Looking for the Wrong Person-Go Find Him in the Far North

The blue light had been circling Shrek City for three whole days.

Those outside the city were the first to discover it.

The scavengers who lingered on the edge of the ruins saw the grayish-purple earth gradually lighten.

Some brave people went in; they didn't die, nor did they vomit.

There was only a thin layer of dust on the boots. Some people passing by on the southern official road saw a very faint blue hue over Shrek City, unlike moonlight or the light of Soul Guidance Cannon.

The light did not harm anyone, but it enveloped the entire dead city.

The news spread like wildfire: Shrek City was in motion, there were real people there, and they were clearing the city.

On the evening of the fourth day, the Federation people arrived.

It was an inconspicuous black soul-guided vehicle.

The car was coming from the direction of Heaven Dou City and was blocked by the Blue Light Tower on the outskirts of Shrek City.

Three people got out of the car.

The leader was a man in his fifties with gray hair, wearing a dark blue coat from the Federal Parliament, but without any military rank.

The two people behind him looked like secretaries, each carrying a suitcase.

The three stood outside the tower of light, not venturing any further.

Those Blue Light Tower are still spinning.

The Shrek Academy students in protective suits around them were still busy, and no one gave them a second glance.

After a short while, Tang Yinmeng walked out of the city.

She didn't take off her helmet, but simply pushed up her face shield and looked at the three people.

The man bowed slightly to her and said that he was a special envoy sent by the Federal Parliament and wished to see the Sea God Pavilion.

Tang Yinmeng remained silent.

She glanced back into the depths of the ruins, then made a "follow me" gesture.

Yun Ming waited for them at the edge of the pit.

His mere presence made the Federation envoy unconsciously slow his pace.

The envoy stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Pavilion Master Yun Ming, the Federal Parliament has sent me to discuss the reconstruction of Shrek. There have been many misunderstandings before, and the Council hopes to re-establish contact with the Sea God Pavilion."

After he finished speaking, he took a very thick file from his secretary and handed it over with both hands.

Yun Ming didn't answer.

He glanced at the file, then looked at the special envoy, his voice calm. "You've come to the wrong person about the reconstruction."

The envoy was taken aback, and the two people behind him also froze.

He glanced at Yun Ming again quickly, as if he thought he had misheard.

Yun Ming is the Sea God Pavilion. Even if Shrek is gone, Yun Ming will still be the Sea God Pavilion. Isn't this what all the forces on the continent have predetermined?

He said cautiously, "Sect Pavilion Master Yun Ming, you jest. Sea God Pavilion..."

"The Sea God Pavilion Master is not here right now," Yun Ming interrupted him.

He spoke very casually, but as soon as he finished speaking, the Federation envoy's expression changed.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out for a long while. A secretary behind him asked in a low voice, "So, where Pavilion Master now... in the Far North?"

Yun Ming did not deny it. He turned his head and looked at the water in the pit, which had become half clear.

A breeze rippled the water's surface a few times.

The envoy felt as if the wind was blowing right behind him, making his spine tingle with cold.

The Sea God Pavilion Master has changed hands.

The top spot in the entire Shrek now belongs to someone else.

And this person is now in the Far North, with the Blood God Legion, on the edge of the Abyss.

He'd been hanging at the top of the Federation wanted list for almost two years, and then in the hands of this young man who's been on everyone's lips for another year.

"Therefore, the decision to rebuild Shrek is not up to me alone."

Yun Ming said, "If you want to talk, wait for him to return. Or, go to the Far North to find him."

The envoy stood there; before his arrival, Parliament had considered many possibilities.

Shrek will demand compensation, land allocation, restoration of the academy, and a public apology from the Federation.

But no one expected that they hadn't even figured out who they were talking to.

The Sea God Pavilion has a new owner.

All the announcements, secret missions, and attempts to win over the Federation these days seem to have hit a door that has not yet been opened.

The people inside haven't returned yet, and the chess game outside is completely in disarray.

A breeze blew in from between the Blue Light Tower, curling up a corner of the top page of the file.

The special envoy instinctively pressed down.

He looked at Yun Ming, wanting to say something, but Yun Ming had already turned around and run towards the ruins.

"Hey! Hey! Don't go near the lake! Stay away! Ugh! These idiots!"

The news spread like wildfire, reaching the Federation leadership and all Federation cities within days.

"The Sea God Pavilion has changed hands."

"Yun Ming said it himself. He is no longer the Sea God Pavilion. The new Pavilion Master is in the Far North, isn't that Yun Jingheng?"

"Shrek Academy has really gone all out; they're in the Far North, and they've already taken over the position of Pavilion Master."

"Not long after the Tang Sect and the Spirit Pagoda changed masters, Shrek followed suit. These young people are going to turn the world upside down."

"Is it possible... that the Sea God Pavilion Master was the first to be replaced?"

The offices of the Ming Capital Council were brightly lit.

Several confidential reports were circulated repeatedly.

The council members who had initially planned to deal with Shrek slowly were now on edge.

The message the special envoy brought back was devastating: the matter of reconstruction was not up to him alone; if they wanted to discuss it, they should go to the Far North to find Yun Jingheng.

This means that if the Federation wants to repair its relationship with Shrek, it can no longer do so through Yun Ming's generation.

We must find the new Sea God Pavilion.

"Who should we send?" The speaker looked around.

"The military cannot go. The Blood God Legion of the Far North is not subject to the Federation's command. Sending troops would be like forcing the emperor to abdicate," one person said.

"Then send someone from the council, a high-ranking envoy, but don't alert Star Luo Empire," another person said.

"To get to the Far North, you have to pass through two military control zones. You can take the northern route directly, passing through Heaven Dou City and then Icebound City. Once you reach the Far North, the Blood God Legion will guide you," the military personnel said.

"We need to hurry. The Star Luo Empire might already know the news. If they contact Yun Jingheng first, we'll be at a disadvantage." Someone tapped the table, their tone urgent.

The speaker stood up and made the decision. "Let Director Chen go. He participated in the Shrek City negotiations in his early years and met Yun Ming."

"Go see Yun Jingheng now, so he won't be a complete stranger. Also, send two Titled Douluo from the War God Temple to accompany him. Once we reach the Far North, present their visiting cards first, and don't disturb the war."

The order was sent out of Ming Capital in just half a day.

The black soul-guided convoy left the city through the north gate without making a big fuss, but it didn't try to hide it either.

The message couldn't be kept secret.

The Tang Sect, the Spirit Pagoda, and informants from all sides all witnessed the Federation's convoy rushing north.

Gu Yuena was on the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda when she heard the report. She didn't speak, but simply turned a page of the file.

Meanwhile, on the Blood God Legion's side, Half-Sweet Coffee had already spotted the convoy.

Yun Jingheng had just finished refining his theory in a cave on the outskirts of the legion.

He put down his pen, and Ye Xinglan handed him a glass of water.

Half-Sweet Coffee said softly, "Master, the Federation has sent an envoy heading towards the Far North. The leader is Chen Zeng, the Internal Affairs Division Federal Parliament, accompanied by two Titled Douluo. They are expected to arrive at the Blood God Legion's defense zone tomorrow afternoon."

Yun Jingheng took the water, drank a sip, and without looking anywhere, simply hummed in agreement.

Ye Xinglan sat down next to him and asked, "Should I see him or not?"

Yun Jingheng smiled and said, "Sure, they've already come, we can't just shut them out. But we need to make them wait a bit. Tomorrow morning, I need to keep the defenses in place for a week."

Ye Xinglan looked at him.

She leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "I'll go with you."

Yun Jingheng nodded.

He added, "Half-Sweet Coffee. Have General Zhang prepare it. As for the people from the Federation, they'll be detained temporarily according to military regulations. Don't let a single one in without my approval."

Half-Sweet Coffee would have been fine.

He had seen through the intentions of those people in Ming Capital: they weren't there to apologize, but to probe his intentions.

Since they want to see him, let them wait—wait for the Sea God Pavilion Master to return from the edge of the Abyss.