Yang Bi saw Zhang You off, feeling a lingering grief in his heart.
He admired Zhang You greatly. When they were studying together in the Upper Realm, Zhang You was one of the few people who caught his eye.
Given time, Zhang You's cultivation progress would have reached incredible heights, no weaker than Chen Shi, Zhong Wuwang, or the others.
It was only a pity that their stances differed.
Zhang You saw long ago that the Thirteen Noble Families were wreaking havoc across the countryside. He knew he could not change it, yet bound by his status as a scion of the noble families—having received the best teachings and support from the Zhang family since childhood—he could not betray them. He was not as carefree as the Cold Mountain Rogue, nor as ruthless as I am, so he could only refuse to surrender and seek death.
Yang Bi thought silently, Pity, the world has lost another Daoist brother.
In the imperial palace of the New Xiang Imperial Capital, after Chen Shi led the civil and military officials to offer sacrifices to Heaven, he held ancestral sacrifices to worship the successive generations of the Chen family ancestors—though Chen Shi did not even know the name of his own great-grandfather.
Following the ancestral sacrifices came the state sacrifices, dedicated to the deities guarding the various provinces of the Western Ox Continent and Empress Houtu.
Once everything was finished, Chen Shi hosted a banquet for the court ministers in the plaza before the Hall of Supreme Harmony. A large portion of the civil and military officials below were unfamiliar faces, making the banquet necessary. As the new king, Chen Shi needed to recognize every court minister, knowing their names, official titles, and the matters they were responsible for.
Hu Feifei helped from the