Chapter 50

But Jiang Mu Ming merely smiled faintly.

"Restore the kingdom? Of course you can restore the kingdom."

The realm under heaven has never belonged to a single clan or surname—it belongs to all under heaven.

There has never been an eternal, undying dynasty.

"But the prerequisite is that you must be prepared!" Jiang Mu Ming suddenly turned serious. "If you believe the nation you build can surpass the current Northern Li, then by all means."

"Whether you're restoring a kingdom or a commoner founding a brand-new dynasty—what of it?"

"All the people under heaven will aid you."

"But if you only seek to rebuild a nation that has long since fallen behind, then all the people under heaven will see you as an enemy."

"Because you would be standing against them all."

These words struck the listeners like thunder, their minds buzzing.

Why had Beyond Heaven always been regarded as the Demonic Cult?

Because the institutions of Northern Que were severely backward—building a sect through martial force, governing the nation by that sect, everything bent solely toward raw power.

How could such a system allow Northern Que to endure?

Yue Yao's eyes shone as she looked at Jiang Mu Ming. "Then what kind of nation is truly strong?"

"Is it one like Northern Li?"

The White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Robed Marquis also turned to look.

They, too, were shaken by Jiang Mu Ming's astonishing wisdom.

They wanted to hear more answers.

To dispel the confusion in their hearts.

"Northern Li is naturally considered strong in the current world."

"But..." Jiang Mu Ming suddenly shook his head. "Northern Li has been established for nearly two hundred years now."

"It has weathered countless storms."

"Yet its present glory does not come from its own national strength—it relies on a single person."

A single person?

Everyone looked at Jiang Mu Ming.

One person propping up an entire dynasty—who could that be?

"The protector of Northern Li: Li Changsheng."

The shocking words came from Jiang Mu Ming's mouth.

Everyone was incredulous.

Li Changsheng was the protector of Northern Li?! But hadn't he always been at odds with Emperor Tai An of Northern Li?

He had always done as he pleased, free and unrestrained.

And Li Changsheng had only risen to fame in the past thirty years.

How could he sustain an entire nation's fortune?

But Jiang Mu Ming had no intention of explaining further. Li Changsheng's origins were astonishing—if he revealed them now, the whole world would know.

And he might end up confronting Li Changsheng.

Against a powerhouse who had already stepped into the Sixteen Realms, the Great Divine Roaming, Jiang Mu Ming was not yet certain of victory.

He possessed many martial arts, but none had truly merged into one.

To truly fight across realms, he would need to integrate everything he had learned into a single, supremely profound technique.

Only then could he be confident in defeating Li Changsheng.

"You don't need to know these things." Jiang Mu Ming turned the topic. "All you need to understand is that I won't stop you from restoring your kingdom."

"But the prerequisite is that you must pass my trial."

"Otherwise, your restoration is utterly meaningless, and I won't allow it."

Yue Qing's heart was heavy at this moment.

She hadn't expected that the restoration she had pondered for so long was nothing but an illusion.

It had never been possible from the start.

"For now, you will stay at the Academy."

"White-Haired Immortal, Purple-Robed Marquis—the two of you will train in martial arts with me. In the future, if you want to create a new Beyond Heaven, I will need both of you."

"Only when you two defeat the Wuxiang Envoy will Beyond Heaven truly be in your hands."

The White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Robed Marquis were momentarily stunned.

They exchanged a glance.

They hadn't expected to be brought into this.

But...

"The two of us defeat the Wuxiang Envoy? Yet the Wuxiang Envoy is at the Half-step Profound Spirit realm! How could we possibly be a match for the Wuxiang Envoy?"

"This is utterly impossible!"

No matter how confident the two were, they couldn't delude themselves into thinking they could defeat the Wuxiang Envoy!

That was the strongest figure in Beyond Heaven, second only to Yue Feng City!

"What's impossible?"

"In just half a year, you'll realize that the Wuxiang Envoy, who now seems so lofty in your eyes."

"Is nothing more than that!"

Doubt still lingered in the hearts of the White-Haired Immortal and the Purple-Robed Marquis.

Yet, a flicker of anticipation stirred within them nonetheless.