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Chapter 212: The Mystery of Chongguang's Reincarnation
Chapter 212: The Mystery of Chongguang’s Reincarnation
A day later.
Lv Yang emerged from the secret chamber, refreshed and invigorated, glancing at Chen Xin’an, who looked gaunt and nauseous, barely holding back vomit. With a flick of the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner, he retracted it.
Outside the chamber, True Man Yinshan had been waiting for some time.
“I’ve kept you waiting, Senior Brother.”
“Not at all.”
Yinshan studied Lv Yang for a moment, his expression shifting before he said sincerely, “Back then, Master was absolutely right about you. You truly are a pillar of strength.”
Truly a man of the ancestors’ caliber!
“Too kind, too kind,” Lv Yang replied humbly, quickly shifting focus. “I’ve analyzed the details of the Qing Kingdom. Some good news and some bad.”
“The good news is, the Qing Kingdom is tiny, ruling over no more than a million people. Their highest official ranks grant minimal cultivation boosts. At most, they can sustain a single Late-Stage Foundation Building True Man—with the cost being that all other officials lose their spiritual powers.”
“The bad news? They’ve already learned of Senior Master Chongguang’s involvement.”
Yinshan shook his head. “Finding gold was never going to stay secret for long. Reversing the Fruit Position rules is no small matter—it was inevitable.”
“Fortunately, your reincarnation body remains hidden.”
“With your cultivation level, reincarnation won’t erase your memories. You’ll awaken your divine abilities instantly and operate in the shadows, coordinating with us from within.”
“Speaking of which…” Lv Yang lowered his voice. “Exactly how does Senior Master plan to reverse the Qing Kingdom’s Fruit Position rules?”
Chongguang True Man hadn’t explained it clearly that day, and Lv Yang hadn’t dared ask. Now, emboldened by his recent ruthless efficiency in battle—proving his loyalty beyond doubt—he finally posed the question carefully.
Yinshan chuckled. “It’s really not complicated.”
“This was always meant for Slaughtermaster Yuan Tu to know.”
“You’ve seen the Qing Kingdom yourself. Under the Dao Court system, its dynasty has lasted millennia. Reversing its rules means dismantling its entire ruling structure.”
“That’s it?” Lv Yang blinked. “If that’s the case, why did Senior Master reincarnate? Why not just attack directly? Destroying the Qing Kingdom would work just as well.”
Yinshan shook his head. “Violence won’t work. Only if their system collapses from within can the reversal succeed.”
“You mean…” Lv Yang’s eyes widened. “Senior Master must become the leader who incites the people to overthrow their own dynasty?”
“In other words… rebellion.”
“Exactly,” Yinshan nodded. “To topple the Dao Court system, it must be done either from the top down or the bottom up. No other path exists.”
“Our role is to apply external pressure, escalate internal conflicts, and pin any threats to Senior Brother on the battlefield—ensuring the reincarnation body can remain hidden and incite the masses.”
“So this war will drag on for some time.”
“I understand.”
Lv Yang then cross-checked intelligence about the Qing Kingdom’s Foundation Building experts with Yinshan before sending him off. Yet he didn’t fully trust Yinshan’s words.
This was all Chongguang True Man had shared. But as a Holy Sect True Man, would Chongguang truly reveal all his plans? Would he reincarnate without keeping secrets up his sleeve?
Narrowing his eyes, Lv Yang gazed toward the Qing Kingdom. Instinct told him—Chongguang’s reincarnation was hiding something dangerous.
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In the Qing Kingdom, at Guillotine Dragon Pass, Zhong Xin—the current dynasty’s top scholar—sat in his study reviewing documents. As officials under the Dao Court system, they didn’t cultivate.
All divine abilities were granted by the emperor.
Drawing in heavenly qi? Unnecessary. With high enough rank, the heavens would send spiritual energy willingly into your body.
Training divine abilities? Pointless. These powers came with rank itself. Practicing was a waste of time.
“.Hmm?”
Zhong Xin suddenly looked up, then swept his sleeve and stepped outside. In the sky, a fiery streak descended, shaping itself rapidly.
A moment later, earth emerged from fire, metal from earth, water from metal, wood from water, and fire from wood. The Five Elements cycled, and a bloodied figure stumbled through—a Five Elements True Man, his spiritual body on the verge of collapse, clutching a tattered umbrella riddled with holes.
“Senior Hua!?”
Zhong Xin rushed forward to support him. The True Man forced a wry smile. “I regret not heeding your advice. We’ve suffered a crushing defeat.”
“Sit first,” Zhong Xin said gently, guiding him down. He quickly fed him a pill to stabilize his injuries.
Moments later, two more figures fell from the sky—Treasured Prodigy, pale-faced, and Xuanjin Sword Master, shaken to the core. Both had barely escaped death.
“Only you three remain?” Zhong Xin fell silent, his voice heavy. “What happened? I never agreed with this mission, but I didn’t expect such losses. Did a Holy Sect True Monarch’s disciple intervene?”
“It wasn’t a True Monarch.”
The True Man’s face darkened. Without explaining, he transferred a shard of his divine consciousness to Zhong Xin, imprinting the battle’s memories within it.
Zhong Xin absorbed the fragment.
After a long pause, his eyes snapped open. “What a deadly sword… What a venomous enemy! Who is this disciple of the Holy Sect?”
“We don’t know.”
The True Man sighed. “Three cultivators lost, all because of my recklessness.”
“That’s not fair,” Zhong Xin shook his head. “The losses are great, but didn’t you also bring back a Mid-Stage Foundation Building ally? This isn’t a total loss.”
“More importantly, now we understand the Demonic Sect’s strength. Better to know early than late. You’ve done more good than harm—I’ll report this to the emperor myself. Don’t devalue your actions.”
The True Man feigned modesty but visibly relaxed.
Zhong Xin soothed the group further until their wounds and spirits eased, then dismissed them. He returned to his study, closed his eyes, and muttered coldly:
“Useless!”
He retrieved a golden decree from his robe. A flash of light, and he vanished.
Reappearing in a vast palace, he strode through towering curtains and rows of silent armored guards.
A tall, imposing figure awaited, back turned, wearing imperial robes and a ceremonial crown.
“Your Excellency Zhong, what urgent matters bring you here?” the emperor asked without turning.
“Your humble servant bows,” Zhong Xin knelt. “I’ve failed in defending our borders, losing two Foundation Building True Men. I beg punishment.”
“I see…”
The air thickened. After a long silence, the emperor finally spoke, voice glacial:
“You were chosen by me personally, the top scholar in the empire. Tell me… why is my Great Qing about to fall?”
(End of Chapter)
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