Divine Brilliance

“That person still won the Battle of the South in the end!”

Outside Lingyun Palace, Zu Renkuang stood above the clouds with his hands by his side, he looked at the stars in the sky calmly.

The battle that decided the life and death of the Great Gan, the prosperity and the fall of the six factions was something that all factions naturally paid attention to.

Many experts were sent to monitor the situation. This was why when the sixty thousand Purple Qilin’s Flame Spear Cavalry were wiped out, the Lingyun Sect had already gotten the news.

“He’s actually the Saint Ruler and has a Qilin by his side…”

Yan Feibai’s eyes were filled with shock, which still hadn’t faded. He turned around and looked behind him, his eyes were filled with great fortune.

Zong Shou was deemed as the enemy of the Confucians, and also had a blood debt with the Taoist Faction, such that anyone in the world could attack him without repercussions.

A few years ago, close to half of the Lingyun Sect disciples died to the Blood Cloud Cavalry. This hatred was something that was tough to forget.

All the elders in the sect saw this as a chance. They were prepared to mobilise the entire sect to attack Donglin.

However, Zu Renkuang, who was in charge of the sect, suppressed all of them. He felt that the sect had suffered heavy losses and what they needed to do was rest up and develop the next generation of disciples, instead of joining in the fights of the world to take revenge.

Because of this, thousands of disciples gathered in front of the palace to judge him as the sinner of the Lingyun Sect.

At this point, the disciples which gathered in front of the palace had all scattered.

Time proved that Zu Renkuang’s decision to stay far away from this matter was the correct one. His persistence had saved the entire sect.

One really couldn’t imagine what would have happened if they had actually participated in the battle.

“Senior Master, why are you worried? This time, the Lingyun Sect didn’t join due to Senior Master’s decision. Our elders are really grateful even if they didn’t say anything. The disciples are joyous since nothing happened, too.”

Zu Renkuang came back to his senses and passed a talisman to Yan Feibai.

“It’s from Great Senior Master Wenxu, he wants me to officially take charge of the sect.”

Yan Feibai’s brow rose up, this was a good thing. The Senior Master was arrogant when he did things, but ever since he took over, he became increasingly calmer. He was a fair person and managed sect matters with gusto.

Many people felt that Zu Renkuang was much stronger than Long Ruo, the latter was humble on the outside but arrogant within, he had also caused huge problems for the sect.

Zu Renkuang muttered, “Apart from him wanting me to head to Donglin to express that we want to pledge loyalty and see if we can open schools in the Great Gan. We also want to participate in their outer region war. He said that ruler is the Saint Ruler and the only one in ten thousand years, we can’t be enemies with him.”

Yan Feibai was stunned, what Ancestor Wen Xu meant was that they were prepared to give up on their hatred towards Zong Shou?

This also meant that their thousands of disciples had died for nothing.

However, he understood. Although Zu Renkuang stopped the sect from falling into the abyss, he was still unwilling in his heart.

He didn’t feel much. The current Lingyun Sect had already lost its rights to take revenge on the Great Gan.

If they couldn’t join the legacy of the Great Gan Saint Ruler, the sect would only become weaker as time went on. Sooner or later, they would even lose their grasp on the Lingyun Palace.

“Ancestor is truly wise!”

Yan Feibai swept the talisman. “What about the two Taoist Ancestors?”

This time, the Taoist Ancestor called all sects to provide Dao Soldiers, but the Lingyun Sect didn’t.

Now, if they leaned towards Gantian Mountain, then it was obvious that they were seeing themselves as split off from the Taoist Faction.

“Qingxuan and Taihuang? Naturally, they will inform the Daoling Vast Habitat.”

Zu Renkuang laughed coldly. “They won’t stop us. If not, what would happen to the two hundred and seventy-four sects our Taoist Faction have in the five states of Jiangnan?”

Yan Feibai understood and kept silent. The Great Gan was the top dog in the world. The Taoist Faction that lost the protection of three thousand Dao Soldiers would have to tremble under the blade of Zong Shou!

Especially if they are within the Great Gan, they had to look up to the Saint Ruler.

Even with the ability of those two Ancestors, they couldn’t force the sects to give up and be enemies with the Great Gan.

The situation in the world had greatly changed.

With how he swept the southeast, it was a possibility for him to unify the Cloud World in the future.

Ge Hanyun, who was on the other side, was relaxed. With the talisman from Wen Xu, it meant that the hatred between the Lingyun Sect and Zong Shou was totally solved.

She didn’t need to worry about being enemies with that person anymore. Although, she was actually getting further and further away from him.

“Thinking about it, if I had scolded Senior Brother and persuaded him to let the sect accept him, that would have been great. But today, it is already too…”

Zu Renkuang said in melancholy and gave out a self-mocking laugh. What was the point in talking about things that had already passed? That time, he was only at a lowly position. Even if he said anything, the others wouldn’t have taken him seriously.

He was just making himself sad thinking about it!

At the same time, three thousand two hundred miles out, a young man was frowning.

Behind him were twelve sword artifacts laid out.

“Saint King, he is actually the Saint King!”

Saint King, the ruler with the values of a Saint! He is a person who rules well, and in a flawless manner, is in line with what the Heavens want!

“In other words, my Junior and Senior Brothers all died for nothing? The Heaven and Earth sees them as people that deserved to die?”

The teen gave out a tragic laugh, his eyes were filled with maniacal hatred.

“Even if you are the Saint King, I, Gongyuan am still going to kill you!”

He stabbed down and the floating island he was on cracked outwards.

The young man waved his sleeves and swept up one of the stone pieces as he stepped into the air.

His face was filled with determination. At most, in three years, he would be able to fight Zong Shou head on!

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The atmosphere in the Imperial Capital at night was suppressed, the entire city held its breath.

The originally prosperous and busy brothels and inns were now completely empty.

There weren’t many people walking on the streets either.

Although there were still hundreds of glass lights hanging in front of the aristocratic families, it still felt extremely cold and dark.

Within the reading rooms of the various families, it was explosive and intense.

There were friends and maybe a few family members, they were all discussing about the situation of the world.

In terms of the speed at which they got their news, these families were definitely no slower than the sects.

The entire Imperial City was in chaos due to the results at God Falling Plains. This was the first time they started to worry about the east country, especially because of the person they all saw as a violent ruler.

“The world is over! It is completely done! They were defeated at the God Falling Plains, eighteen million troops were all wiped out. The Great Shang’s country is at an end!”

“How can Zong Shou be the Saint Ruler? Didn’t they say that the Qilin is born while feeding on good energy?”

“How amusing! How amusing! Zhu Zi actually made the Saint Ruler their Confucian Faction dreamt of for ten thousand years as the enemy of the Confucians! They tried to replicate the prosperity of the three emperor eras—does the Heavens feel that the current Great Gan can be compared to the ancient era?”

“The Great Shang has lost most of its elites, would the Great Gan chase and sweep the mid plains?”

“This is the calamity of our Confucian Faction! What did we teach wrongly? Or is the Heavens in the wrong?”

“How annoying! There were only a few generations of prosperity over these seven thousand years due to my Ration Thinking line. All of the rulers cherish and admire our capabilities…”

“If I knew that this would happen, I wouldn’t have joined in! Zhu Zi really cost us!”

“The Jiuchi Palace was a trap? How would such a mighty lord do something that stupid?”

Within the reading rooms, fires blazed. What burnt wasn’t wood, but documents and books that scolded the Great Gan Ruler.

Since Zhu Zi sent the decree which deemed Zong Shou as the enemy of the Confucians, numerous Confucians were writing to scold him. They sent letters to one another, and if there were exceptional pieces, they would fight to take a look at it.

There were even some that were made into books and sold to the people. All of a sudden, the prices of paper rose up, stepping the reputation of the Great Gan Ruler Zong Shou to the ground. He was connected to numerous sins which might not even be true.

However, at this moment, they were all in danger. It was best if they stayed away from these books.

If one day, Zong Shou ruled the world, then collecting these articles and books was a sin.

Moreover, no matter how people dissed and insulted him, as long as he had the aura of the Saint Ruler, then those words were useless. The people would naturally be able to differentiate what was wrong and right.

It would instead make more people laugh at them, and make them believe that the Confucians loved to spread falsehoods.

At this moment in another house of the aristocratic families, there was another scene. The things that they were worried about were completely different.

“Damn! That ruler is useless and wasting the army. The twenty thousand Dao Soldiers that we spent so much effort to raise is all gone!”

“We shouldn’t have joined in at the start, Zhu Zi really sabotaged us…”

“The world is in chaos, I don’t think we should stay within the Imperial City. We probably need to gather our troops and prepare in our feudal land…”

“Shiyue, the Shi Family has started to rise?”

“Should we contact the Gan Country? We are weak and we can’t fight, we can only join the side of the strong. Zong Shou is the Saint Ruler and he is someone we should serve!”

“Who knows where the so-called God Emperor is at?”

The Ministry of Justice Jail, at this moment, Jin Buhui opened his eyes lazily.

“Speaking of which, the Great Shang lost? So I don’t need to dig out my eyes?”

As he said that, he looked playfully in front of him.

The officials who he met that day were all present.

Their faces were filled with fear and panic, especially those who mocked him. They all felt really awkward.

Among them even included the Yang Family disciple.

“Don’t worry, the Great Gan won’t be able to attack so soon!”

The teen surnamed Yang laughed bitterly. He naturally knew that. The problem was that the feudal land of the Yang Family, where their foundations were at, was in Jiangnan.

Those five states were destined to fall into the hands of the Great Gan.

If the ruler knew that his brother faced such treatment and was humiliated by him. If he took revenge, then what would happen to him and his family?

It wasn’t only him, but few officials here all had families based there.

Jin Buhui laughed coldly, his heart was really calm.

His brother won. The Great Shang lost so badly! It was to the point that they couldn’t turn it around