come! This glass of wine will serve as a way to calm you down. If we're talking about closeness, you and Ding Zhidu should both call me uncle!"
Four wine glasses were raised at the same time, but Xiao Ruofeng was the only one who was unable to drink.
He held up the cup, and the bitterness in his stomach far outweighed the wine in it.
Baili Luochen saw him like this, but he didn't care and just said lightly:
"Ruofeng, listen to your uncle's advice. What your father did has nothing to do with you, the prince. In my eyes, you are my child, just like Dongjun and Dingzhi. Don't worry, you are even safer here than in the Tianqi Palace!"
Xiao Ruofeng gave a forced smile and drank the wine in the glass.
The wine almost flowed down Xiao Ruofeng's back. He looked at the other three people in the tent, and had thousands of words in his mind but couldn't say a word.
Baili Luochen still had the smile of an elder on his face as he looked at Xiao Ruofeng and said:
"Good boy, your uncle promises you that if you want to return to Tianqi, your uncle will naturally let you go. If you want to stay here for a while, your uncle is also welcome to do so. Everything is up to you."
Xiao Ruofeng sighed silently in his heart:
"Baili Luochen is truly sincere. Could it be that... is my father truly wrong? Oh, if only I weren't born into a royal family, how wonderful it would be! I'd rather ride with young men like Baili Dongjun, Wen Yanzhao, and Ye Dingzhi, and roam the world as I please!"
After pondering for a moment, Xiao Ruofeng looked up and said:
"My Lord, if your wind skills are inferior to others, you can only admit defeat!"
"I also know that the Marquis is an upright person, so he will naturally not make things difficult for me. Ruofeng does not want to return to Tianqi, nor does he want to stay in the Marquis' army. He just wants to find a quiet place to stay for a few days."
When Baili Chengfeng heard this, he spoke for his father:
"Why don't you go find Dong Jun? He and Mr. Li have been traveling around the world and are currently in the fairyland of Xueyue City. You two brothers have always been good friends, and I believe he would really like you to go."
"Besides, Mr. Li is your mentor. Perhaps he would be more willing to see you now."
Ye Dingzhi, who had been silent for a long time, also smiled and said:
"Young sir, I think the prince's suggestion is a good one. It's just right for you to go and see what Dongjun has been busy with recently. It's been four or five months, and I haven't heard from him. I really miss him!"
"Snow Moon City? I seem to have heard the teacher mention it a few times when I was in school, but I don't know where exactly the city is."
Xiao Ruofeng responded indifferently.
Baili Chengfeng waved his hand and said loudly:
"That's not that difficult. I'll send a pigeon to Dong Jun and ask him to tell you the location."
Xiao Ruofeng nodded, thought for a moment, and asked Baili Luochen with a worried look:
"My Lord, let's put aside the matter of going to Xueyue City. Ruofeng has something to ask you!"
Baili Luochen looked at Xiao Ruofeng and said with a smile:
"Ruofeng, please speak."
Xiao Ruofeng's expression changed, and he asked seriously:
"Ruofeng only has one question for me. If the Marquis were to march upon the city of Tianqi in the future, wiping out the Xiao family's century-old sovereignty, would the Marquis declare himself emperor?"
Baili Luochen had long expected Xiao Ruofeng to ask this question. He was not surprised, but lowered his eyelids and said slowly:
"That depends on what the people of the world will choose!"
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