Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1255: National Unrest

Chapter 1255: Chapter 1255: National Unrest

"Master, I don’t understand."

However, Master Chang Chun shook his head. Some matters could be spoken of, others could not.

For instance, the current matter, anyone could know, but only Zhao Shijue and Su Chengyu, the very people involved, could not.

This was the secret of Heaven.

Just as Zhao Shijue, baffled, was about to speak, the old Daoist priest suddenly raised his head and said, "Since my old friend has already arrived, must I personally invite you down?"

As his words fell, a benevolent, elderly man with an air of immortal grace slowly descended from the sky. Zhao Shijue hurriedly stood up and bowed respectfully to the arrival.

The benevolent old man glanced at Zhao Shijue and then chuckled lightly, "There’s no need for such formalities. You’ve already spoken so to my disciple, why bother with such ceremony with an old Daoist like myself?"

Zhao Shijue was startled, and it was then he realized the identity of the elder before him. The words he was about to say got stuck in his throat.

At this moment, the amiable smile on Master Cangqing’s face turned peculiar. Just as Zhao Shijue didn’t know how to begin speaking, the Daoist from the Respectful Heaven Bureau coldly spoke up.

"Cangqing, are you meddling in the affairs of the younger generation as well?"

Master Cangqing chuckled coldly at this remark, "Naturally, I wouldn’t interfere, but this is a mistake upon mistake. Are you going to handle it, Director of the Imperial Observatory?"

Master Chang Chun frowned slightly and did not immediately reply, turning his head to glance at Zhao Shijue instead.

Realizing what was implied, Zhao Shijue immediately stood up, bowed to Daoist Cang Qing, and swiftly left the brightly lit hall of the Respectful Heaven Bureau, leaving only the two Daoists behind.

Cangqing brushed past Master Chang Chun, pacing within the hall, looking at the dragon-shaped arrangement of one hundred and eight Seven Star Lamps in the center of the hall and lightly chuckled, "Everyone says the Imperial Observatory is the most leisurely place in the Capital City, but it seems you’re not so unoccupied after all, old man."

In the windless hall, the one hundred and eight Seven Star Lamps swayed, the oil yet undrained, but the candlelight was no longer bright.

"Humph! Whether I am unoccupied or not, you certainly know. Monitoring the fate of a nation is no easy task!"

Knowing Heaven is easy, defying Heaven is difficult.

Even if the Observatory could foresee the direction of a nation’s fate, stabilizing it, especially with mere strength and realm, could it be achieved?

"Cangqing, I consider you my old friend, that’s why I don’t hesitate to show you this scene. If you’re only here to make snide remarks, you may well leave right now."

Master Cangqing chuckled lightly and then turned his head to continue speaking to the old Daoist, "Your disciple has issued a life-or-death challenge to my disciple. I haven’t come to settle scores, which is considerate enough, isn’t it? What more do you expect from me?"

Master Chang Chun snorted coldly, "Are you not aware of how many people your disciple has offended in the Capital City? Isn’t this trouble that he brought upon himself?"

Master Cangqing shrugged, "That’s their deserved fate. My precious disciple isn’t one to provoke trouble."

"Humph, don’t you feel ashamed saying that?"

"Your disciple, being a Prince, feels no shame in challenging my disciple to a life-or-death duel. What do I have to feel ashamed about?"

"Damn it, that’s all you’re really concerned about, isn’t it!"

Master Chang Chun completely lost his composure, unable to maintain his sage-like demeanor, and addressed Cangqing directly.

"Really, if you dare, have your disciple concede the fight. Have him concede, and I’ll look after your Seven Star Lamp for three months, how about that?"

The Seven Star Lamp represented the fate of Xia Country, and even for an Earth Immortal, there were few capable of tending to it.

However, upon hearing these words from Master Cangqing, Master Chang Chun immediately replied,

"Impossible."

"Oh?"

"This mistake must be rectified. Shijue cannot lose."

Master Cangqing scoffed, "What if he loses? The nation’s fate will just shift to another path, it won’t directly harm the fate of Xia Country. Why fuss over it so much?"

Master Chang Chun gave Cangqing a stern look, "You speak too lightly. The fate of a nation is profoundly mysterious. Changing its course is a matter of great consequence, and even if changes are necessary, I must minimize the impact!"

Master Chang Chun was not inclined to fuss over the affairs of the younger generation, but he blamed Zhao Shijue for a reason—he had realized that Zhao Shijue’s challenge to Su Chengyu had directly affected the fate of Xia Country.

Even if the two weren’t really fighting to the death in a life-or-death struggle, just determining who wins and who loses would have a greater impact on the fate of Xia Country than the chaos caused by the demon-exorcism conference.

Master Chang Chun didn’t know why, but he understood that once Zhao Shijue lost, the line of Xia Country’s fate that he had surveyed for decades would undergo a huge shift.

"Unfortunately, forgive my bluntness, but he can’t win."

Master Chang Chun looked up at Master Cangqing, "Are you so confident in that new disciple you’ve taken?"

"Of course, I won’t dare to comment on anything else, but when it comes to taking disciples, I believe I am the best in the world, and no one dares to claim second."

"Not even our Lord National Master?"

Daoist Cang Qing blinked and thought for a moment. "Let’s say it’s fifty-fifty. Considering she’s a woman, let’s give her some face."

Master Chang Chun sneered," You’re just boasting. The disciples you have recruited have barely amounted to anything! Besides, I have not set any precautions against Yaoguang Dojo here."

"You’re plotting against me!"

Master Cangqing, furious, spoke to Master Chang Chun.

"Those were your own words, they have nothing to do with me."

Master Chang Chun, who rarely got an advantage, spoke with a triumphant expression.

Not wanting to continue entangling with such a little old man, Master Cangqing brought up the main matter, "I can look after the Seven Star Lamp for three months."

"What do you want?"

Master Chang Chun now wore a serious expression, being well aware that overseeing the Seven Star Lamp was extremely mentally taxing, he indeed needed these three months to rest, so he could agree to any conditions as long as they were not too excessive.

"Let’s get this straight. Forcing Shijue to concede is impossible."

This matter involved a change of fate for the country, and naturally, Master Chang Chun would not compromise.

"Then just one month."

Master Cangqing’s price shot up. Master Chang Chun was slightly dissatisfied but finally compromised, "Speak."

"If Earth Immortals clash within the Capital City, you must not intervene."

Master Chang Chun furrowed his brow, looking at Master Cangqing, "For the sake of your disciple, can you really go to such lengths? Aren’t you afraid of risking your thousand-year foundation of Mount Qingcheng?"

He had known Master Cangqing for many years and knew that the young Cangqing had been a person of character, but he had not expected that now as the Sect Leader of Qingcheng, he would dare to be so recklessly bold.

Hearing these words, Master Cangqing himself was slightly sentimental, "I wish I could. But you’re right, I can’t do it. But as a master, if I can’t help him openly, I must still make some effort in secret, right?"

Master Chang Chun came to understand, "Apart from you, does Su Chengyu have the support of other Earth Immortals behind him?"

"Old friend, you’re asking too much. Sitting in your position, you should know better than anyone that there are things better left unknown than known."

Master Chang Chun took a deep breath, and then looking towards the Seven Star Lamp, said, "With the fate of the nation unstable, I will go and ask His Majesty for permission to retreat for one month."

Master Cangqing nodded in satisfaction, and then suddenly remembered something, "Ji Yuguang didn’t hear this conversation just now, did she?"

Master Chang Chun gave him a look, "I just wanted to trap you, not trap myself as well."

Master Cangqing nodded in satisfaction, and then finally bade farewell to Master Chang Chun, "I hope the next time we meet, we can put aside our schemes and have a good drink together."

"I hope so."

As he disappeared into the clouds, Master Cangqing’s presence once again vanished within the Capital City. A woman who had been waiting in the clouds watched the direction of the Respectful Heaven Bureau and spoke softly, "Is all this trouble necessary? If he dares to act, I will just kill him."

Master Cangqing laughed bitterly, "Ms. Feng, you are here to support my precious disciple, not to create chaos. If you just kill indiscriminately, how can my precious disciple establish himself in the Capital City?"

Feng Jie Yu fell silent, not rebutting Master Cangqing’s words. Feeling relieved, Master Cangqing then asked, "Has Ms. Feng fully recovered from her injuries?"

"I cannot say fully, but killing a few Earth Immortals is still possible."