t is constantly changing and unpredictable. Before witnessing it, there's never a fixed form. Only when witnessed does it become solidified.There is an ancient saying in the art of divination: "Heaven...When the Emperor of Great Qi called a halt to the battle, the outcome was naturally decided. Although Jiang Wang was wounded all over at this time, Chong Xuan remained spotless and untarnished.

Although Chong Xuanzun still had two star wheels, although he was still full of fighting spirit and his blood surged like a river...

But the winner and loser have already been decided.

At least for now.

Zhong Xuan stood in the air, and suddenly burst into laughter. His black hair and white clothes fell down, and with a wave of his hand, he dispersed the sun, moon, and stars. Then, he turned and stepped down from the sky, striding out gracefully.

The palace gates naturally opened for him.

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His presence outside the palace drew many eyes, some hidden, some overt. They all focused on him intently. His every breath was palpable in the tense silence.

He was already accustomed to being in the spotlight and didn't care about people's opinions.

Under the majestic palace, his steps were willful, his laughter carefree.

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"Farewell, for now. May our paths cross again on the rivers and mountains of this world, Jiang Qingyang!"

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He left just like that, as effortlessly as Jiang Wang had seen him for the first time.

Outside the palace gate, Churchill waited and glanced at Jiang Wang from afar. He didn't give him any look and followed Chong Xuan Zun with small steps.

Now only Jiang Wang stood before the crumbling floor tiles of De Lu Palace. He and the Great Emperor within were separated by just a single door. But Han Ling, guarding the entrance, would not let him in again. The reunion of Chong Xuan Zun in the Jianghu was viewed as a blessing.

Because the outcome of this journey is uncertain, both fortune and misfortune are truly unpredictable.

He won the second battle against Chong Xuanzun, but his heart was not filled with exhilaration.

He personally severed the road leading away from Qi, but the path ahead remained unclear.

But that is his choice.

His starting point was a ruin. All these years of effort had been for the purpose of returning to that ruin.

Even the most brilliant scenes cannot make him sleep soundly. Right and wrong sometimes can only be judged by time, or perhaps, right and wrong no longer matter. Sadly, after leaving his homeland, he walked thousands of miles alone, and now he must walk back alone again.

He bowed respectfully towards the palace, and said: "Your Majesty, your servant bids you farewell!"

“Keep the set of “Histories Carved on the Sea” I gave you. There’s no need for you to read it again.” The emperor’s voice echoed through the palace: “Having read through four thousand years of history, with millions upon millions of words, you still don't know how to protect yourself as a wise man. It seems that studying diligently doesn’t necessarily lead to true wisdom.”

Jiang Wangdao: "This set of books, I haven't brought with me. Your Majesty, if you really want it, I will have someone buy a set and return it to you."

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Han Ling stared at Jiang Wang hungrily, as if he was ready to pounce and forcibly search his storage pouch the moment they disagreed.

But the emperor merely said, "Stop calling me your sovereign."

Then the authoritative voice rose slightly: "Duke Wu'an, Jiang Wang, is guilty of great impiety! Now his title is revoked, his office stripped, his fiefdom seized, he is demoted to commoner, and exiled from Qi! Han Ling, you are in charge of carrying this out." Before Jiang Wang could react, he was already standing outside the Dalu Palace with Han Ling, the palace gate firmly shut.

He bowed deeply once more before the palace gate: “I wish Your Majesty good health and may your reign be long and prosperous!”

And then he rose, with this wounded and tattered body, and walked out of the palace.

Han Ling, tasked with expelling the commoner Jiang Wang, quickly followed and reached out to help. With a touch, he replenished his qi and blood, repairing his Ru Yi Immortal Garment.

As the chief officer of the Grand Qi Palace, he had no personal feelings for Jiang Wang. His love and hate were the same as the emperor's.

As Jiang Wang walked towards the palace exit, his every move was shrouded in unseen gazes.

Both remained silent until they stepped out of the palace. Outside the palace walls, a sea of people surged!

This square has always been deserted, with no food stalls or taverns allowed, and no hawking or gatherings permitted. When has it ever seen so many people

With so many people gathered together yet silent, it shows good discipline. It is obvious that the vast majority are soldiers.

Among the crowd were many familiar faces, causing Jiang Wang to pause.

He lingered outside this gate, composing himself, and with a smile said, "Are you all having breakfast here"

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Now it is the time of Chen, which is also the "breakfast" time, many people get up and eat breakfast at this time.

Once, the former Marquis of Wuan had greeted his former subordinates.

But the crowd before him remained silent.

As if one could keep him here with this silence.

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Jiang Wang paused for a moment before moving forward. Han Ling silently followed behind him.

The crowd also silently parted to make way.

Jiang Wang walked slowly through the crowd. He had long known the weight of gazes, and he had borne it.

His determination, was conveyed in this silence.

Suddenly, a man knelt on one knee, blocking her way, looking up at Jiang Wang with a sorrowful expression: "Lord! Do you remember me In the Minxi Corridor of Xia Country, you saved me! You... why are you leaving" Jiang Wang looked at him. She didn't really remember saving him, but this face was familiar, someone who had followed her in battle in Xia land.

During the battle in the Minxi Corridor, the great general Yan Po of Yi Country and Zhou Xiong of Xia Country fought fiercely, leaving many Qi soldiers caught in the crossfire.

He was on the lookout for an opportunity to join the fight and help Yan Po, while also rescuing people. This inadvertently gave Yi Shengfeng, who was hiding nearby, a chance to seize upon it and welcome Thin Fortunate Lang's surprise attack.

This man was probably just one of the common soldiers at that time.

As a general, focusing only on the lives and deaths of individual soldiers, without prioritizing self-preservation or maximizing his own impact, is foolish. Yet, it also becomes the reason people remember him fondly.

Jiang Wang reached out and lifted the man, patting him on the shoulder and preparing to leave. But the crowd suddenly knelt down in unison, a vast expanse of bowed heads.

A cacophony of voices rose up.

They all questioned him, each one asking about his conquests: which cities he had stormed, what generals he had slain, whose banners he had raised beside, and with whom he had shared his wine... Finally, they all asked him why he was leaving.

Jiang Wang had no choice but to raise his palm and make a downward pressing motion. Only then did these hot-blooded soldiers quiet down.

“This matter is the court's own announcement, so I won't say more. Please refer to the official announcement from the court for details.” His gaze swept across the crowd, and he said sincerely: “However, my brothers and sisters, I will never forget the days we fought side by side. Today's farewell is not a permanent goodbye. In the future, whenever our paths cross in the martial world, I shall toast to you all!”

“Let me offer you a toast first!” Li Longchuan, adorned with jade ornaments, walked out from the crowd, carrying a jug of wine in his hand and two cups between his fingers.

He was walking out while kicking people with his boots: "Get up, everyone. My mind is made up. You can say your goodbyes now."

The soldiers all rose to their feet.

Jiang Wang completely understood his friend's emotions, he just smiled and said: "Today we drink wine that has come by hard work!"

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After receiving the cup, he drank it all in one go.

Turning the cup upside down, he smiled and said, “Please tell Phoenix Yao sister that I’m well, and I hope to have the opportunity to apologize in person someday.”

It was Li Longchuan who felt a little embarrassed, and he rather awkwardly accompanied with a cup.

After the liquor goes down, some shame sinks in, while some worry rises.

He said earnestly, "I hope we won't meet on the battlefield."Alas, in these days, the nations are at war constantly. A ruler chooses his ministers, and ministers choose their rulers; the movement of talented people between states is a common occurrence. The current prime minister of Daqi, Jiang Rumuo, was also brought from Shen State by his grandfather when he was young.

However, when it comes to individuals, there are also differences. For example, a national prodigy like Jiang Wang, with illustrious military achievements, the more the emperor values him, the less likely he is to allow him to become a sword in the hands of another country.

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Jiang Wang promised not to play for any other countries. This promise was believed not only because of Jiang Wang's personal character, but also because he came back to Qi State in person to resign.

The logic here is very simple—if he were to go to any hegemon state, he would just go directly. The pressure from the state of Qi would be borne by those hegemon states. There was no need for him to return to the state of Qi at all, to test Duke Tian's feelings with his own life and death.

Few people knew what Jiang Wang was going to do next. In Jiang Wang's understanding, besides Chongxuan Sheng, it should only be the current emperor.

Because he had hardly ever mentioned Zhuang Gaoxian in front of people, throughout this arduous journey, he remained silent, swallowing his blood.

So, the weight of those smiling words, "I hope we have the chance to meet again," was something Li Longchuan didn't understand now. But he understood the gravity behind Li Longchuan's words, "Don't meet on a battlefield." Despite giving up all his fame and fortune in Qi, presenting himself as someone who only sought enlightenment with ruthless determination, Li Longchuan still considered him a friend.

So he stated firmly, “Absolutely not.”

After Li Longchuan stepped out of the crowd, it was Yan Fu and his brother Yan Xian, who were the most popular among the noble circles of Linzi.

“I’m not drinking with you. I have something to do later.” He said it casually, as if Jiang Wang was just going out for a short while. He casually slapped a stack of deeds into Jiang Wang's hand: “There are some houses here, in several major countries in Wu Yu. Choose wherever you find convenient. You don’t have to bother furnishing them yourself.”

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The blinding wealth seemed to push Li Longchuan back, his hand lightly covering his nose and mouth in a manner befitting a young man of status showing disgust at something vulgar.

Jiang Wang pushed the stack of deeds back, saying sincerely: "Brother Yan Xian, I appreciate your kindness. However, my heart is set on seeking the Dao. In the future, I should be in deep mountains and old forests, desolate and dangerous places, and I won't need all these properties."

Yan Nu looked at him thoughtfully, then slapped a storage box into Jiang Wang's hand. "Keep this talisman box for protection. If you live deep in the mountains and forests, snakes, insects, rats, and ants can be quite troublesome."Jiang Wang was afraid he would see something else, so he readily took it: "Then I'll accept it with gratitude. I'll bring you some local specialties from the deep mountains and forests when I get back."

At this time, a thin and black little boy emerged from the crowd and immediately hugged Jiang Wang's thigh. Before he could speak, tears streamed down his face.

And then he shouted at the top of his lungs, a voice that pierced the heavens and echoed with indescribable horror: "Master!"

Jiang Wang helplessly looked at him.

He raised his tear-filled, flowers weeping face: “Master, I will walk with you. I offer you my sword!”

"You little brat! Is this how you were taught" The contemporary Duke of Bo Wang was incredibly angry as he stomped into the room: "What did I tell you To make him not leave!"

Chu Yao hugged her master's thigh, crying very sadly but expressing it very clearly: "My master is the best in the world, but he isn't happy. If he leaves, he will be happy, and I will go with him."Jiang Wang had known all along that within such a short time, so many old comrades could gather here, besides Chong Xuan Pang there was no one else. But he understood in his heart. Rather than saying this close friend wanted to use sentimentality to keep him, he actually wanted to allow him to bid farewell properly before leaving Qi Guo, leaving with no regrets.

He rubbed Chu Yao's forehead and said in a gentle voice, "Master can't take you away right now. You are my disciple, Jiang Wang. You can understand reason, so I'll tell you the reasons. First, your mother is in Linzi, and you need to stay and take care of her. Second, you are still young and your body hasn't fully developed. It's not time to fully let go of your studies. What you need now is to settle down and study hard, instead of traveling thousands of miles. Third, the swordsmanship you will learn next, I have put it with your Uncle Chong Xuan. When we meet again, I will check... Can you pass my inspection"

Although Chu Yao was quick-witted, he was still young and simply felt that his master's words made sense. After all, Chu Yao was a person who understood reason. When he heard the last question, he nodded unconsciously: "I can!"

"Good apprentice," Jiang Wang praised, "You've really done me proud!"

Chu Yao wiped away her tears and suddenly seemed proud.

Zhong Xuan rolled his eyes.

He chased Chu Yao out, but in the crowd, Yi Shi was standing with Yi Huimin. The two siblings were simply polar opposites.

Yi Shi just watched everything silently without a word, while Yi Huimin shouted: "Brother Jiang! Do you still remember our agreement It's better to meet by chance than to make an appointment. Otherwise today..."

Jiang Wang had no choice but to bow his head and apologize: "Next time, for sure."

Yi Huai-min was still about to stir up trouble when he saw Hua Ying Palace Master Jiang Wu-you striding towards him. He wisely shut his mouth and retracted his elongated neck.

Ginger Wuyou had no attendants with her today. She was simply dressed in a martial arts uniform, her hair tied back in a ponytail. It seemed she had just finished her morning practice and rushed over from Huaying Palace. Judging by the fine sweat on her forehead, the intensity of her early morning training was very high. With her prowess as an accomplished martial artist, it wasn't easy for her to break a sweat.

She also adhered to her usual concise style and simply asked, "Jiang Qingyang, do you have no affection for Qi Guo"

This is not just her problem.

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It's also a question many friends want to ask but can't bring themselves to voice—how do you, as a friend, stand in the way of someone who's decided to let go of everything they have and bravely pursue their own path

So Li Longchuan was just indignant for a moment, and so Yi Huaimin just grumbled about the "agreement."

At this moment, Jiang Wang was looking at Jiang Wuyou. The morning light streamed across her wheat-colored skin, making her, besides being noble, possess a vitality that differed from other imperial heirs. And her eyes were so spirited, and now they were so sharp.

Your Highness, I long for everything in Qi, and that is the very reason I request to leave. Jiang Wang murmured in his heart.

But he could only answer: "Your Highness, my path is not here."

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Jiang Wuyou quietly scrutinized him.

He calmly looked back. At last, Jiang Wuyou said, "Remember the request you promised me"

Jiang Wang smiled wryly. "Of course."

He would always remember the promise he still owed to Jiang Wuyou. He would wholeheartedly help Jiang Wuyou without reservation, in return for Jiang Wuyou's help during the rescue of Zhu Biqiong.

If Jiang Wuyou were to let him stay, he would definitely stay.

Even if his heart was already ravenous, deeply in need of the bitter fruit of hatred, even when he was in the demon realm, he could no longer contain it!

"Forgive Qi Shuai," Jiang Wuyou said. "Although she doesn't need it, this is Lu's only request."

Jiang Wang fell silent.

Qiang Wuyou looked into his eyes: "You're right, it wasn't a transaction."

Then, he turned around and walked away with the morning light.

She knew that Jiang Wang intended to sever the ties, and came forward to proactively resolve the karmic debt.

This line of mountains is high and the road is far.

Don't worry.

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