Chapter 49

After all, the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Robed Marquis had witnessed firsthand how Jiang Mu Ming handled Wu Zuo Shi.

And even the Second Mister of the Academy was like that.

So what about Mister Li, hidden in the shadows?

Even though they realized Ye Dingzhi was a natural Martial Vein, they had no way to make a move.

What's more, Yue Yao was watching them.

Even if Yue Qing stepped forward to try and seize Ye Dingzhi, Yue Yao overruled her.

"Little sister, don't be so hasty."

Yue Yao soothed her. "Perhaps saving Father from seclusion doesn't necessarily require a natural Martial Vein."

But how could Yue Qing believe that?

"Sister, don't treat me like a naive child!"

Yue Qing fumed. "Without a natural Martial Vein, one can't cultivate the Void Thought Technique to the ninth layer!"

"Without the ninth layer of the Void Thought Technique, we can't save Father!"

Yet Yue Yao didn't get angry.

Instead, she said, "Perhaps saving Father doesn't truly require the ninth layer of the Void Thought Technique..."

"Someone else might be able to do it!"

Yue Yao couldn't help recalling how easily Jiang Mu Ming had faced Wu Zuo Shi earlier.

If it were him, maybe it could work!

But Yue Qing only thought Yue Yao was being utterly unreasonable.

"Fine, I'm done with you!"

Yue Qing waved her hand and turned to leave.

But just then—

A flash of golden light appeared.

Jiang Mu Ming's figure suddenly materialized before them, radiant as a Divine Being.

"Yue Yao, Yue Qing, you came to the Academy seeking me."

"And you two, come along as well."

After he spoke, Jiang Mu Ming dissolved into a stream of light before their eyes.

Everyone was stunned and uncertain.

What kind of technique was this?!

Among them, the White-Haired Immortal, well-traveled and knowledgeable, pondered briefly.

Then he gasped in shock. "This... this is Divine Sense!"

"Legend says that in the Profound Spirit Realm, Divine Sense can span a thousand miles in an instant!"

"Could it actually be true?!"

Tian Qi City, Jixia Academy.

Jiang Mu Ming returned to his small courtyard, sat beneath a tree, sipping tea and reading a book.

Falling leaves scattered across the yard.

A crisp crunch of leaves being stepped on rang out.

Without lifting his head, Jiang Mu Ming knew it was the sisters Yue Yao and Yue Qing, along with the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Robed Marquis.

"You're here."

"Sit."

Jiang Mu Ming swept his long sleeve, and an invisible force cleared the fallen leaves from the stone stools.

The White-Haired Immortal and Purple-Robed Marquis stood guard with their swords in hand.

Yue Yao and Yue Qing took their seats.

"Brother Mu Ming, have you truly entered the Profound Spirit Realm?" Yue Qing asked, her face full of admiration. "A thought spanning a thousand miles, roaming beyond the heavens—this is a realm Father sought his whole life but never reached!"

"If Brother Mu Ming were to lead Beyond Heaven..."

"Then our Western Chu and Northern Que would surely defeat Northern Li and restore our kingdoms!"

After all, that was the Profound Spirit Realm!

Even Li Changsheng, the Number One Under Heaven, was only at this level.

And with the iron cavalry of Northern Que and the fierce soldiers of Western Chu, victory would be unstoppable!

"Restore a kingdom? Yue Qing, what do you think a kingdom is?"

Jiang Mu Ming suddenly asked a question in return.

Yue Qing was taken aback by his question. After pondering for a moment, she said, "Restoring the kingdom just means restoring the kingdom."

"The enmity of our nation and the loss of our family must be avenged!"

"Northern Li killed so many of our Northern Que soldiers back then—how can we not seek revenge?"

Yue Qing's thinking was simple.

As long as they could defeat Northern Li, their Northern Que would be restored.

But... was it really that simple?

Yue Yao shook her head slightly. Matters under heaven were far from that straightforward.

"Whether founding a nation or governing one, it is the most complex thing under heaven."

"Have you considered what principles you would use to rule if Northern Que were restored?"

"How would you divide the classes among the people?"

"If the people under your rule were plunged into misery, what would you do?"

"Even if your wish came true and Northern Li fell, how would you treat the remnants of its people?"

Jiang Mu Ming fired off many questions in succession.

Yue Qing was left speechless.

She had never thought about any of this. Northern Que had always ruled through force—those with power held all authority and status.

But could such a kingdom truly endure?

"But we still have to restore the kingdom, don't we?" Yue Qing suddenly grew agitated. "Brother Mu Ming, have you forgotten the hatred of our fallen nation and shattered home?"

"All of this was caused by Northern Li!"