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Chapter 523 - Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight: Guangyang Prefecture_2

Chapter 523: Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Eight: Guangyang Prefecture_2

Luo Qingfeng bowed toward Fu Qingye and said,

"If not for your timely rescue, Young Master Fu, I, Qingfeng, would likely have been chased and killed by the accompanying warriors. I have now informed you of all the information I know; I hope you can contact the Sect Alliance soon, as there may be a huge upheaval in the Northern Frontier."

"....."

Fu Qingye did not immediately respond upon hearing this, as his thoughts raced to analyze the pros and cons.

If what Luo Qingfeng had said was true, this was a shocking revelation.

But the problem was that he did not know whether the Sect Master and the others had received this message, nor did he know the entire Sect Alliance’s stance regarding the Northern Border Sects.

Being responsible for interfacing with all of the Northern Frontier’s business, he held a high position within the Wan Medicine Sect.

However, this high status was not that of the core decision-making level, but rather as a successor being cultivated, of which there were six more like him in the Wan Medicine Sect.

In other words, he was dispensable.

Reporting it up, would he be greeted with a bright path of advancement, or a path leading to death?

Thinking this, Fu Qingye suddenly realized something and began to sweat.

Such a significant event, the Sect Alliance would inevitably have received some news of it.

He was well aware of the methods employed by those intelligence fanatics and those old foxes’ control over the grand trends of the world.

The Northern Border Sects burying three hundred thousand elite troops, and tens of thousands from the Barbarian Tribes slaughtered, just these two events alone would be sufficient to make some predictions, not to mention that those real high-level individuals definitely knew some information that Fu Qingye was unaware of.

That is to say, the higher-ups of the Sect Alliance most likely knew about this, at the very least they would have some predictions.

Yet under such circumstances, being one of the important personnel on the front lines of the Northern Frontier, he had not received any message...

"......"

Fu Qingye’s gaze at Luo Qingfeng gradually changed, becoming like that of someone looking at a plague deity.

Damn it.

He had thought to pluck the benefits easily, only to find that what he plucked was an explosive!

Fu Qingye was well aware of what the outcome would be when learning important information that did not match his status.

If this matter leaked out, he would be doomed as well.

He must pretend to be ignorant.

Making up his mind, Fu Qingye smiled gently, helped Luo Qingfeng to stand up, and said in a low voice,

"Miss Luo need not be so formal. Your father and my master are old friends. If the Imperial Court dares to act like this, they would be making enemies with all the sects in the world. I will pay a visit to Elder Wan tomorrow."

Luo Qingfeng responded with sparkling eyes and a smile,

"Then I must thank Brother Fu."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the attic room softened.

Fu Qingye suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, let go of the woman’s delicate arms, and walked over to sit beside a sandalwood low table in the room,

"By the way, Miss Luo, I remember Brother Jian Cheng seemed to have grown up with you?"

"...."

Luo Qingfeng suddenly fell silent, her eyelids lowered, but she did not respond.

In the midst of chaos, with war cries shaking the heavens, his face covered in blood, the scene of him smiling and telling her to go first seemed as if it were etched into her bones.

During his coming-of-age ceremony,

He told her,

He would do anything for her.

Including dying.

Never did she expect that his words would come true this soon...

Fu Qingye saw the expression on her face, sighed deeply, and in silence took out a pot of liquor and two copper cups. He poured himself a cup and gently sipped,

"Miss Luo, you should not be too heartbroken. Being alive is probably what Brother Jian Cheng would have wanted to see.

"Only by staying alive can we have the chance to seek revenge."

Luo Qingfeng moved to the other side of the sandalwood low table and sat down on her knees, biting her lip, forcing a smile,

"With the sect’s survival at stake, how can personal feelings matter?"

Fu Qingye’s peach-blossom eyes flashed with pity as he imperceptibly filled the bronze cup in front of her and sighed softly,

"It seems that the rumors about His Majesty’s imminent demise are true; otherwise, the Imperial Court wouldn’t be in such a rush."

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the cup, her slender fingers picked it up, and she brought it to her lips.

Fu Qingye did not look but instead solemnly drank on his own, waiting for the other to drink the poisoned liquor.

Just as Luo Qingfeng’s red lips lightly touched the cup, a clear and smooth voice suddenly rang out on the terrace outside of the room,

"Qingye, come out."

"......" Luo Qingfeng’s movements halted.

"......" Fu Qingye felt a chill in his heart.

After a moment’s glance,

Fu Qingye slowly stood up and said to Luo Qingfeng with a smile,

"My master has arrived. Why don’t we go out to meet him together?"

Luo Qingfeng’s eyes flickered, she put down the cup, nodded, and stood up as well,

"Indeed, it has been a long time since I last saw Elder Liu."

After speaking, Fu Qingye put away the wine jug and cup, his heart heavy as he walked out of the attic alongside Luo Qingfeng.

Outside the attic, on the terrace, at some unknown time, a young man with white hair and beard appeared.

Fu Qingye and Luo Qingfeng bowed together:

"Master (Senior Liu)."

Liu Guangbai, the third Elder of Myriad Medicine Gate, looked like a young man despite his age, clad in a moon-white brocade robe, with a slender figure and a face like a painting, indescribably graceful and refined.

With cultivation techniques and medicines preserving his appearance, he was over a hundred years old, yet not a hint of aging could be seen.

He looked at Luo Qingfeng and smiled faintly:

"Little Phoenix, I’ve already heard your conversation with Qingye about the sect’s important matters. I will relay it to Old Man Wan on your behalf today."

Luo Qingfeng’s breath tightened, and as she was about to nod and bow, she was held in place by Origin Qi.

Liu Guangbai’s smile was gentle:

"There’s no need for formalities. I need to speak with Qingye on a matter, you continue to rest here."

Luo Qingfeng bowed her head in acknowledgment:

"Yes."

But by the time she looked up again, the two men had vanished from sight, and she returned to the room. She glanced at the table where she had wanted to drink and sighed faintly, feeling powerless in her heart.

Amidst the fluttering snow, two figures flew swiftly over the bustling streets.

Looking at his master in front of him, known as the "Medicine King", Fu Qingye ventured tentatively:

"Master... How long have you been in Guangyang Prefecture?"

"Since yesterday."

"Then... Master, did you hear our conversation just now?"

Liu Guangbai cast a glance back at him:

"Do you want to kill that girl?"

Fu Qingye’s eyes flickered for a moment, knowing denial was useless:

"Yes, the information she brought is too dangerous for me."

"Well done. One must be decisive to achieve great things."

"But why would you... Master."

"Things have changed."

Liu Guangbai’s voice was unhurried, and he said softly, "I’ve received intelligence that the Imperial Court left her to report back on purpose."

"What?" Fu Qingye was startled.

Liu Guangbai’s gaze showed a hint of amusement:

"Haven’t you thought about it? She is just a Third Grade Great Master skilled in military formations, how could she possibly escape from the pursuit of the elite warriors of the Black Scale Army? Qingye, although you’re also strong, if the Prime Minister’s Mansion really wanted her dead, you would likely be dragged down too."

As they swiftly moved through the air, Fu Qingye’s long hair fluttered, and his brows furrowed slightly:

"If the Imperial Court is keeping her to report back, what are they trying to do?"

Liu Guangbai looked at the dark night sky:

"Prime Minister Xu releasing her to report back at this time is to give the Northern Border Sects a chance to surrender."

"Are the Emperor and Prime Minister preparing to reveal their hand?"

Fu Qingye’s thoughts spun quickly, and after a pause, he murmured, "Indeed, the Imperial Court wouldn’t want a completely devastated Northern Frontier."

Liu Guangbai looked at the prosperous Guangyang Prefecture City and said in a low voice:

"Right now, two divisions of the Feathered Forest Army have been stationed in Guangyang Prefecture. A quarter of an hour ago, they officially severed all northbound official roads. The Three Prefectures of the Northern Frontier are blocked by heavy snow, and the sects are unable to form a protective triangle amongst themselves, already like fish on the chopping board."

Fu Qingye’s breath hitched slightly; he understood the meaning behind his master’s words, but he still harbored a hint of uncertainty:

"Master, is the Sect Alliance truly going to abandon the Northern Frontier? If we do this, it’s very likely that the weakened Northern Border Sects will surrender immediately..."

"So how could we possibly give up just like that?"

Liu Guangbai’s gaze was deep, and he chuckled: "If we were to simply give up, most of the Northern Border Sects would turn into spineless cowards, isolated and without support. We’ve already prepared quite the surprise for the Imperial Court in other prefectures. Since they want the Three Prefectures of the Northern Frontier, we’ll give them a completely shattered Northern Frontier."

After a silent moment, Fu Qingye exhaled deeply:

"So you already had a strategy in place. But Master, what is it that you’ve called me out here for?"

Liu Guangbai’s youthful face revealed a trace of a smile:

"I’m here to introduce you to a person of esteemed status."

Having said that, he descended toward an elegantly exquisite courtyard below.

Following the descent, Fu Qingye scanned the surroundings but found no attendants. Without asking further questions, he followed Liu Guangbai to the outside of a brightly lit chamber.

Liu Guangbai paused, knelt on the ground, and bowed deeply:

"Your Highness, Liu seeks an audience."

There was silence.

"Creak—"

The door opened.

A man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes appeared at the doorway, smiling as he welcomed the visitor:

"Mr. Liu, there’s no need for such formality, please come in."