(Only after a reader pointed it out did I realize I had written two Chapter 39s earlier, which was why yesterday's chapter was Chapter 42... a little embarrassing.)
Spring was already in full bloom across most of the Chaotian Continent before White City finally came through its winter.
Pear blossoms whitened the whole city as Guo Dong returned to the old temple.
The enormous saber, as large as a roof beam, remained as silent as ever. The Golden Buddha still wore its smiling expression, gazing at the world outside the temple and the Snowfield farther away.
She walked up to the Buddha, took a piece of fruit and bit into it, then returned to sit on the threshold. Looking at the Snowfield, where the mist had completely dispersed, she asked a question.
"Doesn't looking at the same scenery every day get boring?"
"I would gladly have this world stay this boring. These past few days, there have been constant movements across the continent. It has certainly been lively, but that has made me somewhat uneasy instead."
That deep, far-reaching voice rang out, with a faintly cracked note to it. It really sounded very much like the famous cracked bell at Fruitful Accomplishment Temple.
Guo Dong raised an eyebrow and said, "This has nothing to do with me. I don't even know where their list came from."
The voice asked, "Do you think they can catch the entire Never-Old Forest in one net this time?"
Without even thinking, Guo Dong said, "Of course not."
The voice continued, "What about that person?"
Guo Dong was silent for a while before saying, "It will be difficult. Even if Jian Xilai is forced to come forward in the end, he won't leave anything that can be used against him. Besides, he isn't