War Zone Fate Ledger

For Bai Ruo, there was no need at all to enter the capital and seek an imperial investiture. Though the capital was not far away, even if she was bound to become involved in the Conflict of Human Dao and entangled with Great Zhen's fate, this would still minimize the impact on her cultivation as much as possible. As for the fact that, without Great Zhen's investiture, her connection to the Conflict of Human Dao would not be legitimate in name, allowing the Path of Gods of the Zuyue Kingdom to strike at her without restraint—she was not afraid of that either. Leaving aside that the war was now mainly being fought on Great Zhen's soil, even if it spread into the Zuyue Kingdom, the Path of Gods there had already collapsed.

Quite a few people shared Bai Ruo's thoughts, and some had acted even earlier. Of course, there were also those willing to accept the court's investiture. Some headed for the capital, while others reported to their local Government Office, obtained Travel Permits, and headed directly north.

"Hyah... hyah..." "Hyah! Everyone, get over this mountain before nightfall!"

"Got it!" "Understand!"

At dusk, thirty or forty people rode along a mountain path in Southern Qizhou. Each carried a different weapon, and their clothes varied as well. They looked loosely organized, yet every one of them breathed steadily.

At last, before nightfall, the thirty or forty riders emerged from the mountains and made camp beside the Official Road several li from the foot of the mountain. Calling it a camp was an exaggeration—they merely found a suitable spot, tied up their horses, lit bonfires, and rested for a while.

It was the depths of winter. Even Martial Artists had been chilled to the bone after riding all day. Being able